Miyamoto Sakurano looked solemn, as he said, he was not careless at all. He had two swords long and short, and there seemed to be no blind spots between his skills and defenses.

The monkey's ability to teleport was unfolded again, and after only three steps, everyone lost his trace in their eyes. Miyamoto Sakurano was not panicked. He no longer placed his swords on his chest, but protected his chest and back one by one, and his head was slightly slanted as if he was catching the movements around him.

Suddenly, Sakurano moved, his body turned incredibly, and his short-handled Taishao sword was crossed, and he was opposite the ebony stick. The attack was blocked, and the monkey was forced to show up with an incredible look on his face.

The long sword slashed over the moment the two of them met without any warning. The Monkey King rolled on the spot and suddenly jumped and disappeared again.

Sakurano no longer willing to stay where he was waiting, ran towards the front of the left, and then made another blow out of thin air, "Come out!"

The empty place was slashed by this knife and the Monkey King appeared again, and the rod in front of him firmly blocked the Tai Knife that was coming towards him.

"I said that my level is higher than you, and your speed is clear in my eyes!" Miyamoto Sakurano smiled proudly, and the strength in his hand increased a little more.

The Monkey King grinned his teeth. Most of the power growth of the beast clan is higher than that of the human clan, but the little old man in front of him has a lot of strength.

The flames that were unyielding were burning in the eyes of the Monkey King. "Since you can keep up with my speed, let's see if you can follow my stick method."

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch stronger, the Monkey King's weapons are all black, with unclear weight, and a stream of light flashes. At this moment, he no longer dodges and uses the stick technique, and suddenly he enters the sky and rolls in the dark waves, and the wind in the forest is rumbling.

"What a stormy wave, no wonder my ancestors were defeated by you."

Facing the attack of the Monkey King Linglie, Miyamoto Sakurano's two swords were so amazing that he stood firm with his feet, but he didn't take a step back. It was like a sharp rock in the sea, and the waves slapped over him, but they were automatically divided into two sides.

The Monkey King was shocked. It was the first time he had encountered such a difficult enemy in the mountains for a hundred years. He was furious. His two red eyebrows were shiny red, as if they were about to burn, and even the golden monkey hair around his cheeks turned red.

"The bloodline in the battle rebelled against the ancestors!" Chen Ke was a little excited. "It's really God bless China. There is such a spiritual monkey in the world today, and it's worth this trip."

The Monkey King's stick technique became even more fierce, and the black light on the stick also turned into a red stream of light, and the waves of waves turned into rolling magma, and they vowed to swallow and melt Sakurano.

Miyamoto Sakurano seemed unable to stand such high temperatures and finally retreated. This retreat was like a mountain torrent bursting into the dam, with large pieces of stick shadows sweeping over the sky.

"The military dou mirror, the word "one pole"

Sakurano blocked the next wave of attacks, and suddenly put the tip of the Taidao knife on his chest, then stepped forward, and white smoke came out of the soles of his feet. His whole body was like a flash of black and white lightning flashing by, passing through the magma.

"puff"

The Monkey King stick technique was broken, the red shadow dissipated, the stick was beaten into the air, and he fell to the ground and spitted a mouthful of blood.

"You have cultivated into the Nascent Soul!" The Monkey King said in disbelief.

"Actually, our Miyamoto family should all thank you. If it weren't for the shame of breaking the arm that you brought to your ancestors, the Miyamoto family would not have been able to practice hard for generations, and I would not have been able to achieve the divine realm. Now, our cultivation is very different, and it should be the time for the Miyamoto family to clean up the shame." Miyamoto Sakurano held his swords with his left and right hands, and walked towards the monkey step by step.

The Monkey King was slashed just now, and his weapons were all gone, and there was a blood mark on his chest, which was obviously very injured.

The strange beasts saw the Monkey King in trouble from afar, and were anxious, letting go of their original opponents and running towards Sakurano as if crazy.

The toad is the farthest away, but because of the attack of water columns and poisonous gas, the support is the first to arrive. Several water columns are like water guns and have a powerful impact force to stop Sakurano from stepping forward.

Unexpectedly, Sakurano only waved the short sword, and the water column all collapsed. At this time, the immortal bear and four little brothers of brown bears had arrived. Each brown bear weighed 100 kilograms, and the impact force could reach a thousand kilograms. Sakurano looked like a little old man, but he used his knife at will and actually cut off these giants.

The coffin beast pedaled on the rocks and rolled in, and its thick tail was swaying towards Sakurano's forehead to penetrate a hole.

It was still a knife, no accident. There was a blood mark on the body of the coffin beast with deep bones that could be seen, and it fell to one side.

Seeing that the opponent was fierce and unable to resist, the Tianshen Toad was so busy that he opened his mouth and raised a huge water curtain to pull the Monkey King to escape first. However, although the water curtain was large, it could not stop Ying Ye's steps at all. Only three seconds later, Tianshen Toad and the Monkey King fell to the ground again with two sword wounds.

"Monkey King, please don't struggle anymore. Let Miyamoto cut off your head and pay tribute to his ancestors." Sakurano's words seemed very rational, but his eyes showed cruel murderous intent. He quickly approached with his step-by-step pressure. He put his hands together and he would kill the Monkey King's life with one knife.

The strange beast next to him showed anxious eyes, but was seriously injured and could not get up. He could only roar in anger in a hurry.

The Monkey King's eyes were cold. Although he had no power to fight back, he proudly raised his head and did not retreat at all. He was not afraid of life and death when fighting, and his blood energy was stronger. The golden retriever on his face turned into a circle of red at this moment.

"Can you change your color?" Miyamoto Sakurano said with interest, "In our Japan, the powerful monsters are all changing. The more they become like ancestors, the stronger they are. I guess you are in this category. It's a pity that you don't have the chance to change again."

A afterimage danced on the tip of the knife, shining like a meteor, and it was about to separate the Monkey King's head and neck.

A stone broke through the wind and hit the Taidao accurately, and only had time to cut off a few monkey hairs.

This small stone contained a huge force. Miyamoto Sakurano in the Nascent Soul stage was staggered and his body unconsciously took a few steps back.

"He Fang's master!" Sakurano's eyes were panic for the first time, and his two swords returned to his defensive posture, looking left and right at where the enemy was.

A hand suddenly rested on the Monkey King's shoulder. The Monkey King was shocked. Although he was injured, it was impossible for someone to approach him silently.

Just as I was about to struggle, a pure spiritual energy poured into the Monkey King's body along my arms. It turned out that the body, which had been damaged by several knifes, was slowly recovering due to the nourishment of spiritual power, and the power was gradually returning to his body, with indescribable warmth and comfort.

The Monkey King looked up and wondered who the person was.

In the sun, an old man in plain clothes, wearing a leather bag, holding a cigarette pole, and smiling at himself.

"Damn it! Isn't that Mr. Chen? When did he run there?" Old Xia rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe it.

Wu Kang also frequently looked back at his side and looked into the distance. Old Chen, who was still talking beside him, disappeared, and he did appear on the battlefield.

Wu Shi showed an expectant smile, "You can't help but take action."

Miyamoto Sakurano was very afraid of the old man who could knock his sword away with a stone, and asked, "In the lower Japanese Sakurano, the senior who can use stone to break my sword must not be an unknown person. I wonder if he has a name?"
Chapter completed!