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The plague man thought for a moment and nodded: "Everyone has their own path to follow, and your idea is correct. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, keep going!" The mad monk fought wildly, "You attacked just now, and now it's me." ”

After speaking, the mad monk shouted, the golden fist slowly became larger, and a huge fist image was like a small mountain, many people felt the oppression, and unconsciously began to retreat to the back, it was Yang Yu, that was also two steps back, this can be regarded as standing firm.

Above the sea, the horror is as if the heavens and the earth have collapsed.

Martial artists who don't have spiritual sense can see nothing now, but just looking at this momentum is enough to shock anyone.

The warrior arrived curious, and the gap was very large.

Between heaven-level martial artists, at the same time, the middle stage of the heaven-level level, but the strong ones can single-handedly fight the late heaven-level stage, and the weak ones may only be able to deal with the heaven-level junior, which may not be nothing, and when it comes to god-level martial artists, the realm does not mean anything.

A powerful god-level martial artist, even if it is only in the early stage, it can kill the middle stage like cutting vegetables, and it can also fight head-on with the later stage.

Yang Yu knows that he is a powerful god-level martial artist, Dugu is definitely one, for Dugu's strength to seek defeat, although it is only the early stage, but it can kill the middle stage of the god level in seconds, and the late stage of the heaven level is undefeated.

Others, like Ip Man Immortal and the like, are just a breakthrough, and they have basically reached the level of Dugu seeking defeat, but if they fight with all their might, it will definitely be better for Dugu to seek defeat, but Dugu Nine Swords is not something that Ip Man Immortal can be low-grade.

Of course, this is just Yang Yu's speculation.

Besides, it is Li Yuandao, his father-in-law, is definitely a god-level martial artist against the sky, just by breaking through, he can chase and kill Yuan Gangtian all over the world, thinking about it, he feels awesome, and when he uses that kind of swordsmanship, even Zou Peng will be defeated. That's pretty telling.

……

The sea is stirring, and the battle is escalating.

From time to time, you can see the glittering golden fists, and from time to time, you can also see the spatial ripples, and the two of them have no weapons, and now they happen to be on par.

Thirty minutes passed, and the surrounding sea calmed down.

Because of the madness of the two, the entire sea was full of dead fish, and these fish were more shocked to death by the fists of the two, and the strength reached its peak, only a trace of overflow. That can also hurt people invisibly.

"Stinky monk. You're definitely not doing your best. "The pestilence man was angry.

Many people heard this. They were all a little stunned, could this mad monk still retain his strength, wouldn't it be so terrifying!

"How did you find out?" The mad monk frowned, and as soon as he said this. It is undoubtedly an admission that he did not give it his all.

"Nonsense, the two of us have fought more than 10,000 times, what strength do you have, I still don't know if you have been attacking, and although you have been attacking just now, it has been in moderation, I don't know what you are covering, but you can control your attacks as you like, you are obviously much stronger than me." The Plague Man's tone was direct. Seems to be a little angry.

"Yes, I did have a breakthrough in heavy dà." The mad monk thought for a while, and his eyes were a little solemn, "We are best friends, and I don't want to make a breakthrough because of me." If you feel embarrassed, it's just a matter of discussion, and that's it. ”

", I want to see your true strength right now." The plague man was dissatisfied.

As soon as the plague man's voice fell, the surroundings had already begun to commotion.

"Mad monk, mad master, you just come up with your strongest attack, we want to see it too."

"Mad Master, I'm a big fan of yours, use the strongest attack quickly, it's best to blow up the plague man, don't let him come out and harm people again in the future."

……

"You just make a move, I'll see." The plague man's eyes were solemn, and he was really curious about what realm the mad monk had reached.

"Good!" The mad monk did not disappoint, he looked at the shore, with a gesture of his hand, a true yuan was triggered, and then a small grass unconsciously appeared in his hand, holding this small grass, he seemed to be pondering something.

"What are you ......" the plague man didn't quite understand.

"When the power reaches its peak, a piece of grass can chop the heavens and the earth." The mad monk said, the grass in his hand seemed to be different.

"It's as light as it gets!" Yang Yu said in a lost voice, the plague people have definitely reached this realm, and at this time, many martial artists who cultivate qi have dreamed of the realm, but they didn't expect to be done by the mad monk.

"Okay, hurry up and make a move, I can't wait." The plague man was actually excited, he looked at the mad monk, and seemed to be even more excited than the mad monk.

The mad monk nodded, this was the first time he had used this move since he entered another realm, and he was really not sure how powerful it was.

Xiaocao has become extremely hard, the mad monk finally made a move, he held Xiaocao, seemed to have a sword in his hand, and with a slight stroke, it seemed to travel through time and space, everyone was stunned, and the surrounding world became heavy.

The space began to shatter inch by inch, the space was turbulent, and the surrounding sunlight was swallowed, as if in an instant, a radius of hundreds of zhang had entered the night, and Yang Yu felt it carefully, and even the spiritual sense he released was cut off.

The sea surface was surging, and the sea seemed to be split in two, looking downward, this power actually reached a depth of five thousand meters under the sea, and a hill under the sea was directly divided into two.

A terrifying blow, a terrifying scene, the surroundings were quiet, everyone held their breath and stared, as long as they were not stupid, they knew that this blow definitely exceeded the peak of the late god-level stage.

"Half-saint, mad monk is half-saint, my God, there is a half-saint, it's terrifying, this is definitely the most sensational thing in martial arts this year."

"Amazing, it's amazing, it's just a little grass, and it can exert such a big power, I kind of believe in the legend of Pangu opening the world."

……

Yang Yu didn't speak, but he didn't want to say in his heart that he was not surprised, it was definitely fake, this move of the mad monk was not a sword qi and sword qi, it was a simple power attack, but this simple power was incomparable.

Sanctification by strength is indeed possible with strength.

"Are you alright?" The mad monk looked at the sea.

"It's okay, I was just taken aback by you, this trick is really terrifying, if it really hits me, most of them will see Hades." The plague man still has palpitations, he is really frightened by the mad monk.

"Cultivate well, what you comprehend is the artistic conception of space, this is the strongest among more than a dozen famous artistic conceptions, if you can rely on this artistic conception to reach the realm of a semi-saint, you are definitely not weaker than me." The mad monk thought for a moment.

"Of course, since I have cultivated, I will definitely choose the strongest artistic conception to cultivate, and I will not look at who my plague Dao person is, it is destined to become a saint-level martial artist." The plague man seems to have a thick skin.

Yang Yu didn't feel a little secretly laughing, you can blow it, if you want to become a saint-level martial artist, you can become a half-saint first, and there are many people who think with Yang Yu, in their opinion, the plague man is a broom star, a big plague god, if he becomes a saint-level martial artist, wouldn't it be unlucky all over the world?

The battle was over, and many god-level martial artists quietly retreated, and those heaven-level martial artists and earth-level martial artists also went back when they found that there was no more fun to watch.

Yang Yu returned to his residence.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned, how did these two people come to him, was there a mistake, he found that it was the mad monk and the plague man who lived in his residence.

"Plague Protector, aren't you in the wrong place?" Yang Yu was very depressed.

"Hehe, I'm very happy that the stinky monk is here today, so I invited him to find a place to sit, think about it, it seems that only you are the most suitable here." The plague man smiled faintly, this was definitely not accidental.

"Yang Zhangjiao, don't you welcome me?" The mad monk smiled slightly.

"If my seniors can come to me, I am naturally welcome." Yang Yu had to smile bitterly, but he was still very happy to be able to make friends with the plague people.

Make?

Yang Yu was stunned, he seemed to understand something, the plague man brought the mad monk here, it is estimated that he knew it for himself, thinking of the good intentions of the plague man, he was a little moved.

"Yang Yu, you girl, the stinky monk has a very high status in Shaolin, didn't you offend the Temple of the Gods, don't you pull a backer to block it first, do you want to find death? Don't tell me that you Haotian Sect has saint-level martial artists, you must know that at a critical time, distant water cannot quench your thirst. The Plague Man spoke.

Hearing the voice of the plague man, this made Yang Yu even more ashamed of himself, sure enough, it was really funny that a qiē was for himself.

Thinking of this, Yang Yu was not stingy, and took out his collection of sword fairy fish snacks, and then took out the remaining dozens of spirit fairy fruits, and finally took out the plague man, and took out two pots of treasured wine.

"The kid is good, I heard that you have a bit of a contradiction with a few of our Shaolin monks, don't be afraid, I will support you in the back, as long as you don't kill you, it's fine." The mad monk opened his mouth and said that he didn't care that he was from Shaolin at all.

Yang Yu was very depressed, if the group of monks in Shaolin heard this, I don't know if they would come over and chop the mad monks, this girl's cultivation to Shaolin's martial arts, she didn't care so much about the Shaolin disciples, and her arms and legs were turned outward too hard.

"Stinky monk, it's not interesting for you to be in Shaolin, if you don't come out and join me, let's all join the Haotian faction, it's definitely another beautiful talk." The plague man opened his mouth and said another sentence that scared people to death.

The mad monk pondered for a moment: "Forget it, how is Shaolin also a place for me to practice, and it is very kind to me, although I can't get used to that group of monks, but in fact, I am also a monk, whether I want to or not, I am now labeled as Shaolin." ”

Yang Yu was dumbfounded, death is not the wrong way for him to open it, how can the mad monk not look like a Shaolin person at all, and the plague man is not bad, he actually coaxed the mad monk to jump ship, what kind of joke is this, damn it, Yang Yu felt that he was going crazy. (To be continued)