Sun Shi looked excited when he saw it.

Pulling his right hand, a blue light flashed in his ears and eyes, and in the blink of an eye, a big green stick as thick as an egg appeared in his palm.

He looked back at his master with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Be gentle, they are just ordinary people after all."

"Hey, don't worry, Master."

With both feet moving, he stepped forward to grab it, and he could sweep, split, point, and stab with his big stick.

In an instant, "Ouch" was heard repeatedly, and the rushing crowd was cut down like straw.

"Don't be so arrogant, evildoer. Look at my green light sword."

In the clear and majestic voice, a brilliant sword light spread ten feet across and struck directly at Sun Shi.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Sun Shi's face showed a trace of fighting spirit, and the Qingshen Ruyi Stick in his palm split the Huashan Mountain with lightning force.

The powerful force of the stick was like a giant axe, slashing down in the air.

'clang!'

Gold and iron clashed, auras scattered in all directions, and the flying sword light was instantly knocked away.

Xu Junming saw this and smiled faintly.

Although Sun Shi's physical body is no longer the Tai Chi innate god's body, his soul is. Coupled with the assistance of the bronze mirror, his understanding of martial arts combat skills is extremely fast. Especially for sticks, he can understand it with just one click.

Just say it and you will understand.

In just a few months, his stick skills have become superb and endlessly mysterious.
Chapter completed!