Chapter 142: The Chongyang War is worry-free

"Don't worry, you step back first. 【Fengyun Reading Network. Carefree Zi's face was straight, and he instructed Li Mochou on the side, "Hurry up and go down from Chaoyang Peak." ”

"Master." Hearing his master's instructions, Li Mochou looked panicked, and wanted to say something, but he was greeted by Zhu Hefeng's reprimand with a bit of fierceness:

"Hurry down!"

"Yes, Master."

Li Mochou pouted in agreement, and obediently turned around and walked towards the foot of Chaoyang Peak.

And in this process, Wang Chongyang didn't even look at Li Mochou, to be precise, since he arrived, his eyes have never taken his eyes off the body of Wuwuzi.

Not long after, Li Mochou disappeared from their sight far away.

After Li Mochou left, Wuwuzi turned his gaze, looked at Wang Chongyang, and asked with a little puzzlement in his tone:

"Brother Chongyang Dao, there is one thing I don't understand, is it worth it to exchange the suffering of the world for your detachment alone, the glory of the Quanzhen Dao family?"

When Chongyangzi heard this, his face was extremely cold, and he said word by word: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. ”

"I originally thought that Brother Wuwu Dao could see through the true meaning of the unkindness of heaven and earth, but I didn't expect that he was just a hypocritical person."

"Even if this land of Shenzhou is going to go through an unprecedented catastrophe? Isn't it a blessing for the people of the world to be sought after by the world and condense the power of boundless faith? ”

Sanssouci said with admiration: "Brother Chongyang Dao is really bold, yes, in an unprecedented turbulent world, the belief of the Daomen can indeed be propagated, if you manipulate it again and get in touch with the future overlord, maybe the Quanzhen Dao will become the first branch of the Daomen, and you, the Chongyang Zhenren, can also get countless power of faith, even if you die, you are still alive." ”

"To be honest, I really kind of admire you."

"It's just," Sanssouc's tone changed as she spoke, "does that make sense?" Sacrificing the people of the world to achieve oneself is simply the act of a madman! ”

"Humph!" Hearing Sanssouci say this, Chongyangzi snorted coldly and said with an unswerving expression, "Sanssouc, are you qualified to say such things?" ”

"Don't think I can't see it, you and I are fundamentally the same kind of person, why do you care about living in the world?"

"In your eyes, isn't it a chess piece on a chessboard?"

Sanssouci smiled without blushing: "That's right, that's how I look at the common people." Essentially, you and I are the same kind of people. ”

"But the same kind of people are not necessarily friends, they are more likely to be enemies!"

"Haha," Chongyangzi laughed out loud, his laughter full of self-deprecation, "what you said is not bad at all. ”

"You and I are the same kind of people, and they are the same kind of people who cannot coexist."

Bang!

With a bit of self-deprecation, and even more full of arrogant laughter, Chongyangzi, a rare peerless powerhouse in the world, and the first master of the Quanzhen Dao, has already made a move.

A heavy punch was struck, and an earth-shattering loud sound suddenly came from the void, like a terrifying thunder fist condensed with divine thunder.

Above the fist, the two air flows of yin and yang, the yin gives birth to yang, and the anode produces yin.

After more than ten years of penance, the Jiuyin True Scripture and the Jiuyang True Scripture have been combined into one, using the innate power as a bridge to turn into a powerful and indestructible world-shattering miracle.

Syllable!

Facing Chongyangzi's heavy punch, Wuwuzi's complexion changed slightly, a trace of solemnity appeared in the deepest part of his eyes, and his palm was raised high, and he struck out with one palm.

Unlike Chongyangzi's thunder fist, which is as powerful as Chongyangzi's thunder fist, Sanssouci's palm is unwavering, as if he is fighting flies.

However, it is this understatement that seems to encompass the entire heaven and earth, making heaven and earth surrender under this palm.

All the power was condensed in the palm wind, without the slightest leakage, and when he made a move, he exuded a mighty power from top to bottom.

This is a Taoist who is not upright on weekdays, but at this time he is like a high emperor and the supreme sky!

Bang!

The soft palms of the thunder fists intersected violently, and the palms of the two were unharmed, but an earth-shattering loud sound sounded from above the Chaoyang platform.

Under the confrontation between the two strongest masters in the world, the entire Chaoyang Terrace made a loud noise, and cracks appeared on the originally smooth surface, and there was a tendency to completely collapse.

Swish! Swish!

After one move, both Wuwuzi and Chongyangzi shook their bodies slightly, and there was only excitement in their expressions, and they jumped up at the same time.

Sou!

The dust that was originally put on Chongyangzi's shoulder flew up and fell into his palm, and three thousand silver filaments danced and hit the sky like a cloud.

Boom!

The war halberd made of dark iron fell into the palm of Sanssouciko, and the war halberd weighing more than eighty catties danced, and the crescent blade shone with a terrible luster under the cold light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the two powerhouses in the world, the two masters of Daomen, launched a fierce battle.

The soft and rigid dust, the rigid and soft halberd, collided countless times in the void, and the figures of the two kept falling down in this process.

Falling from the Chaoyang Peak, which is more than 100 zhang high, isn't there only a dead end?

Boom!

As soon as Pu fought, it was the most fierce hand-to-hand combat, and after dozens of moves, the two figures separated violently.

The halberd in Sanssouci's hand was inserted diagonally, and one was inserted on the smooth mountain wall, and the original violent impact turned into a rising force.

The whole person actually rose into the air between the cliffs of Chaoyang Peak, and the great power of the war halberd in his hand was condensed, and a war halberd fell.

In this move, Sanssouci and this mountain peak seem to become one, borrowing a force to slash the sky.

On the other side, Chongyangzi was not to be outdone, and the dust in his hand was placed on the ubiquitous green vines on the mountain wall, and the whole person flew up again.

Brush Lala!

The dust whisk in his hand spun at high speed, turning into an impermeable shield, blocking the heavy blow of Sanssouci.

The war halberd, which weighed more than eighty catties, fell on the soft and rigid dust, and an indescribable feeling could not help but rise in the heart of Wuwuzi.

It's as if his halberd was in the air.

The halberd and the dust were glued together, and the two of them confronted each other head-on, even if they were in mid-air, they still couldn't help but tremble.

Swish!

The halberd in Sanssouci's hand shook, and a soft energy emanated, and Chongyangzi was thrown out on the spot.

Syllable!

Chongyangzi was caught off guard and landed on the towering Chaoyang Peak again, but now it was at least thirty or forty zhang away from the top of Chaoyang Peak where they began to fight.

Down-to-earth again, Chongyangzi didn't have time to take a deep breath, and Wuwuzi had already chased after him again.