The raging tide swept up, piling up layer after layer of high waves, and swooped fiercely towards the shore.

Dressed in white, he hung quietly on the sea, ignoring the huge waves that crashed against him, and let the heavy waves crash on his body.

The delicate white robe stood still under the washing of the monstrous waves, like a rock and a mountain. Stacks of huge waves rushed in, and the woman's beautiful face was not moved in the slightest, and her feet on the sea did not move an inch.

Zhuo Yuming looked at Sui Jin who kept making waves in the distance with great interest, and then looked at Shu Jinran, who was hit by the tide with his body without using his true qi, and couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in his heart. These pure martial artists work hard day after day, year after year, and it is difficult for them to persevere, unless they are determined people.

Regarding Shu Jinran's current cultivation, Zhuo Yuming also knows. At least with the physical strength of his sixth-rank martial arts, he was categorically unable to withstand the impact of the waves full of fist intent with his physical body alone.

Basically, if she doesn't encounter an existence like Xiang herself or Ning Ji, which is far beyond her peers, if an ordinary monk in the Tibetan Realm doesn't have a high-ranking attack magic weapon, it should be difficult to help her.

When monks compete in the same realm, they generally rely on the advantages and disadvantages of magic weapons to distinguish the winners and losers.

When there is no magic weapon of too high grade or a secret method of divine power inherited by the human emperor like himself, the difference in combat power between monks in the same realm is generally not too large. But the martial artists are different, and the gap between the martial artists in the same realm is simply the difference between cloud and mud.

As far as the artistic conception of the Nine Rank Gods is concerned, that kind of existence at the bottom, even a monk who has returned to the Tibetan realm may be able to maneuver one or two. It's a little better, barely able to fight with the average land immortals. And a nine-rank martial artist like Sui Jin, even a monk from the Heavenly and Human Realm would have a headache when he encountered it. Of course, Zhuo Yuming didn't know the real combat power of Sui Jin, and it could be speculated that Sui Jin's combat power was definitely much higher than Cheng Shuangshu. Just looking at his status in the Demon Palace, which respects strength, can be seen. As for whether Sui Jin could defeat the Heavenly Human Cultivator in battle, he didn't dare to speculate.

And Feng Xing's kind of existence, at the peak of the Nine Grades, he was able to overwhelm ordinary celestials such as Yun Zhongzi, and when he took that step to enter the tenth realm, he became the head of the Five Emperors, and his combat power was overwhelming the world.

And the combat power of the martial artist is nothing more than the strength of the body and the depth of the fist intent. "Zhuo boy, haven't you already returned to the Tibetan realm, do you want to practice with Jinran. ”

Sui Jin, who stopped swinging his fist and signaled Shu Jinran to rest, glanced at Zhuo Yuming on the shore and asked with a smile.

When Shu Jinran heard this, her eyes lit up.

She couldn't be clearer about Zhuo Yuming's methods, which can basically represent the top of a realm's combat power. If you learn from him, you can basically test your current level.

Zhuo Yuming hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, it's enough to have Sui seniors to feed you, and the juniors won't join in the fun." ”

His own supernatural powers, whether it is Lei Fa or Zhu Shen Knife, are extremely lethal supernatural powers, in case a negligent control hurts Shu Jinran, it is even more heart-wrenching than slashing himself. Under the trap of throwing a mouse by himself, he naturally can't exert some strength, so there is no point in fighting.

"You don't have to worry about hurting me, my cultivation now is much better than before. Besides, have you been injured less since you were a child? Come on, let's try our hands. ”

How could Shu Jinran, who was in the show, not see Zhuo Yuming's thoughts, and immediately spoke.

Looking at Shu Jinran, whose eyes were full of war, Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but have a headache.

Her daughter-in-law is excited to fight with herself, but it's not a fight, it's not a fight, it's not a fight, what is this called.

"Okay, don't bother, it's a big man. Let's go to the sea and fight. ”

After a coquettish shout, Shu Jinran took the lead in turning around and flying north.

Hmph, these days I speak lightly all day long, and every time Sui Jin is not present, a pair of claws are always dishonest. I just saw the opportunity today, and I won't let you loosen your muscles. Anyway, his physique is already close to a seven-rank martial artist, and it doesn't matter if he takes two more punches from himself.

Falling on the sea, Shu Jinran, who was gearing up, suddenly rose with his fist intent, and the sea surface on the soles of his feet suddenly fluctuated like boiling water.

Zhuo Yuming, who was helpless, had to follow with a foolish look, and also stepped on the water with both feet, and opened a distance of about ten zhang from Shu Jinran.

Just thinking about whether to deliberately take two more punches to make the beauty angry, the figure over there flashed and rushed over quickly.

With a mediocre punch, the entire sea suddenly sank in, forming a deep puddle. Zhuo Yuming, who dodged a punch, glanced at it, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. What is this girl going to do, as soon as she makes a move, she will do her best.

Without waiting for him to think too much in his heart, Shu Jinran twisted his waist, turned around and threw a punch in the air.

The surging fist power swept in, and it rushed straight to Zhuo Yuming, who was soaring. Looking at the torn clouds and mist in the air, Zhuo Yuming, who dodged again, could see that he had resentment in his heart and took the opportunity to play.

Seeing that Shu Jinran was so serious, Zhuo Yuming also gave up the idea of paddling. Since the daughter-in-law wants to fight seriously, as a gentleman, she can't be trampled under the feet of a woman. I'll just have a good fight with her.

After making up his mind, Zhuo Yuming's qi instantly flowed, and the thunder roared, and the Dao Dao thunder light emanated from his body.

The five-colored thunder light rose around, and in an instant, it was outlined by a three-zhang tall thunder god.

Relying on the blessing of Lei Fa, Zhuo Yuming did not dodge this time, but rushed towards Shu Jinran, who was flying forward. The law phase that was surrounded by the raging thunder threw a fist and punched Shu Jinran hard.

The next moment, Zhuo Yuming immediately noticed that Shu Jinran's fist was mixed with a trace of mysterious Dao rhyme, and his heart was suddenly surprised.

The fist technique full of Dao rhyme is really extraordinary, the two fists intersect, and the thunder god method collapses with one touch.

Zhuo Yuming was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly flew back, and at the same time, his left hand slashed horizontally, and a sword slashed horizontally, forcing Shu Jinran to retreat.

The two of them stepped back, regaining their distance.

Just when Zhuo Yuming was surprised by the strange fist technique, Shu Jinran was also caught off guard by the Eight Desolation Divine Sword, which had greatly increased his combat power. The two of them, who have made a lot of progress over the years, glanced at each other and smiled.

Shu Jinran shot again, and her figure, which had improved a lot in the Ice Plains Prefecture, flashed, and she swung at Zhuo Yuming's face with a punch, without any intention of leaving her hand. Zhuo Yuming calmly and calmly blocked the Haotian Mirror in front of him, and relied on the power of the treasure to take the punch that was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone, his body retreated again, his hands probed forward, and dozens of thunderbolts shot out densely, instantly surrounding Shu Jinran.

With the physique honed in the ice and snow over the years, Shu Jinran moved forward and broke through the thunder snare.

A whip leg swept out, and the wind hunted.

Zhuo Yuming naturally did not harden the connection, and directly turned into thunder, flashing away from the same place.