ryethenovel Chapter 707: Dying Struggle
Chapter 707: Dying Struggle
The monkey sneered and said, "Do you really think I will be your guide for free? Hey, stupid humans! I have already set a trap for you to come in, and then I will swallow you up!"
"What trap?" Zhang Zhiwei calmed down and asked.
The monkey grinned and said, "Hahahaha, I have set a trap here, let me see how you die!"
"Trap?" Chu Yu frowned.
Zhang Zhiwei snorted coldly and said: "I never imagined that I, Zhang Zhiwei, would end up in the hands of a brat like you. But I, Zhang Zhiwei, would rather die standing at 22 than live on my knees! I want to pull you as a backup!"
Zhang Zhiwei gritted his teeth and raised his strength again, a faint blue energy permeated around him, and his pupils gradually turned into azure blue light.
"Hehehe, it's just a dying struggle, it's useless." The monkey laughed ferociously, his body swelled up, and he rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei, with two huge fists smashing through the air!
Zhang Zhiwei looked calm, shook his arms, rolled his palms, and the surging energy gathered into a monstrous wave and swept towards the monkey.
The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and the sound of explosions resounded throughout the dense forest.
Chu Yu observed silently, and said in his heart: "Master Zhang is indeed powerful, and should be comparable to a half-step grandmaster, but there is still a big gap compared to a real grandmaster."
As expected of the most prestigious martial arts expert in ancient China, Zhang Zhiwei has been immersed in the realm of a master for decades, with profound skills and exquisite moves.
But that monkey has rough skin and thick flesh, and its defense is amazing. Although Zhang Zhiwei's attack was ferocious, but the beast's reaction ability was too fast, and he could always avoid the fatal attack every time. Occasionally, he caught the opening and scratched his chest with one paw, leaving a few deep bloodstains.
Before they knew it, Chu Yu and Tuo Yue had already retreated to the edge of the dense forest.
"Bang bang!"
After two explosions, Zhang Zhiwei and the monkey slammed their palms together, and ejected one after another with the help of the anti-shock force. Zhang Zhiwei stabilized his figure with a painful expression on his face.
He was slightly injured by that palm just now. But for him, this is not a hindrance, but it can make him more excited!
"It's been a long time since I fought so happily! It's refreshing!" Zhang Zhiwei raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, his legs slammed on the ground, he leaped into the air, his arms crossed in front of his chest, "slammed down!
"Seventh Form of the Demon-Suppressing Sword Art!"
"Shua~" A dazzling golden light shot out from Zhang Zhiwei's fingertips!
It is made of infinite energy!
"Hoohoo!" The golden light struck the monkey's head like lightning.
"Boom!"
Sparks splashed and smoke scattered.
With one blow, the monkey let out a scream, and a bloody 980 wound was cut off on its head!
"Zhizhi~" the monkey was furious, roaring and rushing towards Zhang Zhiwei crazily, the scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes revealed endless hostility and hatred, as if it wanted to tear Zhang Zhiwei into pieces
"Well done!"
Zhang Zhiwei is not afraid of rejoicing, he has been aggrieved for many days, and now he can finally let go of his hands and feet and do a lot of work.
"The Eighth Form of the Demon-Suppressing Sword Art!"
"Swoosh!" Zhang Zhiwei swayed like a ghost, swift as a flash of rain!
The monkey couldn't catch up at all, and was stabbed in seven weak spots by him in a row, and immediately screamed in pain. Zhang Zhiwei's figure was elegant and unrestrained, and he unleashed one move after another.