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In the information obtained by An Jie, every king of the bottomless abyss is a tyrant who dominates one side, controls the life and death of countless people, and only decides people's life and death based on personal preferences and moods, and ignores the life of a person, with the exception of the good king

However, the stick king in front of him was very unusual, without any brutality and perennial killing, but with the awe-inspiring bearing of a great grandmaster, which surprised An Jie.

"Boy, get out of the way, I don't want to kill you. The stick king said lightly, there was no killing intent in his eyes, as if he hoped that this matter could be easily solved, and it seemed that he was a different king.

"Thank you for the admonition, but I'm not going to back down. After finishing speaking, An Jie had already entered a state of imminent battle, his whole body was tense, and he said, "If you want to pass, knock me down first." ”

"It's up to you, you don't know how high the sky is. The stick king showed contempt, and suddenly the black iron rod in his hand rolled like the wind, and it was like a whirlpool, and it was extremely fast, attacking An Jie's vital points.

"Come, let's see if I'm the real thing. An Jie's palms condensed a black shield one by one, defending both sides, and the defense expanded, so that none of the sticks in the sky attacked.

"A little skill! What about this trick. "The stick king changed his moves, the stick continued to smash and sweep, the amplitude of the swing became larger and larger, and the force became more and more heavy, so that An Jie could only parry, and could not find a chance to counterattack.

"It's so strong, it's worthy of being a king. Every time he blocked the blow of the stick king, An Jie felt a mountain of pressure, his arm was shocked to the point of pain and numbness, and even the black shield began to faintly show traces of shattering.

Think about Jin Da alone fighting against six kings, and he is just dealing with a stick king is so difficult. An Jie's heart seemed to be hit by an incomparably blow, and then desperately stimulated his fighting spirit, the dark heart injected power, kicked hard under his feet, and tried to push the black shield forward, suppressing the Stick King's offensive back.

"Where did this kid get his strength? "In terms of strength, the seventh rank of the Stick King Holy Rank is definitely superior, but just like that, his stick momentum was also pressed back, which surprised him.

At the same time, the stick king also heard a strong heartbeat, which made him nervous, and faintly felt that An Jie's power was related to this heartbeat.

"Look at my dark break. After suppressing the Stick King's attack, An Jie began to exert his strength, he suddenly shattered the black shield, and then the black light wave condensed on his fist, which was not released, and then bombarded with his fist.

Dark Break is actually attached to the fist to enhance the attack power. However, the evil king regarded him as a ranged attack, so he also misled An Jie. Fortunately, An Jie still has the ability to learn without a teacher, and he didn't waste this trick.

The fist waved the black light wave, blow after blow like a tiger opening the road, unstoppable, the king of the attack kept swinging the black iron rod, sweeping away the fists that were about to kill in front of him one by one, sometimes being attacked too quickly, and could only retreat and retreat.

"Boy, it's getting harder and harder, it's funny. The stick king's face sank slightly, and the Xuantie rod suddenly spun like a big windmill, instantly rolling An Jie's two fists in, making his offensive completely directionless.

At this moment, An Jie felt that his fists were completely disobedient, and he couldn't stop if he wanted him to stop, and he was at the mercy of the black iron rod of the stick king, and the last two fists were led away, smashed down, and the ground became a big pit.

"Boy, are you still far away?" The stick king snorted coldly, and smashed a stick on An Jie's head, like five thunderbolts, with a strong concussion on the skull, and suddenly An Jie had a splitting headache and let out a roar.

The stick king increased the strength of the attack, and swept on An Jie's body several times in a row, beating the ribs inch by inch, and the other bones gurgling, as if An Jie's entire skeleton was about to be scattered.

"Damn, I fought with you. An Jie hugged his head in pain, his heart was ruthless, and he slammed into the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Stick King, like a comet hitting the ground, making a loud noise.

The stick king didn't expect An Jie to be able to make such a counterattack, he was hit with a gold star, and hurriedly retreated, sweeping the stick around, not letting An Jie get any closer, and obviously began to panic.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the stick king, An Jie tried his best to exert the black qi to protect his body, drain the damage as much as possible, patted his head, forcibly concentrated, stared at the stick king who was swinging the stick around, and then pounced on it with a bang.

The Stick King had already sensed the crisis, but he had no choice, the impact of the collision just now was still there, so he could only wave the Xuantie rod indiscriminately, and then ask for more blessings.

Facing the chaotic stick, An Jie easily grabbed it in his hand, then gritted his teeth, and lifted the stick king and even the stick in the way of an over-the-shoulder throw, lifted it into the air, and then looked at the hardest place and smashed it down.

The Stick King didn't let go of his weapon, he could only hit the ground like a meteorite, with a loud bang, and the amazing impact force caused a large piece of the ground to collapse, and buried the Stick King in it.

"Did you succeed?" An Jie was puzzled, and tried to pull out the black iron rod a few times, but found that the other end of the stick was still being clutched, proving that the stick king had maintained a strong fighting spirit.

Sure enough, the stick king stood up from the wolf-filled ground, his bearing was still calm, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes, and he glared at An Jie fiercely.

An Jie didn't let go of the Xuantie rod, wanting to limit the biggest offensive of the stick king. This idea was right, but things didn't go as smoothly as he thought, and suddenly one end of the black iron rod popped out, like a sharp arrow in An Jie's throat.

This change was too sudden, too fast, An Jie's throat was critically hit, and he immediately vomited blood, and then urgently retreated, looking at the black iron rod in surprise, only to see that the stick head that had just popped out, there was a section of iron chain connected to the stick body, swinging in the air and shaking, it turned out to be a weapon that could be transformed.

"Boy, you didn't expect that my dark iron rod could stretch ten knots. After finishing speaking, the stick king injected strength, and the dark iron rod in his hand began to change, separated one by one, connected by iron chains, and turned into ten knots.

Intuition told Sù Anjie that once this weapon changed, it must be terrible, and he didn't want to attack rashly, so he pushed out the black shield with both palms, prepared for defense, and then looked for a chance to counterattack.

"Boy, do you think you can still prevent it? The stick king waved the ten-section stick, like a dancing snake, swaying in the air, and then slammed heavily on the black shield, five of which were blocked, and five of them could be stretched freely because of the extension of the iron chain, bending and changing, past the defense of the black shield, and the stick head fell directly on An Jie's shoulder.

"Damn, it hurts. An Jie's shoulder was not shattered, but it was also dislocated, and he had no choice but to wave the black shield with one hand, swept the ten-section stick away, stepped back step by step, and then quickly took his shoulder back.

The stick king pursued strongly, and the ten-knot stick swung faster and more violently in his hand, and suddenly the ten-knot stick closed and turned into a black iron rod, which was mainly fierce. The ten-knuckle stick changes at once, as if it is an iron chain, and the attack method is more flexible and changeable.

An Jie couldn't think of a way to crack it for a while, so he could only break it with darkness, forming a black light wave on his fist to enhance his attack power and take the baton king's attack.

Sometimes, the ten-knot stick bypassed An Jie's fist defense in a winding way, and the stick hit his head on him. Sometimes, the black iron rod flicked An Jie's arms to the sides, causing him to open the door and then inflict heavy blows.

Under the fierce and changeable offensive of the stick king, An Jie had nothing to do, and there were stick marks all over his body, and he was finally swept out by a stick, and he also turned around several times in mid-air, and fell to pieces.

On the other side, Jin Da, who was fighting fiercely with the six kings, also noticed that An Jie was at a disadvantage, and his brows couldn't help frowning, and then he continued to deal with the six kings in a hurry.

"Jin Da, your helper is dying, I'll see what you do. The Wind King shouted as he struck, trying to distract Jin Dae with words.

Its kings also knew this strategy well, and they also shouted: "Jin Da, if you don't think about it, your helper will die in the hands of the stick king." ”

"Hurry up and kill this kid, and then enter the gate of the abyss. ”

The kings, you shouted a word to me, and shouted happily. Only the killing king did not get relaxed, looking at Jin Dae's unwavering gaze, still swinging his fist vigorously, he knew what he was thinking, why he had so much confidence in An Jie.

And Jin Dae's confidence in An Jie is that since he was able to win and kill the king before, he will not lose to the stick king now.

At the same time, the stick king had already walked to An Jie, who had fallen to the ground, and found that he still had a trace of breath, and couldn't help but sigh: "Boy, you are a talent, maybe after a while, you can surpass me, but unfortunately you should listen to my warning." After finishing speaking, the stick king swung the black iron rod and smashed it several times in a row, almost denting An Jie's body.

"That's it. "The stick king was very confident that after a few blows, he just wanted to leave, but he heard a heartbeat that should not be heard, and it was still very strong and energetic, and it was not at all what a dead man should have.

"No way, no way, this kid isn't dead. The stick king showed a look of disbelief, and smashed a few sticks at An Jie, who fell to the ground, but no matter how he attacked, the heartbeat still kept stopping, and it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and it sounded as shocking as thunder.

"Why, why? What the hell is this heart? It was the stick king who used all his strength to hit An Jie's body with a stick, so that he was panting, his hands were weak, and he couldn't stop the heartbeat, and his heart began to surge with strong uneasiness.

"I'm sorry, Stick King, for disappointing you, but you still haven't beaten me. An Jie supported the ground with both hands, slowly stood up, and then straightened his back, his eyes were awe-inspiring, looking at the stick king, that indescribable indifference, he actually overwhelmed the great grandmaster of the stick king, and then only heard his calm words: "Now, it's my turn." ”

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