Compared with the fighting at the bottom, after all, they have already made a name for themselves in this river and lake.

"Frost Fist!" As soon as Qin Shuang made a move, it was the most suitable and most convenient trick for herself.

"Twelve-shaped fist!" In the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, Dugu Ming hammered out with a punch.

"It's almost time." With a mutter, Juggernaut stood up.

didn't intervene before, so that Wushuang City could get the baptism of war and reawaken the blood in his bones.

But if you don't intervene now, in the face of the World Association led by Xiongba himself, Wushuang City is a little, and it really can't hold on.

"Xiongba, you just said that you want to destroy my Wushuang City?" The Sword Master was dressed in a lilac robe, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted too much attention.

The Sword Master, on the other hand, did not change his face, and with one step out, he stood in the center of the battlefield and faced the hero.

"You're a Juggernaut?" Looking at the figure standing in front of him, a little familiar and unfamiliar, in disbelief, the eyes of the male tyrant almost glared out.

Compared with the dry and decayed days ago, it seems that life is coming to an end, and now the Sword Saint has changed too much.

Not to mention anything else, just the sense of age embodied by the whole person.

To describe it in one word, the whole thing is a rejuvenation!

Wait, it doesn't seem appropriate to say that, after all, Juggernaut didn't become a toddler. Anyway, what that means is that the Sword Saint, whose vitality has come to an end, is gradually recovering in Wei Wuji's means.

This kind of recovery is not only the recovery of the dark wounds deposited in the body over the years, but also the recovery of vitality.

The previous Sword Saint had dry white hair, and judging from the appearance, he was at least seventy years old.

And the current Sword Master, above his head, has shiny black hair and a ruddy face, as if he is a middle-aged man with vigorous vitality.

At the same time, it is also a breakthrough for the accumulation of cultivation and a further step forward.

The previous Sword Master, exerting the power of Sword Twenty-Three, needed to overdraw his life, and he would definitely die if he sent out the sword.

Now with the further progress of cultivation, Sword Twenty-Three, which is not like a life-killing sword in the world, even if it will still hurt its vitality, it will not hurt its life.

Xiongba was shocked by the moment of the Sword Saint and rejuvenation, and he also realized this.

The heartstrings tightened instantly, he had learned the sword saint, and the sword twenty-three was powerful.

Even with a domineering heart, there is still a faint haze in my heart.

From having nothing to being the largest gang in the north today, it is naturally impossible for Xiongba to say that he has never encountered a single injury, a near-fatal crisis.

But it seems that the sword saint issued the twenty-three sword in the state of the primordial god, and the almost fatal crisis has never been encountered.

"What? It's only been a few days since I saw him, and the male gang leader doesn't recognize people? ”

"Gang Master, you haven't answered what I just said, did you say that you want to destroy Wushuang City?" The cold light in the Sword Saint's eyes had already turned into two sword lights.

"Yes, it's me." In the eyes of the male tyrant, the same essence flickered, offsetting the two sword qi emitted by his gaze.

"Very well, then you can take my sword again." There was still a bit of a dry big hand like a chicken claw, and the sharp sword qi was instantly formed, and it slashed at the male tyrant with a sword.

The so-called sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light chills nineteen continents, which is probably the description of the situation at this moment.

"Juggernaut, it seems that you have really found your way. Perhaps, it won't be long before you can surpass me. In the Zhonghua Pavilion, the melodious erhu sound was heard again, and the corners of the nameless mouth raised a smile, a smile of blessing.

"Three points to the vitality!" In the face of the sword master's sword, he had already comprehended the sword saint's powerful hero, and he didn't dare to hesitate.

The two low-hanging hands, with their purest skills, each had a lead ball-sized vitality bullet, condensed in the palms of both hands, and then slowly gathered together.

This vitality bomb softens the length of "Fengshen Legs", the fierceness of "Paiyun Palm", and the coldness of "Tianshuang Fist".

"In such a short period of time, you can recover from your injuries, and even go one step further, Xiongba, you are really not simple." In the laughter, several sword qi emitted converged into a more refined sword qi, which collided with the three-point return vitality of the male tyrant.

This move is borrowed from the Ten Thousand Swords Gui Sect cast by Wei Wuji, and this sword is made of the soft sword technique of the Holy Spirit, and the power is really strong.

Boom······!

In the explosion of light waves, under a sword, the male tyrant was shocked backwards.

One after another, the sharp sword qi penetrated into the meridians along with its own pores.

The pain was as intense as a thousand knives, distorting Xiongba's face in instant pain.

In his throat, there was a strong bloody gas, so that Xiongba couldn't hold back the desire to vomit blood no matter what.

"Master!" Qin Shuang, who was in the battle and entanglement of Dugu Ming, was inevitably affected by the great movement formed by the battle between the male lord and the sword master.

Seeing Xiongba vomiting blood, his face immediately changed.

stubbornly took a twelve-shaped fist from Dugu Ming, resisted the urge to vomit blood from a serious injury, galloped to the side of the equally seriously injured Xiongba in a few steps, and picked up the master.

"Master, let's go." Qin Shuang was in Xiongba's ear and said urgently.

With the serious injury of the master and himself, the peak of the Tianxia Society's ability to fight with Wushuang City is only one Yang Zhen left.

As for the gangs of these Tianxia Associations, it is estimated that it is not enough for the Sword Saint to sweep with one sword.

"Want to go? Where is it so easy? Hit Qin Shuang with a twelve-shaped fist, and Dugu Ming didn't stop there.

Since the city bishop taught him this set of boxing techniques, except for the uncomfortable entanglement with the guy who broke the waves, he has never had such a happy fight as today.

So how could he be so easy to let go of Qin Shuang, who could fight with him in the same boxing technique.

In a leap, Dugu Ming chased after Qin Shuang.

"Looks like I can't keep you anymore." Seeing that Qin Shuang was smashed back by Dugu Ming's punch, the broken waves that were still immeasurably entangled with Tai Chi immediately erupted.

The entanglement of strength between the hands of one yin and one yang drew a larger yin and yang Taiji diagram, which directly covered Yang Zhen's Taiji.

Burst! Yang Zhen immediately vomited blood, the scarlet blood contained boundless essence, as well as Yang Zhen's cultivation in the last few years.

For him, the serious injury he suffered was not only a blow from the power of the broken waves, but also the suppression and coverage of the broken waves on his Tai Chi path.

In his own best field, with the same means, but with more subtle power, defeat himself.

To describe it in extremely subtle words, it can be called a Taoist calamity.

The avenue is alone, and the most unique field is broken by others, which will be a shadow of the soul for a lifetime.

Physical wounds can be healed, but spiritual wounds cannot be healed by external objects.

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, what is given today, one day, the male tyrant will get it back." Xiongba clutched his unstoppable chest, his eyes were deep, and he said astringently.

One after another, the sword qi that was extremely sharp and domineering was actually forcefully drilled into the internal organs along the meridians.

Fortunately, Xiongba's own ability is not bad, and his internal strength is strong.

If it were an ordinary person, the injury had reached the point where the sword qi had entered the internal organs, and he would have to vomit blood and die.

The fragile internal organs, how could they win, the sharpness of the sword qi.

"Not good! Heroes want to run! "Seeing that something is wrong with the situation, I will chase after the broken waves and raise my legs.

Even if it is a seriously injured hero, it is also a hero, and with the world's association of heroes, it is still a great threat to Wushuang City.

"No need to chase!" Juggernaut waved his hand, blocking the broken waves that wanted to pursue.

"Senior, why did you let go of Xiongba?" Knowing that the martial arts of the Sword Saint are dozens of times stronger than himself, he can't take care of it anymore when he is in a hurry.

"I don't want to let go of the hero, but that's what that kid meant." As an existence that can rob the dragon vein and finally turn into the demon of heaven and earth, its significance may be even more powerful than that of Emperor Shakti, and it is a pity that he died at the hands of the Sword Saint like this.

"City Lord? What does he want to do? Hearing what Wei Wuji meant, Broken Lang was stunned for a moment.

"I don't know, but that bad boy is probably setting up some kind of game, right?" has lived with Wei Wuji for nearly half a year, and the Sword Master can also be said to have a certain understanding of this kid.

In fact, there is no layout, but for the overall situation in the future, to make some stable arrangements.

The strength of Wushuang, especially after experiencing this battle, is undoubtedly the precipitation in the outbreak.

But in the entire southern strength, to put it bluntly, with the current strength of Wushuang City, it does not have enough ability to integrate the entire south.

Although Xiongba is a person, he is the leader of the Tianxia Society, and he is tied to the thousands of people who will help the world, as well as the hope of those who rely on the Tianxia Association to survive.

If the tyrant dies, the world will fall into chaos, or even collapse, which is inevitable.

With such a large uncontrolled force in turmoil, the world will once again fall into greater turmoil, which is by no means what Wei Wuji wants to see.

"Who?" Looking at the figure floating out of the village like the wind, the first time the god catcher was vigilant.

After suffering a heavy blow, the attitude of the God Catcher towards these people has been raised to the highest level.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." In a familiar voice, Wei Wuji withdrew control of his facial muscles and returned to his original appearance.

"Brother Wei, it's good if you come out." The familiar voice, the familiar face that emerged in the change, and the heart that the god catcher had been hanging on all the time were put back in their original position.

Just listening to the faint movement in the village, with the understanding of Wei Wuji's martial arts by the god of capture, his heart couldn't help but tense for a while.

"God catcher, I'm afraid this matter is a little troublesome." Wei Wuji's face was a little dignified.

If it is really the Great Demon God and the Great Master, and the two guys are making trouble in the back, it can really be called a catastrophe for the land of Shenzhou.

"In that case, I will immediately report to the Supreme, dispatch a large army, and destroy them." Listening to what Wei Wuji said seriously, the god catcher who had already noticed that something was extremely unusual was even more dignified.

He was born in the public family, and the Supreme of the Imperial City is his only reliance now.

With the nature of catching gods, he will never say words that he is not sure of.

As the saying goes, after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and if it really comes to the place of life and death, the strength that the imperial city can take out is also considerable.

"I really don't want to hit you, but it's true." In the somewhat puzzled gaze of the God Catcher, Wei Wuji sighed.

"If the current reigning supreme is Wenlong, maybe there is still a possibility. As for the current one, I really can't count on it at all. "Today's world will be chaotic like this, allowing local gang forces to rise up and fight and provoke the imperial power.

To a large extent, this supreme is too weak.

and his brother who is a martial artist, they are completely two extreme existences.

If that Wenlong is really in power, if nothing else, just talk about the hero······

What else is the golden scale in the pool, a dragon that changes in the wind and clouds!

In front of that powerful Wenlong Supreme, even if it is really a dragon, you will have to be slapped and turned into a loach.

The strength is so unreasonable.

"What should I do now?" Listening to some of the information that Wei Wuji revealed to himself, the God Catcher was deeply shocked and couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

The life and death of an individual, the god of capture can not care.

However, this matter involves the entire land of Shenzhou, but the god hunting really can't be cautious.

"Don't worry, don't forget, I'm the city lord of Wushuang City." Wushuang City's years of accumulation, as long as you adjust your training a little and follow the general trend, it shouldn't be a problem to survive the catastrophe that swept Shenzhou.

Of course, the premise of all this lies in strength.

It is not only the accumulation and explosion of power base, but also the strength of one's own martial arts cultivation.

"You ran to Wushuang City and took away the position of the city lord of the Dugu family, could it be that this is for this?" Wei Wuji's words made the God Catcher raise his eyebrows upwards in an instant.

"Otherwise, what would I do if I was so tired of tossing myself for nothing?" The right to control wealth, even the lives of others, is something that many people dream of.

However, this kind of taste is really nothing to Wei Wuji.

"Power, status, money, wealth, for us who practice martial arts, are the most important and least important things." This may sound like a logical contradiction, but it is true.

To put it in a more appropriate way - money is not omnipotent, but no money is absolutely impossible.

If you don't have any money, don't say that you are injured, and you need a lot of money and top-grade medicinal materials to repair your injuries.

Even if you need the resources to practice on a regular basis, you may not be able to get them together.

Without the accumulation of resources, relying only on personal talent, decades of penance, even if the beard is snow-white and consumes one's own life, it may not be able to achieve much martial arts achievement.

It's really a waste of time and a waste of life.

"Looks like I'm going to have to hurry up my time again. But what about now? Today's actions must have taken the snake by surprise. ”