Seeing this scene, Cao Jun couldn't help but shout: "I'm Cao!"

The voice was loud enough to shift everyone's attention from Wang Xuan to him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't stand the scrutiny of the teenagers.

Fortunately, he had an idea, pretended, touched the non-existent beard on his chin, and continued:

"Jun admires!"

After speaking, everyone turned their heads away and continued to look at Wang Xuan's heroic and martial demeanor.

They all said the same thing in their hearts: You Cao Jun admire, I still admire! Can you keep a low profile and speak so loudly?

Cao Jun shook off the cold sweat on his head and looked at Wang Xuan stupidly.

What a visually striking picture.

A man confronted a small hill, not only did he not repel it, but he also punched the hill and did not know where to hit it.

If there is one word to describe this picture, it can only be described as a miracle!

If there is one word to describe this man, it can only be said to be a man of God!

Wang Xuan was already very vigilant, he knew that the Yin Chakra was only used for defense, and it could not cause much damage to the Monkey King, and the damage caused often depended on the strength used by the Monkey King himself.

Although its palm was strong just now, it couldn't hurt the root, after all, it couldn't slap itself to death with one palm.

But its power did surprise Wang Xuan, and he directly knocked himself into the grass, and soon disappeared, leaving only a lengthy trail like a ravine on the ground.

He knew it was going to be a very difficult battle, but even if he died here, he would win.

If he can't become stronger, what's the point of his existence?

Only by becoming stronger can he protect the people he wants to protect!

Only by becoming stronger can he defeat the people he wants to defeat!

Only by becoming stronger can he stand at the pinnacle of this world and change this world that has rotted to the bone!

Thinking of this, his eyes were unprecedentedly resolute, and his hesitation and incessant were thrown away by him.

Although he is a little tired now, his mind is clear!

He stared straight in the direction of the Monkey King's disappearance, adjusting to his best state for his next attack.

The grass was sparse, and there was the sound of something dragging on the ground, like metal colliding with the earth.

Wang Xuan was stunned, could it be a golden hoop stick?

Sure enough, the Monkey King had recovered from his ape state, and it couldn't last long.

The dust on its body not only did not make it look embarrassed, but it had a different kind of divine martial arts. The index finger of his right hand had been severed, and crimson blood flowed from the silver club, glowing with blood.

There was no fear in its eyes, no resentment, and a strong battle intent surged, just for pure fighting, with the intent of killing!

Wang Xuan also saw the difference between the Monkey King, he had never seen such a fierce beast with sanity.

And the silver club in its hand dragged on the ground with a screeching sound, as if it was cheering for battle, singing for victory!

"You.... With all the people I've met.... It's all different,....." said the Monkey King in a hoarse voice, excited and seemingly unresigned by the wound on his hand.

"You're also different from all the beasts I've ever seen. ”

"You...... Very strong, worthy of being mine.... Rival. ”

Wang Xuan felt that although the Monkey King had fallen from the ninth order to the eighth order again, he was more confident.

"Is this stick yours to rely on?" asked Wang Xuan curiously.

He didn't know why they all liked to use sticks, could it be that they liked to climb trees?

And in addition to the special material, this stick can't see its strength, can this stick also be free to expand?

"You're wrong, I'm not strong because of this stick. ”

"What's the reason for that?"

"This stick is strong because of me. ”

He seems to have deliberately practiced these two sentences, and it doesn't lag at all, Wang Xuan thought to himself.

After the Monkey King said this, he no longer hesitated, and the meaning of battle was fully revealed!

The vanguard hand (holding the stick in both hands, the hand in front is called the pioneer hand) poses and makes a broad horse step, sweeping the dust from the ground straight away.

"Come on!" it motioned for the king to attack first.

Wang Xuan was a little hesitant in his heart, if he attacked first, then he would face a problem.

Distinguish between life and death!

(Flashing towards the door of life means avoiding the force point of the enemy's stick; if you go to the door of death, you are throwing yourself into the force point of the enemy's stick.) ）

The atmosphere was extremely tense, and Wang Xuan looked at the situation of the Monkey King attacking and retreating, and he didn't know how to start for a while.

Just because he doesn't know what to do doesn't mean he won't.

He drew the power of the earth to the soles of his feet, and his body moved quickly, and the soles of his feet moved the dust on the ground, and the dust was everywhere.

The Monkey King was wary of Wang Xuan, but he was also puzzled by Wang Xuan's intentions.

Half a quarter later, the place of the battle was covered with dust and became invisible.

At this time, Wang Xuan's body stopped, and his purpose was to make the opponent lose his vision first, and then launch a fatal blow.

He applied the power of the earth to his eyes again, and the dust in the sky seemed to be non-existent in front of him.

Now is the time!

The Monkey King holds his club in front of his chest with both hands, putting on the best offensive stance, but not the best defensive stance.

The empty door of his side armpit opened, and Wang Xuan saw its flaws at a glance.

Yang Wheel - all the elephants rushed to thunder, and his body took off like a wild goose, with an unrivaled momentum, attacking his empty door!

However, Wang Xuan suddenly thought of something, why did the Monkey King fight him in the terrain he deliberately set up?

The dusty terrain obscured his view and was obviously not conducive to his use of the stick technique, so why didn't he go?

Does he have a fiery eye?

No way!

Beast instinct! Beast instinct in a dark world!

Wang Xuan's body wanted to stop, but the arrow was on the string and had to be sent!

Just when Wang Xuan was about to punch the Monkey King, the Monkey King suddenly made a move.

With a slight twist of his wrist, he inserted the stick in his hand into the dirt, and then it grabbed the stick with both hands, and with a pull of its body, it dodged Wang Xuan's blow!

Sure enough, as Wang Xuan expected, it could be seen!

However, this did not end there, the Monkey King clutched the end of the stick with both hands, defying gravity, and flattened his body as if he were walking in space.

It stepped on the void, and every kick made a violent sound, which made Wang Xuan feel that it was not its fists, but its legs!

It was like this, one step at a time, and finally fell on Wang Xuan, kicking both feet in his chest.

Wow, wow!

These two feet stepped on the ground, which made Wang Xuan feel as if his heartbeat had stopped, his blood was blocked, and he couldn't breathe, as if he was being oppressed by a mountain, dull and painful!

His body fell, after flying far away.

A mouthful of blood gushed from his throat, and he couldn't help but spurt it out, drawing a gorgeous trace in the sky, and the blood beads were clear and crystalline, sprinkled on the ground, looking desolate and tragic.

With just one blow, he will be seriously injured!