Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian fight.

Although it is not a battle of life and death, all three are holding their breath, so they do not spare any hand.

The stick in Sun Wukong's hand, every time he swung it, the sky fell apart, and the sky changed color.

The black golden sticks stabbed the sky up and down to the ground, and each stick stirred the sky.

Each stick is like a mountain, killing everything with unrivaled power.

The Bull Demon King is holding a Qiankun axe, and between his gestures, the gods and demons roar arrogantly.

He wielded the Qiankun axe and slashed the void to the ground, with terrible power that made people's hearts palpitate.

The Qiankun axe burst out of the streamer, surging in, galloping and roaring, emitting a terrible storm, like the collapse of a mountain, terrifying.

The silver halberd in Yang Jian's hand swept across the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, causing monstrous waves.

He is like an ancient god of war, he looks otherworldly, heroic, and can change the general trend of heaven and earth with every move.

Bang!

The void collapsed, chaos rolled, and everywhere they passed, they became ruined.

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian fought each other, with a huge momentum and amazing movements.

All three of them have been suppressed, and now they have just broken the seal and gained freedom, although their strength is no longer at the peak, but they are all amazing.

Today, they're on much the same level.

Sun Wukong has been suppressed for the longest time, but he has already completed his nirvana.

The Bull Demon King has been suppressed for four hundred years, but he has never stopped fighting, his strength is not there, but his talent is still there.

And Yang Jian gave up all his cultivation and completed a kind of transformation.

"You wait for the two demons, embarrassed and treacherous, and will only join forces, to bully more and less, really I am Yang Jian, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Yang Jian's combat power is against the sky, but he faces Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King.

Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King teamed up to attack and kill, suppressing him and vomiting blood, so he was beaten out of anger.

Between the eyebrows, the eye of heaven shot out a scorching light, reflecting the heavens.

The three-pronged and two-edged halberd split, and a thunderclap sounded in the heavens and the earth, and the void shook violently.

And Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King are such proud people.

Hearing Yang Jian's words, they were disdainful.

"My grandson is the Monkey King, and my grandson should be the elder brother. ”

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, the dark golden stick, this time, not only attacked Yang Jian, but also attacked the Bull Demon King.

This stick shrouded Yang Jian and the Bull Demon King in it.

"Senior brother, think of yourself as the strongest and suppress everything. ”

The Bull Demon King held the Qiankun axe and spoke coldly.

The Qiankun axe burst out, like lightning, and one after another divine rays slashed out, strangling the void for thousands of miles.

"As a senior brother, my old cow should not let it go. ”

In the body of the Bull Demon King, there was an ancient bloodline power reviving, rushing towards Sun Wukong and Yang Jian.

Now the position of the senior brother involves the question of who is the strongest of the three of them.

They are both proud people, who are willing to admit to each other poorly.

Even if it is Sun Wukong, when he worshipped, he recognized the Bull Demon King as his eldest brother, and it was only because of the Bull Demon King's qualifications.

Sun Wukong didn't think that the strength of the Bull Demon King was stronger than him.

And Yang Jian sneered, with a disdainful face, and said, "I, Yang Jian, have never been weaker than anyone in my life. ”

The three-pronged and two-edged halberd slashed out, and the light rushed into the sky, stirring the sky.

The silver halberd, heavy as a mountain, like a black hole, devours everything.

At this moment, the three of them coincidentally chose the same way, fighting for each other, one against two, to prove that they are the strongest people.

Sun Wukong had a wishful golden hoop stick in his hand, and at the last moment, he was still attacking Yang Jian, and the next moment he was smashing at the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King holds the Qiankun Axe, or competes with Yang Jian, or Sun Wukong fights.

The silver halberd in Yang Jian's hand was in the air, and he slashed at Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King tragically and domineeringly.

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian all played a real fire, and they each used their own means to beat this void into ruins.

Sun Wukong fights the heavens with a wishful golden hoop stick.

The Bull Demon King holds the Qiankun axe and opens the world to establish yin and yang.

Yang Jian's horizontal three-pronged and two-edged halberd, twisting the heaven and earth, roared and cracked the sky.

At this moment, there is a similar invincible demeanor on their bodies.

As the most outstanding Tianjiao in the past thousand years, they are proud, domineering, and unyielding.

In his own way, he is fighting against this era.

This battle, which lasted for three days and three nights, is still not over.

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, Yang Jian, even if it is against the sky, the consumption of these three days and three nights is still unbearable.

At this moment, their faces are a little pale, and the consumption is huge.

They were powerless to move, but they still refused to bow their heads.

After three days and three nights of fighting, there was still no winner or loser.

Sun Wukong gasped and said, "Three eyes." My grandson is a senior brother, are you convinced?"

"Splash monkey! You are just my defeated subordinate! I, Yang Jian, am the strongest person, so I am the senior brother. ”

Yang Jian still raised his head with a proud expression.

But if you look closely, you will find that his hand holding the three-pronged halberd trembles for a moment.

"Don't quarrel! This senior brother position, I will not let the old cow go. ”

The Bull Demon King sat on the ground, not having much strength, but still holding his neck to speak.

"No matter what, the three eyes are all junior brothers. It's a younger brother!"

Sun Wukong said.

The Bull Demon King nodded and said, "This, I agree, Old Niu." ”

Let's not talk about anything else, let's first make a decision about Yang Jian's name as just a little junior brother.

As for the senior brother, whether it is he the Bull Demon King or Sun Wukong, the two of them will fight again.

Yang Jian laughed and said mockingly, "Whoever is the strongest is the senior brother, both of you are defeated by my Yang Jian's subordinates." There is no doubt that I, Yang Jian, am the strongest, why don't you admit it?"

"I, Yang Jian, used to think that you two were iron-clad monsters who did what they said, and I admired you a lot, but I didn't expect that in hundreds of years, you would become like this!"

"Five hundred years ago, you were only half a move better than my grandson, and you were still because of Taishang Laojun's sneak attack. ”

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and opened his mouth aggrievedly.

The Bull Demon King said disdainfully, "Lao Niu, I have always won more and lost less when I fight with you, how dare you be ashamed?

Yang Jian laughed and said, "No matter what!

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, Yang Jian, no one obeys anyone, they all want to be this senior brother.

No one wants to bow their heads, and no one wants to admit defeat.

The three began to quarrel, and after arguing, they began to fight again.

Just like that, along the way, there is still no winner or loser.

This senior brother has fought all the way, but there is no result.

In this way, stop-and-go, another half a month's journey.