Two figures as fast as lightning, vast and shocking fists, vibrating and filling the entire sword pool.

All the masters of the rivers and lakes present, one of them counted as one, and they all widened their eyes, almost looking at the battle between the two.

For the entire martial arts, there has not been a fight at this level for many years.

Even if you don't have this ability today, you will be blessed to get that peerless sword.

It's worth the trip to see such a level of fighting.

"Good! It's really good! It's been a long time since I've had a fight like this. In the laughter, the male tyrant who was shocked by the strength of the fist and retreated slightly rushed forward again.

There are so many masters in the rivers and lakes, he will never allow him to lose in the hands of this kid.

Unless, he becomes a dead body.

"It seems that in today's fight, between you and me, there can only be one who will get out of here alive." Knowing the mentality of the hero, Wei Wuji made a move, even more violent and ruthless.

The punch slashed through the air, pushing the air currents, and finally turned into two extremely powerful tornadoes.

There is a master of the rivers and lakes, who was a little careless, and was injured by the strength of the two fighting.

In an instant, his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and he didn't even have time to scream before he was beaten into a complete coma.

"Not good! Be careful, don't get too close. With a shout, Zhong Mei made a lightning move, and an iron chain passed through the edge of the storm, pulling out the master who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground.

He is now only seriously injured and on the ground, and there is still hope for treatment.

If Zhong Mei didn't care about him, or delayed for another second, this person would have to be stirred into minced meat by the strength of that inhuman fight.

"What a great martial arts! What a terrible power! "The terrifying momentum, terrifying power, and many masters of the rivers and lakes who were fighting each other, while being deterred, were constantly retreating for their own safety.

This level of hand-to-hand combat is indeed not necessarily seen in a lifetime.

But in order to watch a duel of masters, put your own life into it, isn't this thing a little too fast?

"By the way, when will we be able to practice to this level?" This is quite envious, jealous and hateful, if there is such a martial arts, no matter how big and dangerous this river and lake is, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"As far as I can estimate, it's almost fine tonight." A word that sounded, seemed serious.

"Yo! When did you still have such a skill? "They are all old friends who have known each other for many years, and who still doesn't know whose details.

"What kind of skill is this? I'm telling you, it's not that hard at all. Wait for this duel, there is a result. Wait until the peerless sword finds its owner. Then you hurry out of the village and find a more comfortable hotel······"

"And then?" With a slightly strange face, I can already roughly guess what this guy meant.

But I couldn't help but ask subconsciously.

"It's up to you. If you want to be clean and comfortable, you can take a hot shower first······"

"Alright, no need. If you don't want me to kick you into the eye of the storm, be quiet. "I can't complain, I really can't complain.

Isn't it just a dream, as for talking about it, it's trouble.

To tell you the truth, if it weren't for this place, it wouldn't be suitable.

If he was afraid that after lying down, he would never be able to get up again, but he could do it now.

This scene seems to be quite funny.

It is completely inconsistent with most of the masters of the rivers and lakes, as usual with the cold image.

But that's really what life really is.

Master? What happened to the masters?

You have to eat, drink, and sleep in the same way.

"Sword Demon, what do you want to do?" Sword Greed took a step and stood in front of the Sword Demon, Lady Ao, and Aotian.

"This is the territory of Baijian Villa, we can do whatever we want, there is no need to report it to others, right?" Aotian stared at Jian Greed quite stubbornly.

This is the first time since he has grown up that he has really felt the cruelty of martial arts.

It's really cruel and humiliating.

"Humph! I can't see it, he wants to be a dog. The Sword Demon sneered.

"Although Lao Tzu is a little greedy, it is undeniable that Lao Tzu is also a person who has kindness and will repay it." For the taunt of the sword demon, the sword greed was not furious.

With a guy like the Sword Demon, too much care.

Apparently the brain made the donkey kick.

He just needs to look at this guy from the Sword Demon and not use any shady means in secret.

The sword is greedy for this person, greed is formed, and all kinds of bad things can be done.

But there is one point, which is still worth taking.

That's the Thanksgiving Diagram.

If you have received a favor from others, whether you want it or not, you have to pay it back.

This is also the reason why Wei Wuji is willing to give Jian Greedy a Blood Bodhi.

Although Blood Bodhi is of little value to Wei Wuji.

But if it's given to an ungrateful fellow, it's better to feed it to a dog.

"You will take the old man's trick again - three points to return to the vitality!" was punched by Wei Wuji again, and he flew back dozens of meters.

was already a little embarrassed, and it was difficult to support this kind of long-lasting attrition battle, so he decided to amplify his moves.

What the hell is this little bastard, what the hell is fists made of. Under a few punches, his rather strong body was beaten, and there were bursts of unbearable stinging.

If he continued to fight like this, Xiongba couldn't help but wonder if he could be beaten to the point that his body and bones were falling apart.

Even if the bones of the body do not fall apart, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not leave any dark wounds that are difficult to make up for and heal.

Therefore, Xiongba decided to extend and avoid shortcomings, and won with the profound skills he had accumulated over the decades.

The hardness of punches and kicks beyond the normal state may be a cultivated talent since childhood.

He didn't believe that this kid could accumulate a strong cultivation that was the same as him at his age.

"If the male gang leader has this intention, how dare the kid not fulfill it?" As soon as Xiongba made a move, Wei Wuji roughly guessed what he wanted to do.

So in Xiongba's slightly uneasy smile, a strong cultivation based on the innate vitality in the womb, like a volcano that had been silent for many years, suddenly erupted.

In an instant, it can be said that the earth shook the mountains.

"You······ That's impossible! Hero's eyes widened and he roared.

This child cultivation, this child coercion, has obviously crossed the level of the great grandmaster, and has entered the acquired return to the innate nature, the next step is to condense the martial arts true yuan, condense the martial arts yuan god.

He has been cultivating for decades, but he has only just stepped into this threshold.

How old is this kid.

Compared with this kid, at his age, he really lives to a dog.

Kill! The eyes of the male dominate erupted with a killing machine of more than two thousand!

This rabbit cub must not be allowed to leave the Worship Sword Villa alive today.

Otherwise, his decades of operation will inevitably fail.

"It's so powerful, it's so profound internal cultivation!" Jian Chen was also quite shocked, he only knew before that Wei Wuji's sword path had reached an extremely terrifying realm.

I didn't expect this accumulation of internal strength to be so appalling and profound.

"It makes sense." Broken Waves didn't have any surprised looks.

Not to mention, since Wei Wuji taught him Taijiquan, he has been slowly and leisurely every day, raising his fists and kicking his legs, but he can pull the immeasurable heaven and earth vitality into his body, condense the essence of the essence, and turn it into cultivation.

Unconsciously, his current cultivation was about to catch up with the sum of all his previous efforts.

"Palm out of the mix! Heaven and earth return to the source! With Wei Wuji's understated palm, the immeasurable vitality was pulled, and behind Wei Wuji, a monstrous giant hand was formed.

From a distance, that huge palm seemed to hold the entire Sword Worship Mountain Villa in his hand.

"Not good!" With Wei Wuji's palm launched, before it touched the Male Hegemony Vitality Bomb, the devastating depression made the eyelids of the masters watching the battle jump vigorously.

"Evacuate!" Under the extreme threat of life, the three of them broke away from the underground sword mound at a lightning speed and ten speeds.

And just when Bu Jingyun fled from this underground sword mound that was even more terrifying than the ammunition depot, hidden in the thousands of ordinary black swords, the peerless sword that was truly tempered and fused with the sword element, suddenly emitted a light, and in a tremble, he flew to Bu Jingyun's side.

But it is the sword that has a spirit, and it automatically chooses the master. Some things are fate that is difficult to change.

"Let's go too!" In the face of the crisis of life, even the Excalibur is nothing.

No matter how good the sword is, it has to be enjoyed with a life.

The so-called big form has no phase, and there is no sound in the loud.

At the moment when Wei Wuji's mixed yuan palm and Xiongba's three-point return to the yuan, the moment they touched, it was really heaven and earth returning to the yuan, and there was silence.

Time, space, heaven and earth, and all things, at this moment, all fell silent and became meaningless existences.

"Poof!" I don't know how long it took, but this frightening silence finally had a voice, a touch of color.

A touch of red, the sun is like blood.

It was indeed real scarlet blood, with a large amount of pale golden glow.

It's sperm blood again!

This made the heavens and the earth silent, and the palm of all things returning to the yuan, not to mention the injury, just with these essence blood, it was enough to make the male tyrant's vitality greatly injured, and even took his life.

You must know that essence and blood are the origin of the human body, and if you wear too much, you will hurt your longevity.

The Sword Master is because of his sword practice, which hurts his own essence and blood vitality, so he is so old.

"Ahem! What a slap in the face! What a domineering palm! ”

"Sure enough, it's the back wave of the Yangtze River······" The angry words are enough to show how weak the hero is at this moment.

Lying there in a prostrate position, quietly gasping.

His hair was dark and glowing, and he was as pale as snow.