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Heavy technique water shield, heavy technique stone wall...

Chong Xuansheng repeatedly flicked his fat hands, and a series of defensive techniques superimposed by heavy techniques blocked his way.

"Am I qualified? Chong Xuanzun is not the head of the family yet. He doesn't count if he says it. Even if you say it, it doesn't count!"

At the moment of life and death, he has no reservations.

His Taoism is complicated, but ingeniously laid out.

"If someone competes with him for the position of Patriarch, he himself is not as excited as you. Brother Yiwu, what's going on with you? Could it be that you..."

Chong Xuansheng kept talking, and his hands were flying.

"Yo! Angry? Got caught in the middle of the story?"

"Why are you afraid that others will know?"

Chong Xuansheng was extremely flexible, retreating and said: "Anyway, no one remembers what happened here when we walk out of here."

When the punch arrives, the heavy technique water shield shatters.

The fist fell, and the heavy technique broke the stone wall.

All defensive techniques can't stop Wang Yiwu from moving forward.

"You can't get out!"

He was outraged.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die.

He clearly knew that this was Chong Xuansheng's intentional method to provoke him.

But he didn't want to bear it any longer.

In the outside world, in the army, on the battlefield, and in the capital city, he had seen such methods before.

With his strength, he obviously didn't need to bear it, but he still endured it.

Because sometimes the power of the world cannot be stopped even with fists.

He endured it every time.

But now he doesn't want to bear it anymore.

In this secret realm of Tianfu, where the secular rules cannot be restrained, he, Wang Yiwu, does not want to bear it any longer!

He is so powerful, why should he bear it?

"Aren't you trying to annoy me?"

"I do as you wish!"

The fist moves, and the wind blows.

Wang Yiwu fell like a mountain, and nothing could stop him.

This punch instantly shattered all the defensive techniques, and the punch hit Chong Xuansheng's face.

The clear sound of bone cracking seemed so fierce.

His huge body was blown away, almost out of the stone platform, and was dragged back by Jiang Wang.

"You pissed me off!" Wang Yiwu could have blasted Chong Xuansheng with a punch, but he didn't.

Instead, he blasted the fat man away first, and then chased after him with great strides: "But can you handle my anger?!"

Jiang Wang put down Chong Xuansheng and turned to face Wang Yiwu.

This is Wang Yiwu, who almost blasted his opponents one by one with one against five.

This is Wang Yiwu, who was praised by Jiang Mengxiong as the strongest Heaven-reaching Realm in the world.

And Jiang Wang stood in front of Chong Xuansheng, facing him directly.

Just because he said something. "do not worry."

From Yunguo to Qiguo, there is a long distance of mountains and rivers.

During this journey, we have eaten and slept in the open, chasing the stars and the moon.

He never slacked off for a moment.

Because as soon as he stopped, the tragic image of Fenglin City would replay in his mind over and over again.

That was the place where he was born and raised, where he cried and laughed.

All people are dead, and those who are alive must bear something.

He couldn't leave this responsibility to Jiang An'an, as his elder brother, he could only bear it by himself.

Along the way, his Taoism became more and more sophisticated, but he never really drew his sword.

Even he himself didn't know how strong this sword would be when it was unsheathed.

I have a sword that can travel thousands of miles.

Coming from the distant Fenglin City of Zhuangguo, they trekked all the way to the Qi State.

The wind, frost, rain and dew along the way are all in it.

Are you ready...to see the sword?

Before the sword was released, Wang Yiwu's eyes had become serious.

He wasn't going to kill Chong Xuansheng all at once, but now he had to explode with all his strength.

The wind howled.

Wang Yiwu was still moving forward, and Jiang Wang still stood still and pressed his sword.

The white-haired boy and the eagle-eyed soldier.

The sword that has not been released, and the fist that has been sent.

At this time, it is five against one.

Those who still have combat strength, of course, will not sit back and watch them decide the winner first.

Li Longchuan's two arrows failed, he vomited blood and retreated, but his feet were still steady and his hands were still steady.

He pulled the forehead strap down, directly covering his eyes.

The eyes do not come, but the heart comes first.

The arrow has not arrived, but the intention has arrived.

The heart is in the present, and the intention is in the arrow.

This is the arrow of will.

With a thought, the arrow was already in front of Wang Yiwu.

This arrow roared and spun like a ray of dark storm at its core.

When you send it, you don't feel it is sharp, but when it falls, the ground cracks and landslides!

Clang~! ! !

Wang Yiwu smashed his fist on the tip of the arrow and let out an excited cry.

And at this moment, Jiang Wang pulled out his sword.

The brilliance of this sword that has traveled thousands of miles is indescribable.

He combined all Jiang Wang's perception and devotion to kendo so far, and this sword was truly conceived from the depths of his soul.

Words are hard to describe, pictures are hard to describe.

If you have seen the sun and the moon across the sky,

If you have seen the sky full of stars.

Then you have seen this sword.

This is a sword that pierces through the sun, moon and stars!

It met Wang Yiwu's selfless killing fist.

Sound, as if there was no sound.

The light and shadow seemed to be all still.

Jiang Wang's sword tip was frozen in Wang Yiwu's fist.

suddenly.

A drop of blood dripped from Wang Yiwu's seemingly indestructible fist.

This drop of blood seemed to break the freeze.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and the sea of ​​clouds outside the stone platform surged!

Wang Yiwu took two steps back, and his right arm dropped.

This was the first time he was actually injured since the war started.

It was also the first time it was truly repelled.

In Jiang Wang's hand, the entire long sword shattered at once.

There are not even fragments, broken into metal dust, scattered like dust.

Pity. Jiang Wang thought to himself.

If there is a good sword, this sword may really abolish Wang Yiwu's hand.

He fell backwards abruptly, just hitting Chong Xuansheng who was struggling to get up.

"It's not over yet!"

Xu Xianggan, who had been brewing for a long time, waited for an opportunity, bit the tip of his left finger, and shouted: "Surrender!"

Being blocked one after another, even Wang Yiwu had to put away his underestimation at this time.

He suddenly turned his head, raised his left arm high, and raised his fist like a hammer, ready to attack with attack.

At this moment, a line of blood appeared and quickly swam around his feet.

Immediately after the brilliance was released, Wang Yiwu only felt that his anger, fighting intent, and killing intent were all aroused, and they were drawn out substantially, entangled with Xu Xiangqian's blood.

A layer of blood-colored light cocoons flashed away, and there were hidden words floating on it, covering Wang Yiwu in it.

Use blood as silk, bind yourself in a cocoon!

"Let's go!" Xu Xianggan shouted, and took the lead to rush towards Tongtian Tower.

He made a gesture just to lure Wang Yiwu into a fool.

What he wanted was not to kill the enemy, but to trap the enemy.

As long as they escape the secret realm of Tianfu, they are victorious.

At this moment, Zhang Yong, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, turned over and jumped up!

It turned out that he hadn't lost his ability to act, most likely he was waiting for a sneak attack opportunity. At this time, his eyes were still closed, but it did not affect his finding the route in the slightest. Following Xu Xianggan, he fled to Tongtian Tower.

Chong Xuansheng even picked up Jiang Wang, ran faster than Zhang Yong, and got into the Tongtian Tower in a blink of an eye.

Li Longchuan was defeated by the arrow of will, but he was dazed for a moment. In this daze, the others had already escaped. He didn't try to be brave, and followed everyone into the Tongtian Tower.

In that bloody light cocoon.

Wang Yiwu punched furiously, but he was no longer at his peak. And although the looming mask cannot hurt people, it is surprisingly strong.

Because this is a cocoon formed by his own anger, fighting intent, and killing intent, which is equivalent to restraining himself.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

With four punches in a row, the temporary cage was broken.

But at this time outside the Tongtian Tower, he was the only one left, Wang Yiwu.

Especially Zhong Xuansheng's escape undoubtedly declared the failure of his trip.

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