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The 442nd chapter defeats the enemy, hides the clumsy (2)(1/3)

Chapter 442 Defeating the enemy and hiding one’s weakness (2)

Shiva's face became extremely ugly, while Gu Xiechen clapped and laughed wildly, constantly shouting for Fire Crow to be more ruthless.

Shiva's lips turned white with anger, and he shouted sternly: "Evil Dragon Saint King, who are you? How can your clone use such low-level means? Compete with magical powers and spells, compete with magical powers and spells, you are just fighting like this.

You have lost the face of the Eastern Immortal!"

Gu Xiechen looked at Shiva as if he were a country bumpkin, and he asked calmly: "Supernatural magic? Don't you know that there is a magical method called 'body cultivation'? You have to use magic to be considered an immortal? How about defeating the Buddha in a fight?"

Erlang Zhenjun and the others are not considered immortals?"

In line with Gu Xiechen's rhetorical question, Yang Jian and Monkey walked out of the purple mist rushing out from Gu Xiechen's head. The two looked at Shiva coldly and sneered, and Monkey even waved his hand and used Chaos.

A stick made with one dollar of heavy gold.

Shiva shut his mouth. He despised Fire Crow's indiscriminate fighting tactics, but the physical cultivation method was indeed an orthodox inheritance of Eastern Taoism and even Western Buddhism. He couldn't tell lies and said Fire Crow could fight like this.

How can you be so treasonous and ungrateful?

But Fire Crow and Rudra are both clones. If Fire Crow defeats Rudra so easily, Shiva's face will be lost.

After pondering for a moment, Shiva shouted in a sinister voice: "Rudra, the twin gods!"

Just then, Rudra looked up to the sky and roared, and a new body suddenly grew on the side of his head that had been pecked to pieces. He had two legs, two arms, and a body, which looked like two

Two identical Rudras were placed back to back. Their bodies were tightly integrated from the neck to the tailbone, and the two bodies shared a common spine.

The newly born body held a medicine bowl in its left hand and a wooden staff in its right hand. The newly born head muttered a few spells, waved the medicine bowl in its hand, and a thick green liquid sprayed out.

It came out and instantly filled Rudra's body.

The wooden stick in his right hand also emitted a green light, which also shone on Rudra's body.

Rudra's body, which was scratched to pieces by the fire crow, healed quickly, and the lost flesh, flesh and body parts grew back in the blink of an eye. The seriously injured Rudra instantly recovered all his energy and energy, and he roared happily.

, punched out with both fists, and the black flames on the fists rotated wildly, like two drills hitting the Fire Crow's body, causing the Fire Crow's hair to fly around, and large sparks splashing on its skin.

The fire crow looked at Rudra sarcastically. He suddenly uttered human words and said with a sarcastic smile: "Silly, are you giving me a massage?"

Rudra was stunned, staring at the Fire Crow for a long time and speechless. He had exhausted all his strength, but he still couldn't break the Fire Crow's body. Isn't this too outrageous? This three-legged flat-haired beast

What did you eat to grow up? How can you have such a strong body?

The Fire Crow didn't give him a chance to be dazed, and quickly scratched Rudra's body with three claws, instantly grabbing out the four eyeballs on his two heads, and at the same time, he clawed the piece of flesh under his newborn body.

Caught it.

Rudra screamed in pain, and the reborn body hurriedly waved the medicine bowl and wooden staff, and once again sprinkled green medicinal juice and spiritual light to heal his body. Speaking of which, Rudra's healing power was greater than his destructive power.

Much more powerful, the huge damage caused by the Fire Crow was repaired by him in the blink of an eye.

The Fire Crow was furious. He raised his wings and waved hard, and his body quickly expanded to the size of a thousand miles. Golden flames all over his body rose into the sky, and golden firelight that was thousands of miles high shone in all directions. The dazzling firelight and the overwhelming heat wave made people feel sad.

Shiva couldn't help but change his face with horror.

A cry rose into the sky, and the three claws of the fire crow tightly grabbed Rudra's body and pushed it to both sides. Rudra let out a miserable howl, and his body was torn into two pieces alive.

, a large amount of blood sprayed out in all directions like raindrops, but it was completely burned by the heavenly fire on the Fire Crow's body.

Shiva's face finally became extremely ugly. With a finger, an invisible force roared towards the Fire Crow.

The Fire Crow was caught off guard and was blown into the air by the extremely sharp force that was like an arrow. His body was blown tens of thousands of miles uncontrollably. His huge body kept rolling in the void, with large feathers mixed with it.

A large amount of blood spurted out, and the invisible force shot out a bloody hole in Fire Crow's chest that was about ten feet in diameter and dozens of miles deep, almost piercing through his body.

Monkey, who had long been unable to restrain his anger, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Great God, you are also a well-known figure in Buddhism, and you actually attack me secretly?"

In the thousandth of an instant before the monkey looked up to the sky and roared, the monkey's arms suddenly became much longer. He picked up the new stick that had taken the boss over a hundred years of hard work to make, and the first stick had already hit him.

On Shiva's forehead.

Tit for retaliation, Shiva sneaks up on the fire crow, and the monkey sneaks up on Shiva. However, the monkey is extremely cunning and makes it clear that he is attacking people sneakily. He also makes a face like "I am very bright and it was you who broke the rules first."

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The newly refined stick by Monkey used up the heavy amount of Chaos One Yuan that Gu Xiechen collected from the chaotic space. The weight of this stick is ten thousand times heavier than the Sangmen stick he chopped off by the Great Wheel King.

, If Monkey hadn't made great progress in his magical power through hard training for more than a hundred years, he really wouldn't be able to lift this stick with his previous skills.

With a blow from the stick, a small piece of hair on Shiva's head suddenly shattered, revealing a large piece of bare scalp. The stick was still several feet away from Shiva's scalp, and a small piece of skin on Shiva's head had collapsed downwards.

, his skull already showed signs of shattering.

Chaos One Yuan Heavy Gold is known as Evil Gold, and it is the most evil Chaos material in the world. Ordinary immortals may physically perish or even be beaten to pieces by just a slight touch of Evil Gold. A long stick like a monkey is made entirely of Evil Gold. This is so powerful.

It has simply reached the point of being completely heartless and inhumane.

With a stick strike, the monkey's stick technique built in to seal the space and freeze time was naturally activated. The dignified Shiva's body suddenly stagnated. Of course, his body could not move, and even the reaction speed of his spiritual thoughts was instantly blocked.

Slowed down tens of thousands of times.

Just as the stick was about to hit Shiva's head, a battle ax with an ivory handle suddenly poked out from the side, and an alien with an elephant head and a fair and fat body struck heavily with the ax head.

monkey on a stick.

The power of this ax was actually very strong. The monkey's long stick was suddenly shaken by the split, and the skin on the monkey's palm was cracked by the shock. The long stick grazed Shiva's shoulder diagonally and struck down, only to bring it down.

The wind from the stick actually fell on Shiva's arm. As a result, just one wind from the stick tore apart Shiva's arm muscles. A long strip of muscle shattered open, revealing his pale golden body wrapped in black flames.

skeleton.

The monkey's stick failed, and he couldn't help but roared angrily at the elephant-headed man: "Ganesha, what does it have to do with you that Grandpa Sun beats Shiva?"

The elephant-headed man Ganesha rolled his eyes in anger, his long nose kept rolling, and he blew out a long breath from time to time. Shiva is the biological father of the elephant-headed god Ganesha. The monkey almost killed Shiva with a stick from a sneak attack.

It would be a shame if Nesh didn't help.

With a cold snort, Ganesha rolled his strange eyes and swung his ax at the monkey repeatedly. Ganesha's magical power was really powerful, but he and the monkey were a good rival. The two clashed head-on.

After one round, it rolled and hit a long distance, until the nearby stars were shattered, and the sky was filled with the sweeping shadows of axes and sticks.

However, it was obvious that Ganesha's battle ax, which was said to be forged by all the gods jointly, was not as ferocious and vicious as the monkey's stick. The stick was made of pure evil gold and was smashed and knocked around, until Ganesha's battle ax was beaten.

Sparks flew from the ax, and gaps, large and small, kept appearing on the ax head.

Ganesha's face became extremely ugly and embarrassed. He struggled with the monkey while wielding an increasingly lighter axe. He kept pinching the seals with his left hand in an attempt to attack the monkey with magic. But the monkey was the shrewdest.

Seeing Ganesha secretly casting a curse with his left hand, he immediately shook his body, and three long hairs flew out from the tip of his tail, turning into three monkeys and raising sticks, and smashed them at Ganesha.

The frequency and strength of the attacks suddenly increased threefold. Ganesha didn't even have time to take a breath. Where could he have the power to choke?

With the help of his son, Shiva escaped from the catastrophe, and he suddenly broke out in a large amount of cold sweat. He looked at the monkey angrily, gritting his teeth fiercely, and his hair stood up one by one in anger--what is the identity of the monkey?

The Buddhist giant defeated the Buddha in a fight, and he was a Buddhist giant who had attained righteousness, but he could actually beat him behind his back. The world is really full of bad people, and these people have become bad.

Just as he was trying to figure out how to make a quick calculation on the monkey, Shiva's eyes suddenly lit up, and a blade of light was less than two inches away from his neck.

The cold air from the light of the sword had already broken the hairs on Shiva's neck one by one. Only then did Yang Jian's slow voice reach Shiva's ears: "Great God of Freedom? I, Yang Jian, am going to chop your neck!"

Sneak attack, sneak attack again, Yang Jian, the most arrogant god of war in the three realms, actually learned how to sneak attack!

Shiva looked at the flash of a sword less than two inches away from him in horror. An eye suddenly appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, and a large flame carrying destructive energy rushed up from the top of his head. Shiva was ready to sacrifice a head, using his best strength.

Qiang Spell and Yang Jian fight to the death.

Fortunately, Shiva has more than one good son.

A vajra was thrust out from the thorn, and an unusually handsome young god wearing golden armor with a face like a full moon rushed out from behind Shiva. He flicked the vajra away from Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword.

He smiled very reservedly and said: "Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun? I am Karthikeye. It is said that you are known as the first god of war in the three realms?"

Yang Jian felt his wrist feel sore, and the three-pointed, two-edged knife flew up several inches uncontrollably, almost flying past Shiva's scalp.

Looking coldly at the young golden-armored god, Yang Jian sneered: "Are you Karthikeye, who is known as the God of War? Well, you are the God of War, and I am also the God of War. Let's see who is more worthy of the name!"

The long knife shook. Yang Jian held the handle of the knife with his left hand and dragged it back. He made a fist with his right hand and punched Karthikeye in the chest.

Karthikeye also held the handle of the Vajra with his left hand and waved it casually, and punched Yang Jian straight in the face with his right fist.

The two heavy punches collided with each other cleverly. Karthikeye's fist was as powerful as a heavy cannon. One punch contained the power of hundreds of dragons and hundreds of elephants. There was a faint golden light flashing in the jade-white fist, like a muffled thunder.

It hit Yang Jian's fist.

Yang Jian's fist strength is also as powerful as a mountain collapse, and the power of one punch is comparable to the collective strength of thousands of ordinary warriors of the gods. Moreover, Yang Jian's fist strength comes one after another, just like the tide of the Qiantang River.

The power is always eighty-nine-seven times that of the previous punch. With only thirteen punches blasted out, Karthikaye's face turned pale and he could not withstand Yang Jian's 'Eight-Nine Fist Wave Power' derived from the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong.

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With a 'clack' sound, the fourteenth punch in Yang Jian's fist shattered Karthikeye's punch, shattering the golden light ejected from his fingers, and then the fifteenth punch moved to the fifty-sixth

The power of the fist roared in and turned into an unstoppable torrent that smashed Karthikeye's fist, shattered his arm bones, smashed his golden armor with one punch, and turned into a dragon-shaped golden light that blasted into Karl

Tikaye's right breast.

The golden light whizzed through his body, and a transparent hole as thick as a bowl was blasted out of Karthikeye's right chest. The remaining force of the fist flowed wildly inside his body, shaking Kartikeye's figure greatly, and his whole body was golden.

The armor was shattered inch by inch.

A blood arrow spurted out from the seven orifices, and Karthikeye screamed and flew back.

Yang Jian shook his right fist in dissatisfaction. He raised his head and said in an extremely cold voice: "It's a pity that my magical power has not been restored, and my fist strength is only at the level of seven or eight. If it reaches the level of eight or nine, the eight or nine mysterious skills have reached the highest level.

I’ll kill you, this so-called ‘god of war’, with just one punch!”
To be continued...
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