When Han Muye said these words, a surging power suddenly rose from his body.
When Ang's power explodes, even the vastness of the world cannot suppress it.
At this moment, a fighting spirit shot into the sky as if rising from the abyss, dyeing the entire world with blood.
This bloody power stirred with the heaven and earth, causing the two wasteland overlords in front to turn their heads.
"boom--"
In the void, invisible forces clashed directly, triggering a collision of streams of light on the entire altar.
Like clouds dancing on boiling water, all the marks on the altar are shining.
The body of the divine elephant and the old man in silver robes each mobilized a huge force and pressed towards Han Muye head-on.
This collision of qi forces has not officially begun yet, but it has already completely collapsed the stone mountains, and every god-level practitioner has vomited blood.
Grand Master Muyue, who was standing next to Han Muye, was shaken, and two figures appeared behind him.
She didn't speak again, and the three figures raised their hands at the same time.
It was Han Muye's only chance to take advantage of this moment to mobilize the Qi power of the two overlords.
Han Muye used his own strength to contain the two wasteland overlords.
"Buzz——"
Between the palms of the three figures, a stream of golden light converged into a long dragon, streaking across the sky.
Illusion and reality are intertwined, and the stream of light shines, tearing a hole in the darkness covering the sky.
A golden spear appeared in his hand, and Master Muyue stepped forward, blocking the gap with his body.
"Walk."
The three figures spoke simultaneously.
The human cultivators on the broken stone mountains everywhere did not dare to hesitate and all flew up.
"Thank you, Lord Muyue, for your help."
There was a sound in the distance.
They are the ten cosmic-level powerhouses whose bodies were frozen.
Someone in the Divine Realm recognizes Master Muyue.
Grand Master Muyue's expression remained unchanged, and the three figures flashed alternately, making it difficult for people to see the reality.
Lu Zixu took a deep breath, looked solemn, and bowed to Han Muye who was standing in front of him.
"Thank you, Brother Han."
If it weren't for Han Muye to contain the two wasteland overlords, Master Mu Yue would not be able to find a chance to break through the sky.
Everyone can leave at this time, but Han Muye alone cannot escape.
Because he has been locked by two powerful wasteland overlords.
"Thank you, Brother Han." Li Changyun and others also bowed to Han Muye.
In today's situation, no matter who is able to risk his own life, he must accept this life-saving feeling.
"Brother Han, if you and I can survive today, I, Bai Zhen, will definitely repay the favor of saving my life." Bai Zhen, shrouded in golden armor, shouted loudly, and then stepped onto the sky.
There are many human elites in this wasteland.
None of them expected that it would be such a life-and-death outcome.
For these proud elites, they never thought about whether they could leave alive.
"Brother Han, take care." Su Jinxing from the Great Wilderness Temple spoke loudly, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed out.
"snort--"
The Howling God Wolf outside the altar in front snorted coldly, and a thousand-foot silver wolf silhouette appeared behind him.
The moment the wolf shadow appeared, the surrounding world was turbulent. It collided with the blood-colored power coming from Han Muye's body, tearing apart the blood-colored cloud waves and crashing into the crack in the sky.
A golden light flashed in Grand Master Muyue's eyes, and he raised the spear in his hand.
Three figures flashed and stood side by side.
"I'll come." Han Muye's voice sounded.
The sound reached and the blood coagulated.
A bloody battle armor appeared on Han Muye's body.
This is the armor that locks the power of the Dragon Crocodile. Combined with the power of the Kui Niu, his physical strength is extremely powerful.
"boom--"
Taking one step forward, Han Muye's figure was already in front of the thousand-foot silver wolf shadow.
He raised his hand and punched out.
Pure physical strength.
Borrowing the power of a suit of armor is also the limit of the ancient beast's power.
"Bang——"
The shadow of the fist flew down and hit the silver wolf's chest.
The Qianzhang Silver Wolf trembled and his eyes widened.
The huge body retreated uncontrollably, stepping into the void step by step.
Above the void, cracks appeared.
"Buzz——"
It wasn't until the silver wolf's body retreated a hundred feet that the sound of collision of power could be heard in the void.
The sound wave vibrated, and the surrounding world shattered inch by inch.
Even the black cloud waves in the sky were shattered by this blow.
"drink--"
Han Muye gained the upper hand and stepped out again, chasing the retreating Silver Wolf, and punched him again.
His boxing and fighting skills have long been in the realm of transformation, and a seemingly ordinary punch reveals the inner workings of the power of the world.
Such methods are inevitable.
Not to mention the silver wolf, even the top martial arts expert among the human race, whose physical power of boxing has been condensed to the limit, can only fight head-on with this punch.
"Good boxing skills."
In the distance, a humanoid universe-level powerhouse whose body was entangled was shouting.
"Haha, use the real to break the imaginary, and all things can be changed. This little friend's punch is very good!" The speaker was Lu Genghong, a strong member of the Lu family.
"Be careful, little friend. After today, you can come to my Li family as a guest." The person who spoke out was Chen Liangjun, a cosmic powerhouse of the Chen family.
Han Muye showed enough potential with just one punch.
If you practice these martial arts skills and improve them more, you can become a strong person in this divine realm.
Several powerful people saw through this punch and naturally expressed their good will.
What's more, the bravery and responsibility Han Muye showed today has won everyone's favor.
"Bang——"
Han Muye's fist caught up with Silver Wolf's body and hit Silver Wolf on the head.
The silver wolf's body was turbulent, its eyes showed unwillingness, and its entire body slowly turned into nothingness.
"I'm looking for death!"
The silver wolf shadow that he had condensed was shattered, and the silver-robed old man flew over without waiting.
The speed was extremely fast, and a flash was already in front of Han Muye.
"Be careful with his cold magical powers."
"This guy is extremely fast."
"He has a fish-scale knife that can transform thousands of things. Don't let him get close to you!"
Several voices sounded.
The ten cosmic-level powerhouses in the distance were now imprisoned, but their experience and vision were still there.
They are very familiar with the combat power and methods of the Howling Sky Divine Wolf.
"Buzz——"
A cloud of snow-colored frost pressed down on Han Muye's head.
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A long blue-gray knife floated in the air, with the light of fish scales shining on it.
A golden halo appeared in Han Muye's eyes.
In this situation, as long as he takes half a step back, he can break the opponent's magical power.
As long as his magical power is broken, he can face it more calmly.
He can retreat.
But he didn't want to.
Today, he will not take a step back.
Today's battle is his first battle to become a cosmic powerhouse.
He is a swordsman.
In his bones, he has an unbreakable desire for kendo.
No retreat!
Clenching his fists, he took a step forward.
Face to face with a wasteland overlord, before the opponent's magical power, the peak versus the peak!
"Oh, what a pity."
"This is a wrong step."
"If we can fight for a while, we might still have a chance. Now, it's difficult."
When most of the human race on the surrounding stone mountains had withdrawn, the powerful men from all sides in the distance could already watch the battle with peace of mind.
It's just that Han Muye's performance at this time really disappointed them.
Even they themselves don't want to face off against a wasteland overlord like this.
"Go to hell." The silver figures gathered in front of Han Muye, and then a fish-scale knife struck Han Muye head-on.
This is a blow caused by the convergence of soul, body, and the power of heaven and earth.
These methods may seem straightforward, but they are endless killings at the level of power.
With this blow, even a strong man who had been at the prehistoric level for tens of millions of years could only be seriously injured in exchange for his life.
The power of the rules is completely under control, and there is no chance to escape.
Han Muye's body seemed to be completely imprisoned under this sword, and he could only watch as the long sword chopped off inch by inch.
Must die.
Must die?
Master Muyue in the distance clenched his spear and looked at Han Muye's figure.
She knew that even if she took action now, she would not be able to save Han Muye.
But if Han Muye is killed today, she will not hesitate to take action and fight to the death.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the long knife.
This sword, with its cold glow, seemed to have chopped his soul into pieces countless times.
This is an illusion.
But it can also be said that this is a display of power in the world and a prediction of the next moment.
"I will smile to the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact."
Han Muye watched the long knife fall and suddenly let out a soft moan.
Heng Dao smiles towards the sky.
Go and stay two Kunlun.
In front of him, there seemed to be an endless mountain range gathering together, blocking the long sword.
What kind of method is this?
"Confucianism?"
"A major overhaul of Confucianism and Taoism?"
"This, is this the combination of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth and Confucianism and Taoism?"
Surprises came from all around.
The boxing skills and physical strength that Han Muye showed just now clearly look like a practitioner with profound martial arts skills.
He stepped into the divine realm with physical strength and became a cosmic-level powerhouse.
But at this time, how could he use Confucianism and Taoism to fight against the enemy?
It is simply impossible for these two forces to be fused together...
"Bang——"
The mountains were chopped into pieces by the long knife, which turned into endless flying blades like fish scales and hit Han Muye directly.
This is a killer move for a cosmic-level warrior!
So what if Han Muye had the means to block that knife before?
Can he still block the blow?
Unless he has a cosmic-level treasure in his hand that can restrain these thousands of fish-scale flying blades.
Everyone looked at Han Muye.
A cyan ink pen appeared in Han Muye's hand.
"Kong Zhongqiu's ink pen!"
"It's really Confucianism..."
Above the ink pen, pieces of bamboo leaves flew out and collided with the flying blades.
I don’t know how many flying blades there are.
I don’t know how many bamboo leaves there are.
The flying blade carries the power of Senhan's death.
There is vigorous vitality on the bamboo leaves.
The power of life and death intertwined and exploded in front of Han Muye.
The force of this explosion tore apart the cold cloud and mist that originally enveloped him.
The Howling God Wolf's natural means cannot stop the explosion of the power of life and death.
"Buzz——"
The broken light scattered in all directions, and eventually the green bamboo leaves and the fish-scale flying blades each turned upside down.
Han Muye held an ink pen in his hand and faced the silver-robed old man holding a long knife in his hand.
Evenly matched.
It's not evenly matched.
The Howling God Wolf takes the initiative and uses magical powers, treasures, and combat skills at the same time.
Han Muye, as the defending side, was actually undefeated.
Calculating it this way, doesn’t it mean that Han Muye is stronger than a wasteland overlord?
"Confucianism and Taoism have special methods that Xiao Tian Shenlang didn't expect."
"Indeed, who would have thought that this little friend Han has such means."
Several cosmic powerhouses looked at each other, with a hint of emotion on their faces.
At this time, their bodies were locked in streams of light, and they could only watch.
The thirteen beasts of the wilderness are also in the same place, unable to move at all.
In the current situation, the battle between Han Muye and the two wasteland overlords will actually become the key to determining the battle at the altar at this time.
But in everyone's opinion, it was impossible for Han Muye to resist the two wasteland overlords by himself.
"boom--"
Han Muye put away the ink pen in his hand and punched it out.
Although the silver-robed old man in front looked solemn, he did not dare to take the punch forcefully and could only take a step back.
But when he stepped back, the world around him shook.
It seems that the endless power of heaven and earth directly joins him!
"You, you draw the power of heaven to yourself!"
The old man in silver robe widened his eyes and let out a low cry.
"Is he a true Confucian and Taoist practitioner?"
"How can it be?"
The surrounding universe-level experts all exclaimed.
Han Muye turned out to be a true practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism, and he truly inspired the power of heaven and earth with his own power!
Combine the power of your own boxing with the power of Confucianism and Taoism.
Such methods are unheard of.
"If he doesn't die today, there will definitely be a top powerhouse in the Divine Realm." Lu Genghong lowered her voice and whispered softly.
The others looked at each other, their thoughts intertwined.
"boom--"
Han Muye took another step forward and punched out.
He took another step and punched again.
"boom--"
The silver-robed old man couldn't stand in front of this fist figure.
He couldn't imagine this kind of power.
A cosmic-level descendant of the human race, who can suppress the strong monsters of the demon race and be unable to raise their heads!
Today's situation made the strong men watching the battle look sideways.
Who among the descendants of God Realm has such strength?
"It's true, it's extraordinary." A Taoist with a simple face whispered softly.
"With such physical strength, the future is unlimited." Lu Genghong's eyes were shining brightly.
"The Jade and Gold Divine Elephant, why don't you take action?" The silver-robed old man turned his head and shouted in a low voice.
In normal times, he would definitely not be able to lose face and lose his identity as the overlord of the wasteland, and would never ask for help from the jade-gold elephant.
It's just different today.
Opening the altar today is a hugely expensive matter planned by various departments in the wasteland.
Such things cannot fail him.
"Haha, okay." A voice sounded.
A golden silhouette of a giant elephant reaching the sky came crashing into the air.
The jade-gold divine elephant, based on its own strength, is the strongest physical divine beast in the wasteland.
The physical body is the most powerful in the world, and it can turn the power into rules.
The moment the golden body collided, the heaven and earth roared and shook.
"Buzz——"
The heaven and earth are turbulent, as if thousands of clouds and waves are exploding.
"One against two..."
"When the jade-gold idol takes action, its physical strength is so strong that even with the blessing of Confucianism, Taoism and Heaven, it cannot resist it."
"Hey, unless Kong Zhongqiu comes in person, no one can resist with the power of Confucianism and Taoism."
Everyone looked disappointed.
A human elite with immense potential was about to be killed by this attack.
It's a pity that none of them can be saved.
In the face of absolute power, none of them can be the enemy of this idol.
"Hurry up and hide—" Lu Genghong shouted.
Hide, who can hide away?
There are very few people in the entire divine realm who can resist or evade this kind of physical power.
Seeing the giant elephants gathering in the mountains, Han Muye felt his blood boiling all over.
With your own strength, can you compete with this rare god in the world?
Gently clenching his fist, Han Muye raised his head.
"boom--"
Above Han Muye's head, the body of a blood crocodile condensed!
