"The Heavenly Silkworm Art is indeed worthy of its reputation! He is indeed the old man who killed countless masters back then!"
Under the Wind and Rain Tower, Wu Kuang turned into a storm and rushed towards the young ancestor and the silent middle-aged man.
At the same time, the battle between Wu Sheng, Yuan Wuji, and Meng Hongyan also officially started. The six holy masters who entered this place started a full-scale battle at this time.
Yi Zu sneered again and again, and the body-protecting aura all over his body was rich and strange, like a gas-like halo surrounding him.
Beside him, the plain-looking middle-aged man remained silent. In his right hand, a cold spear appeared in his hand, and he stabbed Wu Kuang's vitals first.
The blade of the gun was extremely cold and sharp. When the gun came out, the entire void seemed to be unable to bear it, and it kept making a clicking sound, as if it was shattering.
Huo Yuanji was secretly horrified. The power of a single spear made the void almost shatter into pieces. What a terrifying spear intent!
This is the true strength of a Saint Realm master! No wonder the master of this level is called the Supreme of the Martial Arts. Such strength cannot be matched by human beings!
"What a strong gun spirit!"
Lin Feifei was secretly dumbfounded. She was a master of using guns, so her feelings about the middle-aged man's gun were more profound and shocking than those of ordinary people.
In her perception, the middle-aged man's spear had transcended the limitations of technique and reached the edge of the Tao. Facing such a shot, if it were an ordinary master, he would probably be killed on the spot.
But unfortunately, the opponent he faced was a martial arts maniac known for his bellicosity!
"Haha...well done!" Wu Kuang's eyes flashed, he laughed wildly, and clenched his fists.
In the martial arts world, Wu Kuang and Wu Sage are all proficient in fist and palm kung fu. Wu Kuang is good at boxing, and Wu Sheng is good at palms. This is something everyone in the world of martial arts knows. Middle-aged people are also very clear.
"Look at the punch!"
Wu Kuang shouted loudly and punched out his right fist to face the spear.
When the punch was released, it was calm at first, but in just a moment, an extremely terrifying force condensed in the surrounding void, and all of it was squeezing towards the middle-aged man as if it were converging.
The middle-aged man was shocked, but he didn't panic. He still controlled the spear and stabbed forward!
When Wu Kuang saw this, he laughed wildly and stepped forward.
The fist wind filled the sky, and it seemed to be condensed in an instant, accompanied by Wu Kuang's figure being bombarded heavily!
The middle-aged man felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move at all, and like a small boat in the turbulent sea, he could only watch helplessly as the huge waves swallowed him up and hit him.
boom……
The power condensed from the domineering fist fell hard on the middle-aged man's spear.
In an instant, the spear penetrated the fist like a bamboo, but the violent internal force it brought also exploded.
The hurricane raged, and the remaining internal energy spread out, like a whirlwind sweeping through the space in an instant.
In the storm, Wu Kuang continued to move forward, and his right fist appeared in front of the middle-aged man's face under the most unlikely circumstances.
The middle-aged man was shocked and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block.
Bang... there was only a muffled sound, and the middle-aged man felt a strong force suddenly hit his forearm. At the same time, severe pain came from his forearm, and his body was involuntarily shot backwards.
In the ears, the sound of roaring wind kept coming.
Before the middle-aged man could react, Wu Kuang's fist appeared in front of him again.
"Bang bang bang..." After three punches in a row, the middle-aged man didn't even have a chance to fight back. He withstood Wu Kuang's three punches and was knocked upside down like a sandbag.
"It's really hard to fight..." Wu Kuang shook his head in disappointment.
The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression extremely gloomy, obviously stimulated by Wu Kuang's words.
Yizu patted his shoulder lightly and shook his head gently, "You are no match for him, that's normal. This martial madman's personal combat skills are almost unmatched by anyone in the world except for the martial saint, even today. The Supreme Ice King Yan Zun in the martial arts world, if we fight him head-to-head, we will probably only end up in a draw."
Hearing this, Wu Kuang laughed.
"It seems that you really understand me. You are right. If those two old ghosts hadn't relied on their own special internal strength, they would never be my opponents in close combat."
Huo Yuanji nodded secretly. He also heard his grandfather say the same thing.
The middle-aged man was silent.
Wu Kuang smiled and said: "You two should come together, just so I can see how capable Old Man Tiancan is, who killed countless masters in the Central Plains back then."
Huo Yuanji and other juniors were secretly surprised.
According to what Wu Kuang meant, the guy in front of him who had practiced the Tiancan magic skill was the old man Tiancan who was the most ruthless person in the martial arts world back then?
The First Ancestor smiled slightly, and the body-protecting aura around his body became a little stronger, and said: "In this case, it is better for us to be respectful than to obey!"
As soon as the words fell, the first ancestor and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and then they both stepped forward at the same time, heading towards Wu Kuang.
"Well done!" Wu Kuang laughed, his eyes full of blazing fighting spirit.
An unparalleled momentum, mixed with Haoran's huge internal energy fluctuations, suddenly burst out from his body!
It is the inner strength of the King of War.
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boom……
Martial Saint struck out with a palm, and the huge palm wind turned into a huge palm print, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Yuan Wuji didn't want to get entangled with him, so he took action with Ji Zhao.
"Three Sky-Breaking Swords!" The same move, but with different power. Yuan Wuji first showed his strength with Lin Dao's Sky-Breaking Sword that once decided the battle at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.
One slash!
Cut off with two swords!
Three swords to destroy the god!
At first, Lin Dao used the three swords in sequence, but when this move reached Yuan Wuji's beast suit, all three swords came out directly.
The three swords in the void reflected each other, exuding unparalleled killing intent.
"As expected, it's you..." Wu Sheng sighed, preparing the same moves in his hands.
"The horse gallops away and cuts through the wind and dust!"
With a loud shout, Wu Shengji raised his hand. The moment he stretched out his right hand, a huge momentum gathered in his palm, and a terrifying wave slowly spread out.
The next moment, step forward. The figure of Wu Sheng was like a ghost, and he was instantly close to the three sword lights coming together.
Boom boom boom... The sword light exploded in the void, and the martial saint retreated gracefully, unscathed.
Yuan Wuji frowned, "Very good, you didn't stand still."
Wu Sheng sighed, "Since you are here, she should also be here, right?" As he spoke, his eyes looked at Meng Hongyan behind Yuan Wuji.
Meng Hongyan was slightly startled, then quickly lowered her head.
Seeing this, Wu Sheng couldn't help but smile.
Yuan Wuji said: "Looking at our friendship for so many years, I can let you go, but I hope you won't interfere in my affairs."
Wu Sheng sighed and said: "After so many years, are you still obsessed with that matter?"
Hearing what Wu Sheng said, Yuan Wuji's expression changed instantly, his face was extremely cold, and he said: "It's not persistence, but an agreement. Besides, aren't you still obsessed with the hatred of the master?"
Wu Sheng secretly smiled bitterly.
"Then you appear here this time because of this agreement?"
"That's right." Yuan Wuji said coldly, "If you dare to stop me, you know the consequences."
Wu Sheng shook his head helplessly.
"Although it is indeed not my pleasure to be your enemy, this time, as you said before, I will also let you down."
"In that case, let's divide the ranks!" Yuan Wuji said no more. The moment his words fell to the ground, the knife was already swung out.
Wu Sheng shook his head, turned his palm, and Pang Ran's palm exploded instantly.
One knife and one palm, at this moment, confrontation!
The palm, carrying unparalleled power, and the sword, containing the supreme true meaning, two powerful men in the world, two existences equivalent to the pinnacle of their respective martial arts, collided brazenly!
Boom...the loud noise is shocking!
The Martial Saint actually used a pair of fleshy palms to fortify Yuan Wuji's sword intent!
Yuan Wuji swung his long sword, which was mixed with his own powerful sword intention. In an instant, he made as many as nineteen cuts, each of which struck directly at Wu Sheng's vital point.
The Martial Saint stepped on the seven stars and contained the five elements in his palms. He seemed to be in an extremely mysterious state, and he calmly dodged Yuan Wuji's nineteen swords.
Immediately, the palm came out!
The wind from Haoran's palm erupted in an instant and hit Yuan Wuji.
As expected, Yuan Wuji turned around, directly causing Wu Sheng's palm to line up on his own blade, and then slashed forward with his long sword.
Wu Sheng took two steps back.
Then he stepped forward again, the wind whistling in his palm, constantly colliding with the intention of the sword, making a series of crisp sounds of gold and iron,
In an instant, the two of them were fighting inextricably.
Huo Yuanji was secretly surprised. He never expected that one day he would be able to watch a battle between Saint Realm masters at such a close distance.
Of course, this is naturally the reason why they each control their power.
In fact, none of the six holy realm masters in front of them actually used their inner strength to fight.
After all, no one wants to completely destroy this place because of fighting. Otherwise, it would really be more than worth the gain.
"There's something wrong!" Suddenly, Huo Yuanji seemed to have discovered something and frowned.
Logically speaking, whether it is Futian Sect or Blade, their goal should be Broken Jade, but looking at the dynamics of the two parties at the moment, it seems that Broken Jade is not taken seriously at all, which is obviously not normal.
"Do they have any other plans?"
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