The mysterious old Taoist wearing a shabby Taoist robe burst into his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the short peaks on the south without blinking.
With the thick night color, he naturally could not see the specific battle of the short peaks on the south side far away. His unfathomable strength could be used to judge the general process of this battle through the fluctuating holy-level pressure and the constantly changing fist spirit and palm force.
But when he sensed the magnificent sun-like boxing intention that resonated with the world, soaring into the sky, the sky was about to change its color, his old face couldn't help but be moved and muttered to himself: "Such boxing intention--"
"No wonder Old Man Wu's martial arts realm has fallen, and he can still hold on for so long under the siege of the four great saint-level powerful men. Of course, Old Man Wu's Great Vajra Realm physical body is no longer an extreme physical body after the peak strength period. The main reason is to rely on his unparalleled boxing intention to make up for the shortcomings of the martial arts realm."
The mysterious old Taoist said to himself again, and his gaze flashing brightly was filled with a sense of sincere admiration.
Even though there is no intersection between the mysterious old Taoist and Old Man Ye, it is not a question of being an enemy or a friend. However, seeing that Old Man Ye still has such a charm after his martial arts decline, he sincerely admires him from the bottom of his heart.
He once said that in the ancient martial arts world, there are only three and a half people worthy of his admiration, among which Ye Wusheng took the lead.
"There is only one Ye Wusheng who has been around for a hundred years in the ancient martial arts world! Unfortunately, if there is no change, the old man Wu is strong and he will be unable to escape the bad luck!"
The mysterious old Taoist shook his head and sighed.
As soon as the words were finished, the mysterious old Taoist seemed to have sensed something. His face suddenly turned solemn and he immediately looked up at the sky.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky rolled around, as if they were about to turn into a miserable dragon. Between the clouds, lightning flashed, and a faint sound seemed to appear, creating an unusual sky vision.
"Everything is as expected by this Tao, the seven killing land has been opened! Next, swallowing the dragon is expected! My great way is about to be completed!"
The mysterious old Taoist's face became excited, and his attention was attracted by the strange phenomenon in the sky. At the same time, he was also calculating something in his heart, and was conducting some kind of deduction, so he no longer paid attention to the shocking battle on the side of the short peak in the south.
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East.
Qi Yang's gaze, whose hair and beard are all white, has a fairy-like charm, and his eyes are also taken back from the battlefield in the south.
He looked up at the sky and frowned. He couldn't help but think of the assertion of the God's Operation - the dragon and snake rise up and swallow the green dragon!
Qi Yang looked down at the chessboard drawn on the ground. In the chessboard, some chess pieces had been abandoned or as for the periphery; some chess pieces were progressing step by step.
"If the assertion of the God's Scriptor is really fulfilled, the pattern of this chessboard will probably change."
Qi Yang murmured to himself.
Then he picked up a branch and put a little on this chessboard. The move here was slightly moved up. This move belonged to Xuanyuan Yanhuang. Then he had a little, which also moved the move that represented Qi Zigui to one side.
On the original chessboard, what was presented was the pattern of emperor dominating the world and bowing down.
With this change in Qi Yang, a three-legged situation vaguely formed.
"The general trend follows the flow. What the God's Scripture seeks is a way for one person. What I want is the general trend. Even if it is a three-legged tripod, what if it is? But it will not change the general trend."
Qi Yang looked at the chessboard and started to talk to himself.
At this moment, Qi Yang's face suddenly became stunned. He sensed that the south side, an extremely magnificent and boundless fist intention rushed straight into the sky and clouds. It was too powerful. In that fist intention, it gave people the courage and confidence that you could keep your heroes around me and I had a punch that proudly prides the world.
Qi Yang couldn't help looking at the low peak in the south, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "You can actually understand your own boxing intentions and practice it to such a state! If it weren't for the incident that happened back then, I'm afraid that the most likely person to break through the shackles of the Great Saint Realm in the ancient martial arts world today would be the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is most likely to break through the shackles of the Great Saint Realm! What a pity!"
Rumble!
On the battlefield of the short peak on the south side, a more violent fluctuation broke out than before, causing deafening sounds.
But I saw an old figure that was shocked to retreat rapidly like an arrow from the string, and the four figures emitting terrifying holy power in front of me were also retreating.
Among them, blood was overflowing from the corners of the mouths of the old monster and the old Saint Lord Wuya. The withered face of the Wu Zu also had a white breeze, and his breath was briefly disordered.
After the burly body of the old man with black scarf took a few steps back, he stabbed his body and looked at the old figure ahead who was hurt by their joint efforts and was shocked to retreat like a flying cry. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Whoosh!
The old man with black scarf paused his feet and his holy power burst out, causing his speed to chase forward like lightning.
He wanted to attack and kill while Old Man Ye was still regressing and his body was full of flaws.
The old figure who was shocked and retreated quickly was Old Man Ye. In the end, his body hit a big tree behind him. The terrifying impact force made the big tree shake violently.
When Old Man Ye fell to the ground, he saw a figure coming from the corner of his eyes. He had no time to stand up to fight. In the midst of this crisis, Old Man Ye punched the ground with a sudden punch.
With a bang, the ground falling from the fist cracked directly, and layers of soil and gravel on the ground immediately flew up and swept forward with a overwhelming force.
The old man from the black scarf came after him, and his eyes suddenly turned black. The endless flying sand and stones rushed over, which slowed down slightly. He sent out his left hand and swept up the martial arts holy power swept away all the flying sand and stones that were purged. Then his right punch had already attacked forward like lightning. The direction he was attacking was the direction where Old Man Ye fell to the ground just now.
Bang!
With a shocking sound, the punch fell into nothing and hit the big tree.
Click! Click!
A series of harsh sounds came, and I suddenly saw the big tree. Under the bombardment of the great saint power contained in the old man's punch, the trunks continued to crack, and finally the big tree broke directly in the waist!
It can be seen how terrifying the power of a powerful man in the Great Saint Realm!
It is also true that the Saint-level powerhouse is known as an extraordinary existence!
The old man from black scarf suddenly turned his head and saw that Old Man Ye was several meters away from his right side, and was standing up.
"Ye Wu, you are exhausted, let's see when you can hold on!" The old man with black scarf rose up in his eyes and said word by word.
"Why are you happy and afraid of death?" Old Man Ye reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He laughed and said, "As long as I can express this heart's fist intention with great pleasure, there will be no regrets in this life!"
While speaking, the other three saint-level powerful men came step by step. When they fought to this level, they were probably the moment of life and death to know each other.