A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu originally wanted to quietly roam the God Realm, knock out the God Clan and hide them.

Only then did he bring along the most survivable Black Turtle in the God Realm, the number one scout Ke Rou, and the most powerful tool, the Ghost Array.

Unexpectedly, he ran into a proud insect right after leaving the boundary passage.

Not only that, there were six first-generation gods watching eagerly, and thousands of second-generation gods blocked their retreat.

Jiang Yu was confident that he could escape, but others didn't have that ability.

Both heads of Jiao Chong looked towards Jiang Yu, with a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Hey, you should learn how to respect your opponent. How dare you be distracted in front of me?"

He said words of blame but suddenly launched a sneak attack.

The figure blurred for a moment and instantly appeared in front of Jiang Yu.

The shadow of the stick fell on his head.

"Bang!"

The sticks intersected, and a ring of energy waves burst out.

Jiang Yu certainly wouldn't lose focus when fighting an enemy. Jiao Chong said this to distract him.

When masters fight, any interference will result in death.

Although Jiang Yu was extremely alert, he still underestimated Jiao Chong's strength.

The iron rod of Jiao Chong is seven feet long, as thick as an egg, dark in color, and covered with tiny bumps.

It looks plain on the surface, but it actually weighs thousands of pounds.

A stick chopped down and embedded Jiang Yu directly into the soil, reaching his waist.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu reacted quickly and used space teleportation to dodge immediately.

Even so, his hands still felt numb and his trouser legs were torn into shreds.

This was a clear sneak attack, and it was also the first time that Jiang Yu suffered a loss in a head-on fight.

"Oh my goodness!"

The black tortoise cried out in shock.

It didn't expect that a master like Jiao Chong would actually launch a sneak attack, and it didn't expect that Jiang Yu would catch it unscathed.

The last time it and Jiang Yu caused trouble in the God Realm, they were chased away by a group of gods.

How long has it been since?

Can Jiang Yu compete with Jiao Chong?

The growth rate of the human race is so terrifying!

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time as Xuangui shouted, Jiang Yu suddenly appeared in front of Jiaochong and hit him with his stick.

The movements are exactly the same as Jiao Chong's.

The arrogant insect did not take it head-on.

The iron rod in his hand was like a living thing, stirring up ripples in the water and transferring the force to his sides.

Then he took two steps back and touched the ground with the tip of his stick.

The next moment, a continuous rumbling sound came from deep underground.

"You still said it wasn't you?"

Jiao Chong had already shifted his suspicion of assassinating the first generation of the gods to Qiong. But after taking this attack, he set his sights on Jiang Yu again.

He examined the bodies of Buyanhuyu and Shetuo.

If it was really a beast, the corpse would not have been scratched beyond recognition.

"What do you mean, is it me?" Jiang Yu would definitely not admit it. Since he had already made his move, he stopped talking nonsense. The attacks continued to pile up.

The meteorite sticks came one after another, each one faster than the other.

In an instant, the arrogant insect was submerged in the shadow of the stick.

The arrogant insect was not panicked. He lifted the iron rod in his hand with ease, just like a willow branch playing in the water.

Stab, pick, sweep, knock, split, twist, collapse, and point.

Although he was using a long weapon, he engaged in close combat with Jiang Yu.

He was already a top-level warrior 100,000 years ago. Not to mention the difference in strength, the difference in combat experience alone was huge.

Jiang Yu felt more and more uncomfortable as the fight went on.

I couldn't use all my strength. It was like trying to pick up a loach with chopsticks.

The force of the stick was interrupted just as it was building up, and there were even a few times when the stick was almost thrown out.

"Woo..."

The iron rod turned into a shadow, sweeping across with a terrifying gust of wind. Jiang Yu teleported behind Jiao Chong: "I didn't want to use magic."

"No problem!" Jiao Chong sneered and thrust the other end of the iron rod behind him without even turning his head.

"when!"

The club head and the stick head touch each other precisely.

Jiang Yu only felt a huge force coming from the iron rod.

"Boom boom boom..."

He retreated more than ten steps in succession, and each step created a huge pit under his feet.

After he stood firm, his body shook for a while, and he finally got rid of the force that had invaded his body.

"Great!"

Jiang Yu exhaled a breath of foul air, and his fighting spirit became even stronger.

He grew up under the deep love of his father. He was "spoiled" by a group of demon kings. His body had been tempered to the extreme.

After leaving Gui Yulin, he not only obtained the purple-skinned gourd and two ancestral talismans, but he also drank the Tiansui until he had diarrhea.

The strength is growing every moment.

However, at this time, he was suppressed by Jiao Chong in the field where he was best at.

How could you not be excited?

He is the most powerful general in the Divine Court, and his reputation is well-deserved.

"Why are you here? This kid is my opponent, get out!"

One of the Jiaochong's heads suddenly revealed an angry look, and it shouted loudly at the person behind Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu didn't sense anyone behind him, but he couldn't help but glance sideways. The next moment, the dark iron rod was in front of him.

As expected, Jiao Chong's simplicity was just an act. He was just as treacherous as his fifth uncle.

"Bang!"

Fortunately, Jiang Yu had learned from his previous experience. He used witchcraft to harden the ground beneath his feet. The meteorite stick vibrated at a high frequency, and while taking the attack, it rotated a circle. He used the force to smash towards Jiao Chong's waist.

There was another loud noise.

Jiao Chong raised his iron rod to block.

The tower-like body flew backwards like cotton. But he uttered a word of praise: "Not bad! Not worse than my Lingyang stick. What's its name?"

Jiang Yu was startled.

Who has the urge to name a weapon?

But if the meteorite stick had no name, wouldn’t it be half a point weaker in momentum?

With a thought, he said casually: "This stick of mine is very powerful. It is called the Shinra Toten Stick!"

The meteorite iron rod is made of meteorite iron from outer space, and has been refined through the blood of the gods and Asuras.

The name is quite appropriate.

"What a good name! You deserve to be my collection." The four eyes of Jiao Chong were shining brightly: "It seems that you won't die so easily. Then should I be a little more serious?"

He spoke in a consulting tone, but the aura of the Lingyang Stick became heavier.

It gives people a feeling of oppression as if a dark cloud is pressing down on their heads.

"it is good!"

Jiang Yu knew that Jiao Chong didn't have the demeanor of a master. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used nonsense to launch sneak attacks several times in a row.

Rather than passively defending, it is better to take the initiative.

His figure turned into a phantom, and he rushed to Jiao Chong without any warning and hit him with his stick.

Who knew that Jiao Chong had the same idea as him.

The two attacked at the same time.

They passed each other and hit each other's afterimage.

"Hahaha, you're becoming more and more interesting." Jiao Chong did not forget to interrupt with words during the fight.

Jiang Yu missed his target with the stick and immediately turned around and swept sideways.

"Hey!"

There was a loud bang and sparks flew.

Both sides retreated several feet away.

Until then, Jiang Yu finally spoke: "I'm interested? Unfortunately, even if I haven't married yet, you don't have a chance."

Jiao Chong was obviously stunned for a moment. Then he laughed out loud: "Although you killed my brother. But I have to admit that you are very funny!"

“Everyone thinks so!”

Jiang Yu's voice suddenly appeared behind Jiao Chong. The meteorite stick was like a dragon coming out of the mountain: "A hundred shots hit the target and smash the dragon pestle!"

Jiao Chong was a little surprised, but not panicked.

The Lingyang stick was as soft as a rope. The head of the stick suddenly grew bigger and turned to smash backwards.

"Oh!"

Jiang Yu had to put away his stick to block.

You can't just use your head to take the attack just to poke the arrogant insect in the ass, right?

The shadow of the stick swept past him, almost brushing his nose.

Both of their moves were unexpected.

"Wow! That was close!"

Jiao Chong didn't turn around until then. He grinned and said, "You said you don't like men? What did you yell just now? You even gave your moves names?"

Jiang Yu looked at it intently. The Lingyang Stick was dark and straight. It seemed as if the change of moves just now was just an illusion.

After hearing Jiao Chong's words, he finally found an opportunity to retort: ​​"Weapons have names, why don't the moves? Brother, moves without names are soulless!"

"Ah? Is that so?" Jiao Chong maintained a chatty tone, but his hands did not slow down at all.

The afterimages of the two intertwined again.

The sound of sticks colliding was continuous.

The gods were forced to retreat again and again by the deafening sound of the collision.

The black tortoise opened his mouth wide and cried out, "This... this, this, this... Jiang kid and Jiao Chong have fought so far without any loss?"

Gui Zhen pushed the God Clan who was holding him hostage aside. His little face was full of pride: "Of course. Who do you think is qualified to be my brother?"

Ke Rou covered her ears with her hands and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Pay attention to our situation! We are still surrounded!"