Wujie, the leader of the younger generation of Longxiangmen, but it is strictly kept secret.

When the Little Beast King of the Beast Soul Sect, Zhao Yujian of the Hundred Swords Villa and Hua Junze of the Wuying Palace became famous, he was unknown.

But when he stood on the martial arts arena of the second round of the semifinals, the eyes of every person in Longxiangmen were full of eagerness!

This is the pride of their Dragon Elephant Gate, and on this day, Wujie is going to step on Cangluo and Zhao Yujian and become famous in the Yulin Kingdom!

"No precepts, no precepts, no precepts!"

I don't know who is leading, but the location of the Dragon Elephant Gate began to erupt with angry roars!

The way they give encouragement to the unprecepted is to roar, and the sound is getting louder and louder, which is the romance that belongs to their body cultivation!

Wujie heard the voices of all the senior brothers, and also bowed to the location of his sect.

I saw him fold his hands and bow slightly, if it weren't for the wine gourd on his waist, this person would really have the temperament of a master.

"Cangluo donor, this time the poor monk will do his best to defeat you, and please don't have to keep your hands. ”

Wujie turned his head towards Cangluo is also a salute, and such a serious appearance makes Cangluo also feel a chill in his heart.

"In that case, Master Wujie, Master Wujie, I'll strike first!"

Cangluo originally wanted to call the other party by name, but he was polite and polite, and he called himself a donor, so he couldn't be too rude.

Just when the heavy mountain sword appeared in Cangluo's hand, Cangluo's eyes were full of flowers, and Wujie had actually deceived him!

"It's too slow. ”

There was only a fist gap between Wujie and Cangluo, and Cangluo was so shocked in his heart that he just wanted to get out, a fist had already hit his chest!

Cangluo flew out like a broken kite, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the sky.

The people who were originally optimistic about Cangluo all widened their eyes and opened their mouths wide at this time, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

Many people in the Imperial Sword Sect were even able to stand up suddenly, and even Xu Qianhan had bulging eyes.

"This kid is really a bit evil!"

Cangluo forcibly surged the surging Xuan Qi and Qi blood pressure, and turned his head in the air to make himself land more smoothly.

As soon as the twenty-four qi swords were formed, Wujie had already rushed to Cangluo, who was surrounded by twenty-four Xuan swords!

"Nine Elephant Fist!"

The roar of the nine-headed giant elephant erupted above this punch, and the fist was rapidly enlarged in the falling pupils!

"Wind King Realm!"

The Cangluo Wind King Domain suddenly opened, and the Nine Elephant Fist Xuan Qi that had just erupted was evacuated in an instant, and the barrier formed by the Wind King Domain wrapped Cangluo and Wujie in it.

"Ink Sword!"

With the blessing of the Wind King's sword qi, the ink sword mystic technique exploded!

The sixteen-fold heavy mountain slash met the undisciplined fist at the moment when the Nine Elephant Fist was annihilated, and it was about to smash this flesh fist!

"Dragon Tiger Admiralty. ”

Wujie can still control his arm when his fist is out!

He folded his arms in front of his chest and crossed them, a golden Xuan Qi shield enveloped his whole body, and he relied on a pair of arms to resist the sixteen-fold mountain slash that fell!

"It's too light. ”

Wujie murmured again, and the whole audience, including Cangluo himself, felt incredible.

In the blink of an eye, Wujie turned into an afterimage, and the twenty-four qi swords that fell were evacuated by the Wind King realm just now, but they were actually completely defenseless!

Under the crisis, the Xuan Qi was running at full strength, and the six-fold flesh of the Hundred Refining Realm was wrapped with a layer of ink sword skin!

Another punch!

The unprecepted punch directly hammered into Cangluo's back heart after Cangluo set up a defense, and Cangluo was blasted out again!

The speed and strength of Wujie are amazingly fast, completely different from his previous style, not dragging at all, but extremely powerful, crushing and beating Cangluo who won all the way before!

Cangluo only has the power to parry the heavy mountain in his hand, but he has no power to fight back!

The disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect shouted the name of Wujie in unison, and gradually, the audience began to join in.

The roar of shouting Wujie grew louder and louder, quickly forming a huge wave of sound that oppressed Cangluo along with Wujie.

The other sect disciples who had been crushed and won by Cangluo before also found an opportunity to vent, and shouted out the anger in their hearts along with the others.

The invincible sword speed and strength before Cangluo all became a disadvantage in front of Wujie.

"How is this possible? My Hundred Refining Realm's physical body is actually inferior to the Innate Realm?"

The chase battle between Wujie and Cangluo shocked Zhao Yujian: "I didn't expect this Wujie to be so strong!"

In the same realm, there is still someone who can suppress Brother Cangluo?"

"Qianjun!"

Cangluo finally began to use the Xuanwen Qianjun on top of the Ink Sword Mystery Technique, but this also slowed down the sword speed at the same time.

Although after adding Qianjun, he can resist the fist of the unringed, but the speed is gradually unable to keep up!

The Wind King Realm was constantly erupting and extracting the Xuan Qi that burst out from the Unring, if it weren't for that, the Nine Elephant Fist would be able to directly make him lose his ability to fight.

"Damn!

Cangyuan!"

Cangluo took the heavy mountain sword back into the mustard seed bag, and the Cangyuan sword behind him was finally unsheathed.

The Cangyuan Sword slashed through the air with a sea-blue sword light, and that sword light amazed every pair of eyes present.

The powerful vortex gravity in the sword light of the abyss sucked the fist that Wujie blasted out into it, Wujie frowned, quickly pulled out his hand, and then opened the atmosphere with Cangluo.

Seeing the blood flowing from Wujie's hands, Cangluo was also relieved, and finally gained some respite.

Wujie looked at his hand whose skin had been torn open, and clasped his hands together towards Cangluo.

"The cangluo donor is really magical, and the poor monk thought that he could take you down quickly, but he didn't expect to underestimate the donor.

Moreover, the donor's physical cultivation is also really terrifying, but your physical body has already surpassed all the innate disciples of my Dragon Elephant Sect. ”

Cangluo held the Cangyuan Sword upside down, and the twenty-four qi swords were suspended in the air, and smiled at Wujie, "Master Wujie, are you mocking me? ”

Wujie shook his head with a smile when he heard this, "Cangluo donor doesn't know that I am not purely relying on physical cultivation, but a kind of Xuangong unique to my Dragon Elephant Sect, [no desire is rigid]. ”

As soon as Wujie's words came out, the leaders of many sects were shocked, and the Prison Peak Master suddenly realized.

"I see, this is the middle-grade secret method Xuangong that almost no one can practice in the Dragon Elephant Gate, [no desire is just].

It is said that except for the contemporary sect master, no one else can practice, even if it is the deputy door master, he can only practice the secret method of the lower grade, and he was actually practiced by this little monk of the innate realm.

Hehe, this is a little interesting.

The Cangluo Kid is also the only one in my Imperial Sword Sect who has learned the middle-grade secret method Xuangong in the innate realm, and these two people have a fate. ”

Master, as a monk, you drink and say that you have no desire?"

Cangluo pointed to the wine gourd on his waist, feeling very surprised.

Wujie looked at his wine gourd along his falling fingers, smiled and uncorked the bottle and took a sip.

"The poor monk broke the meat ring at the age of seven, the ring of stealing at the age of eight, the ring of stealing at the age of nine, the ring of incense at the age of ten, the ring of lying down at the age of eleven, the ring of killing at the age of twelve, the ring of alcohol at the age of thirteen, and the ring of color at the age of fifteen.

Since the age of sixteen, he has been without precepts. All the vows that can be broken, the poor monk has broken, and at this time there is no desire and no desire, so naturally it is [no desire is just]!"

Cangluo was already stunned after hearing what Wujie said: "There is still such a Xuan Gong! You are really a wine and meat monk! Your Xuan Gong is not also created by a wine and meat monk!"

Wujie threw the wine gourd aside: "[No Desire is Just] This Xuan Gong makes the Xuan Qi all restrained, accumulating thick and thin, and the speed and strength that can erupt, and even the strength of the body can break through the limit of the innate realm."

Donor, you have to be careful next, the poor monk will win!"

Cangluo's twenty-four qi swords followed his fingers, and all rushed towards Wujie, but this time Wujie didn't dodge, just blasted out with his own flesh fist!

"Great Prajna Manifestation Fist!"

Wujie shouted softly, and a huge golden Buddha statue phantom appeared behind him, just like Zhao Yujian's Nine Swords of Heaven Conquering!

A mysterious aura sprinkled on Wujie's body, and every punch he could shatter several Xuan Swords, and the power was indistinguishable from the Nine Swords of Heaven Conquering!

After the twenty-four Xuanjian swords were all shattered, Cangluo had already held the Cangyuan Sword and killed in front of Wujie.

The thunder light suddenly appeared with the sword blade, and it was the Xuanwen Calling Thunder engraved on the Cangyuan Sword by Cangluo himself!

Wujie met the slashing Xuanjian with both hands, and actually used a pair of fleshy palms to clamp Cangyuan's blade, and blocked Cangyuan with an empty hand and the white blade.

Lei Guang crawled all over his body along Wujie's arm, but Wujie's face did not change.

"This bit of thunder is useless to me!"

As soon as his voice fell, Cangluo smiled evilly at him, "Hehe, the Cangyuan Sword can't be caught!"

Cangluo poured Xuan Qi into the Cangyuan Sword, and the Shanghai blue sword light of the blade flashed, and the powerful attraction of the deep sea vortex strangled in the palms of Wujie's two palms in an instant!

The palms that claim to have broken through the innate realm have also been cut open with deep visible bones!

Wujie several punches blasted out, and the sword qi of the Cangluo Wind King was blessed on the Cangyuan Sword, and several sword lights wrapped him in it, blocking all those fists.

Wujie already had a feeling of helplessness in his heart at this time: "What are these sword lights?

Cangluo didn't answer, and stabbed out with another sword!

Wujie didn't dare to use his hands to take it hard, so he could only temporarily retreat to avoid its edge.

Seeing that Wujie was forced to retreat by Cangluo twice, and those who were on Wujie's side before began to turn against Cangluo again, Long Xiangmen and those sect disciples who fanned the flames suddenly fell into embarrassment.

As everyone knows, Wujie is even more embarrassed than them, and he just released cruel words that he wants to win, and now he is slapped in the face.

"Master Wujie, do you want to admit defeat?"

Cangluo can now be regarded as a depression in his chest, he has been beaten like a sandbag by Wujie before, and now the situation has finally reversed.

The phantom of the Buddha statue behind Wujie has not disappeared, which also means that he has not given up.

He took a deep breath, smiled and took out a Xuanbing glove from the mustard seed bag, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Cangluo donor, since this is the case, the poor monk will also use Xuan Bing!"