"Martial Lord" Bi Xuan was about to speak, but Kou Zhong had already taken over the words. He took two steps forward and said loudly: "Brother Ren, it's been a long time!"
In fact, he did this just to delay it for a while longer. At this moment, apart from people from various clans and factions, who doesn’t want to delay Li Shimin’s return with help?
Bi Xuan's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he glanced at Kou Zhong without any attack.
Randomly listened to his call, looked for fame, and said with a smile: "You have changed a lot."
Kou Zhong also smiled and said: "Today's Kou Zhong is no longer the Yangzhou boy back then, but Brother Ren still has the same style!"
Ran Ran looked at him carefully, nodded and said: "Indeed, you are no longer the boy you were before."
His expression was still so calm and peaceful, and he still had a calm and indifferent look, as if he didn't care about the leaders, the leaders of the White Way, and the thousands of masters in front of him, and took everything lightly.
Kou Zhong said happily: "Brother Ren, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the 'number one in the world', but what else do you want?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said with a smile: "You don't understand!"
Kou Zhong said dumbly: "I don't understand?"
Ran Ran sighed deeply and said, "How can you understand this kind of thing?"
Kou Zhong didn't take it seriously and laughed loudly: "I don't understand, so I asked Brother Ren for advice!"
Ran Ran glanced at him and said calmly: "Well, I'm not in a hurry. I can just chat for a while."
The devil does whatever he wants and runs rampant, and everyone knows that his martial arts are high, superb, and powerful. However, the devil's martial arts has reached the level of the first person. What does he want, but no one in the world knows it? People know.
Seeing Kou Zhong asking such questions at this moment, everyone couldn't help but listen attentively.
Randomly looking at the auspicious clouds in the distance, he said leisurely: "I practiced martial arts at the age of five, and achieved success in seven years. I was rampant in the world at the age of twelve, and I was invincible in the world at the age of weak. What I have learned in my life is astonishing at the highest level, and I can conquer ghosts and gods at the lower level. , the art of martial arts is over here. If I don’t find something to do and have some fun, wouldn’t my life be too lonely and boring?”
As he spoke, he faced the crowd and said with a faint smile, "How can you understand that it's always cold at a high place?"
Kou Zhong was stunned, and everyone was stunned. Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
No one could understand, no one understood, but after hearing what he said, Xu Ziling thought of someone! Maybe it's not a person, it's a message: I practiced martial arts at the age of five, and became a minor at the age of twelve. Thirty years ago, I had a glimpse of the way of heaven and man. In the world, there is no one who can compete with me...
His words are so similar to those left by Tianjun. His surname is Renyi, and the Tianjun more than two hundred years ago was also named Yiyi. Could it be that...could he...could he...he be the Tianjun of the past? !
Xu Ziling tried his best to deny it, but no matter how much he denied it, the connection between the 'two people' had slowly rejoined in his mind.
Bi Xuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes were stern and deep, and he stared at the leisurely man in white on the palace road in the distance for a long time, and then said lightly in Chinese: "I don't understand, it's so cold in such a high place, I'll let you go today. I’ll learn from you!”
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward, moved half a foot in front of his body like a phantom, and punched out with his right fist.
There was no whistling sound from the fist, and it didn't bring up any energy, but the impact of the fist was earth-shattering.
Bixuan's fist strikes directly at an astonishing speed. The fist posture changes again and again, and the strength is increasing. The reach of its power and the power of its momentum are simply immeasurable and beyond words.
Although the fist has changed, it seems to have remained completely unchanged. The fist has returned to its original state and gathered all the changes into the same.
Seeing Bi Xuan make a move, Ning Daoqi also flashed forward and struck with his fingers. His palm was like a jade pillar holding up the sky, and his palm turned into a blow that covered the sky and earth.
Floating at will, retreating quickly, the person is like the flowing wind, and the body is like a light cloud. Not only is it impermanent and formless, it seems that it has also lost its essence. The two great masters took action together, but they could only feel the sound of the wind, and the silhouettes of people came and went suddenly between their fists.
The power of the fist penetrated the soil, and the power of the palm cut through the surface, covering an area of more than ten feet, bringing up rubble and dust all over the sky.
Ning Daoqi let out a long roar, jumped up, and made subtle and exquisite movements with his hands, flying across the sky. He "forged" a weapon with his hands, grabbing endless power from his Dantian. His hands had already displayed the power of creation, and even the most yang energy was used to forge "invisible weapons".
Bi Xuan also gave a sharp scolding, spreading his palms to send out his unparalleled power, which was invisible but tangible between his two fists, and was extremely terrifying.
The world instantly turned into a sea of fists and waves of palms. The soft palms and hard fists cooperated with each other, combining hardness and softness in a continuous chain.
And arbitrary body movements can be said to be as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, light clouds and impermanent, and the movement of the spirit is invisible. With one floating body, he dodges all martial arts moves, and with one swift movement, he retreats, avoiding all pursuits in the world.
Combining the power of Bixuan and Ning Daoqi, they didn't even touch his clothes.
As swift as a flying light, as erratic as a god, it can be said that it is straight, it is the end, and it is more contemptuous!
Such a wave of fists and palms that shook the world and made the gods weep, had already made everyone dazzled and frightened; but the arbitrary body skills made people, gods snatch it, and lose it!
He couldn't touch or touch him, let alone hurt him. His movement speed was always one point faster than the fist and palm attacks of the two, and all the martial arts moves performed by the two were always just one centimeter apart.
The decision was made, so Ning Daoqi retreated, and Bi Xuan also retreated. The random figure seemed to come from nothing, from emptiness to reality, and the person fell down.
The world suddenly became deathly silent!
Random was still standing there quietly as before they took action. If the ground hadn't been cut off and the road had not been opened, it would have been as if he hadn't moved at all.
The two great masters each stood five feet away from him. Their expressions didn't seem to have changed much, but their eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
Everyone saw that the two great martial arts masters in the world had joined forces and could not defeat the devil, so they couldn't help but want to retreat. But when he thought about how he would feel at ease once he retreated, he felt suppressed and frightened, and stopped wanting to retreat.
He looked at the two of them randomly and asked with a smile: "I only dodge and don't take action. Do you two know why?"
Ning Daoqi was speechless, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him.
Bi Xuan also looked at him and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you take action?"
He shook his head and sighed softly, and said calmly: "I just want you two to have the opportunity to show off your skills. Only you two have such an opportunity. I won't allow it to anyone else."
He finished speaking softly and slowly, that kind of frivolity, that kind of pride, that kind of conceit, how can we learn it, how can we understand it, how can we understand it!
As if there is no one around, there is no one left in sight, it is like this.
Xu Ziling's expression changed drastically. The color on his face that should have been handsome was gone. He couldn't help but start to tremble all over. Think of Tianjun's message, what Master Lu said, and combine it with the past actions of the 'devil' in front of you...
He couldn't help but murmured in shock: "No, it can't be, he...he will never be..."
Kou Zhong patted him hard on the shoulder, looked at the frightened man, and said in shock: "Master Ling, what's wrong with you?"
Just as Xu Ziling was about to speak, a voice reached everyone's ears first.
He looked around randomly, glanced away, and said lightly: "Ren has nothing to say. Let's stop chatting. Now it's time for you to die."
It's too late, it seems that everything is too late. At this moment, the devil is already ready to take action. If he can't wait, he will fight bloody and fight to the death until one person is left.
Fan Qinghui shouted sharply: "If we don't get rid of this demon today, how can the world feel at ease? Let's take action together!"
Ran Ran smiled, one step up, one step down, he looked like he was wandering in the garden, but with each step, the distance of fifty feet had been eliminated, and the person appeared in front of everyone.
Shocked, stunned!
Someone shouted: "Beware of the devil!"
How to be careful, why be careful?
Press one hand on a person, and the person turns into eight pieces, scatters in all directions, and flies away.
