Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 83 Rage

"What the hell?"

After a while, his eyes were bloodshot.

The mutant was his pet, but this dead monkey actually killed his mutant.

Just now he was imagining that he had an army of aliens, but now all of that has gone to waste.

“F**K!”

Yun Ming was furious and lost his mind in an instant. He took the silver blade knife and slashed at Sun Wukong.

A "swish" sound.

The air was torn apart, thunder roared like lightning, flames blazed in the sky, meteors chased the moon, and meteorites fell to the ground.

Just a blink of an eye!

Yunming's knife came to Sun Wukong's neck, and it seemed that it was about to cut off his head.

"clang!"

Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel to block Yun Ming's fatal move.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

When Sun Wukong saw the cut from his golden cudgel, his expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck you, damn monkey."

Yun Ming ignored Sun Wukong completely. After missing his first attack, his offensive became more and more frantic.

With Yunming as the center, a violent whirlwind roared straight into the sky, with sword energy everywhere, as if to tear the sky apart. The air was filled with thunderous shocks, and the unparalleled power was terrifying.

Yun Ming was like a madman driven by anger at this moment. He waved the silver-bladed knife with flashing blade light and launched a crazy attack on Sun Wukong.

Every swing of the sword was accompanied by a thunderous sound, which was about to tear the entire battlefield apart.

Sun Wukong was like a nimble monkey, weaving freely through Yun Ming's attacks while cleverly counterattacking with his golden cudgel.

Suddenly, Yun Ming swiftly sidestepped and cleverly avoided Sun Wukong's attack, then stabbed Sun Wukong's abdomen with a backhanded knife like lightning.

Sun Wukong was caught off guard and was cut deeply by the silver blade, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

"Good good!"

Sun Wukong covered his wound and his eyes became more ferocious. He sneered and jumped up as agile as a monkey, avoiding Yun Ming's subsequent attacks.

Then, he raised the golden cudgel and smashed it hard towards Yunming.

"clang!"

Seeing this, Yun Ming quickly raised the silver-bladed knife to resist, but the power of the golden cudgel was too great. He was shocked and retreated repeatedly, and the silver-bladed knife in his hand was knocked out.

He knew that he was no match for Sun Wukong, but the anger in his heart prevented him from retreating.

Fight with this damn monkey!!!

Damn it, out of nowhere, this dead monkey suddenly fell from the sky, looking like he was coming to punish someone, and directly killed his mutant alien.

Scholars can bear it, what can't bear it.

In an instant, golden light flashed in Yunming's body, and all kinds of martial arts condensed into a powerful force, turning into a rolling river, with bright and clear energy. Countless air currents vibrated and condensed into the shape of a mountain, suppressing Sun Wukong fiercely.

This move is extremely powerful, as if it can break everything and crush everything.

"Bah!"

However, Sun Wukong just shouted lightly, and sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the wind howled, directly breaking Yun Ming's move.

His move was broken, and Yun Ming was immediately attacked by his true energy, and he spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

Yun Ming regained some consciousness after being injured, but when he thought of his mutant being beaten into a bloody foam, the grief and anger in his heart surged up again, making him unable to calm down.

Mudd!

The newly adopted pet died before it even warmed up.

His army of mutants withered and scattered like leaves in the autumn wind. It was over before it even began.

The more Yun Ming thought about it, the angrier he became. His heart was broken and his liver was torn.

Who had he offended? He immediately killed all his mutants.

"All the monkeys in the world deserve to die!" Yun Ming cursed in his heart.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he was no match for Sun Wukong. He could only bury his hatred deep in his heart and wait for revenge in the future.

Yunming began to control psychic energy and open the subspace channel.

"Very angry, very furious?" Sun Wukong shouted coldly at Yun Ming, "When you slaughtered those people, you acted recklessly. Did you ever imagine this day would come?"

When Yun Ming heard this, his face instantly darkened.

I realized that Sun Wukong was obsessed with the collapsed building and it was really endless.

"Didn't I save anyone in the Tianhe battle?" Yun Ming said in a cold voice.

"Who did you save? Merits are merits, faults are faults, how can they be confused? If you had not participated in the battle of Tianhe, a person with evil intentions like you would have died under my golden cudgel long ago." Sun Wukong said righteously.

Upon hearing this, veins popped up on Yun Ming's forehead and his arms clenched like twists.

"Are you still being reasonable? Bi Ma Wen, do I need you to show mercy?" Yun Ming thought this was simply a joke.

He Xi couldn't kill him even though he was pierced by thousands of blades. How can a tech monkey like you really take his life?

"You really think too highly of yourself!" Yun Ming said with disdain and a sarcastic smile.

"You dare say that again!" Sun Wukong had a stern face, his complexion was as black as the bottom of a pot, and there was a cold light in his eyes, which made people shudder.

"Bimawen, I fuck your ancestors!" Yunming's face was ferocious and he cursed loudly without any fear.

"You are courting death!" Sun Wukong's hair stood on end with rage, his eyes were as big as copper bells, there was a cold light in his eyes, his teeth were chattering, he was breathing heavily through his nose, and an unstoppable and aggressive aura rose from his body.

He held the golden cudgel tightly in his hand, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Yun Ming as if teleporting.

"Hey!" A roar, like thunder, deafening, containing endless anger.

The speed was so fast, like lightning, that Yun Ming didn't even have time to react.

The ten-thousand-ton golden cudgel smashed down on Yun Ming with the force of a mountain crushing an egg.

"puff!"

Most of Yun Ming's bones shattered into pieces in an instant, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain, staining his mouth scarlet.

The horrible pain rushed to his brain like a flood. Yun Ming howled in pain, shocked and angry.

Sun Wukong did not give up, he followed like a shadow and chased after him relentlessly.

Yun Ming wanted to move, but the injuries on his body prevented him from moving. He could only watch as Sun Wukong swung the golden cudgel at him again.

"Boom!"

Yun Ming was knocked out again, and this time he was hit directly on the head, which made his head buzz as if it had exploded.

The right eye exploded and sprayed out.

"what!"

The intense pain made Yun Ming scream miserably. He fell on the grass, his head buzzing, motionless, as if he were dead.

Sun Wukong walked up to Yun Ming and grabbed him.

Yun Ming's right head was sunken, his head was bleeding, his right eye was hollow and blood was flowing out, only his left eye was drooping and half-closed, and his breath was very weak.

"Do you still dare to be arrogant?" Sun Wukong asked him.

"Pooh!"

Yun Ming tried to spit blood foam on his face with all his strength, but he had no strength at all. Sun Wukong seemed to see what he was thinking.

The next second, Yun Ming was thrown out like garbage.

A feeling like I was going to die came over me, and I felt nauseous and dizzy.

"Made!"

There were only two words in Yunming's mind.

He wanted to open the subspace, but his chaotic consciousness made it impossible for him to concentrate.

"Am I going to die again?"

Yun Ming turned his head stiffly. The world was dim and the blurry figure of Sun Wukong was walking towards him.

What the fuck.

He provoked whomever he provoked.

How hateful!
First there was He Xi, and now here comes Sun Wukong.

It's because he's not strong enough that he's being dominated by these bastards.

The more Yun Ming thought about it, the angrier he became. His only remaining eye was bloodshot and he wanted to stand up.

But all the bones in my body are broken, how can I stand up?

"Well."

Yun Ming's bloody face was hideous. He let out a roar and tried desperately to get up.

The extreme unwillingness and anger tore a purple crack above Yun Ming, and the subspace channel was opened by him.

But he still couldn't move.

"what is this?"

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, stopped and looked at the space crack.

"Warp space?"

He seemed to have thought of something.

As for the light curtain of Warhammer, he also saw it when he woke up.

Sun Wukong was extremely disgusted with the evil in the light curtain.

"You are really a demon. How can I, Sun Wukong, keep you here?" Sun Wukong said coldly. He raised his stick and quickly approached Yun Ming.

Yun Ming, unable to move, could not enter the subspace that was so close to him. He tried desperately to use his mind to make the subspace crack closer to him, but the subspace remained motionless.

"Move! Why not move?" Yun Ming's thoughts were crazy and violent.

At this moment, he felt another sharp pain in his head.

Sun Wukong picked up his stick and knocked him away.

Away from the subspace rift.

"Want to escape? Ask me if I agree." Sun Wukong said coldly.

"Well!"

Yun Ming, who was hit hard again, felt that the world in front of him was spinning, but he did not faint. His consciousness became more chaotic. He could not tell the directions, and he was in a daze, as if he was drunk.

"What a demon!"

Seeing that most of Yun Ming's head had exploded like a rotten melon, it was unbearable to look at, but the other party was still alive and still had a breath.

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, his hair standing on end with rage. He gripped the golden cudgel tightly in his hand and snarled fiercely, gritting his teeth: "I want to see if you can still survive after being turned into a rotten meat paste!"

"boom!"

The golden cudgel hit the ground like a falling meteorite, shaking the earth and mountains. The roar was deafening, and the earth collapsed in an instant.

Sun Wukong stared at the empty ground with a ferocious look on his face.

He looked up suddenly.

I saw a woman wearing silver armor and a red cotton blanket slowly placing Yunming on the ground.

She had been living in peace and contentment in the warp, but suddenly, a bloody storm of thunder arose in the warp, and the space seemed to be torn apart, with blood rain pouring down, accompanied by bursts of roars and cries. The originally beautiful warp instantly turned into a horrifying ghostland.

This sudden change made Holy Kesha realize that the sudden change in the subspace must be due to a big incident outside.

Discovering that the cracks led to the outside world, she made a decisive move without hesitation and flew out.

As expected, as soon as she came out, she saw Yun Ming who was dying.

Half of Yunming's head was sunken, his right eye was missing, and his body was covered in blood. The tragic scene was horrifying, and Holy Kesha's face turned ashen.

How could he be beaten like this? This is simply a massacre.

"Why do you want to do such a cruel thing?" Holy Kesha asked Sun Wukong in front of her with cold eyes.

"Who are you?" Sun Wukong stared at her for a moment. Although he felt her aura was oppressive, he did not feel any evil in her.

"I never thought that in this vast universe, there would be a third-generation beast god like you." Holy Kesha's face was cold, "It's my fault!"

She raised her jade hand lightly and waved it, and the silver-bladed knife that Yun Ming was knocked away flew into the air as if it had intelligence, and together with the other two silver-bladed knives on her body, they formed a triangular attack formation, flashing with a breathtaking cold light.

"You must stand up for him. You know that the aura he carries is extremely evil. If you don't get rid of this evil demon, I'm afraid disaster will befall you in the future."

Sun Wukong felt the amazing aura and incomparable oppression of Holy Kesha, and every hair on his body stood up like steel needles.

This woman is very scary and extremely dangerous.

This is a beastly instinct.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong felt a sharp pain in his chest as if struck by lightning. He looked down and found that his indestructible dark alloy armor had been pierced.

The three silver knives pierced through his body like poisonous snakes.

"Hey! I, Sun Wukong, tried to persuade you kindly, but you protected this evil demon. I, Sun Wukong, will not show mercy." The pain in his body made Sun Wukong's rage erupt like a volcano. He raised his golden cudgel high and pounced on the Holy Kesha like an angry baboon.

But before he could make a move, three cold silver rays of light came rushing towards him like lightning.

Sun Wukong was startled and quickly raised his stick to fight back, engaging in a fierce battle with the three silver blades like a storm.

Holy Kesha watched coldly as three silver blades swirled in the air as light as flying swallows, independently launching a fierce attack towards Sun Wukong.

"Dang dang dang!" The sound of metal collision was accompanied by sparks. Sun Wukong was shocked and angry to find that his golden cudgel had been cut into several shocking gaps.

He had forgotten that these three silver blades were extraordinary.

The battle became more and more intense, and Sun Wukong was gradually at a disadvantage. He widened his eyes, roared, and tried his best to break through the predicament.

But Holy Kesha just waved her jade hands easily, controlling the three silver blades to shuttle through the air like ghosts, making Sun Wukong exhausted to deal with.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong seized an opportunity, swung his golden cudgel hard, and smashed one of the silver blades. The silver blade was instantly knocked away, but the other two took the opportunity to stab his vital points.

Sun Wukong dodged sideways, but his arm was still scratched. Blood gushed out and he grimaced in pain, his eyes becoming more ferocious.

Enduring the pain, he once again waved the golden cudgel and fought fiercely with the remaining two silver blades. He knew that he could not go on like this and he had to find a way to turn the situation around.

At this moment, he noticed a hint of imperceptible fatigue in the eyes of Holy Kesha.

It seems that controlling three silver blades continuously consumed a lot of her energy.

Sun Wukong suddenly had an idea and decided to use wits to defeat her. He pretended to be defeated, fought and retreated, leading the two silver blades away from Holy Kesha.

When the distance was far enough, he suddenly transformed into several clones, real and fake, fake and real, and scattered in all directions.

The real body raised the golden cudgel and struck Holy Kesha with lightning speed.

At this moment, the corners of Holy Kesha's mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of teasing.

(End of this chapter)