The breeze blew, Wang Xianzhi retreated thousands of feet in a straight line, the dust drifted, and some slightly higher mounds were directly broken by the old man's back.
Wang Xianzhi shook his ankles, and simply kicked off the pair of tattered hemp shoes, his sleeves were torn apart, and he also tore them off, revealing his bronzed thick arms, whose muscles were as solid as rocks, and contained the power to open mountains and crack cities.
Emperor Wu City is built near the water, to view the sea, every summer and autumn meet, there will be white waves, the tide drags thousands of miles, lapping the head of the east city wall.
Thirty years ago, Wang Xianzhi every time there was a tornado on the sea, he would stand proudly at the head of the east city wall, and beat the waves with his arms to make the tide.
It is Wang Xianzhi who single-handedly turned the tide and reversed the views of the world, especially Tuoba Bodhisattva and Xuanyuan Dapan, who have become famous one after another, and let Wang Xianzhi, the forerunner of this martial art, be like the sun and never fall into the West Mountain.
Wang Xianzhi's expression was calm, looking at the distance under his feet, the qi was circulating and bulging, and his body was like an ocean of wantonness.
In terms of internal strength alone, the top ten people in the martial arts evaluation, Cao Changqing is even more outstanding than Deng Tai'a, who is the third in the world, and he is chasing Tuoba Bodhisattva, but he can claim to be against Wang Xianzhi, but it is still difficult to match.
In terms of combat power alone, the green-shirted sword god before Jiazi and the sheepskin Qiu old man who did not retreat from Guanglingjiang are roughly equal, but Wang Xianzhi is a lot higher than Jiazi's previous self, which is why in the battle of the East China Sea, even in the face of Li Chungang, who returned to the peak of swordsmanship, Wang Laowei only used nine points of strength.
In the past five hundred years, the rivers and lakes have recognized that there are six or seven people who are the first in the world, and in the last hundred years, it was finally decided that Wang Xianzhi would carry the crown, and this old man who claimed to be the second in the world was undoubtedly more fierce and invincible than Liu Songtao, the demon of Zhulu Mountain a hundred years ago.
At that time, Qi Xuanjiao, who was old but had a face as clear as a young man, stood on the demon slaying platform and watched the world, guarding the door for the Heavenly Dao, and there was no charm in the world to do it.
There is an old and strong Wang Xianzhi to make the rivers and lakes of the sea god needle, and there is no martial artist to come out, so how can a new tree show in the martial arts Eighty years of tide have come and gone, and the original four great masters have become ten martial arts judges every ten years, and the masters have changed one after another, and no one knows what this old monster is thinking.
The corners of Wang Xianzhi's mouth hooked up a hearty smile, and finally came.
The 100-year-old man bent his knees slightly, stretched out his left hand and slowly stretched out, his right shoulder was tilted low, and his right hand was clenched into a fist.
The uninvited guest gave him a gift with two punches, and gave him Wang Xianzhi a thousand zhang, and Wang Xianzhi had no reason not to return the gift.
The prosaic starting style of the old man in coarse linen clothes, there is no artistic conception between heaven and earth that echoes the wind and clouds, and there is no majestic atmosphere of flying sand and rolling stones around.
Wang Xianzhi retracted his gaze and exhaled softly, and his eardrum vibrated violently.
After two punches, the man who passed through Tianmen did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but only paused slightly seven hundred zhang away, and waited until Wang Xianzhi stood firm, and then began to impact for the third time, step by step, but not on the ground, but in the air, like a stone hitting a string of water drifts, several feet above the ground, forming a circle of air ripples, every time he stepped on the ground, it was like Hong Zhong Dalu knocking on Wang Xianzhi's heart, making Wang Xianzhi not only the eardrum vibrate more and more, but even the temples on both sides began to sink and protrude.
Wang Xianzhi still didn't show signs of punching, and when the person made the last leap, stepped over a hundred zhang in one step, and stepped heavily on the ground, he gathered momentum to the extreme, and smashed it with a punch, Wang Xianzhi's eardrums and temples suddenly stood still at the same time, and then a punch came out Two fists collided.
There was a loud bang.
Between the two of their fists, a "lake" spread out by the majestic qi machine was born on the side, this thin lake surface was hideously twisted, and the earth-shattering sound spread throughout the wilderness, and several winter sparrows hovered at low altitude, inadvertently hitting this qi wall, and were immediately torn apart and shattered beyond recognition.
The skin of Wang Xianzhi's face, which is not old, is like a lake wrinkled, with layers of subtle ups and downs, and then slowly calms down.
Both of them threw their fists and arms backwards in unison, and then exchanged hands at the same time, almost another winter thunder that resounded across the plains.
Wang Xianzhi smiled slightly and withdrew his hand slightly.
The man shook his arm, and didn't mess around much.
Neither of them moved, but the distance between them grew farther and farther apart.
The earth tore through a ravine, both in width and length.
Wang Xianzhi asked slowly: "Should I call you the prince of Beiliang or the Emperor of Zhenwu?"
A young man with a pair of shining golden eyes smiled: "Xu Fengnian is fine." ” Wang Xianzhi looked at the strange eyes of the young man who were gradually fading, and the qi of his whole body was like a long rainbow floating out behind him, and the old man said with some regret: "It turned out to be only a stick of incense.
I don't know who sets the rules, it's boring. ” Xu Fengnian sneered: "If you want to be interesting, why don't you go to the sky to fight with the gods." ” Wang Xianzhi said with a smile: "Rotten grass is a firefly, even if there is really a heavenly immortal who has ascended to the Tao, it may not be a good thing. ” Xu Fengnian asked: "Do you want to lose a fight in the world so that you can willingly cross the gate of heaven?"
Wang Xianzhi shook his head and said loudly: "Being born as a human and dying as a ghost is the most real truth.
As for whether the gods are immortals or not, in the old man's opinion, they are nothing more than thieves who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
Those who steal the hook are punished, those who steal the country are marquis, and those who steal lives are immortals, 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 smiled and asked, "Do you still have a chance to recover the realm of Fang Cai?"
Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "It's difficult." ” Wang Xianzhi nodded and said, "As long as you have it, the old man will wait for you in the East China Sea next time." ” Xu Fengnian was about to turn around when he saw the old man, and asked, "You didn't fight with Sui Xiegu?"
Wang Xianzhi still turned around and left directly.
Xu Fengnian swallowed a mouthful of blood and staggered back.
When the sword opened the gate of heaven, Jiang Ni pulled out the big cool dragon sparrow, and his expression was hesitant.
Not far from her, Luoyang, who was dressed in white, squatted on the ground, grabbed a handful of dirt, and looked into the distance.
As soon as Jiang Ni raised his hand, he brought the red sandalwood sword box, put the big cool dragon sparrow, and carried it on his back.
Luoyang stood up and clapped his hands, turned to look at the woman who really fell in love with the country eight hundred years ago, and sneered: "It's still this skin that I was born to pity men."
But now than before, there are more hearts and lungs. ” Jiang Ni was confused by her statement, but she was naturally disgusted by the woman in white, and immediately glared and said, "I want you to care" Luoyang raised his hand inexplicably, made a gesture to her to raise a glass and drink it all, laughed, and then asked, "Are you thirsty?"
Jiang Ni didn't want to be like this crazy woman, so out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the approaching figure, bit his lip, and resolutely turned around.
Xu Fengnian stopped and closed his eyes.
That year, the endless golden ears of wheat were selected as tribute to the woman named fox in the palace, and timidly walked on the path behind him and Empress Daqin, and she had not yet drunk that cup of wine.
Xu Fengnian opened his eyes, rubbed his cheeks, and continued to walk towards Luoyang.
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And Liu Haoshi, who Xu Fengnian mistakenly thought would flee all the way back to Tai'an City, his head had been cut off with a hand knife, and he was kicked and rolled forward by the little girl
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