Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

“After burning your blood and soul to such an extent, is this all you have? 々‖!”

"It seems that I really overestimated you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Liu pressed his palm down suddenly.

Suddenly, the Great Desolate God's hand in the air trembled suddenly, and golden energy burst out like thunder and fire, burning the long blood river almost instantly!

"Pfft!"

The blood river that he had placed high hopes on was easily dissolved by the opponent. Ba Shiba was so shocked that his face changed and even his body shook, almost falling to the ground.

"What!?"

"This...how is this possible!?"

Nothing is impossible.

How dare you, a martial artist, compete with Su Liu, a cultivator of immortality?

"Boring."

At this moment, Su Liu seemed to be disgusted with this unsurprising crushing. He looked indifferent, sighed lightly, and pressed his palm lightly downwards.

"I thought you would give me some surprises."

"That's all. Let's stop here."

As he spoke, the giant golden hand that covered the sky and the sun came down towards Bashiba with a gesture of heavenly punishment, like the giant palm of a god.

Faced with such destructive force, let alone land immortals like Ba Shiba, even the legendary Daluo immortal would have his clothes stained with blood!

"Even if I die, I will take you with me!!!"

At this moment, Ba Shiba was completely in despair, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly turned blood red.

"All sins are my fault. I will sacrifice my body to become a demon!"

Ba Shiba let out a desperate roar, and suddenly a strange dark red flame burned on his body.

The next moment, accompanied by bursts of shrill and hideous laughter, his body actually flew up and directly merged into the Thousand-Handed Demon God's magic behind him.

Suddenly, a little light suddenly bloomed from the only empty eyes of the Thousand-Armed Demon, and a strong blood light burst out from his body and rushed straight into the sky.

"not good!"

In the distance, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly stood up with a moved expression on his face.

"This is a blood sacrifice. Master Ba is desperate and wants to drag Su Xiaoyou down with him!"

As he spoke, he wanted to take action to stop all this from happening.

And at this moment, a light laugh suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

"You want to die together with the Taoist, are you worthy?"

"Roar!!!"

The demon god's Dharma image actually roared and swooped forward.

At this moment, after merging with the Eighth Master, the Thousand-Armed Demon God was finally no longer an illusory form, but a true demon god who descended to the mortal world.

Every step He took caused the earth to tremble and crack.

The thousands of dark red arms behind him were like meteors, bombarding towards the giant golden hand in front.

Countless dark blood-red lights streaked across the void, containing an extremely terrifying destructive force.

"Everyone, if you don't want to die, retreat another hundred feet!"

Watching the ultimate showdown that was about to break out, Zhang Sanfeng greeted everyone present while transforming his body into Tai Chi, preparing to resist the coming terrible impact.

However, his reminder seemed a little late.

The final showdown has already begun.

Su Liu concentrated his mind, pressed his palm directly to the bottom, golden light surged in his eyes, revealing a fierce intention, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Great Wilderness Prisoner Sky Hand, five fingers, prisoner of heaven and earth, suppressing all things!"

With a low roar, the giant golden hand that covered the sky and the sun suddenly burst out with infinite divine light.

Under the horrified gazes of countless people, the golden giant hand suddenly grew several times in size again, becoming a hundred feet in size, as if it was a hand of god descending from the sky.

With a devastating force, like a meteorite falling from the sky, it exploded fiercely on the body of the Thousand-Armed Demon God.

boom! ! !

The heaven and earth shook, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.

The golden divine light was like the blazing sun, blooming with dazzling brilliance, covering the entire Wudang Mountain. The layers of air waves were like a boundless ocean, destroying everything in their path.

The world is turned upside down, and the sun and moon have lost their luster.

At this moment, everyone was unable to speak, unable to see, and even breathing became extremely difficult, but countless eyes were still fixed on the center of the battlefield.

Wait until the smoke clears.

Zhang Sanfeng and other Wudang disciples were horrified to find that the Zhenwu Hall, which had stood here for decades, had collapsed!

And at the original location of the Zhenwu Hall, a huge deep pit with a radius of nearly 100 feet appeared out of thin air. It was obviously created in the previous bombardment!

In the deep pit, the sculpture of Zhenwu Emperor still exists.

Above his head, a figure in white stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, yet majestic like a god.

Looking at the godlike and devilish figure in white, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were moved and he murmured to himself:

"I haven't seen Zhenwu in Wudang Mountain for 800 years, but today Zhenwu finally sees me!"

Chapter 189 You have three thousand cavalry, and I have tens of thousands of flying swords!

Wudang is derived from the saying "Only the real martial artist can be worthy of it".

The Wudang lineage has been worshipping the Great Emperor Zhenwu for many years.

This legendary emperor guards the north, commands the Black Tortoise, and eliminates all evil spirits in the world. He wears golden armor and wields a sword while stepping on a turtle and a snake.

At this moment, Su Liu stood on the sculpture of Zhenwu Emperor.

His eyes were as bright as jade, his expression was calm, yet majestic without being angry. He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, and he looked like a banished celestial being from heaven.

At this moment, even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but look a little dazed, staring blankly at the man in white clothes and white hair, standing above Zhenwu.

After a long moment, Zhang Laodao sighed softly, and uttered a sigh that will be recorded in the history of the martial arts world forever.

"I haven't seen Zhenwu in Wudang Mountain for a hundred years. Today, Zhenwu finally meets me!"

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng even determined that this boy was the reincarnation of the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

Otherwise, how could he have practiced martial arts to such a level!

With the realm of a grandmaster, he defied the will of heaven and changed his fate, fought across boundaries, and killed a land immortal!

This kind of unprecedented record is unique in the past 500 years!

"The martial arts world is full of ups and downs, and the old are replaced by the new. It is a blessing to be able to witness the birth of a future martial arts legend today!"

030 Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes were moved and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Bei Mingzi on the side laughed and said gloatingly:

"It is indeed a blessing, old friend, but it is your Wu-Tang Clan..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's face froze, and he subconsciously looked towards the ruined Zhenwu Hall. He suddenly fell into a daze and said with a pained look:

"Ahhhh!!!"

"The wealth that I have accumulated throughout my life! It's all gone!!!"

Seeing this, Bei Mingzi stroked his long beard and laughed heartily:

"Old buddy, your 100th birthday party was really lively!!!"

"What a blessed man you are!"

Zhang Sanfeng had a bitter face and said with tears in his eyes:

"This blessing is for you, do you want it? It is lively indeed...but it almost cost me half my life..."

In the crowd, Zhou Zhiruo was extremely happy and clapped her hands:

"Master wins!"

Xiao Long Nu giggled and said proudly:

"He's just a stinky bald donkey. Master, it's easy for him to catch him!"

From his words, it seemed that he did not take the Eighth Master Ba, the Imperial Master of the Yuan Dynasty, seriously at all!

Li Shimin stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with shock. He swallowed hard and muttered to himself:

"Won?"

"Really won!"

Although he had witnessed Su Liu's great power, Li Shimin still couldn't believe it.

Is there anyone in the world who can defeat the powerful with the weak, change his fate against the will of heaven, and kill a land immortal?

"Perhaps being accepted as a disciple by Master will be the luckiest thing in my life. With Master's help, why should I worry about not being able to accomplish my great cause?"

Except for those who have a close relationship with Su Liu, all the martial artists present burst into thunderous cheers after a brief silence.

"Won!!!"

"Hahaha, I was wondering, how could Su Jianxian, who has unparalleled martial arts skills, lose to a barbarian monk!?"

"To kill a land immortal with the realm of a grandmaster, Su Jianxian is truly a god!"

At this moment, all the Han people forgot their previous hatreds and celebrated the endless glory brought by Su Liu's victory over the alien warrior!

Compared with the jubilation on the Han side, the Mongolian camp was filled with an unspeakable despair.

"Failed?"

"Master Imperial Master, you actually lost to this young brat..."

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!!"

"Master Guoshi is a powerful immortal from the land, how could he be defeated by a great master?"

Although I don't want to believe it.

But the ironclad facts are right before everyone.

Under the suppression of the divine hand that covered the sky, the figure of the state master seemed to be reduced to ashes (aidj), without even a trace left.

Prince Ruyang stood there in a daze, his body trembling slightly.

At this moment, even though he was a veteran of many battles, he still felt an indescribable fear.

The state teacher died.

So what should the rest of them do?

Can three thousand cavalrymen really resist the devil-like demon in white?

At this moment, Su Liu, who was standing above the head of the Zhenwu Emperor, suddenly spoke:

"He is a rat-like thing that hides its head and shows its tail. Even if he has the strength of a land immortal, he will never be able to show up on the stage!"

After saying this, he saw his fingers formed into a sword, and pointed towards the void. A golden light suddenly appeared and turned into a golden rainbow that suddenly crossed the void.

"Boy, do you really want to kill them all?!"

As a scream was heard, a shadow like a residual soul quietly escaped from the void. It was the remaining soul of Master Ba after his physical body was destroyed!

This Tantric monk king practices the unrivaled skill of transforming the heavens and striking the earth.

Therefore, the soul is extremely powerful. Even after the physical body is destroyed, the soul can remain for a long time and will not dissipate in a short time.

During this period, if you can find a new body, you may be able to reincarnate successfully!

It is also because of this that each generation of the Snow Region Monk King can survive for a long time by relying on the method of reincarnation, and each new body looks quite young, but possesses extremely terrifying strength.