The strength shown by Wang Tao has completely exceeded human performance, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a god at this moment.
So scary!
Li Zhen was also inexplicably shocked. The silvery giant sword loomed down and his heart was full of warning signs. A heavy shadow of death shrouded his heart.
He wanted to avoid it, but he felt that it was inevitable. His mind was shaken, his face twitched and his facial features were distorted.
"You, the majestic god of martial arts, actually started a war with our Li family over a stinky woman who is about to die? We are all just ants when we are transformed from the mortal world. Is it worth it for you to fight me to the death for the ants?"
Li Zhen's voice was sharp, his face was twisted, and his expression was frightened and angry, but the sharp voice made him look very frightened.
"Others are ants in your eyes, so why are you, the Li family, not ants in my eyes?"
Wang Tao's expression remained unchanged, unmoved at all.
"Arrogant! Are the Li family ants? Hiccup! My grandfather is the God of War, and I am the God of War. The Li family has a deputy national commander, five marshals, two provincial governors, three group companies, and thousands of small companies. A family that controls tens of trillions of assets and supports tens of millions of people in China is an ant in your eyes?"
"Wow!"
After listening to Li Zhen's words, Wang Tao remained expressionless, but the onlookers around him were shocked.
It wasn't until today that they learned about the horror of the Li family from Li Zhen's mouth. Such a family might be able to influence the fate of a country and enjoy extra-legal power.
"Noisy!"
Wang Tao shouted coldly, injected real energy fiercely, and the giant sword shadow fell down at a faster speed.
"Phew! You can't do this to me! I admit my mistake to you, I apologize and compensate the head office! What else do you want?"
After Li Zhen finished speaking, he saw that Wang Tao still looked calm, and couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.
"Brother Wang, I was wrong. Please forgive me! When I return to Yanjing, I will give you ten? No! One hundred beauties? No! Three hundred and sixty-five. I won't bring any duplicates for a year. Let me go. Bar?"
"Three hundred and sixty-five? Not the same every year?"
Wang Tao murmured in his mouth, and suddenly felt a knife in his eyes, and his heart suddenly shivered.
"Tsk! What kind of beast do you think I, Wang Tao, am? You dare to harm your female compatriots. This is an unpardonable crime!"
As soon as Wang Tao finished speaking, he quickly smiled and looked at Shen Aobing, who was staring at him. Shen Aobing's eyes were clear and his nose was wrinkled slightly.
"You...don't go too far! We are all gods of war. I may not have beaten you, but you can't even think of killing me."
Li Zhen begged for mercy for a long time but Wang Tao didn't show any reaction. At this time, his temper also increased.
He practiced martial arts at the age of five, climbed to the top at the age of eighteen, practiced for nine years in ancient times, and even got a good jump. Now he has become a martial arts god at the age of twenty-seven. He is definitely a genius among geniuses.
Geniuses are all arrogant, and the begging for mercy just now was his limit. At this moment, he endured the fear of death in his heart, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and forced his fierceness.
"After today, the generals of the Li family and you, Wang Wushen, swear to be incompatible. Anyone who dares to protect you will be the enemy of the Li family."
People around him were surprised when they heard Li Zhen's words, and they all looked at Wang Tao with sympathy.
At this moment, no one is optimistic that Wang Tao can fight against the Li family, even though he is already very good.
Wang Tao remained unmoved, but took his time and slowly manipulated the silvery giant sword to fall down.
The sky and the sun were blocked, and the auditorium behind Li Zhen was covered under the sword, as if it was going to cut everything into pieces.
"Open the mountain!"
Li Zhen couldn't persuade Wang Tao, and he couldn't avoid it. At this moment, he simply brought up all the divine energy, poured it into his hands, and his whole aura increased to the extreme.
He shouted loudly, raised his fists violently, and struck hard at the phantom of the giant sword that fell in mid-air.
Dragon roars appeared again on his fists, and a dragon shadow that was more solid than before roared and crashed into the giant sword shadow.
The onlookers looked on in shock. Only after winning the battle did they place bets, and even bet all their fortunes.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the giant dragon shadow screamed, and was chopped into pieces by Wang Tao's unparalleled sword intent. The giant sword shadow paused slightly and continued to fall towards Li Zhen.
"Hiss! How is this possible?"
Li Zhen's domineering boxing technique with all his strength only caused the shadow of the giant sword to pause slightly.
"Our Li family's unique Longba Fist, which is a fusion of ancient martial arts, can't be broken?"
Li Zhen's face turned extremely ugly and he could no longer maintain his composure.
He knew that if the giant sword fell and he had not broken through, he would surely die.
"The third form of Longba Fist——Hai Duan."
"The fourth form of Longba Fist——Shu Xian."
"The fifth form of Longba Fist——Destroy the God."
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After punching Long Ba continuously, the shadow of the giant sword became fainter, but still fell down without any stagnation.
"Hiss! Impossible? This can't be done? Unless...you...are not a god of war?"
Li Zhen's face turned red due to excessive exertion, he was panting like an ox, and he yelled out of spirit.
Not a God of War? What do you mean?
Everyone around was stunned.
"You...beyond the God of War...hiss! Are you...in the realm of true immortals?"
When Li Zhen thought of this possibility, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and his intestines turned blue with regret.
What evil did I do by riding on the horse? How could I bring such a terrifying and powerful enemy to my family? He slapped himself hard, his eyes red with regret.
"maybe!"
Wang Tao's tone did not admit or deny, which made Li Zhen feel huge waves in his heart.
The nine realms of martial arts: penetration, preservation of greenness, sitting in the photo, climbing to the peak, refining the void, condensing qi, transforming from the ordinary, fake elixir, and true immortality.
Those who have transformed from the mortal world are called Martial Saints, those who have fake elixirs are called Martial Gods, and those who have become immortals are called true immortals.
In Chinese history, there are only a few legendary people who have reached the realm of true immortals.
However, that is just a legend, and no one knows the details.
Now that someone has surpassed the Martial God and become a true immortal, how can he not make Li Zhen feel despair and wish he could beat himself to death?
"Beyond the Martial God? How could he... be possible?"
Among the onlookers, Mr. Zhou had the highest level of martial arts. He muttered to himself, his eyes were glassy, and he couldn't believe it.
Is Wang Tao really in a fairyland? This is as incredible as someone telling him that half a year later, China won the Football World Cup.
Can an 800-pound pig climb a tree?
It is theoretically possible, but theoretically, humans can live up to 200 years old, but who has seen it in reality?
"Mr. Zhou? What do you mean?"
Bai Xiangwei was confused. She was not a martial artist, so she didn't know about it.
Ai Dianbo, An Xuezhong and Shen Yan also listened with their ears pricked up.
"I don't know if there are immortals in this world. If there are, they must be above the realm of true immortals."
"What...you mean Wang Tao is comparable to...a god?"
Bai Xiangwei screamed uncontrollably. This had never happened to her before, which showed how shocked she was.
"Even if they are not gods in the true sense, they are no different from gods to us. Gods have the ability to move mountains and seas, and true gods can do the same."