The master of the world, only martial arts are respected.

Therefore, all martial artists hope to practice world-class martial arts, or obtain peerless magic weapons, in order to fight invincible opponents all over the world.

However, throughout the ages, who is truly invincible in the world. Good swimmers often drown, and generals will inevitably die in battle.

When Zhang Yu was young, he could be described as a real martial arts idiot. He had defeated many famous martial arts masters at that time. But then, just when he was at his most proud, he suffered the most important failure of his life, which affected almost his life and changed his view of martial arts.

Zhang Yu, a peerless master who is famous all over the world, is also a very mysterious martial arts master. Now, he is in his final years, but there are still many masters of the rivers and lakes, and they don't know much about him at all. Among them, there is one of the four major families, the temple lord Sheng Lingren.

Zhang Yu has retired from the rivers and lakes for many years, and Sheng Lingren has been famous for many years, but between the two, they have not really fought each other. If Prince Xiao didn't let the fifth line invite his master Zhang Yu out of the mountain to fight against Sheng Lingren, who had the greatest ambition in the rivers and lakes, I was afraid that the two of them would never have the opportunity to fight again in their lives.

Zhang Yu and Sheng Lingren only had their first acquaintance, and they both flew to the top of the temple, as if they were going to have a real martial arts contest. Of course, at this time, Zhang Yu was already old and declining, and today's Sheng Ling people can really be described as heroes in their prime. It's just that the two don't know each other very well, and the number of martial arts they practice and their understanding of martial arts are completely different, and it is not easy for anyone to defeat each other.

The main hall of the temple is extremely splendid, although it is not as good as the imperial palace, but it is much more magnificent than many noble palaces in the capital. Its main hall is several zhang high, and it is overflowing with gold and tiles, and it is extremely rich. Zhang Yu stood at the peak, and his hair was flying, and he suddenly had the demeanor of an immortal in the divine realm. Sheng Lingren followed, flew up, and stood face to face with Zhang Yu, but he was also imposing and heroic.

Many of the goals of Sheng Ling people have actually been achieved. He asked Yizi Sheng to take advantage of everyone's unpreparedness inexplicably, and secretly kidnapped Xiao Wangye, and then let the eldest son Sheng Zhiqiang to contain the fifth line, and there was also the secret cooperation of Hu Ren Suo Lekang, Mei Yun Shitai, who was controlled by Shen Lingyu, just shocked everyone in the Tang Sect, and his disciples were also secretly acting, which seemed to be a win. However, he understands best that Zhang Yuhe and the fifth line are the real trump cards of the emperor and Prince Xiao. If he can't win against Zhang Yu, then all his arrangements will probably be in vain.

Sheng Lingren and Zhang Yu were not very familiar with each other, and now they were still standing on the opposite side, so naturally they didn't have much to say. Sheng Lingren's holy qigong pays attention to resisting the enemy with qi, as long as there is qi, his holy qigong can exert endless power. Sheng Lingren didn't say a word, he slapped out another palm, and the divine supreme energy suddenly came like a wind, approaching the rain god Zhang Yu. Although Zhang Yu's martial arts are strong, his lifelong mastery is still his water system magic skills. At the peak of this temple, there was no water to borrow, so he could only use the waves to slap his palms on the shore, in order to try his best to resist Sheng Lingren's holy qigong.

Although Zhang Yu's shocking waves slapped on the shore were powerful, but when compared with the Holy Qigong, he still made a judgment, and his momentum and strength were completely suppressed by the other party.

The strong wind of the Holy Qigong helped it, and suddenly Zhang Yu's face hurt, his hair flew, and his sleeve robe cracked.

Zhang Yu knew that once he was given the upper hand by the Holy Qigong, it would be even more difficult for him to regain the initiative. Therefore, he was not willing to dodge, and still wanted to fight Sheng Lingren to the end. It's just that he has no water to borrow, and he can't fight against the Holy Qi Gong at all just by clapping his palms on the shore with the stormy waves.

Zhang Yu did his best, and finally barely blocked Sheng Lingren's first palm with the waves slapping on the shore. However, Sheng Lingren's first move had already begun to gain the upper hand, so how could he miss the opportunity.

When facing the enemy, one is angry, then it declines, and three is exhausted.

Sheng Lingren failed to win all of his palms, and suddenly bullied himself, and in a moment he had already come to the top of Zhang Yu's head. Zhang Yu's most powerful magic skill could not be exerted, and he was unwilling to retreat, so he could only be taken the initiative and the upper hand by Sheng Lingren. Although his momentum was completely suppressed by Sheng Lingren, his skills were profound, and Sheng Lingren's holy qigong was only powerful without hurting others, and it was not easy to defeat him for a while.

Zhang Yu suffered a small loss in the first battle, and immediately made a portal to wait for Sheng Lingren to attack. He has already experienced a hundred battles, and he knows that Sheng Ling people like to be domineering the most, and when he is in power, he is absolutely unwilling to let go of any opportunity. Sheng Lingren suddenly jumped into the air and immediately came to the top of Zhang Yu's head.

At this time, Zhang Yu clearly felt that Sheng Lingren suddenly froze in mid-air, neither rising nor falling, as if he had suddenly turned into a void phantom, but the real person was no longer there.

However, he is still him, and he is still Sheng Lingren. The reason why he stood in mid-air was because a strong qi had quickly condensed around his body, as if he was about to devour the heavens and the earth. Sheng Lingren was hanging in the air and constantly exercising, and the strength around him was also getting stronger and stronger, and the scale could be similar to the size of the main temple hall below.

In the face of such a powerful energy, an elderly Zhang Yu looks so small and weak.

Fortunately, these insignificance and weakness are all superficial. He is still the god of rain, and he is still Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu had heard a lot about Sheng Lingren's holy qigong before, but he had never seen it himself, how did the holy qigong dominate people? At this time, when I saw it, I suddenly felt extraordinary, if I couldn't exert my dripping strength, I would not be able to crack Sheng Lingren's holy qigong at all.

Sheng Lingren stood in the void, suddenly roared, thinking that the momentum was enough, and then suddenly under his head and feet, one turned back and fell out of his palm, completely slapping Zhang Yu's palms with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Zhang Yu stood at the end of the room, but he was still not afraid, and he also put out his palms together, only fighting with Sheng Lingren.

Call......

The four palms intersected, and the wind suddenly howled above the main hall, and the "crackling" roof tiles were lifted off one after another, and the remnants of the eaves of the roof were also revealed.

Sheng Lingren used the strength of Mount Tai to defeat the weak enemy, and naturally occupied an infinite upper hand. Zhang Yu fought hard with Sheng Lingren with his life's work, although he was not defeated, but it was already a small defeat.

With a "click" sound, the eaves under Zhang Yu's feet finally couldn't stand the strength of the competition between the two, and broke directly, and Zhang Yu's body took the lead in falling into the hall.

Sheng Lingren seemed to be in hot pursuit, and his palms were not separated from Zhang Yu at all, only chasing after Zhang Yu.

There was another "boom", and Zhang Yu's feet, like a wooden stake, nailed straight to the ground of the main hall. Not only was a large crater poked out of the ground where the ground was stressed, but cracked cracks were also found all around, and the sound of "crackling" was constantly found.