The twelve most powerful young monks of Shenzhou have gathered here, wanting to meet Bufan.

And with Huang Shihai, Qin Xiaoyao, Qin Xueyun and Bu Fan in a coma, the sixteen most powerful monks in Shenzhou have all gathered here.

"We want to see the martial demons, and we want to ask some questions!" Gu Xuanming said Qin Xiaoyao, who was blocking the door with admiration.

"The Martial Demon is recuperating from his body, so it's not suitable for you to meet!" Huang Shihai said in a stiff tone.

"What? isn't a month's recuperation enough for him to come to his senses? I think he didn't see it on purpose!" Li Tianming couldn't help but be suspicious.

"The last time he came back from the Rock Kui Wheel to retreat for more than a year, what is this month enough time to do!" Huang Shihai roared, and at the same time he had already stepped forward to block in front of everyone.

"Are you deliberately provoking? The Martial Demon has reached the Divine Realm, and we don't dare to make an appointment, but it is more than enough to deal with you!" Gu Mingkong took a step forward and went toe-to-toe with Huang Shihai.

"What did you say?" Huang Shihai's eyes turned red with a snort.

"I said it's enough to deal with you, little rookie!" Gu Mingkong is indeed a straightforward person, and the look of contempt for people hangs on his face, causing Huang Shihai to almost go crazy.

"You have to pay your due price for this sentence!" Huang Shihai is not a kind character, he used to be a bandit, he directly punched him with ten punches.

Huang Shihai punched Gu Mingkong fiercely with an indomitable momentum, and Gu Mingkong didn't dare to show weakness, and the fierce punch collided with Huang Shihai's fist.

"Boom!" the terrifying force collapsed the marble floor under their feet, and then both of them took three steps backwards.

"Let's do the second round!" Huang Shihai burst out with a manic and brave aura and threw a second punch, and Gu Mingkong, who would never admit defeat, also returned the second punch.

After contact, the two were evenly matched again, taking five steps back from each other.

"The third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch・・・・・・ the ninth punch!" Huang Shihai saw that the two were evenly matched, and he threw seven punches in a row.

And Gu Mingkong saw Huang Shihai's ferocity, and he did not avoid it, and greeted him with the toughest attitude.

With his fists and fingers, Gu Ming Kongsheng blocked Huang Shihai's attack.

"And this last punch!" Huang Shihai suddenly appeared behind him, and the Confucian artistic conception he felt suddenly appeared, and the words "Analects" were carved on a mysterious bamboo book.

"Are you too weak!" Gu Mingkong's arms shook, and a figure appeared directly behind him, and he could see that he was wearing ancient clothes, but he couldn't see the face of this figure clearly.

"Ancient Martial Monk!" Gu Mingkong burst out his artistic conception, and then punched back Huang Shihai with a fierce punch.

The two collided again, but this time it contained a collision on the artistic conception.

Perhaps because Huang Shihai was the last punch of the Ten Fists of the Breaking Heaven, Huang Shihai had a small upper hand in this last duel.

"How is it possible? How can my Ancient Martial Cultivator not be able to resist your broken book?" Gu Mingkong retreated, and at the same time, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and the black shadow behind him also showed a crazy aura and rushed towards Huang Shihai.

"Zi said!" Huang Shihai also shouted, and the scroll formed by the artistic conception naturally dispersed, revealing ancient characters flying around his body, and finally turned into a black cocoon that was completely densely wrapped in black characters.

"Hey, there are quite a lot of styles, but in the face of absolute power, everything is a floating cloud!" Gu Mingkong crossed his arms for a while, and the image of the ancient martial artist behind him disappeared, and Gu Mingkong's body exuded an ancient aura, and the aura became stronger and stronger.

"Is it pure ** power? It's too extreme, what we need to perceive now is the artistic conception!" Huang Shihai shook his head and said, at the same time, one by one the ancient characters had already flown in the air, turning into various shapes to attack Gu Mingkong.

"My artistic conception was strong in my previous life, as long as I am strong enough, everything will be smashed under my fist!" Gu Mingkong emitted a dazzling light from his eyes, and people finally understood that in fact, the ancient martial artist he had just conjured up was himself.

"Break ten thousand laws with one force!"

"Repay grievances with straightforwardness, repay virtue with virtue!" With Huang Shihai's loud roar, eight ancient words suddenly flew out of the word cocoon and blasted towards Gu Mingkong.

All the onlookers were confused by Huang Shihai's attack, because this was not just an attack, and there was also a power in this attack that made people fall into contemplation.

This is a saint-like perception and a noble character.

And Huang Shihai's attack is not only the direct power brought by the black ancient characters, but also has a power that makes the soul think deeply. But this attack was ineffective for the persistent Gu Mingkong.

"There are grievances to be repaid, there are virtues to be repaid, and people with a big heart have not been framed by others!" Gu Mingkong smashed the eight ancient characters again.

Mingkong drank loudly, and hit the ancient characters that Huang Shihai had turned into. He only recognizes his own Fa, and he thinks that he is always right!

"Zi said: The third gentleman is incompetent, the benevolent are not worried, the knower is not confused, and the brave are not afraid!"

The ancient characters shot towards the ancient Ming sky like a sharp sword.

"Haha, the brave is not afraid of a gentleman, can I still be a gentleman?" Gu Mingkong laughed and smashed the seventeen ancient characters, and in the end, only the brave man was not afraid of four words to resist in the palm of his hand.

"The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative!" Huang Shihai slid his hands and brought out ten more ancient characters.

"So I'm also a gentleman! Now that I'm already a gentleman, you're useless" Gu Mingkong squeezed his big hand, crushed the four words of the brave man who is not afraid, and then whipped out and smashed all the ten ancient characters that came over.

"You are a frank gentleman, but you have to be able to live to support it!" Huang Shihai said loudly.

"Arrogance, I will break as many words as you break one by one, everything is vain in the face of absolute strength!"

"Is it? Do not do to others what you would not do to yourself!" Eight black ancient characters suddenly flew towards Gu Mingkong on the bamboo book.

Gu Mingkong stopped talking, sneered, and then enveloped all eight ancient characters with his fist.

"Crush me!" Gu Mingkong shouted, but these eight ancient characters did not collapse due to Gu Mingkong's terrifying blow, but bounced back Gu Mingkong's attack vividly. And those eight ancient characters are still floating there.

"It's a little weird this time, but I'm still going to break it!" Gu Mingkong was like a bull, frantically trying to smash the ancient words.

The fourth watch! The next watch is 8 o'clock later!