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Xiongba, who has only been in the rivers and lakes for decades, has a respected identity, and naturally has not tried it with others for many years, or there is no one who is worthy of his personal shot. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the Wèn Aishang Novel Network biquge.info) Even the biggest battle to destroy Wushuang City a few years ago was only fought by the two of Fengyun. However, when Wang Zongchao came, both of them did not return in a different place because they were attacked by the Sword Saint and others, so Qin Shuang also went out to find the two junior disciples, and they were not in the Tianshan Main Altar.

And in the first floor of the world, although the twelve Tianchi killers who escaped from the sword of the Sword Saint were hidden, but the Xiongba did not trust them completely, so he naturally would not fight with them to try their moves, in case they would discover their martial arts background. In this way, no matter how diligent and pendeficence the heroes are, no matter how subtle their moves are, they will inevitably lack the actual combat tempering on the front line of life and death, and no matter the combat awareness, on-the-spot response, or crisis induction, they are all one layer worse. Previously, Wang Zongchao's main defense was that he had not yet violently this obvious defect, but at this time, once Wang Zongchao had begun to adapt to his moves and launched a counterattack, he began to show embarrassment.

But after all, he was also a character who came from the sea of corpses and blood when he was young, and after a period of adaptation, he began to find a little bit of the feeling he had back then, although he was still at a disadvantage, but he was gradually able to recover a few percent of the situation.

Wang Zongchao still maintains his skills at the same level as his opponent, and he can clearly see that his opponent's eyes are still calm and sharp, not just struggling to support, but looking for an opportunity to win with one blow, and he has not exhausted his stunts. So he was looking forward to it and had been patiently waiting for the other party to show a wonderful reversal.

It seems that because his strength is beginning to be exhausted, "the attack and the weakness of Wang Zongchao's life gate cannot be found, and the male nose has now tried to avoid hard contact with Wang Zongchao, and his body continues to wander around Wang Zongchao. The faster and faster it swirled, it instantly pulled the surrounding air current, and suddenly turned into an invisible whirlpool, which seemed to contain a powerful and incomparable suction, making Wang Zongchao's clothes and soup rattle, and his feet couldn't help but shift.

For a while, countless fluttering snow huā and frost on the ground were also swept by the whirlwind, covering the body of the male tyrant" and turned into a frost sword and snow sword, and attacked Wang Zongchao Zhou up and down with overwhelming momentum, which is the fourth form of the wind god tui, "Wind Scroll Building Remnant".

It is not the first time that Xiongba has performed this style, Wang Zongchao has already broken the method, and at the moment he embraced his arms, swirled with his palms, and pulled out a vortex that was exactly opposite to the whirlpool outside, expanding outward, and the two opposing whirlpools collided to cancel out the "whirlwind suddenly dissolved, and exploded into countless chaotic air currents.

But the wind and snow are still around, and the thick clouds and mist around them melt together, permeating the surroundings, confusing the public, and there is no trace of the hero.

"It's the "Yunlai Wonderland" of the cloud palm, and it is also the strongest form that the clouds will meet!" Wang Zongchao's spirit perked up, and for a moment he felt that the aura of the tyrant was permeating the surroundings with the surging clouds, as if he had turned into a boundless sea of clouds, everywhere. In all directions for a while, no matter the scenery or the sense of space and distance, it has become chaotic and unclear, as if the fairyland is separated, ethereal and changing, the clouds are treacherous, and it is ghostly and longing, murderous and dangerous.

Even with the third-order murderous aura induction of the gene lock, he could only feel that the murderous aura was coming from all directions, and he could not capture the exact location of the hero. Unlike Xuan Kui and Saito Ichi, who can confuse the Heavenly Machine Shielding Induction for a long time after forming a formation, the qi chaos caused by this move "Yunlai Wonderland" is actually only for a moment, but for a martial artist, this is enough.

Wang Zongchao waited intently, and suddenly saw that the clouds were becoming more and more surging and weird, and suddenly the clouds changed, turning into a hideous fanged beast, and devoured him.

In the "Three Uniques", "Tianshuang" and "Paiyun" Wang Zongchao had already made a breakthrough for this, and immediately punched out, and a chilling cold of the spine-piercing vertebral muscles suddenly rolled outward, and the surrounding clouds condensed into ice, turning into a burst Xiaoice of small hailstones and falling to the ground, and a layer of thicker and thicker ice quickly appeared on the ground.

At this moment, Wang Zongchao only shook slightly, this shaking was so slight that ordinary people could not notice it at all, but he suddenly realized something with extremely keen awareness.

However, at this moment, the opponent's all-out powerful blow has arrived.

If the previous sea of clouds is ethereal and boundless, if there is nothing, but at this time, the sea of clouds seems to have turned into a substantial existence, suddenly surging clouds, clouds like soldiers, melancholy clouds and deserts, miserable fog, rolling down!

For a while, it was like "black clouds crushing the city". Under the pressure of a collapse, the trunks of several old pines and cypresses not far away were bent over, and the Grad rattled, and even the farther one, the "first floor in the world" was also crushed by this inexplicable force!

Wang Zongchao's figure rushed forward quickly, and at the same time as he lifted the tui, a large area of the ground under his feet cracked, collapsed violently, and rolled straight down to the cliff that was thousands of feet deep below!

It turned out that before this, Xiongba had used Yin Rou's internal force to secretly crack the ground in a large area where Wang Zongchao was standing, and used the "Yunlai Wonderland" to lead Wang Zongchao to the edge of the cliff unconsciously, so he unknowingly laid a lore trap. Naturally, he would never allow Wang Zongchao to escape from death.

"Death to juniors!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, the black mist crushed the surrounding objects, carrying flying sand and stones, converging into a deep pitch black, desperate and suffocating torrent towards Wang Zongchao.

The viscous and rich, lingering miserable atmosphere has long been wrapped in all directions like an iron bucket, so that Wang Zongchao has no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

The boundless melancholy, the intense cruelty, in a quiet and silent suffocation, with the all-pervasive palm power of the male tyrant, penetrated and impacted directly into Wang Zongchao's heart.

This is the twelfth style of the cloud palm, and even the strongest formula that has not been passed on by the clouds, "angry clouds are bleak"!

The wear and tear of the power of the male tyrant is actually far less powerful than what he has seen, the forbearance that has been all the time, as well as the internal force that has been accumulated for a long time, all exploded in this formula, through the boundless sea of clouds, there seems to be a faint image of heaven and man induction, and the power suddenly reached an unprecedented terrifying Cheng dù. Just like the anger of the heavens, the wind and clouds are changing, and they want to knock Wang Zongchao from heaven to the mortal dust.

Wang Zongchao had his back to the cliff at this time, and his foothold was collapsing, so even if his skills were two or three times stronger than Xiongba, after taking this move, he would definitely inevitably be shaken off the cliff.

A person in a tank can withstand heavy artillery bombardment, but if a tank falls from a height of 10 meters, even if the external impact of the tank's armor may not be worse than that of the heavy artillery, the people inside will have to die, and the fragile parts inside the tank will inevitably be damaged and the tank will be scrapped. Because when falling to the ground from a high altitude, the entire object has to bear huge instantaneous kinetic energy regardless of inside and outside, and no matter how strong the armor is, it is useless.

Therefore, even if the true qi of the innate master's body protection can resist the heavy blow of the stele and crack the stone, and even the invulnerability of swords and guns, the water and fire are not injured, but from a height of 10,000 zhang, it is often either dead or injured. Just because the human body is complex, it is difficult for the internal force to protect the inside and outside of the body, every internal organ, meridian, and even the brain.

Since Xiongba found that his attack was difficult to cause damage to Wang Zongchao, he also had a poisonous plan in his heart. In Xiongba's opinion, if he broke out with all his strength, the "gloomy clouds" could bring slight internal injuries to Wang Zongchao, even if it was only a temporary surge of qi and blood, then Wang Zongchao could almost be called certain death if he fell off the cliff without being able to lift his qi and lighten his body!

Xiongba didn't know that Wang Zongchao had already used the hundredfold gravity in the high-tech training ground to train every part of his body inside and outside the body to be impeccable, and he didn't know that Wang Zongchao was a celestial who could float in the air and fly to the sky. And Wang Zongchao never thought of winning with heavenly and human-level abilities. He will win, and only by equal skill with the Tyrant.

I saw Wang Zongchao's hands in nine circles in an instant, and the palm of his hand suddenly brought eighteen rounds of constantly trembling circular light, like a ripple composed of brilliance, covering the male tyrant and even the surging black clouds one by one.

Xiongba suddenly felt that the thunderous palms seemed to hit the abyss of the universe, completely empty, and he knew that something was wrong, and he saw that the overwhelming black clouds were driven by a whirlwind, and they were thrown between Wang Zongchao's palms, forming a black ball that shrank smaller and smaller.

This is the "Buddha's embrace" of the palm of the gods, but the way of its power transfer and traction is involved, and it involves the "great shift of Qiankun" and the "immortal seal method" and even some exchanges with the non-void not long ago, on the use of power, it is simply a wonderful peak. This was the only way to take this move perfectly with the same strength as the Male Tyrant, and it didn't even make the swaying mountain rock under his feet shake in the slightest.

The gloomy clouds around it were all gone, and the sky that was originally covered by dark clouds suddenly bloomed with scorching light.

Under the clear sky, I saw Wang Zongchao raise his arms unhurriedly, put out his palm, and pushed back the black ball that had shrunk into a very small ball, and slapped it on Xiongba.

There was no earth-shattering eruption, and there was no unbelievable destruction. This palm was an understatement, and there was no sound when it slapped on the male bully.

At this time, the gloomy clouds were gone, and the miserable fog was all dispersed, but the male bully's face became extremely bleak, and his figure staggered back, and his steps staggered. Wang Zongchao also walked forward with his steps. The ground on which the two had just left suddenly collapsed, and countless earth and stones rolled towards the cliff and fell, and then submerged into the sea of clouds, and the huge crashing sound of rumbling thunder echoed repeatedly among the mountains for a long time.

"The gang leader is defeated." Wang Zongchao said indifferently, he was just recounting a fact that could not be denied, but it would definitely cause a huge shock in the martial arts.

"The helper has just made a move, and it seems to be the strongest style of the legendary cloud palm" The clouds are bleak, but they are really majestic and extraordinary. But it seems to me that what the helper is doing is not as good as the name of 1 gloomy clouds.

1 "Sorrowful clouds" should be based on "sorrowful, and miserable", two extreme emotions driven by peerless tricks. In addition to the loneliness of the high place, how can there be "sorrow," miserable, and suffering? The "sorrow" and "misery" of this trick do not seem to come from the heart of the helper!

Wang Zongchao has "Please God**", and he has already seen this trick, and there is a strong foreign affection and resentment blessing in "Gloomy Clouds". In fact, the blessing of "Please God**" is fine, but the key is that the hero itself is not right, "sorrowful" and, "miserable" unforgettable in-depth feelings and understandings, which makes this trick tangible and boneless.

Through the induction of residual feelings and resentment, he can even "see" the fragment of Xiongba's cultivation and "gloomy clouds": in order to realize, "sorrowful" and "miserable", he ordered the gang to capture many innocent villagers and take them to the first floor of the world, and behead the head of the family in front of their families.

Blood, splattered from every man who screamed for the sky......

Tears of grief flowed from the eyes of every woman and child who would become orphans and widows, and from the helpless cries of everyone to be slaughtered......

It is through the blood sacrifices of countless innocent people, and by feeling the sorrow and suffering of countless poor people, that Xiongba gradually understands this style, "gloomy clouds and bleak" tricks. A little girl cried and knelt down to plead with him, he casually tried to make a move with his palm, under the shroud of palm power, the little girl's whole body was twisted and shattered, and the blood was mixed with tears, spilling all over every corner of the first floor of the world, which was unbearable............

After a pause, Wang Zongchao sneered again: "Lack of heartfelt "sorrow", and "miserable, it's okay, but this trick's "light, what about the word? The gang leader is ambitious, domineering, and regards human life as a mustard, but from this trick Guzhong's original intention, he has gone through a lot of sorrows, and finally Yu said that he would give up, and the inadvertent "light" is simply worse than 108,000 miles?

When Wang Zongchao spoke, Xiongba was silent, and after a while, he suddenly spoke: "You...... Who the hell is it?"

With this opening, his face turned to ashes, and then blood began to pass from his ears, eyes,

The mouth and nose oozed out, at first it was just oozing, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a blowout, which was terrifying.

At this time, the surrounding clouds were all gone, and the male lord could finally see that the cloud pillar generated by Wang Zongchao's previous display of strength had not yet dispersed, and it was still standing in the heavens and the earth, spinning endlessly, but the edge was slightly blurred!

This unbelievable scene shocked and hit him even more than his fiasco, so that he could no longer restrain Wang Zongchao's palm power into his body.

This palm is equivalent to giving back all the power of the "gloomy clouds" with all his might, and it also explodes from the inside to the outside under extreme compression, which is far beyond the upper limit of the Xiong Ba itself. At this time, once it erupts, the hero will definitely be blown up to pieces, and there will not be even a slightly intact bone left.

But at this moment, Wang Zongchao once again slapped his palm and pressed it on Xiongba.

The golden qi veins emitted by Wang Zongchao's palm expanded infinitely, following the meridians in the Xiongba's body, and the "gloomy clouds" and "qi" that began to run wild, together with the Xiongba's own skills, swept away the suppression bit by bit, gradually forced back, and finally all of them were subsumed into the dantian, and they were firmly blocked and imprisoned on all sides.

In this way, although Xiongba temporarily eliminated the power of exploding the body, "but the true qi in the dantian was no longer able to gather and play, and he did not refine the body, and failed to use the true qi, that is, an ordinary person who had no martial arts at all."

"Okay, male gang leader, still the previous gambling contract, please also tell me all the "three uniques, the key to one move and one style, and even" three points to return to the vitality. Although Wang Zongchao said, "Please", his tone was all commanding, and he reminded: "I hope that the helper will not have the intention of tampering with the mantra, with my martial arts level, I may not be able to practice some martial arts if you practice them yourself." Besides, I can also go to your disciple and daughter for verification!"

Xiongba's expression changed, but soon he changed to a happy and convinced expression, bowed to the ground towards Wang Zongchao, and sighed: "Zhongzhou Martial God, as expected, is worthy of his name, a few words, straight to the point, and even better than Xiong's hard training for ten years." Now that I have been completely convinced, "Now that Xiong is a little unlearned, in front of the martial god, what is the need to hide it? Naturally, he knows everything! If he reads and comments a little, it will be a great blessing!"

"Okay, what a hero" Wang Zongchao just laughed, just looking at the groveling Xiongba at this time, compared with the previous domineering boundlessness, how can the two of them be judged?

Therefore, he was not polite to the other party, and continued to make demands: "Since the male gang leader has been defeated, if the Sword Saint comes in three days, it will naturally be up to me to fight." I have nowhere to live these days, so why don't I borrow the first floor in the world in front of me?"

Xiongba smiled bitterly: "Xiong has been defeated, so he naturally has no shame to continue to live here" The first floor of the world.

If the martial god does not dislike the rudiness of this building, he can live here for a long time, and if he wants to do it, Xiong will do it. ”

Wang Zongchao nodded, and asked again, "Tianshuang Fist", "Paiyun Palm", "Fengshen Tui" and the key to "Three Points Return to Vitality", after speculating and verifying that it was correct, let Xiongba retreat by himself. And he himself seemed to have become the lord of this place, and slowly walked into the first floor of the world.

"This building is really extraordinary...... "Stepping into the first floor of the world, the carved dragon jade can be seen everywhere,

Pillars and luxuries are left aside for the time being, but what makes Wang Zongchao more concerned is the general trend of the people's hearts entrusted by this building.

In the past 20 years, this building can be regarded as a holy place of martial arts, a symbol of the peak of the hegemon, and the thoughts of all the people in it are no less than the temple idols of a medium-sized sect. Naturally, there are also many grievances and sorrows of the victims.

On the side of the throne of the tyrant, a sword alone on a weapon rack caught Wang Zongchao's attention.

That sword, the sword is three feet nine inches long, the hilt is gold, the blade is nearly twice as wide as the ordinary Qingfeng sword, somewhat similar to the Western two-handed sword, more fierce, the whole sword is filled with a hundred battles of might, and the awe of competing with the sky, sharp and vigorous!

"It's the Peerless Sword of the Juggernaut!"

There was almost no need to look at it visually, just by sensing the sword qi, Wang Zongchao could make it clear that this sword was the object of the Sword Saint.

This sword is sharp and incomparable, can break the stone and break the gold, and the blowing can be broken, and it was originally the treasure of the unparalleled town city. Four days ago, the Sword Master used this sword as a battle book to invite Xiongba to fight.

"The sword is a divine soldier, and the man is a sword master, but it's a pity that ......"

Wang Zongchao knew that under the peerless sword art of the Sword Saint, even if it was an ordinary sword, it was enough to cut gold and break iron, open mountains and rocks without damaging the blade at all, just like a knife in Musashi's hand. However, there are already twenty-one gaps in the blade of this sword, which proves that the Sword Saint's twenty-one style Holy Spirit Sword Technique has been cleanly broken by someone. @。

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