The person who took action was thin, with wrinkles on his hands and face, and a yellowish face with some swarthy face. He was already quite old. He was wearing a torn cotton jacket, a felt hat on his head, and a pair of cotton shoes on his feet, looking like a farmer from the Gansu and Shaanxi Mountains.

Although he is dressed up, his movements are not like those of a peasant at all. He can step into the air without any stagnation of energy. He is definitely a master in the virtual realm, a top master who can destroy mountains and shake mountains.

"The sacred bird has a spirit, don't blaspheme, stop now." Seeing the old farmer-like man flying across the sky, he reached the sycamore tree, a voice rang out, and a figure flew up from the southwest at an extremely fast speed, and the strong wind blew the Taoist robes off.

The sound was just in front of the tree crowns and the old farmers, and the whisks were swaying, creating a pure and holy light and shadow.

This is an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair, with a rosy complexion, holding a fly whisk in his hand, carrying a simple long sword on his back, and wearing mango shoes on his feet. He has an air of immortal Taoism.

If an ordinary person saw such a Taoist with an immortal spirit, even if he saluted disrespectfully, he would still have to speak some sense before taking action. Unfortunately, he met an old farmer who didn't seem to want to be reasonable. The old farmer punched him.

The pure light and shadow shattered like glass, and when he punched again, his fist was already in front of the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest could only retreat.

"If you work for the tiger, you will die." The old farmer spit out thunder, punching every word, every step, step by step. The old Taoist priest did not draw his sword. After five punches, the whisk was shattered, the Taoist robe was broken, and the bun was broken. He refused to accept the immortal wind.

The state of bones.

After retreating again and again, there was no way to retreat anymore, and the further retreat was towards the sycamore tree. The old Taoist priest finally drew his sword, and the cold sword light struck down. The old farmer refused to retreat or avoid, and punched out. The sword energy of the sword surged and impacted.

The two of them couldn't keep their bodies steady and fell from the air.

When he fell, the old farmer kicked in the air. The cotton shoes on his feet were smashed to pieces, and half of his trousers were completely destroyed. A shock wave erupted backwards, bursting the air and using the force to move forward. With a loud shout, the old farmer punched out, and the old Taoist priest's sword light swept across.

, the fist-gang sword burst with energy, and the old farmer stepped back three feet, but the old Taoist priest was blown away like a kite with its string cut off and fell into the forest.

He kicked into the void continuously, the air under his feet exploded, and the old farmer soared up. After five steps, he was ten feet away from the tree. He could not move up in one breath, and could no longer step up into the air. The old farmer gave a fierce shout, forcibly broke through the shackles of energy and blood, and punched out,

The fist was like a flood, the sycamore tree was like a tornado and the wind was blowing, all the leaves and ice on the tree flew off, all the dead branches and twigs were destroyed, leaving only one big bare tree.

Forcibly punching to destroy the big tree, the old farmer spurted blood and fell straight down. The phoenix bird on the crown of the tree was bathed in the fist, its feathers were flying, but it was not damaged at all. It screamed loudly, and a stream of flames suddenly shot out from the rafters.

, shot straight towards the fallen farmer.

Just when the flames were about to engulf the old farmer, a sharp arrow shot through the air, carrying the biting wind and destroying the flames. The force of the flames continued unabated, and the black light disappeared into the sky.

The divine bird's feathers exploded, obviously feeling the threat of the sharp arrow, and it screamed loudly and loudly, piercing the morning fog and shocking everyone. Even Chu Xiang felt some blood boiling, and quickly held Song Xiaoting's hand to prevent her from being affected by the sound waves.

impact.

An arrow that was as powerful as thunder. If Chu Xiang didn't know that Li Tianxing was in the west, Chu Xiang almost thought that this arrow was shot by Li Tianxing. Its power was so terrifying that even anti-equipment and heavy snipers would not have such power, let alone one.

Contains unknown power.

An arrow extinguished the flames, and a figure rose into the sky, caught the falling old farmer, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Unexpectedly, the first round of testing would be such a fierce battle. Two masters of the virtual realm who could fly through the air were injured and fell in a moment. They did not know whether they were alive or dead. Chu Xiang was very curious about the identities of the old farmer and the old Taoist priest, but unfortunately he had no way of knowing.

"Senior brother." Monk Dan Jin with a dark aura said softly.

"Don't worry, there are still masters from the fifth family." said the monk from Xujing.

When Chu Xiang heard what the two monks said, he was a little surprised. The old farmer turned out to be a member of the fifth clan. Chu Xiang vaguely remembered the origin of the surname Wu. The fifth clan was originally a large clan in Guandong. After the First Emperor unified the world, he

The family was demoted, and the surname was changed to Fifth. There were other surnames before it, such as First, Second, Third, and Fourth. I don’t know what role the Fifth family played in this matter.

"Master, isn't the Fifth Liang the strongest in the Fifth Family?" asked a monk who was refining marrow.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and it coincides with these troubled times. The fifth family has been dormant for more than two thousand years. It is not only as strong as it appears." Monk Xujing said, his voice slightly sad.

It turns out that the old farmer is called Fifth Liang, and he must be a descendant of the Qi Practitioner lineage. According to the monk, the Fifth clan has been dormant since the time of the First Emperor. The reason must be caused by the First Emperor. In this way, the Fifth Family

The Fifth Family must have been arranged by the First Emperor. What was the purpose of the First Emperor's arrangement? Was it just to kill the phoenix of Qishan? Why did he want to kill this phoenix? Was it just because of the phoenix's cry in Qishan? There must be a saint who came up with such a legend.

Where do these monks come from and what is their purpose? Judging from their tone, it seems that they want to fight against the fifth family. The purpose is to protect the phoenix on the sycamore tree. The purpose is the same as that of the old Taoist priest. They are both monks and Taoists, both of them are protecting.

The phoenix comes, and why.

Another person jumped up in the dense forest on the mountain top in the south, stepped into the air, and walked slowly and slowly towards the canopy of the sycamore trees. His posture was extremely calm, as if he was flying in the air, and the breath from his body did not leak at all.

It turns out that it is only at the marrow refining level.

This is a young man, who looks like he is only in his twenties. He is dressed in the attire of an urban youth. He is cleanly dressed and has a handsome face. He is walking in the air with his hands behind his back. He seems to be slow, but he is walking one step at a time, as fast as a galloping horse.

A master, a master who is higher than Chu Xiang and Sun Ying, can cross the void effortlessly. I don’t know if he is still in the virtual realm. The most terrifying thing is that this person is very young, so young that it is scary. A twenty-year-old virtual realm master, this

What it means is that the future is limitless, far beyond the existence of Sun Ying.

"This is the fifth one!" Monk Dan Jin said in disbelief.

"The dandy is not worthy of much use. Such comments should not be applied to the fifth family." Monk Xujing said, his voice even more miserable.

"This person actually lurked so deeply that he deceived all of us, even people from the fifth family." Monk Dan Jin sighed.

"It has been hidden for ten years and no one knows about it, but when it is revealed, it shocks the world." Monk Xujing said slowly.

While the two were talking, a majestic figure jumped up in the air to stop Wu Cong. The person who appeared had tiger eyes and a swallow-like jaw. He was not very tall, but he exuded a majestic and domineering look. He was about forty years old. Judging from his behavior, he was quite...

It's like the military style.

"It's not a pity to die if you help Zhou to do harm." Wu Cong said coldly, and pointed his palms, and with one stroke, the air burst, and the strong energy was like a flood.

The majestic middle-aged man raised his palms to form a wall, his aura surged, and the two of them took a step back.

A test move, no matter the outcome, Wu Cong stepped forward. It seemed light, but the air burst out from the soles of his feet. His shoes and pants were shattered. When he looked at his halberd claws, he was already in front of the majestic middle-aged man.

The two tried several moves and found that their strength was between equals. They no longer reserved their strength and attacked with all their strength. After a fierce battle, the fifth Cong and the majestic middle-aged man fought in the air. The air exploded continuously, all relying on the force of stepping on the air.

Fighting in the air, similar to the stunt of the Shichibukai in the anime One Piece, each move is silent, all the true energy in the body is collected in the body, and the inner energy explodes when touched. Every touch is earth-shattering, truly

It is as powerful as a swimming dragon and moves as fast as a flying lion.

These two people are so powerful. The fifth Liang can't change his breath even after taking five steps in a row. However, the fifth Cong and this majestic middle-aged man are understated. They fight in the air the whole time. After the shock, they retreat and immediately kill them again without any breath.

No hesitation.

Only then did Chu Xiang realize what it means to be a frog in the well. His vision was still too shallow. Compared with this, the top ten masters in Wucheng were just children who had just learned to walk. Although he had achieved great success in the virtual realm, except for the power of a sword, he had no other means.

I'm afraid I can't compete at all. The most terrifying thing is that this fifth intelligence is only in his twenties.

The two exchanged more than fifty moves, but Wu Cong was not experienced enough after all. He was slapped in the chest by the majestic middle-aged man, and it was like being struck by lightning. The majestic middle-aged man was unyielding and caught up with him and punched Wu Cong with all his strength.

He managed to resist, but was knocked down by a punch and penetrated into the hillside.

Just when the middle-aged man struck down Wu Cong with one blow, a black light came like lightning. It was too late for the middle-aged man to avoid it. He tried his best to avoid the vital point and punched out with all his strength. The black light penetrated the middle-aged man.

The arms show through the shoulder blades.

The whole arm was shattered. The majestic middle-aged man groaned and couldn't breathe. He was carried upward by Wu Guang and fell to the bottom of the sycamore tree.

Someone in the forest jumped up to catch the majestic middle-aged man who fell.
Chapter completed!