Ling Wei still has five chances to make a move, and after five moves, as long as Xia Ze is still standing, then he will lose Ling Wei. It was such a humiliation, and he certainly couldn't allow that to happen.

As soon as his mind moved, the long halberd behind him shot at the young man who was ventilating with a thunderous posture in a trance, and in a blink of an eye, the halberd was only three inches away from the center of next Tuesday's eyebrows.

But Xia Ze didn't even blink his eyes, and in an instant, there was a more radiant red light, which went around from his armpit to the front of him, and then knocked the long halberd out of the way, not only that, but also like a rooster on the head of the air, chasing the small worm that fled in a hurry and pecked wildly.

On the pitch-black halberd shaft, it was quickly pierced by the fire sword, and the aura leaked, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, and at the same time, Ling Wei's face was miserable, this halberd was closely related to it, although the damage to the aura would not seriously hurt the foundation of his avenue, but it was not cheap to repair it later.

Away from the fire sword, at this moment, it was like a victorious cat like a tiger, and circled around Xia Ze several times, leaving one ring after another of bright rings of fire, which attracted the amazement of others, and then rushed into the square inch.

A terrifying thought spread in Ling Wei's mind, if he waited for the young man's accumulation of fist intent to end, then he really didn't have any chance, gritted his teeth, and in the left and right sleeves, two bucket-thick pythons flew out of each of them.

The cyan one spit out white gas, and the black one spit poisonous gas, taking the lead in rushing towards Xia Ze.

Xia Ze snorted coldly and threw a punch, a sky-shattering bang that resounded through Qingshen Town, and then the black snake that was about to succeed suddenly shattered into powder.

Seeing this, the green snake hurriedly turned its head and was about to escape, three jet-black beads slipped from Xia Ze's palm, and escaped at a very fast speed in an instant, one of them fell quietly, fell lightly on the top of the green snake's head, and then quickly merged into its body, and the green snake fell motionless to the ground.

The other two, unabated momentum, smashed towards Ling Wei.

Of course, the sharp-eyed Ling Wei saw that these three beads were extraordinary, and he took out a palm-sized copper tripod incense burner with one hand, slammed it into Xia Ze, and blasted out with the other hand.

At this moment, Ling Wei suddenly felt a burst of heat in the palm of his hand, and soon there was a stench of burnt skin and flesh, and when he got closer, the two soul chasing beads that should have been blown away by his palm wind had been tightly drilled into the flesh and blood of his palm, burning so that the palm was scorched black.

Not only that, but the light of the two burnt red beads continued to skyrocket, and finally exploded in Ling Wei's frightened eyes.

After the explosion, a man in the smoke screamed, as if he had tore something off his skin in severe pain, and the flesh and blood of his palms were blurred. When he appeared in front of everyone again, he was still in rags, his face was scorched, and his eyes looking at Xia Ze were full of endless hatred.

"Where's my Thunderbolt? Pay me back? Ling Wei slapped his chest, and his thick qi shook, scorching away the scorched black dust.

A moment ago, the palm-sized cyan copper tripod incense burner, after flying out of his hand, immediately changed to the size of a buffalo, and inside the copper tripod, the viscous blue plasma like porridge water was restless, as if it could trigger a terrifying explosion anytime and anywhere.

Xia Ze made a posture to the sky, slapped his palms violently, and after two bursts of sounds, Xia Ze's arm was unconsciously entangled by dazzling electric light, not only that, but the copper tripod was still getting bigger, and it was faintly collapsing.

Just when the full tripod plasma was about to fall on top of Xia Ze's head, in front of Xia Ze, a bottomless abyssal black hole suddenly appeared, swallowing the terrifying thunder and lightning along with the giant ding.

The black hole dissipated, and there was another shocking roar of fierce beasts, which shook the earth. On this day, everyone in Qingshen Town, in the heart lake, the tide was boiling, and countless zenith stars, in this roar like a roar that commanded the world, fell to the bottom of the lake one after another, stirring up thousands of waves.

There was a huge beast standing on the rock, raising its head the size of a mountain, as if it were about to devour the heavens and the earth.

As soon as Xia Ze frowned, the strange beast immediately retracted, and together with that domineering momentum, it dissipated.

Most of the onlookers in the martial arts arena were pale and sweating profusely, and they wanted to pull their legs away, but they found that their legs and feet were weak and they couldn't take a step.

This monstrous coercion all acted on Ling Wei's body, and his excellent martial arts spirit was crumbling, and at this momentary loss of consciousness, Xia Ze, who turned into a shocking white rainbow with a fist intent, fell in front of him, and immediately handed out a punch.

Before the fist reached the flesh, the fist that was in full swing pierced Ling Wei's body in one step, and then blew up the remaining clothes behind him into a flying fluff.

Ling Wei's chest, there was a crisp bone cracking sound that made the scalp tingle, he vomited a mouthful of blood, grabbed the young man's wrist with his remaining strength, and threw it backwards with all his strength, but he didn't want the young man to step on his knees, waist, abdomen, and chest, dissolving this force, and then it was a powerful knee blow, right in Ling Wei's back.

He screamed, and a thunderous aura exploded from the Qi Mansion, forcing Xia Ze back, gritting his teeth and straightening his body, with a click, the broken spine quickly returned to its place, and then layers of flesh and blood wrapped it up, forcibly fixing it.

At the high platform, Wu Xiao squinted, silently raised a finger, and smiled lightly.

Ling Wei's face was pale, and there was only one last trick left.

At this moment, the onlookers were talking, and many of them had already begun to whisper, planning how to spread his ugliness today to ten, ten, and hundred, so that he would lose face.

He looked around and silently noted the face, a move that couldn't help but silence the somewhat noisy crowd.

Suddenly, there was silence.

Xia Ze withdrew his fist and grinned: "The Ling family master doesn't have to be humble, the last move, be sure to use all your strength." ”

He raised his head and shouted at Wu Xiao: "One move is inevitably a bit harsh, it's better to do this, just avoid the appointment of these ten moves, and this land restriction, so that the Ling family will not be restrained when they take the initiative, and they can go all out, how about it?" ”

Wu Xiao bowed his hand respectfully and said: "The old slave thinks that the master's idea can be called far-sighted, and what kind of foresight and sagacity, but I don't know what the Ling family has in mind?" ”

"Old slave? Lord? Ling Wei's head banged, and he was suddenly enlightened, no wonder this guy can compete with him and even press him in just three realms, it turns out that from beginning to end, these two shameless things are singing double reeds, this is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

But in this situation, no matter how jealous he is of Xia Ze's boxing technique, there is no room for retreat, if the father and son are really defeated by others today, some grand plans cannot be practiced as scheduled, so how can his Ling family gain a foothold in this Qingshen Town.

He snorted coldly: "I have no opinion, but I want to add a sentence, life and death are conceited." ”

"Okay."

The thunder of heaven stirred the fire of the earth.

In an instant, the two of them killed together in the center, Xia Ze was hit by the murderous punch of the martial artist of the Seven Realms, and he flew out upside down, collapsing three courtyard walls in a row, but he still stood tall, and with a low shout, he was shocked and covered in blood.

On Ling Wei's side, his face twitched with pain, just because there were three deep fist marks on his chest, and there was still a steady stream of fist intent smoke and dust, rising from the edge.

"How can this kid seem to be in no pain, what a madman." He scolded angrily in his heart, and his qi shook.

His eyes, which had been red with anger, began to light up with a golden light, and soon a phantom flew out of his head.

As the phantom galloped, it gradually solidified, turning into another murderous Ling Wei stepping into the air.

"Ling Wei, this kid, when did he refine the Yang God, it's really strange." Lu Yixiang muttered with some surprise.

The Seven Realms of Wufu is a major watershed, and after the Seven Realms is the unimaginable scenery of the mountainside and the top of the mountain, how much self-sustaining foundation is solid, and the martial arts on the knife edge are stagnant within these Seven Realms, just because they step into the future, the key to breaking the realm is no longer to simply polish the body, but to start from the heel and interrogate their own state of mind.

In the early years, many martial artists just boiled their physique, fought with the strong, accumulated murderous energy, and would have divine help when facing the enemy.

Over time, there will be a depression like a black cloud pressing the realm, sinking into the middle of the lake. After arriving at the Seven Realms, the martial artist will continue to turn over these silted obstacles, and then like an old woman grinding a mirror with a stone beside the lake, shaving them little by little, the pain is no less than scraping the bones with a knife and bathing in spirits, or even better.

In this process, it is like a stone as soft as flesh and blood, and the martial artist has to remove the old vines, mud and sand, and maggots that are wrapped around it little by little, and then carve it into his own appearance little by little with his own martial spirit, and then use the martial arts heart fire to forge and quench it to make it indestructible, which is the yang god.

Only by successfully surviving this level can you be qualified to step into the eighth realm of the wind realm and have a glimpse of the scenery of Kyushu. And this Ling Wei has been able to summon the Yang God at this moment, at this point, Lu Yixiang, who has been entrenched in his heart for many years and cannot be extricated, is ashamed of himself, and he is convinced.

The Yang God, his eyes were about to split, his roar shook the sky, holding a pitch-black long sword condensed by Xuanshui, breaking through the air, the long sword slashed out, and everywhere he went, he was divided into two by this sword qi.

Wu Xiao waved his sleeves, and four blue barriers appeared out of thin air, which protected everyone.

"Take your life!" The roar of the sun, as if in a valley, echoed in bursts.

In Xia Ze's eyes, the golden light flashed away.

"This ...... How is this possible! Before Ling Wei could gain insight into this momentary change, the Yang God, which was closely related to his Dao, was wrapped in golden light, and finally turned into a point of light in the sky.

He didn't give up on his thoughts, but the outer body of the yang god seemed to have nothing to do with him.

In an instant, lightning flashed, and hundreds of golden fist shadows surged from all directions, punch after punch, and the momentum was huge, imprinted into his chest.

At the last moment, the ninety-eighth Tiangang fist counted.

The winner is decided.