Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

"boom…"

I saw Duanlang's giant saber aura sweeping across the eight snake tails to create a shocking explosion, but the already rough-skinned and thick-skinned Yamata no Orochi had extremely high defense at the peak of the Three Tribulations Realm.

Duan Lang was shot flying several kilometers, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he turned over and stopped in place.

And his attack only caused a small piece of erosion to Yamata no Orochi and did not cause fatal damage.

"Damn it, it really is the strongest beast in Japan, it's not easy to kill."

Duanlang rolled up his sleeves and stared cursingly at the manic Yamata no Orochi in the distance. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration as if he had thought of something.

This is where Yamata no Orochi suffers from its huge size. Standing on its head is not as big as one of its octagonal horns.
"Master, can it work? If not, forget it!"

Suddenly, words from around him brought Duanlang back to God.

"Well, why are you here?" Duan Lang curiously leaned against the two people who were sitting on the ground and wondered: "Didn't I tell you to stay away?"

"Well, young master, we are quite far away." Po Jun glanced at Duanlang and nodded solemnly, "You were the one who was sent flying farther."

Uh, Duanlang was a little embarrassed when he heard this, he was ashamed in front of his subordinates, wasn't he?

No, this face must be saved, or else how will I be able to step down in the future?

"Stay here and don't run around!" Duanlang looked at the two of them and gave a warning, then looked up at Yamata no Orochi who was staring at him, showing a hint of disdain.

I saw that Duanlang was slightly lucky and ran towards Yamata no Orochi with a flash of luck. The speed was so fast that the two of them only saw the phantom but could not see him.

"Dragon Transformation Technique!!"

"Roar!"

He only heard Duanlang drink lightly, and then there was a roar.

Just when the people in a radius of tens of miles were shocked that someone was fighting with the gods, a golden-red light lit up and illuminated the entire sky.

Then, a golden-red monster head much bigger than Yamata no Orochi's head popped out from above the clouds.

The two huge horns above the monster's head, the dragon beard tens of meters long and the huge eyeballs reveal the majesty of a god with every movement.

The gas exhaled from the nostrils even blows away the clouds in the sky and disappears, revealing a blue sky.

"My God! What kind of monster is that! Why is it bigger than a beast?!"

"Why does it look more like a mythical beast than the eight-headed monster just now?"

"Oh, I see, I know what it is. I have read the legend of the Central Plains Dragon in the book before, and the record on it is exactly the same as this head."

"That is to say, the divine beasts from the Central Plains came to Dongpu to kill our divine beasts?"

"Fart, what are you talking about? That's our Dongpu god, and it's here to destroy monsters for us."

"Don't you know how many people died in the Hundred Thousand Mountains? It was caused by these eight-headed monsters, so this dragon is here to destroy it for us."

"Yes, yes, yes! What you said makes sense. It must be our Dongpu dragon. Otherwise, why would it come to destroy the eight-headed monster that eats people for us?"

"Quickly, kneel down, kneel down, kowtow to the gods, and ask the gods to bless you."

"Yes, kneel down, all kneel down."

The moment Duanlang revealed the dragon's head, the whole Dongpu was shocked, and the divine power displayed by the dragon head made them think that this dragon was their beast in Dongpu.

Even people from more than a dozen cities in the surrounding area knelt on the ground and begged for the protection of the dragon and lowered Hongrui.

"Sanlang, come on, kneel down too, and let the gods bless you to grow up and become rich and prosperous."

Even an old lady on the side of the road hurriedly urged her child to kneel down quickly.

And the old man who was rushing to Shiwan Dashan also stopped and looked at this scene in shock and muttered: "Shenlong? Why did you come to Dongpu? Could this be my Great Dongpu's beast?"

Thinking about it, the old man suddenly wondered whether it was wrong for him to support God Yaqi for so long and provoke the god's anger.

"Come on, isn't it Bida? Little reptile!" Duanlang's huge eyes stared at Yamata no Orochi's mouth opening and closing and taunting him.

"My God, it turns out that the owner is a golden dragon!"

Keiko Takeshita, who was sitting paralyzed not far away, stared at the incarnation of Duanlang with blurred eyes and said in shock, "I suddenly like Master even more. It would be great if I could have a dragon son with him."

"Damn it, a big-headed ghost is born. Run!!!"

Looking at Duanlang's open mouth, Pojun knew that something was wrong, so he yelled and pulled Takeshita Keiko to run away with all his strength.

"Roar!!" I heard the roar of the giant dragon and saw a level [-] storm blowing for tens of miles around instantly, blowing the passing pedestrians' houses and buildings flying everywhere, and even many people were torn to death on the spot.

And the Yamata no Orochi near its mouth was blown out of the lake, and rolled a few times on the ground.

"Roar!!" The eight heads of Yamata no Orochi screamed vigorously to express their dissatisfaction to Duanlang, if you have the guts to transform back into a human form, we will fight again.

"Hey, little reptile, I ate you raw today!"

With a sneer, Duanlang stretched out two huge golden-red five-clawed hooves from the clouds, and grabbed the Yamata no Orochi.

Yamata no Orochi stared at the red eyeballs of the giant claws that had been grabbed towards him, flicked his tail and went up to meet him.

"Pfft!" Everyone only heard a puff as the dragon's claws directly pierced into the snake's tail, splashing a piece of flesh and blood.

"Hiss!!!" This scene instantly made the audience gasp.

The dragon actually only needed one claw to pierce through the rough and hard skin of Yamata no Orochi.

"Aww!!!" The pain brought by the tail made Yamata no Orochi couldn't help screaming! !
The hurricane generated by the eight heads raged wildly around, the gods fought, and the little ghosts suffered.

Both of Po Jun escaped after running more than ten miles away.

"Still calling me?" Duanlang snorted softly and pulled out his claws again to grab the head of Yamata no Orochi.

"Aww!!!" Seeing the swift and fierce golden red claws grab Yamata no Orochi at him, the sixteen red eyes stared wide open, and then came the sound of a puppy howling from its mouth.

There was even a trace of mist in the eyes, wagging the eight tails and beggingly looking at Duanlang.

Who would have thought that the majestic Yamata no Orochi would show such an expression?
Even the old man who had been enshrining it stopped halfway thinking whether he was going to save Yaqi God or visit Shenlong?
In the end, he nodded and decided to visit Shenlong. It would be even better if it could be enshrined.

"You're pretending to be a fart." Duanlang yelled and grabbed it with his paw without showing any mercy.

With a sound of "puchi", Duanlang grabbed a huge head and threw it away.

Po Jun and the two were watching the battle between the dragon and the snake in shock, when they suddenly saw a huge head fall in front of them.

Then Duanlang's voice came from next to his ear: "Hold and suck, suck with the force of feeding, and drink up the blood and brain inside."