Stepping upwards, the whole sky trembled under his feet, and the fifth hero once again rose up in front of Ji Jijue. The fifth hero's punches and kicks were like thunder, making the space tremble, but Ji Jijue remained motionless, and kept spitting out simple tones in his mouth, and his words followed the rules.
Xiong Chen's fists and feet kept bombarding, and the roaring sound kept coming, as if the sky was falling apart. After sixteen blows, the fifth hero closed the distance between the two by half a meter.
The fifth hero did not bypass Ji Jijue to attack the phoenix or sycamore tree, and Ji Jijue did not cast a spell to protect them. The two fought fiercely, and they just wanted to defeat each other, rather than bypassing each other to achieve their goals.
It was a very honest battle. It’s not that they didn’t understand strategies. The old peasant general Chu Xiang who killed the old monk was so accurate. Who dares to say that they don’t know how to plot? It’s probably because they have been rivals for thousands of years, and each of them already knows the other side well. , the little trick is no longer worth using, and it is useless.
Heavy punches, like gods beating drums, endless tricks, words and tricks, the two fought fiercely, and as the distance between the two became closer, the two gradually couldn't bear the thunderous counterattack force, and the fifth hero The seven orifices gradually overflowed with black blood, Ji Jijue was breathing heavily, and it was extremely difficult to speak every word.
After thirteen more blows, the two of them could not withstand the force of the counter-shock. The fifth male spurted out blood and fell down. His one-foot-long Dharma Body shrank rapidly. Ji Jijue's seven orifices overflowed with blood, and he fell unconscious.
Two top masters who were almost in harmony ended up losing both sides. The mountains were completely silent, and no one dared to speak out to break the silence. Only the cold wind blew, which was breathtaking.
Both sides picked up the injured respectively, and the fierce fighting continued. Another person from the fifth family showed up.
The old monk had finished his last words and went to see the Buddha. Wugou walked gently behind Chu Xiang and said thank you. Chu Xiang waved and Wugou left with the old monk's body and six young monks.
The few monks did not look like they were traveling a long distance. Judging from the direction in which they were leaving, they were most likely monks from Famen Temple. However, the journey was only a dozen kilometers away, so there would be no problems on the way.
This time, the fifth person who appeared turned out to be a young woman, dressed as an urban beauty, holding a long sword in her hand, with a calm posture, flying through the void, as if she were a fairy.
There is actually a woman who has reached the virtual realm, and she is still so young. She feels her aura, which is not inferior to the fifth one. Chu Xiang can't help but sigh, he is really a frog at the bottom of the well, and he doesn't know how wide the sky is.
The person who showed up to intercept was also a young woman, with bulging muscles all over her body, like a King Kong Barbie. If you only look at her head and face, she is very beautiful, but unfortunately her face and muscles do not match her.
The beauty of the fifth family drew her sword, and the sword flew into the air. The sword energy flashed like a thunderous giant. The muscular woman punched out, and the sword energy was scattered in all directions.
Stepping forward, the air exploded, and her shoes and pants were shattered, revealing her white feet. The beauty of the fifth family's sword was shining like a dragon, and the muscular woman's fists and palms were like thunder. She moved to dodge and attack. Suddenly, cold light danced all over the sky. It's all the howling wind.
The two women fought fiercely, and the momentum was no less powerful than the battle between Wu Cong and the majestic middle-aged man. The swords flashed back and forth, and the auras clashed like dragons, like ethereal fairies, and like the god of war Ling Tian.
"How awesome!" Song Xiaoting couldn't help but say with envy. She couldn't see clearly the battle situation in the distance, but she knew that both of them were women.
Fourteen seconds and thirty-seven moves later, the victory was decided. The muscular woman punched down, but the beauty from the fifth family couldn't dodge. She was hit by the punch and rolled and fell. She wanted to stabilize her body and rushed straight down. She punched again. The beauty from the fifth family was hit by the punch. The beautiful woman could only swing her sword with all her strength, and the bright sword energy dispersed the fist, but she could not stop her falling body. She trampled a big tree before she could stabilize her body.
Chu Xiang couldn't help but sigh, it was a pity that such a beautiful woman was knocked to the ground and was in such a miserable state. She simply didn't know how to show mercy to her. However, there should be no such thing as a woman's compassion for a woman. Only enemies would be particularly jealous when they meet her.
After defeating the beauty of the fifth family, the muscular woman had no intention of retreating. She stood in the air with her arms folded and looked at the top of the mountain where the fifth family was.
The four fields became quiet, and no one from the fifth family showed up. I wonder if there is no girl who can fight with the muscular girl, or because they don't want to bully an already weak little girl. Romance
In the woods to the south, a group of dozens of people were sitting on the snow, including men and women, old and young. Wu Cong was sitting next to him, and Wu Xiong was lying in front of an old man who kept smoking cigarettes. He was as breathless as a gossamer. The beauty of the defeated fifth family stood behind.
"Brother..." A thin old man squatting next to him hesitated to speak.
The old man who smoked dry cigarettes knocked his pipe on the fifth male, knocking out the ashes. He stretched out his hand to smooth the ashes and said in Mandarin with a strong dialect accent: "You understand what I mean, this battle must be fought no matter what." Well, one is to clear up the cause, and the other is to let the children go to the next level after this battle. If our fifth family loses, it will be impossible to escape from the cage, not to mention ruining the arrangement of the First Emperor. The consequences are unpredictable, it is impossible for the Ji family to make us calm down, and without a war, how can we cope with the ensuing chaos?"
"Brother, I know, but... look at Xiong'er, hey!" the thin old man could only sigh.
"Hua'er, go ahead." The old man who smoked cigarettes knocked out the ashes and wiped Wu Cong's chest.
Wu Cong looked at the old man's dark cigarette ash smeared on his chest in depression, with a very troubled expression. He was helplessly injured and couldn't move, so he could only endure it.
"I won't go, there's no point in beating a woman." A stunned young farm boy next to him said gloomily.
Seeing the old man in trouble, a middle-aged woman next to him said: "That's it, I'll go." As he said that, the figure flashed out of the woods and jumped into the air.
What appeared was a middle-aged woman, dressed like a typical farmhouse wife, with a somewhat bloated figure, and she didn't look like a master.
"You are no match for Russia, go down and have a rest." The middle-aged woman said, with a soft voice, as if she was coaxing her own child.
The muscular woman pumped her fists and said in a cold voice: "You will know after you try it." She concentrated her energy and punched out, the pressure was as strong as the waves, and it was surging.
The middle-aged woman waved her hand casually, and the boundless fist dissipated immediately, and she rushed towards the muscular woman with the remaining energy. The muscular woman looked ugly, knowing that she was no match for Duan Duan, so she retreated and fell into the forest.
As soon as the middle-aged woman came on the stage, Chu Xiang knew that the muscular woman was definitely no match. After watching so many battles, Chu Xiang had a clearer understanding of the levels of the virtual realm, and only then did he realize how lucky he was to have achieved the virtual realm. In the big realm of virtual realm, it must be divided into at least three small realms. Chu Xiang vaguely understood that there are two thresholds. After passing the first threshold, one can control the air, and the second threshold is magical power.
Fifth Xiong and Ji Jijue are masters who have passed two thresholds. They have their own magical powers. One can control the sky and the earth, and the other can follow his words. The first old farmer who appears has just entered the virtual realm and can barely control the air. The first None of the thresholds have been passed, while several others have passed the first threshold.
Both the muscular woman and the middle-aged woman have passed the first threshold. Chu Xiang doesn't understand why the two of them are in the same small realm. The difference in strength is so big that he can clearly feel the difference between strong and weak. See It turns out that there should be more levels in the small realm than he guessed, maybe four or five.
Chu Xiang's state of mind is already great, but his strength has not even passed the first threshold, and he has just scratched the surface of Yu Kong. If he goes on the court, everyone will fly in the sky, and he can only run on the ground, and he will definitely be slapped on the head. situation.
Chu Xiang regretted a little, he regretted giving up the Twelve Gold Man. If the Twelve Gold Man was in control, it didn't matter what magical method he had. With one punch, the world would be destroyed and everything would turn into ashes. There was no point in being so worried.
There is an endless supply of masters from the fifth family, and the Ji family has a lot of moves. Both sides have their own victories and defeats, and they have fought for more than ten times with no results. The departure of the monk from Famen Temple had no impact on the situation at all. There was only one person in the Jiang family, Jiang Hu, and no one from the Ji family seemed to come forward after Ji Jue. The next dozen or so people were not sure which family they were from, but judging from the aura of the people on the scene, they all He has a somewhat elegant and scholarly temperament, and he probably belongs to the Confucius family.
The situation turned into a confrontation between the Kong family and the fifth family. Both sides had their own winners and losers, but the Kong family was obviously at a disadvantage. They were not very good at fighting, and it was a bit difficult to withstand the rural villagers of the fifth family.
This is a confrontation that has lasted for two thousand years. Two thousand years of verbal and written criticism cannot erase the great achievements of one emperor through the ages. In the end, the winner must be determined by force. Literary men have no character, and there is no room for cowards on the battlefield. Can the Kong family stop such a battle? Will the First Emperor attack?
After the seventeenth battle, silence fell in the mountains and forests. No one showed up for a long time. I wonder what the people of the fifth family planned.
