Piaotian Literature "Ah!"

A scream came from Meng Dongye's mouth, and his fist made a "ka-ka" sound under the impact of Di Jing's fist. The internal bones instantly turned into powder, and extended from the fist to the arm, and one arm was almost

He was going to be beaten into pieces by Di Jing with one punch.

"Impossible! How could you have such a powerful power?" Meng Dongye shouted in disbelief. He is a quasi-sage at the peak of his cultivation. Di Jing is only at the mid-quasi-sage. He is also good at strength. It can be said that

It is extremely powerful and can blast through the avenue, but now it is at an absolute disadvantage in the competition with the Imperial Capital.

"You don't need to know. If I kill you, I will send a large army to conquer the barbarians. There are not so many races in the world. It doesn't matter if one is missing. All of this stems from what you did today." Di Jing said coldly.

, stepped forward, and punched out again.

"Hmph! You are looking for death!" Meng Dongye was furious. He turned over his hand and took out a wooden stick. The stick exuded a faint luster, was simple and charming, and Meng Dongye had carved a series of Dao marks on it. The Dao marks were intertwined and powerful.

The energy is infinite.

Holding the wooden stick in hand, Meng Dongye swung it and suddenly smashed it towards the Imperial Capital. The infinite power in his body was injected into the wooden stick. The wooden stick cut through the void with a slight movement and annihilated the layers of space.

"boom!"

Di Jing still punched the wooden stick, and huge power surged out from the fist. Seeing the dull luster of the wooden stick, Meng Dongye's hand holding the wooden stick trembled slightly.

The power on his body is unparalleled. Di Jing is dressed in a black and yellow imperial robe, like a god of war, with a pair of fists that can destroy everything. Meng Dongye is holding a wooden stick and is unable to resist Di Jing's offensive. He is completely at a disadvantage and has almost lost the ability to fight back.

Dijing showed strong combat power. Although he was in the middle stage of quasi-sage, he was able to overwhelm Meng Dongye, who was at the peak of quasi-sage, with an absolute monk. A pair of fists, without using any magic weapon, was able to defeat him as a cultivator.

A monk of a higher level.

Meng Dongye held a wooden stick, and his two-foot-tall body was shortened. The wooden stick was placed in front of him, helping him block attacks again and again. He stood behind the wooden stick, his feet already submerged in the sand, and his eyes were shining.

Floating, staring at Dijing's figure that looked like an undefeated god of war through the wooden stick, Meng Dongye's eyes were splitting, feeling both aggrieved and extremely shocked.

The cultivation level of the Imperial Capital exceeded his expectations, and the strength and power of the Imperial Capital was beyond his expectation. He thought that it would be good for the cultivation level of the Imperial Capital to be stable soon after reaching the Quasi-Saint level, but he did not expect that it would be so terrifying that he would be like this.

Masters who have reached the level of quasi-sage for countless years cannot resist it.

"ah!"

Meng Dongye roared, and two rays of light suddenly shot out from his eyes, pouring into the wooden stick in his hand. The already dim wooden stick suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and then swept towards the imperial capital.

"snort!"

Di Jing snorted coldly, his expression full of majesty, his body shook, and the Dao tablets and Heavenly Dao talismans in his body continued to tremble, emitting endless brilliance, intertwined together, forming a powerful force.

After punching out with both fists, the wooden stick was instantly knocked to the ground. With a step, Di Jing stepped on the wooden stick, and then hit Meng Dongye with his giant fist.

The fight between Di Jing and Meng Dongye attracted the attention of countless monks around them. The fight between the two was between the sparks of carbide, extremely fast, and every move contained endless murderous intent.

Dijing punched out with such absolute strength and domineering power that Meng Dongye had no power to fight back. Even after taking out the magic weapon, Meng Dongye could not stand up. Everyone was shocked by the power of Dijing. With his mid-level cultivation of quasi-sage, relying on a pair of

The fist absolutely suppressed the master who was at the peak of the quasi-sage. This scene was amazing.

The name Dijing was only spread in the wilderness after Daqiong was promoted to Heaven. Everyone knows that Dijing is the emperor of Daqiong Heavenly Court, but only a handful of monks have seen Dijing take action. Now, Dijing is in

Countless monks showed their powerful strength before their eyes. Although they had just been promoted to quasi-sage not long ago, their strength was unbelievably powerful.

While Di Jing and Meng Dongye took action, the three brothers Sun Buyu, Sun Buyu and Sun Buwu also took action. Sun Buyu found another quasi-sage of the barbarian tribe, and Sun Buyu and Sun Buwu

Then he rushed into many Daluo Jinxian masters.

The war broke out suddenly, and it seemed even more intense than the battle between Dijing and Meng Dongye. The space trembled violently, full of cracks, and various rays of light scattered in all directions, containing powerful murderous intent, piercing the void.

The figures of the three Sun Buyu brothers kept flashing, looking very strange. Some of the movements were completely beyond people's imagination, making people feel very awkward, and there was an urge to vomit blood. Fortunately, those movements were very fast.

It passed by in a flash and did not last long, otherwise many of the monks watching around would have vomited blood.

Sun Buyu fought with the quasi-sage. The void instantly shattered. Powerful auras burst out from the bodies of the two of them, causing constant collisions. Sun Buyu looked gloomy. Meng Dongye's previous words made him very angry, so now he strikes without mercy.

, the figure flashed, strange and powerful, and Sun Buyu easily dodged the attack of the quasi-sage.

Sun Buyu's footsteps kept moving, back and forth, left, right, up and down, etc. The direction of each step was different, even if he took steps in the same direction, there were subtle differences. This is a powerful movement technique. Walking

In the gaps where the avenues intersect, he can dodge most of the attacks and prevent himself from being harmed.

Relying on this terrifying body skill, Sun Buyu was invincible in the battle with the quasi-sage, and every attack he made was able to target the opponent's vital points, so that the opponent had to be careful.

This was a strange battle. Sun Buyu seemed to be able to do it with ease and ease, but the barbarian quasi-sage felt very frustrated. Every attack could not find the target and could not be withdrawn. He could only attack the void.

The annihilation of the bombardment and this situation gave the quasi-sage the urge to vomit blood.

The same was true for Sun Buwen and Sun Buwu on the other side. They stepped on strange steps without any pause. The attacks of more than 20 Daluo Jinxian from the other side came overwhelmingly, but those that could cause harm to the two of them.

But there were very few, and the attacks of the two were constantly effective, killing some Da Luo Jinxian.

Most of the monks in the distance were dumbfounded at this time. The Imperial Capital suppressed Meng Dongye forcefully, and Sun Buyu fought against the quasi-sage power alone, but it was not as exciting as the battle between Sun Buwu and Sun Buwen. The two Da Luo Jinxian were defeated by more than twenty people.

Daluo Jinxian was surrounded, but he shuttled through it easily, and he had not been seriously harmed so far.

The eyes of countless monks were filled with divine light, watching every move of Sun Buyu and Sun Buwu, trying to pry into the secrets. Sun Buyu was too fast, and most of the monks could not see clearly. They could only see.

Seeing a phantom, all eyes were focused on Sun Buwu and Sun Buwen.

"Wow!"

A monk opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stared closely at the movements of Sun Buwu and Sun Buwen, but felt extremely depressed in his chest. His chest was about to explode. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes moved from Sun Buwu to Sun Buwen.

When I moved away from my body, the feeling gradually disappeared.

"puff!"……

After the first one, there was a second and a third one. A large number of monks spat out a mouthful of blood and woke up. The light in their eyes disappeared and they looked at the three brothers Sun Buyu in the distance again. Everyone was shocked and inexplicable.

The steps taken by Sun Buyu and the others were too mysterious, almost violating the principle of justice between heaven and earth. They were unpredictable, and it would be unbearable after just a few glances. It seemed to be the backlash of the Tao, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Such steps

It is very difficult to understand it, and even if you know the complete method, it may not be easy to practice.

More and more monks understand this and no longer think about learning anything from it. They just wait for the outcome of the battle. This kind of footwork is a means of saving lives. They are almost invincible in the battle. They want to

It’s scary even thinking about it.

"Who are these three people?" A monk not only asked.

"I don't know. I have never seen them before. They are with the Daqiong Emperor. They should be people from Daqiong."

"What a terrifying movement technique. I don't know who created it. If it were spread, it would definitely make people break their heads!"

"Yes, this thing is indeed a bit unbelievable, and no one can see the slightest clue about it. It must be extraordinary!"

The movement skills of Sun Buyu and the others were shocking. All the monks were trembling with excitement, imagining what it would be like to have that kind of movement skills.

In the distance, a roaring sound could be heard, and the battle between Dijing and Meng Dongye once again attracted everyone's attention.

Meng Dongye had been suppressed by Di Jing and wanted to fight back, but the wooden stick in his hand was knocked to the ground by Di Jing. Then Di Jing raised his foot and stepped on the wooden stick under his feet. He swung his giant fist and hit Meng Dongye.

"boom!"

Meng Dongye's expression changed drastically, and he had to raise his fists to block it again. One of his hands had been severely injured before, and it had not recovered at all at this time. Di Jing's fist hit him, and the sound of 'click' sounded again, and Meng Dongye's

His arms instantly turned into flesh, and his whole body was smashed into the sand by Di Jing's punch.

"ah--!"

Meng Dongye screamed, and then the sound suddenly stopped. A large amount of sand flowed into his mouth, his arms turned into flesh, and blood spattered, dyeing the sand dark red.

Di Jing withdrew his fist, turned over and took the wooden stick under his feet into his hand, then walked to Meng Dongye's side and looked at the frightened Meng Dongye with a calm expression.

Meng Dongye's body was almost completely submerged in the sand, and a big hole was made on the ground. His arms had disappeared, and a lot of blood flowed out. His eyes turned, Meng Dongye saw Di Jing's figure, and a frightened light appeared.

, he felt death, and couldn't help but be filled with fear.
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