"Even, you can gather all the masters of the martial arts lineage together, conquer me, sanction me, and besiege me. No matter what means you use, I will continue. But I have to remind you with friends, I am afraid that you will have the fate to gather and go back alive. I don't take the martial arts lineage seriously."

"Defying crazy guy, how dare you look down on us and seek death."

Just as Zhao Yi finished his words, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the sky, like a muffled thunder, coming from the nine heavens, shaking everyone's eyes and being dizzy.

Zhao Yi looked in the sound and saw an old man in white robe floating in the sky in the distance. The man looked like a baby, his long beard was floating, his white robe was swaying in the wind, and his feet were stepping on a white cloud. His whereabouts were ethereal and free, like a banished immortal from heaven.

"Brother Ouyang." Seeing the visitor, Wang Bangzhou looked ecstatic, and he clasped his fists from afar and said aloud: "Brother Ouyang came today, but I can't sweep the bed to greet him. It's a sin to treat him with thoughtful hospitality."

The old man in white robe was far away in the sky, but the next second he suddenly appeared in front of him. He clasped his fists and said, "Today's birthday, it's natural for me to come to celebrate my birthday for my brother. I never thought that this happened."

Speaking of this, the old man in white robe looked at Zhao Yi, and his originally gentle eyes suddenly became fierce, like a bayonet, and he was nailed to Zhao Yi hard. "Boy, you are not very angry just now, don't you take our martial arts line seriously?"

"Here are Yao people?" Zhao Rong said lightly.

"I don't even know my surname and name, so I dare to speak wildly. Could it be that young people today don't know what the word "death" is?" The old man in white robe waved his sleeves and snorted coldly: "I am Ouyang Wudi, Baituo Villa in Tianshan."

"Ouyang Wudi?" Zhao Yi's eyelids twitched. "I haven't heard of it, who knows what kind of thing popped up in some corner."

"court death."

Ouyang Wudi was so angry that he was very angry at Zhao Jing's words. With a loud roar, the momentum in his body suddenly increased, and a powerful pressure dissipated. The gushing air flow continued to roll violently, instantly covering hundreds of meters of space around him.

For a moment, everyone felt like a huge rock was pressing on their chests, so they couldn't breathe.

"Innate Middle-level."

Wang Bangzhou's eyes were wide open and he blurted out: "Brother Ouyang, have you actually broken through to the innate middle level?"

"I occasionally realized something a few days ago, and I broke through by luck." I was humble, but Ouyang Wudi looked gloomy and proud.

"Innate Middle Level, the gap between me and Brother Ouyang is getting bigger and bigger." Wang Bangzhou shook his head and said with a lonely face.

Innate is the name of elders in the martial arts lineage, and its combat power is equivalent to that of beings that surpass super gods. Innate initial level corresponds to three-one, three-two and three-three levels, while innate intermediate level corresponds to three-four, three-five and three-six levels.

Ouyang Wudi just broke through the innate middle level, and he is a super master at level 3 and 4.

"Sweep away the mortal fetus and turn it into the innate world, my life is my own, not the heaven." Wang Bangzhou looked envious, "Congratulations to Brother Ouyang for his great increase in his cultivation, and he will be free and free from heaven from now on."

The people on the ground were not without insight. They all recognized the old man in white robe who suddenly came out. When he heard that he was actually an innate middle-level master, he couldn't help but exclaim, and a look of awe and a fanatical look appeared on his face.

In this galaxy, the innate intermediate level is definitely an existence standing at the top of the triangular tower. As for the innate higher level, it has never been heard of whether it exists or not.

Therefore, the innate middle level is the true peak.

"Junior, I am magnanimous and frivolous. I miss you for being young and frivolous, and don't bother with you, so as not to be said to be bullied by the small one."

Ouyang Wudi looked at Zhao Yi and said lightly: "As long as you kneel in front of Brother Wang, kowtow respectfully for a few times, and sincerely regret it, I will let you go, how about it?"

"Let me go?"

A figure flashed, and the cold light in Zhao Yi's eyes was clear, and the silver water flowing all over his body seemed to boil, and then he circled and condensed. Zhao Yi's height increased again and again, and in the blink of an eye, it exceeded 100 meters, forming a silver giant two hundred meters high.

The silver giant stepped on the void, and under the sunlight, it shone with a dazzling cold light. For a moment, everyone narrowed their eyes slightly and dared not look at it.

"Old thing, I see how you let me go"

A rumbling sound came from the giant's body. The fist as big as a taxi was like a galloping train, and it blasted out heavily, hitting Ouyang Wudi's body.

Ouyang Wudi, who was originally looking mysterious and waiting for Zhao Rong to kowtow to apologize, only felt a figure flashing in front of him, and his head exploded, flew backwards and crashed into a mountain.

"Kowtow? Kowtow the bastard."

The giant was in power and jumped up, and his huge body actually jumped up, chasing the mountain, and his fists burst out like a storm, bombarding the mountain.

"Boom"

Accompanied by the terrifying roar, the mountains and mountains within a radius of several kilometers were shaking, the sky was turned upside down, smoke and dust were rising, and grass and stones were splashing.

I don't know how many punches were blown out, but the giant finally stopped. When the ground calmed down, everyone looked at it carefully, and they all took a breath of cold air, stagnant in place.

I saw that the mountain, which was originally hundreds of meters high, had completely collapsed and turned into ruins, just like a landslide or mudslide.

There was a big pit in the middle of this ruin, and there was a messy old man lying in the big pit, covered with white robes. No, it should be the old man robes.

Ouyang Wudi.

"this……"

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe that this was true. The innate mid-level super master was beaten like this?

Wang Bangzhou's face also changed drastically. He looked at Zhao Rong, who was standing proudly in the void in disbelief, and looked shocked, "Is this guy a monster? How big is he?"

"Ouyang Wudi? That's all." Zhao Yi stepped on the void and smiled disdainfully.

"Junior. You deserve to die. You deserve to die. I want to tear you into pieces."

A roar suddenly came from the ruins, and Ouyang Wudi actually struggled to stand up, kicked away the mud and stones pressing against him, and rushed into the sky with blood red eyes. His eyes were staring at Zhao Yi, and the murderous intent in his eyes was released without any concealment.

The hot summer wind blows across the hills, the green wild grass and trees make a rustling sound, the mountains are vast and the scenery is beautiful.

However, at this moment, the mountains that should have been harmonious and beautiful have become a mess.

Ouyang Wudi flew out of the mud and rubble, covered in mud, his hair was in a mess, and he was in a mess. His eyes were staring at Zhao Yi, almost spitting out fire. The murderous aura around him seemed to condense into substance, and it was irresistible.

"Little bastard, I want to tear you into pieces and crush you to ashes."
Chapter completed!