The Absolute Soul Monk became the only focus of heaven and earth, and under the gaze of countless people, he walked step by step towards the north gate in the sky.

As he got closer and closer to the north gate, the dignitaries and nobles in the city also saw him, and they were all shocked, and they got up one after another, unable to maintain their composure.

This is a martial arts world, but Dajing people's cognition of martial arts is still at the stage where the spiritual consciousness realm is the top master, and they have never seen a martial artist walk in the sky.

"Is this the man of God......

The Buddha of Difficult Luck stood behind Jiang Yu, muttering to himself, with a complicated expression.

The level of the Mahayana Dragon Tower, different statuses know different things, and the Buddha of Difficult Luck only recently knew about the existence of the god-man realm, but it is not clear how strong the god-man is.

The same is true for Jiang Yu, the emperor stared blankly at the Absolute Soul Monk.

He suddenly felt that the invincible immortal master might not be able to win.

Not only did he think so, but all the people who witnessed the Absolute Soul Divine Monk had such thoughts, and the Immortal Immortal Master had never shown the ability to walk forward in the air.

Halfway up Longqi Mountain, Ling Xiao couldn't help but turn his head to look at Arakawa and asked, "Can Master win him?" It's a life-and-death battle. ”

Arakawa has been wandering the rivers and lakes for several years, he has seen many masters, and he has never seen such ability, he has no bottom in his heart, but he is full of confidence in Jiang Changsheng, and said in a deep voice: "Believe in Master, Master is the strongest." ”

Meng Qiushuang, Qingku, Wan Li, Mingyue and the others frowned, but they didn't question Jiang Changsheng, they just waited patiently.

Looking from Longqi Mountain, one by one figures jumped up from the city, fell to the eaves, as far as the eye could see, there were figures on the eaves of the whole city, the warriors jumped up, and the ordinary people leaned on the ladder, all wanted to watch this peerless battle.

Many white-clothed guards, Tianwu Supervisors, and forbidden army people also fell on the eaves to watch the battle, and Hua Jianxin was also there, she looked at the figure of the Absolute Heart Monk, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist.

Just by appearing, the Desperate Monk makes people feel like he has won.

In front of everyone's eyes, the Desperate Divine Monk landed on the head of the city at the North City Gate, and he stood upright, waiting for the Immortal Master to come.

Longqi view on the mountain, in the courtyard.

Jiang Changsheng stood up, moved his muscles and bones, forgot the dust and ran back to the courtyard, and said nervously: "Dao Chief, that divine monk can actually volley in the air, don't be careless." ”

Bai Qi snorted: "Rare and strange, flying is the sign of the realm of gods and men. ”

The white dragon raised the snake body, raised the snake's head from the branches of the Earth Spirit Tree, and looked at the north city gate from afar.

Forget Chen had already heard Bai Qi speak, so he wasn't surprised, he just looked at Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng smiled: "Isn't it just flying, I will too, forget how I survived?" Usually it's just too lazy to fly. ”

This is the truth, if he wraps his body with spiritual power, he can fly easily, but he doesn't think it's as handsome as Edgeworth's flight.

Forget the dust breathed a sigh of relief, no longer reminded, turned to leave, and prepared to watch the battle.

The Taihang sword on Jiang Changsheng's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and he jumped up and stepped on the sword, with a compelling demeanor.

Bai Qi jumped out of the courtyard and came to the edge of the cliff and looked at the north gate below.

After the Absolute Heart Monk arrived, most of the eyes fell on Longqi Mountain, expecting the Immortal Master to appear, and soon they saw Jiang Changsheng's imperial sword descending the mountain, attracting the cheers of many ordinary people and dignitaries.

They naturally have more hearts towards the Immortal Master, after all, the Immortal Master is from the capital.

Seeing Jiang Changsheng appear, the Buddha of Difficult Luck behind Jiang Yu sneered and said, "One is directly volleying forward, and the other still needs to step on the sword, the realm is high and low, at a glance." ”

Jiang Yu didn't answer, he also felt the same way.

Jiang Changsheng quickly flew to the top of the city, jumped down gently, and landed steadily on the eaves of the city, and the Taihang Sword bypassed an arc and flew into his scabbard with precision.

This kind of method also made many warriors excited.

"The art of the sword, I didn't expect there to be such a swordsman in today's martial arts."

"The Immortal Master is not a swordsman."

"Today, I can finally appreciate the wonderful sectarian aspect of the myth of martial arts."

"The martial arts myth style is indeed powerful, but it is still slightly inferior to the grandmaster."

"The Tiangang Dao people at the head of the five great grandmasters have all died in the Hero's Tomb, if the Desperate Divine Monk can win, then he is the strongest grandmaster, the real martial arts myth."

Inside and outside the city, the high-rollers, nobles of the noble clan, and the common people were all discussing the victory or defeat of the two peerless masters.

The Absolute Heart Divine Monk opened his eyes, his gaze fell on Jiang Changsheng, and he spoke: "The Immortal Master is really young. ”

Jiang Changsheng chuckled: "I'm almost fifty years old, not young. ”

The desperate monk was indifferent, and said: "Today's battle is the last battle in the life of the poor monk, if the poor monk dies, he will enter the hero's grave, and promote the prestige of the dragon view, if the immortal master dies, the poor monk will not live long, and he will soon follow you." ”

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Divine monk, do you see what you said is human?" ”

The Absolute Divine Monk's eyes lit up, and he spoke again, but this time with lips.

He made clear his intention and came for Fuchu.

Jiang Changsheng's existence became the biggest obstacle to Fuchu.

After Jiang Changsheng saw it, he was not surprised, but said calmly: "Then let's make a move, there are quite a lot of people, don't let the spectators wait for a long time." ”

"Then the poor monk came to teach the power of today's martial arts mythology!"

The Absolute Heart Monk said in a deep voice, he put his palms together, the Buddha light behind him soared, and the looming Buddha statue became larger, and his body began to surround the true qi, which was actually blood.

Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, he could see at a glance that the other party was burning qi and blood, and forcibly improved his skills.

If it goes on like this, even if he wins, the Desperate Monk will not survive today.

This old guy really fights.

Even in the realm of gods and men, the Desperate Divine Monk does not intend to take it lightly, but wants to burn out his lifespan and strike a supreme blow.

The sky is like dusk, and a strong wind blows between the heavens and the earth, raging in the mountains and forests outside the city, blowing the robes of the spectators on the eaves, and a great coercion envelops the whole city, even ordinary people can feel the sense of oppression, and their chests are uncomfortable.

Heaven and earth change color!

Rolling thunderclouds suddenly gathered, surging violently, and were ready to go.

Jiang Changsheng didn't make a move, but stared at the Absolute Heart Monk curiously.

The Desperate Divine Monk shouted angrily, and the phantom-like Buddha statue behind him suddenly rose up, reaching a height of 100 zhang, with a golden light, a burly body, and a mighty momentum, and his face was like an Arhat who had subdued demons, glaring at Jiang Changsheng angrily.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen.

An old beggar outside the city trembled and muttered: "Stepping on the void volley, the true qi is condensed, and it has surpassed the grandmaster, and it has become an extraordinary human realm." ”

All the warriors were shocked, and looked at the Absolute Heart Monk with fanatical awe.

The way of martial arts can be so powerful!

A fire burned in the hearts of each of them.

At this moment, the hundred-foot-tall Arhat Golden Buddha suddenly contracted and burrowed into the body of the Absolute Heart Monk, and the emaciated and old body of the Absolute Heart Monk suddenly became stronger, the muscles supported the robe, and the surface of the body turned golden.

In an instant, he was nearly three meters high, and his posture was domineering, only to see him slowly raise his arms, and two golden Buddha arms were condensed on his back, which were extremely dazzling, as if the Buddha's light was shining behind him.

At this moment, the image of the Absolute Divine Monk completely surpassed that of the mortal fetus, and the Emperor Jiang Yu stood up and his eyes widened.

On the cliff, Bai Qi was stunned and sighed: "This scene is not simple, this god is too strong......

That terrible sense of oppression reminded it of the god of the Donglin Dynasty, who was not weak at all.

"This realm is above the grandmaster, the realm of gods and men, the poor monks open the realm of gods and men for the thirteen states of the world with their flesh and blood, and the martial artists of the world are optimistic, this is the realm of gods and men, and it is the realm that future generations must pursue in their lives!"

The voice of the Absolute Heart Monk resounded under the sky, whether inside or outside the city, everyone could hear it, as if the thunder god was roaring, shocking people's hearts.

The Absolute Mind Monk raised his right arm, and the golden arm behind his back followed and pulled back, making a gesture of imminent waving his palm.

With a step of the horse, the momentum of the gods has reached the extreme!

He stared at Jiang Changsheng coldly, and said, "Immortal Master still hasn't used his luck?" ”

Jiang Changsheng pinned the Qilin Whisk dust to his waist, pulled out the Taihang Sword again, and said with a smile: "Then I will use the mastery of the dragon view, Taiqing swordsmanship, to come to the God of War." ”

"Why don't you use the Miao Sect?"

"The world should always be seen by the people of the world."

Jiang Changsheng smiled lightly, and then raised his sword, pointing at the Absolute Heart Monk.

The Absolute Heart Monk laughed, his face became hideous, his qi and blood had burned to the extreme, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Under everyone's nervous expressions, the Desperate Divine Monk roared angrily, and his right palm swept out with the power of Wan Jun, and the same was true of the golden arm behind him.

"Buddha shakes mountains and rivers!"

Boom Boom –

The city under the feet of the two instantly turned into dust and exploded, and the world-destroying palm wind blew countless people to the ground.

Jiang Changsheng faced the vast skill of the gods, his right hand suddenly loosened, and his palm pushed forward, and the Taihang Sword turned into a sword light and killed.

Shout!

Heaven and earth were shining by this sword light, the thunder stopped abruptly, everyone was shaken to subconsciously close their eyes, when they opened their eyes again, the palm wind on the head of the city was scattered, the sky dome was centered in the direction of Jiang Changsheng's sword, the sea of clouds surged to both sides, and there was no end to it, as if the sky was split in half, shocking.

The Absolute Monk stood in mid-air with a wave of his palm, a sword piercing his chest and setting it in his golden body, his eyes trembling with disbelief.

He stared at Jiang Changsheng tightly, the gold on his body slowly faded, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Taiqing Sword Technique...... Where did you come from......"

Jiang Changsheng's right hand was slightly clenched, and with a pop, the Taihang Sword broke away from the body of the Absolute Heart Monk, and the blood spilled into the sky, and the hilt of the sword flew into Jiang Changsheng's palm.

"Since I created it, although you are a god, my Taiqing swordsmanship specializes in killing gods."

Jiang Changsheng's voice was extremely indifferent, he shook his sword lightly, used his spiritual power to disperse the blood on the blade, and put the sword into the scabbard.

The eyes of the Absolute Soul Monk lost their lustre, and his body quickly dried up, turning into his previous old and weak form, and he fell down.

Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and sucked the corpse of the Absolute Heart Monk into the air, he grabbed the belt of the Absolute Heart Monk, carried his corpse and turned around and flew towards Longqi Mountain.

Heaven and earth are silent, and the birds are silent.

Everyone was still in a sluggish state, and they woke up when they saw Jiang Changsheng carrying the corpse of the Absolute Heart Monk and flying towards Longqi Temple.

"Oh my God! Defeated? ”

"How is that possible? Defeated like this? ”

"How could such a terrible palm be broken by a sword? Even if they were far away just now, the old man felt like he was going to suffocate! ”

"What kind of swordsmanship is that? Did the people in front hear clearly? ”

"It's Taiqing swordsmanship! The immortal master said that this sword specializes in killing gods, sizzle - the myth of martial arts is really invincible in the world! ”

Outside the city, a large number of high-rollers knelt down, some were scared to soften their legs, some were shocked, and involuntarily wanted to bow, with more and more martial artists kneeling, its momentum spread, unstoppable, all the people who practice martial arts are kneeling, worshipping the direction of the dragon.

The North Gate had been reduced to ruins, and this scene was seen by most of the people in the city, and they were also shocked.

A scholar stood in the attic, his eyes were dull, he swallowed his saliva, and said with emotion: "Taiqing punishes the gods with a sword, the ghosts tremble and the sky is terrified, and the martial artists in the world kowtow to welcome the presence ......of the gods."

"The swan song of the martial arts of the world......"

Arakawa's excited loud voice came from Longqi Mountain:

"Send the Heartless Monk to the Hero's Grave!"

This sound echoed for a long time, making everyone feel the heroic spirit of the martial arts myth.