"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The Savage King coughed heavily, coughing out mouthfuls of blood, and he felt like his bones were broken several times.

The Savage King looked up at Tang Jie, with a hint of bitterness and a wry smile on his face: "I knew it...... I can't keep up with the times. ”

In the voice of the Savage King, it was full of loneliness, in fact, before coming to this Man's Palace, the Savage King understood that he was at the lower level in all martial arts, and the gap with Tang Jie was not something that could be smoothed out by will and battle intent.

"I was just born in a good time. ”

Tang Jie shook his head, he didn't feel anything proud of the fact that he had easily defeated the Savage King, his cultivation conditions and environment were much better than those of the Savage King.

"Well, it's me who lost, I wish you the end!"

The Savage King laughed, but he also happily accepted the fact that it was he who was defeated.

Call!

As the Savage King admitted defeat, his body slowly disappeared into the ring.

"The battle on my side ended pretty quickly, and the second round should be a little while. ”

Tang Jie said secretly, in the first round, 102 people fought against each other, and half of them would be eliminated, and the battle on Tang Jie's side ended too quickly, and the rest of the people should not be able to distinguish the winner or loser, and it will take a while to open.

Martial arts are strong and weak, after rounds of elimination, the martial arts who can enter the next few rounds are definitely the strongest of the strong, the elite of the elite, the real strongest, will be decided through rounds of fierce battles!

In an open space, the defeated Savage King appeared, and he looked around with a puzzled expression: "What's the matter? Why am I the only one? Could it be that I lost too quickly?

"And, I lost...... Why wasn't he teleported out of the Martial Saint Stage?"

What made the Savage King frown even more was that he was defeated, but he was not teleported out of this Martial Saint Platform, and the rules that the Golden Cloth Emperor said were wrong?

Looking closely, the Savage King found himself in an empty space, and the walls of this space had lines of shining black light, which looked a bit like ...... Prison?

"Huh?"

Just when the Savage King was puzzled, his face changed suddenly, and the runes on the spatial barrier suddenly shone with light, and the runes actually came to life, turning into pitch-black poisonous snakes that wound around him!

"Get out of here!"

The Savage King roared angrily, and the mace in his hand waved, and the True Yuan exploded, knocking those black runes upside down.

"Leave here! there's something wrong with this Martial Saint Stage!"

No matter how stupid the Savage King was, he understood that he and the others had been calculated, he roared wildly, his eyes were bloodshot, his arms clenched his mace, and he hit the black rune-dense spatial barrier with a crazy blow, which was his strongest blow.

Boom!

The strongest blow that the Savage King burst out made the spatial barrier slightly dented, but it was not penetrated.

Instead, the savage king snorted in pain, just now in the battle with Tang Jie, he was injured by Tang Jie's palm, and at this time, he forcibly carried his strength, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

"Not good!"

The Savage King's face changed greatly, and the black runes around him took advantage of the void, like pythons that entwined the Savage King into zongzi, and some runes even pierced into his body, drawing his blood and strength.

"Be careful! It's a trap! It's a trap! That golden-clothed envoy is a liar, it's a liar!"

The Savage King struggled frantically and roared, wanting to remind the rest of the martial cultivators to pay attention, they had been tricked, and this golden-clothed imperial envoy really had an ulterior secret!

"Don't want to kill me!

The Savage King struggled desperately, exerting his arms and biting with his teeth, but the runes on his body became more and more entangled, constantly drawing his strength, his vitality and his unyielding will, making him constantly weak and weak until he died!

Outside the Martial Saint Stage, the golden-clothed imperial envoy stared at the gradually forming phantom in the sky above the Martial Saint Stage, and his face under his mask was full of distorted, hideous, and excited: "Hahaha! Come on, come on, hurry up and take shape, I've been waiting for a million years, you all become a part of me, Human Emperor! You wouldn't have thought that the Martial Saint Platform you left behind would be transformed into such a cruel arena by me, right?"

"The loser dies! The winner will not live! It's all my food!

The golden-clothed emperor smiled so happily, he had waited too long, and even cultivated some innate martial arts cultivation with his own hands, in order to achieve the realm of the ancients today, he wanted to become the only winner!

Wushengtai is divided into dozens of war zones, hundreds of warriors are fighting, at this time their fighting spirit is rising, converging, converging at the top of Wushengtai, and the defeated will be reduced to nourishment, giving birth to a unique Dao Dan for him!

Although there were many warriors who doubted the true purpose of the golden-clothed envoy in advance, they had no choice but to enter the trap, for them, it had formed an obsession to break through the limit, otherwise they would not be willing to give up everything they originally had and gather in one era.

Even though they knew that there might be a life-and-death crisis, they still chose to enter the Martial Saint Terrace without exception.

Inside the Martial Saint Stage, a group of martial cultivators were still fighting.

In a war zone, a cold swordsman looked at the burly Taoist Wu Changkong in a Taoist robe on the opposite side, and he smiled bitterly: "Jiuyang Divine Skill...... It is worthy of its name, and I admire it below!"

"Your knife almost hurt me, too. Wu Changkong smiled slightly.

The knife in the hand of the cold swordsman was only half of the blade left at this time, and there was still white smoke from the fracture, as if it had been melted by the high temperature.

"You are so humble, I am indeed inferior to you, come on, be the only winner!"

The ruthless swordsman shook his head helplessly, convinced of defeat, and as he admitted defeat, his body disappeared into this space in an instant.

In another battlefield, Maha folded his hands: "Amitabha!"

Opposite him, an innate martial cultivator trembled all over his body, staring at him with fear on his face: "You...... Are you really human?"

Maha laughed gently: "Poor monk...... People, of course. ”

There was a look of loneliness in the eyes of the innate martial cultivator: "I consider myself the strongest martial artist of that era, and I am even more confident that I can be among the best in all martial arts cultivation, but I didn't expect to be defeated in the first battle in your hands." ”

This innate martial cultivator is very helpless, it's not that he is weak, but that the Maha in front of him is so strong that it is beyond imagination!

As the battle ended, this innate martial cultivator was teleported out of this war zone.

The martial cultivators didn't know at all that the fate of their defeat was not so easy to bear!

"There's always a strange feeling ......"

In the war zone where Tang Jie was, he had already ended his battle, but Tang Jie had a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was like.

"Whew!"

At this time, in the war zone where Tang Jie was located, a figure appeared, and it was already the second round!

"Win the battle first. ”

Tang Jie said secretly.

102 people, 51 people were eliminated in the first round, which is equivalent to a screening, and the opponents in the second round are definitely stronger than the first round!

"Tibetan Sword Sect Li Tibetan Sword. ”

It was a man with a sword, and he introduced himself to Tang Jie.

The Tibetan Sword Sect, this is also a once brilliant martial arts sect, but it has been drowned in the dust of history, and the Li Zangjian in front of him is the founding patriarch of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"Tang Jie. ”

Tang Jie also reported his name.

"Be careful!"

After the two sides signed each other's words, they went straight to work.

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of metal collision was endless, and Li Zangjian's swordsmanship was extremely sophisticated, and it was simply traceless, tangible and invisible.

But no matter how clever Li Zangjian's swordsmanship is, it is difficult to break Tang Jie's golden bell immortal body, every time Li Zangjian's long sword slashes at Tang Jie's body, a series of gold and iron resonance sounds, and from Tang Jie's body, a huge force is repulsed, making Li Zangjian's color change, and the palm holding the sword is difficult to grasp!

Tang Jie's Admiralty Immortal Body is strong in defense and anti-shock power, if the attack is not strong enough to break through the defense, then there is almost no possibility of defeating Tang Jie, any attack on Tang Jie will trigger the counter-shock Jin Zhongjin.

"Bell!"

After the two exchanged more than ten moves, Li Zangjian slashed at Tang Jie's shoulder with a sword, and the huge shock force bounced back, and Tang Jie flicked the sword body with the snap of his fingers in the seventy-two stunts.

The power of the shock coupled with the power of the snap of his fingers made Li Zangjian no longer able to hold the sword in his hand, and the long sword came out of his hand, was ejected dozens of meters away, and was inserted into the ground.

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

Li Zangjian stretched out his hand and made a move, and Zhenyuan drew the long sword to fly back into his hand, but he no longer attacked, but arched his hand.

For a swordsman, the long sword has already been defeated, if Tang Jie launched a strong attack at the moment when his long sword was taken off just now, he would have died!

Li Zangjian simply admits defeat, as long as he tries his best, he will have no regrets if he loses!

"Concession. ”

Tang Jie nodded slightly, this is not a battle that requires life and death, there is no need to fight hard.

Tang Jie won the second game again.

Today's Tang Jie can be said to have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, his spirit and spirit are extremely powerful, internal and external integration, looking at all martial arts cultivation throughout the ages, he can shake the past and the present, and in the face of innate martial arts cultivation of the same level, he is almost invincible!

With the battles one after another, Tang Jie obviously felt that he was getting closer and closer to the breakthrough.

Tang Jie believes that if there is a big battle that is evenly matched, a big battle that can bring him pressure, he will make a breakthrough and enter that new realm!

In the third round of 26 into 13, Tang Jie also defeated his opponent with a near-crushing advantage.

At this time, there are only thirteen people left, and these thirteen people have all come to this point from hundreds of innate martial arts cultivators who have continuously defeated their opponents, and in the entire history of martial arts, each one of them is able to shake the past and the present!

In the fourth round, 13 into 7 had a bye, Tang Jie was not this lucky person, on the contrary, he met an absolutely extraordinary opponent.

It was a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and immortal wind bones, he looked young, but his eyes were very deep.

"It's a ...... Very good master!"

The first time Tang Jie saw this young Taoist, he understood that this was no ordinary martial artist!

"Are you Tang Jie? I've heard your name, I'm at your age, and my strength is definitely not as good as yours. ”

When the young Taoist priest saw Tang Jie, he laughed, with a sense of being out of the dust.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Tang Jie was also curious, this young Taoist priest should be a well-known figure.

"In Xia Wudang, Zhang Ming said. ”

The young Taoist priest declares his name.

"Zhang Mingdao?Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice?"

This name made Tang Jie slightly shocked in his heart, Zhang Ming said, his name Tang Jie had heard of.

The two most famous martial arts powerhouses in modern times, Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng, are known as the most talented warriors of Buddhism and Taoism, and they are the two martial arts mountains.

In Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang lineage, there was also a person who was amazingly talented, this person is a martial arts wizard, and he is also known as the second Zhang Sanfeng, he is named Zhang Mingdao, and he is Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice grandson!

It is also since Zhang Mingdao that Wudang has not given birth to any amazing martial arts wizards.

Tang Jie didn't expect to meet such legendary characters.

"Senior Zhang, I'm curious...... Bodhidharma and Sanfeng Zhenren in history were martial arts wizards, but I didn't see them here today, where did they go?"

Tang Jie said curiously, and asked a doubt in his heart.

Bodhidharma and Sanfeng Zhenren are both characters from nearly 10,000 years ago, they are also martial cultivators, and it stands to reason that it should be possible to appear in this human palace that brings together people from different eras, but they have not been seen.

Zhang Mingdao shook his head and said: "When I was young, Master Tai left the Ten Kingdoms Continent, he seemed to feel some kind of calling that day, and left alone after a few words of hasty explanation, and has not been heard from since. ”

"Went to ...... Outside the Ten Kingdoms?"

Tang Jie heard that this answer was not too unexpected for him, beyond the Ten Kingdoms Continent is the Endless Sea, Sanfeng Zhenren estimated that he wanted to explore a broader world and cross the sea, as for Bodhidharma, I am afraid that he also left the Ten Kingdoms Continent, which is why they did not appear here, and there is no record of how they were in their later years, because they had already left.

"Senior Zhang, I have heard that Sanfeng Zhenren, as the first martial artist of the Daomen, is going hand in hand with Dharma, and is a martial arts giant, as his successor, let's fight happily today!"

Tang Jie said excitedly, the previous three battles could only warm up Tang Jie, and this Zhang Mingdao was completely different from the opponent in front of him.

"That's what I mean! Although Master Tai didn't say why he crossed the sea that day, I knew that he sensed the breath of a certain martial arts powerhouse and went to the next level, and today you and I will also achieve each other!"

Zhang Mingdao's eyes were filled with strong battle intent, as a strong man's intuition, he could sense the strength of Tang Jie in front of him, he was definitely a fierce opponent he had been looking forward to for a long time, a strong opponent who could bring him pressure and help him break through.

"Whew!"

When the words fell, Zhang Mingdao had already made a move, his white robe was flying, his body seemed to turn into a swimming dragon, and his right palm was fluttering out, a seemingly simple palm contained infinite changes, and it seemed that no matter how Tang Jie shot, he could anticipate the enemy's opportunity.

Gossip swims in the dragon's palm!

As soon as Zhang Mingdao made a move, there was a taste of returning to the basics, heaven and earth were in his grasp, this is the realm of the unity of heaven and man!

Vajra subdues the clutches of the devil!

In the face of Zhang Mingdao's palm, Tang Jie was not fancy, the power of the divine soul spread, and he also entered the state of unity of heaven and man.

"Bang!"

The moment the two palms collided, Tang Jie showed surprise in his eyes, there was no amazing collision as imagined, but Tang Jie felt that his palms seemed to be punched into a soft cloud, and the power was gradually dissolved, and it was entangled and deeply trapped.

"Wudang Long Fist!"

Zhang Mingdao led his right hand to make Tang Jie fall into his rhythm, and his left hand was clenched into a fist, from far to near, with a roar, angrily blasting towards Tang Jie's chest, one soft and one rigid, and the cooperation was seamless!

"Divine Elephant Fist!"

Tang Jie didn't look at the fist that hit him in the chest, he also punched out, like a god angry, exchanging injuries for injuries!

With the length of his own body, the shortness of attacking the enemy, this is the key to defeating the enemy, with the golden bell indestructible body, Tang Jie can fully withstand the injury for injury style of play.

"Bang!"

Both fists hit each other's chests at the same time.

Zhang Mingdao only felt that his punch was like hitting the top of the steel mountain, and his arm was numb when he was shocked.

And Tang Jie's fist hit Zhang Mingdao's chest, and he felt that Zhang Mingdao's body was like a soft cloud, and he actually unloaded all his fist strength!

After taking each other's punches, both of them knew that the other was an opponent who needed to show real skills to defeat.

"Nine Heavens True Scripture, Tai Chi Returns to the Sect!"

Zhang Mingdao suddenly, among the nine points of the body, there is a majestic true element erupting out, and this true element is even more integrated, forming a Xuanao true element that is soft and rigid, rigid and soft, and a Taiji diagram is faintly visible rotating behind Zhang Mingdao, condensing the strength of the whole body's acupoints into one!

The martial arts practiced by Zhang Mingdao are the Nine Heavens True Scripture created by Sanfeng Zhenren with a combination of martial arts wisdom.

Jiuxiao True Sutra, open the nine orifices of the human body, each time you open a trick, the power is doubled, and the skill that can burst out at the same time is twice as strong, and the realm of the nine chapters and nine orifices is no less than the nine divine merits, and the Yijin Sutra is a black-level floating slaughter.

And Zhang Mingdao broke the limit and practiced to the realm of Tai Chi returning to the sect, the true element of the nine orifices is endless, as if he is connected to the universe, and can condense his strength into a combination of attack and defense, and burst out with the divine power that destroys everything, which is definitely the existence of the ancient and modern in martial arts!

"Yi Jin Jing, Black Level 2!"

Tang Jie is also the true element in his body, there seems to be a thunderbolt falling in the sky, above Tang Jie's forehead, two dark golden war patterns condensed, and the black light of his whole body shone, like an abyss hell, unfathomable.

"Boom!"

The two fists came out together, both of them greeted each other crazily, no one defended, no one dodged, with their skill cultivation, the recovery power is extremely powerful, the skill is almost endless, if you want to see the move, it takes too long to distinguish the victory and defeat, and it is normal to play for several hours.

The two only win or lose, regardless of life and death, and they don't need to think too much about fighting.

So the two of them have a tacit understanding, they want to divide the winner in a short time, don't dodge or dodge, shake head-on, attack each other with their most ferocious attacks, and divide the winner in a short time!