aircannonsinc Chapter 162 1 stick
Chapter 162 1 stick
The one shot that was most likely to succeed at the moment ended up failing.
However, the Earth Sun Wukong is also a battle-hardened warrior after all. He has extremely fast reaction ability and immediately made the most correct arrangements. All clones immediately adjusted their formations.
Judging from all the current news, the combat power displayed by Marshal Tianpeng has no shortcomings.
And even a casual blow can destroy a clone. If you want to hurt him or attack him, now it seems that you can only swarm him.
Use as many attacks as possible to fight for a possibility with one of them.
swoosh————
After making a plan, all the clones dispersed in an instant and rushed towards Marshal Tianpeng from all directions, including the Earth Sun Wukong himself.
"Is this another change of plan?"
Marshal Tianpeng casually shook the Shangbao Qin Golden Rake in his hand, and some of the remaining limbs from the battle just now were hanging on it.
Use quantity to change quality and strive for the slightest possibility.
It's a good plan, but a good plan also depends on who is on the opposite side?
Three heads and six arms, in the memory of many people, this seems to be a powerful skill exclusive to Nezha.
But in fact, many people know this skill or magical power.
For example, the real Sun Wukong often uses three heads and six arms for fighting.
As for Marshal Tianpeng, as a third-generation disciple of the orthodox human sect, he has naturally practiced this magical power. Although in terms of proficiency and combat power, he is not as good as Brother Monkey or Nezha.
But against Earth Sun Wukong, there is still no problem.
"Change!"
Marshal Tianpeng shouted loudly, and instantly there were two more heads on his left and right sides, and four arms grew out of his back, each holding a Baoqin gold rake.
Each looked at the clones coming towards their own direction. If they wanted to win with numbers, they had to see if they could defeat his three heads and six arms.
All of this happened between Sumeru. Even if Sun Wukong on Earth was surprised by the sudden change of Marshal Tianpeng, it was too late to change anything.
Peng————! ! !
A clone that was originally attacking from the back was now attacked from the front, and was directly beaten into two pieces by a rake.
There were many others in a similar situation to him, and the clones that were almost at the forefront were all destroyed with the same sound and turned into garbage floating in the universe.
By the time the clones realized something was wrong and began to evade, their number was less than half.
Even if the main body is added, it is less than the number of hands.
Only then did Earth Sun Wukong understand that those enemies he had easily killed in the past felt the final despair in their hearts.
It turns out that under the overwhelming strength, the feeling of no hope and powerlessness is so unbearable.
Fight!
But even so, Earth Sun Wukong doesn't want to give up, or in other words, doesn't want it to end like this.
Even if there is no way to attack Marshal Tianpeng, he will still fight to the death!
Marshal Tianpeng, who instantly destroyed half of his clones, noticed that the people from the earth were getting closer and closer.
So he planned to use the next move to end this battle. The Earth Sun Wukong was already at his wits end.
There is no possibility of making even the smallest splash, and it's time to be the villain's final ending.
At the same time, Earth Sun Wukong was also rushing towards him.
Marshal Tianpeng prepared this move to end the battle. Sun Wukong on Earth also had the same idea. There was no need to delay it any longer. No matter what, the ending would be the same.
All the clones used all their strength and used the final sacrificial blow. Naturally, the same thing happened to the original Sun Wukong.
It should have been his last blow. Thinking of the Earth, Sun Wukong's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, getting brighter and brighter.
The mass-produced dark alloy rod in his hand could not even withstand this terrifying force, and made an extremely small crackling sound. Maybe when this blow fell, it was the end of its life.
But it should be lucky, as long as it encounters Shangbao Qin Golden Rake, it cannot avoid this ending.
But it is lucky, because it will carry a warrior, possibly the strongest blow in his life.
Move forward as quickly as possible and rush towards Marshal Tianpeng.
Raise your hand.
Raise the stick.
Smash it down.
At this moment, the dark alloy rod actually ignited flames, streaking through the dark space at a speed that ordinary people could not capture, as if the space was cut in half at the same time.
The speed of this stick exceeded all the previous attacks of Sun Wukong on Earth for thousands of years. It was so fast that even the strong men watching the battle became serious.
Looking at this stick, they couldn't help but wonder, if it were them, could they avoid it?
If he can't escape, can he withstand it?
What kind of harm will it cause to yourself?
No one said the specific result, but their solemn expressions never relaxed, and they looked here more attentively.
They want to know the results more than ever.
Perhaps, Sun Wukong on Earth might be able to harm Marshal Tianpeng...
Indeed, this blow is very strong and terrifying.
No one present would be completely sure of what to do next, so the best solution they could think of was to dodge.
Even if there is no way to dodge, try to resist it as much as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unbearable.
Boom————! ! !
The sound was wrong, it didn't sound like the stick hitting Marshal Canopy.
This is almost the same sound as the sound of all the attacks just now being blocked by the Shangbaoqin gold rake.
The biggest difference may be that the sound is louder.
Marshal Tianpeng held up the Baoqin Golden Rake with both hands, with the mass-produced dark alloy rod of Earth's Sun Wukong on it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
This time, he still had no effort to block this attack.
But compared to the previous parries that he didn't pay attention to at all and were mostly playful, this time he was at least serious and used both hands.
Snapped----
There was a crisp sound, and the mass-produced dark alloy rod could no longer bear it and broke into tiny fragments all over the sky, the kind that were difficult to see with the naked eye.
Wow……
The same thing happened to Sun Wukong on Earth. He could no longer bear the severe pain in his severely injured body and his internal organs as if they had been shattered.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was about to collapse.
At this time, the other clones also arrived, but it was too late and there was no point.
Marshal Tianpeng casually waved the Shangbaoqin Golden Rake a few times and destroyed them all.
Only the Earth Sun Wukong was left in front of him, supported by somersault clouds and keeping himself from falling.
"This last one looks very similar."
"But it still didn't hurt you. It didn't even hit you."
"You are not him after all."
"I know,"
After saying a few words, Marshal Tianpeng raised the Shangbao Qin Golden Rake in his hand, preparing to give him the final blow.
"Wait a moment!"