Taking care of Fangcun Mountain, the monkey worshiped the wrong teacher at the beginning!

Therefore, Sun Wukong knew very well that Yang Jian's move was just a show.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong collided again, and waves of terrifying power immediately swept in all directions, causing the void below to crack inch by inch, turning into countless fragments and flying around.

Looking at Yang Jian who collided with him again, Sun Wukong suddenly showed a sneer on his face, and secretly scolded his mother in his heart.

He never thought that Yang Jian could easily block his attack.

Although his strength is not comparable to the Supreme in the Three Realms, he is also an existence in the realm of the Daluo Jinxian. How could Yang Jian block him.

But the fact is so, Yang Jian was able to easily block his attack, which made him feel extremely aggrieved.

"Hmph, little bastard, since you want to die, then this king will fulfill you. I will cut your corpse into thousands of pieces today, so that you will never be reborn forever!"

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong's face was immediately filled with cold killing intent, his eyes also shot out a strong hostility, his body flickered, and his whole body instantly turned into a black shadow and shot towards Yang Jian.

Sun Wukong flickered and disappeared in place in an instant. The next moment, he appeared behind Yang Jian, and the golden cudgel in his hand smashed down towards Yang Jian with a terrifying force.

Sensing the terrifying threat coming from behind, Yang Jian turned around quickly, and the giant ax in his hand directly blocked Monkey King's attack.

"clang!"

There was a crisp impact sound, and the golden cudgel in Yang Jian's hand instantly flew upside down and landed on the ground. A strong shock force spread along the stick all over Yang Jian's body, almost failing to shake Yang Jian's tiger's mouth. broken.

"Damn it, this monkey head is really a monkey spirit!"

Feeling the terrifying power exerted by Monkey King, Yang Jian suddenly showed a horrified expression on his face, and a dignified expression on his face.

"Boom!"

Sun Wukong didn't give Yang Jian a chance to breathe at all, and once again mobilized all his power to attack Yang Jian, and the endless golden light was extremely dazzling, covering Yang Jian.

Seeing this, Yang Jian didn't care too much, and slashed at Monkey King's attack fiercely with the giant ax in his hand.

"Boom!"

A burst of huge impacts exploded in mid-air, and endless energy ripples raged towards the surroundings, causing the dust on the ground to fly all over the sky.

Under the pressure of this huge force, Yang Jian's figure kept retreating, and every step he took seemed to be stepping into the sea, setting off huge waves.

Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong, and an unparalleled aura erupted from his body.

Yang Jian knew very well in his heart that the Monkey King in front of him was far from being as simple as he saw.

Sun Wukong's real combat power has obviously reached the level of half-step quasi-sage.

If he didn't have the protection of the holy soldiers, even if he had the protection of the holy soldiers, the final result would be only one word, defeat!

Thinking of this, a determined expression flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and the giant ax in his hand burst out with terrifying power again.

Waves of vast energy surged between the heaven and the earth, turning into terrifying torrents of energy and spreading in all directions, causing the space below to tremble violently.

"Hmph! You've got such a small skill, break it for me!"

A look of disdain appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and the huge ax in his hand slashed towards Monkey King's body fiercely.

"Boom!"

The next moment, another burst of earth-shattering collision sounded in midair.

Terrible shock waves swept in all directions, and the terrifying air waves rolled in all directions, turning into terrifying hurricanes, blowing in all directions in an instant, flattening the surrounding mountains and rocks, and even destroying nearby Buildings were directly razed to the ground.

Under the impact of the terrifying strength, Monkey King's body could not help shaking slightly.

Yang Jian just shook his body a little, without any change.

After feeling Yang Jian's reaction, Sun Wukong's face suddenly sank slightly, and his eyes fell on the giant ax held in Yang Jian's hand. A look of fear and gloom flashed in his eyes. He never thought that the giant ax in Yang Jian's hand He was able to take a hard blow with his golden cudgel without any damage.

Sensing the aura emanating from Yang Jian's body, Sun Wukong immediately became more vigilant.

"Okay, what a kid, he was able to resist my grandson's attack. It seems that I won't give you any color. I really think my grandson is afraid of you!"

Such a thought flashed in his mind, and a terrifying killing intent burst out from Sun Wukong's body instantly, and the terrifying energy in his body poured into his fist instantly, and then ruthlessly bombarded Yang Jian.

"Humph! I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Sensing the powerful energy aura emanating from Monkey King, Yang Jian also showed a look of disdain in his eyes, raised the giant ax in his hand high, and then slammed towards Monkey King's fist fiercely.

The two terrifying attacks collided in an instant, and then a loud noise erupted again, and unparalleled energy burst out from between the palms of the two in an instant.

"Crack, click!!"

In the next second, the sound of bones breaking resounded in the air, and a wave of incomparably violent energy swept away in all directions in an instant, and spread in all directions in an instant.

"what!!"

A shrill scream came from Monkey King's mouth, and the next moment, Monkey King's figure flew upside down in an instant, and fell heavily on the ground, leaving a deep hole on the ground.

"boom!"

After landing, Sun Wukong twitched violently a few times, then stood up slowly again, a pale look flashed across his face, and a ray of blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

The eyes looking at Yang Jian were full of fear and apprehension. It was obvious that Yang Jian's strength was beyond his expectation.

Yang Jian ignored Sun Wukong's gaze, glanced at him indifferently, and then walked directly towards him.

Seeing this, Monkey King frowned involuntarily, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.

Obviously, he didn't want Yang Jian to continue to approach him.

"Hmph, it's useless for my old grandson to still have hole cards, watch me change to 72!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The next moment, streaks of fiery red rays of light suddenly appeared from Monkey King's body, and then they turned into flame birds and appeared in midair. There were a hundred of them densely packed.

Each of these flame birds is comparable to the immortal cultivators of the late Daluo Jinxian, and the breath emitted by each flame bird is equivalent to a half-step quasi-sage.