"Bah, old Tathagata protects me? You have a bad head, so let me open a scoop for you." Sun Wukong said viciously with his eyes.

Although I called me a hero, I couldn’t say that I was protected by Tathagata!

He flew over and kicked him.

Mo Tie was not in a hurry. His superhuman body had been used for a long time, and his strength and strength had greatly increased. He was confident to compete with the Monkey King's bronze and iron bones.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Mo Tie went up and fought with Sun Wukong. The battle was very lively.

Mo Tie just talks about boxing skills, and he has not encountered particularly powerful boxing skills, and his understanding of boxing and feet is limited.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong is also average, and the golden cudgel is good, but his skills are limited to the tricks of stealing peaches on the tree on Huaguo Mountain.

After pecking at each other for a while, they separated. Sun Wukong said, "It's not bad. You can get entangled with me, Lao Sun for a while, but you will be beaten to death by me in a while."

As he said that, Sun Wukong took out a bad quality stick from his ear, with colorful colors on it, only as long as Sun Wukong's brows.

Mo Tie knew that this was a fake stick, and it was shattered by the flying sword of Gongxu's family in the movie.

So he stretched out his hand, pulled out a steel knife from somewhere, and rushed towards Sun Wukong without saying a word.

Even though he was distracted from practicing swordsmanship back then, in the end, what was really suitable for him was the Lian Family's swordsmanship that he fell in love with at first sight.

This is a sword technique based on calligraphy, which can be graceful and bold; it can be fast or slow, and it has changed a lot. Mo Tie has unknowingly used it into the bone marrow for so many years.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Sun Wukong's stick technique is strict and moderate, with both offense and defense, with stick shadows stacked up, watching the sky flying.

Mo Tie was not willing to be outdone. He changed his running script, drew silver hooks, and a steel knife kept fighting with the stick shadow. The word "solid" defended as solid as a defensive, knocking back countless stick shadows one by one, and there was a long burst of gold and iron clashing on the field.

In this way, they used their own weapons to fight for half an hour, no matter how they won or lost.

Sun Wukong pulled back, stood upright, and said, "You are good at ease. You can sign up. I, Old Sun, won't kill Wuming's opponent."

"Let's talk about it after the fight."

Mo Tie said the only thing, and rushed over with his knife.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong stopped competing for weapons, transformed into a spotted tiger, with a huge body and twenty meters high. Walking in the forest is like a lion lying in the grass, and he can hardly hide his body.

Mo Tie laughed and made some wounds for himself.

"Sizi!"

As the lightning flashed, a giant covered in metal armor appeared.

This giant is not tall, less than a hundred meters tall. He is dressed as an ancient general, with a heart protection mirror on his chest, a chain mail behind him, and an iron bag on his waist.

"Zheng!"

This is not the end. The giant pulled out a giant slashing knife from behind, held it horizontally in his hand, and two streams of heat came out of his nostrils.

Sun Wukong was shocked. Could it be that the ghost cultivator on the opposite side? He was much more powerful than the King of Hell, and he actually cultivated into the body of an ancient ghost and god.

He did not dare to neglect, so he shook himself again and revealed his true form.

A irritable black ape stood up from the ground and pounded his chest hard. Every time he slapped, his body became a little bigger.

After dozens of exciting and exciting hits, Sun Wukong turned into a huge giant ape worth tens of thousands of meters, much higher than the Wuzhi Mountain beside him.
Chapter completed!