Ignoring the burning pain in its body, it swung its huge fist and smashed it hard at Monk Jie Chi.
This punch was carried with the momentum of burning the boats and crossing the river, as if it was going to smash the monk Jie Chi into a pulp.
Obviously, it has made up its mind to die. Since it is going to die, it wants to drag Monk Jie Chi to be buried with it!
Monk Jie Chi didn't dare to take the punch head-on.
His fat figure flashed, like a nimble fat man, and he cleverly avoided the attack of the evil spirit.
The fist wind whistled past, dispersing the violent laws around it, and the nearby meteorites were instantly turned into powder.
It can be seen how terrifying the power of the evil god's dying counterattack is!
"Humph, a dying struggle!"
After Monk Jie Chi dodged the punch, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain on his face.
"Dragon Claw Hand!"
His two fat palms instantly turned into sharp dragon claws, flashing with golden light, and grabbed towards the evil god swiftly.
"Damn bald donkey, are these the only two moves you have?"
The evil spirit was furious, as it suffered a great loss from these two moves.
Its body was covered with scratches and palm prints from Monk Jie Chi, with new wounds piled on top of old ones, it was a horrible sight.
"roar!"
The evil god roared angrily, and a green light shone from his body. He held onto the dragon claw hand of Monk Jie Chi and punched Monk Jie Chi again.
It knew that it had to take the initiative to attack in order to have a chance of survival.
Although Monk Jie Chi's dragon claw hand is powerful, its skin is thick and tough, and it will not die for a while.
As long as it can seize the opportunity and deal a fatal blow to Monk Jie Chi, it can turn defeat into victory!
“Bang, bang, bang!”
A man and a demon god engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand fight in the starry sky.
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