"Kill -" Tie Peng stopped talking nonsense. It would be of no benefit to him to continue in a stalemate. He jumped up directly and struck down with one palm as he had just done. This time he used 100% of his strength!
"Snapped"--
Before Tie Peng could even touch Feng Buer's body, he felt his body was hit hard and became so light that he actually flew into the sky!
Just as I was about to lift my arm, I found that my body was no longer in control!
"Bah!" Tie Peng fell heavily to the edge of the arena.
The audience was in an uproar!
Everyone stretched out their necks and looked at the tall, mighty, bearded man in front of them. Where did this come from? When did the Lord of Wuji City raise such an offering?
No wonder King Wuji dared to fight this year! The leader of the envoy’s eyes flashed as he looked at Zhu Wuji who looked calm.
"Congratulations, King Wuji. It's not easy for King Wuji to find such a master this year!"
"No, no, the leader of the delegation is too polite!"
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"I understand why King Wuji signed an agreement just now. It turns out that he came prepared. It seems that I have underestimated Wuji City!"
The elder of the mission changed the topic, "But do you think you can win?"
The other two players at the peak of Hedao beside them, knowing that they were defeated, were bracing themselves to move forward.
"Don't go up there, it's all for nothing!"
As he spoke, the elder of the delegation looked at an old man beside him. This old man looked like a bamboo pole, standing in the arena, looking thin and long. He was wearing a gray robe, with a long and thin face on it.
On the top, the whole person looks like an ancient well.
"The little scholar has met his opponent!" The old blind man smiled slightly, "This thin bamboo pole is the famous plague god-Yue Shigao!"
"What? You mean Yue Shigao, the big devil who stirred up the world decades ago?" Zhu Wuji and Shenwei Hou were shocked!
This god of plague, Yue Shigao, was a nuisance to the martial arts 30 or 40 years ago. He was raped and robbed, and he committed all kinds of evil. The righteous people in the world have long wanted to get rid of him!
However, this guy's cultivation level was too high, and every time he failed to eliminate the harm, he was harmed instead. Then until twenty years ago, it was rumored that two old men from the South China Sea and the North Pole would make a special trip to destroy him. As a result, this god of plague was like
It's like disappearing, disappearing into thin air.
Now, this guy actually appears here.
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Appearing here means that he represents imperial power and royal enshrinement. Could it be said that the reason why this guy disappeared is because he was absorbed by this royal person!? Who has such great ability to make this generation of plague gods obey
Submissive?
The old blind man stroked his beard and whispered, others didn't know Yue Shigao's cultivation, but they couldn't escape their own eyes.
Yue Shigao's cultivation in the past was unfathomable. He had reached the high level of Mahayana twenty years ago and was almost as good as himself. But twenty years later, it seems that there has been no obvious progress.
Maybe, during this period of disappearance, there is a possibility that the existence will experience a decline in realm. Such a big devil does not have absolute strength, and not everyone can conquer it.
If someone were to conquer them, who would they be? According to what is known, only two old men, one from the south and one from the north, could possibly achieve absolute crushing in terms of strength.
And Feng Buer's cultivation level has just reached the intermediate level of Mahayana after experiencing Chen Luo's real fire body and soul refining! Feng Buer himself is also a martial arts wizard, and he is surrounded by experts and has domineering kung fu.
It cannot be underestimated either.
From this point of view, the difference between one and the other is not so obvious anymore! On the surface, there is a small difference between the two, but in fact, Feng Buer is still capable of fighting.
The old blind man's heart was like a bright mirror, and he had already analyzed the situation between the two in a blink of an eye.
Chen Luo obviously also saw the horror of Yue Shigao, and he was also worried about Feng Buer.
Feng Buer naturally felt the pressure from the other party. He put away his slap and looked solemnly at the thin bamboo pole in front of him that seemed to come out of the coffin.
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"Wonderful! The person who should have died twenty years ago appears again!" Feng Buer said calmly.
Yue Shigao Gujing Wubo looked at Feng Buer with two dry eyes, "If you can recognize me, you must not be an unknown person! Tell me your name, and I will not kill the unknown person!"
"Both each other! You, Master Feng, may not be around for a long time, so I will use you to prove the truth today!" As he spoke, the blood in Feng Buer's body surged, and his momentum skyrocketed!
Yue Shigao didn't talk nonsense, but gently stretched out his hand to grab, and saw ripples in the void. The big withered black hand suddenly grew bigger, facing Feng Buer, and grabbed Feng Buer head-on!
Simple and crude!
Feng Buer did not move, but once again waved his signature - Feng's big slap. This time, Feng Buer did not hold back any force, and the spiritual power in his body poured into his arm, facing Yue Shigao's palm.
Clap it with one palm.
There was a loud sound of "duang——"!
In the center of the venue, a huge storm center suddenly appeared, centered on the two people, and spreading in all directions.
The soldiers standing in the front row were swept up by the storm and fell back like withered grass.
"Eh - there were a few moments," Yue Shigao snorted coldly and closed his eyes.
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"You're not bad either!" Feng Buer responded.
"Come again!"
"Come again!"
The two of them each shouted secretly.
Experts compete with each other, but sometimes they are so unreasonable!
Knowing the opponent's strength, this time, neither of them spared any effort. Feng Buer's right hand was a palm and his left hand was a fist.
Yue Shigao also fired with both palms!
"Boom -" There was another loud noise on the battlefield, and then the two men heard a muffled groan! A touch of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that both of them had suffered internal injuries!
The result is that they are evenly matched again!
The old blind man expected it to be true. He stroked his beard and smiled. It seemed that Yue Shigao's cultivation had indeed declined. Otherwise, no matter how strong Feng Buer was, he would not be able to challenge the high-level Mahayana with the intermediate-level Mahayana!
"It seems that in this battle, the young scholar still has a chance to fight!" Old Man Chen and Taoist Priest Xuanzhen also saw the signs! In terms of combat power, of course, it also depends on Feng Buer's fighting age and his level of cultivation.
tall people.
"It would be great if we could take the opportunity to get rid of this plague god!" Zhu Wuji lowered his head and said to Shenwei Hou.
"This is not the time! This Yue Shigao is now an elder in the mission. The two sides are competing and cannot take lives at will!" Shenwei Hou shook his head helplessly!
Chen Luo stood next to him and saw that the power of this intermediate Mahayana was indeed different from what he had faced before!
Feng Buer wiped the blood from his mouth, clenched his fists, and looked up to the sky and screamed!
"It's great! I have two brushes for you!" Feng Buer has not had such an experience for a long time.
The Vajra Palm was raised again, and he faced Yue Shigao with another palm strike, which was overwhelming.
The third palm!
Yue Shigao waved his palm to greet him! The strength of their palms did not decrease but increased!
Click——
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"Okay, then let's continue to see the real chapter!" After speaking, the envoy lowered his head and whispered a few words. A short and thin old man walked out of the envoy team. The old man held a long cigarette bag in his mouth and looked at the group of people indifferently.
People on the sidelines!
Beginner of Mahayana! Chen Luo could see this person's cultivation level at a glance! Looking at his age and the weapons he used, the person in front of him should be a veteran of the martial arts!
On Zhu Wuji's side, Marquis Shenwei stood up and wanted to move forward. Chen Luo held him down and said, "Marquis Shenwei, please be patient. Let me do the next battle!"
"That's fine!" Lord Shenwei nodded, knowing Chen Luo's strength and cultivation!
Chen Luo stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and walked slowly to the center of the arena!
"Haha - King Wuji has no one! Send a stinky Hedao-level boy here!" The elder of the mission couldn't help but mock!
The short and thin old man on the field also looked at Chen Luo with a look of disdain! As if it was an insult to himself!
Chen Luo was not angry, but smiled slightly.
"Let me evaluate the quality of this person sent by the city of gods!" Chen Luo pointed at the short, thin old man!
"Just you?" The short and thin old man puffed out a puff of smoke, "Baby, I think you are young and ignorant, so get down quickly!"
Chen Luo didn't answer, but put one hand behind his back and stretched out the other hand forward!
"Please--" Chen Luo made a gesture of asking!
"Young people don't bully old people. Today I will give you a left hand!" Chen Luo said in an astonishing way!
"Pfft--" The tea that the leader of the mission had just taken into his mouth spat out in one gulp.
"You, a boy in the Hedao realm, want to give someone in the Mahayana realm a left hand? Hahahahahahahahahahaha-" This seems to be the best joke today.
"Since your boy is so confident, Brother Leng Zhuo, teach this boy how to behave for me. He likes to talk big, which is not good!" The elder of the delegation ignored you. Since you want to die, I will never stop you.
The short and thin elder named Leng Zhuo put away his pipe, slashed horizontally with one hand, and struck Chen Luo with a light palm. This palm only used 50% of his strength!
"Hmph——" Chen Luo ignored it, clenched his palm into a fist, and shook it hard!
"Bang——" sound.
A thin body has actually flown into the air, together with a long and heavy pipe rod!
The short and thin old man never dreamed that this was the first and last punch. The fight was over before he even exerted his full strength!
Too careless! Unfortunately, it’s too late!
The short and thin old man's face turned red. He felt that his body was no longer in control and he could only let his body fall. Fortunately, someone from the mission stepped forward to catch him!
