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"Southern Fist Grandmaster!"

"It's so strong!"

Exclamations came from everyone's mouths, and several Grandmaster powerhouses also showed fear on their faces, this old guy seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Liu Wuchen and Hong Qingzhong, who bore the brunt of the attack, also changed their faces, showing a hint of flushing on their faces, and were quickly pressed down by the two.

"Nanquan, what do you mean?"

Liu Wuchen's face was gloomy, and his tone was unhappy, speaking of which, it was their side that suffered this time.

After all, the ruins were discovered by them, and now these bastards come to pick peaches, even if they are still so arrogant, this is contempt and provocation.

"Brother Wuchen, you and I have known each other for many years, why bother for this little thing...... Who! ”

Nanquan's face suddenly changed, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he hit it with a volley.

No one could have imagined that this dry old man's punch would explode with such great power, and even everyone thousands of kilometers away felt a tremor in the air, and the sound of explosions spread throughout the wasteland.

"It's kind of interesting!"

At the moment when Nanquan punched, the air suddenly fluctuated, and a figure stood in the air, appearing in front of everyone with extreme abruptness.

"Isn't it! And the Grandmaster is strong! ”

The onlookers exclaimed, flying through the air, no one except the grandmaster could do it.

Without waiting for everyone to wake up from the shock, the latecomers did not dodge or dodge, but also raised their fists to meet the south fist.

Bang!

A loud bang resounded through the wasteland, and Nanquan's face flushed. After retreating more than ten meters, the ground was trampled out of deep pits, and most of his legs fell into the mud.

Wu Liang's figure in mid-air shook. Although his face did not change, he was shocked in his heart.

"Oh my God! What kind of person is he, the Southern Fist Grandmaster was actually repulsed! ”

The entire wasteland was in an uproar, and there was a sound of inhalation, and the first grandmaster, the first strong Nanquan grandmaster in Huaxia, was actually repelled by a punch.

Ignoring the exclamations of those little martial artists, the corners of Wu Liang's mouth curled slightly. Exclaimed: "Interesting! It's rare for a martial artist to reach your level. ”

Wu Liang, who had a high opinion of himself, couldn't help but sigh that a martial artist who was regarded as garbage back then could actually come to such a point. No wonder the monks were eliminated.

Others had limited eyesight and couldn't see anything, but Wu Liang could feel the terrifying power hidden in this old man's body.

This is no longer the strength that a grandmaster can have, although it is not yet at the level of a Jindan monk, but it is equivalent to a half-step Jindan powerhouse.

He is the late stage of foundation building. But he has an immortal body. The Yuan Shen realm is also at the level of a half-immortal, although he didn't go all out just now, even if this is the case, the grandmaster doesn't want to repel him a step.

Nanquan can shake himself with one punch, even if it is not a realm above the grandmaster, it is only one step away from breaking through the grandmaster.

If Wu Liang was amazed, then Nanquan and the other grandmasters were shocked.

No one expected that this strong man who suddenly appeared would actually defeat Nanquan, a world-famous powerhouse for boxing, with fist to fist, which was terrifying, which was beyond their imagination of the grandmaster.

Could it be that the strong man has really become a cabbage in these years. It's incredible that just someone can clean up Nanquan by just coming out.

Others were shocked. Liu Wuchen was even more frightened, this guy is so strong!

When Wu Liang defeated him with one punch, although he guessed that Wu Liang might have reached the point of Nanquan, he didn't expect that even Nanquan was not Wu Liang's opponent.

"Wu Liang, it's you!"

"What? I didn't expect you to come here? Didn't the master tell you, this treasure is all the master's, do you think the master is joking with you? ”

The corners of Wu Liang's mouth curled slightly, glanced at the silent Nanquan, and said jokingly: "It seems that even if I don't come, this old man can clean you up, and the grandmaster will not be useful." ”

"You ......"

Liu Wuchen's face changed, but he recovered quickly, and said angrily: "Wu Liang, the old man admits that you are powerful, but if we don't open the ruins, you don't want to go in." ”

The Southern Fist is so strong that Wu Liang, who can repel the Southern Fist, will only be stronger, but Liu Wuchen is confident that if they don't open the ruins, none of the people present will want to enter the ruins.

Wu Liang scoffed at Liu Wuchen's words, a phantom killing array whose energy was about to run out, now that he had found a place, it was easy for him to open it.

This guy still dares to speak out, but he is lucky to find a way to live, this guy will not think that this phantom killing array is here and let it enter, you must know that the Dao formation is changing all the time.

Just because they were able to go in last time doesn't mean they can get in this time, and it's possible that the whole army will be wiped out if they don't get it.

However, Wu Liang didn't have the kindness to remind them, and said disappreciatively: "Whatever you want, if you don't open it, flash people as soon as possible, don't stop your master from getting rich." ”

"You...... Don't go too far! ”

"I said Lao Liu, don't look like someone owes you all day long, you have such a violent temper, be careful to have a son without an asshole." Wu Liang teased, and when he saw that Liu Wuchen had a tendency to explode, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Master, this is a golden and jade good word, if it weren't for your pitiful sake, do you think Ye would remind you?" ”

Liu Wuchen, who was still angry, was shocked, although Wu Liang said it was ugly, but he seemed to be a little out of state.

Looking for Tan Yiming's stubble before, and then looking for Hong Qingzhong's stubble, even Nanquan, a terrifying old ghost, seems to want to fight him once, and he is crazy.

Liu Wuchen let out a cold sweat, what happened to him just now.

Wu Liang casually mentioned that he didn't care about Liu Wuchen anymore, glanced at several other grandmasters, and saw that everyone's eyes were flickering, and couldn't help laughing: "Why, don't look at the master like this, the master doesn't like men, especially old men." ”

Wu Liang's ridicule failed to make everyone angry, even Hong Qingzhong, who had provoked Liu Wuchen before, was silent.

"Sect Master Wu, do you want to enter the ruins?"

Although the others didn't know Wu Liang, they could guess who this was, it was Chen Jiyuan who spoke, except for Liu Wuchen, he was the only one who saw Wu Liang last time.

"Nonsense, it's normal for the master to go in, and the old man has three points of hope when he goes in, as for you ......" Wu Liang sighed. Regardless of their ugly faces, they sneered and said, "You old guys may be able to save your life, but I'm afraid these congenital and acquired garbage will have to stop cooking." ”

"Trash?" The martial artists who followed behind several grandmasters were all old faces twitching. Most of them are congenital, and some people are even strong, and they are actually said to be rubbish.

The faces of everyone whose self-esteem was hit were not good-looking, but Wu Liang didn't care.

Not to mention innate, if Wu Liang hadn't been too lazy to provoke this group of hot-tempered guys, it would be normal for several grandmasters to be treated as garbage by him.

"Sect Master Wu, have you ever entered this ruin?"

It was Hu Jianyong, the head of the Hu family, who interjected. They don't dare to take the words of a strong man like Wu Liang as a joke.

Since Wu Liang felt that the Grandmaster had entered a life of nine deaths, then I am afraid that this was really the case.

Several great masters are proud of themselves, but being proud does not mean being stupid. Even Nanquan is not necessarily this opponent, and they don't dare to think about how high this strength's strength is.

Such strong people have come to explore this place, maybe this ruin has really reached the eighth or even ninth level.

Just as Hu Jianyong's words fell, Nanquan, who had been silent since he was repulsed, suddenly said: "You are not Sanhua!" ”

"Huh?"

"Three flowers gather at the top. The entrance is wide open. Angry bullfighting, visions, you don't! ”

Nanquan said to himself, his face gradually changed, and his eyes looking at Wu Liang were full of strangeness, and he said strangely: "What realm are you, the grandmaster is not the opponent of the old man!" ”

"Three flowers at the top? Is this the next realm of martial artists? Wu Liangliang muttered in his heart, the warriors of his era were eliminated. The monastic system prevailed, and the warriors did not enter the stream at all.

In that case. There are not many martial artists who have reached the innate realm, and it is even rarer after the congenital.

What grandmaster, Sanhua, didn't exist at all in his time, and even if a few people reached that level, no one would specifically open up a realm for them.

Since Nanquan said such words, it means that there are other realms above the grandmaster, and it means that the martial artists already have their own strength system.

No wonder this world is not suitable for monks now, it turns out that martial artists have occupied the protagonist of the cultivation system, interesting, really interesting, in just a thousand years, martial artists can actually expel the monk system and create their own power system, this is the darling of heaven and earth.

At that time, the cultivation civilization developed for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, to have such an achievement, but I didn't expect that it would eventually be replaced by martial artists.

Wu Liang didn't know what to say for a while, could it be that the end of the law era was to give the protagonist of heaven and earth to the martial artist?

Shaking his head, he didn't dare to imagine that the cultivation system was not so easy to extinction, the Heavenly Realm was still there, and so many world-famous powerhouses were still there.

No matter how fast the martial arts develop, no matter how fast the aura is exhausted, it is impossible to catch up with the cultivation civilization, and one earth does not represent anything.

Just as Wu Liang was pondering, Nanquan spoke up again: "The old man wants to fight with you!" ”

Wu Liang glanced at him inexplicably, and said angrily: "You are stupid to practice martial arts, why?" ”

"You are a strong man, and the old man is also a strong man who is about to condense the flower of people!"

"What! Nanquan, you have to condense the flower of people! ”

As soon as Nanquan's voice fell, several grandmasters were shocked.

The three flowers gather at the top, condense the three flowers of heaven, earth and man, the vitality is baptized by heaven and earth, the strength is incredible, the longevity is increased by a hundred years, and the road of transcendence and evolution is not comparable to the grandmaster at all.

This kind of strong man only exists in legends, and even a few grandmasters have only heard of it but have never seen a strong man of Sanhua, and Nanquan is about to reach that realm!

But soon everyone was shocked, Nanquan was about to condense Sanhua, what about Wu Liang?

What about Wu Liang, who repelled Nanquan with one punch?

They didn't dare to think that Nanquan had previously said that Wu Liang was not Sanhua, so what was he?

Surprised, afraid, and strange eyes converged on Wu Liang, this strong man who suddenly appeared, what is his origin, and what is the level of his strength?

Wu Liang touched his nose, your grandfather's, isn't it exploring the ruins, they all stared at the cow's eyes to see what the master was doing.

"Hey, hey, where are your eyes looking? Ye is not a three-flower warrior. Wu Liang pursed his lips, rolled his eyes and said: "Don't stare at it with big eyes, what kind of three-flowered master doesn't know what to do, this old man is crazy and he doesn't bother to take care of it, you don't go into the ruins?" (To be continued......)