As the breeze blew, the dust drifted away on the straight line where Wang Xianzhi retreated thousands of feet, and some slightly higher mounds and slopes were directly broken by the old man's back. Fortunately, the two sides were in the wilderness, and no outsiders saw this shocking scene. Wang Xianzhi shook his ankles, and simply kicked off the dilapidated hemp shoes. His sleeves were torn to pieces, and he tore them off, revealing his bronze-colored thick arms, with muscles as firm as a rock, containing the power to split mountains and cities. Wudi City was built by the water to watch the sea. Every year when summer and autumn meet, there will be white waves raging across the sky, and the tide drags across thousands of miles, beating against the top of the east wall. Thirty years ago, whenever there was a tornado in the sea, Wang Xianzhi would stand proudly on the top of the east wall and beat the waves with his arms to ride the tide. In the past 30 years, two people have changed to "catch the tide" for him, and the momentum is not as good as Wang Xianzhi vast. Martial arts proving the Tao with force has always been despised by people in the three religions, and they are regarded as inferior methods that are not in line with the way of heaven. It is Wang Xianzhi who turned the tide with his own strength and reversed the world's views, especially Tuoba Bodhisattva and Xuanyuan Dapan. , making Wang Xianzhi, the forerunner of this martial art, soaring to the top of the sky, never falling from the west mountain.
Wang Xianzhi's expression was calm, looking at the distance below his feet, the energy flow was turbulent, and his body was like a vast ocean. In terms of internal strength only, among the top ten martial arts judges, Cao Changqing is even more outstanding than Deng Tai'a who is the third in the world, he directly pursues Tuoba Bodhisattva, but he claims to be against Wang Xianzhi, but it is still hard to match him. In terms of combat power alone, the sword god in green shirt before Jiazi was roughly equal to the old man in sheepskin fur in Guanglingjiang, but Wang Xianzhi was much better than himself before Jiazi. Li Chungang, who has returned to the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and Wang Laoguai only exerted nine parts of their strength. For the past five hundred years, there have been six or seven people recognized as number one in the world. In the last hundred years, it has finally been decided that Wang Xianzhi will take the lead, and this old man who claims to be number two in the world is undoubtedly more vigorous than Liu Songtao, the devil of Zhulushan a hundred years ago. invincible. At that time, Qi Xuan, who was sixty years old but had a youthful face, stood on the Demon Slaying Platform to watch the world, and closed the door for the guards of heaven, so there were no ghosts and monsters to cause trouble in the world. With the old and strong Wang Xianzhi as the leader of the Poseidon, there is no martial artist who can stand out, so how can we talk about a new tree that is better than the martial arts
The eighty years came and went, the original four great masters became the ten martial arts judges every ten years, and the masters changed one after another. No one knew what this old monster was thinking.
The corner of Wang Xianzhi's mouth curled into a hearty smile, and finally came.
The elderly man over a hundred years old bends his knees slightly, stretches out his left hand slowly forward, his right shoulder slants low, and his right hand clenched into a fist. The uninvited guest gave Wang Xianzhi a thousand feet with two fists, and Wang Xianzhi absolutely had no reason not to return the gift.
The unremarkable starting gesture of the old man in rough linen clothes has neither the artistic conception of wind and clouds echoing with it, nor is there any majestic scene of flying sand and rolling stones around. Wang Xianzhi withdrew his gaze, exhaled lightly, and his eardrums vibrated violently. The man who passed through Tianmen did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue after the two punches, but paused slightly at a distance of 700 feet, and waited until Wang Xianzhi stabilized his body, and then began the third impact, one step at a time, but not on the ground , but walked in the air, like stones hitting a string of water floats, a few feet away from the ground, forming circles of airflow ripples, every time he stepped on the ground, it was like a big bell knocking on Wang Xianzhi's heart, making Wang Xianzhi not only the eardrums vibrate The range is getting bigger and bigger, and even the temples on both sides are starting to sag and protrude. Wang Xianzhi still didn't show any signs of punching. When the man took the last leap, stepped over a hundred feet in one step, and stomped heavily on the ground, he gathered his momentum to the extreme. When he punched, Wang Xianzhi's eardrums and temples suddenly stopped at the same time, and then he punched out!
Two fists collide.
There was a loud bang.
Between the fists of the two people, a "lake surface" spread out from the side of the majestic air force appeared. This thin lake surface was twisted ferociously, and the loud sound spread across the wilderness. The face wall was immediately torn and shattered beyond recognition.
The aging skin on Wang Xianzhi's face was wrinkled like a lake, showing layers of fine undulations, and then slowly returned to calm.
The arms of both of them swung back at the same time when they punched, and then switched hands at the same time, almost another thunderstorm resounding across the plain.
Wang Xianzhi smiled slightly, and slightly withdrew his hand.
The man shook his arm and didn't make any fuss.
Neither of them moved, but the distance between them grew farther and farther.
The earth tore out a gully whose width and length were gradually increasing.
Wang Xianzhi asked slowly: "Should I call you Prince of Beiliang or Emperor Zhenwu?"
The young man with shining golden eyes smiled and said, "Xu Fengnian will do."
Wang Xianzhi looked at the strange eyes of the young man who were gradually dimming, and the aura of his whole body stretched out behind him like a long rainbow. The old man said with some regret: "It turned out to be a scene of incense sticks. I don't know who made the rules. boring."
Xu Fengnian sarcastically said: "If you want to be interesting, why don't you go to the sky to fight with the gods."
Wang Xianzhi smiled and said: "The rotten grass is a firefly, even if there is a heavenly immortal who ascends to prove the Tao, it may not be a good thing."
Xu Fengnian asked: "Do you want to cross the gate of heaven willingly after losing a fight in the world?"
Wang Xianzhi shook his head and said loudly: "The truth is to be born as a human, and to die as a ghost. As for whether gods are gods or not, in my opinion, they are nothing more than thieves who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Those who steal the hook will be punished, those who steal the country will be killed, and those who steal the country will be killed." The fate is immortal, so the old man is only willing to believe half of the ghosts and gods."
Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about these things, it's very easy for you to kill me now, what do you say?"
Wang Xianzhi asked with a smile: "Do you still have a chance to recover to the previous level?"
Xu Fengnian said helplessly, "It's difficult."
Wang Xianzhi nodded and said: "As long as you have it, I will wait for you in the East China Sea next time."
Seeing the old man, Xu Fengnian was about to turn around, and asked, "Did you and Sui Xiegu fight?"
Wang Xianzhi still turned around and left.
Xu Fengnian swallowed a mouthful of blood, and staggered back.
At the place where the sword opened the Tianmen, Jiang Ni pulled out the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, with a hesitant expression.
Not far from her, Luoyang in white squatted on the ground, grabbed a handful of dirt, and looked into the distance.
Jiang Ni raised her hand, brought the red sandalwood sword box, placed the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, and carried it on her body.
Luo Yang stood up and clapped his hands, then turned around and looked at the woman who really conquered the country 800 years ago, and said with a sneer: "It's still this kind of skin that is born to make men feel pity. But now compared with the past, there are more hearts and lungs." gone."
Jiang Ni was confused by what she said, but she had an innate disgust towards the woman in white, and immediately glared and said, "You want to care?!"
Luo Yang raised his hand inexplicably, gestured to her to raise his glass and drank it down, laughed loudly, and asked, "Are you thirsty?"
Jiang Ni didn't want to be as familiar with this crazy woman, she caught a glimpse of the approaching figure out of the corner of her eye, bit her lip, and turned around resolutely.
Xu Fengnian stopped and closed his eyes.
That year, the boundless golden ears of wheat were sent to the palace as a tribute, and a woman named Fox walked timidly on the path behind him and the Great Qin Empress, and hadn't even drank the glass of poisonous wine.
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes, rubbed his cheeks, moved on, and walked to Luoyang.
As for Liu Haoshi, who Xu Fengnian mistakenly thought would flee all the way back to Tai'an City, his head had already been cut off by a hand knife, and he was kicked and rolled forward by the little girl.