Sunx Wukong turned his head to look at the military camp and said with a smile, "The weakest is always the most important. This fact hasn't changed for so long."
At this moment, the Command Center had already fallen into chaos, and most of China's fighting force had been disrupted by the Monkey King's head. At this time, Yi Jianlian and Liu Chuang, together with Old Seven, all knew they couldn't stop fighting. Liu Chuang pulled out an axe, shouted in black armor, and took off with inertia. After just a few jumps, he was in front of Sunx Wukong.
"Ah, monkey, I don't care who you are, but since you attacked our people, we'll find the arena. Take my action!" Liu Chuang was still a rascal.
"Oh, you're so good?" Sunx Wukong looked at Liu Chuang in front of him.
"Ruyi Golden Stick!" Sunx Wukong again drew out the golden stick, turned the stick into a knife, and slashed down hard.
Liu Chuang dared not delay. He used the power of Nuoxin War God to raise the axe and cut it.
