"I can feel that you are no longer fighting with Sun Wukong back then. Come on and have a fight!"

Erlang Shen looked at Sun Fan with a bright look, "I listened to Guanjiangkou but not Xuan. If the Emperor of Heaven cannot reach my orders... we will not be enemies."

What's the meaning?

Sun Fan looked puzzled.

So, as long as Erlang Shen hides from the Emperor of Heaven, can he not have to listen to his order? He is not even willing to participate in the future battle of immortals and demons...

"Can you fight?" Erlang Shen asked again.

"Why are you explaining this to me?" Sun Fan said angrily.

The last revenge between the two has to be counted now!

"Can you fight?" Erlang Shen just repeated.

"Don't fight. Get out of here!" Sun Fan forced himself to suppress his anger.

"It's okay if you don't hit it... but don't think about going in!" Erlang Shen pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and seemed to smile again. It just looked very stiff.

"You," Sun Fan clenched his fists.

But Erlang said, "If you don't fight, you can take a detour. But when you enter the Netherworld from other places, the movements and stillness of breaking the world will inevitably alarm Fengdu, which is as beautiful as the palm of the Netherworld. Don't look at me like this. This move was learned from a certain pig..."

"Pig—Eight—Rings." Sun Fan's teeth clattered.

call--

Yang Jian waved his three-pointed two-edged spear and pointed at Sun Fan, "Stop talking, fight!"

"Fight and fight!"

Sun Fan stopped talking nonsense, reached out and pushed Yao Yu away from afar.

I took it in my ear and grabbed the golden cudgel with a flashing divine light.

"good!"

Yang Jian laughed happily and came suddenly with a gun, actually trying to have a close-knit fight with Sun Fan.

"Ah hey!" Sun Fan took the initiative and suddenly put it into Yang Jian's arms, but he just used the golden cudgel as a cover and headed straight for Yang Jian's downstairs.

The first move is to steal a peach by a monkey!

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, folded his legs, blocked Sun Fan's secret moves, and went straight to his face.

"Bang!"

Sun Fan raised his stick and blocked it, and the weapons of both sides jingled and fought, and countless fires burst out.

After three or five rounds.

Sun Fan swept his head in front of him and forced Yang Jian back with a sudden stroke, preventing him from getting closer.

"Tsk, the martial arts are good, but they are not worthy of your strength!" Yang Jian took a step back and said with a tsk voice.

"snort!"

Sun Fan said nothing, and the golden cudgel suddenly became bigger and turned into a divine pillar and headed straight for Yang Jian’s chest.

Ding ~~

A three-pointed two-edged gun was thrust, and the spear tip was on the golden hoop, and the spear rod was bent. Yang Jian used his force and the bent spear rod instantly straightened and rebounded, breaking Sun Fan's body out.

"Awesome!" Sun Fan calmed down in the air and sighed in his heart.

Compared with martial arts, whether close or long-range, he is indeed far inferior to Yang Jian, who has experienced many battles, thousands of battles and thousands of battles.

Of course, this is because both sides are restrained and have not used their magical powers to break the sky and the earth.

"Try taking this move!" Yang Jian shouted in a deep voice, and with a spear, his whole body suddenly turned into a golden light.

"Golden light in the ground?"

Sun Fan's heart was terrified and his expression was serious in an instant.

Various supernatural powers flashed through my mind and suddenly shouted "Concentration".

The golden light suddenly stopped in the air.

"Eat my old grandson!"

In an instant, a golden stick shadow came straight towards him.

It was the stick technique that Sun Fan had learned in front of the eighteenth level of hell that the mysterious man forced Sun Fan to understand.

"Good come!"

A hint of admiration flashed across Yang Jian's eyes. In the golden light, the three-pointed two-edged gun suddenly turned into an illusion, penetrated the void and headed towards the golden cudgel.

Inexplicably.

Sun Fan felt that this shot was a bit familiar.

In a trance, a shot that fell from Qisheng Mountain in Qifeng Mountain that day was heard.

"Did I have a grudge against you in your fucking previous life?"

Buzz ~~~

Needle to wheat.

Silently, the golden cudgel collided with the three-pointed two-edged gun, and the space seemed to collapse in an instant, like a transparent ball covering the tops of two weapons.

The next moment.

The violent energy shot out.

"Boom~~~"

A strong wind and waves were stirred up across the South China Sea, and the sea surface was subjected to invisible pressure, which produced dozens of feet of circular depressions.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Sun Fan's figure rolled a few times, stood still after three hundred feet, and looked at the opposite side of the explosion center with a serious look.

"It's really coming."

But he heard a soft sigh, "Oh..." The rolling sea water fell. Yang Jian's figure appeared in the mist, looking at him with a slight disappointment.

"Although you have all his strength, you are still far behind him before."

After saying that.

He even put away his weapons and looked like he had finished his battle.

Sun Fan couldn't help but be shocked.

The same strength, but far worse than Sun Wukong?

humiliation!

At this moment, he felt a strong humiliation!

Why?

Why do you always compare him with Sun Wukong?

Could it be that he will always live under the shadow of the name Sun Wukong in this life?

Grizzly~Sun Fan's teeth are tightly chewed.

At this moment, the resentment that had accumulated over his heart countless times finally burst out completely.

"I will never be his shadow again!"

He suddenly roared to the sky.

Huhuhuhu-wires of black air overflowed on his body. Sun Fan's eyes flashed black, and his figure surged inch by inch, turning into a giant monkey hundreds of feet tall in the blink of an eye.

"Does the world behave in heaven and earth? I can do it!" Yang Jian looked at Sun Fan's appearance, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

He shouted "Long, long, long".

His figure also rose with the wind, one meter after another, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a towering body that was towering into the clouds.

Ten thousand?

ten feet?

call--

A huge head protruded from the high clouds.

"Can you get bigger?"

There was a sense of despicability in the two huge eyes.

Compared to Yang Jian's ten thousand-foot magic of the world, Sun Fan, who was demonized, was like a dwarf who only reached his ankle.

He jumped up and couldn't even hit his knee.

"Ah--" Sun Fan's anger completely erupted.
To be continued...