The Sword of Humanity, Form 3, cannot help itself.
Facing this sword, Wang Yiwu had a completely different feeling.
Jiang Wang's sword stabbed him, and he felt in a daze that he was no longer himself, that his fist could not reach complete perfection, that his weapon could not be at its strongest, that his blood energy was even the slightest bit... Everything was lacking something.
, he can’t help himself!
The whole world seemed to be pushing him to do things he didn't want to do and things he couldn't do. It forced him to move forward, backward, and even left and right.
It is very similar to Chongxuan Sheng's direct Chongshu manipulation, but it is separated from the level of "force" and becomes the influence of "potential".
Asking in this world, who can be free?
Wang Yiwu almost roared, but he clenched his teeth. All the muscles in his body were pumping out strength, his blood was boiling, and his weapons were surging. He didn't believe it!
The mountains will come to stop them and break them into pieces. The rivers will come to stop them and cut off their rivers.
Nothing in heaven and earth can stop it.
He decides for himself and breaks everything with his fists.
The first time he performed martial arts on the school field, he defeated one against ten.
The first time the two armies rushed to fight, he fought bravely with blood, beheaded the general and captured the flag.
The master said that if he didn’t practice military strategy, he would never become a military god, but he said why should I follow your path!
As small as a peddler and a pawn, as large as a prince or general, no one in this world has an easy life, and no one has their own struggles. The world is like a frenzy, and I am drifting.
Rely on these fists to create an invincible path.
"I am Wang Yiwu, who is invincible in the same realm!"
He finally gritted his teeth, and in spite of all the "involuntary actions", he punched out again.
In all the "helplessness", struggle out of "freedom"!
Still a selfless killing punch.
But it is no longer Jiang Mengxiong's selfless killing fist, but a selfless killing fist that belongs exclusively to Wang Yiwu.
Carrying out his faith and determination.
This punch was so powerful that even the space seemed to be retreating wherever it went.
At this moment, Jiang Wang's sword stabbed lightly.
This sword is obviously light and fluttery, and it seems so weak and even "weak".
But he penetrated Wang Yiwu's punches.
All lights and shadows calmed down.
Wang Yiwu still maintained the posture of punching, and the tip of his sword was exposed above his fist.
That water is like autumn water, it’s Sauvignon Blanc!
Sauvignon Blanc penetrated his fist, penetrated through the gap between his index finger and middle finger, penetrated his palm, and emerged from the back of his hand. In an instant, blood flowed like water.
Jiang Wang held the sword and let out his first roar.
"Who is the number one Tamron!"
Wang Yiwu pursed his lips. The pierced fist seemed to feel no pain, and it seemed that he was not the one who was losing blood.
His fingers were still clenched so tightly, still clenched into a firm fist.
He still sends his fist forward!
The punch was penetrated but did not dissipate.
At this moment, it suddenly burst out. Like a wave coming back, it swept over again. It was stronger and more violent than before.
Obviously the Sauvignon Blanc should be stabbed deeper and deeper, so Wang Yiwu's entire arm should be cut open directly along this wound.
But the tip of the sword is retreating.
Jiang Wang had tried his best to move forward, but his sword was still moving backwards. He was forced backwards by the violent punch!
In the process of retreating, the blade of the sword and the finger bones made a tooth-aching friction sound.
Neither Jiang Wang nor Wang Yiwu had any fluctuation in their eyes.
This brief collision had come to an end. There was a loud bang, and Sauvignon Blanc's entire sword was blown away. Jiang Wang's entire body was also blown away with a punch!
Before being blasted away from the door of "Menghua", Jiang Wang stopped flying upside down, forced himself to swallow the blood that surged into his throat, and shot back again.
Another sword that cannot be controlled!
He promised Zhongxuansheng that if he tried to kill Wang Yiwu, he would never give him a chance to breathe.
Never stop for a moment, never stop with one sword strike.
Suddenly the sword arrived.
Faced with this terrifying sword, Wang Yiwu still did not choose to evade. He even raised his fist that was pierced by the hole again and confronted Jiang Wang again.
Only this time, blood surged from his fist, and a majestic weapon rose up.
This punch expanded at an alarming speed.
The soldiers surged and condensed into various images. Some were soldiers, some were cavalry, some were archers, or some were shield guards...
One punch can lead to a thousand troops!
This punch was so powerful, Jiang Wang's eyes became more and more confident!
Wang Yiwu did not choose to fight directly with the Selfless Killing Fist again. Whether it was because his injured fist could no longer bear such a confrontation, or whether he judged that the Selfless Killing Fist could not block the involuntary sword, he was
Retreating!
At least at this moment, facing Jiang Wang who was in the same realm, he had lost his belief in "invincibility"!
And this is the beginning of the tilt of the balance of victory and defeat!
Jiang Wang kept going in again and again.
Sauvignon Blanc ran into the thousands of soldiers transformed by Bingsha without any hesitation. A flash of frost briefly separated the surging soldiers.
Cut it down with one sword, and a thousand armies will conquer the enemy!
In this short "passage" separated by soldiers and demons, Jiang Wang and Wang Yiwu faced each other.
"Who is the best Tenglong in the world!"
He shouted angrily again.
I still remember the first time I met Wang Yiwu in the secret realm of Tianfu. This man regarded all the masters of the same realm present as nothing. Whether it was Chong Xuan Sheng, Li Longchuan, Xu Xiangqian, or Jiang Wang.
But today, the one who is pressing forward step by step and being aggressive has been replaced by Jiang Wang, and the two sides are in different positions.
He moved his sword forward from the "passage" that was opened. The sword was as powerful as a dragon, and he slashed out three swords in succession. The old general was old and the famous man was in ruins. He couldn't help himself!
Wang Yiwu's face was expressionless, and his left hand opened and closed suddenly.
The chopped soldiers gathered together again, and he struck forward with his right fist!
Jiang Wang was surrounded by rolling soldiers and was knocked back by this punch.
He chose to give up the possibility of winning with this punch, which cost a huge amount of military strength and determination, and only used it to "repel". Just like what he said to Chongxuan Sheng before, he only wanted to repel, but
Not defeated!
The surging soldiers pushed Jiang Wang back.
Suddenly a sword light exploded, and the billowing soldiers dispersed instantly.
Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand, hovering in the air, facing Wang Yiwu from a distance.
Only then did Wang Yiwu loosen his fist, relax his fingers, and hang them by his side.
The bleeding had stopped long ago, but the wound that penetrated the back of the hand was so clear and terrifying.
"You have indeed gone further in the Tenglong Realm." He said this.
Arrogant as he was, he admitted defeat!
He admitted that Jiang Wang was the best in the world at the Tenglong realm.
From Youmai, Zhoutian, and then to Tongtian.
His path to invincibility was ended in the Soaring Dragon Realm!
"But I figured out a problem." He said.
"I shouldn't be afraid of short-term failure, because what I pursue is long-term invincibility!"
In such words, Wang Yiwu clenched his fist again.
"Thank you for granting me a defeat so that I can achieve perfection."
His long hair flew automatically without any wind.
"To express my gratitude, I jumped to the inner palace for you!"
