The mysterious old Taoist wearing a worn Taoist robe had a divine light in his eyes, and he stared at the short peak in the south without blinking.
With the thick darkness separating them, he naturally couldn't see the specific battle on the short peak in the south, which was far away. His unpredictable strength was revealed through the fluctuating holy-level pressure and the ever-changing fist intention.
Use palm gestures to determine the general process of this battle.
But when he sensed that fist-like intention that was as bright as the sun rising into the sky and causing the whole sky to change color, which resonated with the whole world, his old face couldn't help but be moved by it, and he muttered to himself
Voice: "Such a punch -"
"No wonder Old Man Wu's martial arts fell to a low level, and he could still sustain it for so long under the siege of the four holy masters. Of course, no one could break Old Man Wu's King Kong realm physique when he was at his peak strength. But after falling,
His Great Vajra-level physique is no longer the Ultimate-level physique. The most important thing is to rely on his unparalleled fist power to make up for the shortcomings of the martial arts realm."
The mysterious old Taoist muttered to himself again, his shining eyes filled with sincere admiration.
Although there was not much interaction between the mysterious old Taoist and Old Man Ye, it was impossible to say whether they were enemies or friends. However, seeing that Old Man Ye still had such grace even after his decline in martial arts, he felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.
He once said that in today's ancient martial arts world, there are only three and a half people worthy of his admiration, and among them, Ye Wusheng is the first.
"In the past hundred years of the ancient martial arts world, there has only been one Ye Wu Sheng! Unfortunately, if nothing happens, even if Old Man Wu is strong, he will not be able to escape his bad luck!"
The mysterious old man shook his head and sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious old man seemed to have sensed something. His face suddenly became solemn and he immediately raised his head to look at the sky.
At this time, the dark clouds rolled up in the sky, as if they were about to turn into a black dragon. Between the clouds, there were flashes of lightning from time to time, and there seemed to be a vague aura of chilling, creating a strange scene.
An unusual sky phenomenon.
"Everything is as expected. The Seven Killing Grounds have been opened! Next, we can expect to swallow the dragon! My great road is about to be completed!"
The mysterious old man's face was filled with excitement. His attention was drawn to the strange phenomenon in the sky. At the same time, he was also calculating something silently in his mind and was conducting some kind of deduction, so he no longer paid attention to the short peak in the south.
The shocking battle.
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East.
Qi Yang, who had white hair and beard and had an air of immortality, also withdrew his gaze from the battlefield to the south.
He raised his eyes to look at the sky and couldn't help but frown. He couldn't help but think of the divine fortune teller's assertion - the dragon and the snake rise up and swallow the green dragon!
Qi Yang lowered his head and looked at the chessboard drawn on the ground. On the chessboard, some chess pieces had been abandoned or were on the periphery; some chess pieces were advancing step by step.
"If the divine fortune teller's assertion really comes true, the pattern of this chessboard will probably change."
Qi Yang muttered to himself.
Then, he picked up a branch and placed a point on this chessboard. The move here was slightly moved up. This move belonged to Xuanyuan Yanhuang. Then he made a point and moved the move representing Qi Zigui to another place.
side.
What was shown on the original chessboard was the pattern of the emperor dominating the world and all the heroes bowing their heads.
With Qi Yang's change, a situation of tripartite confrontation was vaguely formed.
"The general trend follows the general trend. What the fortune teller wants is the way of one person. What I want is to have the general trend at hand. So what if there are three pillars? But it will not change the general trend."
Qi Yang looked at the chessboard and spoke to himself.
At this moment, Qi Yang's face suddenly froze. He sensed that from the south, an extremely magnificent and boundless fist shot straight into the sky. It was so powerful. The fist gave people a feeling that you could conquer all the heroes.
Surrounding me are the pride and confidence that make me proud.
Qi Yang couldn't help but look towards the short peak in the south, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "How could he comprehend and cultivate his fist to such a level! If the events of that year had not caused the decline of martial arts, I am afraid that in today's ancient martial arts world, it is most likely
The one who breaks through the shackles of the Great Saint Realm is none other than Saint Ye Wu! What a pity, what a pity!"
Rumble!
On the battlefield on the short peak in the south, more violent fluctuations broke out than before, causing a deafening sound.
However, he saw that an old figure was shaken and retreated rapidly like an arrow, and the four figures in front of him that exuded terrifying holy power were also retreating.
Among them, the old monster and the old holy master Wuya had blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths. The withered face of the ancestor Wu also turned pale for a while, and his breath was temporarily disordered.
The burly body of the old man in black scarf took a few steps back, then steadfastly stabilized his figure. Looking at the old figure in front of him who was injured by their combined efforts and was knocked back like flying, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Whoosh!
The old man in black scarf paused his feet, and the holy power in his body exploded, causing him to chase him forward at lightning speed.
He wanted to take advantage of Old Man Ye's retreat and before he could stabilize himself, and when his body was full of flaws, he would attack and kill him.
The old figure that was shaken back quickly was Old Man Ye. Finally, his body hit a big tree behind him, and the terrifying impact caused the big tree to shake violently.
When Old Man Ye fell to the ground, he saw a figure approaching quickly from the corner of his eye. He had no time to stand up and fight. At this critical moment, Old Man Ye punched the ground fiercely.
With a bang, the ground where the fist landed cracked open, and layers of soil including gravel on the ground immediately flew up, sweeping forward with an overwhelming force.
The old man in black scarf was chasing after him. His eyes suddenly went black. Endless flying sand and rocks rushed towards him, which slowed his momentum slightly. He sent out with his left hand, and the sweeping martial arts holy power swept away the flying sand and rocks.
Sweeping it all away, he then punched forward with his right hand like lightning, attacking in the direction where Old Man Ye fell to the ground just now.
boom!
There was an earth-shattering sound, but the punch missed and hit the big tree.
Click! Click!
Harsh sounds came one after another, and I was shocked to see the big tree. Under the bombardment of the power of the Great Sage contained in the punch of the old man in black scarf, the trunk of the tree kept breaking, and finally the big tree broke directly in the middle.
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It can be seen that the power of a punch from a strong man in the Great Sage Realm is so terrifying!
It is for this reason that saint-level experts are praised as extraordinary and saintly beings!
The old man in black scarf suddenly turned his head and saw Old Man Ye standing up a few meters away to his right.
"Ye Wu, you have run out of gas, let's see how long you can hold on!" The old man in black scarf said with murderous intent in his eyes.
"What's the joy of life and what's the fear of death?" Old Man Ye stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He laughed and said, "As long as I can express the fist in my heart freely and freely, I will have no regrets in this life!"
While he was talking, the other three saint-level powerhouses came closer and closer. If the battle reached this level, the next step would be a matter of life and death.