A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu knew that Jiao Chong had not used his full strength, but he did not add insult to injury.

Just give each other a way out.

Why be so serious?

But Jiao Chong didn't even give Jiang Yu a chance to complain.

The attack became more and more fierce, with more than twice the force when testing.

The Lingyang stick in his hand was as unpredictable as a living thing.

The black iron rod weighing thousands of pounds is sometimes hard and sometimes flexible.

Sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes long, sometimes short.

It makes people hard to guard against.

Jiang Yu had a hard time adapting to the situation. He frantically tried to block it for a moment, but was hit hard on the forehead.

A big bag swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The excruciating pain involved the tear glands. Tears flowed out uncontrollably. It looked like he was being beaten by a bug and was crying.

Jiang Yu was in a state of disgrace, while the gods who were watching him gasped.

They knew too well the power of the Lingyang Stick.

That is a treasure that can split mountains and rocks.

With Jiao Chong's extraordinary strength, he could only knock a bump on Jiang Yu's head?

Where did this pervert come from?

Jiao Chong did not pursue. He waved two sticks in front of him and said coldly: "Others think I like to interfere with the battle with words. In fact, I am stronger when I keep my mouth shut!"

Jiang Yu wiped away his tears vigorously. He mobilized his vitality and made the big bump on his head shrink back: "Okay, then I'll be serious about it!"

Jiao Chong was stunned to see that Jiang Yu was using vitality to heal his wounds just like him. Then he burst into laughter: "It's getting more and more interesting!"

What responded to him was a sky full of witchcraft.

Electric arcs, ice cones, fireballs, wind blades, stalagmites...

The arrogant insects were instantly submerged.

Soon, a colorful tornado formed with him as the center.

This was the inspiration Jiang Yu got from the pseudo Zhu Xian formation.

If it were any other powerful person, they would definitely be in big trouble if they were hit by this move. But Jiao Chong was very powerful and had a treasure that could summon vitality, so he was at most in a state of embarrassment.

"Hey hey hey!"

Seeing that the witchcraft tornado had gained momentum, Jiang Yu clenched the meteorite stick with both hands... no, it was the Shinra Sky Stick!

Rushing forward.

The red and blue halos linger around the tip of the stick, bright and dazzling.

“It’s in dire straits!”

The big stick swept across the waist of the arrogant insect, and the strong wind it created affected the space of a thousand feet. Even the onlookers of the gods could not stand steadily.

"Bang!"

Although Jiao Chong's senses were obscured by witchcraft, he still managed to stop the iron rod with his rich experience.

But Jiang Yu's self-created nine-style stick technique is not an ordinary attack.

The power of ice and fire exploded the moment it touched the Lingyang Stick, just like mountains collapsing and stars exploding.

Everyone's vision was obscured by witchcraft and they could not see the battle situation clearly.

All you could see was the witchcraft tornado flying a hundred feet away in an instant.

Gui Zhen had an almost blind confidence in Jiang Yu, clenching his fists and cheering.

Xuan Gui and Ke Rou knew how powerful Jiao Chong was.

My eyeballs are about to pop out.

The title of the most powerful general in the Divine Court was earned by Jiao Chong with his blows.

Countless gods regard him as a role model to pursue throughout their lives.

Jiao Chong hasn't fought with anyone for many years, not because his strength has declined, but because he can't find an opponent.

But such an undefeated legend was actually defeated by Jiang Yu in front of them?

How old is Jiang Yu this year?

Early twenties?

Of course, no one could see clearly, but Jiang Yu knew very well that although the stick just now seemed powerful, it actually had no effect.

He tossed the iron rod in his hand and said frivolously: "Hey, if you can't break free from the witchcraft, the next attack will come!"

There was no response from the witchcraft tornado. Jiang Yu did not need Jiao Chong to respond.

When the words fell, it had already turned into a shadow.

He reappeared above the proud insect. A blue-gold halo lingered around the tip of the stick: "Thunderstorm!"

Just as the iron rod was about to hit the arrogant insect, two loud roars suddenly exploded in the tornado.

"Humph! Ha!"

The sound waves turned into milky white air waves and hit Jiang Yu at close range.

The first sound was a sonic attack, which shattered the tornado and dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Yu.

The second sound was aimed at the soul, directly shaking Jiang Yu's intelligence.

Jiang Yu didn't bother to continue attacking and immediately put the stick away to protect his chest.

At the same time as I lost my hearing, my mind also became dazed for a moment.

Blood was oozing out of his ears, eyes and nostrils.

Fortunately, the purple gourd emitted a layer of light to stabilize his soul. The Houtu token also lit up slightly, offsetting the subsequent mental shock.

Otherwise, even if Jiang Yu's soul was not shattered, he would be seriously injured.

More than a dozen onlookers a thousand feet away fell down in an instant.

Dragged and retreated further away.

"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"

The next moment, Jiang Yu, who should have been seriously injured, suddenly appeared behind Jiao Chong.

His lower abdomen was bulging high, like a big toad.

"Roar!"

The lion's roar suddenly exploded.

Sonic attack?

He will too!

The arrogant insect flew out like a torn sack.

The silver armor was cracked inch by inch, and only the heart-protecting mirror was still hanging on his body.

The two heads were shattered so badly that blood was oozing from all seven orifices.

He lay on the ground and was unable to get up for a long time.

There was a moment of silence on the field.

Both of them are recovering from their injuries.

Jiang Yu's injuries were relatively minor. He recovered his vision in just two breaths.

He kicked the fallen Lingyang stick towards Jiao Chong.

He trotted towards him.

One end of the iron rod plowed the ground, as if dragging an ancient sacred mountain. The rod body flashed blue and brown halos alternately.

Jiang Yu's pace was getting faster and faster.

This is his most powerful move. Once it is in place, it can even kill enemies above its level.

The only downside is that the charging time is a bit long.

The arrogant insect did not lose its ability to move.

In order to speed up the recovery, he divided the life force into two parts, and only restored the left eye of one head and the right ear of the other head.

Seeing the Lingyang stick coming towards him, he suddenly stretched out his hand: "Come!"

The Lingyang Stick was like a tamed dragon. It actually flew around the arrogant insect twice before returning to his hand obediently.

Jiao Chong stood up with the iron stick. Looking at Jiang Yu getting closer and closer, he was not surprised but happy: "Not a bad opponent!"

As the words fell, his body suddenly grew in size.

It doubled in size in the blink of an eye.

He was over ten feet tall, with muscles all over his body. Even the Lingyang stick in his hand had become larger and thicker.

"Good stick!" Jiang Yu couldn't help but praise. He suddenly jumped up and smashed down with the stick: "The truth is revealed!"

An opponent like Jiao Chong is hard to come by. Even if there is no danger from the 犼, he is reluctant to kill it easily.

"boom!"

The sticks clashed again.

The Lingyang Stick was bent by the impact.

But this bend was not caused by Jiang Yu's smash, but the way the Lingyang Stick absorbed the impact.

The impact force was transmitted into the ground through the arms, back and legs of the arrogant insect.

There was a mournful cry from the ground, and then it collapsed with a loud bang.

A huge basin formed under the feet of the two.

The surface of the basin is as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been dug with a spoon.

The watching gods had to retreat again.

Retreat until you are ten miles away.

The black tortoise immediately rolled up the ghost formation and Ke Rou and flew to a height of a thousand feet. Its wheel-sized eyes were filled with disbelief.

Against the sky!

If it gets hit by this stick... the consequences will be disastrous.

Jiang Yu swallowed his saliva when he saw that the strongest attack was blocked by Jiao Chong. He stared at the Lingyang Stick and did not hide his greed: "Except for the Xuanyuan Sword, this is the first time I have encountered a weapon that is better than the Shinra Great Power Stick."

Jiao Chong's injuries were healing rapidly. He asked back, "Isn't it the Shinra Toten Rod?"

"Ah? Yes, Daweibang is a nickname." Jiang Yu himself couldn't even remember the name he made up.

The meteorite club was a weapon he had made himself, and its aura had long since become one with him.

The material and grade are no worse than the Lingyang Stick.

Except that it cannot be changed, its weight and toughness are slightly better than the Lingyang Stick. Its high-frequency vibration is more in line with his original nine-style stick method.

If Jiang Yu were to switch to the Lingyang Stick, it would limit his performance.

But this did not stop him from coveting the Lingyang Stick.

Jiao Chong shook his arms, and the wound on his face gradually healed. He grinned and said, "Boy, you didn't try your best, did you? I used the Berserk Technique. You also let go of your hands and feet. Let me see if you are qualified to talk to me."

The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth curled up, with a hint of arrogance in his confidence.

"Then you better be careful. Don't let me beat you to death!"