The holy power permeates the air, and the supreme trend is sweeping across. The wind and clouds in the sky and earth change color, the sky is shrouded in dark clouds, and there are bursts of thunder, but the violent storm has not yet fallen.
The holy realm that spread out from a saint-level powerhouse enveloped the short peak terrain, making it a restricted area. However, this holy power did not sweep across the entire Duanfeng Mountain, only covering the south.
This is a low-peaked mountain.
Otherwise, among these great saint-level powerhouses, there are even those in the great saint realm. The saint-level pressure swept through the entire Duanfeng Mountain without control. Among the ancient martial arts warriors gathered on Duanfeng Mountain, except for those
Except for family heads, holy masters and other important figures whose own strength has reached the holy realm, no one can resist him.
Even so, the ordinary ancient martial artists on Duanfeng Mountain were all silent and did not dare to move. Even though the holy power did not suppress them, they also sensed it and knew that something must have happened over there in the south.
Big scary thing.
Among them, no one dared to go and check. They just felt that the low peak terrain was like a scourge. Once they got close to it, they would be seeking their own death.
Xuanyuan Wulie looked southward, with a complicated look in his eyes. As the head of the Xuanyuan family, he certainly knew that there was an ambush.
But why is this battle not over yet?
The existence of four great saint-level experts and two great saints can't do anything to a bad old man whose martial arts has declined?
Gradually, Xuanyuan Wulie's face became a little solemn.
Bai Xiannian's face was originally a little worried, but as the battle on the short peak in the south began, and after he felt the supreme fist intention that penetrated the world, the worry on his face gradually disappeared, and he couldn't help but silently said in his heart, the old man is old and the fist is not old.
, Ye Wusheng is still the same Ye Wusheng who could make all the heroes bow their heads!
The expressions of Gu Xiangtian, Tantai Qingfeng and others were also the same. There was even a look of amazement on their faces. They never thought that Ye Wusheng, who had been rumored to have fallen into a decline in martial arts, would still be a teenager when he returned!
Who dares to despise Ye Wusheng like this?
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Low peak in the south.
Old Man Ye stood up unsteadily. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and he was injured.
But he didn't care at all. He took out the small wine bottle and drank a sip of wine with the blood in his mouth. This move seemed not to take the four saint-level powerhouses in front of him seriously.
Such soaring heroic spirit, such ease and ease, and extremely romantic and freehand, we can see from this how wanton and arrogant old man Ye was when he was young and dominated the ancient martial arts world.
Wu Zu's skinny face couldn't help but twitch slightly. He, who was taciturn, couldn't help but admired and said: "The strength of Ye Wusheng lies in the Vajra body, but also in the unparalleled fist power! It was unparalleled decades ago.
Witnessing Ye Wusheng’s elegant demeanor, tonight, he really lives up to his reputation.”
Wu Zu said this from the bottom of his heart. Although he was currently surrounding Ye Wusheng, it did not affect his respect for Ye Wusheng.
Such an opponent, such Ye Wusheng, deserved his respect.
Wu Ancestor's words actually told the truth. Although Old Man Ye's martial arts realm has fallen, he can still make up for it with his fists that are unparalleled in the ancient martial arts world, and he also has the body protection of the Great Vajra Realm.
Therefore, anyone who thinks that Old Man Ye can be humiliated and killed at will just because his martial arts is at a low level would be totally wrong!
The eyes of the old man in black scarf rose gloomily. He was hit by Old Man Ye's punch that suppressed all heroes. Even though he had the holy power to protect his body in the Great Saint Realm, Old Man Ye's unparalleled fist in the world was not good.
If you attack and kill someone intentionally, you will inevitably be injured.
"Old man Xuanyuan, you are already an old man, do you want to sit down and rest for a while?" Old Man Ye narrowed his eyes and continued, "It is true that good people do not live long, and bad people live for thousands of years! This God is so unfair, you are like this
The old man who made the bad ball didn’t even take it away early. So it’s okay, I’ll just use my fist to take away your life.”
The face of the old man in black scarf was unmoved, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more fierce. He said coldly: "What are you waiting for? Ye Wu has been injured and is at the end of his crossbow. He is not far from death.
Come on! Let’s all work together to send him to hell!”
"Hahaha -" Old Man Ye burst into laughter, then his laughter suddenly stopped, and he said with a strong momentum, "My life is here. Whoever has the ability can come and take it."
!”
As he spoke, the dim golden light on Old Man Ye's old body rose up again, dazzling like a Buddha with a six-foot-long golden body.
In the turbulent night, this old man stood up with his sword drawn and faced the Four Saints alone, but his expression remained unchanged and he was furious!
"How dare you ask Da Da to kill a dying person!"
The old man in black scarf spoke coldly, and the coercive aura of his own Great Saint Realm swept out suddenly, which could be said to be like covering the sky and the sun. It was vast and boundless, like the bottomless abyss, and was accompanied by a strong aura that reached several o'clock.
murderous intent.
The old man in black scarf evolved into an unparalleled fist, bringing the Xuanyuan family's ultimate boxing to its fullest.
In an instant, one after another fist shadows appeared in the sky, and the power of the Great Sage contained within was surging like an underground river. The fists spurred out were suppressed towards Old Man Ye with an extremely powerful momentum.
Wu Zu's figure moved. His right hand turned into a fist, and his left hand turned into a palm. The movements of the fists and palms reflected each other. The killing intent and power displayed in an instant rose to a higher level. Coupled with the supreme fist power of the old man in black scarf,
So he attacked and killed Old Man Ye.
The old monster and the old holy master Wuya also moved one after another. With the two great saintly masters, the old man in black scarf and the witch ancestor, restraining Old Man Ye head-on, they also used their full strength to flash over and launch a sneak attack.
"I have nothing but a pair of fists that never grow old! Let's fight!"
Old Man Ye shouted loudly, he evolved his boxing skills, and punched out with both fists, turning into two bright streams of fists that cut through the sky.
When the magnificent and majestic fist intention contained in his fist movements was revealed, it actually caused a resonance between heaven and earth, making a loud vibrating sound, and there was an indescribable force in the air.
The general trend of heaven and earth blessed him, making his fists faster, more powerful, and more powerful!
Old Man Ye basically ignored the offensive from the old monster and the old Holy Lord Wuya. The punches he fired were more aimed at repelling or neutralizing their attack and killing momentum as much as possible, and then the punch that resonated with the world
The force of his intention was to attack the witch ancestor's fist, but the punch with a stronger charge was mainly aimed at the old man in black scarf.
After this punch, Old Man Ye still refused to retreat and continued to exchange injuries with the old man in black scarf.
This time, the old man in black scarf was wiser and had already prepared for it. Therefore, the punch he developed was able to resist the punch to Old Man Ye, and he had enough energy to punch again, hitting Old Man Ye's punch horizontally.
Attack and kill.
Rumble!
The impact of the terrifying holy power made a roaring sound, like rolling thunder, descending on the low peak.
Whoosh!
With the joint efforts of the four saints, Old Man Ye was forced to retreat again and was injured again.
But this stubborn old man stood up again and again, but rushed forward again and again. His lonely figure was so heroic, his fist light illuminated the sky, his fist intention enveloped the world, he
The will to fight is like a pillar in the sky, it will always stand firm.
With blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he never groaned, nor did he take a step back. The golden glow of the Vajra-level body dimmed time and time again but rose again and again. He vowed to let his fists and his fist intention rise again and again.
Branded in this void!
I have become old, but my fist - no! I am old! I am old!
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I don’t know why, when I wrote the next few paragraphs, perhaps because I could feel the lonely situation and unyielding fighting spirit of this stubborn old man, my eye circles became a little moist.
Maybe one day, the ancient martial arts world will forget this old man, but no one will forget his boxing skills and his world-shaking punching intention.