75: Fight with magic weapon? I am three times as powerful as you!

Annoying?

Tang Ku didn't think so!

Because he discovered that these Wolf-Head Warriors could give him Iron Fist Points!

In other words, these things were real enemies, not illusions or anything like that.

Although each Wolf-Head Warrior only yielded a small amount of Iron Fist Points, just 0.001 points.

But there was no resisting the sheer number of these guys, and they kept increasing the more he fought.

So, Tang Ku finally found an excellent opportunity to exploit a bug after all this time!

Yang Jian charged all the way, quickly cutting through the Wolf-Head Warriors' ranks. However, the previous thousand Wolf-Head Warriors had now become two thousand, and because Tang Ku was still fighting hard in the rear, the number of Wolf-Head Warriors was still increasing.

Having cut through, Yang Jian suddenly flew into mid-air, his body abruptly transforming into a silver-white rainbow light, directly crashing towards Anubis.

Boom!

The scimitar in Anubis's hand was also not to be underestimated. The two finally re-engaged, fighting a world-shaking battle in mid-air, eclipsing the sun and moon!

Speaking of which, this was the first foreign god Yang Jian had encountered who was so capable in a fight.

This 'capable' didn't just refer to sheer power, but to combat skill.

The guys he had encountered before either relied on brute strength or Spells. Those who understood how to counter every move were truly rare, and this precisely ignited Yang Jian's competitive spirit. Their battle was incredibly pleasing to the eye, the kind that would make even observers exclaim, 'Beautiful!'

In contrast, Nezha's battle was much more brutal and fierce.

The golden scepter in Horus's hand was a Divine Artifact, and coupled with his immense strength, which was almost equal to Nezha's, it gave him the upper hand in such a brute-force battle. Furthermore, he held an iron-hook-like weapon in his left hand, and each swing brought forth a strange red energy. This energy was extremely hot, so much so that even Nezha's Lotus Incarnation couldn't avoid getting injured.

However, Nezha's nature was to grow stronger with stronger opponents. His fearless personality, coupled with his tenacious and unyielding spirit, gave Horus a huge headache.

As for Tang Ku, his situation looked extremely perilous. A large group of Wolf-Head Warriors surged towards him like a tide, a dense, dark mass that covered the moonlight like an overcast sky.

However, that sliver of moonlight was surprisingly tenacious. With precise punches and kicks, he systematically struck down these monsters one by one, only for more Wolf-Head Warriors to appear, only to be struck down again. This cycle repeated, seemingly destined to continue until the end of time.

However, in this situation, Tang Ku was thoroughly enjoying himself. Watching his Iron Fist Points soar, his eyes were practically sparkling with little stars!

This great battle made Wu Zhen, who was watching from mid-air, tremble with fear. Only then did she realize that Tang Ku had truly held back when he fought before. She secretly congratulated herself on her foresight; becoming his disciple was truly the most brilliant decision of her life.

"Hmm... You little brat, your strength is quite formidable. I acknowledge... you are an opponent!"

Horus was also a warmonger. He was fighting Nezha with great enthusiasm, but he also knew that if he couldn't complete the Great Leader's mission, no matter how well he fought, it would be useless. So...

"But, I don't have time to waste on you. I'll finish you off in one go!"

The scepter in Horus's hand suddenly vanished, and then a very strange weapon appeared in his hand.

This thing looked very much like a nunchaku, except one end was long and the other was short. He gripped the longer end tightly and smashed it towards Nezha.

Nezha certainly recognized this weapon and couldn't help but frown slightly: "While those who use flails are rare, I've seen them before. This kind of thing is only suitable for playing around in the mortal world; it's okay for opportunistic tricks, but to win against me, that's incredibly difficult!"

However, Nezha knew that to defend against this weapon, one had to guard against the short end, because the opponent's point of force was different, and this end could exhibit very strange changes, potentially attacking from any angle.

But, such a move was child's play in Nezha's eyes. The moment the flail struck down, Nezha's Fire Tipped Spear precisely struck the tip of the flail's handle.

However, a tremendous force instantly transmitted through Nezha's Fire Tipped Spear. His hands shook violently, almost unable to grip the spear shaft. He gritted his teeth, but then felt a sharp pain in his back, as if someone had lifted a mountain and smashed it onto his back.

"What a bizarre attack method?"

Nezha finally showed a hint of solemnity. His Fire Tipped Spear no longer held back, stabbing towards the opponent like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms.

However, it was fine where he didn't hit. But as long as he hit the opponent's body even once, or even just grazed him, the flail would fiercely strike him from a very strange angle.

Like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms, his spear style was like a Dragon, but in that instant, Nezha already had dozens of bruises on his body.

"No, something's wrong... This guy's attack has a problem..." Nezha's heart stirred slightly, and he immediately thought, "As long as I attack, that thing will counterattack. This is clearly a kind of... a kind of combat mechanism, yes, that's it. Just now, the Holy Monk said this guy was originally some God of Vengeance, right? In other words, any attack I make against him will be 'avenged' by that thing in his hand, leading to an immediate counterattack. So what if I don't attack anymore?"

Whoosh!

Nezha suddenly understood the key. He subconsciously retreated, wanting to see if it was as he imagined: if he attacked the opponent, even if he just brushed against a piece of clothing or touched his weapon, this counterattack situation would occur.

Sure enough, when he didn't attack, the flail in the opponent's hand seemed to lose its target and began to spin wildly in the air.

"Your body is truly sturdy. My flail can split a mountain in three, and you've taken so many hits, yet you've only suffered minor injuries! But..." Horus saw that Nezha seemed to have seen through his trick and took the initiative to rush forward, saying, "But, this strike will definitely kill you..."

Buzz!

An profound Qi suddenly enveloped the two. Nezha didn't move at all, neither attacking nor defending, but allowed the flail to strike fiercely against the side of his neck. With a 'crack', Nezha's neck was instantly broken, his head lolling to the side, as if he were already dead.

Horus smiled slightly, but before the smugness on his face disappeared, he felt something was wrong, because one end of the flail was already gripped in Nezha's hand. The immense strength made it impossible for him to retrieve his weapon.

"Is this a final burst of energy before death? Hmph, you won't rest even in death... Very well, I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse..."

Whoosh, a gleaming silver-white hook fiercely stabbed towards Nezha's head. However, in a flash of lightning, a golden brick had already slammed fiercely into Horus's bird-like face, making his entire face concave downwards, looking utterly miserable.

"Don't you dare think you're the only one with Magic Treasures! I have three times as many Magic Treasures in my hand!"

Nezha straightened his head, smiling, and said, "And, I intend to let you try them all!"