The voice of the king of Montenegro came out of the temple, and the sound of the urn was angry.

"Wang Zhuo. There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to enter. ”

As he spoke, the wind suddenly rose, and the wind turned into an overwhelming sharp knife to kill Wang Zhuo.

But the wind and clouds and thunderstorms are the things that the real dragon accompanies them, how can these winds hurt Wang Zhuo in the slightest?

Only within a hundred zhang of Wang Zhuo, he turned from killing to whisking, and no longer had half a murderous aura.

Wang Zhuo said: "Xiang Yu, do you remember our bet?" ”

Xiang Yu's whole body tightened, obviously his heart was not very peaceful.

He said in a deep voice: "I am now the king of Yama, and I won the bet!" ”

"Really?" Wang Zhuo took a step forward, and the entire underworld seemed to tremble with one foot, "I remember that the bet was on whether you could ascend the throne as an emperor, and the king of Yama was no more than the prince of the underworld, so it was obvious that you lost." ”

Forced by Wang Zhuo's coercion, Xiang Yu couldn't sit still anymore and stood up suddenly.

The two giants stood opposite each other, like two giant pillars in the sky.

"I'm not going to lose. As long as you die, the gambling contract ceases to exist. ”

Xiang Yu opened the placket of his clothes, only to see his head moving in his clothes, and his body was composed of countless monsters of different shapes, howling and shaking the sky, choosing people to lust.

"That's it?" Wang Zhuo was disappointed when he saw this, "I thought you had a lot of confidence when I looked at you, but it turned out to be just a waste wood to warm up with the evil puppets of hell." Waste firewood is waste firewood, even if 100 million, a trillion of waste firewood is piled together, it is just a large number of waste firewood! ”

The Black Mountain King trembled violently, and suddenly let out a loud shout, and under the coordinated drive of a trillion hellish beings, he threw an earth-shattering punch at Wang Zhuo.

This punch once tore open the spatial portal between the Hell Road and the Underworld, and pulled the unprepared Jizo King into the Hell Path.

It seems to be unremarkable, but in fact, it is powerful and restrained, silent, and only explodes at the moment of contact with the enemy.

This is Xiang Yu's martial arts skills created by Xiang Yu after absorbing several defeats, realizing that he was arrogant, and concentrating on creating martial arts.

It means that the wind and waves are calm and silent.

Extreme anger, extreme shame.

Let this punch carry an incomparable force, obviously thousands of miles away, but in an instant, as if breaking through the limit of space, suddenly appeared on Wang Zhuo's face.

Wang Zhuo couldn't avoid it, so he had to take a solid punch in the face.

Then he shook his head and looked at the king of Montenegro in surprise.

"This trick is a bit interesting, it can even go directly through the space to hit people."

The king of Montenegro was shocked, he didn't expect that this punch could not hurt the other party at all, and he was about to withdraw his punch, but found that the hand that passed through the space seemed to be firmly absorbed and could not be retracted at all.

The next moment, a dazzling purple light lit up the sky.

Half of the Black Mountain King's body disappeared, and it was Wang Zhuo who emitted purple electricity along the Black Mountain's fist, decomposing the half of the hellish beings into atomic dust.

The Black Mountain King, who reacted, released the Hell Yin Thunder to cancel it out, and only then did he save the other half of his body.

The beings of hell came out of Black Mountain's body and reorganized half of his body, and in the blink of an eye, Black Mountain had recovered intact.

This method of rebirth was seen through by Wang Zhuo at a glance: "It turns out that he has opened up the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and connected the Cave Heaven with the Hell Dao, and practiced it into his body. In this way, as long as there are no living beings in hell, you will be immortal and immortal. Good means, it seems that your two thousand years have not been all wasted time. After all, we are also old friends, so it's not fun to kill you like this, let's try our fists and feet to see if your martial arts have improved. ”

Wang Zhuo kicked out, it was the wonder of the heavenly remnant foot, this kick itself did not carry true qi, but naturally attracted the incomparable Taiyin qi in the underworld, and a twelve-level wind blew in the flat ground, stirring the wind and clouds.

The king of Montenegro boasted of his immortal body, and he was not afraid, he resisted this kick, and the monster all over his body collapsed, and reunited thousands of feet away.

Then, with a big move, a large golden and iron spear longer than the body of a giant broke out of the ground and fell into his hands.

Although this gun is rusty, it is thick and simple, murderous, and engraved with the seven characters of the strong Ruyi Overlord gun.

This is a demon soldier who dug up the endless gold and iron ore of the Hell Dao after he fell into the Hell Dao Sword Soldier Hell, melted it in the Fire Hell, and quenched it in the Ice Hell.

It weighs 9.99 million tons, and it will die if it touches it, and it will die if it is rubbed. After committing suicide out of the hell road, with this weapon, there is no enemy in the underworld.

Sweep to the east and smash millions of Yin soldiers to death.

A stab to the west, the ten halls of Yama are extinguished.

As soon as he knocked to the south, two of the five ghost emperors lost their Heavenly Spirit Covers.

Rolling north, the Emperor Fengdu retreated.

In the middle of the pestle, the judges all bowed their heads and knelt down to surrender.

It's not easy to occupy the underworld.

At this time, facing the old enemy Wang Zhuo, although there was only one person, the pressure in Xiang Yu's heart was greater than facing the King of Dizang and the entire underworld.

This person's magical power is unfathomable, and his skill is probably not below him, so he needs to use magic weapons to compete with him.

The two thousand-foot giants shouted violently and fought in one place.

An Optimus Prime, the gun is like a dragon, the overlord of Western Chu is a ghost male, and the Baizhao male division is in his body.

A thunderous wind, fist like steel, is the real dragon king in the world, and the three realms seem to be ordinary.

The martial arts of the two are rare opponents in the Three Realms, and it is the chess opponent who will meet the good talent.

In an instant, hundreds of rounds of fighting were fought, only to turn the underworld upside down, and the ghosts cried and howled.

Wang Zhuo bent his arm to block a shot drawn from the side, and the dragon scales appeared on his arm, and the body of the gun collided with it, and thunder and fire shot out.

Although he was bare-handed, the opponent's martial arts and his own tie was really unexpected by Wang Zhuo.

The so-called king is not more than Xiang, and the general is not Li, which can only be said to be one of the two 10,000-strong enemies with the highest martial arts in Chinese history.

Wang Zhuo has had enough, and if he continues to fight, the shock wave caused by the giant's body alone will turn the underworld upside down, and he may have to poke out some basket.

"Xiang Yu. I don't blame you for not admitting losing the bet, but you occupy the prefecture and don't do anything, and no one answers the documents I send several times, and you lose a lot of face! Now I'm going to lock you up in hell, and one day if you lose, I'll let you out again, or I'll beat you up once I see you!" ”

The king of Montenegro was furious when he heard this, you are no match for me in martial arts now, why did you get such a big breath?!

So without saying a word, he stabbed with a spear.

But this time, no matter how the king of Montenegro exerts his strength, the strong Ruyi Overlord spear can't even pierce Wang Zhuo's body in front of him.

I saw that Wang Zhuo's face faintly turned into a dragon, half of his face grew a thick beard, which grew into a circle with his hair, turned into a silver mane, and purple dragon scales loomed, bursting out with a breathtaking power.

A layer of electromagnetic force was naturally formed around him, and whether it was absorbed or repelled was only between his thoughts.

"Come, I'll tell you, what a surprise is!"