Over Wanxian Mountain.

At this time, even the four immortals of Zhengyi and Quanzhen who were in the other two battles couldn't help but glance at the young man in the Taoist robe who stopped opposite Wang Chongyang.

Mrs. Wei of the Shangqing Dynasty and Mrs. Donghua Lu, who were at the door, shook inexplicably in their hearts at this time.

The forces of the Dao Song Dynasty, Zhengyi Longhu Mountain, Quanzhen Nanzong and other forces who were secretly observing this battle from all sides were all shocked at this moment.

They all couldn't believe that the person who saved the two patriarchs of Qingcheng was Chen Xixiang, who was the same son.

Qiu Chuji and the others' minds were shaking and trembling.

"This kind of cultivation speed, is it human......

On the contrary, they looked at their master, and once again firmly believed that the decision of themselves and others to ask their master to come out was extremely correct.

This kind of monster must not be left behind, and it will be a real sorrow!

Call~

"The Tao is like a wheel, the cycle goes back and forth, thousands of years ago it was Zhang Tianshi who ruled the world's Taoism, and Zhengyi was respected, and then Zhong Lu preached, and I Quanzhen Lu Zu ordered the Taoist jungle, so that the world did not respect Quanzhen, and now it is a reincarnation, and Zhengyi really has a person like you again."

After Wang Chongyang saw that Chen Xixiang had saved the two ancestors, after a momentary change in his heart, he cleaned up his mood and turned into a gloomy sigh:

"But am I really destined to be lonely again, I don't believe in the poor way."

He shook his head.

There was a strong personal confidence in the words.

There is an invisible momentum to go against the general trend, recreate the world, and grasp the luck of the world.

"Master ......"

Qiu Chuji and others were in a stirring mood.

This is their master, a scholar who has already called his ancestor his ancestor.

A person who has the confidence to open up a new path of his own Quanzhen Sect under the All-Truth Dao led by Zhang Ziyang, a great immortal of the Thirteen Realms.

He was originally going to be an All-True Sect Master who could be on par with Zhang Ziyang, not a subordinate faction of the All-True Dao.

This can be seen from the fact that he combed through the inheritance of the Quanzhen Sect and said that he was directly passed on by the second ancestor of Zhong Lu, not Zhang Ziyang's Quanzhen thought.

How could such a Taoist conclude that his All-True Dao system could not flourish because of a vision?

Chen Xixiang's voice was faint: "Don't talk nonsense, since this is the fighting method you took the initiative to propose, let's take the fist!" ”

The rules of this fight are simple.

Whoever loses, submits and joins the other faction.

If he didn't come, there would be no Qingcheng in the world after Qingcheng lost, but when he came, there would be no Zhongnanshan Quanzhen Sect, Tianxian Sect, and Louguan Sect in this world.

After Chen Xixiang spit out a crisp and neat sentence, he took nine steps in the void, opened his sleeves, probed forward with five fingers, and then suddenly pinched in the void.

Rumble!!

In an instant, the blood and qi all over his body exploded, and a fist mark blasted towards Wang Chongyang!

With the habit he had cultivated in the past worlds, he used to speak after the fight!

Wang Chongyang's realm cultivation was far beyond that of ordinary Ten Realm Immortals, but with the strength accumulated by Chen Xixiang's multiple worlds, although his mana was only the quality of the Nine Realms, he was still full of confidence.

It does not belong to any of the Taiji diagram, Taixu Tower, Taishi Bell, or reincarnation.

It seems that there is only one punch, but in it is the condensation of the essence of various boxing techniques absorbed by Chen Xixiang across the worlds!

As this fist swept through, all the colors, smells, and rays of light between the void of heaven and earth were taken away from it, and it became dim.

The mighty will of fist will flow endlessly, like a big river across the sky.

The masters who paid attention to the shadows were shocked:

"This, fist intent into rivers, I have never heard of mana turning into rivers, there are still people in the world who can evolve the surging feeling of rivers with their will, how is this practice!"

As a Dao Song Heaven and Earth monk who only cultivates mana, the essence of Chen Xixiang's fist intent is like seeing a ghost.

It's hard to imagine that if a person can evolve a river with just his will, then if he adds true qi and transforms and fuses to form mana, then how terrifying the quality of this mana will be!

"What a genius!"

The scene reflected in Wang Chongyang's eyes under this punch was only a fist that was getting bigger and bigger.

His gaze was indifferent, and he stretched out a hand and gently pushed it out in front of him.

It was the move he had made before against the two great ancestors of Qingcheng with one enemy and two enemies.

Rumble!

A white jade-like palm descended from the sky again, and the power of the law on it was intertwined, and the sound of chanting and singing could be faintly heard coming from the palm.

Whew!

The palm of his hand pushed it horizontally, and the air flow of more than ten miles in the sky above the entire Wanxian Mountain was slapped by one palm, like a wave, and quickly hit Chen Xixiang's fist!

Boom Boom Boom !!

The sound of the collision was like rolling thunder and vibrations!

Click~~

The stripes of the magic stripes on the palm of his hand shattered, and the fist intent on Chen Xixiang's fist print also melted inch by inch, and was shattered by the shock.

Two earth-shattering waves swept out.

The airflow over Wanxian Mountain had been stirred into a mess, surging in all directions, and the space could not stop collapsing.

The chaotic aura became manic here in an instant, and the air flow was originally flowing, but the next moment it was swept up by the incomparable force that came over, and the mountain peaks below were shattered.

The collision of the two people's fists turned the void here into a turbulent current.

"That young man can really compete with Wang Chongyang! This kind of cultivation speed! It's really a demon! ”

The Great Song Prince on the Luoyang Pavilion looked at the battle situation, and his eyes narrowed to a point.

Wang Chongyang's own far surpassed the same realm, and the strength of suppressing the two immortals in the same realm for nine days had already surprised him, and now this young Taoist who had been killed in the sky was still able to be equal to Wang Chongyang in the first battle.

……

In the other place, this is the junction of the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom.

A handsome general in a white robe and a young man with a hammer were also watching the battle in one way.

The white-robed handsome general's eyes were like lightning, staring at Chen Xixiang on Wanxian Mountain, and his heart was solemn: "This person's physical body ......"

It was as if he had discovered some earth-shattering detail.

……

After the punch, Chen Xixiang saw Wang Chongyang easily take his punch, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Take my second punch!"

The arm under the sleeve robe suddenly raised, the blood qi and acupuncture points in the body, as well as the power of the divine soul, the three road systems belonging to other worlds exploded instantly!

Airplanes!!!

In an instant, an alarm rose in Wang Chongyang's heart, and he inexplicably felt a crisis.

Immediately after, I saw Chen Xi's fingers like five peaks on the palm of his hand forked out, pinching out a pagoda look!

With this pinch, the hundred miles of space in all directions here seemed to be filled with the pagoda in his palm, and then he held it in the palm of his hand.

All the people who witnessed this punch felt that they and the famous mountains and rivers here, everything was pinched in the palm of that one's palm, dominating all life and death, and the void was disillusioned.

The fist print contains a strong and powerful true meaning that encompasses the universe.

With the roar of more than 300 acupuncture points in Chen Xixiang's body, between the alternation of true qi and divine soul, an indescribable terrifying power brewed between the fists!

Between Chen Xixiang's steps, he stepped vertically, was behind his fist, and struck straight away.

Call!!

A punch, in an instant, in a seemingly slow, but unparalleled speed.

His whole person appeared by Wang Chongyang's side.

A punch smashed into Wang Chongyang's heart!

Puff puff puff ~~~

In an instant, an unsupportable moan came from the body protection Fagang in front of him, and layers were pierced.

Under the integration of the three forces that fused Chen Xixiang's second step of innate peak from now on.

The Taixu Tower, shattering all the foundations, the void was shattered, the vitality was broken, and Wang Chongyang's body protection mana was instantly beaten into powder by a punch.

The fist wind pierced Wang Chongyang's clothes and robes, destroying it inch by inch!

A moment in 10,000.

"It's been a long time since I've been an immortal!!"

Wang Chongyang's thoughts turned, and between the flying of his sleeves and robes, his hands were like dragon claws, and lightning flew out from under his ribs.

In an instant, thousands of blows were thrown towards the fist in front of him, hitting the fist that hit his chest one after another!

Bang! Bang! Bang!! Bang bang!!

Only in the first time he took over, Wang Chongyang felt a concussive force that shattered his own flesh and blood coming from the opponent's fist, and the concussive arms were filled with blood mist, followed by thousands of collisions......

Every time the fists and claws collided, the flesh and blood shook thousands of times behind them.

The concussive and cracking force that came from Chen Xixiang's fist spread and shattered into his internal organs by contacting and colliding with his fist arm.

He suddenly changed color.

Whoa~~~~~

There was a dense muffled sound of flesh and blood colliding in the sky, and wisps of blood mist quickly spread out from between the collision of the two people's fists, and between the lightning flashes, a bright red sky was formed.

"That's, whose blood?"

Huang Shunzhi was shocked and lost his voice.

Zhang Daobin was equally shocked.

Bang!

Suddenly, a sound of flesh and blood splattered from the sky,

I saw a figure flying upside down from the sky like a meteorite, with a clear bloody fist mark on his chest.

It is Wang Chongyang!

"Master!"

"What? That's impossible! ”

Qiu Chuji and the others shook their faces at the foot of Wanxian Mountain, and they roared one after another.

……

And after Wang Chongyang was approached by Chen Xixiang's body, he collided thousands of times and punched him in the chest, and the scene of defeat fell in the eyes of the handsome general at the junction of Jin and Song, which made his heart shake:

"Although there are always monks in the world who speculate about the physical body, there is still a longer way to go after the fifth realm mud pill brain, but in the case that the thirteen realms immortal system has been perfected, no one takes the initiative to explore the unfamiliar physical body realm, I didn't expect that this Chen Xixiang's physical body ......."

At that moment just now, he collided with Wang Chongyang's fists and claws, and between the fists and fists of the flesh, he suddenly saw that Chen Xixiang had achieved the level of being able to compete with mana with his physical body alone.

That is to say, excluding his own mana, his physical body has also reached the level of the ninth realm!

And Wang Chongyang's physical body is only in the fifth realm.

Therefore, after a close collision and Chen Xixiang tore away the mana on his body, Wang Chongyang was completely defeated in the flesh!