Two masters who have cultivated hard to the top of the realm, a pair of powerful masters and apprentices, were pinched by Wang Chao's necks one by one, and they were lifted out of the jungle like chickens and ducks, which is indeed too shocking, especially Liu Yufei, Mei Tianyun had only fought with the master and apprentice a day ago, and he knew the strength of these two people.
"In the past, it was just the Qing Gang, the Huaqing Gang, and Hongmen recognized him Wang Chao as the first in the world, although we have seen his means of dripping stones and holding iron into mud, but this is a performance after all, but not a hands-on one.
Now I finally saw his methods, but it's a pity that I didn't see him really do it.
The empty hands of this old enemy of mine with an iron whip against him have been captured like chickens and ducklings.
If I use a white ape clamp steel rod, I don't know if it's Wang Chao's opponent. ” Liu Yufei watched Wang Chao pinching Zhou Ming, and the necks of Yu Feng's master and apprentice walked out of the woods, and his heart shook violently.
It's one thing to hear, it's another to see it with your own eyes.
Liu Ape Fei, the "Flying God Ape", can be ranked in the top ten roles among the top masters in the world, although he also admits that Wang Chao's boxing skills dominate the world, and he has also seen Wang Chao's kung fu in the headquarters of the Ottawa Big Circle Gang.
But after all, holding iron into mud is a performance, and it cannot be compared with real actual combat.
Which top master, is not a character whose heart is higher than the sky In the past, although Liu Yufei admitted Wang Chao's strength on the surface, in the deepest part of his heart, he still imagined that one day, he would stand in front of Wang Chao and compete in a dignified manner.
But now, he didn't have that in his heart at all.
There is only an inexplicable awe of Wang Chao.
The barefoot and neatly dressed boy in front of him has become a supreme image like the Leshan Giant Buddha in his heart.
Liu Yufei wondered in his heart whether he couldn't resist Wang Chao with his "White Ape Clamping Steel Rod" weapon.
But he imagined it for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.
After comparing it in his heart, he felt that he still couldn't resist.
At this moment, Liu Yufei knew that he was truly convinced by Wang Chao, even if he made great progress in martial arts and broke the void in the future, he would not be Wang Chao's opponent, because his heart had truly surrendered at this moment.
"Hey, Lao Liu, you look at this Zhou Ming, Ling'er, you take this residual wind, let's go back."
In the mountains and grasses, there are also masters, who actually want me to take action in person.
I hope that Yan Yuanyi, Style, and Chen Aiyang can successfully invite people, and don't let me do it in person."
Wang Chao put down the person in his hand.
Zhou Ming was covered in blood, and after being put down by Wang Chaoyi, his legs were crossed, and he sat on the ground, his eyes were as bright as torches, and he didn't know whether it was anger or sadness, giving people a feeling of being sluggish and cold.
Zhou Ming's appearance is like Jing Ke, who did not succeed in assassinating Qin Shi Huang.
Seeing him like this, Liu Yufei, Mei Tianyun, Bai Quanyi, and Huo Ling'er were all cautiously nervous.
The people present were all masters, and it was natural to see that although this Zhou Ming was covered in blood, he was in good spirits and had not lost his combat effectiveness.
Zhou Ming did not lose his combat effectiveness, although Wang Chao captured him, he did not poison his tendons, break his bones, crush his internal organs or anything.
His terrifying blood was also the result of the "Donkey Kong King Whip Method" that exploded the vitality of his whole body, so that the blood seeped out of the pores.
With so much blood, it seems terrifying, but in fact, it is similar to ordinary people sweating.
Ordinary people have nothing to do after donating blood, let alone a top master like him.
"You've had such a long break that you've regained your strength.
Part of the blood in your internal organs now slowly gathers to the west of your lower abdomen an inch below the skin, where is the tip of Mount Meru in the Mahamudra.
After a fortune, the explosive power is amazing, and the strength of the fist is like the whole Sumeru Mountain pressed down, but this is useless to me, you better disperse your qi and blood, so as not to get hurt. ” Wang Chao looked at Zhou Ming, whose eyes were like torches, and Zhou Ming was sitting on the ground like Jing Ke, and shook his head.
He could naturally see that Zhou Ming was not giving up, and the blood in the dark luck was concentrated on an inch below the western sebum in the lower abdomen, ready to explode.
This point is an important part of the practice of Yoga Mahamudra, known as the tip of Mount Meru.
Mount Meru is a sacred mountain in Buddhist mythology, infinity.
After the Yoga Mahamudra carried the blood to that point, it stimulated it vigorously, and the power of the explosion was so great that it was as if Mount Meru was pressed down, which was used as a metaphor for the ferocity of power.
Obviously, Zhou Ming is going to break out again.
Although he was very secretive, slowly brewing and transporting, thinking that he would not be discovered, he was still seen by Wang Chao at a glance.
Hearing Wang Chao's words, Zhou Ming closed his eyes and said in an unusually hoarse voice: "Unexpectedly, you can still see that your eyes are so sharp that I didn't expect."
However, why don't you abolish me, you know, with my ability, if you relax a little, you will bring death to the people around you.
The three people next to you, their fist skills are only to the point of turning into strength, and if I make a sudden move, you may not be able to guard against it. ” "My eyes are discerning eyes, and my eyes are discerning eyes."
Wang Chao calmly narrated: "The reason why I didn't abolish you is because we have no grievances and no enemies, and I invite you this time just to hold a grand event in martial arts."
But if you're out of control, you'll cause me some trouble, just in case.
Of course, if you insist on making a move, you can try.
But if you want to hurt someone on purpose, I won't keep it anymore. ” Zhou Ming listened, closed his eyes in silence, and stopped talking.
"Mr.
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Zhou, Mr.
Wang Chao dominates the world and is invincible, this time I came to invite you personally, you can be proud.
If you are defeated, you will be defeated, and there is nothing, you don't forget, you and I still have a life-and-death battle, please go to Nanyang Tangmen, you take good care of your body, and when you get to the martial arts conference, I will use my white ape clamp steel rod to your vajra whip technique, you are my old enemy, only by killing you, can I understand my thirteen-year wish.
I want you to die a dignified death at my hands. ” Liu Ape Fei said coldly.
Zhou Ming heard Liu Ape's naked challenge, although the expression on his face remained unchanged, his body stood up, ripped off the cloth on his clothes, and wrapped it around his head.
"Let's go."
Seeing this situation, Wang Chao turned around slightly, took a big step forward, and went first.
He walked in front, and he was not afraid of Zhou Ming, and Yu Feng's master and apprentice fled again.
And Zhou Ming, Yu Feng's master and apprentice were surrounded by Liu Yufei and the four of them, and they didn't make any more moves.
Obviously, they knew that as long as they made a move, Wang Chao in front would definitely beat them to death.
It's a premonition from the depths of their hearts, so they don't dare to act rashly.
Just when Wang Chao personally took action to capture the pair of master and apprentice masters in Sri Lanka, the vigorous invitation of the masters scattered by the Tang Sect was also in full swing.
Middle East.
Syria.
This is a typical Middle Eastern Arab world, with tall mosques and classical city walls, full of unique charm of Arabian style.
At this time, Chen Aiyang and Mo Yunyan were in the capital of Syria, a world-famous city, a city with a long history of 4,500 years, Damascus.
The city is naturally best known for its Damascus scimitar, a world-class sword.
Anyone who comes to the city for tourism must bring the Damascus scimitar back to collect, otherwise it is a great pity.
"This time the surface of the knife is exquisitely moire, but in fact, it is all fake.
We visited so many shops that we couldn't find a real Damascus scimitar. ” Mo Yunyan smiled at Chen Aiyang.
The husband and wife are visiting some knife shops in Damascus.
In the large and small knife shops, all of them are full of exquisite moire knives, but both of them are masters, and their knowledge of weapons is also super high, so it can be seen that most of the moire is decorated, not the real Mohammed pattern.
"Let's go to our destination."
Chen Aiyang said with a smile: "I also have a few real Damascus knives at home.
It's not unusual.
Wang Chao personally took action this time, and Liu Yufei didn't invite anyone, so we can't let Wang Chao do it again. ” "That's right, he dominates the world, he is high, if he does everything himself.
It's a bit of a loss of identity.
Mo Yunyan said in a delicate voice.
The two walked and talked until they came to the middle of a small alley shop in the old town of Damascus, which was also a small blacksmith shop, making knives, and the business was deserted, and the alley was deep.
Chen Aiyang and Mo Yunyan walked in, and they saw a man with yellow skin and black hair, who was obviously Asian, picking up a sword with iron tongs and quenching it.
This blacksmith shop is not made of an Arab scimitar, but a Chinese-style long sword.
Chen Aiyang saw a long sword with a green sheath hanging on the wall at a glance, gently stretched out his hand and took it off, and pulled it out violently, as if it was lightning in the dark night, and a crystal sword with a vermilion ice crack texture on the sword body bounced out.
Chen Aiyang gently wiped his fingers on the blade of the sword, and the skin was immediately cut, and a bead of blood rolled down the sword body, like a lotus leaf, without a trace.
Blood beads dripped to the ground, and the long sword let out a long, deep sound, like a dragon's voice.
"I have only seen a good sword in my life, and even the turtle and snake sword built by Li Jinglin can't compare to it, it is simply the pinnacle of cold weapon art.
Boss, how much did I buy this sword.
After Chen Aiyang's finger was cut, the skin wound was immediately glued, and there was no opening, showing his strong control ability.
"This is not for sale, and no one in the world can afford this sword, so you probably haven't noticed the inscription under the sword."
The man striking the iron said quietly.
Chen Aiyang's eyes saw that there were four small characters under the sword jaw, which was the "Chapter of the Beginning".
"The real person is dismembered with a sword, and the cicada is also a top product."
As soon as Chen Aiyang looked at these four small characters, he knew that this was a sword forged according to the secret of ancient Taoist sword practice.
In ancient times, some people forged swords and dissected them, and the swords were called "magic swords", which were not used to kill people against the enemy, but to commit suicide after they felt that their essence was decaying and their blood qi was fading.
They believe that by using the sword to dissect the body, they can shed their bodies and become immortals.
This kind of magic sword is much more elaborate than famous swords such as "Fish Intestine", "Longquan", "Tai'a", "Ganjiang" and "Mo Evil".
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Some Taoist priests enter the mountain, spend their lives, and then cast a magic sword, and then commit suicide to liberate.
This kind of person is also called a cultivator of the Sword Immortal.
Chen Aiyang is also very clear about this.
He himself is a descendant of the Wudang Golden Toad faction.
Among them, there are various casting methods for the magic sword, but the most powerful of them is a magic sword called "Yuan Shi Zhi Zhang", according to legend, this kind of sword is cast by imitating the Yuan Shi Tianzun sword, after the autopsy, it can go straight to Yujing and participate in the Yuan Shi Festival.
Of course, this is a myth, but this magic sword is a first-class sword casting method, and the material and sharpness are extremely sharp.
It deserves to be the pinnacle of cold weapon art.
However, this kind of sword is generally not circulated.
Because the autopsy will choose to be in the inaccessible, hidden mountains, stone caves.
The meaning of this swordsmith saying that no one can afford this sword is also obvious, this is the sword of Yuan Shi Tianzun, not Yuan Shi Tianzun, who can afford it "In this world, there may not be no one who can afford it.
Wang Chao is going to have a big wedding, and I don't have any good gifts for him, and this sword is just right.
Unexpectedly, Master Lei Mingyuan, the once famous Lei Gong, actually lived in seclusion in a small blacksmith shop for so many years, doing small business. ” Chen Aiyang raised his head and looked at the sword-forging man.
The person who forged the sword was none other than the once famous Chinese martial artist in the Middle East designated by Wang Chao, Lei Mingyuan, nicknamed Lei Gong, which means that as soon as the fist is used, it seems that Lei Gong is angry.
"You are Chen Aiyang.
I've heard of your name, too. ” Lei Mingyuan stretched out his hand and took the magic sword of "Yuan Shi Zhang" in Chen Aiyang's hand: "You are here to invite me, there has been a lot of movement in the Tang Sect recently, I know it."
Since you have come to invite me, it seems that I cannot help but leave.
I'm just going with you, you say that someone can afford the beginning of the chapter, I want to see. ” Unexpectedly, Lei Mingyuan did not make a move with Chen Aiyang, but directly followed him to Nanyang.
Ten days later Yan Yuanyi, the demeanor also invited the person to be invited.
They all came to the Nanyang Guoshu Dojo.
Wang Chao sat and waited for these people.
He was still sitting on the chair in the middle, and the wall behind him was still a portrait of Yuan Shi Tianzun.
The world's masters, all together.
To be continued: