Chapter 1310: Grass in the Wind

The golden hoop rod seemed to ignore the guns in the sky and lifted it directly from the bottom up.

This stick doesn't have any other movements, and it doesn't have any leaking power.

It's just a simple stick, but it has a screaming spirit, and the entire Five Elements Mountain is in violent turmoil.

Wang Jian was amazed in his heart, this is the real one force to ten meetings.

Who cares how exquisite your marksmanship is, labor and management are a stick that ruins everything.

In the face of this stick, he had no other way but to control the spear in the sky to gradually condense out, forming a super-large spear that covered the second spear and bombarded the golden hoop stick.

Wang Jian only felt a terrifying huge force bombarding him, even if he had gone all out, his body was still smashed and flew into the sky.

The tiger's mouth cracked, the whole body shook endlessly, and in countless fine cracks, blood spurted.

Even the spear in his hand was buzzing, and the tip of the spear had been shattered, and there was a faint sound of sorrow.

Wang Jian lamented in his heart, the second spear has been following him since "The Amazing Spider-Man", and it is almost twenty worlds.

It has always been extremely strong, but now that the tip of the gun is broken, how can it not make him feel distressed.

But feeling the sorrow, mixed with high morale, made his chaotic mind calm down again.

Yes, he himself is like the second spear, and Sun Wukong is his tempering.

If you retreat because you are injured, it will not be in vain to be brave just now.

Thinking of this, he endured the damage from his body, stood in the air, and fired with all his strength.

The tip of the spear in his hand was shattered, and there was a hum, and this hum was far more exciting than ever.

The entire spear was blooming with brilliant brilliance, and the gun intent rose with it.

Suddenly, Wang Jian only felt that his heart was extremely empty, the gun intent lingered in his heart, full of knowledge, and a gun appeared in the left hand of the martial arts god for no reason.

It was the spear that shattered the tip of the spear, and the Chaos Bell visualized by his right hand was far away, and the spear intent that bloomed was sharp to the limit, as if it could penetrate the entire sea of consciousness at any time.

Of course, this is just a subjective consciousness, the gun intent and the sea of knowledge themselves are his own, although the gun intent is unmatched, but compared to the sea of knowledge suppressed and constantly expanding by the prototype of the Chaos Clock, it is nothing.

Wang Jian's heart is also arrogant, and his heart is infinitely high, faintly, as if he has touched a door.

But soon, this feeling was forced down by himself.

He stared intently at Sun Wukong, who was standing in the void in front of him, and the golden hoop stick that the other party was carrying, with a serious and relaxed look.

The second spear pointed at the other party and drank coldly:

"Grass in the wind!"

The wind god has this move in his legs, but it is extremely fast and powerful to attack the enemy.

And Wang Jian's shot takes the implication of letting you storm and rain, standing proudly and growing tenacity.

Like Zhangji Long Spear, he was also under tremendous pressure and severe trauma.

But in an instant, the four-point gun intent sublimated by Zhanger's spear gave him inspiration.

This shot, there are no other moves, just a simple flat stab.

But it was such a simple shot, as if it pierced the air and space, and it came in an instant.

"This shot is a bit of a headshot!"

When Sun Wukong saw it, his eyes lit up, and the golden hoop stick was waved instantly, stabbing straight with the momentum of dominating everything.

The tip of the spear, which had been shattered and still a little remnant, pierced the tip of the golden hoop stick.

The two terrifying forces collided with each other, and even the surrounding space seemed to be shattered, forming a net of messy and shattered.

Click!

Wang Jian listened to the sound of the second spear, but his face remained unchanged, and suddenly a powerful aura erupted and condensed on the second spear, instantly breaking away from the golden hoop stick and turning into a gun shadow towards Sun Wukong's throat.

This is the first time that he and Sun Wukong have been evenly matched, and it is also thanks to the four-point gun intent and the explosion of physical potential, that he can compete with a seriously injured body.

He didn't know how long he would be able to hold out, but at least for now, he was excited.

The whole body was trembling, and the battle intent in his heart was about to explode, and his scalp was numb.

This kind of feeling is the first time I ate dozens of women in my family.

After all, it's all on the screen, it's too familiar in my memory, and I occasionally have some thoughts.

But I know that there is a moat there, and I will never touch it.

But later, the reality existed, and it was realized, and the vibration to the heart was so strong.

That's the nature of men, everyone has it, and no one will change it, it's just that there are conditions to take that step.

And now with Sun Wukong, of course, it's not that he is in love with this monkey.

It is caused by the fighting spirit, which impacts the heart, and the soul is extremely satisfied.

Although they are all problems of the heart, the reasons are completely different and different in nature.

This must be emphasized!

Sun Wukong was already stronger than Wang Jian, and the collision just now was not too difficult for him.

Even so, full force has been used.

At this moment, when he saw the spear that stabbed him, the golden hoop rod turned around and smashed towards the barrel of the gun.

Wang Jian twisted his hand, and the spear of Zhang Er was like a poisonous snake, dodging the golden hoop stick and attacking Sun Wukong at a strange angle.

Sun Wukong was extremely fast, holding the golden hoop stick horizontally, and the tip of the shattered spear was pointed on the golden hoop stick.

Bite!

In the crisp sound, bearing the huge force from the gun, Sun Wukong's figure was also shocked backwards.

And Zhang's spear didn't let it go at all, chasing after it, as if trying to kill the other party in one fell swoop.

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth slightly, his arms were strong, and the golden hoop stick shook off the second spear and smashed it towards Wang Jian.

Wang Jian mustered up all his strength, flipped the spear, and the barrel of the spear blocked the golden hoop stick between the twisting of his body.

But this is not a hard hit, but it is resisted at an oblique angle, and the golden hoop stick brushes the spear down, and the strength is also removed.

Wang Jian let go of his hand casually, the golden hoop stick grazed the barrel of the gun, and Sun Wukong saw that the spear of Zhang Er stabbed sharply towards the throat, and instantly changed his body to resist.

The two rabbits rose and fell, staggered with each other in mid-air, constantly colliding, and the air waves rolled.

A person and a monkey are all full of fighting spirit, and there is no one else in their eyes except the opponent.

The golden hoop is strong and fast, and it focuses on gravity and speed, so that people have to resist.

And although the second spear is a little worse, the skills in it are not weak. Occasionally, he can come and go with Sun Wukong, and he is not inferior to attacking and killing a few back and forth.

This is close to parity, and the gap between the two sides is obviously not that big.

Even if the other party is not careful, it is likely that the boat will capsize in the gutter and there will be no strength to fight again.

The more the two fought, the more depressing the atmosphere became, and the violent waves of qi rolled, often erupting into bursts of roars, and the remaining energy generated exploded to shatter the surrounding mountains and rocks.

In this piece of sky, there were many visions, and some warriors who came close to each other in the distance were shocked when they saw it, and they didn't dare to take a step up the mountain.