Heavy water shield, heavy stone wall...
Chongxuan Sheng's fat hand shot continuously, and a series of defensive techniques stacked with heavy techniques blocked his way.
"Am I qualified? Chong Xuanzun is not the head of the family yet. What he said doesn't count. What you said doesn't count!"
At the critical moment of life and death, he had no reservations.
His Taoist techniques are complex, but laid out ingeniously.
"Someone is competing with him for the position of head of the family. He himself is not as excited as you. Brother Yiwu, what is going on with you? Could it be that you..."
Chong Xuan Sheng's mouth kept moving, and his hands were flying.
"Yo! Are you angry? Are you being talked about?"
"Why are you afraid that others will know?"
Chong Xuan Sheng was extremely flexible and said while retreating: "Anyway, no one will remember what happened here after walking out of here."
The punch comes, and the heavy water shield is broken.
The punch fell, and the heavy stone wall was broken.
All defensive techniques could not stop Wang Yiwu from moving forward.
"You can't get out!"
He was beyond angry.
Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die.
He clearly knew that this was Chong Xuan Sheng's way of deliberately irritating him.
But he didn't want to endure it anymore.
In the outside world, in the army, on the battlefield, and in the capital, it is not that he has never seen such methods before.
With his strength, there was no need to hold back, but he still endured it.
Because sometimes the power of the world cannot even be stopped by fists.
He endured it every time.
But now he doesn't want to endure it anymore.
In this secret realm of Tianfu, where secular rules cannot restrain him, Wang Yiwu doesn't want to endure it anymore!
He is so powerful, why should he endure it anymore?
"Aren't you trying to make me angry?"
"I do as you wish!"
The fist moves and the wind rises.
Wang Yiwu is like a mountain falling, nothing can stop it.
This punch instantly shattered all defensive techniques and hit Chongxuan Sheng in the face.
The clear sound of bone cracking seemed so violent.
His huge body was completely blown away, and he was almost thrown out of the stone platform, but Jiang Wang pulled him back.
"You pissed me off!" Wang Yiwu could have punched Zhongxuan Sheng, but he didn't do that.
Instead, he first blasted the fat man away, and then strode after him again: "But can you handle my anger?!"
Jiang Wang put down Zhong Xuan Sheng and turned around to face Wang Yiwu.
This is Wang Yiwu who fought one against five, almost blasting his opponents one by one.
This is Wang Yiwu, who is praised by Jiang Mengxiong as the strongest Heaven-reaching Realm in the world.
And Jiang Wang stood in front of Chong Xuan Sheng, facing this man directly.
Just because he said, "Don't worry."
From Yun State to Qi State, the mountains and rivers are far away.
Along the way, I ate and slept in the open air and chased the stars and the moon.
He never slacked off for a moment.
Because as long as he stopped, the tragic scene of Maplewood City would replay in his mind over and over again.
It was the place where he was born and raised, where he cried and laughed.
Everyone is dead, and those who are alive must bear something.
He cannot leave this responsibility to Jiang Anan. As an elder brother, he can only bear it himself.
Along the way, his Taoism became more and more refined, but he never really drew his sword.
Even he himself didn't know how powerful this sword would be when it was unsheathed.
I have a sword that can travel thousands of miles.
Coming from the distant Fenglin City of Zhuang State, we trekked all the way to the Qi Kingdom.
The wind, frost, rain and dew along the way are all included in it.
Are you ready...to see the sword?
Before the sword was released, Wang Yiwu's eyes had already become solemn.
He was not originally prepared to beat Zhongxuan Sheng to death in one fell swoop, but now he had to use all his strength.
The wind howled.
Wang Yiwu's feet were still moving forward, while Jiang Wang still stood still and pressed his sword.
The white-haired boy and the eagle-eyed soldier.
The sword has not been drawn, and the punch has been sent.
At this time, there are five against one.
Those who still have fighting strength will certainly not sit back and let them decide the winner first.
Li Longchuan's two arrows had no effect and he vomited blood and retreated, but his feet were still steady and his hands were still steady.
He pulled the bandage down to cover his eyes.
Before the eyes arrive, the heart arrives first.
The arrow has not yet arrived, but the intention has arrived.
The heart is in the present and the intention is in advance.
This is the arrow of intention.
As soon as I thought, the arrow was already in front of Wang Yiwu.
The arrow roared and whirled like a storm with a dark core.
It didn't feel sharp when it was launched, but when it landed, the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed!
Dang~!!!
Wang Yiwu punched the tip of the arrow, letting out an excited cry.
And at this moment, Jiang Wang drew his sword.
The brilliance of this sword that has traveled thousands of miles is indescribable.
He combined all of Jiang Wang's insights and devotion to the sword so far, and this sword was truly nurtured from the depths of his soul.
Words cannot describe it fully, and pictures cannot describe it.
If you have seen the sun and the moon across the sky,
If you have seen the sky full of stars.
Then you have seen this sword.
This is a sword that cuts through the sun, moon and stars!
It met Wang Yiwu's selfless killing fist.
Sound, as if there was no sound.
The light and shadow seemed to be all still.
The tip of Jiang Wang's sword solidified on Wang Yiwu's fist.
suddenly.
A drop of blood dripped from Wang Yiwu's seemingly indestructible fist.
This drop of blood seemed to break the coagulation.
Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and the sea of clouds billowed outside the stone platform!
Wang Yiwu took two steps back and his right arm dropped.
This was the first time he was truly injured since the war began.
It was also the first time I was truly defeated.
In Jiang Wang's hand, the entire sword shattered into pieces.
Not even fragments existed, it was broken into metal powder and scattered like dust.
What a pity. Jiang Wang thought to himself.
If there is a good sword, this sword may be able to truly destroy Wang Yiwu's hand.
He fell backward suddenly, hitting Chong Xuan Sheng who was barely able to get up.
"It's not over yet!"
Xu Xiangqian, who had been brewing for a long time, waited for the opportunity to act, bit the tip of his left finger and shouted: "Death!"
After being blocked one after another, even Wang Yiwu had to stop being underestimated at this time.
Turning his head suddenly, he raised his left arm high and raised his fist like a hammer, preparing to attack with attack.
At this moment, a line of blood appeared and quickly swam around his feet.
Immediately there was a brilliant light, and Wang Yiwu felt that his anger, fighting spirit, and killing intent were all aroused, and were drawn out in essence, entangled with Xu Xiangqian's blood.
A cocoon of blood-colored light flashed away, with hidden words floating on it, covering Wang Yiwu.
Use blood as silk to bind yourself in a cocoon!
"Let's go!" Xu Xiangqian shouted and took the lead in rushing towards the Babel Tower.
He made all these gestures just to lure Wang Yiwu into being fooled.
What he seeks is not to kill the enemy, but to trap him.
As long as they escape from the secret realm of Tianfu, they will win.
At this moment, Zhang Yong, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, turned over and jumped up!
It turned out that he had not lost the power to move, and was most likely waiting for a sneak attack. At this time, his eyes were still closed, but it did not affect him in finding the route. He followed Xu Xiangqian and fled to the Tower of Babel.
Chong Xuansheng even picked up Jiang Wang, ran faster than Zhang Yong, and slipped into the Babel Tower in a flash.
Li Longchuan was defeated by the arrow of intention, but he was stunned for a moment. In this moment, the others had already escaped. He did not show any courage, followed the others, and got into the Tower of Babel.
In that bloody cocoon of light.
Wang Yiwu punched in anger, but his condition was no longer at its peak. Although the looming light shield could not hurt anyone, it was surprisingly strong.
Because this is a cocoon formed by his own anger, fighting spirit, and murderous intent, which is equivalent to restraining himself.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After four consecutive punches, the temporary cage was broken.
But at this time, Wang Yiwu was the only one left outside the Tongtian Tower.
In particular, Zhong Xuan Sheng's escape undoubtedly declared the failure of his trip.
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ps: There will be an update at midnight tonight. For the leader [Ashi’s Little Cotton Jacket].
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This chapter has been completed!