"Very good opponent!"

After fighting dozens of moves, Huang Shang's battle spirit boiled, and the purple thunder sword groaned, and he felt that his whole body was excited.

After the Great Grandmaster, how many people in the world are worthy of being his opponents?

I really don't even have five fingers!

And Chen Meng and Ning Daoqi are different.

Ning Daoqi is a plot character, and his cultivation is the martial arts of this world, and when he fights with that Taoist peak grandmaster, he can accumulate a lot of money, control the essence of heaven and earth, and be promoted to the great grandmaster.

Chen Meng is a reincarnation, although the strengthened is the ancient martial arts side, but it has nothing to do with the martial arts of this world.

This is indeed the right choice.

The reincarnators that Huang Shang has seen, except for the logistics reincarnation he met in the high-star area, he doesn't know the depths, and this Chen Meng should be the strongest.

This person's three martial arts, Changquan, Iron Cloth Shirt and Grass Flying, are not simply accumulated or fused into one, but the characteristics of each version of martial arts are extracted, spliced, and integrated.

The whole process is like stacking blocks, building up small blocks and climbing to a high place.

These martial arts building blocks will undoubtedly not level the rules, but are strange, and it is difficult to splice them together and accumulate them upwards, which can be imagined.

It takes not only talent, but also a long time and patience.

According to Huang Shang's thoughts, if you really have this time, what kind of high-level martial arts can't you learn, why give up the easy and the difficult?

But everyone has their own ambitions, Chen Meng has his own ideas, and he has indeed achieved great achievements.

And in Nan Chen's palace, Huang Shang transformed the vitality of Bian Ye's whole body, and under Mu Tianyi's heavenly magic force field, he hit it hard with one blow, which did not represent the strength or weakness of the heads-up, but only determined the biggest weakness of this person, his strength was too stable, and once he faced an attack that exceeded the upper limit, he had to rest.

That defeat also contributed to Chen Meng's determination to hit the four-star level, which led to today's battle.

When the first blow was tempted, Chen Meng found that he had already succumbed to the upper hand in absolute strength, and immediately took the opportunity to subdue the Kang Long Pill that had been prepared a long time ago.

This pill is rated as a three-star purple level, known as a strong yang energy, a dragon spirit and a tiger, and can greatly increase strength and durability after taking it.

After Chen Meng's gain from this pill, he finally shortened the gap between them and was really able to fight.

At this time, the two sides fought dozens of moves, and officially entered the white-hot stage, the pores around Chen Meng's body were angry, the power was boiling wildly, the rolling heaven and earth vitality poured into his body, his chest bulged, and a hundred punches burst out in an instant.

Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da!

These hundred fists don't talk about anything else, but if there is a substantial strength that tears through the air, it forms a clear sea of fists, and it blasts over with the momentum of shattering the sky and the earth.

Pure power.

Extreme power.

But this power can't do whatever it wants.

Huang Shang disappeared directly.

The heart of the sword is clear, and the body is integrated into the world.

No matter how fierce your fist is, it is just a drop in the ocean in the face of the vast world.

Chen Meng turned a blind eye and continued to punch.

One hundred punches!

Two hundred punches!

Three hundred punches!

Forced you out!

He has that qualification.

Because he is simply absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, rather than transforming the essence of heaven and earth.

If the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is the primary energy, the Heaven and Earth Essence is the intermediate energy, and the latter is the condensation and condensation of the former.

Since the Heaven and Earth Essence is condensed and condensed, the strength between the single moves will inevitably have a drag on speed, and there must also be a slight interval between the moves.

On the contrary, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi can be swayed at will, crazy in and out, but it is too destructive to the body.

But Chen Meng, who took Kang Long Dan, is qualified to bear it.

Four hundred punches!

Five hundred punches!

Six hundred punches!

With the sound of earth and stone crackling, he blasted out six rounds of fist sea.

This scene has become completely inhuman and has become a monster-like existence.

But Huang Shang still did not appear.

Following the sword heart of the clear body fusion of heaven and earth, he seamlessly changed into the illusion demon body method, the transformation of immortals and demons, and the two poles were one.

This is equally inhuman.

Be a person!

Chen Meng gritted his teeth and continued to punch.

Seven hundred punches!

Eight hundred punches!

Nine hundred......

He couldn't do nine hundred punches, because just when the eight hundred fist winds plowed the ground around him by three feet, his breath finally became instantly unstable.

He didn't even notice it, and continued to blast out the ninth wave of the sea of fists, but under the traction of the two qi, this fleeting flaw was clearly imprinted into Huang Shang's heart.

When the time comes, the edge is immediately displayed.

The Purple Thunder Sword tore through the air and turned into a bolt of lightning that stabbed Chen Meng's chest.

Where this sword passed, the overwhelming wind of the ninth wave of the fist sea was torn apart, destroying and decaying, and it was unstoppable.

It really didn't even take time to blink an eye, and the extreme sharpness reached the chest, just when Chen Meng's fist was old, the old power was exhausted, and the new force was not born.

If it was transcendental, Chen Meng could only use the grass to dodge, or use the iron cloth shirt to block, and fall into passivity, but at the moment, Chen Meng's fist subconsciously loosened, and naturally five fingers and claws, buckled the purple thunder sword that came from the chest.

Zheng!

The claw and sword clashed, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling spark, the suffering ground shook, and countless gravel flew from Chen Meng's feet, but his body did not move at all, regardless of the extremely sharp sword qi along his hand, he stepped forward and deceived his body, his five fingers were like hooks, and the lightning swept away, grabbing Huang Shang's wrist.

When he made this blow, Chen Meng's heart swelled with heartfelt joy.

He finally broke through the limits.

Chen Meng knows very well that his biggest flaw is that his strength is too stable, and there are no ups and downs.

This is determined by his way of practice.

Stacking up pieces of "building blocks" can certainly turn from weak to strong and lay a solid foundation, but it is also destined to be constant.

And now, he is starting to rise out of thin air.

This out of thin air is a symbol of complete detachment from the mundane.

"I see!"

Huang Shang also recorded Chen Meng's changes in his heart, and he was also blessed to his heart, and the purple thunder lightning was collected, and then the lightning struck out.

This collection flashed incredible, because Chen Meng's five fingers became claws, and the power used to clamp the purple thunder sword could not be broken free in a short period of time, but the purple thunder sword seemed to suddenly have a doppelganger, and it was instantly divided into two handles, one was obviously still buckled by Chen Meng in the five fingers, and the other was withdrawn by the trend, taking advantage of Chen Meng's right hand to take advantage of his flawlessness, stabbing to the chest.

If there are bystanders, you can find that Huang Shang at this time is also divided into two, one maintains a stalemate posture with Chen Meng, and the other slashes out a light and elegant, like a whimsical sword.

"Impossible! It's an illusion! ”

Between the lightning and flint, Chen Meng's left hand subconsciously tried to block it, but he couldn't block it at all, seeing that the Purple Thunder Sword was about to break through his chest, he had to make a choice.

Is it to free your right hand and block the second sword with both hands?

Or will it remain the same, still pinning down the first sword?

There was no time to think about it at all, Chen Meng believed in his right hand that accompanied him day and night, just in case, the iron cloth shirt was urging wildly, and the true qi was dissolved, and his chest was densely covered.

And then......

The second sword, with the artistic conception of crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, stabbed into his chest with a pop.

Just when the iron cloth shirt was broken, the severe pain hit, Chen Meng's eyes bulged angrily, and the five fingers of his right hand finally loosened slightly.

Suddenly, the first sword seemed to turn into a wisp of light smoke, breaking away from his Five Finger Mountain and directly integrating into the second sword, and the second sword increased in power, truly piercing the Gang Qi in his chest.

"It's still an illusion!"

"No, what is true and what is false?"

Chen Meng was annoyed, and immediately realized that it would be useless if he let go.

The other party has gone beyond the scope of illusion, the two swords of immortals and demons, the transformation of virtual and real, the same source is one, everything is real, and everything can be illusory!

"Life and death, void and reality, immortal and demon, is this the power of the immortal seal after the completion of the law?"

"The point is, I had a flash of inspiration and took advantage of the situation."

"In the transcendent process, it turns out that there is such a benefit......"

And Huang Shangshi displayed this divine sword, and he was shocked.

Because it's a wonderful feeling,

In the past, his moves were all exquisitely conceived, and then constantly refined and refined to achieve a complete combat effect, but this time, it was a kind of intuition that pushed him to use this sword.

To use a very figurative word, it is "epiphany".

This is also a transcendent benefit.

Push the limits! Epiphany self-created!

"I see!"

The two looked at each other, and they both understood a lot in their hearts.

And the battle is not over.

If he is replaced by another strong man and is stabbed into the chest by the Purple Thunder Sword, he will be severely injured if he does not die, and "Wild Thunder" Hezhe is the best example.

But Chen Meng's body was shocked, not only did the muscles at the injured area contract sharply, gripping the blade of the sword like iron tongs, but the iron cloth shirt also continued to turn into layers of qi, resisting Huang Shang's strength.

After being able to break through the limit, his solid foundation suddenly transformed into the most suitable change, enough to deal with any sudden scene, and the ten fingers of his hands were folded, and he blasted towards the sword body like lightning.

This lightning-like slash cut through the air in an instant, and the air in front of the palm didn't have time to be discharged, so it was densely compressed between square inches, forming two invisible blades that cut gold and jade, and cut them cross.

Boom! Boom!

Huang Shang made a judgment, the purple thunder sword brought out a puddle of blood, pulled it out, and fought with the two palms in no particular order, facing backwards in a dashing area, crossing an arc, and bursting out countless sword lights at dusk, as if the heavens and the earth had changed abruptly, and it was pouring rain!

Mangos! Sting! Clear and bright!

Three swords in unison!

The sword is like rain, and the complexity is boundless!

Chen Meng also realized that he couldn't keep up with Huang Shang's sword speed at all, so he simply didn't follow, clenched his fists, burst into a shout, did not retreat, but advanced, and took the initiative to crash into the meteor shower-like sword rain.

Countless sword qi flashed and began to cut his body, and the iron cloth shirt qi violently stirred like water waves, and a little fine blood beads began to gush out of his limbs and chests, and then he retracted strangely, and then burst out of fine qi again.

Under the pressure of life and death, the iron cloth shirt changed into a layer of blade armor, defending and counterattacking at the same time.

Chen Meng's extraordinary way is to make a breakthrough under the huge pressure of life and death.

This is one of the most common and dangerous ways.

It's common because too many protagonists do it.

The danger is because those who are not the protagonists have not been raised.

The reincarnation sits somewhere in between.

Because of the cards, they have the means to save their lives while taking huge risks.

Even if you fail, you won't be defeated, and you won't even have room to turn over.

It's all about creating the right opportunities.

One-on-one undisturbed confrontation is hard to find.

Therefore, Chen Meng cherished this hard-won opportunity incomparably, and his fighting spirit was raised to the extreme, and soon the iron cloth shirt made a clanging bell, and the sound of the sword hitting the metal armor forced the sword rain to dissipate.

"Good!"

Huang Shang admired in his heart.

He likes this kind of opponent.

If the king of guns tests the lower limit and avoids mistakes, Chen Meng tests the upper limit and verifies success.

It's hard to find!

That being the case......

The sword is out again!

War!!!

……

……

Just when the peerless war broke out in the east of Chang'an City, Jingyi Shitai rushed back to Jingnian Zen Temple and directly rang the bell in the square.

Not long after, the four great monks and the five grandmaster-level monks gathered over, listened to what Master Jingyi said, and immediately set off.

But when they reached the city gates, there was no one but a broken carriage that had long been moved aside.

Because the aura of fighting had long since dissipated, the monks had to search separately, and they had to avoid the officers and soldiers of the Northern Qi Dynasty one by one, which invisibly delayed a lot of time.

It was not until they finally heard the people talking about it, and they traveled all the way to the east of the city for more than ten miles, and then they arrived at the battlefield.

Hiss!

Liangqi-chan happily came out to play, and suddenly it didn't feel right, and his body involuntarily divided into ten lanes, and was sucked into his mouth by a group of hairless guys.

There is no love in life.

There is no way, this battlefield is too terrifying.

The devastation is not enough to explain, as if a small-scale natural disaster has just broken out here.

So, while inhaling the cool air, the monks and nuns began to check.

The more they looked at it, the more frightened they became, the strength of this destruction was simply not like that of mortals, not only the ground in a radius of hundreds of zhang was blasted out of large pits of different depths, the deepest was already half a person, and a lot of soil in it was even more tamped like solid iron, as well as Dao sword marks and bottomless holes.

The people who came were all grandmasters, and through the clues, they had already judged that one person made a sword, and the other person was barehanded, and in the breath they left, there was a little bit of the strange and exquisite true qi of the Demon Gate, as well as the ethereal Cihang sword qi.

Master Jingyi has already entrusted the sword code to Pei Ju along the way, and Pei Ju has also cultivated his own sword heart to know the clear realm, which further confirms the identities of the two.

It's a pity that the move restoration is impossible, and I don't know who wins and who loses......

"Here!"

But at this moment, Jing Yishi shouted too lowly, and the monks surrounded him, and saw that in the corner, there were two pieces of mud stained with blood, divided by a distance of several zhang.

Judging from the vaguely remaining breath in the blood, it was obviously left by two different people.

And there are only two meetings here.

Lose both?

The monks' faces showed compassion, and there was a faint hint of happiness.

Sure enough, only the Great Grandmaster can fight the Great Grandmaster, and in a battle with Pei Ju, even if Shi Zhixuan's demon was not seriously injured, he must have been injured a lot.

And the time before the battle was only ten days away, and in such a short time, it was almost impossible for him to recover from his injuries.

In the case of being injured, he fought an empty battle with the "holy monk" who had a hundred years of mystical skills, and the outcome was already doomed.

The common people are lucky! The common people are lucky!

At this moment, starting from Master Jingyi, all the monks shouted Buddha's name:

"Amitabha!"