The Sword of Humanity Style Three, you can’t help yourself.
Facing this sword, Wang Yiwu had a completely different feeling.
Jiang Wang's sword stabbed him, and he felt in a daze that he was no longer himself. His fist could not reach complete perfection, his weapon could not be at its strongest, his blood energy was even the slightest difference... everything was lacking something. , he couldn’t help himself!
The whole world seemed to be pushing him to do things he didn't want to do and things he couldn't do. Forcing him to move forward, backward, even left and right.
It is very similar to Chongxuan Sheng's direct Chongshu manipulation, but it is separated from the level of "force" and becomes the influence of "potential".
Asking in this world, who can be free?
Wang Yiwu almost roared, but he clenched his teeth. All the muscles in the body are pumping with strength, the blood is boiling, and the soldiers are surging. What "can't help it"... He doesn't believe it!
The mountain will come to block it and break it into pieces. The river will come to block it and cut it off.
Nothing in heaven and earth can stop it.
He decides for himself and breaks everything with his fists.
The first time he performed martial arts on the school field, he was one against ten.
The first time the two armies rushed to fight, he fought bravely with blood, beheaded the general and captured the flag.
The master said that if he didn’t practice military strategy, it would be difficult for him to become a military god, but he said why should I follow your path!
They range from traders and pawns to princes and generals. In this world, no one has an easy life and no one has their own struggles. The world is like a tidal wave, and this body is drifting.
Rely on these fists to create an invincible path.
"I am Wang Yiwu, the invincible in my field!"
He finally gritted his teeth, and in spite of all the "involuntary actions", he punched out again.
In all the "helplessness", struggle out of "freedom"!
Still a selfless killing punch.
But it is no longer Jiang Mengxiong's selfless killing fist, but the selfless killing fist that belongs exclusively to Wang Yiwu.
Carrying out his faith and determination.
This punch was so powerful that even the space seemed to be retreating wherever it went.
At this moment, Jiang Wang's sword struck lightly.
This sword is obviously light and fluttery, and it seems so weak and even "weak".
But he penetrated Wang Yiwu's fist.
All light and shadow calmed down.
Wang Yiwu still maintained his punching posture, and a sword tip was exposed above his fist.
That water is like autumn water, it’s Sauvignon Blanc!
Sauvignon Blanc penetrated his fist, penetrated through the gap between his index and middle fingers, penetrated his palm, and emerged from the back of his hand. Blood flowed profusely for a moment.
Jiang Wang held the sword and let out his first roar.
"Who is the number one Tamron!"
Wang Yiwu pursed his lips. The pierced fist seemed to feel no pain, and it seemed that he was not the one who was losing blood.
His fingers were still clenched so tightly, still clenched into a firm fist.
He still sends his fist forward!
The punch was penetrated but did not dissipate.
At this moment, it suddenly exploded. Like a wave coming back, it swept over again. And it is stronger and more violent than before.
Obviously Sauvignon Blanc should prick deeper and deeper, so Wang Yiwu's entire arm should be cut open directly along this wound.
But the tip of the sword is retreating.
Jiang Wang had tried his best to move forward, but his sword was still moving backwards. He was forced backwards by that violent punch!
In the process of retreating, the sword blade and finger bones made a tooth-aching friction sound.
Neither Jiang Wang nor Wang Yiwu had any fluctuation in their eyes.
This brief collision had come to an end. There was an explosion and Sauvignon Blanc's entire sword was blown away. Jiang Wang's entire body was also blown away with a punch!
Before being blasted away from the door of "Menghua", Jiang Wang stopped flying backwards, forced to swallow the blood that surged into his throat, and shot back again.
Another involuntary blow from the sword!
He promised Chongxuan Sheng that if he tried to kill Wang Yiwu, he would never give him a chance to breathe.
Not stopping for a moment, not stopping with one sword strike.
Suddenly the sword has arrived.
Faced with this terrifying sword, Wang Yiwu still did not choose to evade. He even raised his fist that was pierced by the hole again, and confronted Jiang Wang again.
Only this time, blood surged from his fist, and a majestic weapon rose up.
This punch expanded at an alarming speed.
The evil spirits surged and condensed into various images. Or soldiers, or cavalry, or archers, or shield guards...
One punch can lead to a thousand troops!
This punch was so powerful, but Jiang Wang's eyes became more and more confident!
Wang Yiwu did not choose to fight directly with the Selfless Killing Fist again. Whether it was because his injured fist could no longer bear such a confrontation, or whether he judged that the Selfless Killing Fist could not block the involuntary sword, he was Retreating!
At least at this moment, facing Jiang Wang who was in the same realm, he had lost his belief in "invincibility"!
And this is the beginning of the tilt of the balance of victory and defeat!
Jiang Wang kept going in again and again.
Sauvignon Blanc ran into the thousands of soldiers transformed by Bingsha without any hesitation. A flash of frost briefly separated the surging soldiers.
Cut it down with one sword, and thousands of armies can overcome the difficulties!
In this short "passage" separated by soldiers and demons, Jiang Wang and Wang Yiwu faced each other.
"Who is the best Tenglong in the world!"
he shouted again.
I still remember the first time I met Wang Yiwu in the Tianfu Secret Realm. This person treats all the masters of the same field present as nothing. Whether it was Chong Xuansheng, Li Longchuan, Xu Xiangqian, or Jiang Wang.
But today, the one who is pressing forward step by step and being aggressive has been replaced by Jiang Wang, and the two sides are in different places.
He moved his sword forward from the "passage" that was opened. The sword was as sharp as a dragon, and he slashed out three swords in succession. The veteran Chi Mu and the famous scholar fell down, and they couldn't help themselves!
Wang Yiwu's face was expressionless, and his left hand opened and closed suddenly.
The chopped soldiers gathered together again, and he punched forward with his right fist!
Jiang Wang was surrounded by the rolling soldiers and was knocked back by this punch.
He chose to give up the possibility of winning with this punch, spending a huge amount of force and determination, and only used it for "expulsion". Just like what he said to Chongxuan Sheng before - just think about repelling, not defeating!
The surging soldiers pushed Jiang Wang back.
Suddenly a sword light exploded, and the billowing soldiers dissipated instantly.
Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand, hovering in the air, facing Wang Yiwu from a distance.
Only then did Wang Yiwu loosen his fist, relax his fingers, and hang them by his side.
The bleeding had stopped long ago, but the wound that penetrated the back of the hand was so clear and terrifying.
"You have indeed gone further in the Tenglong Realm." He said.
Arrogant as he was, he admitted defeat!
He admitted that Jiang Wang was the best in the world at the Tenglong realm.
From Youmai, Zhoutian, and then to Tongtian.
His path to invincibility was ended in the Soaring Dragon Realm!
"But I figured something out," he said.
"I shouldn't be afraid of short-term failure, because what I pursue is long-term invincibility!"
In such words, Wang Yiwu clenched his fist again.
"Thank you for granting me a defeat so that I can achieve perfection."
His long hair flew automatically without any wind.
"To express my gratitude, I will ascend to the inner palace for you!"
