After visiting Sun Wukong again, Lin Heng left two monkeys to take care of him, and then headed west alone. The five hundred years are almost over, and the day before Sun Wukong will escape is also approaching. What should he do?
Lin Heng thought and frowned slightly.
Does he have a place in Journey to the West? His master is not Tang Sanzang, but Subhuti. How can he gain merit without joining Journey to the West? It seems that the best way for Lin Heng is to be like those gods and gods, and go around to rescue him, but how?
Getting Sun Wukong to ask for help is a problem.
"I have a headache!" Lin Heng patted his head and was speechless.
"Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. It's better not to think about these things." As high as the sky, Lin Heng found that Xiniu Hezhou's evil spirit was soaring into the sky, and he felt a little happy. He knew that these must be those great gods.
They started to take action. Otherwise, why would the demon clan who had been hiding be so arrogant? The key is that the great gods sent their servants out and aroused the demon clan forces here. "But Nuwa doesn't care about it? She is a saint of the demon clan.
Somewhat unqualified."
Lin Heng also thought that something was wrong, but he didn't know what the saints were thinking. In terms of strength, Nuwa naturally did not dare to go against the four saints, but was it right to watch the monsters die?
Isn't she afraid that the demon clan won't recognize her as a saint?
"You can't guess a woman's thoughts, and you can't guess a saint's thoughts either." Lin Heng shook his head again, and flew towards the Guanjiang estuary.
Erlang Shen, he has long wanted to see him, but he stole the Queen Mother's Three Light Divine Water last time, so he didn't dare to show his face. Now, he wants to learn from it. "Hei!" Lin Heng said with a proud smile.
On the river mouth, the momentum is overwhelming.
In the temple of Erlang Temple, the god general raised his head, and the three eyes on his forehead flashed with golden light. Lin Heng's figure was clearly seen by him. He frowned, and an indescribable emotion rose in his heart.
Lin Heng is a thong-armed ape. He was on par with Erlang Shen in the past and had almost the same tactics. He is also a thong-armed ape. The two of them naturally have similarities, but Erlang Shen can't see through the two entities. He just thinks it's weird.
.
He stood up with a solemn expression, stretched out his hand, and a three-pointed two-edged knife flew into his hand. The roaring dog took a look and barked, attracting the attention of the Six Saints of Meishan. They looked at Yang Jian. Yang Jian shook his head and said: "Outside
A master is here, I'm going to have a meeting with him for a while."
"Brother, do you want our help?"
"No need. This person's cultivation level is not weak. I've been itchy recently, so it's just the right time to go against him." Yang Jian smiled, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed into the sky. In the sky, Lin Heng kept watching Yang Jian, watching him come up.
, grinned and bared his teeth, and with one move of his hand, he took out the sky stick and pointed it at the flying Yang Jian.
"Who are you?" Yang Jian stood up majestic and imposing in the air. He was no worse than Lin Heng. The three eyes on his forehead were even more shining, making Lin Heng a little envious. His third glance
It is not an ordinary Heavenly Eye, but one trained by Yuanshi Tianzun. It is more powerful than the Heavenly Eye practiced by ordinary monks.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Heng said loudly: "My name is Lin Sheng, and I am Junior Brother Sun Wukong. I heard from Senior Brother that you are very powerful, and I came here today to ask for advice."
"Sun Houhou's junior brother..." Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, laughed loudly, and said: "Okay, okay, okay. Last time I fought with Sun Wukong, I was disturbed by someone, which was very unpleasant. Since you are his junior brother, you must also have real abilities.
.Today, we will compete."
"Exactly what I want!" Lin Heng also laughed, and his momentum became more and more vigorous. He held the sky stick in his hand, white light flashed on his body, and his silk monkey hair was rolled up, making him look like a fur ball. "Take the move!"
Lin Heng suddenly attacked, with an astonishing speed. He held the stick in the sky from a distance, and it hit Yang Jian in just a moment. Yang Jian was secretly surprised by Lin Heng's speed. He raised his hand and blocked the three-pointed two-edged sword in front of him, and fought with it.
Lin Heng's stick collided with the sky, making a clanging sound.
"Haha!" Lin Heng smiled and went faster. He flew around Yang Jian in an orderly manner, hitting Yang Jian with one stick after another. The huge force of the collision kept making a roaring sound, the surrounding spiritual energy vibrated, and the clouds scattered.
The overflowing energy made a dull sound when it hit the distant continent, which made the Six Saints of Meishan secretly frightened when they raised their heads to watch the battle.
"What a trick!" Yang Jian shouted in a low voice, and stabbed out the three-pointed two-edged knife quickly, but Lin Heng did not dodge, and smashed it down with the stick. The blade stabbed Lin Heng's hair, and a rebound force came out.
The force of the slip knocked the three-pointed two-edged sword crookedly, and Lin Heng's stick went straight down, which surprised Yang Jian secretly. He raised his left hand, the light of mana flickered, and there was a bang, and he borrowed the surge of strength
, his body flew back quickly, Lin Heng was blocked by him, his speed also slowed down, and he was unable to continue chasing.
Stopping, Yang Jian looked at Lin Heng's spherical figure and frowned slightly. The stabbing just now was slipped away. The reason must be that he was covered in hair. No wonder he had such a figure as soon as he came. It turned out that there were
This hand.
With a secret praise, Yang Jian was not to be outdone, and his speed increased, and he started a fierce battle with Lin Heng. The two collided again and again in the air, and in just the blink of an eye, they could collide seven or eight times, each time with a dull sound.
The sounds, combined together, were like thunder, earth-shattering.
During the fight, Yang Jian's weapon was slid away again. He secretly thought that something was wrong, and with a flash of golden light from his three eyes on his forehead, he fired a laser, which hit Lin Heng's hair and knocked him away. He was about to hit the target.
The stick facing the sky was separated because of this. He was shocked, knowing that it was Yang Jian's powerful Heavenly Eye that broke his hair. Looking down, he saw a black hole appeared in the middle of the hair in the distance, and the power inside it was also released.
Exhaling a breath, Lin Heng moved his body and the hole was filled up. However, the magical power was broken immediately and he would be at a disadvantage if he used it again. So, he put away all the hair on his body and stood in front of Yang Jian again.
"As expected of the Heavenly God of War, you really have two skills, but it's just that, you are no match for me." Lin Heng shouted coldly, and his eyes sparkled.
Yang Jian snorted coldly and said, "Everyone can tell lies. If you want to defeat me, you have to see if you have the ability." With a cold shout, Yang Jian stabbed his spear straight, like thunder and lightning, and suddenly rushed in front of Lin Heng.
He chuckled and tapped the stick towards the sky, hitting the tip of the three-pointed two-edged sword. With a clang, Lin Heng's long stick bent with force, and flicked hard, like a long snake circling, sliding from the grabbing pole.
Above. Yang Jian quickly turned sideways, swept across with his spear, and hit the stick. However, Lin Heng's long stick was soft and hard, and his strength was removed by Lin Heng with a shake. He took advantage of this to grab his weapon and fight back.
"Open!" The three-pointed and two-edged sword burst out with light, and its sharpness suddenly surged, forcing Lin Heng to take back the weapon and retreat. However, he was not the one to suffer. As soon as he turned around, the stick in his hand suddenly shot out.
Big, click on Yang Jian's right hand holding the soldier. With a snap, Yang Jian retracted his weapon, and Lin Heng's long stick was pointed at the barrel of the gun. He used the force to retreat, and the three-pointed two-edged sword was slashed horizontally, emitting condensed sword energy, and slashed Lin Heng vertically.
"Chaotic demon!" Lin Heng shouted coldly, without dodging or dodging, he jumped directly and slashed, cutting off Yang Jian's sword energy, and pressed towards Yang Jian unabated. At this time, Lin Heng's eyes were red, and his body was filled with murderous intent.
The man was like a mad man. Once the long stick in his hand was drawn out, he only attacked but never took it back. He was completely using his life to fight his life. His sudden move made Yang Jian a little panicked, so he had to resist again and again, and quickly retreated. The two of them walked together.
There were guns and sticks in front and behind, making it very lively.
Slowly, Yang Jian adapted to Lin Heng's crazy attacks, and his marksmanship became more and more methodical. However, Lin Heng somehow became weaker and weaker as he fought. Yang Jian also took this opportunity to fight back. But soon, he realized something was wrong, and his body
He quickly flew back, but at this moment Lin Heng raised his head, his eyes were filled with red light, his face was hideous and terrifying, he was as crazy as a demon.
"Throw the universe!" He shouted to the sky. The stick in Lin Heng's hand suddenly grew bigger. He was like a giant reaching the sky. He raised the stick and smashed it at an astonishing speed. The scope of this stick was so wide that it was so fast that it could not be tolerated.
Yang Jian dodged, but he had no time to accumulate strength if he wanted to resist, so he had to force himself to meet him. With a bang, the huge shadow of the stick completely overwhelmed Yang Jian, knocking him down from the sky and blasting him into the ground. The power of the stick in the sky did not stop.
, a sinkhole was blasted out of the earth, and Yang Jian himself was even smashed into the earth.
"Woof..." A dog barked, and the Roaring Sky Dog came instantly. He stood in the tiankeng and roared at Tian Chang. Then six figures quickly flew over and looked at Lin Heng in the sky warily. He snorted coldly and looked at Lin Heng.
Without moving from the sky, not long after, Yang Jian's figure flew out of the earth, and reappeared in front of everyone in an unusual embarrassment. At this time, Yang Jian's armor was broken, his hair was scattered, his skin turned a strange green-red color, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked more embarrassed than anyone else.
What an embarrassment. In all these years, he has never been in such an embarrassment since his debut. Naturally, he was angry and glared at Lin Heng angrily.
"Get away!" Yang Jian snorted and asked Roaring Sky Dog and Six Saints to retreat. Although they were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to disobey Yang Jian's order, so they had to retreat and leave the battlefield to the two of them again.
Yang Jian flew high into the sky again and looked at Lin Heng. The brilliance on his body flickered, and the green and red colors slowly receded. He said, "You are the first person to hurt me in so many years. I lost the move just now.
Let’s fight again.”
"Okay!" Lin Heng's eyes widened and he grinned. "This is the true nature of the God of War! Take the attack!" Lin Heng raised his stick to attack, and the two fought again. No one gave in, and they were inseparable again.
, but compared to Lin Heng, Yang Jian's movements were obviously slower. Lin Heng's blow just now was not that simple, and his injury was not a minor injury. It's just that Yang Jian is proud, how can he admit defeat?
The faster and longer the two of them fought, the more Yang Jian fell into a disadvantage, and Lin Heng did not hold back. He attacked vigorously again and again, each time blowing Yang Jian away and aggravating his injuries.
"Ah!" With a loud roar, Yang Jian's brilliance surged. Lin Heng was surprised by that high momentum. He stopped and looked at Yang Jian seriously. At this time, although Yang Jian's appearance did not change, his aura completely changed.
Not only was he stronger than before, but his fighting spirit was also at its peak. What surprised Lin Heng the most was that the wounds on his body seemed to be gone?
