"The warriors in the world are willing to leverage my Ye Wu!"

The grand sound spread throughout the sky, but it crossed the sky, spreading to all directions, and even around the world!

Just because it's more like a slogan!

Rumble!

When the magnificent voice spread throughout the world, the thunder tremble above the sky became even more terrifying. The power of the heavenly way was even more terrifying, as if carrying a power of destruction. Large areas of dark clouds gathered together and crushed the sky, forming a power of the heavenly way, as if they were about to surrender to the human world.

Old Man Ye was unmoved. His own aura became stronger and stronger, and his aura became stronger and stronger. In the end, his powerful aura rushed straight into the sky, and a fist shadow formed from the fist that reached the sky, and the imprint was in the sky and would not dissipate for a long time.

On the edge of that sky, there was the way of heaven. In that way, everyone seemed to see a portal, a simple, heavy portal intertwined with endless rules of the way of heaven.

One portal seems unreal, extremely illusory, but it appears suddenly.

At this moment, all the warriors on the field were shocked. The warriors below the Great Saint Realm did not know the meaning of this portal, but they also knew that it must be extraordinary.

All the warriors at the Great Saint Realm level changed their faces. They recognized that this portal was the one that suppressed the Great Saint Realm and suppressed the imprisonment of martial arts!

It is precisely the existence of this portal that the martial arts path upwards to the Great Saint Realm has been broken!

Isolated by this portal!

Now, this empty portal made up of the rules of the laws of heaven has appeared. What does this mean?

Could it be that Ye Wusheng wants to break through this portal and open up the way for martial arts for martial artists in the world?

...

Outside the ancient martial arts venue.

When Ye Wusheng's voice resounded across the sky, thousands of warriors gathered outside the ancient martial arts venue heard it.

Their faces were stunned at first, and then they heard that it was Ye Wusheng's voice, and they heard that Ye Wusheng seemed to be leveraging their strength.

They are willing, but how do they borrow?

The next moment, in the crowd, a middle-aged man took the lead in shouting loudly: "I do!"

This middle-aged man was Liu Zhi. When the holy land of the founder of the Martial Saint was opened, and when Old Man Ye took Ye Junlang and others all the way up the mountain, Liu Zhi walked with them all the way to chat. He was a talkative and straightforward warrior. The martial arts man he admired the most in his life was Ye Wusheng, who regarded Ye Wusheng as his spiritual mentor on his martial arts path.

"I do!"

"I do!"

"I do!"

Almost instantly, outside the ancient martial arts venue, warriors clenched their fists and shouted loudly. Thousands of warriors, one by one, the condensed sound roared into the sky and the earth, resounding throughout the world.

Just when the thousands of warriors outside the ancient martial arts venue shouted that I was willing, in the void they could not see or sense, there were strands of wish power, or the power of faith, rising from their bodies, and gathered towards the condensed fist phantom above the sky.

At this moment, the spirit of these warriors was already connected with the fist phantom condensed by Ye Wusheng above the sky!

And this is just a beginning, a beginning.

The land of China.

There is a small sect to the east.

The sect is not large in size. At this time, a middle-aged warrior was teaching martial arts to more than a dozen young warriors in a martial arts training ground in this sect.

Suddenly, the middle-aged warrior stopped, and the young warriors also stopped one after another.

It was because at this moment that they vaguely heard a sound, which did not come directly into their ears, but sounded from the origin of their martial arts.

"The warriors in the world are willing to leverage my Ye Wu!"

Middle-aged warriors and those young warriors heard it. This was a very strange thing. The sound was suddenly transmitted from their martial arts origin.

"Ye Wu? Master, is it Ye Wu Sheng?"

"Ye Wusheng? Isn't that the martial arts master you admire the most? Teach us that after practicing martial arts, we should take the chivalrous spirit of Ye Wusheng as the criterion, be chivalrous and righteous, promote good and eliminate evil, and apply martial arts to our advantage!"

Immediately, some young warriors asked questions.

The middle-aged warrior suddenly felt hot and was wet with tears.

He had never seen Ye Wusheng, but the martial arts predecessor he admired most in his life was Ye Wusheng.

Hearing that the Ye Wusheng Association of the Ancient Martial Arts Conference appeared at this time, he originally wanted to go, but the practice of these young warriors in the sect could not be delayed. He had no choice but to stay and teach these young warriors.

Just now, his voice of Ye Wusheng sounded on the origin of martial arts. He heard it and suddenly felt that the distance between him and the Ye Wusheng he respected was so close and so friendly.

He heard the words, Ye Wusheng was leveraging his power.

He smiled, his face flashed with extraordinary brilliance, his eyes were bright, and his tone was solemn: "Yes, it's Ye Wusheng. Everyone tells me, I'm willing!"

"I do!"

A series of voices of unanimous voices rang out in this small sect.

...

To the northwest, Huashan.

The top of Mount Hua is a place where leisurely Chinese warriors gather.

Every once in a while, there are idle warriors coming from all over the place on the top of Mount Hua. They gather here to discuss the Tao, discuss the Tao together, and discuss the martial arts together.

These idle warriors have no sects or sects. They are alone. Since there is no sect inheritance, the martial arts they practice are also very superficial and have different strengths.

But with their love and obsession with martial arts, they continue to walk on the road of martial arts. They will gather on the top of Mount Hua, communicate with each other and make progress together.

On this day, there were about twenty idle warriors from all over the country on the top of Mount Hua. They gathered together, were communicating with each other, exploring martial arts, and finding their own shortcomings through competition.

At this moment, an idle warrior suddenly stopped, his face showed surprise, and then he looked at the others in confusion, unable to help but ask, "You, did you hear it? I seemed to hear a sound."

"I heard it, it seemed to be Ye Wusheng's voice..."

"Ye Wusheng, it is Ye Wusheng. He is borrowing power from the martial artists in the world!"

"What I respect most in my life is Ye Wusheng. If he wants to borrow power, how can he not borrow it!"

"I do!"

Immediately, the idle warriors on the top of Mount Hua all shouted in unison.

On this day, at this moment, all the sects in China, warriors from all over the country, and idle warriors from all over the country, heard a sound from the origin of martial arts.

Basically, more than 90% of the warriors shouted that sentence - I do!

Ye Wusheng's Taoist sound influenced not only limited to the land of China, but also responded to it in all parts of the world at this moment!

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Chapter completed!