"I'm going to fight you!"

Nan Fist's face was firm, a strong man who had reached such a level in martial arts would not give up because of Wu Liang's refusal, even if it was Wu Liang who he wanted to challenge.

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Do you think I can't help you?" ”

"Make a move!"

Nanquan is concise and full of fighting spirit, for him, the relics are not as strong as the strong, especially the strong ones who can provoke his fighting spirit.

Wu Liang's face became cold, and sometimes he was fearless when he challenged a strong person who was stronger than himself, and sometimes he was stupid.

Nanquan is a half-step Sanhua, equivalent to a half-step Jindan, he is just the late stage of foundation building, but he is the foundation of the immortal realm, not the same!

Challenge yourself who was once an immortal, this is looking for death!

"Are you sure?"

The bleak tone was full of awe-inspiring and murderous intent, and the surrounding onlookers felt cold.

Several Grandmaster powerhouses also subconsciously took a step back, they couldn't mess with a half-step three-flower powerhouse like Nanquan, and they couldn't mess with Wu Liang, who could repel Nanquan.

Feeling Wu Liang's might, Nanquan's face gradually became solemn.

Looking at Wu Liang's smiling face, he took a long breath and said in a deep voice: "Martial arts are difficult, the old man broke through the innate at the age of thirty, and became a grandmaster at the age of fifty, and now there are five out of eighty, and the grandmaster has not tasted a defeat since the grandmaster!" ”

"Now that the old man has a glimpse of the realm of Sanhua, the warriors in the world are even more invincible, and you are the only one who can make the old man shoot!"

Nanquan's words spread slowly, it was not pride, but the heart of invincible martial arts.

He was already at the pinnacle of martial arts, and the grandmaster was not enough for him to make a move. He wants to challenge the stronger, he wants to sharpen his martial arts, and he wants to advance to the supreme!

Several Grandmasters' faces turned red when they heard this. But no one refuted, Nanquan was already standing at the top of the grandmaster, and they were not opponents.

The corners of Wu Liang's mouth twitched for a moment, what an invincible opponent in the world, just half a step and three flowers, this old ghost is too proud.

Self-confidence does not mean that you can be arrogant, since there are three flowers above the grandmaster. That must mean that someone has reached this realm, and a grandmaster in Nanquan who has just peeped at Sanhua dares to say that the world is invincible and is not afraid to laugh off his big teeth.

The original glimmer of praise dissipated as Nan Fist's words dissipated, and Wu Liang's face was cold.

"Since you're looking for death. Then he will fulfill you! ”

"Khooth!"

The black long sword made a sonorous sound, and the tip of the sword was straight into the fist, if you think that Wu Liang would fight hard with his fist, it would be wrong.

Entering the ruins cannot be changed, and the aura is thin. In Nanquan, it is not worth Wu Liang's consumption of immortal power.

"Since you are in the name of Nanquan. Then let me see how hard your fists really are! ”

Wu Liang's voice fell, and the long sword slammed towards the southern fist, there were no fancy moves, only indomitable momentum and killing power.

"Good!"

Nanquan shouted violently, and actually used his fist to meet the long sword.

Sonor!

The fists and swords intersected, making a steely clashing sound.

Nanquan's feet sank deep into the earth, his eyes were red, and blood was slowly dripping from his fists.

Even so, Nanquan did not shy away from Wu Liang's murderous gaze. Laughed wildly: "Come again, today the old man borrowed your hand to set foot in Sanhua." The achievement is supreme! ”

"Arrogance!"

Wu Liang snorted lightly, and without giving Nanquan a chance to breathe, he slashed down with another sword.

Nanquan roared angrily and avoided Wu Liang's sword, and his feet rose into the air with force, shooting straight towards Wu Liang, just now Wu Liang came down with a sword, he already knew that there was no chance of winning today.

Having been a master for decades, Nanquan has absolute self-confidence, as long as he is close to himself, Wu Liang is by no means his opponent!

Only by defeating such an opponent, or even killing such an opponent, can he go one step further and become a true supreme powerhouse.

"Humph! I thought you were invincible in close combat! ”

originally thought that he had accepted his current identity, but now Wu Liang found out that the pride of the immortal has the pride of the immortal, and he wants to convince the heart of Nanquan's defeat!

The long sword in his hand shot out and sank deep into the boulder, Wu Liang did not dodge or dodge, and met the southern fist with one punch.

"Blow you up!"

Wu Liang roared violently, did not use the slightest immortal power, and attacked the southern fist with the power of his body.

Boom Boom!

The two exchanged dozens of punches in an instant, splashing stones, Wu Liang did not dodge or dodge, his footsteps were sonorous and powerful, and he forced Nanquan into a dead corner step by step.

And the southern fist was knocked back a few steps with each punch, and it was only after retreating for dozens of meters that it finally couldn't bear the snort and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was shocked, the two had only been fighting for three or five minutes now, and the situation was so distinct.

Even if Wu Liang repelled Nanquan with one punch when he appeared, they didn't dare to imagine a head-on attack, fist to fist, Nanquan completely fell into the disadvantage, and there was no power to resist at all.

Terrible, terrible!

Nanquan is a supreme powerhouse who is about to surpass the grandmaster to reach another great realm, such a strong man is beaten by someone and has no power to fight back, is Wu Liang already a real supreme powerhouse?

The horror of everyone couldn't stop Wu Liang's madness, he was furious, once upon a time, a martial artist who was not even a Jin Dan dared to challenge himself!

He plays the world, and his indifference does not mean that he can be used as a stepping stone.

Nanquan wants to use his hand to sharpen his martial arts, and he stepped into Sanhua in one fell swoop, which is simply ridiculous, and no one can use him as a stepping stone.

He doesn't care whether the martial arts are the darlings of the heavens, whether the immortal dao is really completely declining, all he cares about is his own one-third of an acre, and no matter how strong the heart of the martial arts of Nanquan is, he can't be moved.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several punches hit Nanquan's body in succession, his skin and flesh were open, his blood sprayed wildly, and everyone was bloodless.

No one could have imagined that the number one powerhouse in Huaxia, who had just been supreme, would be so miserable and defeated.

……

"It's a pity that Nanquan has found the wrong opponent."

Liu Wuchen sighed faintly, looking at Wu Liang's gaze was extremely complicated, did Wu Liang really go all out to defeat him with one punch that day?

At the helm of the Linhai Society, which had been silent from the beginning, an old man who seemed to be on the verge of death slowly spoke up: "Nanquan has stood at the top for too long, and he has forgotten the majesty of the supreme powerhouse for a long time. ”

"The supreme powerhouse......"

Everyone was bitter, and the old man was talking about Nanquan. And it's not about them.

The seven great masters of China dominate one side and cut the land as the king. The territory is closed, how could they have thought that one day they would be trampled under the feet of others.

Yes, step on your feet!

……

Bang!

Nanquan's sandbags fell to the ground like a heavy blow, and blood stained the ground red.

Unbelievable, I can't believe it, Nanquan's eyes are extremely complicated, and he said with difficulty: "I'm defeated?" ”

Wu Liang's face was grim. said lightly: "If you don't accept it, then come on!" ”

"Nope! The old man is about to gather Sanhua, and he is the strongest man in the world. No way! ”

Nanquan burst out, half a step and three flowers, and his body had been baptized by the power of heaven and earth, and Wu Liang could hit him hard with the power of his body. But they couldn't kill him easily.

"Hmph. Frog at the bottom of the well! What if the three flowers gather at the top! ”

Wu Liang sneered, and slashed at the southern fist with one palm, if the southern fist really condensed the three flowers, he would still be afraid of three points, but now the southern fist dared to provoke him without even condensing the flower of the people, it was simply looking for death.

Regardless of whether Nanquan was meant to challenge or sharpen his martial arts, Wu Liang would never allow such a thing to happen, and the ant-like characters also wanted to use him as a whetstone, wishful thinking!

Click!

The violent southern fist flew upside down. The bones of the whole body are broken inch by inch, and the blood is thrown into the sky.

"Ahem...... Who the hell are you! Nanquan struggled to look up. Looking at Wu Liang, this is not a three-flower gathering, absolutely not!

The half-step Sanhua's southern fist, the tenacious vitality even Wu Liang has to look sideways.

He just opened his immortal body and didn't spare his hand, even if he didn't kill this guy, he still had the strength to speak, is the vitality of a martial artist so strong?

Wu Liang's brows furrowed slightly, Nanquan is as strong as Si, what about the real Sanhua powerhouse?

Martial arts has become a system, is there no realm above the three flowers?

The original meaning of contempt in my heart disappeared in an instant, the rules of heaven and earth changed, the immortal path declined, and the martial arts had risen.

Back then, the ant-like warriors really replaced the monks, and he may be the last monk in the world.

Wu Liang laughed self-deprecatingly, the immortal path is extinct, he is just an impostor, if he is not degraded to mortal dust, I am afraid that there will be no more monks on the earth.

For a while, Wu Liang was a little excited, what could he do if he defeated Nanquan, he was an immortal, his cultivation years far exceeded Nanquan, he had an immortal body in his body, and he was a half-immortal primordial god, so he couldn't kill Nanquan in a few moves, it was a shame.

He is still proud, what qualifications does he have to be proud.

Shaking his head, he didn't bother with Nanquan anymore, and withdrew the flying sword that had sunk into the boulder, Wu Liang stepped into the air and flew straight towards the wasteland behind everyone, and soon his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

……

"It's over?"

The martial artists who were still in shock came to their senses and looked at Wu Liang's back in a daze.

"Grandmaster Southern Fist defeated?"

"This ...... It can't be! ”

Everyone was shocked, the first place on the list, the Southern Fist Grandmaster who was rampant in the world was defeated, and the Southern Fist, which was about to break through the supreme realm, was defeated!

They don't understand what the Sanhua realm is, but above the grandmaster is the supreme powerhouse realm, such a strong man is a real legend, there has been no supreme powerhouse in the past hundred years, they dare not imagine that such a strong man will also be defeated.

Even if Nanquan didn't break through, even if Nanquan wasn't Sanhua, they still couldn't accept that Nanquan was so miserable.

Not to mention them, several great grandmasters are also depressed, and Nanquan is also a fiasco, what about them?

Everyone looked bitter, and it wasn't until Nanquan struggled to get up and meditate to heal that Hong Qingzhong shook his head and said: "The gap is too big, even if Nanquan is seriously injured, it is as powerful as a rainbow, not to mention Wu Liang." ”

"Well, don't talk about them, that's why that's it?"

As soon as Hu Jianyong finished saying this, Chen Jiyuan and the others exclaimed: "It's not good! Wu Liang has entered the ruins! ”

Only then did everyone remember the purpose of their gathering here, if the good things were really taken away by Wu Liang, it would be a shame to go home.

"Damn, didn't you say that if you don't open the ruins, no one will be able to get in?"

The faces of the two grandmasters of Hong Hu changed drastically, and they knew that the ruins of the Dao Dao could be opened without them, who still stood here like fools for a long time.

Chen Jiyuan and Tan Yiming looked at each other, how could this be possible, who could know better than them the difficulty of opening the ruins.

But the direction in which Wu Liang just disappeared was obviously the entrance to the ruins, could it be that person was really so strong? (To be continued......)