All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 514 Huishan, fight Wang Xianzhi again. (seeking a monthly ticket)
"Whoever bears the order enters!"

This ethereal voice fell.

But everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one took the lead to take a step forward, falling into silent silence.

"Haha, get out of the way, a bunch of idiots, and I have to come here." The idle cross-sword ranger lined up the crowd, with a weed in the corner of his mouth, in a mess of arrogance.

Standing in front of the crowd, Wen Hua looked forward to seeing himself as a hero, enjoying the amazed gazes of the crowd, and then stepped onto the jade corridor.

Nothing.

Then trot for dozens of steps, all the way easy.

Turning his head, he waved his hands with a playful smile: "Hey, all the heroes who are holding orders, come up quickly, don't keep the master waiting."

The martial arts practitioners at the foot of Huishan Mountain experienced another change.

Could it be that the "Daxue Order" is just a gimmick, and any martial artist can set foot in Huishan?

Immediately there were several young and handsome people stepping towards the jade steps, this country boy should not be allowed to steal the limelight.

But as soon as they stepped on the stone steps, they immediately felt a tyrannical pressure descending from the sky, causing their backs to bend suddenly, and their bones creaked, as if they were carrying a heavy weight.

But he refused to admit defeat and insisted on walking up the stairs.

From the eyes of the martial arts masters below, these young handsome men seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and every step seemed painful and strenuous, as if they were fighting against the sky.

After a while, finally a young man dressed as a young master couldn't bear the pressure, and lay down on the stone steps, his back wet with cold sweat, in a panic.

Like a dog that is unbearably hot in midsummer, sticking out its tongue and gasping for breath.

"Enter with the order, and those who do not have the order, please do not trespass, do what you can."

A beautiful figure was like catkins in the wind, swaying with the wind, and appeared outside the door of the instrument in the blink of an eye.

Muchai plain clothes, cold and noble, holding the famous ancient sword 'Sehong', not 'Fairy Jinghong' Chen Yu, who else could it be?
In Chen Yu's palm, he found an ancient bronze mirror, which turned out to be the magic treasure 'Shuiyue Patio' that Emperor Murong Tong traded from Guanyin Sect a few days ago.

These more than three hundred stone steps form a formation called "Lower Mountain" with Shuiyue Tianjing, climbing up the steps is like walking on a negative mountain, if you have a skill, you can barely pass through.

As for those below the first grade, don't even think about breaking through more than three hundred jade steps to reach the door of Yi.

Chen Yu circulated his true energy, and with a flash of the bronze mirror, those young handsome men who had clearly lost their hold were immediately teleported to the foot of the mountain, feeling relieved.

If he stayed on the stone steps for a long time, even if he could barely save his life, his body would be crushed and overwhelmed, leaving wounds that were difficult to heal.

But some people were dissatisfied and said: "Dare to ask the fairy, why is this person able to walk back and forth on the jade steps at will, pacing freely?"

Before Chen Yu returned, there was a burst of wild laughter from Wen Hua, and he took out a bronze token from his bosom: "Haha, a bunch of blind guys, I, Wen Hua, am a famous swordsman all over the world. Compare. Come, come, come and see clearly, if you recognize these three characters, I will teach you Da, Xue, Ling! Hahaha."

I have to say that this guy's appearance is really not worthy of beating, and the words "little man succeeds" are more appropriate to describe him.

Soon someone recognized Wen Hua's identity. After all, there was a lot of noise in Tai'an City, and someone shouted: "Hey, isn't this Wen Busheng? Have you lost a few sword fights recently?"

"I'm afraid he stole the Daxue Order from somewhere. Looking at this sly-eyed look, it seems that he can do this kind of thing."

Wen Hua chuckled, then pointed his ass at everyone, and slapped his butt: "Whatever you say, I, Wen Hua, only know that you can't even eat my fart."

There were endless curses at the foot of the mountain.

Wen Hua was not in a hurry, so he chose a step to sit down, and then sat and scolded a kind of martial arts hero under Huishan Mountain.

Every time he fights in the capital, he wants to fight hard with the group of bastards who taunted him like this, but unfortunately, he is afraid of arousing the crowd, so he can only run away in despair.

This time it's all right, with three hundred jade steps as amulets, you can scold me however you want.

After a while, foul language flooded the jade steps, and the artistic conception of the spiritual rain of Nakong Mountain in Huishan was swept away.

Chen Yu outside the door of the instrument couldn't laugh or cry.

"Stinky boy, have you scolded enough? You don't feel ashamed, but I also feel ashamed."

Sui Xiegu, one-armed and snow-browed, flitted out, with a gloomy face, and with a warm collar, he slipped into the Yimen like a ghost after one or two ups and downs.The latter still cursed a few words towards the foot of the mountain, but was beaten severely by the one-armed old man before he reluctantly shut up.

After Yimen Gate is Guniu Dagang.

"It seems that we are the only ones who arrived first." Wen Hua looked around on Guniu Dagang, drooling immediately.

There are long cases, good wine, delicious food, and Huishan disciples, but there are no masters.

"Hmph, you think everyone likes to want you to show off like this."

Sui Xiegu snorted coldly, although he has reached the pinnacle in the way of swordsmanship, he does not seek fame and fortune, and there are very few people who know the fame of their ancestors who eat swords.I don't know if it's good or bad to accept such a noisy apprentice.

Wen Hua chuckled, he was a rough man, he couldn't speak any elegant words, but he remembered a sentence Xiaonian once said, which is still engraved in his heart.

"Wealth does not return home, it is like walking in brocade clothes at night."

To come out to play, isn't it to make a name for yourself.Otherwise, how can I see my folks, elders, brothers and sisters-in-law when I go back in the future.

Of course, now is not the time to think about this kind of thing. Looking at the delicious food on the table, Wen Hua can't care less about the demeanor of a master. He rushed over like a hungry tiger, gobbling it like he hasn't had enough for three days. .

"That stinky boy."

Sui Xiegu cursed, chose a seat and sat down, picked up a chicken leg and ate it.

Although he eats the sword, he has a lot of sword energy hidden in his belly, but he has not yet reached the realm of eating wind and drinking dew, so he naturally needs to eat, drink and scatter.

Immediately afterwards, on Guniu Gang, masters holding heavy snow orders stepped in one after another.

Wen Hua was only focused on solving the big meal in front of him, and had no time to pay attention to it.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in my ears.

Wen Hua has indeed learned some skills now. When he reached out and grabbed something, he caught something in his hand, but it was a chicken bone.

Wen Busheng was about to curse, but when he raised his head and saw a familiar smiling face, he was in disbelief at first, and then said pleasantly, "It's Xu."

He stood up and punched Xu Fengnian in the chest.

"The surname is Wen." Xu Fengnian smiled instead of anger, and punched back.

"Damn it, use so much strength." Wen Hua bared his teeth for a while, sometimes he was especially preoccupied, and felt that he had suffered a great loss, so he immediately rewarded Xu Fengnian with another punch.

After going back and forth, a handsome and handsome son of a wealthy family scuffled with a quack who could smell poverty when he got close.

After fighting for a while, the two of them exhausted almost all their strength, so they stopped at the same time.

Xu Fengnian sat down, looked at Wen Hua, and said with a smile: "Wen Hua, Wen Hua, at least he has a bit of a reputation now, so why is he still looking like this, just like a sloppy virtuous man two years ago, dressed in sloppy clothes? , Eating is like a vicious dog grabbing shit."

"Boy Xu, don't call me Wen Busheng, call me 'Wooden Sword' Wen Hua. With Lao Tzu's current swordsmanship, if you know the truth a little bit, you can knock your head full of bags. Do you know how to show some respect to senior masters?" Wen Hua rolled his eyes, expressing his deep hatred for the nickname 'Wen Busheng'.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. I have also learned from the old sword god Li Chungang, the two-sleeved green snake. Beating you is not as good as hitting a dog." Xu Fengnian did not show any weakness.

"Come on, let's do two tricks. If I don't beat you all over the place today, I won't be Wen Hua." Wen Hua raised his sleeves and was about to fight Xu Fengnian.

"Come on, I'm afraid of you."

At this time, a rather charming woman passed in front of the two, who seemed to be the suzerain of a certain women's sect.

The two of them stopped fighting immediately, and they chatted one after another, but their eyes looked at the place where the woman's amorous feelings were swaying.

It wasn't until the woman walked away that the two came back to their senses.

Wen Hua giggled, "The steamed bun is white, white."

This is Wen Hua's mantra, Xu Fengnian smacked his lips: "It's not as white as a girl's chest."

The two smiled at each other, but they seemed to have returned to the time when they traveled around the rivers and lakes. They knew that they had nothing, but they were poor and happy all day long.

Now the two of them had no intention of fighting, sat down and chatted about their recent encounters, each with emotion.

Wen Hua actually knew Xu Fengnian's identity in Tai'an City, but he still pretended to be surprised: "Good boy, it turns out that you are really luxurious and extravagant. It's so extravagant. It's settled. When we arrive in Beiliang, we will be Xiaonian, take me to visit the best kilns and eat at the most expensive restaurants."

"It's on me." Xu Fengnian patted his chest, then pointed at the one-armed old man who was gnawing on the leg of lamb: "This old man is your master, he doesn't look like a bit of a gentleman, just like you. "

"Bah, my master is a sword fairy who is on par with Deng Tai'a, stop talking nonsense." Wen Hua glared at Xu Fengnian, then touched his chin: "But it does look very wretched, not very popular... Ouch."

The last cry was that a sheep bone hit him on the forehead, causing a big bump.

The one who made the move was of course Sui Xiegu. The old man glanced at Wen Hua and scolded: "It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, it's time to hit."

"Don't argue with this old man. There are so many masters here today, more than all the masters I've seen in my entire life." Wen Hua rubbed his forehead, not angry, and changed the subject: "But wait for Mrs. It seems that Sword Immortal Adeng has not come yet."

"Hey, it's not just Mrs. Deng, Li Chungang, Li Laojianxian, Liu Songtao from Zhulushan, Cao Changqing, a romantic man in green shirt... a lot of extremely romantic figures didn't show up." Xu Fengnian said.

"Why, don't they all show off Murong Wudi's face?" Wen Hua asked.

"Wrong, I think they're all here now, but it's important to save face, the finale will be the finale. And if I'm not wrong, they want to see what kind of medicine is sold in Brother Murong's gourd, and then decide now Not showing up." Xu Fengnian said with a chuckle.

"It turns out that there are so many martial arts masters with so many spoiled guts." Wen Hua shook his head, and asked with great interest: "Xiao Nian, you said that Murong Wudi issued a heavy snow order to invite the world's masters, what exactly is it?"

"Hey, how do I know, he is a land fairy-like figure, how could ordinary people like us be able to guess."

Xu Fengnian shook his head.

His Highness the former prince suddenly frowned and looked up to the sky.

The originally lazy expression suddenly became dignified, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if he had pierced through layers of barriers and saw the changes in the sky.

"Huh? Xiao Nian, what are you looking at?" Wen Hua frowned, and he soon noticed the strangeness, and suddenly raised his head to look up to the sky.

To be able to appear on Guniu Dagang at this time, except for Huishan's own disciples, most of them are first-rank masters, and the last one is also the peak of second rank.At this time, they all noticed something strange, and all looked up to the sky with serious expressions.

Seeing that the sky was gradually dimming, the original scene of high sky and light clouds suddenly changed wonderfully, clusters of black clouds as thick as mountains and as black as ink floated in the sky, pressing extremely low.

Black clouds rolled in, covering all the light of the sky, and shrouding the entire Huishan Mountain in its shadow.Electric arcs burst all over the sky, and invisible air swept in all directions, as if a heavy rainstorm was about to come, making people extremely depressed and even a little panicked.

Swish!Swish!
In the dark clouds like ink, two clear lights suddenly projected towards it, like two bolts of lightning, illuminating the sky and the world.

Wen Hua's figure trembled.

He actually had a strange feeling.

In the dark clouds like ink, there is a god-like existence, overlooking Guniu Dagang.

The two clear lights that shot down were nothing more than his eyes, the divine eyes were like lightning, and the divine power was like anger.

"Everyone can come here, it really makes Huishan luxuriant." Immediately afterwards, a voice that did not resemble a human voice came out of the dark clouds, which was similar to the voice that said "the one who bears the order enters" before, but it was more A kind of indifferent and deep majesty makes people feel as if they are facing the sky, and they want to bow their heads and prostrate themselves.

Immediately afterwards, a black cloud fell from the sky.

up to the ground.

The black clouds swayed like ripples.

A slender black figure slowly appeared in the eyes of everyone, as if a demon god had entered the world.

The black demon god swept across in a black robe, there was no wind stirring, and there was a sound of hunting.

With flying black hair and a devilishly handsome face, there seems to be a wicked smile that can make any woman in the world fall in love with her.

That powerful sense of presence filled every inch of Guniu Dagang, as if a black sun hung in the air, coming with awe-inspiring power.It also seems to have absorbed all the light and heat, leaving only pure and simple darkness and coldness.

Before this inconceivable existence, many masters including Wen Hua and Xu Fengnian only felt that in the depths of the boundless darkness, they couldn't see their fingers, turning into a speck of dust in the darkness, insignificant and inconspicuous.

Huishan, which was originally full of discussions, became silent.

"Well, it seems that the appearance effect I specially researched is still very useful."

The black demon god chuckled, his smile was warm and warm, like a spring breeze.

In an instant, the dark clouds all over the sky were torn apart, and the sun shone down, making everyone warm from head to toe, and the chill was completely driven away.

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by want to lose their souls. If you ask where the old man is, Huishan buckles his fingers and cuts off his longevity." Liu Songtao, who has regained his appearance as a young monk, strode out and stared at Murong Tonghuang. The image of the latter is the same as in memory The men in the picture overlap.

"Liu Songtao has met Murong Wudi." Liu Songtao saluted Yu Liancheng: "I asked where is the old man?"

"Hehe, isn't it already stated in the poem that that person was at the bottom of Huishan Mountain, and his longevity was cut off by this seat." Yu Liancheng answered Liu Songtao's persistence with an understatement.

"He... is dead?" Liu Songtao's body shook.

Yu Liancheng nodded: "That's right, he died, for the sake of the Zhao family."

Liu Songtao pondered for a while, then laughed out loud, and suddenly two lines of muddy tears rolled down, and he slapped his hands.

"A good death, a good death. Back when the three of us roamed the world together, Zhao Huangchao owed you to the world, and you to Liu Songtao. Liu Songtao owed you to Chalushan, but not to you. You died, and Zhao Huangchao died too. The grievances are finally over."

A hundred years ago, three people traveled the rivers and lakes.

Liu Songtao, the woman in purple and Zhao Huangchao.

Later, after Liu Songtao was rejected by the woman in purple, he retreated to practice.

At that time, Liu Songtao was already well-known all over the world as the Great Devil of the Mountain, and the woman in purple was said to be his woman, so that she ended up being hanged in full view, and was still naked before she died.

After Liu Songtao heard about this, he came out of the mountain in a rage, and slaughtered the world like Gao Shulu, the man who forgot his worries, causing blood to flow into rivers.

Zhao Huangchao half-begged and half-forced the real person of Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, Zhao Gusu, to go to Longchi in person, and lost the luck of the six purple golden lotuses. Please send down three modern ancestors, and use the power of heaven and man to burn down the nine-character prophecy. Externally use the mighty nine-fold sky thunder to nail Liu Songtao.

Liu Songtao was never crucified in Longchi, but he hid in Mount Landa and became a monk, hiding for nearly a hundred years.

In the past hundred years, Liu Songtao would occasionally think about who the person who set up the poisonous scheme was when he was sober.

And many spearheads are pointed at Zhao Huangchao.

For the stability of the Zhao family, that person used his hands to sweep the rivers and lakes, and then let him go out from Longhu, making a good plan.

This time, he came out to settle old accounts.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Huangchao was already dead.

Regardless of the truth of the year, right and wrong have all turned into clouds and smoke.

"The old Huishan cut off longevity, and the old Huishan seeks longevity..."

Yu Liancheng glanced at Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

If he calculated correctly, Xuanyuan Qingfeng should be the reincarnation of the woman in purple.

It's just that once you enter reincarnation, you forget all your past.

Now that she has been reincarnated, why bother to get involved with the past.

"Since the past has been cut off, I only want to be happy in this life."

Liu Songtao laughed, and looked at Yu Liancheng with burning eyes: "The current Jianghu is really eye-opening. I remember that the sword fairy Wei Cao, who was the only outstanding sword in the world at that time, stabbed me with his sword. Returned him with a sword, pierced his mouth, and hung his corpse on the top of the mountain. There are too many enemies involved in this way, but when I walked the rivers and lakes for the last time, it was difficult to find an evenly matched opponent, and I was lifeless."

"It's different now. There is Wang Xianzhi who is invincible in the world, there is Hong Xixiang who rides a crane to the south of the Yangtze River, and there is Li Chungang who is alone in the river...Of course, what is more important is that there is Murong Invincible in this river and lake. Let Liu Songtao, on behalf of the rivers and lakes of a hundred years ago, asked this new rivers and lakes a sword, and a battle."

While speaking, Liu Songtao had already tucked away a sleeve, and with a flick of his wrist, the sleeve deformed and twisted, and it suddenly turned into a sword.

Dare to ask Huishan Murong, can drink a sword?

When this sword was swung, Liu Songtao seemed to be 20 years older in an instant.And a huge pillar of sword energy also appeared between the heaven and the earth, slashing towards Yu Liancheng.

"My dear, you are generous."

Wen Hua was speechless.

Just looking at this sword from a distance, one can feel the surge of sword energy, and even hear the sound of the airflow being cut, and the rushing flow, like the tide of a river, shakes people's hearts.

Yu Liancheng also made a sword move.

A finger sword.

With two fingers together, the finger sword pierced the air, there was no screaming wind sound, it was an understatement like this, but it seemed to be full of dead silence and the power of great destruction.

boom!
The sword energy shattered.

Clothes sword shattered.

Liu Songtao took a few steps back, his face flushed.Even though he had predicted that he would be number one in the world today, he was still surprised and shocked.

"If you want to fight me, you will naturally accompany me to the end. But now, I have to wait until I deal with a real opponent..."

Yu Liancheng looked at Liu Songtao with a smile.

But it seemed as if he had pierced through Liu Songtao's body, pierced through the barriers of clouds and mist, and penetrated through layers of space, and saw a man in coarse linen.

Pifu Zhuo stood on the bow of the boat, and the river was rolling, but it seemed that even the surrounding mountains were worshiping him.

And if the burly man noticed it, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Guniu Dagang in Huishan, his eyes were burning with fierce flames of war, and even the three rivers and five lakes could not wipe them out.

……

On the Shejiang River, Wang Xianzhi looked away.

"Last time you went to Wudi City, this time I went to Huishan, it's even."

Wang Xianzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, but he didn't.

A stomp.

The black-covered boat under the feet suddenly seemed to be hit by thousands of lightning strikes, turned into countless fragments, and shot in all directions.The originally quiet Shejiang River was even more turbulent, setting off two thick walls of water and slapping away to both sides.

The next moment, Wang Xianzhi's whole body was piercing through the air, as straight as in the clouds.

There is a vast cloud all around, but the big sun is still above the head, and the world has changed from noise to silence.

Wang Xianzhi took a deep breath, the majestic energy flowed like a flood, the clouds evaporated in an instant, and the Huishan Mountain below could be vaguely seen, but it was insignificant.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xianzhi swooped down, descending from the sky with a domineering attitude, to fight this lifelong enemy.

When he could see the astonished expressions of everyone in Guniu Dagang, this peerless man, who had always regarded himself as the second in the world, clenched his fist and smashed it down like a meteorite, carrying a huge force of tens of thousands of jun.

"Good punch!"

Yu Liancheng's face was also full of raging fighting intent, his right hand suddenly opened, and immediately clenched into a fist, the energy shot out from between the fingers, and shot on the hard floor like an arrow, making four holes .

Raise your arms and shake your fists.

Boom! !
This fist seemed to rise from the ground like a sacred mountain, with a huge sense of existence filling the entire field of vision, and it seemed to have a power that could pierce the sky.

The long benches and delicacies that were originally placed on Guniu Dagang were inconceivably rolled out with this punch, and flew towards the sky.

Under the watchful eyes of countless masters at Guniu Dagang, the punch that fell from the sky and the punch that rose from the ground finally collided without any fuss.

Boom!

Boom! !

Double fisting.

All of a sudden, thunder and thunder resounded between the sky and the earth, flying hundreds of miles away.Not only was it deafening, but it also made the Qi and blood churn, and the Qi machine ran around uncontrollably.

The whole Guniu Dagang set off a hurricane, the hurricane swept away, and the trees, mountains and rocks within sight were blown away.The world seems to have turned into a piece of chaos, blurring the world and space, and repeating the opening of the world.

All the masters at Guniu Dagang operated their air mechanisms to resist, and kept retreating.

They are the overlords who rule the roost in the arena, but just the aftermath of the fight between these two makes them feel irresistible.

They claim to be masters, but the gap between them and these two demon-like monsters is by no means just a star.

At this moment, they also understood one of the reasons why Emperor Murong Tong strictly controlled the issuance of heavy snow orders.Don't talk about other things, but the aftermath of the battle is enough to seriously injure the second rank, and the second rank will die without a place to die.

"What a Murong Wudi, this punch is intended to repay you, but I don't want you to be superior."

Wang Xianzhi's figure slowly descended from the sky, that burly body seemed to be able to cover a round of the sun in the sky.

Yu Liancheng's eyes met Wang Xianzhi's, and a deep and inexplicable brilliance flickered in his pupils: "This punch is powerful enough, with the combination of heart and strength, you have indeed reached this level."

The ground under his feet was shattered, and the spider web-like shattered scars spread to a radius of tens of feet, forming a shocking crater.

In the previous fist fight, the two were more thoughtful.

When Yulian City first arrived at Wudi City, it knocked down the walls of Wudi City with one punch.

But Wang Xianzhi wanted to reciprocate courtesy and smash Guniu Dagang to pieces.

But his inevitable punch was deflected by Yu Liancheng.

It's a pity that Yu Liancheng also made a mistake, and there was still remnant energy flowing out, which caused the current scene.

"It was also at this level that I realized that you were indeed merciful to me in the fight in Donghai." Wang Xianzhi said leisurely.

"Because I think you are a real warrior and worth looking forward to."

Yu Liancheng waved to Wang Xianzhi slightly: "Come on, don't let me down, and don't let the world's masters come here for nothing."

"Okay, Wang will live up to Master Murong's expectations, so be careful."

After the words fell, Wang Xianzhi's body suddenly disappeared into the void, and seemed to transcend the void, launching an incredible blow.

Yu Liancheng's figure also disappeared.

Bang bang bang!
A thunderstorm exploded.

Although they couldn't capture the silhouettes of the two of them, the masters present could clearly feel the tremors in the void of Dao. There were thousands of collisions in an instant, and their energy was vented like a torrent.

The two fought faster and faster, and the energy was released without reservation, and the torrents swept the sky, and the thousands of miles of clouds dissipated.

At the foot of Huishan Mountain, the noisy group of martial arts practitioners suddenly became silent.

Just after the thunderous bang before, they felt an unprecedented palpitation and depression.

This kind of palpitation and depression comes from the heart, from the purest instinct of a warrior.

All of a sudden, everyone's minds were shaken and panicked for no reason, as if the sky was falling.

Their feeling was correct. To them, whether it was Yu Liancheng or Wang Xianzhi, they could be regarded as unfathomable high heavens.

Once the two let go, they fought from the sky to the foot of Huishan Mountain without the slightest estimate.

For them, it was no different from the sky falling.

There are no more than one hand who can escape here.

"Martial arts are so extreme, they are so brilliant. If these two join forces, it may overturn the mountains and rivers, and it will be just ordinary." A master sighed.

"I've also been fortunate enough to meet first-class land immortals. Although they can be regarded as unfathomable, the coercion brought to me by these two people is not worth mentioning."

"I'm somewhat looking forward to it. If these two people go to the sky at the same time, those gods who use all living beings as pawns will be scared to death."

On the Guniu Hill, a group of sect masters who had always been moody and indifferent were discussing and expressing their shock and surprise without concealing it.

Sui Xiegu's eyes narrowed slightly. As one of the few masters who could barely capture the figures of the two, the shock in his heart was absolutely no less than anyone else's.

"With the current fighting strength of these two people, I'm afraid they can be comparable to Lu Zu. Especially Murong Mountain Lord, who is so young and has such supernatural powers, what will happen in the future?"

"Hehe, it is said that martial arts masters are not worth mentioning in front of an established army. The Sword Emperor of Xishu was trampled into meat mud by eight hundred riders, and the Wu family's nine swords broke ten thousand riders, but they also suffered heavy losses. But if these two are in the army Charge into the battle, afraid that one person will be the enemy of ten thousand, tens of thousands of enemies..."

boom! !

The space vibrated violently.

Yu Liancheng confronted Wang Xianzhi again.

Murong Wudi knew in his heart that this man surnamed Wang was worthy of being a person who could conquer the world, with extraordinary talent, in less than a year, he had already used his divine sense to this point.

In this world, although there are many mysterious methods, the use of spiritual power such as divine thoughts and mental power is inferior, extremely crude and superficial, and even stays outside the gate.

In Yu Liancheng's view, the human body has been developed to the extreme, although it is tyrannical.But the mind alone is infinite and transcends all things.

In the first battle between Yu Liancheng and Wang Xianzhi, he almost didn't use his divine sense.

Otherwise, just relying on his "shocking glance" would be enough to make Wang Xianzhi suffer enough.

After all, for masters of their level, any trance may be attacked by thousands of opponents, and the winner will be determined.

And after the First World War in the East China Sea, Wang Xianzhi was also faintly aware of the importance of the soul.

In the communication and discussion with Gao Shulu, a bright flower finally bloomed in the heart.At least it can resist Yu Liancheng's pervasive divine sense, and will not be easily affected.But now the fight between the two is a comprehensive confrontation of spirit and body.

boom! !

The two hit each other again, and their figures staggered past.

"Old Wang, come and see my move."

Yu Liancheng lowered his eyes and put his palms together.The face is solemn.There was a huge energy all over his body, and the energy behind him boiled. Amidst the loud noise, a Buddha statue hundreds of feet high rose from the ground.

Yu Liancheng flipped his hand.

Buddha statues are also turning their hands.

Rumble!
The palm was mighty and boundless, and it suppressed Wang Xianzhi.

--Buddha's Palm.

One of his housekeeping skills.

Not only does it have the power of tyrannical destruction and suppression, but it is also a combination of heart and strength.

Slapping out with one palm makes people feel as if encountering a real Buddha, invisibly shocking their minds, losing their fighting spirit, and even worshiping them.

Come on, Wang Xianzhi, let me see how much you have improved.

……

ps Asking for a monthly ticket, there is still a shortfall of 270 five tickets.

(End of this chapter)