Chapter 410: 410. Chapter 410 Xuantian Ji: How could you possibly be this strong?

410. Chapter 410 Xuantian Ji: How could you possibly be this strong?

Sun Wukong heard this, looked at Xuantian Ji's sinister gaze, and said:

"Looks like, if I don't beat you black and blue today, you won't let this old monkey pass."

Xuantian Ji pointed his halberd at Sun Wukong and said arrogantly:

"Sun Wukong, come on; today I will let you die beneath my halberd to avenge the humiliation you inflicted on me over a thousand years ago."

As his words fell, Xuantian Ji leapt up, instantly crossing over thirty meters to appear before Sun Wukong, and brought his halberd down fiercely.

Sun Wukong swung his golden staff upward, blocking the halberd.

In that instant, a flicker of surprise appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

Because, judging by the power of Xuantian Ji's halberd, it was actually comparable to his strength when he wasn't using his full power.

You must know that over a thousand years ago, Xuantian Ji was nothing but trash that he could dispose of with a casual move.

Yet now, after merely a thousand years, the opponent has grown to this extent.

Sun Wukong felt very uneasy.

If even Xuantian Ji has grown to this extent, then Panzhen must be even stronger.

The entire Blazing Sun must be even stronger than it was over a thousand years ago.

If at this moment Panzhen again leads the current hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to invade China, could he... still hold them off?

Sun Wukong didn't know, and didn't dare to think about it.

Fortunately, besides Sun Wukong the Victorious Fighting Buddha, China also has Qilin and Qiangwei, who have already become gods.

Even Qianxunji, this newly ascended major god, might be somewhat stronger than him.

China, possessing four gods, will not fear Panzhen and his hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals.

Next, Sun Wukong and Xuantian Ji exchanged attacks back and forth.

However, after hundreds of rounds of combat, neither could gain the upper hand over the other.

Sun Wukong sensed trouble; if he didn't unleash his full power, he feared he couldn't defeat Xuantian Ji even within an hour.

Continuing like this would not only cause him to lose face greatly, but also cause China to lose face greatly.

After all, having come to the Heavenly Dao, he virtually represents China, while Xuantian Ji at this moment represents the Heavenly Dao.

But if he unleashed his full power, it would directly inflict severe injury on Xuantian Ji, which would provoke Panzhen's wrath.

It would even give Panzhen a pretext to attack Lanxing.

However, at this moment Lanxing faces an imminent invasion by the Glutton, and can no longer afford to make the Heavenly Dao a formidable enemy.

Headache, headache!

For a moment, Sun Wukong didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong glanced at the distant Qianxunji, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The next moment, Sun Wukong smashed his golden staff fiercely at Xuantian Ji, forcing Xuantian Ji to block on the spot.

Sun Wukong used this to disengage, widening the distance from Xuantian Ji and arriving beside Qianxunji.

Seeing this, Xuantian Ji did not pursue, but instead burst into wild, loud laughter.

Hahaha… hahaha…

After laughing, Xuantian Ji looked down on Sun Wukong with contempt and said:

"Monkey, I never expected that after over a thousand years, your strength hasn't improved at all. Right now you're actually fleeing from my blows—are you afraid that if we fight a bit longer, I'll beat you badly and trample you underfoot?"

"Xuantian Ji, you damn well think too much!"

Sun Wukong directly cursed at Xuantian Ji, then patted Qianxunji's shoulder beside him and said:

"What I just did wasn't fleeing; I simply didn't want to bully you, this trash."

"To avoid bullying you, I now let our China's junior fight you; he's only in his fifties, but he's more than enough to defeat you."

"What?"

"Sun Wukong, how dare you insult me like this?" Xuantian Ji shouted angrily, glancing at Qianxunji beside Sun Wukong.

From beginning to end, this handsome man has never been taken seriously by him.

Because he looks like an ordinary person, utterly incapable of withstanding a blow.

"Xuantian Ji, are you perhaps afraid of our China's younger generation?" Sun Wukong said, using the goading tactic.

"Hmph!" Xuantian Ji snorted coldly and said disdainfully:

"I'm afraid of him?"

"With his feeble appearance, I could crush him with a single finger."

"Alright then!" Such weak trash isn't even worthy of watching our fight; I'll send him on his way now.

Xuantian Ji stepped forward, crossing several tens of meters to reach Qianxunji, and swung his halberd with full force at Qianxunji's shoulder.

Although Xuantian Ji is arrogant, he is also a cautious and meticulous person.

Although Qianxunji looks weak, even a lion uses full force when catching a rabbit; Xuantian Ji therefore unleashed his strongest strike.

"Bang!"

Only a light impact sound was heard as the halberd heavily struck Qianxunji's shoulder.

However, the scene he expected of Qianxunji being cut in half did not appear; instead, it made him feel as if he had seen a ghost.

Because he saw that his full-force halberd strike on the opponent's shoulder actually failed to break through the defense.

Even the opponent's golden long robe remained completely undamaged.

"How... how is this possible?"

Xuantian Ji's eyes were filled with disbelief; you must know that even if Sun Wukong took a full-force blow from him, he would still be injured.

"Retreat!"

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant; Xuantianji realized Qianxunji might be extremely powerful, and he quickly retreated.

But he found he couldn't retreat, because the tip of the Heaven-Pointing Halberd was firmly grasped by a large hand.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge even an inch.

Seeing this, Xuantianji simply threw a punch at Qianxunji's chest.

He put all his strength into this punch.

Bang!

The heavy punch landed directly on Qianxunji's chest.

But the result was the same as before; facing his full-force punch, Qianxunji suffered no injury at all.

Run!

At this moment, Xuantianji realized the terror of the person before him.

Damn it, Sun Wukong even said this person was their glorious Chinese junior.

This damn thing is no junior; calling him Sun Wukong's ancestor wouldn't be an exaggeration—otherwise, how could he be so strong, standing there letting him attack without any effect?

At this moment, Xuantianji had only one thought in his mind: to run.

Run, run far away from this pervert before you.

To flee quickly, Xuantianji even gave up the Heaven-Pointing Halberd that had accompanied him for over a thousand years, releasing it and retreating rapidly.

Can you escape?

Then, a cold voice sounded.

As Xuantianji was rapidly retreating, he suddenly noticed Qianxunji's figure vanish from the spot.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before him, and then a palm struck down toward his head.

Seeing this, Xuantianji hurriedly pushed up with both hands, trying to block the palm.

Crack... crack...

Only the sound of several bones breaking was heard; Xuantianji's hands not only failed to block Qianxunji's palm, but were smashed to pieces.

The next moment, Qianxunji's large hand directly slapped Xuantianji's forehead.

Bang!

With a bang, Xuantianji instantly bled from his seven orifices and collapsed helplessly to the ground.

(End of chapter)