In reality, the battle has reached a white-hot stage.

In the void, Sun Wukong, who was truly stripped of two different individuals because of the particularity of the rules of void, was also staging a fierce battle.

They did not hold back every move, and each move could kill people. The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not use any more spells, but instead decided on the victory and defeat with just a golden cudgel.

The sound of gold and iron echoed in every corner of the void, and the fire that burst out quickly fell into the quagmire of the void and was swallowed greedily by it.

The two of them had mastered their skills to the point where they could not find a rival in the world, but when they fought each other, they found that no matter how vicious their moves were, they still could not do anything to their opponents.

Using the same move, being injured by the same stick, and posing with the same expression is simply a fight with a mirror.

"It's useless. Such a fight is futile. It's impossible for a person to defeat himself without any progress."

Liu'er Mihou said viciously, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to Sun Wukong.

"It's just a little devil. My old grandson can kill you with his hand."

Sun Wukong was merciless and the golden cudgel in his hand ten sticks in one second, instantly cutting off all the retreat paths of Liu'er Mihou.

"You will understand only if I ask myself to tell you. The battle to know the roots is meaningless."

Liu'er Mihou retreated half a step, using the "Dance and Dance Wind" in the stick technique, cutting off all Sun Wukong's offensives.

"Since I followed my master's journey to the west, I have done my best in any battle. Every time I swayed between the life and death ferry, how could I not become stronger? Isn't it proven that I broke through from Taiyi Golden Immortal to Daluo Golden Immortal!"

Sun Wukong shouted angrily and continued to speed up his baton swing.

"You still don't understand-"

When Liu'er Mihou bit his sharp teeth, the golden cudgel in his hand was very spiritually when he resisted Sun Wukong's attack. While resolving the attack, he handed over and sent the golden cudgel in his hand to Sun Wukong's chest. With just a striking force, he attacked Sun Wukong and flew out!

Sun Wukong retreated dozens of steps in succession, which dissolved the internal force of this stick.

He glanced at his chest in a little surprised, then raised his head, widened his ignorant eyes, and stared at the six-eared macaque.

"I have always been growing up, not you. Compared to your ability, your ambitions have already flown out of the sky. Don't you understand?"

The Liu'er Mihou narrated sternly, lifting the stick forward with a quick step, throwing a stick from Sun Wukong's unexpected angle.

The two have the same realm, and they are comparable in terms of stick techniques. In theory, it is no problem for Sun Wukong to take this stick.

However, the Liuer Mihou Sword took a detour, and the original kick of the stick finally ended with a strange arc.

Then, Liu'er Mihou actually gave up his weapon, elbowed away Sun Wukong's stick, and shook it all, shaking it away.

Finally, the Liu'er Mihou turned his palm into a fist, and a fierce collapse punch hit Sun Wukong's lower abdomen. The force of a thousand pounds swept on Sun Wukong like a heavy hammer, directly rushing his body out!!
Chapter completed!