Brute power lost slightly, but Chu He was not anxious or uneasy at all.

Strong self-confidence has always been in Chu He's heart, and he has never doubted his own victory.

Chu He does not take action often, and this trend becomes more and more obvious as he becomes stronger and stronger.

But this does not mean that Chu He's skills will regress.

In fact, he never relaxed in his exercise.

But the higher the level, the clearer the Chu He's self-cognition will be.

He can weigh the trade-offs and use various means to create advantages for himself.

In the final analysis, he has the power.

Just like he is in reality, he uses the government to help him develop a different world.

If he did not have the unparalleled cultivation level in the world, how could he be so satisfied?

Stick shadows and axe shadows are overlapping in the cave.

Continuous collision between each other.

The strong wind of shattered hit the soft rock walls, and then the loud sound kept echoing in the not-so-empty space.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

Finally, the terrifying energy compressed to the extreme and all burst out.

boom···!

The earth was lifted and the cave was blown up.

Chuhe and the deserted tomb transformed into two rays of light and shadow, and jumped out of the deep pit.

I saw that the stone axe in the hand of the deserted grave was retracted and holding it with both hands, as if I had pinched the ends of the sky.

With a force of tearing, there was a crack of nothingness from his palm, which quickly spread towards Chuhe and aimed at Chuhe, not allowing him to escape.

As soon as he was in trouble, the deserted grave used some special talented means.

This may be the bloodline passed down to him by Huang Hui.

The power to tear apart and destroy everything.

Facing the cracks that were torn into pieces, Chu He held the Dinghai Ding Hai Needle in his hand, his face was not dissatisfied and without any panic.

In the cave, he can still fight with the deserted graves with stick techniques and some martial arts.

When there is a gap in strength, it will be difficult to fight with the opponent.

At this time, the cave was released and the constraints were untied. How could the other party be suppressed?

Supernatural powers: Dharma of heaven and earth!

Chu He transformed into a giant hundreds of feet into it, and it seemed that its height had not reached its peak, but its full density had already overwhelmed it.

He put away the Dinghai Shen Needle, but with one punch, he welcomed the crack that teared the sky.

Boom!

The sky is broken.

The sky seemed to have broken a corner, and the stars outside the sky could be seen faintly, and the divine kingdom and fairyland that were trembling under the impact of huge ripples.

In the Heavenly Court, many immortals and gods saw this battle and looked at each other.

Even in the mortal world at this time, those who possess such force are not unique, but are already rare.

The terrifying battle also brought disaster to the Sanmiao tribe.

Many ordinary tribal people can only choose to run away blindly in the face of disaster, but they have no idea where to escape.

Chu He's body twisted and turned into its original size again.

The stick method in his hand changed and it turned out to be like a spear.

Chu He's stick technique was later understood spontaneously by integrating some of the characteristics of the Monkey King.

In fact, even earlier, he was good at swordsmanship and marksmanship.

But the embarrassment is that Chu He does not have a good gun or a good knife now.

The methods of starting a business earlier are now being used more and less.

A gun shoots a line, and a stick sweeps a large piece.

Although it is not as big as a stick method.

But his gunshot skills are tricky, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and it is hard to guard against.

Using sticks as guns, the deserted graves dare not underestimate Chuhe.

In fact, even if there is no gun tip, just a little broken face and no stick hits him, the pressure he is under is far greater than before.

"It's a pity that your stick lacks a sharp spear tip, otherwise you'll beat me now." After retreating with a blow, Huang Tomb said to Chu He.

The two have had more than 500 rounds head-on.

Everything happened in extremely fast time, so it seemed that it had just passed and we shouldn't have fought so many times.

After so many head-on confrontations, Huang Tomb felt something was wrong in his heart.

All his power has been shown.

But Chu He was like a bottomless abyss, and seemed to have always had more means to suddenly erupt, catching him off guard.

If this continues, he feels that he must lose.

So Wu Tomb wants to find a way to determine the winner and lose, determine the superiority and death within the next few moves.

Facing the questioning of the deserted tomb, Chu He did not respond at all.

It’s just that I’m waving the long stick is even more anxious, and I’m not even using various magical powers to help.

"What? Are you very regretful? But there is no way, you are going to lose. I will use the unique skills I will use in the next three moves. If you can hold on, I will let you pass this second level, but what?" Seeing that Chu He ignored him, Huang Ting could only continue to chat, try to suppress Chu He's momentum, and then improve his strength.

Chu He was still calm, as if he was just ordinary.

He suddenly turned around, whirled in the air, and a powerful force burst out, and a bucket came out with a stick.

The deserted grave rushed forward with his chest, not dodging or avoiding.

The stone axe in his hand slashed at Chu He's head.

What he was trying to fight for injuries.

What I think is that my body is more capable of resisting than Chu He.

It's just...he miscalculated!

A real pain in his chest, he felt a cold and rough thing pierced into his originally strong body.

When he looked down, Chu He's Dinghai Shen Needle was already half in his heart.

Blood flows, sprinkling in the sky.

Every drop of blood has a weight comparable to mountains and rivers. It drips to the ground, making the sound of a meteorite hitting the ground.

"Why... can it?" Huang Ting's eyes showed confusion.

The next moment, I suddenly felt the stick piercing into his body start to vibrate violently and quickly grow bigger, gradually becoming hot and hot from the original cold.

boom!

Chu He held one end of the long stick, and the other end was not only as big as a mountain, but also a sharp spear head was dotted in front of it.

Facing the desolate grave that turned into bloody rain and fell on the earth.

Chu He then apologized sincerely and said, "I'm sorry! I don't have the habit of beating with my opponent before killing my opponent... Then my stick will actually change. If you don't have a gun tip, maybe you can't kill you, but...Who said I don't have a gun tip?"

If the deserted grave is still alive, he will definitely scold Chu He for being treacherous.

After fighting so many times before, Chu He has never revealed the essence of the Dinghai Ding Hai Pin.

But this hidden point became a killer move and ruined the desolate grave.

After killing the deserted grave, Chu He glanced at it and landed not far away. The monster that had just poked out from under the shadow of an ancient tree.

"Haha! I quit... Exit! We are all brothers and our father's descendants. Who of us wins or not?" Wuliang said politely.

Chu He smiled and nodded: "I feel relieved when I see you are fine."

When the ghost heard this, he almost burst into tears... Is he really moved or dare not move?

It was not until this time that the three old witches of the Sanmiao Tribe had a pale face and flew out from elsewhere. Facing the powerful Chu He, when he was questioning, he suddenly became stiff again and subconsciously changed the subject.
Chapter completed!