The battle between Wu Changqing and Wang Xianzhi can be called the strongest battle at that time.

When Wang Xianzhi made his own move, the two of them fought from Liyang to Beimang, and finally fell on the border of Beili.

It is always Wang Xianzhi who has the upper hand.

Wang Xianzhi's strength exceeded Wu Changqing's expectations.

Even if it is the top terrestrial heaven and man realm in the world, Wang Xianzhi has already reached the limit of the heaven and man realm.

"An opponent who has made me wait for so many years."

"Is that all there is to you?"

Wang Xianzhi pressed Wu Changqing, punching out punch after punch, and the ground under Wu Changqing's feet cracked inch by inch, and continued to sink.

Finally.

Wu Changqing no longer kept his hand, and his eyes suddenly froze.

The momentum of the whole person suddenly climbed.

One of Wang Xian's punches slammed in, and he directly met the opponent's fist and stepped forward.

Rumble!

A huge shock exploded on the border line between Beimang and Beili!

The earth in a radius of 100 zhang instantly sank and disintegrated!

There is no flat place!

Wang Xianzhi's fist finally landed three feet in front of Wu Changqing, and he couldn't get an inch inch!

Wu Changqing's vast aura like the boundless sea formed an invisible wall around him one after another.

Let the fist of the king immortal be like a giant mountain.

It is also difficult to shake Wu Changqing's aura protective body.

"That's it?"

"I just don't want to embarrass my predecessors before they die."

Wu Changqing chuckled.

"Don't talk wildly."

"You think you can defeat the old man just by defense?"

Wang Xianzhi was in this state of madness, his mood was already chaotic, and the expression of his emotions was completely reflected in his face.

He was still smiling a second ago.

At this moment, he was already glaring angrily, like a living Shura.

The clothes around him began to be torn apart by the furious burst of qi from his body.

At the same time, strands of black qi flowed out of his body along the qi he poured.

That pitch-black aura was different from the weird aura that Wu Changqing had seen before.

The black qi that escaped from Wang Xian's body would unexpectedly form ghost faces on its own, and then quickly dissipate.

It's like...... The black gas already has a general sense of autonomy.

Wang Xianzhi's aura actually climbed to the same level as Wu Changqing under this reckless outburst.

Rumble!

Wang Xianzhi punched again.

Wu Changqing is no longer motionless.

The whole person retreated a few steps back again.

In just a few steps, the already dilapidated ground under his feet turned out to be several large pits superimposed on top of each other!

Wu Changqing did not show weakness and kicked sideways as a return salute.

It's just that Wang Xianzhi, who seems to be crazy, still retains his original fighting instinct.

Facing Wu Changqing's powerful and heavy kick, he first punched the soles of Wu Changqing's feet.

Then the whole person rose from the ground, threw a punch, slashed his leg, and fell on Wu Changqing's head.

This was done in a split second.

The moment that fist hit the soles of Wu Changqing's feet.

Wang Xianzhi's attack from above landed on top of Wu Changqing's head at the same time.

It's just that the first person to come into contact with is Wu Changqing's body protection aura.

Two more earth-shattering roars.

The earth has been completely turned into a sinkhole.

Wu Changqing's body protection aura has also reappeared.

After many years, Wu Changqing, who finally felt tricky again, suddenly felt a depression in his heart.

thought that he was already invincible in the world, and he had already begun to pursue him on the road of rivaling the gods of the Quartet.

It turns out that it is not really invincible.

The old man in front of him, even in a state of madness, can make him feel strong resistance.

Originally...... The road he has walked out is only as long as the world.

"Xuanlong."

"Zuntian!"

Wu Changqing's turmoil in his mood was exchanged for his irrepressible irritability.

The Xuanlong Venerable Sword appeared in Wu Changqing's hand.

A sentence of respect for heaven.

The Sky Dome is torn!

This is not only a Confucian proverb, but also his current peak swordsmanship!

Wang Xianzhi didn't even have time to retract his legs.

The calf was directly cut off by Wu Changqing's two words.

The old man was in a trance for a moment, and immediately retreated with a hideous face.

came to a place far away from Wu Changqing, and stood on the earth with one foot.

Looking at the right leg that he accidentally lost.

Wang Xianzhi did not have the slightest fear, but a touch of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"That's it! See life and death between life and death! ”

"If you don't go all out, how can the old man see the opportunity between life and death!"

"Come again!"

Wang Xianzhi is laughing wildly!

The loss of a leg will not affect his own combat power at all.

Although he is not an innocent immortal, he can regenerate his severed limbs.

But he has reached the realm of land and heaven and man, and his limbs are just tools.

His true strength does not pass away because of the lack of tools.

Wang Xianzhi no longer fought with Wu Changqing in close combat.

Instead, turn your palm and press down.

The sky dome sank, like the terrifying pressure of the East China Sea falling in the nine heavens, instantly pressing Wu Changqing's figure towards the sinkhole below.

Wu Changqing's face was expressionless, and he spat lightly, "Zun Tian." ”

It was that peak sword intent that appeared in the sky again.

broke the means of Wang Xianzhi's turning over and sinking into the sky.

Wang Xianzhi was still laughing wildly, if one hand didn't work, he would have two hands.

Put your hands together.

Wu Changqing, who had not yet walked out of the sinkhole, was directly squeezed by the stone walls of the sinkhole on both sides.

The empty earth was torn apart by Wang Xian's palms and then closed.

directly suppressed Wu Changqing under the earth.

As a result, Wang Xianzhi still did not give up.

I saw him grasping the mountains in the distance with one hand.

The other hand makes a top-notch gesture from the bottom up.

In Wang Xianzhi's invincible Jiazi, whether he faced Deng Tai'a or Cao Changqing in Emperor Wu City, he was an enemy with his bare hands.

But that doesn't mean he can only punch.

On the contrary, it is because of his specialization in martial arts that he has gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools, and any weapon in his hands has reached the level of "Tao".

Holding a sword is the way of the sword, and holding the sword is the way of the sword.

Carrying a gun means that Wang Xiu must avoid his edge when he is alive.

It is because of the deep study of weapons that Wang Xianzhi understands that the body of a martial artist is the strongest weapon in the world.

In this way, against anyone, only with fists.

It's just that today is different from the past, the strongest weapon he used to be proud of, the fist.

In front of Wu Changqing, it was already nothing.

He could only regain the weapons he had scorned against Wu Changqing.

Wu Changqing Kendao, he is definitely not comparable.

But the blade of the sword is the conclusion summed up by the generals who have fought on countless battlefields for thousands of years.

In his place, his knife is a sharp weapon that can cut off the sword in Wu Changqing's hand!

Thundered!

The earth trembled again, and it was the movement of Wang Xian's hand to stop the small half of the mountain peak.

The huge mountain peak was lifted by Wang Xianzhi's hand and smashed down fiercely.

At the same time, his hand that "drew his sword" finally pulled out a "nothing" long knife from the void!