Chen Xuanzang was hit by the air wave again and flew up. He felt his stomach was churning, his internal organs were misplaced, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
But he felt extremely bitter in his heart.
Sun Wukong was released by him, and he just broke a lotus flower.
Originally, he was supposed to be insulted and die by the other party, but he never expected that Wang Jian, who had had conflicts with him before, saved him.
Things are impermanent!
But soon, Chen Xuanzang no longer thought about these things.
Because the air wave generated by the bombardment between the two was too strong, he, a monk who knew nothing, was not only shocked by the air wave that his internal organs were dislocated, but also suffered extremely serious internal injuries.
Even his body was tumbling due to the air waves, and he was about to fly off the cliff and fall down.
He was thrown down the mountain by Sun Wukong before. The opponent wanted to play with him, so he quickly caught him and stopped him abruptly.
But now, Sun Wukong is attracted to Wang Jian, and both of them start to fight. How can they control him?
Chen Xuanzang immediately panicked, but he had been seriously injured before, and now he was more injured. He was already desperate, and his expression gradually calmed down.
But when the figure was about to fly off the cliff, unexpectedly, a figure appeared behind him, hugging him and falling to the ground.
Chen Xuanzang was a little panicked when he smelled the smell to confirm who was coming.
"Let's go, it's dangerous here."
"No, these guys hurt you so badly, how can you let them go?"
Chen Xuanzang was speechless and pulled her to stop Duan Xiaoxiao from rushing forward.
He was seriously injured, but Duan Xiaoxiao didn't want to hurt him again, so a stalemate formed.
At this moment, Wang Jian stared at Sun Wukong rushing over, feeling extremely shocked.
In the movie, the opponent's speed doesn't look very fast.
But the figure that rushed towards him in the turbulence of the air was almost reaching its limit.
This is still blocked by the air wave, and the resistance when breaking through is greater. If not, the speed may have to be accelerated.
A punch was thrown out, and the two fists were fired with full force. The true energy was condensed on the fist, and the power of ice was confronting the fiery breath.
boom!
Sun Wukong also punched, and his fists collided. Wang Jian's fist was bigger, but the power was incomparable.
Just one golden hoop weighs 13,500 kilograms, but in total it is only a little over six tons.
In fact, it is not heavy at all. Wang Jian can now pick it up and play with it casually.
But the weights of different worlds are not calculated in this way, and the weights of mortals and immortals cannot be calculated together.
The most important point is that the so-called thirteen thousand five hundred catties is not a number, but a philosophical aspect.
It is recorded in some Taoist and Buddhist scriptures that the human body breathes 13,500 times a day and night.
It doesn't matter how much it weighs, if you use such a weapon to hit people, it will always be harmful.
Sun Wukong's power is naturally not bad, and Wang Jian feels that the other party is the most powerful being he has ever encountered.
His terrifying strength exceeding eighty tons, combined with his true energy and fist intention, was actually directly destroyed.
The terrifying force spread all over the body along his right arm, and the skin was torn open with countless tiny wounds, dripping with blood.
As he retreated violently, he also saw Sun Wukong's retreating figure.
It was only three steps, but even so, it made him extremely excited.
Regardless of whether the other party is a copycat, he is still Sun Wukong.
Moreover, this situation is enough to show that his attack is not ineffective and the opponent's consent is not invincible.
Thinking of this, my heart was full of fighting spirit. As soon as I landed on the ground, I didn't care about the broken wounds everywhere on my body. I stepped on it and my figure suddenly rose.
The strong wind roared, and the Wind God's legs were blown downstairs, carrying countless strong winds and gravel towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong shouted low, his short figure flashed with lightning, and he instantly faced Wang Jian.
He obviously also likes such head-to-head battles. Wang Jian's kind of battle that relies on physical body and true energy to resist is what he likes best.
So he ignored Chen Xuanzang and directly targeted Wang Jian.
Wang Jian kicked violently with both legs, and switched fists and palms with both hands. Sun Wukong's fists were also not weak, and both sides attacked crazily.
Every collision caused a harsh air explosion, like thunder.
The silver moonlight in the sky also changed crazily due to the celestial phenomena. Faintly, there was the majestic figure sitting on the throne, confronting the demon ape who dominated the world.
The full moon is in the middle, like a referee.
Boom boom boom!
Air explosions roared one after another, and the two figures quickly retreated.
One of the short ones stood up quickly, with a monkey face, staring ahead strangely.
The other one hit the stone wall directly, creating a huge hole.
Within two seconds, a figure covered in blood walked out.
"Wang Jian, right? I remember you!"
"That's really an honor for me, but Demon King, I'm really disappointed with your strength. Back then you were wreaking havoc in heaven, is this all you have now?"
Respect is respect. Since we have become an opponent, we will naturally go all out.
At this moment, Wang Jian was in an extremely miserable state, with blood all over her body and numerous wounds. She was extremely miserable.
These are the disparities in strength between the two sides, but thanks to his strong enough physique, he could bear it forcefully. Only these wounds looked terrible.
If it had been anyone else, it might have been useless long ago.
But the more this happened, the more fighting spirit he felt in his heart.
I could feel the endless fighting spirit boiling in my chest, wishing I could blow up the monkey in front of me.
Now that he is an opponent, his tone will naturally not be the same as before.
After hearing this, Sun Wukong's face became ferocious: "I don't know what it means, so I'll beat you to death."
boom!
The ground beneath his feet cracked, forming a large crater, but his figure was like a sharp arrow, shooting at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy from the sky surged in. Behind him, the image of the throne became clearer and clearer, and the terrifying aura was also rising.
"Demon King, take one punch from me, and the imperial fist will conquer the world!"
Wushuang's momentum was boiling. With this punch, the air in front of him was blown away. There was a loud sound and everything was silent.
An invisible yet qualitative wave was spreading, and wherever it passed, the rocks turned into powder.
You must know that these rocks were created by the Tathagata to suppress Sun Wukong, and the spiritual energy gathered over the years, and the Tathagata even arranged a back-up here.
After five hundred years of spiritual energy washing, it has long been several times stronger than ordinary stones.
In Wang Jian's punch, the true energy, blood, and fist intention were extremely condensed, and no external force was leaked.
Even so, the mere movement of the fist caused such terrifying destructive power, which shows how powerful this punch is.
The moment his fist exploded, Wang Jian's heart was filled with emptiness, and his gun intention and fist intention sprouted and grew like seeds.
I don't know if the effect of the Heaven and Man Unity Technique has not passed yet. In an instant, his fist became stronger and the air pressure above it became more terrifying.
But it was a two-point fist intention. In this fierce battle, my heart was so wild that I unconsciously broke through to three points.
Wang Jian was not surprised at all, as if he had been prepared for it.
This is natural, fighting is the greatest catalyst for warriors.
Otherwise, he would only risk his life to fight with Sun Wukong if he has a brain twitch. (To be continued)