Wang Tiezhu did not take a step back, he continued to punch the second time.
"Bang, bang," the two of them struck each other with each move, causing sparks to collide and making a deafening sound!
It made the ears of the people around them hurt, and made those watching the battle in the dark stunned. The fighting power of these two people was so terrifying that they were all shocked!
The two of them were fighting together, and for a while they couldn't tell the winner, and neither could do anything to the other.
Wang Tiezhu looked at Mo Si and said: "Mo Si, if you have any other trump cards, just show them, don't waste time!"
"Arrogant!"
Mo Si said, he raised the spear in his hand again and stabbed Wang Tiezhu.
"Humph, this is called confidence."
Wang Tiezhu shouted coldly. Not to be outdone, he raised his arms again and faced the magic sickle.
This time, Wang Tiezhu's fist was glowing with purple thunder, and his fist was wrapped with streaks of purple thunder and lightning. He was activating these thunders, and he wanted to use the power of thunder and lightning to completely destroy the dark energy on the magic sickle spear.
"boom."
Wang Tiezhu punched down and collided with the spear head of the magic sickle. He felt the terrifying power coming from the opponent's spear. Thunder exploded on his fist, making a crackling sound, but he did not take a step back.
Wang Tiezhu stood tall, his eyes sharp, staring at the magic sickle.
He felt that the strength of the Demon Scythe was superior to his, but he was not afraid, because his fist contained the power of thunder, and he had an advantage against the opponent's spear head.
"This is impossible, how can you resist my spear?!"
Mo Si was shocked. He did not expect Wang Tiezhu to be able to shake his own spearhead. It contained the dark energy of the demon cultivator and could swallow up power and aura. However, it was completely blocked by Wang Tiezhu's fist. This shocked him and was difficult to accept.
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"You don't know too much."
Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly, punched out again, and struck with the opponent.
The magic sickle temporarily put away the spear. Since the dark energy on the spear was ineffective, it would be simpler and more direct to kill the opponent directly with fists!
"Bang bang bang..."
The two kept fighting, and brilliant brilliance and roaring sounds burst out from their fists.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
Wang Tiezhu and Demon Sickle kept fighting against each other, punching out with both fists. Every collision carried terrifying power. Both of them suffered a bit. There were scars of different depths on their fists.
Stop the drip and let the blood flow out.
However, neither of them took a step back. They were both very determined and did not take a step back.
"The power of these two people is too strong, and their physical defense is too terrifying!"
In the distance, someone exclaimed.
At this moment, Mo Si looked at Wang Tiezhu with extremely serious eyes.
Although he was a demon cultivator and even had a trace of demon blood, he still underestimated Wang Tiezhu's power. Wang Tiezhu's physical body was so powerful that it was unbelievable, which horrified him.
"Who are you, and how can you possess such terrifying physical power? Not even a demon cultivator can do this!"
Mo Si asked, his heart shocked to the extreme.
Wang Tiezhu looked at the other party and said indifferently: "You can't control it!"
Hearing the words, Mo Si's eyes flickered. He knew that he had met a strong enemy today. The opponent possessed powerful physical power. This surprised him. He did not expect that besides the demon cultivator, there was such a person in the ancient tribe.
A monk with incredible talent, in the middle stage of the True Realm, can have such a powerful body.
"kill!"
The demon sickle roared, swung the spear in his hand again, and charged towards Wang Tiezhu.
"Bang bang bang..."
Wang Tiezhu waved his fists and kept banging them together. Purple thunder burst out from Wang Tiezhu's fists. A series of terrifying thunder beams bloomed and bombarded the opponent, making a series of roars.
Afterwards, the two of them retreated hundreds of meters away, each looking at the other in shock. Neither of them expected that the other's strength was so terrifying.
"I admit that you are very powerful, but if you want to kill me, you can't do it yet."
Wang Tiezhu shouted coldly and looked at the magic sickle.
"Don't be so self-righteous, this is just a warm-up!"
The magic sickle stared at Wang Tiezhu coldly, his eyes were cold, and a terrifying aura emitted from his body filled the air.
Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly: "Do you think I'm not just warming up?"
Whizzing!
The Demon Scythe and Wang Tiezhu shot out again and faced each other again. Their powers collided, and the roaring sound was deafening.
The surrounding space is somewhat distorted, and the surrounding earth is shaking.
The crowd around looked at the two people. They could see that Wang Tiezhu and Mo Si were indeed on a different level in terms of their realms, but they were able to compete on equal footing, which was incredible. You must know that Mo Si was the leader among demon cultivators.
ah!
"It's over!"
Demon Scythe shouted, and once again waved the spear in his hand to stab Wang Tiezhu fiercely. The spear carried a terrifying aura and penetrated directly into the void. With a terrifying killing aura, it tore the sky and pierced through.
Down.
The spear was entangled with a terrifying killing power, and contained a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate.
The power of this shot is very terrifying. Once it falls, it is enough to penetrate the mountain peak.
Yes, the Demon Scythe put away the dark power, activated the power of the spear, and planned to break it with force and directly kill Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu also sensed the terror of this force, his eyes were extremely solemn. He knew that he could not resist this shot, otherwise he would be defeated.
Therefore, the power of thunder and lightning burst out from under his feet, and he teleported to avoid it. At the same time, he blasted out a palm and turned into a huge palm, hitting the magic sickle. This palm contained the power of thunder and lightning.
The move is the Thunder Palm Seal.
"snort!"
Demon Scythe snorted coldly. He did not dodge. Instead, he held a long spear and shot at Wang Tiezhu. The head of the spear carried terrifying power and shattered the terrifying palm print.
Wang Tiezhu's palm print was shattered, but it didn't matter. There was a Dragon Sword in Wang Tiezhu's hand, and the long sword in his hand was swung out with extremely sharp power!
"go to hell!"
Wang Tiezhu shouted loudly, and swung the Dragon Sword in his hand to slash away. The blade of the sword, with the power of purple thunder, slashed down hard, struck at the gun, and collided with the gun.
"boom!"
Two terrifying forces exploded, and the shock wave produced uprooted the big trees and shattered the hard rocks into pieces.
A strong wind roared in, blowing dust all over the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a sword energy bombarded the Demon Sickle's chest, blasting him away. The armor on his body was also shattered, with terrifying cracks appearing.
"Damn it!"
Demon Scythe cursed loudly and felt bursts of severe pain in his chest, which made him frown.
