As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Dasheng's face trembled, he stood up suddenly, looked at the divine light, and said in disbelief, "You, you are the Yamata-no-Orochi?"
"Hahaha……"
When the old man heard the words, he burst out laughing. The laughter echoed in this dead sea, sounding so terrifying and scary, "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, why did you expose it so early? Alas, Wan
I never expected that after two thousand years, the gods have long since fallen, but the losers in the battle between gods and demons have survived. In this world, how thin is the energy of heaven and earth?"
The old man was talking to himself, more like complaining.
Is this old man the legendary big demon Yamata no Orochi? Chen Dasheng is a little confused. Is this guy a psychopath? He tells his own story like an outsider. He has caused so much trouble and killed so many people.
He even ran back to the scene to watch!
"Forget it, it's getting late. I won't tell you any more. China is a good place. Once I've digested you, I'll go to China and have a good look. Now that the earth's energy is so thin, there won't be many experts in China.
Are you done?" The old man smiled faintly, stood up slowly, and spoke calmly, as if he was condemning Chen Dasheng to death.
Chen Dasheng's pupils shrank, and he could clearly feel that the old man had murderous intentions towards him. Immediately, a powerful aura burst out from the old man's body, overwhelmingly pressing towards him.
With his toes slightly on the ground, Chen Dasheng quickly flew back, left the reef, and stepped on the calm sea a hundred meters away.
"Huh? A little martial arts master can actually defeat my overwhelming momentum. Am I really old?" Surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.
Looking at the old man standing on the rocks from a distance, Chen Dasheng had a very solemn expression on his face and took out the Immortal Stick, vaguely on guard.
Yamata-no-Orochi was already in the late stage of the Demon Saint two thousand years ago. With his current strength, if he were in the late stage of the Demon Saint, he would still be somewhat sure that he would most likely only be crushed by the strong ones at the Demon Saint level.
However, just now I heard the old man say that his skill had only recovered a few levels, which gave Chen Dasheng a glimmer of hope.
Unexpectedly, there is such a level of existence in this world! The Great Immortal Stick in the palm of his hand has been stained with Chen Dasheng's sweat. It can be seen that Chen Dasheng is very nervous. At this time, no one can help him.
"It's ridiculous that a little martial artist dares to fight with me!" Looking at Chen Dasheng in front of him, a mocking smile flashed across Yamata no Orochi's face, "Forget it, I haven't used fists and kicks in more than two thousand years. I will play with you.
Let’s play!”
After saying this, the Yamata no Orochi stretched out its sleeves, and the strong wind brought up a huge wave. The wave, nearly ten meters high, was like a curtain wall. Against the tide, it headed towards Chen Dasheng. It was magnificent.
Chen Dasheng put his toes on the sea surface and flew into the air. He swung the immortal stick and split the waves in half.
There was a loud crash, and the waves spread to both sides, splashing water all over the sky. Chen Dasheng looked up and saw the Yamata-no-Orochi walking on the waves, swaying towards him.
Chen Dasheng gritted his teeth, turned around, and flew away directly. This place was close to the coast, and there were many rescue teams working nearby. If they were alerted, they would probably be reported directly tomorrow. If you want to fight, you should move to another place, and have a good time.
A fight.
"Want to escape?"
Yamata no Orochi didn't know Chen Dasheng's intention. Seeing Chen Dasheng fleeing quickly, he thought Chen Dasheng was scared. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately jumped into the air, swaying, and chased Chen Dasheng unhurriedly.
, it’s completely like a cat playing with a mouse.
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Galloping all the way, although Chen Dasheng was apprehensive, he was not afraid. The fighting consciousness of the giant spirit clan is deeply rooted, and he will become stronger when he encounters a strong one. The Yamata no Orochi is not so strong that he has no power to resist, so he uses the body of a giant,
He should also be able to fight.
After searching for a whole day, no one came out, but the real owner came to the door by himself. Chen Dasheng secretly cried out in sorrow. He traveled thousands of miles across the ocean, but he provoked a thousand-year-old monster. Although Chen Dasheng was prepared for it, he still couldn't.
Never thought it would be like this.
Looking back, Yamata no Orochi is chasing after him. It seems that this battle is inevitable. This guy has a reputation for being vicious. Chen Dasheng does not want to leave such a scourge in the world. If he can be killed, he must be eliminated.
, otherwise he would not be the only one threatening.
His eyes searched the sea, and in the darkness, a small island appeared in his sight. Chen Dasheng looked back and saw that Yamata no Orochi was already chasing him.
"This is it!"
It was already far away from the coast, and Chen Dasheng didn't want to continue flying, so he flew directly in the direction of the small island.
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In the darkness, the waves crashed against the rocks, making loud crashing noises and splashing water up to a height of 10 feet. The island was not big, only a few miles in diameter. The island was covered with vegetation, but there was no trace of human beings.
"Why didn't you run away?"
Not long after he landed, the voice of Yamata no Orochi came from behind, and the joking tone in his voice made Chen Dasheng feel very unhappy.
The Daxian stick hit the ground, and Chen Dasheng turned around, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to change to a place where no one will disturb me!"
"Well?"
A strange color flashed in Yamata no Orochi's eyes. From Chen Dasheng's eyes, he did not see the fear he imagined, but instead felt a strong fighting spirit.
Isn't this guy afraid of death? He's just a martial arts master, but he doesn't have the slightest fear when facing an opponent as powerful as himself. If it were anyone else, let alone facing him, I'm afraid he would wet his pants when he heard his name!
Divine consciousness instantly enveloped the entire island, and Yamata no Orochi felt relieved. Apart from some seabirds and small beasts, there were no masters hidden on the island!
"You chose a good cemetery for yourself, but it's useless. You are destined to be buried in my belly!" Yamata no Orochi grinned.
Chen Dasheng pointed his long stick, "It is still unclear who will win and who will lose. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Don't think too highly of yourself."
"It's like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!" Yamata no Orochi grinned, "You're not old, but your tone is not small, so let me learn your clever tricks!"
Before he finished speaking, Yamata no Orochi stepped out and appeared in front of Chen Dasheng in the next second. He punched Chen Dasheng in the chest with a straight hook.
There were bursts of explosions, and shining sparks burst out from the slightly thin fist. The violence contained in it can be imagined without having to experience it.
Chen Dasheng had been on guard for a long time, but he did not expect that the Yamata-no-Orochi would be so fast. He hurriedly took a step back, avoided the vital point, and hit the fist of the Yamata-no-Orochi with all his might.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
With a scream, Yamata-no-Orochi covered his fists and staggered back several steps, with a look of three-point pain and seven-point surprise on his calm face.
It was simply not a power that a warrior in the Wuzong realm could possess. Yamata no Orochi was very surprised. He had no expectations at all beforehand. He only thought that Chen Dasheng, like other warriors in the Wuzong realm, had enough power to kill him instantly.
However, I didn't expect to suffer a secret loss.
His physical strength is almost as strong as a magic weapon, but compared with treasures such as the Great Immortal Stick, it is still far behind. Compared with a fist and a stick, how can it be compared? The bones of his hand were directly blasted!
Chen Dasheng was also sent flying more than ten meters by the powerful reaction force. His right foot made a big hole in the soft ground before he managed to stabilize his body.
This is the consequence of despising your opponent. Seeing Yamata-no-Orochi holding his right hand, Chen Dasheng had a smile on his face. He no longer knows how many opponents have paid a heavy price for despising him. A strong man like Yamata-no-Orochi, too
It's inevitable to be fooled, and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger is quite effective most of the time.
"Young man, you surprised me!"
He squeezed his right hand with his left hand, and there was a crackle and crackle of bones. He pinched the broken bones back to their original positions. He clenched his right fist hard, and everything returned to rough shape. Yamata no Orochi looked at Chen Dasheng as if nothing was wrong.
