Nanquan's face was firm. A strong man who reached this level of martial arts would not give up because of Wu Liang's rejection, even if he was going to challenge Wu Liang.
Wu Liang raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Do you think I can't do anything to you?"
"Take a move!"
Nanquan is concise and full of fighting spirit. For him, the treasure is not as good as the strong, especially the strong ones who can arouse his fighting spirit.
Wu Liang's face gradually became colder. Sometimes he was fearless and sometimes stupid when he challenged a strong man stronger than him.
Nanquan is a half-step three-flower, equivalent to a half-step golden elixir. It is only in the late stage of foundation building, but he is the foundation building in the immortal realm, so it cannot be said to the same thing!
Challenging yourself as an immortal is seeking death!
"Are you sure?"
The bland tone was full of awe and murderous intent, and the warriors watching around felt cold all over.
Several masters and powerful men also subconsciously took a step back. They could not provoke the powerful men like Nanquan who had a half-step three-flower, and Wu Liang, who could repel Nanquan, could not provoke even more.
Feeling Wu Liang's power, Nan Quan's face gradually became solemn.
Looking at Wu Liang's face, he let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice: "Martial arts are difficult. I broke through the innate at the age of 30 and became a master at the age of 50. Now I am 85, and I have never lost a single master since I was a master!
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"Now I have gained a glimpse of the Three Flowers Realm, and the warriors in the world are even more invincible. You can only be the only one!"
The words of Nanquan slowly spread, not self-pride, but an invincible martial arts heart.
He is already at the peak of martial arts. The master is not enough to let him take action. He wants to challenge stronger people. He wants to hone his martial arts and advance to the supreme level!
Several masters' faces turned red when they heard this, but no one refuted that Nanquan was already at the top of the master and they were no match for them.
Wu Liang's mouth twitched for a moment. He was so invincible. He was just a half-step three flowers. This old ghost was too proud.
Self-confidence does not mean being arrogant. Since there are three flowers gathering above the master, it must mean that someone has reached this level. Nanquan, a master who has just peeked at the three flowers, dares to say that the world is invincible and is not afraid of laughing out loud.
A trace of praise disappeared as Nanquan said something, and a cold look appeared on Wu Liang's face.
"Since you are seeking death, I will help you!"
"Clam!"
The black long sword made a clanging sound, and the tip of the sword pointed directly to the fist. If you thought Wu Liang would fight hard with his fist, you would be wrong.
Entering the ruins cannot be changed, the spiritual energy is thin, and it is not worth Wu Liang's consumption of immortal power in Nanquan.
"Since you are named after the Southern Fist, let me see how hard your fist is!"
After Wu Liang finished speaking, the long sword suddenly slashed towards the southern fist. There were no fancy moves, only the momentum and murderous intent to move forward.
"good!"
Nanquan shouted violently and actually used his fist to face the sword.
Clam!
The fists and swords intersect, making a collision sound like steel.
Nanquan's feet were deeply trapped in the soil, his eyes were red, and blood was slowly dripping from his fists.
Even so, Nanquan did not avoid Wu Liang's murderous gaze and laughed wildly: "Come again, I will step into the Three Flowers with your hand and achieve supreme success!"
"Arrogant!"
Wu Liang shouted lightly, and without giving Nanquan a chance to breathe, he slashed down with another sword.
Nanquan roared and avoided Wu Liang's sword, soared into the air with force, and shot straight towards Wu Liang. Just now, Wu Liang got off with a sword and knew that he had no chance to win Wu Liang's sword.
After being the master of the grandmaster for decades, Nanquan has absolute confidence. As long as he is approached by himself, Wu Liang is definitely not his opponent!
Only by defeating such an opponent or even killing such an opponent can he go further and become a truly supreme powerhouse.
"Hmph! I really think you are invincible in melee!"
I thought I had accepted my current identity, but now Wu Liangcai discovered that Xianyouxian's pride was convinced by the defeat of Nanquan!
The long sword in his hand shot out and penetrated deep into the huge rock. Wu Liang did not dodge or avoid, and he punched the Southern Fist.
"Blow you up!"
Wu Liang roared violently, without using any fairy power, and used his physical strength to attack the southern fist.
Boom!
The two instantly fought dozens of punches, and the rocks splashed. Wu Liang did not dodge or avoid, and his steps were strong and powerful, pushing the southern fist into a dead corner step by step.
The Southern Fist was knocked back several steps in each punch, and retreated for dozens of meters before finally unable to withstand a mouthful of blood.
Everyone was shocked. It took only three or five minutes to fight between the two, and the situation was so clear.
Even if Wu Liang knocked back Nanquan with one punch when he appeared, they would not dare to imagine facing the attack head-on. With the punch to the punch, Nanquan was completely at a disadvantage and had no power to resist.
Terrible, terrible!
Nanquan is an extremely powerful man who is about to surpass the master to reach another great realm. Such a powerful man is beaten to no avail. Could it be that Wu Liang is already a truly supreme powerful man?
Everyone's horror could not stop Wu Liang's madness. He was angry. Once upon a time, a warrior who was not even a Jindan dared to challenge himself!
He plays in the world and his indifference does not mean that he can treat him as a stepping stone.
It is ridiculous that Nanquan wanted to use his hand to hone his martial arts and step into the Three Flowers in one fell swoop. No one can treat him as a stepping stone.
Regardless of whether martial arts is the darling of heaven or whether the immortals are really completely declining, he only cares about his own acre of three-point land. No matter how strong the martial arts of Southern Quan cannot move him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
He punched Nanquan several times, making him lose his skin and flesh, making him squirt blood, making everyone's faces clear.
No one can imagine that the most supreme Chinese strongest man who was just now would be so miserable and defeated.
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"It's a pity that Nanquan found the wrong opponent."
Liu Wuchen sighed quietly, and his eyes looked at Wu Liang with extremely complicated eyes. Then, did Wu Liang really use all his strength to defeat him with one punch?
Linhai Club, who had been silent since the beginning, took the helm, and an old man who seemed to be on the verge of death, slowly said: "Nanquan has been standing at the top for too long. After a long time, he has forgotten the majesty of the supreme power."
"The Supreme Powerful..."
Everyone had bitter faces. The old man was talking about Nanquan, but why didn't he meant them?
The seven great masters of China dominate one side, cede land as kings, and place land and bound for borders. Never thought they would be trampled under their feet one day.
Yes, step on your feet!
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Bang!
The Nanquan sandbag fell heavily like a heavy blow, and the blood stained the land red.
Unbelievable, I can't believe it. Nan Quan's eyes were extremely complicated, and he said with difficulty: "I lost?"
Wu Liang's face was cold and he said lightly: "If you don't accept it, then continue!"
"No! I am about to gather Sanhua, and I am the most powerful person in the world, and it is absolutely impossible!"
The Southern Fist suddenly rose, and the three flowers in half step were baptized by the power of heaven and earth. Wu Liang could severely damage him with the power of **, but he could not easily kill him.
"Hmph, the frog in the well! What can I do if the three flowers gather together!"
Wu Liang sneered and slashed at Nanquan with a palm. If Nanquan really condensed three flowers, he was still afraid of three points, but now Nanquan dared to provoke him before even the flower of the human being was condensed, which was simply seeking death.
No matter whether Nanquan was originally intended to challenge or he honed his martial arts, Wu Liang would never allow such a thing to happen. Ant-like figure also wanted to use him as a whetstone, which was delusional!
Click!
The sudden rise of Nanquan flew backwards, his bones broke inch by inch, and blood was thrown into the sky.
"Ahem...who are you!" Nan Quan struggled and looked up, his eyes turned to Wu Liang. This is not the Three Flowers Gathering, definitely not!
The Nanquan with a half-step three flowers has strong vitality, and even Wu Liang has to look at him sideways.
He just opened his immortal body without any hesitation. Even so, he could not kill this guy. He still had the strength to speak. Is the warrior's vitality so strong?
Wu Liang frowned slightly. Nanquan was so strong. What about the real Sanhua powerhouse?
Martial arts have become a system, is there no realm above the Three Flowers?
The underestimation that still existed in my heart disappeared in an instant, the rules of heaven and earth changed, the immortal path fell, and the martial arts had risen.
The warriors like ants really replaced the monks back then, and he might be the last monk in the world.
Wu Liang smiled with a self-deprecating smile. The immortal path was extinct and he was just a fake. If he had not been demoted to the mortal world, there would be no more monks on earth.
For a moment, Wu Liang was a little excited. What if he defeated Nanquan? He is an immortal, and his years of cultivation are far beyond Nanquan. He has an immortal body and a half-immortal soul. He can't kill Nanquan for a few moves.
, it's simply a shame.
Fortunately, he is still proud, what qualifications does he have to be proud?
Shaking his head, not caring about Nanquan anymore, and retracting the flying sword that had been sank into the huge rock, Wu Liang stepped up in the air and flew straight to the wasteland behind everyone, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
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"it's over?"
The warriors who were still shocked woke up and looked at Wu Liang's back in a daze.
"Is the Master of Nanquan defeated?"
"This...this is impossible!"
Everyone was shocked. The master of Nanquan who was the first in the earth list and was defeated, and Nanquan, who was about to break through the supreme realm, was defeated!
They don’t understand what the Three Flower Realm is, but above the Grandmaster is the realm of the Supreme Powerful. Such a strong man is a true legend. No supreme power has appeared in the past century. They dare not imagine that such a strong man is also
Will lose.
Even though Nanquan did not make any breakthroughs, even if Nanquan was not yet a three-flower, they still could not accept the miserable defeat of Nanquan.
Not to mention them, the masters also looked depressed, and Nanquan also suffered a crushing defeat. What about them?
Everyone was bitter, until Nanquan struggled to get up to meditate and heal his wounds, Hong Qingzhong shook his head and said, "The gap is too big. Even if Nanquan is seriously injured, it will be as powerful as Wu Liang."
"Oh, let's not talk about them anymore, that one left like that?"
As soon as Hu Jianyong finished speaking, Chen Jiyuan and others exclaimed: "No! Wu Liang has entered the ruins!"
Only then did everyone remember the purpose of their gathering here. If the good thing was really taken away by Wu Liang, it would be embarrassing to the house.
"Damn it, didn't you say that no one could enter if you didn't open the ruins?"
Both the grandmasters Hong Hu changed their faces. If they had known that the ruins would not be needed, they would have been able to open them. Who would have stood here like a fool for a long time?
Chen Jiyuan and Tan Yiming looked at each other. How could this be possible? Who knows better than them the difficulty of opening the ruins?
But the direction where Wu Liang just disappeared was clearly the entrance to the ruins. Is that person really so strong? (To be continued.)