Pan Long turned into thousands of ghost claws and pounced on Leng Wushuang. Leng Wushuang stretched out one hand, and it was still holding the broken steel gun, but the current steel gun turned into a white jade-like steel gun like mutton fat. He raised the steel gun and smashed it at Pan Long like an iron rod. The degree was not fast, there were no fancy movements, and no martial arts. Just a shot that looked ordinary from the outside, Pan Long felt like a mountain pressing down, supporting it with all his strength.

With a plop, Pan Long knelt on the ground. Another mouthful of blood spurted towards Leng Wushuang. The blood fell on Leng Wushuang's body carved with white jade. It seemed that insects were squirming in the blood. But after a moment, the black blood turned into a foul stinking black mist and drifted away.

Leng Wushuang shouted loudly, and under the steel gun, blood flowed out of the corners of Pan Long's eyes, black all over, and white eyes were revealed, returning to normal. He slipped softly to the ground, and this time he was really fainted. Leng Wushuang was still scared, and he went over to investigate, and Pan Long was indeed unconscious. Then he calmed down, revealing the torn Leng Wushuang and the broken steel gun.

"Xinlan Gate Leng Wushuang won!" The referee roared a little excitedly. The warriors even roared heart-wrenchingly. The whole world was cheering for Leng Wushuang. Hei Shui Palace had harmed many martial arts fellow practitioners. Everyone yearned for justice in his heart, and sometimes they were just powerless. Whether they were helping the evil, whether they were competing for the power, whether they were following the voice, whether they were silent and bowing their heads, whether they were dodging and escaping, everyone had a sound in their hearts and had their own self.

The justice of this is just that sometimes, in order to live, for the sake of their relatives, and for friends, they have to bow their heads to those powerful forces. This is life! Knowing how to bow your head and forbearance represents a person's true maturity, but it does not mean that they have lost their conscience, and does not mean that they do not understand right or wrong, good or evil, they just dare not speak out, and they have their helplessness. But once someone does what they want to do but dare not do, it will resonate! The resonance that has been suppressed for a long time and suddenly explodes!

Leng Wushuang stood quietly, looking at the exploded sky, the martial arts heroes cheered wildly! Release the depression that they thought they would never stand out! Taichu had experienced the helpless depression of facing strength and death, and he understood them! At this moment, Taichu felt that he had his own mission and he was not born for revenge. He wanted to end the coercion and harm of the martial arts by the twelve palaces. He wanted to release the warriors from the cage and let them fly freely.

The twelve palaces are different from the five countries. The five countries have laws and justice. They have the mission of maintaining peace and prosperity in the five continents and the responsibility to make the people settle down. The country has something that the country must stick to. Their soldiers defend the territory and protect the people; their yamen seek justice for the people and govern one side; their officials serve the people. Even if officials do unjust things, they cannot get it on the table. Once they commit crimes, they will confiscate the family. If they want to kill people, they must comply with the law. If they want to fight, they must consider the livelihood of the people. For example, the State of Li's Divine Car was envious. He could not kill people and seize treasures. At most, he would increase taxes. However, Shenjimen said to rescue and rob.

The twelve palaces are not, they are bandits, hooligans, robbers, they have no rules and no justice. Their rules must kill whoever they want. Their justice is slaughter, domineering, robbery, and the joys and sorrows of the palace master. They don’t need reasons to kill anyone, they don’t need excuses to destroy anyone, they don’t need compensation or apologize to the people. Their disciples are used to kill people and set fire, and their halls are used to make money and grab territory.

The twelve palaces are the borers of the five continents, and the twelve poisonous stings. Which one of the twelve palaces is directly affiliated with the gang members is not millions. The 6th continents have gangs that rob families and block the road every day. There are often gangs fighting and attacking countless innocent people. The five major countries do not want to be in charge, they do not have the ability to manage, and dispatching soldiers requires a large amount of funds and food, and there must be conclusive evidence of their violation of the law. Those halls are scattered in all parts of the five continents and require long-distance expeditions. When the army arrives, they can scatter birds and beasts, and when the army retreats, they can gather again. Even if the army confiscates their halls, they can't bear their endless revenge.

The Hei Shui Palace, the Hei Shui Palace and the Jiu Yang Palace are all within the territory of the Mu Kingdom. The Hei Shui Palace is the most vicious among the twelve palaces. In order to test the poisonous insects, they poisoned people from a town. The Emperor of the Mu Kingdom was furious and sent troops to hold a hall in the Hei Shui Palace. Although they were victorious, the army suffered heavy casualties. After the army withdrew, the county government was slaughtered by the Hei Shui Palace, and all the thirteen county magistrates were poisoned to death. Now no one dared to be a county magistrate, which became a blind spot without anyone to manage.

The Black Water Palace is located in a remote area, in the northwest corner of the Mu Kingdom, close to the Warcraft Forest in the north, and close to the barren desert to the west. The radius of millions of miles northwest of the Mu Kingdom has become the sphere of influence of the Black Water Palace. It has become another independent country outside the five major countries. The people in that area have become their little white mice to test for poisonous insects, and the Emperor of the Mu Kingdom is helpless. Their power has penetrated into most of the Mu Kingdom, and I don’t know how many important officials from the dynasty were killed.

After more than a year of experience in the martial arts world, Taichu has a new understanding of the five continents and a new understanding of the five major countries and the martial arts world. At this moment, he feels how necessary the eradication of the twelve palaces is. Things in the martial arts world are in the martial arts world! It depends on how Li Taichu uprooted your twelve palaces!

"So noisy, is the twelve palaces no longer there?" A voice sounded like thunder. The whole sky was shocked, suppressing thousands of cheers. Leng Wushuang was amazed, with such a deep internal force.

An old man over 200 years old and white bearded walked over from the top of Tianyuan Mountain in the void. The martial arts master immediately gave in and dodged a passage. He fell from the sky and stood ten meters opposite Leng Wushuang. This man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a long green robe, a long beard and chest. He had a phoenix eyes, a hooked nose, a big mouth fork, awkward ears, and a flushed complexion. His voice was loud and his internal strength was extremely strong.

"Brother Wushuang, one person defeated the four powerful men of the twelve palaces, which is the first time in a thousand years. Duan Changsheng of the Changsheng Palace came to ask for some tips!"

The person who spoke was Duan Changsheng, the owner of the Changsheng Hall, ranked third in the last martial arts gold list and ranked fourth in the preliminary round of this Supreme Competition. Duan Changsheng has a deep internal strength, a triple martial arts group with a combat power of 1.6000, and is 215 years old this year. The Changsheng Hall was the first among the twelve palaces to become the third martial arts ancestor. He has been immersed in the realm of the third martial arts ancestor for more than 100 years, and can be said to have a deep internal strength and rich experience.

This was Leng Wushuang's first contact with the third level of martial arts ancestor. He was the same as his own realm, and he was a person from the twelve palaces, the third strong man in the martial arts world. He has been a third level of martial arts ancestor for more than a hundred years. How many years have he been entering martial arts? I'm afraid the real battle has just begun. When he thought of this, he immediately became full of energy and did not dare to be careless.

"I have heard that the disciples of the Changsheng Palace have the fastest cultivation, the highest realm, and the longest lifespan among the martial arts sects. Let me learn about the master of the Changsheng Palace today!" Leng Wushuang was still calm and calm, but there was a little more serious and solemn dark on his face. He lifted the steel spear, and the shadowless sword energy of the third martial ancestor was poured into the spear. The white aura of the spear was filled with the white aura at the tip of the spear, but formed a slender spear tip, scattering a terrifying aura, giving people the feeling that the spear was stabbed out, and the sword energy was enough to split the entire Tianyuan Mountains. The onlookers didn't realize that they took a step back.

Duan Changsheng was not panicked or used weapons, and his body was filled with confidence that belonged to the strong, and a condescending aura suppressed Leng Wushuang.

He slowly raised his palm, and his palm was facing Leng Wushuang. A ball of white air hovered in the palm of his palm, forming a vortex. The vortex was filled with terrifying suction, as if it was about to devour everything. The warriors were trembling all over when they saw it. They felt that as long as this section of immortality was willing, they would probably use the vortex to devour everyone with just raising their hand.

Leng Wushuang didn't speak and stabbed it out with a shot. Duan Changsheng's palms met. The guns and palms touched each other, without the momentum of the waves, or even the fluctuations of the Yuanli. Leng Wushuang felt his attack like a mud bull entering the sea without any reaction. He attacked again, but the result was still the same. Three consecutive waves of Yuanli poured into the steel gun disappeared and disappeared, missing.

Leng Wushuang's face changed drastically, and she lost her previous calmness! She said intimately: "Can the vortex in his hand really swallow the vitality?"

Leng Wushuang was right. Duan Changsheng's seemingly ordinary move is the most powerful martial arts in the Hall of Longevity, the Caiyang Art. The secret technique of the Hall of Longevity is the Changsheng Art. The practitioners can live forever, but it is extremely difficult to practice. However, the Hall of Longevity has a martial art that shocks the martial arts world, which is the Caiyang Art. This martial art can devour other people's energy. Therefore, their more experience is not to practice the Changsheng Art, but to harm fellow martial arts people, devour other people's energy, and achieve the goal of fast cultivation. This is also the reason why their Changsheng Art practices faster than others. After they devour the Yuanli, they never leave a living mouth, so not everyone in the world knows that their martial arts skills are actually devouring other people's energy.

This is worrying about Leng Wushuang. No matter how powerful and powerful his Yuanli is, no matter how pure he is, he cannot withstand the devouring of others. He used the Nine Palace Flying Star Steps and the Nine Figures changed in a slight way. As long as he did not touch the other party's palm, he would not be able to devour the attack.

Leng Wushuang repeatedly stabbed out the gun. The gun wandered around the dragon, hovering around, and did not give up every opportunity to attack. The gun flower flew and circled, and the broken iron spear seemed to have really lived.

Duan Changsheng didn't give it in vain. He didn't know how many martial arts he had practiced for more than a hundred years, so how could he know only one move? The reason why he started with the strongest skill was because he knew that Leng Wushuang was powerful and hoped that he could lose his combat power by devouring the energy.

Duan Changsheng used the body skills of the Hall of Longevity, the lightning dragon step. This step is also the hall-stopping skill of the Hall of Longevity, which is famous in the world. Although it cannot catch up with the mystery of the Nine Palaces Flying Star Step, it also circles like a dragon, as fast as lightning. On the platform, one dragon and nine shadows flash in a string! One dragon is Duan Changsheng, like a dragon; Nine Shadows are Leng Wushuang, only seeing shadows but not seeing people. The two of them had half a stick of incense. Although countless holes were pierced in Duan Changsheng's robe and blood scratches were also found on their skin, they barely avoided each time, without hurting the roots, and they were actually not sure whether they won or lost. Leng Wushuang had already shown an anxious look.

Leng Wushuang is sure to win every fight and is at ease. This time he encountered a tough fight. His biggest advantage is Yuanli, but the other party restrains himself and can devour Yuanli. If the victory or defeat of this battle is unpredictable, but that period of immortality is also strong. Who knows when to fight? His Xuanyu Hand is naturally very powerful, but who knows whether he can devour the Yuanli attack produced by Xuanyu Hand, let me try it!

Leng Wushuang injected five primordial power into the short spear, and the whole body turned snow-white, and one shot stabbed Duan Changsheng. Duan Changsheng was very good at using his advantages, and each move was greeted with his palm. The thick and pure primordial power poured in, and it was still like a mud cow entering the sea and disappeared. The steel gun had a white dissipated for a moment and exposed the originally broken spear body.

But this time it was a little different. Leng Wushuang's other party's arm shook. Although it was just a moment, it was fleeting, but he saw it in his eyes. He thought to himself that it turned out that he could not swallow it at will. The too powerful Yuan power would also harm the meridians of the body during the devouring process.

Thinking of this, Leng Wushuang once again poured the five Yuanli of the Xuan Jing into the short and long, and the short spear turned snow-white. This was the cultivation level of the third martial arts ancestor. Leng Wushuang felt that the dantian in his body was empty. The steel spear was stabbed out and absorbed by the vortex again. This time, the Yuanli was still swallowed, but Duan Changsheng was shrunk several steps away, his arms drooped, and his face twitched, as if it was unbearable.

The opportunity must not be missed. Leng Wu's double Yuanli Formation was activated, and the top of the mountain suddenly turned snow-white, and a thick layer of frost covered the top of the mountain! Yuanli rushed into Leng Wushuang's dantian like a tide. Leng Wushuang dared not stay for a moment, and could not wait for the period of Yuanli that was devouring. He introduced the Yuanli into the steel gun, and the second gun was instantly stabbed out again.

Duan Changsheng hurriedly raised his other hand, and his Yuanli was also swallowed, but the same scene arose. Duan Changsheng was shaken back a few steps, and his other hand was also hanging down. He saw sweat on his forehead, his face twitching, and his lips were blue. He stood there motionless. After a moment, he raised his hands and produced two thick Yuanli. This was not a unique skill, but also a martial art that shocked the martial arts world, the powerful Vajra Hand. His hands were lingering in white energy and swung them out at the same time.

Leng Wushuang hurriedly used his strength to welcome him. It was still the Martial Ancestor who had all his strength to attack. Five Yuan powers in Tongxuan Realm poured into the spear, and the white spear welcomed the powerful Yuan power attack from his palms. The loud noise of the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the entire Tianyuan Mountains were shaking. The martial artists in the sky were like the dumplings that were poured into the pot and spitting blood. Even the white clouds in the sky were washed away by the shock waves. The frost and snow on the top of the mountain were swept away.

Leng Wushuang was shaken out more than a hundred meters, and his feet were drawn into two deep ditches on the ground. He lay on the ground, his qi and blood were surging. Duan Changsheng, the head of the Hall of Changsheng, was much better. He only stepped a few steps away, and still stood there with his hands hanging down.

Leng Wushuang was amazed that he was actually repelled to this point. The other party seemed to have absorbed his two waves of energy that had absorbed him at the same time. He was equal to using the strength of the third level of martial arts ancestor realm and the attack of the shadowless sword energy from Xuanyu Hand Tongxuan realm to fight against the two third level of martial arts ancestors who were swallowed. In other words, he was fighting with two of himself. Although the opponent's martial arts skills were not very good and his martial arts had an absolute advantage, he still lost. Leng Wushuang was defeated for the first time.
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