Chapter 862: Injure five thousand enemies, ten thousand self-injury
After Nezha flew far away, he finally stopped and heard the black bear spirit's sinister tone. A ball of anger inevitably rose in his heart, and he no longer held back.
"Okay, then let me show you what you are capable of."
The Hun Tian Ling flew out of Nezha's hand.
Huntian Ling shuttled around the battlefield like a snake, and soon came to the black bear spirit.
The black bear spirit was also a little confused when he saw Huntian Ling approaching.
"What is this?"
Before he could react, Huntian Ling was wrapped around his hand.
When the black bear spirit saw this, he immediately tried to pull Hun Tianling away, but to his surprise, before he could use his strength, Hun Tianling wrapped his other hand around him.
Both hands are now tied up.
Black Bear Jing was shocked and immediately summoned all his strength to break free.
However, Hun Tianling had already wrapped herself around his body and soon entangled him completely.
The completely covered black bear spirit was still resisting, but it was to no avail.
After Nezha saw that he was wrapped up, his expression gradually became more relaxed, but before he could step forward, a golden light flew over and cut Huntian Ling into pieces without harming the black bear spirit.
"Lin Fang!!"
Nezha turned his head, his eyes somewhat angry.
Lin Fang shrank his neck and then disappeared in an instant.
Then……
Nezha suddenly felt something approaching.
Turning his head, a black fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes. It was a black bear spirit.
"Your opponent is me, don't be distracted."
The black bear spirit punched Nezha right in front of the door.
The powerful force directly dented Nezha's face, and blood spurted out, dyeing half of the sky red.
Nezha's body flew backwards again, hitting countless heavenly soldiers before stopping.
But his face was still bleeding.
Nezha stared at the black bear spirit, the anger in his heart had reached its peak.
He wants to kill the bear!
And he did the same.
With the Fire Spear in his hand and the Fire Wheel at his feet, the broken Huntian Ling began to reorganize and wrap around his body.
Nezha slowly rose into the sky, and a golden ring of flames appeared behind him. Six arms grew again behind him, and two identical heads appeared on the left and right sides of his head.
A flame ignited between his eyebrows.
Three heads and eight arms.
Nezha opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as water, showing no emotion at all.
Black Bear Spirit looked at Nezha as if he had changed into a different person, and he felt a great sense of crisis in his heart.
Will die!!
He will definitely die!!
At this moment, he really wanted to turn around and run away, far away.
But he didn't. The black bear spirit gritted his teeth. The fear in his eyes was no longer replaced by madness.
"Grandpa, I will fight for your life once!!"
The black bear spirit strode towards Nezha.
As he moved, his body began to expand, gradually getting bigger.
By the time he came to Nezha's side, he was already over a hundred feet tall. Every step he took could make the earth tremble, and a wave of his hand would make a strong wind howl.
"Dharma is in heaven and earth?"
Nezha's expression showed a hint of hesitation.
Of course, Black Bear Spirit has not done nothing in the past few years, he has been practicing.
He specially learned this Dharma from Sun Wukong so that he could use it one day when he was desperate.
The black bear spirit called toward Nezha like bear paws on the city wall.
Nezha flew up to escape.
However, the heavenly soldiers and generals around him were unlucky and turned into blood mist.
Nezha looked at the terrifying lethality and did not dare to underestimate it. He flew along his arm towards his head.
The Dharma-Xiang Heaven and Earth is very powerful, but it also has many drawbacks.
As your body grows larger, your speed will slow down.
And he can rely on his flexible body to directly consume the black bear's essence to death.
But Nezha didn't intend to do this, he wanted to be tough.
Nezha flew in front of the black bear spirit's head and saw that the head was like a small mountain. He clenched the fire-pointed spear in his hand. The flames burning on the fire-pointed spear were much more intense than before.
When Nezha swung his gun, the flames dyed half of the sky red, and the entire sky seemed to have turned into a sea of fire.
The black bear spirit, however, refused to dodge and bumped his head towards Nezha.
The flames enveloped the black bear spirit.
But the next moment, the black bear spirit broke through the flames.
The flames scorched half of his head, and bones could be seen in the worst parts.
At this time, the black bear spirit's eyes were full of madness, and he ran towards Nezha like crazy.
Nezha was also startled by his blood-red eyes.
He really didn't expect that the black bear spirit would dare to fight like this, nor did he trade injuries for injuries. This was simply a strategy of losing ten thousand to himself and five thousand to the enemy.
He resisted hastily and was hit on the head by the black bear spirit.
Under the tremendous force, Nezha felt his golden body shake, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
But before he could react, the black bear spirit's second blow had already arrived.
The black bear spirit grabbed Nezha in his hand and gave it a firm squeeze.
If this blow is grasped, even Nezha will not be able to withstand it, and he will lose half his life.
At the critical moment of life and death, Nezha couldn't care too much. He gathered all his mana and focused on the fire-tip spear, stabbed it upward, and directly pierced the black bear spirit's palm.
Nezha took the opportunity to get out.
After the disaster, he looked at the black bear spirit with a little more fear in his eyes.
He really couldn't figure out why the black bear spirit dared to fight so hard. It was simply a life-threatening situation.
Are the demon clan really that good?
Can you make him even risk his life?
Is his brain broken?
It's a pity that the black bear spirit has no time to talk to him now.
Otherwise, the black bear spirit will definitely refute him, and he will refute him eloquently.
Of course the Monster Clan is not good, it can even be said to be a mess, and there is still some unresolved hatred between the various tribes of the Monster Clan, but these are not important.
The important thing is that he is a monster.
And for the first time in thousands of years, the demon tribe can feel proud and proud, straighten up and become demons.
If they lose this battle, their straightened waists will be bent and they will kneel down again and become the street rats despised by everyone.
What the black bear spirit maintains is not the demon clan, but its own dignity.
The black bear spirit gasped and stared at Nezha. At this moment, he actually smiled!
Nezha looked at his half-faced smile and felt a little nervous for some reason.
He is obviously the stronger one.
But the identities of hunter and prey seemed to be reversed at this moment.
The black bear spirit didn't say anything. He looked at the palm with a hole in it and shook it. Seeing that it could still be used, he clenched his fist and smashed it towards Nezha.
Nezha quickly stabbed the black bear spirit with a fire-tipped spear.
The tip of the spear easily pierced the black bear spirit's palm, and blood flowed down like a waterfall.
This blow directly destroyed one of the Black Bear Spirit's arms, but the Black Bear Spirit seemed to feel no pain and continued to attack with the other intact arm without hesitation.
Nezha was punched, but one of his arms was disabled again.