"This ...... This...... This ......" With Wang Yu's state of mind cultivation at the moment, he was also dumbfounded, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

At the same time, Wang Yu complained frantically in his heart: "Is there any mistake, this is a martial arts world, okay." Martial arts, who dares to say that this Nima is martial arts. ”

The purple qi is mighty for three thousand miles, which is a battle that the legendary saint only has when he travels.

Zhang Sanfeng actually cultivated to this realm.

Wang Yu naturally knew that there were no saints in this world, and at most they were martial artists who were one level higher than the great grandmaster.

But even this is sensational enough.

Murong Longcheng's appearance is already very against the sky, but Zhang Sanfeng's back move is not just as simple as going against the sky.

"In addition to some legends left in ancient times, only Lao Tzu, the patriarch of the Taoist founding school, once achieved 30,000 miles of purple qi from the east in the world. I didn't expect Junbao to be able to compete with the ancient sages, I really underestimate the world. Huang Sheng shook his head and laughed at himself.

Mu Daoren also looked very surprised on the side, and said: "I originally thought that after so many years, the distance between me and my senior brother should be a little smaller, but I didn't expect it to be getting bigger and bigger now." ”

"How can this kind of strength be accommodated in the human realm? When Chuanying broke through the sky back then, it was also such a realm, right?" Wang Yu said in disbelief.

Huang Shang was silent for a moment and then said: "This world is constantly changing, and in different periods, different people, the difficulty of wanting to break is different. I haven't seen the God of War Catalogue, but I'm sure that the Eagle is the easiest to break. And there are many more. Or bad luck, or lack of chance. But their strength is not inferior to the Chuan Ying at the moment of breaking. Even if it is Murong Longcheng and Junbao at this moment. The strength is not necessarily worse than that of Chuanying back then. ”

Wang Yu nodded slowly, which he could understand.

Some people are indeed at the peak of luck and are born with the aura of the protagonist.

For example, Chuan Ying.

Later generations look at his life, of course, it is amazing enough, but it does not surpass other Tianjiao too much.

His biggest advantage is that he first entered the Temple of the God of War, cultivated the most mysterious and unpredictable "God of War Catalogue" in the martial arts, and then entered the Ten Absolute Levels, and got the understanding of the "Supreme Grandmaster" Ling Donglai before it was broken.

All in all. That's a hanging b.

Not everyone has the luck of passing on the eagle.

Most people are on their own.

Huang Sheng is right, the difficulty of breaking varies from person to person, and the strength before breaking is also different.

For example, the "Supreme Grandmaster" Ling Donglai, his strength before he was broken was obviously one level higher than that of Chuanying.

Moreover, before the Ten Absolute Levels, he asked about Changsheng without the help of any external force.

This is the demeanor of the "Supreme Grandmaster", even among the great grandmasters, they are also high. Unique.

Obviously, Zhang Sanfeng and Murong Longcheng did not have the luck of the eagle, so even if their strength had reached the shattered level. But they are still on earth.

Fortunately, Wang Yu felt that he was actually taking the road of hanging B.

Wang Yu is a realistic person. The action is result-oriented, and Wang Yu certainly cares about the process. But if the ending is not good, no matter how beautiful the process is, it will not mean anything in Wang Yu's opinion.

So when a hanging b. It's not a good choice.

"Is Zhang Zhenren going to split the victory with Murong Longcheng?" asked Wang Yu.

At this point, the two of them are afraid that they have already used the trick of pressing the bottom of the box.

If it is like what Huang Sheng said before, it will be seven days and seven nights, and everyone will not want to see this situation.

So the two of them coincidentally made a big move.

Huang Shang's face was solemn, and he nodded: "It's almost, at present, Junbao still has a slight upper hand, it depends on whether Murong Longcheng has any backhand?"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's painting style at the moment, a thought suddenly flashed in Wang Yu's mind.

Zhang Sanfeng's body is full of purple qi at the moment, and the momentum of the dignity of the sect is undoubted.

And in the face of Dao Venerable, Arhat is afraid that it is not enough, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yu discovered the changes in Murong Dragon City.

Then, there were only two words left in Wang Yu's mind:.

When did I become the Emperor of Prophecy?

In mid-air, Murong Longcheng was obviously taken aback when he saw Zhang Sanfeng's purple qi.

But it was only a surprise.

When Zhang Sanfeng was gaining momentum, Murong Longcheng's voice was like thunder, and he said slowly: "Congratulations to Zhang Zhenren, comparable to Li Dan Daozu, and become the second Daoist since Li Dan Daozu." Zhang Zhenren really didn't lie, even if he was at his peak, he was not Zhang Zhenren's opponent. ”

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were purple at this moment, and he carefully looked at Murong Longcheng's Arhat Golden Body, and said, "The Arhat Golden Body is really round and clean, without the slightest flaw. It's just that if that's all, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat the old way today. ”

"Amitabha Buddha, since the poor monk took refuge in Buddhism, summed up what he had learned all his life into a set of palm methods. The poor monk named it - the Palm of the Gods. "Murong Longcheng said.

"If you come to the gods, if you come to the Buddhas, you will come to the group of ten thousand Buddhas. Murong Longcheng, your ambition is not small, it seems that you have not read the Buddhist scriptures in vain all these years. Zhang Sanfeng said.

"The Divine Palm is divided into ten styles, and it is the strongest move that the poor monk has mastered at the moment. Zhang Zhenren, after ten palms, I am afraid that there will be no one in Wudang Mountain, and most of the people watching the battle will be killed or injured. This is not the intention of the poor monk, how about you and me decide the outcome with one move?" Murong Longcheng said.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "It's exactly what I want." ”

After all, Wudang Mountain is Zhang Sanfeng's territory, and if he is damaged in this battle, he is the one who loses the most.

Therefore, he naturally would not refuse Murong Longcheng's suggestion.

Moreover, he didn't want to spend it endlessly with Murong Longcheng.

Although on Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng is a landlord and has the convenience of the land.

But fighting others on your own turf, no matter what the victory or defeat, you have actually lost.

Because all the losses, are yours. If you're strong enough, how can you let someone else hit your turf?

Murong Longcheng and Zhang Sanfeng rose a little more in the air, and Murong Longcheng's figure became taller and taller, and in the heavy purple qi, it still shone with a dazzling golden light, and it became more and more prosperous.

In the end, in the eyes of the people watching the battle in the square below, Murong Longcheng was no longer alone, but a Buddha sitting cross-legged with solemn eyebrows, slowly raised his huge right hand, carrying ten thousand golden lights, and slapped Zhang Sanfeng on the head.

If you come to the tenth form of the divine palm, you will come to destroy demons.

On the other side, Zhang Sanfeng stepped in the void again and again, his hands dancing, faster and faster, faster and faster.

In the end, Zhang Sanfeng's figure disappeared, and in mid-air, there was only a black and white Taiji diagram across the air, as if the earth was fixed.

Then, Taijitu flew towards the Buddha's hand in mid-air without hesitation. (To be continued......)