"I am now an enemy of the state, how can the master save me. Zhang Dashan shook his head.

"I know everything about you, I can't save you, and no one in this world can save you. But if you pass the three levels and get what's inside, you don't need someone else to save you. The monk walked with his long eyebrows hanging down and his robe fluttering.

"What are the heavens, the earth, and the people? Zhang Dashan's eyes jumped suddenly, and his pupils became bright.

The ant fly is still stealing life, not to mention that Zhang Dashan is less than nineteen years old, with a bright future, and he is worried, if he has a choice, how can he be willing to die.

"The sky kills, the stars move, the earth kills, the dragon and snake rise, the people kill, and the world is turned upside down. Changmei paced out, looked at the plum blossom forest behind the temple, and said: "The three passes of heaven, earth and man, what is this heaven and earth pass, I don't know, I am only in charge of the pass." If you defeat me, you have passed the human level. Changmei stopped and looked at Zhang Dashan, as if waiting for him to reply.

"Good. Zhang Dashan was concise and to the point.

"Follow me. Changmei took a step, and he didn't see how hard he was, his body rose directly into the air, and the robe on his body seemed to be blown by a hurricane, hunting, and then there was a loud bang in the air, and Changmei stepped out of a distance of six or seven zhang, and appeared directly in the plum forest behind the temple.

At the original location of Changmei, there were two deep pits, and the bluestone slabs laid around were all cracked, and the position of the two footprints was even more gray.

"This person's cultivation realm is not below me, and his fighting experience is much richer than mine, I really look forward to it. Every cell in Zhang Dashan's body was trembling with excitement, and endless fighting spirit suddenly appeared in his heart. He's been lonely for too long.

Zhang Dashan's legs and feet moved, and the terrifying power like a volcanic eruption suddenly erupted from the soles of his feet, and his feet moved, and his whole person was like a rocket launched, rushing towards the long eyebrows in the merlin with a violent roar.

With Zhang Dashan as the center, a violent hurricane suddenly rolled up next to the temple, and Zhang Dashan did not cause it, and the violent wind struck the merlin like a swift bow and a crossbow.

Under the violent wind, dozens of winter plum trees shook violently, and the plum blossoms fell like snow.

Long Mei stood in the midst of the Merlin, and the furious hurricane blew his robe like a banner waving in the wind.

The strong wind blew on his face, Changmei's whole body shook, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he exhaled violently, letting out a long roar like earth-shattering. This roar was first a thunderous tiger roar, and then it turned into an earth-shattering dragon roar.

The second of the seven secret stunts in the ancient temple, "Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Jar" and "Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt".

Zhang Dashan has also practiced these two stunts, but because these two tricks do not conform to his style of bursting violently and fighting hard, they have no practical effect on his actual combat improvement, so he did not work hard to practice.

But when Changmei let out this tiger roar, a huge sound wave centered on him spread throughout the mountain, and the hurricane wrapped in Zhang Dashan was actually smashed away by this violent sound wave.

The Dongmei around him was blown upside down by his sound waves and flew out in all directions.

In the feeling of watching the monks below, it seems that a fierce tiger suddenly sprang out of the merlin, the tiger grinned and made a deafening tiger roar at everyone, the monks only felt the fishy wind blowing in their faces, those who were slightly weaker, only felt dizzy, their eyes were full of Venus, their chests were bored, and they almost wanted to vomit.

The huge tiger roar lasted for a full minute, and after the tiger roar, the sound suddenly rose again, turning into an earth-shattering dragon roar.

The dragon's roar is louder, more vast, and more majestic than the tiger's roar. Click, click, the winter plums around them broke one after another, as if they were violently blown by a fifteen-level hurricane, with the long eyebrows as the center, like a rapid crossbow bursting out in all directions.

Puff, puff, puff, branches like tofu piercing, penetrating into the trees next to them. The trees within a radius of 100 meters shook even more, and the snow and ice on the trees were shaken by the huge sound waves, and they fell down with a loud noise, making a loud noise like the collapse of a snow-capped mountain.

Some monks who had not yet achieved the strength of transformation were shocked by this even higher dragon roar, and their heads immediately dizzy, and their eyes were black, and they fainted.

Zhang Da's figure roared towards the tiger and dragon, and the terrifying huge sound wave hit him like a substance, his clothes hunted, and hundreds of branches were like javelins being thrown, covering Zhang Dashan's whole body, bursting out.

But seeing that Zhang Dashan did not dodge or dodge, his body accelerated instead, and at the moment when the branches were about to come to him, Zhang Dashan's palms suddenly pushed out, as if pushing an invisible mountain, in front of his palms, two invisible winds suddenly appeared, like two copper walls and iron walls, blocking all the branches that burst out.

Puff, puff, puff. Hundreds of branches hit the wind, making an incessant crunching sound, and all of them snapped.

Bu Gang stepping on the bucket, Gangfeng can turn into substance, and almost no longer afraid of most cold weapons. The warriors of the Bugang Realm, placed on the ancient battlefield, are the real enemies of a thousand people.

The sound waves of the tiger roaring and the dragon's chant were so bursting, but Zhang Dashan was like a leisurely stroll, his body burst up, and he swept a distance of six or seven zhang at once, standing in the middle of the plum forest, standing opposite to Changmei.

After a minute of tiger roar, another minute of dragon groaning, with Changmei as the center, Merlin seemed to have been dropped by a bomb, and nearly a hundred winter plum branches were broken, as if they had just experienced a hurricane.

This terrifying lung capacity, such a huge internal breath throughput capacity, is simply beyond the imagination of the monks, far beyond the limits of human beings.

When Changmei let out a three-minute-long tiger roar, his momentum also rose little by little with the whistling, and little by little reached the peak and intensity of his life.

At this time, Zhang Dashan had already arrived in front of him, but he didn't make a move, he stood in front of Changmei, quietly watching him, watching him reach the pinnacle of his life, the most powerful time, and thus send out his most fierce, most explosive, and most intense blow.

Only the pinnacle of long eyebrows is the opponent that Zhang Dashan really desires in his heart.

Rumble. As soon as the whistling of the long eyebrows stopped, the momentum was completed, and the gray robe on his body was violently propped up, as if hundreds of pythons were hiding in his body and were agitating and scurrying up together. The body with long eyebrows, which was no more than one meter seven, instantly increased to two meters and one or two.

At the same time, Changmei laughed and was wild and uninhibited: "Sure enough, I didn't mistake you." You are the best person in the seven examinations in the past three hundred years, and only an inheritor like you is qualified to receive the treasures in the temple. ”

"You and I are both martial arts myths that break the void and see gods are not bad, you and I have already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and no matter how fancy the moves are, there is nothing to hide in front of you and me. For you and me, fighting skills don't make any sense anymore. ”

"Zhang Dashan, take my seven punches, if you don't die, you will be the first person to break through the first level in these three hundred years. The two long eyebrows, which hung down on the abdomen, stood up as if they had been blown up by a strong wind, and they stood up and forth like two long snakes swaying in the air, dancing up and down.

"Hahahaha. Pick up your seven punches and don't die. Zhang Dashan let out an earth-shattering laugh, at this moment, the hot blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, surging and roaring in his veins, and he seemed to be able to hear the cheers of every cell in his body that was extremely excited.

"Master, if you are undefeated within seven fists, I don't want this line of vitality, Zhang Dashan!" Zhang Dashan's words were full of extreme confidence. It was as if the interlocutor was not him, but with long eyebrows.

"Good. Good. Good. I'm here to see how you can beat me in seven moves. Changmei was stunned for a moment, and then let out an earth-shattering laugh.

The maniacal laughter of the two was intertwined, like rolling thunder, shaking the canopy of the trees within a hundred feet, and large swaths of snow slanted down with a rumbling sound. The seven masters in the temple, the Sect Master, were also shocked to be impetuous, and his breath fluctuated, only the red-robed abbot who stood at the head still did not change his face, obviously his martial arts far surpassed the other six.

After laughing wildly, Changmei's left hand changed like lightning, forming an inexplicable mark, like a lotus blooming, suddenly raised, and slammed a little on his chest.

With this point, a drop of bright red blood suddenly floated out of Changmei's chest, and Changmei's left index finger stretched out, and the drop of blood floated in his fingertips out of thin air, pressing it sharply to the center of his eyebrows.

The drop of blood suddenly burrowed into his forehead like a sponge, and disappeared, and at the same time, the black and white hair with long eyebrows instantly turned a lot blue.

"Come on, Zhang Dashan, let me see your martial arts and see if I can kill me with seven punches. The long eyebrows and white eyebrows fluttered, his face was red as blood, and his expression was a hint of madness.

"Okay!" As soon as Zhang Dashan spoke, the muscles of the whole body were agitated together, the internal organs were moving together, and the bones and tendons were twisting together, and they slammed the ground and swept up, like a big truck that stepped on the accelerator, and slammed into it.

As soon as Zhang Dashan was lucky, he arrived in front of Changmei, and at this time, his shadow remained in place. It's really shapeshifting, teleportation-like speed.

As soon as he arrived in front of him, Zhang Dashan bowed and stepped forward, raised his arms, like holding the blue sky, clenched his fists, like two sledgehammers, and his cannon fists were like fire, and he was violent, and a most ordinary "double-peaked piercing ear" slammed the temples on both sides of the long eyebrows.

At this time, Zhang Dashan's afterimage slowly dissipated.

"It's a good time!" the long eyebrows and white eyebrows flew, his hands were raised, and he slammed into a square, blocking Zhang Dashan's iron fist.

Boom! A loud explosion came from the place where the two fighters met, and the long eyebrows shook their bodies, but they still didn't move under their feet.

"Zhang Dashan, with this kind of strength, even if you have another hundred or a thousand punches, you won't want to defeat me. If you are only this kind of power, then what is the difference between you and the previous interlopers who broke through the void and saw that the gods were not bad. If you are no different from others, then how can you get this great opportunity!" Changmei's words pierced Zhang Dashan's heart like crossbow arrows and sharp knives.

Since he practiced martial arts, his outstanding talent has been shocked by the master in the temple, and after entering the Star City, whether it is facing Cheng Lishan, the great master at the peak of his strength, or Wang Ce, who is known as the first master of the Southern Military Region, none of them is his enemy.

For as long as he can remember, no one has ever questioned his martial arts strength, which is his greatest pride and his dignity. Now, this long-eyebrow monk openly questioned and challenged his dignity.

Suddenly, the surging blood in Zhang Dashan's body burned violently like a fire poured with oil.