"It was just a side dish, now is the main show!" Although he was very energetic in his heart, on the surface Chen Dasheng smiled indifferently, pointed at Yamata no Orochi from afar with the immortal stick, and responded with the same contemptuous expression,
The styling is enough.
"Oh, they all say that Chinese people are arrogant. When I saw it today, it turned out to be true. Even the little Wuzong dares to say such nonsense. Since you want to die, I will help you!"
Yamata no Orochi smiled coldly, the stronger the opponent, the happier he would be, because for him, the flesh and blood of the strong is more beneficial to his recovery of strength.
He stretched his right hand forward, and a long and narrow sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The sword's blade shone with cold light, revealing an extremely cold aura. The Yamata-no-Orochi caressed the sword's blade.
"This sword is called the Sword of Aman Congun. It was made by Susano-o who chopped off my old tail!"
The Sword of Amancongyun, also known as the Kusanagi Sword, is said to be one of the three great artifacts in Japan. After the Yamata no Orochi broke through the seal, it followed the guidance of its bloodline and found the sword back. Although it took more than two thousand years
, he has grown a tail again, this sword also has a deep meaning to him, it represents not only shame, but also endless hatred for the gods and mortals.
When Chen Dasheng heard this, he also raised the immortal stick in his hand, "This is the toothpick I use to pick my teeth. It's enough to kill you, a little snake!"
"Young man, you will pay the price of death for your arrogance!" Yamata no Orochi looked at the stick in Chen Dasheng's hand. It was such a big stick, used to pick teeth. Did he think it was a dinosaur? He was obviously mocking himself.
"If you want to fight, just fight. Where did all the nonsense come from?" Chen Dasheng said without saying anything. Facing a powerful opponent, it was better to strike first. He jumped into the air and blasted towards the Yamata no Orochi with a stick.
Facing Chen Dasheng's overwhelming attack, how could Yamata-no-Orochi, who had already been attacked once, be fooled for the second time? He waved his long sword and fought with Chen Dasheng.
"Dang Dang Dang..."
The sky was filled with the shadows of swords and sticks. The two figures moved rapidly, sometimes appearing in the east and sometimes in the west, just like two phantoms.
Every time the stick tips met, the remaining power caused explosions again and again. The rocks collapsed, water splashed, and the vegetation on the island fell one after another. It was like a battle between gods, and the nine heavens were furious.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the swords and sticks collided. There was a dazzling electric light, and the remaining power stirred up dust several feet high. The whole ground shook, as if an earthquake had struck again.
He flew back tens of meters and broke away from the battle circle. The hand holding the Great Immortal Stick was trembling slightly and his arms were numb. Chen Dasheng, who has always been very confident in his strength. At this moment, he felt that he had met his opponent, and it seemed that this opponent
His strength is not weaker than his own. In other words, it is much stronger than his own.
Yamata no Orochi stands with his sword, and it seems that he is indeed much more relaxed than Chen Dasheng. After all, he was once a strong man in the late stage of Demon Immortal. Although his strength has been reduced a lot now, it is still very easy to master the power of the Three Immortals and Five Immortals. He just completed it.
He was just teasing Chen Dasheng, wanting to see how strong this Chinese boy who seemed to be only at the Wuzong realm was before killing Chen Dasheng.
The peak strength should be around the power of the Seven Saints. He stared at Chen Dasheng, who was slightly out of breath. He had obviously used all his strength. Yamata no Orochi's eyes were full of surprise. In his memory, at Chen Dasheng's level, he could exert
It is very rare to have the power of one saint, but Chen Dasheng can actually exert the power of seven saints!
Yamata no Orochi can't believe his eyes. Although this power is nothing to him, for a young warrior in the martial arts realm, it is completely unimaginable. Generally, warriors who have just entered the martial arts realm
, it is difficult to control such a powerful force.
"Haha, it's getting more and more interesting!" Yamata no Orochi licked his lips bloodthirstyly. In his eyes, Chen Dasheng seemed like a pot of rare delicacies, "But, young man, if you only have this little power, that one
I'm sorry!"
"Roar!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yamata no Orochi sheathed the sword of Tiancongyun, looked up to the sky and roared wildly, his whole body suddenly swelled, and instantly transformed into his original shape.
It has eight heads and one tail, a hundred meters long, like an ancient dragon. Its huge body almost covers a quarter of the entire island, and its tail extends long into the dark and cold sea water.
The belly seemed to be rotten, with bright red blood-like liquid dripping down continuously. The liquid dripped onto the sea water, and the sea water seemed to be boiling. White smoke suddenly appeared and fell on the ground of the island.
, as soon as the ground comes into contact with the liquid, it instantly turns into scorched earth.
poison!
Chen Dasheng could only think of this word.
"Roar!"
The eight heads raised their heads to the sky and roared wildly at the same time, just like the wrath of the gods and the thunder in the sky. It shook people's hearts and made their eardrums hurt. The huge pressure of the momentum was enough to make anyone tremble.
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the moonlight pours down. The huge body of Yamata no Orochi, with its back leaning against the moon, and its eight heads roaring unbridled under the moonlight, are like the arrival of a demon.
"Haha, boy, are you stupid? Didn't you say you wanted to kill me? If you didn't have that ability, you would be eaten by me soon!" The eight heads shouted at Chen Dasheng in unison, which sounded like
The accent made it even more terrifying, "It's a pity that your body is too small. It's not big enough for me to fit between my teeth. However, considering that your strength is pretty good, I'll be a little aggrieved and let you give it to me."
Just stuff it between your teeth. Seeing as you are only in your twenties and you can cultivate to this level, it seems that there are quite a few masters in China. After I eat you, I will go to China and let those masters come to my stomach.
Can I meet you here?"
"Hmph, do you think I'm small? Then I'll make it a little bigger and see if you can swallow it, be careful not to overeat!" Sensing the powerful aura of Yamata-no-Orochi, Chen Dasheng no longer held back and immediately showed himself like a giant.
The body suddenly climbed up, growing into a towering giant more than seventy meters tall in a matter of breaths.
"If you have the ability, come and eat me!"
Chen Dasheng stood with a staff, his eyes like pools of water staring intently at Yamata no Orochi, who was already stunned by his transformation.
Is it a Taoist supernatural power? It doesn’t look like it!
Chen Dasheng's change obviously shocked Yamata no Orochi, "Boy, who are you?"
"Ask Yama King!" Chen Dasheng shouted coldly, and pressed towards the Yamata-no-Orochi with overwhelming force. The long stick in his hand was like a pillar of heaven, hitting the chest and abdomen of the Yamata-no-Orochi.
The Yamata-no-Orochi woke up, and faced such an offensive, he did not dare to neglect. He bowed his chest and abdomen, barely avoiding the Great Immortal Stick, and swung his long tail directly towards Chen Dasheng.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and the power of the three immortals was actually whipped away by the Yamata no Orochi's tail.
The speed was so fast that Chen Dasheng's stick was so powerful that he had no time to react. This time he was slapped hard, and his giant body suffered another setback.
The power of Yamata no Orochi has completely surpassed Chen Dasheng's power. The demon immortal is the demon immortal. Even the demon immortal with reduced strength is not something he can compete with now. The strength just shown by that move
, Yamata no Orochi's power is at least twice as strong as his own.
The ground shook violently, and Chen Dasheng's huge body fell directly into the jungle on the island. A hill more than 40 meters high was directly crushed by Chen Dasheng.
The Yamata no Orochi swam over excitedly, its sixteen eyes blooming with extremely exciting and fanatical light. Who would have thought that this boy with an unimpressive appearance could have such a powerful power. If he refined his flesh and blood, his own skills would
I'm afraid it can return to its heyday.
"Haha, God really treats me well. I have just broken out of the seal, and someone has come all the way to bring me such delicious food. Boy, save your life. When I refine your flesh and blood, I will definitely give you a stick of incense sooner or later.
I will worship you!" The eight heads looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. With that blow just now, he crushed Chen Dasheng with an absolute advantage in strength. At this time, Chen Dasheng was already lying on the ground vomiting blood and was basically unable to move.
The giant's body was severely injured. Chen Dasheng covered his left chest with one hand. Although he was protected by the white cloud immortal robe, the violence of the Yamata no Orochi just now also penetrated into his body. His spiritual consciousness could see that there were two sticks on his left chest.
The ribs were broken, and the bones were inserted into the lungs. What was even more dangerous was that one of the ribs was almost inserted into the heart. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!