A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

The great monsters in the highlands are all experts in close combat.

After the skeleton fell to the ground, they all turned their attention to the battlefield at the bottom of the valley.

The battle between Jiang Yu and Su did not have gorgeous light and shadow effects, nor did it have the momentum of flying sand and stones.

But the sonic booms continued. Each encounter creates a ring of ripples.

If a monk in the Dan Formation stage stands nearby, the aftermath of the battle alone can shock someone to death.

The big demons have never seen the demon king.

But this level of fighting was beyond their imagination.

After Su absorbed all the zombie energy in the secret realm, his strength skyrocketed.

The broken sword was completely replenished by gray corpse energy.

Silent, strange and unpredictable.

More powerful than before.

Jiang Yu also maintained a high-speed movement.

There are layers upon layers of afterimages.

Can't tell the truth from the fake.

"laugh!"

A soft sound.

Jiang Yu stood still, his shoulder pierced by the sword.

The wound appeared ashen and quickly spread throughout the body.

"The victory is divided!"

Su put away his sword and stood up. He looked at Jiang Yu with contempt.

The blood stained on the sword was slowly absorbed by the sword.

Jiang Yu spat out bloody spit. His fighting spirit continued: "If I had just come out of Gui Yulin, I would be close to the limit if I hit this level."

"But……"

The corners of his mouth raised, like an unyielding god of war: "Who is not immortal yet?"

After saying that, all the aura of defeat on his body was absorbed by the purple-skinned gourd.

Skin color returns to normal instantly.

Nourished by the powerful vitality, even the sword wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hmph, it's just a dying struggle!"

Although Su was surprised, he didn't care.

A sword cannot kill him. Then stab a few more swords.

Jiang Yu performed several hand gestures, and a rich golden light shrouded his body.

The muscles all over the body are bulging, and the breath is rising steadily.

like a golden sun.

Fang Yuan murmured: "Golden Armor Technique? When did this guy master it?"

He was not happy for Jiang Yu, but instead became more worried.

This technique seems powerful, but is actually very useless.

The consumption of spiritual energy is extremely terrifying.

The greater the improvement in strength, the faster it will be hollowed out.

It also slows down movement speed.

No matter how powerful you are, if you can't hit the enemy, it's useless.

Jiang Yu moved!

He instantly appeared behind Su and elbowed him on the lower back.

But his elbow passed through the afterimage of Su.

The real Su fell from the sky and pierced Jiang Yu's vest with a sword.

This sword also passed through Jiang Yu's afterimage.

"Oh!"

The iron rod hit Su's face. All the tiger helmets were smashed away.

Su was hit so hard that he spun and flew out.

But it was still in the air, and several gray sword lights shot at Jiang Yu again. Jiang Yu blocked him repeatedly.

There was an intensive exchange of offense and defense that left several big monsters on the high ground breathless.

I never expected that Jiang Yu would always be kind to everyone. The strength is so terrifying.

Jiang Yu's hands were sometimes empty, and sometimes he smashed out iron rods.

Hard to guard against.

Not only did the speed not weaken due to the Golden Armor Technique, but it was actually much faster than before.

Without the interference of corpse energy, he injected electrical witchcraft power into several acupuncture points on his calf.

How fast his thoughts are, how fast he can run.

I learned this trick from the monsters.

Of course, he wouldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death.

"Zheng!"

The long sword slashed across Jiang Yu's neck, splashing a cloud of gray air.

The golden armor on Jiang Yu dimmed a bit, then returned to normal instantly. Taking advantage of the situation, he got closer and grabbed Su's neck protector. The end of the iron rod hit its nose.

"Oh!"

Su wanted to dodge, but Hu Jin was tightly held in Jiang Yu's hand.

"Oh!"

Another heavy blow on the nose.

"Go to hell!"

Su's long sword stabbed Jiang Yu's chest.

But Jiang Yu just twisted his body slightly to avoid his heart.

The long sword pierced Jiang Yu and emerged from behind him.

Jiang Yu spat a mouthful of blood on Su's face. Smash the iron rod down again.

"Oh!"

Su flew out.

Fragments of scale armor were scattered everywhere.

Jiang Yu only had a torn neck guard left in his hand.

He was slightly startled: "It's really not strong!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword stuck in his chest. Break the sword from the hilt.

"Suck blood? I'll break your teeth and see what you use to suck them!"

The wound on his chest that had been pierced by the sword was once again covered with golden light.

The sunken face has recovered. Sensing that Jiang Yu's injuries were also recovering quickly, his expression completely changed: "What kind of monster are you?"

The big demons who were watching also asked the same question in their hearts.

Is this the human race?

Is the Cockroach Demon King in disguise?

Fang Yuan finally saw the upper limit of Jiang Yu's strength.

It's just that this upper limit can continue to be stacked through various means.

He couldn't help but smacked his lips and muttered to himself: "The gap... is a bit big!"

The battle continues.

Su is an immortal body, and Jiang Yu is also supported by the vitality of a purple-skinned gourd.

Every attack from both sides is extremely dangerous, but it is also a strange war of attrition.

After Su was beaten away again, he straightened his crooked nose. He sneered: "Let's see how long you can last."

It's disheveled. There are only a few threads left on the scales on the body.

The upper body like ribs is exposed.

The elegance he had when he first appeared has long since disappeared.

The golden armor on Jiang Yu's body flashed twice and brightened again: "Continue!"

The blood in Su's hands faded, as if they were made of black iron.

The nails have also grown to over five inches long.

"To be honest, I hate how I look now..."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately flashed to the right.

Jiang Yu's iron rod smashed into nothing.

With a "hiss" sound, four blood marks deep into the bones appeared on Jiang Yu's back.

Su's cold voice sounded slowly behind him: "This means that I have to use my full strength."

As he spoke, he crossed his hands and suddenly grabbed ten gray lights.

The golden armor was instantly torn into pieces and dissipated in the air.

"Empty shell?"

Su was just slightly startled when a huge force came from behind it.

Hit the target with every shot and hit Huanglongchu!

"boom!"

Under the terrifying impact, Su's body almost folded backwards.

Before it could land, Jiang Yu appeared behind him again.

Hit the target with every shot and hit Huanglongchu!

"boom!"

Same recipe, same flavor.

This time, Su's own impact was added.

Jiang Yu's voice finally sounded in its ears: "Are you using all your strength now? I still have some tricks that I haven't used yet!"

"Oh!"

Su flew into the sky like a rag doll.

It concentrates all the corpse energy in the body on its two claws, and other aspects will naturally decrease.

A sharp light flashed in Jiang Yu's eyes. A low cry burst out from his chest: "Huanglong...Infinite Pestle!"

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The meteorite rod shook rapidly and turned into an afterimage.

He just beat Su until he floated in the air and couldn't fall down.

No matter how it twists and struggles, the landing point of the iron rod is always the same.

The big demons who were watching all subconsciously covered their buttocks.

Just looking at it made me feel a cool breeze blowing behind me.

What kind of wretched and powerful person can create such martial arts?

But it happens to be so practical.

Jiang Yu's attack lasted for three breaths.

He stabbed five or six hundred times in one breath.

The front end of the iron rod has changed color.

"Pfft!"

Su finally fell to the ground.

The area below the waist was miserable.

The armor of the skirt was broken, and the fabric of the pants was mixed with flesh and blood.

The bones were all dislocated and deformed.

Lying on the ground, he kept twitching.

Jiang Yu was also very tired.

Holding an iron rod in his hand, he gasped and shouted at the monsters: "Stop watching the show. Come down and help. When he recovers, we have to finish playing!"