The monk in the American manga

"What's wrong?" Chen Yi didn't hear Lu Yan's previous words and was a little confused.

Lu Yan frowned, with a bitter look on his face: "That woman is a true god!"

"True God?" Chen Yi was full of doubts. He suddenly thought of something and said in shock, "Same as the God of Thunder?"

Chen Yi had never heard of the so-called true god, but after thinking about Freya's origins, he could roughly guess the gods of Asgard who were the same as Thor.

Lu Yan nodded, keeping his gaze on Freya: "She should be a true god in Asgard, possessing extraordinary divine power."

Freya also looked at them, with a wary expression. The magical energy in her body continued to gather, and the space became illusory and looming.

Chen Yi glanced at her with a slightly disdainful expression: "Just her? Her strength is just like that, just average. If she had been close to me, she would have been lying down long ago!"

The strength shown by Freya is not too strong. It is far from the strength level of a god in Chen Yi's imagination. It is far from the God of Thunder. It feels like it is on the same level as the Three Warriors of Asgard in the movie.

"You don't understand. The true god of Asgard has the same status as all the immortals in heaven, and his status is respected!" Lu Yan shook his head and explained with a sigh, "In terms of strength alone, immortal gods are strong and weak, but strength is not the only attribute of immortal gods. It shows that immortals have all kinds of magical abilities, just like the Antarctic immortals in heaven, who are immortals with good health and longevity."

Chen Yi still didn't care much and said casually: "Is her divine power just the wrapping of roots just now? It doesn't feel very strong!"

"How do you know that this is all her magical power?" Lu Yan glared at Chen Yi and said solemnly, not daring to let down his guard at all, "Besides, the status represented by the immortal god cannot be touched lightly."

"Then what should we do?" Chen Yi shrugged, spread his hands, looked at Lu Yan, and asked.

Lu Yan paused and stopped talking.

"It doesn't matter if she is a god or an immortal, let's defeat her first!" Jin Yanzi snorted coldly, with an evil look on her pretty face.

Although he was born in Heaven, and his father was a spiritual officer under the Jade Emperor, the Lord of Heaven, but because of the Jade God of War, Jin Yanzi did not have any good feelings towards the immortal gods, and even wanted to kill the Jade God of War to take revenge and kill the immortals and gods. For her, it was not something difficult to accept.

When Chen Yi heard this, he grinned and said, "Yes, that's how it should be!"

As he spoke, Chen Yi took a long stride and walked straight towards Freya.

Freya had been on guard. As soon as Chen Yi moved, she immediately teleported and disappeared from the place.

"Why do you know how to run away? Are you still not a god? It's a bit embarrassing for a god!" When his eyes failed again, Chen Yi looked helpless and shouted to Freya in the distance.

Freya didn't care, she dodged and teleported again, and continued to distance herself.

The Wind Step that Chen Yigang was about to launch suddenly stopped and he was completely speechless.

Freya was really too cautious and didn't give any chance to get close.

"Leave her alone, let's deal with that guy first!" Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Chen Yi thought for a while, turned to look at the middle-aged general who was fighting with Monk inextricably, turned around, and rushed over.

At the end of the day, Chen Yi did not forget to remind Lu Yan: "Uncle Lu, keep an eye on her and don't let her get close."

When he noticed Chen Yi and Jin Yanzi coming to kill him, the middle-aged general's expression changed slightly, and the spear in his hand hesitated.

The silent monk snorted softly, used his stick to lift the spear away, and then slashed vertically, cutting through the space. The stick was as powerful as a mountain and went straight to the middle-aged general's head.

The middle-aged general was shocked and turned his head reluctantly.

The golden cudgel was suppressed by the general situation, and the golden light was reflected.

Bang!

The golden hoop slammed into the middle-aged general's shoulder, making a violent vibration as if hitting a solid rock.

A black light appeared around the middle-aged general, and his body was like a black stone. Under the heavy blow of the golden cudgel, countless fine cracks suddenly appeared on his shoulders. The shoulders did not explode, but actually withstood the blow.

Chen Yi had just approached and happened to see this scene and was stunned.

"I can't survive!" Chen Yi looked depressed. The black stone body of this middle-aged general had extremely high defense, and felt no worse than Luke Cage's invulnerability.

Jin Yanzi was happy and surprised when she saw this. She was happy that she had now entered the path of immortality, and in time she would be even more powerful than him. She was surprised that a mere ordinary general had such strength. As the commander-in-chief of the Jade Border Heavenly Army, Yu How powerful the God of War must be!

Before the blow was fully effective, Silent Monk roared and struck again, more quickly and fiercely.

The middle-aged general's expression changed drastically. Although he had survived the attack, his left arm was almost useless and he could hardly hold the spear in his hand. If he were to attack again, his entire left arm would be broken, and he would have to defend against a counterattack. Even more extravagant hope.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged general was frightened and did not bother to fight back. He squatted down, rolled over and ran away.

The golden cudgel fell into the air and hit the ground, causing earth and rocks to fly and a large pit to explode.

Silent Monk was doubly surprised. Looking at the middle-aged general lying on the ground in a panic, he did not pursue him and laughed while holding the golden cudgel.

Chen Yi hesitated for a while and then chose to attack. Dragon Elephant Prajna cooperated with Drunken Master's luck method, and his majestic energy quickly surged, turning into powerful force and gathering on his right fist.

Swift Wind Step approached the middle-aged general, followed by a punch.

A simple straight punch, extremely fast.

There is no fancy black dragon or golden light, just a punch that pierces the void.

As soon as the middle-aged general got up, a fist appeared in front of him.

Chen Yi tried his best to punch the middle-aged general in the face.

There was another sound of metal and stone shaking.

The middle-aged general moved slightly and took three steps back. Cracks appeared on his face, like broken porcelain being glued back together again.

Chen Yi staggered back a few steps, his blood boiling all over his body, and the force of the recoil caused some confusion in his true energy.

"It's so hard!" Chen Yi complained, looking at the cracks on the middle-aged general's face with some joy, "It seems that my punch is quite powerful!"

However, what Chen Yi never expected was that in the blink of an eye, all the cracks on the middle-aged general's face disappeared.

"Isn't it? My beating was in vain!" Chen Yi's jaw almost dropped, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Gold and jade are on the outside, but defeat is on the inside!" Mo Monk snorted coldly, swung his stick and rushed over, not forgetting to turn his head and shout to Chen Yi, "Boy, that punch just now was a good one!"

Chen Yi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. His self-confidence was almost destroyed just now. The full blow did not cause any damage. If it was true, it would be too hurtful.

Fortunately, it is somewhat effective.

"Chen Yi, I believe you will become stronger one day." Jin Yanzi came over, looked at Chen Yi, and comforted softly.

Chen Yi laughed, nodded, took a galloping step, and chased the middle-aged general to fight.

Jin Yanzi followed closely behind, not wanting to hurt anyone, just delaying the harassment for a while.

On the other side, Lu Yan kept staring at Freya, shrinking into inches from time to time, interrupting her spellcasting and suppressing her will.

Freya teleported away time and time again, but without warning, she was forced into the valley by Lu Yan, consciously retreating.

At the same time, near Wuzhishan.

Thor held Mjolnir in his hand, closing his eyes and silently sensing something.

On the side, Loki waited leisurely, looking at Thor strangely, as if he was thinking about something.