Shenwu Holy Land, like the Dongwu Immortal Sect, is an ancient force that has been inherited for endless years on the Shenwu Continent. However, the influence of the Shenwu Holy Land is not as good as the Dongwu Immortal Sect.
The Dongwu Immortal Sect is the best martial arts sect in the world. There is no dispute about this. Six hundred years ago, the peerless mad god could suppress all the sects and families in the world with just one person.
At that time, the Dongwu Immortal Sect was extremely powerful.
Even the Taixu Immortal Sect, which has a transcendent status in the Shenwu Continent, is half as low as the Dongwu Immortal Sect.
Now, the descendant of the mad god who came out of the Shenwu Holy Land actually issued a declaration of war to an outer disciple of the Dongwu Immortal Sect. When the news spread, the world was shocked.
Countless disciples of the Dongwu Immortal Sect also came down the mountain and rushed to Xuanshuang City.
And behind this, there is a big storm brewing.
On the surface, it is a duel between two junior disciples, but behind the scenes, it is the trigger for the two superpowers to start an open confrontation.
The descendants of the Shenwu Holy Land are all women, but Nie Kuanglong and the others are exceptions. Although they claim to be descendants of the peerless mad god, everyone knows it.
This is just something caused by Shenwu Holy Land's desire to monopolize the Mad God's inheritance.
The inheritance of the Mad God, the secret of becoming a god, is something that is enough to make the saints all over the world go crazy. Over the past six hundred years, I don’t know how many people have been thinking about the inheritance of the Mad God.
However, the Holy Land of Divine Martial Arts is not an ordinary place after all. Lin Qingyao hid the Mad God inheritance in the Holy Land, and not even a saint can take it away.
Once upon a time, a great sage suddenly came to the Holy Land of Divine Martial Arts to seize the peerless sword, but in the end he died.
The holy blood dyed the holy mountain, and the bloody light shot up to the sky, reflecting the universe. It could be seen even tens of thousands of miles away, and the world was shocked. From then on, no saint-level strongman dared to break into the Holy Land of Divine Martial Arts.
The Holy Land of Divine Martial Arts has a trump card, which can kill the powerful saints. Even the great saint cannot hold it back and will fall directly.
That time also made people realize again that these ancient sects have extremely profound foundations and extraordinary methods. The ancestral land of such ancient sects is even more terrifying.
This time, Shenwu Holy Land and Dongwu Immortal Sect came into conflict. Although it was just a duel between two young disciples, it still attracted the attention of countless big shots.
At this time, I didn’t know how many strong men came secretly, or how many people were hiding from the sidelines watching the battle.
In the duel between the young disciples of the two ancient sects, the real big shots would naturally not show up to watch the battle in person. Just like Wang Zhongtian, if he appeared, the world would be shaken, and the head of the Xiang family would probably come to greet him in person.
At this time, on the stage of life and death, the descendant of the Mad God from the Divine Martial Holy Land made a fist gesture.
"Is it Shenwu Fist?"
The hundreds of thousands of warriors in the square all stared nervously and excitedly at Nie Kuanglong on the stage of life and death.
"It's definitely Shenwu Fist. Look at that stance. Are there any other such powerful boxing techniques in the Holy Land of Shenwu?"
Someone said.
"Yes, it's just a starting move, but it already has the momentum to swallow up the world. Only the Shenwu Fist of the Holy Land of Shenwu has such power."
Someone nodded.
"What's going on with Li Kuang?"
Chu Yan'er, who was in the audience, looked at Li Kuang and saw that Li Kuang was still standing casually, looking lazy.
"The boss is so confident. Don't worry, the boss doesn't take this descendant of a mad god seriously at all."
Chen Fan looked at Li Kuang on the stage with admiration.
"The boss will win."
Xiang Dalong and others also have great confidence in Li Kuang.
"Tsk, that Nie Kuanglong is the descendant of the Mad God. Although Li Kuang is very crazy, why should he be compared with the descendant of the Mad God?"
A very disdainful voice suddenly sounded next to Xiang Dalong.
Chu Yaner and others were immediately furious. They all turned around and stared at the man. They saw that this guy was a fat man in brocade clothes. Judging from his clothes, he was wearing high-quality silk and a jade belt around his waist. There was also a green and water-like spirit hanging around his waist.
Jade pendant.
This outfit is not bad.
"Why are you staring, isn't it? That is the descendant of the peerless mad god, the descendant of the strongest man in the world six hundred years ago. Isn't it better than this guy who jumped out of nowhere?"
The little fat man directly angrily criticized everyone.
"Fuck you, who are you? You dare to be arrogant in front of me."
Xiang Dalong immediately became unhappy.
"Hey, how about we make a bet with you?"
Chu Yan'er suddenly thought of what Li Kuang had said, and then said this to the little fat man. Li Kuang would never do anything he was unsure of.
Since he dared to accept Nie Kuanglong's letter of challenge and dare to stand on the stage of life and death, it shows that Li Kuang is sure of victory.
"Hmph! How do you want to bet?"
The little fat guy is very stinky and arrogant.
"Of course it's a bet on winning or losing!"
Chu Yaner smiled.
"Betting on winning or losing? Ah, you want to bet on Li Kuang Ying!? Haha, do you want to be tortured? Okay, I'll bet with you. I bet on the descendant of Crazy God Ying."
The little fat man immediately guessed what Chu Yaner was going to bet on.
"Okay, cool, let's talk about the bet!"
Chu Yaner clapped her hands and said.
"Haha, I will lose? If I lose, you can do whatever you want, but if you lose, how about you marry me?"
The little fat man looked at Chu Yan'er with a playful expression.
"What did you say!"
Chen Fan, who had a hot temper, glared at the little fat man.
"If you weren't deaf, you should hear what I'm saying."
The little fat man looked like a rogue.
"My young master is Zhao Zifeng, the son of the city lord of Hengtian City in Songzhou. It's your blessing that he can like you."
A servant in green clothes next to the little fat man glanced at everyone contemptuously and said coldly.
"Oh, it turns out he is from the Zhao family in Songzhou. No wonder he is so arrogant."
Chen Fan looked sarcastic.
"presumptuous!"
The servant in green said angrily.
"Okay, I agree."
At this time, Chu Yaner suddenly said.
"Haha, then it's settled. This Bazhou Xuanshuang City is not in vain. I can win back a little lady."
The little fat man said proudly, as if he had already won.
"How can you agree?"
Chen Fan was anxious.
"It's okay, do you think Li Kuang will lose!?"
Chu Yaner said calmly.
"This...hey!"
Chen Fan was at his wits end.
"You guys, just wait and lose, haha!"
The little fat man was even more proud.
"If you lose, I want you to eat shit!"
Chen Fan stared at the little fat man and said through gritted teeth.
"Will you win? Haha, it's so funny."
The little fat man laughed extremely arrogantly.
"Let you be proud for a while first."
Chen Fan was really angered by this guy. If Chu Yan'er hadn't stopped him, he would have punched the little fat man in the face.
At this time, on the stage of life and death, Li Kuang and Nie Kuanglong finally took action.
"kill!"
Nie Kuanglong roared angrily and punched Li Kuang. This punch was like a cannonball, and a shocking sound of breaking through the air erupted in the void. (To be continued)