"And now, I have not used my secret technique, and I have only exerted 70% of the strength of the Golden Body Realm. You are a little defeated. They are all born with divine power, but you are not worthy of comparing with Uncle Tang at all."

Yang Yanzhang did not lie. He did not use the eight dragon and elephant methods at all. Even his cultivation level in the Golden Body Realm was suppressing the fight against Wanhe, but Wanhe was already a little defeated at this time.

"You fart!!!"

Wan He, who was so humiliated by Yang Yanzhang, had a little red eyes and cursed back: "I tell you, that Tang Shuyu is a fool, and he is also the God of War in the Tang Dynasty. I deserve to die on the border!"

"You're looking for death!"

Yang Yanzhang's eyes completely changed. He took back the Cunyan Spear, and then two magic figures appeared behind him, "Don't you want to fight head-on? I'll satisfy you today!"

After saying that, Yang Yanzhang burst into blue veins with his right arm, then he held the Cunyan gun in his hand and smashed it hard towards Wanhe.

He has practiced the eight dragon and elephant methods, and his strength is not inferior to any natural divine power. You should know that Tu Yu, who was also in the Golden Body Realm, was killed by him with brute force, so even if he fought head-on, he was not afraid of anyone, not to mention that his strength is one level higher than Wanhe, so just the power of two Dharma bodies is enough to make him beat Wanhe.

The Cunyan gun brought countless afterimages. In a short period of time, Yang Yanzhang directly fired dozens of guns, each of which hit Wanhe's hammer with extreme accuracy.

Wan He, who was clamoring that Yang Yanzhang had to fight head-on, was already a little overwhelmed at this time and was beaten backwards. Even the hammer in his hand was hit by the Cunyan gun, and it was somewhat depressed and deformed.

"Bang~bang~bang~bang~"

With the sound of knocking, before Wanhe fell down, the hammer in his hand could not stand it anymore. The hammer that Yang Yanzhang had been gathering fire was broken into more than a dozen pieces, leaving only a bare hammer handle in Wanhe's hand.

"I want to..."

Wan He, whose hammer was broken, was shocked and immediately wanted to surrender. However, Yang Yanzhang no longer had the slightest intention of surrendering. The Cunyan gun in his hand poked out again like lightning and pierced through his throat.
Chapter completed!