After receiving a positive reply from Emperor Nanyue, Jiang Shan looked at Wen Qiong and said, "Is this your first time going down the mountain?"
"No, I've been down Mount Tai, and all the demons from thousands of miles around Mount Tai were frightened when they heard my name. I've also entered the underworld, and thousands of ghost kings were my slaves and didn't dare to say a word." Wen Qiong said with a proud face.
"So we are only near Mount Tai. This is the first time we are far away and the first time we have entered the mortal world. Have you ever lost?" Jiang Shan looked at Wen Qiong and said.
"I have never had any peers, and I don't plan to have any. Even those who are slightly better than me in cultivation will eventually be defeated by me." Wen Qiong said, he has extraordinary fighting talent, and 10% of his mana can exert 12% of his combat power. , once the war started, there would be no end until death. The ordinary monks who just wanted to fight for immortality would be timid before they started fighting with him.
"Then do you think you can accept failure?" Jiang Shan asked again.
"No, so I won't lose. There are other nagging people here. Do you dare to take action? If you want to, do it." Wen Qiong shouted.
"Okay, please." Jiang Shan extended his hand and asked Wen Qiong to take action first.
"Where is your weapon?" Wen Qiong frowned.
"When you threaten me enough, I will naturally use weapons. You are not qualified now." Jiang Shan's eyes sharpened, and his aura changed. He was no longer the gentle and good man just now, but a domineering one who killed millions. The demon king's overwhelming pressure flowed away. Before he could take action, Wen Qiong felt a terrifying pressure coming on him, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast.
Emperor Nanyue also frowned. He had always heard that Jiang Shan was great, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. He was somewhat doubtful about the rumors. After all, Jiang Shan had used his hands and feet to kill Qi Qi, and he had used his hands and feet to kill Qingxu. Youshan Youbu helped and borrowed the power of the magic weapon, but if he were not in Nanyue now, he felt that he might not be Jiangshan's opponent.
"Well done!"
However, Wen Qiong felt the terrifying pressure and laughed loudly, "It's only fun to compete with a master like you, so you can take advantage of me."
After the words fell, Wen Qiong's whole body was shaken by mana. Qi and blood surged on his majestic body, running like a vast ocean. He didn't know how much power he contained. He didn't look like a person, but like a ferocious beast.
Yaohua, who had been watching, saw this scene and his pupils shrank. Empress Houtu had always kept a low profile, and Emperor Wuyue had also kept a low profile. He did not expect that there would be such a person under his sect.
The Three Realms are really deep. No wonder Father Yuanjun has been away for so long, but Doumu Yuanjun has never really mastered the Three Realms.
Wen Qiong roared, shaped like a ferocious beast, and dropped his maces in his hands. They were as fast as wind, violent as fire, and even more powerful. At this moment, everyone who saw these maces saw two buildings in a trance. The majestic peaks towering into the clouds are pressing directly towards Jiangshan.
Wen Qiong's double mace is a rare treasure condensed from the essence of the two peaks of Mount Tai. He has the beauty of the two peaks, and Wen Qiong was cultivated by Emperor Dongyue. He practiced in the heart of Mount Tai and knows Mount Tai well. Therefore, the power of his pair of maces is even more Extraordinary, there is no difference between two maces and two peaks.
If he were on Mount Tai, he would be able to use the power of Mount Tai to gather the power of heaven and earth.
"not enough."
Facing Wen Qiong's powerful blow, Jiang Shan just replied lightly, and then the blood on his right fist condensed, and he suddenly punched out. He resisted the magic weapon with his body and punched away. It was shocking, and the two mountains were empty. The shadow suddenly collapsed.
Wen Qiong's heart trembled, as if he saw an indescribable terrifying existence, violent and ferocious, breaking mountains and cutting off rivers at every turn. An unmatched terrifying force struck, shaking his hands and making him retreat uncontrollably. , almost hitting the wall behind him, but he still couldn't hide his surprise when looking at Jiang Shan.
It's so strong.
You can defeat me without a weapon.
"Continue, otherwise you won't have the chance to take action when I take action. You have to taste the taste of failure in advance." Jiang Shan opened his eyes and looked at Wen Qiong with a frightening pressure.
Wen Qiong's heart trembled, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast. He was instinctively afraid, and after noticing a trace of fear, he became angry, and angry that he would be afraid.
"Don't underestimate me."
Wen Qiong roared angrily, his body glowed with golden light, and endless spiritual energy gathered on it. Outside the body, a majestic shadow of the God of War, a hundred feet tall, condensed, as if it were the center of the world, and its power was more than doubled compared to that just now.
Another mace fell, endless golden light filled the air, vast magic power circulated, and contained terrifying pressure.
Pilanpo frowned when he saw this. Although he had just entered the second level, he was really extraordinary. If he was unprepared and received this blow, it would be difficult to please him.
Jiang Shan's expression became a little more solemn. It was a good blow, not inferior to his second brother's full blow. However, he still did not use the stick and continued to punch.
After his bloodline evolved into pure Zanyin, he also received the magical inheritance of ancient Zanyin.
Although most of the inheritances are useless, they have either fallen behind and been surpassed by the current magical powers, or although they are powerful, it is almost impossible to succeed in cultivation in this era. It is feasible in theory, but not in practice.
But there are still a few magical powers that can be used.
For example, this punch, Qian Wu.
It is said that with one punch, no one can reach a place thousands of miles away.
Taking the initiative to take a step, punching out, the turbulent momentum flowed, like the devil resurrecting, punching away, facing the two maces, the golden and red colors clashed, the terrifying power was vented towards the outside, the clouds in the sky burst, and the ground It was even more broken.
Shan Youbu sighed, children fight so fiercely, don't you know how to be more restrained?
Putting his hands together, a golden light emerged, turning into a golden cover to wrap Jiang Shan and Wen Qiong, preventing the magic power from leaking out, otherwise the Dali Royal City would be scrapped after today.
"Bang~"
There was another loud noise, and Jiang Shan's body shook. Wen Qiong's body was broken, and his body retreated. His face turned abnormally red, but Jiang Shan remained motionless.
"You lost." Jiang Shan looked at Wen Qiong. Wen Qiong's cultivation was not weak, and his talent was high. Unfortunately, Wen Qiong, like him, had practiced his physique intensively, and he still took the path of breaking through ten guilds at once, and His strength is far superior to Wen Qiong.
If Wen Qiong is good at magic or speed, he will need to spend more time.
But it would be unlucky to meet someone head-on.
"Until the last moment, the outcome is still uncertain. I'll make two moves. It's your turn. Come on." Wen Qiong held her maces and looked directly at Jiang Shan, with the fire of fighting spirit burning in her eyes.
"Do you want to know your failure with your own hands?" Jiang Shan said.
"To see a higher realm, I am not as good as you today, but three hundred years from now, if you and I fight again, I will definitely defeat you!" Wen Qiong's eyes were firm, and her serious face was full of fighting spirit.
"That's wrong. We should say three hundred years to the east of the river and three hundred years to the west of the river. It's better to bully a white-headed man than a poor young man. This way, it's more impressive." Jiang Shan shook his head and corrected.
"Three hundred years to the east of the river, three hundred years to the west of the river, would you rather bully a white-headed man than a poor young man?" Wen Qiong read it again, and then nodded solemnly, it was more powerful. Next time, you can say this...
No, there is no next time.
"Okay, let's fight again in three hundred years. Let's end this battle with a stick today. You use all your strength to fight, but don't lose three hundred years." Jiang Shan said, a light flashed in his hand, and the dark iron rod was Emerging in his hand, although Wen Qiong is a little impulsive and rebellious, he is not a bad person and has high talent. Jiang Shan doesn't mind letting him see a higher power.
Seeing Jiang Shan finally draw his stick, Wen Qiong's face showed uncontrollable excitement. He could finally see Jiang Shan's full strength. He was defeated this time, but he won't be next time.
"Come." Wen Qiong's eyes burned brightly, and he shouted loudly. His whole body's magic power circulated, and his fierce aura emerged. The golden light shone, towering like a mountain, and indestructible.
"fall!"
Jiang Shan's eyes widened, and the iron rod in his hand fell quickly. The terrifying pressure was released, like a vicious demon opening its eyes. In an instant, a shocking and terrifying will flowed, as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were suppressing it.
In an instant, everything in the world seemed to stand still, and only this stick was eternal.
Wen Qiong held up his two maces and exerted great power, trying to resist, but under this stick, everything became futile.
With a loud noise, Wen Qiong's dharma image broke, his golden armor shattered, and he flew out, falling heavily on the golden light shield aside. Blood spurted from his mouth, and he looked at Jiang Shan and said, "What a stick."
After that, he vomited another mouthful of blood, passed out, and fell to the ground unconscious.
(End of chapter)
