The black halberd descended like a black flood dragon, madly charging forward.
The opponent’s strength was formidable, even among the supre beings, he was outstanding.
Moreover, facing Sun Wukong, he was full of confidence.
No matter what, ng Tianhuo did not believe that a re Great Heavenly Venerate had the power to defeat him.
Therefore, while he was cautious, he didn’t take it too seriously.
ng Tianhuo contemplated to what extent he should severely injure Sun Wukong, so as not to anger the other two individuals alongside him.
He wasn’t afraid of the Queen Mother and felt their strength was comparable.
However, when facing the Eastern King, ng Tianhuo felt a deep-seated trepidation.
That feeling was akin to facing an ancestral presence.
He believed the man before him might be at a level similar to an ancestor.
Confronted by ng Tianhuo’s strike, Sun Wukong brandished the Jingu Bang, and as it swept against the wind, he directly swung it out.
This was a real, head-on collision.
ng Tianhuo cursed inwardly, calling him a fool; did such a being dare to clash with him?
He slightly subdued his strength, afraid of accidentally killing Sun Wukong.
At that mont, a horrifying force emanated from the halberd, causing ng Tianhuo’s expression to change.
The next instant, he was sent flying sideways, crashing not far away.
At this mont, ng Tianhuo’s face turned dark.
He looked at Sun Wukong in shock, never expecting that his opponent’s strength would be equal to his own.
Not only that, he had reserved his strength earlier, yet Sun Wukong had taken the upper hand.
This was an opponent that couldn’t be underestimated.
Realizing this, ng Tianhuo dared not be careless anymore.
He stood up from afar, pointed the halberd at Sun Wukong, his expression growing serious.
"Very well, it seems I underestimated you earlier, since you have such strength, I will now give it my all."
Feeling ng Tianhuo’s change, Sun Wukong smiled and said lightly, "Go ahead, Old Sun can’t wait any longer."
"Kill."
ng Tianhuo’s eyes turned cold as he charged forward.
The halberd descended, overwhelmingly powerful to the extre,
At this mont, even the void was fracturing, with Chaos Qi surging, enveloping the figures of both combatants.
Sun Wukong moved as well, rushing to engage.
The Jingu Bang and halberd collided, the intense Mana intertwined and clashed, bursting forth terrifying waves.
The Queen Mother was a bit shocked, unable to resist saying, "The Great Saint’s strength is almost catching up with mine."
The Eastern King remarked bluntly, "It’s not that he’s almost catching up, he’s already surpassed you, and with the Great Saint’s techniques, if you two fight, you’d be the dead one."
The Queen Mother: "..."
She was truly astonished, evidently having not realized that Sun Wukong was already this powerful.
Initially, the Queen Mother thought Sun Wukong was indeed formidable, but compared to herself, there should still be so gap.
Now it seed she had thought too much.
The two figures clashed fiercely, every strike bursting forth with astonishing strength.
The Eastern King said in surprise, "This ng Tianhuo’s strength is quite good, I originally thought the Great Saint could quickly take him down."
"Indeed, he’s not weaker than the Great Saint. If I faced him, it might only be a draw."
The Queen Mother’s expression grew somber.
Within the Kunlun Ruins, there were actually so many masters.
Any supre being that erged wouldn’t be weaker than her; it was impossible to know just how many masters inhabited the Kunlun Ruins.
The two engaged in battle, both resorting to their True Fire.
They weren’t rely fighting at close quarters; they utilized various techniques, unleashing countless Immortal Techniques, capable of destroying mountains and lands.
For the first ti, Sun Wukong encountered such a troubleso opponent, whose combat power was comparable to his, yet Sun Wukong didn’t have the advantage.
Wanting to overco him was not an easy task.
He could only deploy all his techniques, even simultaneously releasing multiple Immortal Techniques, transforming them into a wave of chaotic light, attempting to penetrate the opponent’s defense.
Yet, though ng Tianhuo coughed blood, he still managed to block.
Sun Wukong’s expression grew increasingly grave.
Earlier, even Yang Jian would have been injured by his attacks.
Yet, ng Tianhuo only coughed a few mouthfuls of blood.
From this, it was evident how strong ng Tianhuo was.
Boom.
Sun Wukong struck again, attacking fiercely.
They battled intensely, their punches and strikes causing the heavens and earth to crumble.
He felt a fire burning in his heart, having fought for so long without overcoming his opponent felt too incompetent.
Sun Wukong didn’t know that the astonishnt ng Tianhuo felt in his heart was entirely equal to his own.
ng Tianhuo was not an ordinary supre being; his lineage was profound, his thods extrely formidable.
No one with equivalent strength could suppress him.
Much less soone like Sun Wukong, who was just a Great Heavenly Venerate, already suppressing him.
Such a result was utterly unacceptable to ng Tianhuo.
He went berserk too, resorting to tactics that exchanged injury for injury, striving to fight Sun Wukong desperately.
The fight reached hundreds of moves, with both sides seeing red.
However, the Eastern King and Queen Mother were unfazed.
Sun Wukong possessed an Immortal Body and the Root of Immortality.
To exchange injury for injury with Sun Wukong was the most foolish behavior.
Of course, ng Tianhuo didn’t know this and kept fighting fiercely.
Sun Wukong smiled, though feeling sowhat embarrassed.
Continuing this way, even if he defeated ng Tianhuo, he felt it wouldn’t be honorable.
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong couldn’t help but advise, "I have the Root of Immortality, if you keep fighting like this, the one to lose will definitely be you."
Originally, ng Tianhuo was fighting desperately, but upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words, his face darkened.
He looked at Sun Wukong, almost going berserk himself.
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