"Is this kid unbearable?" The King of Sticks was surprised and could not believe the facts in front of him. The grandmaster's demeanor could not be maintained. He looked at An Jie like a monster. His two rows of teeth were clenched together, and he felt an indescribable pressure.

An Jie waved his arms casually, moved his muscles easily, and then greeted the King of Sticks politely, saying, "King of Sticks, right? The second round can begin."[]

"Okay, I will definitely send you on the road this time." In order to hide his uneasiness, the Stick King roared, waved the black iron stick, took out the momentum that swept across the thousands of troops, and countless Stick shadows attacked An Jie one after another.

An Jie released the black air evil with ten fingers, and black air shot out violently, intertwined into a net in the air, protecting himself behind, and then pushed out the black shield with both palms and added another layer of defense.

Then the stick king's stick was too strong, and he smashed the black net with one stick, and then broke the black shield with another stick. The third stick hit An Jie hard and knocked him away.

Black gas protects his body, An Jie quickly expels the damage, and at the same time, the dark heart beats, injects vitality, allowing him to regain his combat power, gain a foothold again, and then takes big steps forward and shoots out a strong black gas with one palm.

This black aura was like a demon, exuding a terrible aura, which drowned out the stick force of the stick king in one fell swoop, and then wrapped the stick king, as if a hideous demon had eaten the stick king in one bite.

"Boy, you are not qualified to deal with me." The Stick King swept a few sticks and broke up all the black air, then danced with sticks, countless stick shadows covered the sky and attacked An Jie fiercely.

However, just now An Jie had already penetrated the black gas into the King of Sticks, exploring his thoughts and every move, knowing the direction he wanted to take action, and his body dodged left and right in the shadow of Sticks, and was at ease.

"How could this kid actually avoid my attack?" The stick king couldn't believe it. His arm was shocked, and the black iron stick immediately turned into a nunchakus, dancing like an iron chain, interspersing wildly, flexible and changeable, making people unpredictable.

But An Jie first learned about the way the Stick King attacked and avoided it in advance. Every time he made the Stick King's attack fall, then he darkened his fist and condensed it. He punched him when he saw the opportunity and kicked him when he caught the opportunity.

The Stick King had already swung hundreds of sticks, but he didn't hit him. Instead, he was punched several times, and even one of his eyes was swollen, looking a little ridiculous.

"Ah, I felt it." The King of Sticks quickly noticed something strange in his body and quickly forced out the invading black gas. At the same time, the sudden attack changed the original attack route. The curve of the nunchakus curve became larger, and he bypassed An Jie's arm defense line in one fell swoop and hit his temple heavily.

"This guy..." An Jie felt his head buzzing, blank, and his thinking fell into a state of pause. This was originally a very dangerous moment.

The Stick King takes the thunder stick and sways, and the force is like a storm. The attack becomes more and more urgent. There are many empty moves, which are used to hide the strongest killer moves to determine the outcome.

However, the dark brain began to work, accelerating An Jie's thinking, and he could see clearly the origin of all the sticks. He could easily determine that these were false moves. He could solve them with just one hand.

The killing move came, and the King of Sticks concentrated all his strength on the Sticks, and the power doubled. The ten numbscrabs turned into three numbscrabs. The second quarter hit An Jie's arm and pressed down his defense line. Then the first numbscrabs head was knocked down vertically like thunder, rushing straight to An Jie's head.

Then An Jie had already gotten along with the way of cracking, and suddenly turned over and got an inverted golden hook, kicking the most terrifying stick head away with one foot, and rushing backwards towards the stick king's arm.

"It's a pity!" The King of Sticks couldn't do it anymore. His stick head hit his arm hard, and the amazing power directly shattered his arm bones and almost let out a scream.

"Okay, one of his hands is gone." An Jie held his hands on the ground, his dark heart beating, and the new force seemed to be endless. He was so excited that he could not vomit. Ten fingers continuously shot out black air evil, and it was astonishing as he hit more and more, and the more he hit, the more he hit, the denser he hit.

Countless black auras rushed fiercely. The Stick King waved the black iron stick with one arm to block it, but his stick force had too many loopholes. Most of the black auras passed through his defense line, penetrated his body again and again, and opened several small holes, and blood kept flowing, and his face was extremely difficult to see.

"I'm going to win!" Seeing that the Stick King was beaten terrible, Angel suddenly felt energetic and continued to shoot out the black aura, trying to beat the Stick King to a lot of holes.

However, the Stick King was always a king with the seventh level of the holy level. At the critical moment of life and death, his strength was fully stimulated, and the strong wind blew, blowing all Anjie's black aura.

An Jie was caught off guard and forced to retreat by the strong wind, as if a mountain was pressing him down and had to retreat. Then he saw the Stick King smashing the black iron stick hard.

Taking advantage of An Jie being blocked by his own strength, the King of Sticks was about to decide the outcome, he poked his throat, swept his head, and hit his shoulders, and became more and more crazy. Countless stick forces exploded in An Jie's body, smashing his internal organs and meridian blood vessels, and even his bones were cracked.

"I don't believe it, I can't hit you like this." The King of Sticks gritted his teeth, waved his stick vigorously, and beat An Jie upside down. He vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row, but he still didn't give up. He must make sure that the winner was won or lose.

"You can't lose, you can't lose." Maybe it was An Jie's will, or maybe it was the dark heart. An Jie actually stood up with his legs, with his back under the attack of the King of Sticks, and then punched the ground with a punch, using the recoil force to shake off all the sticks that were hit on his back.

"Impossible, is this kid really a human being? Why haven't he fallen yet?" Just when the Stick King was shocked, his arm had been hit by An Jie's iron fist. The sound of bone fracture and the pain made him feel desperate. Now his arms can't be used.

"Look at me." An Jie became fierce, his fists condensed into darkness, his fists were like thunder, and his attack was surging. He rushed and beat him hard, and his fists hit the flesh. The stick king flew again and again, and his body was full of fists.

"I won!" An Jie's last blow punched the King of Sticks into the air, and blood scattered in the air, and then fell like a kite with a broken string.

"What stick king lost? The king of the seventh level of the holy level did not defeat a boy who was still young." The other kings were frightened to see it. Except for the king who had already expected this result, the other kings were shocked and unable to describe it.

"If you have time to worry about others, you might as well worry about yourself." Jin Da began to counterattack strongly, tearing off the giant king's arm, and then slashed the huge head with the destruction golden knife, and another king was defeated.

After killing the giant king, Jin Da seemed to be almost exhausted. He stood there and shook a little while standing there. He knew that the support was very barely enough. But no one would doubt that even if he only had one breath, he could pull another king to cushion.

"What should we do? Can we stop here?" The King of Soldiers' heart sank. His previous momentum was gone. He never dreamed that the power of the ten kings would still fight to this extent. It would be fine if Jin Da was unable to deal with it. How could that little brat with the best strength beat the King of Sticks.

Killing King was gasping for breath, his arms were trembling. He was defeated by An Jie before, but now he was beaten to fear by Jin Da. His belief in invincibility had long collapsed. He didn't even know whether to continue attacking or withdraw.

At this moment, the earth rumbled, and countless huge beasts rushed towards this side, as if they were stimulated, and they rushed more and more violently. The leader was a beast king who flew over at a token at high speed, with a fierce light like a beast in his eyes, and he whispered loudly: "Thank you for your hard work, let me last."

"It's the beast king, kid, please be careful." Looking at the beast rushing towards him, like a huge wave, the amazing impact momentum and the deafening beast roar, even the earth was turbulent under their feet.

An Jie was not there either. He had to rely on one hand to barely support his body, and there was no way to hide. He and Jin Da could only watch the beast tide rushing towards them and submerge them.

A condensed gold armor battle armor forms the highest defense in a short period of time, and a black gas protects the body to discharge damage as much as possible. The two people face the impact and trampling of thousands of beasts and struggle to support the beast tide.

The gradually dimming of golden light and the dissipation of black air all indicate a bad situation. After the beast tide, the pits were trampled on the spot were bumpy and messy. Jin Da and Anjie fell to the ground and were no longer conscious.

Faced with the joint efforts of the ten kings, the two of them had done well enough, but unfortunately they were still powerless to turn things around and were defeated by too many enemies.

"Haha, we won." The Killing King and the other kings were excited, forgot about the fatigue and pain in their bodies, and almost cheered.

"I just said, how could we not win if we join forces?" The Wing King was ready to look at the abyss door, his eyes were extremely excited, and he began to imagine a new world waiting for him to conquer.

"How are these two people killed? They have killed a hundred of them." The King of Soldiers began to propose, and had already pulled out their weapons to cut off Jin Da and An Jie's heads, and did not want such a threat to exist again.

The other kings also agreed that they did not dare to understand the power of Jin Da for the second time. And An Jie's performance also made them uneasy, and neither should have existed in this world.

Just as the King of Soldiers was about to kill, a little golden light was emitted from the distant horizon and rushed over at an astonishing speed. Before the King of Soldiers took action, a sword energy came to the ground, slashed a deep mark, forcing the kings to retreat.

The Killing King immediately shouted loudly: "Who is here to ruin our good things."

The golden light arrived in the blink of an eye, and finally a figure slowly landed on the ground. His sharp eyes seemed to be wrapped in a sharp blade, and he stood with his head raised. His eyebrows were filled with awesomeness. He said in an extremely calm voice: "Fortunately, I was not a step later, and I could use my newly created Golden Emperor Battle Aura."


Chapter completed!