There are countless capable people in the world, but when fighting, there are generally only two situations that can not leak their breath: one is that the gap between the two sides is too large, and the person in the high position can easily play the opponent between the palms;

Of course, magic artifacts generally refer to artifacts formed by the refining and processing of various supernatural objects by monks.

However, neither of these situations applies to the current Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu in this matter, in everyone's perception, is no different from a pure stone, but there is no sense of coldness and hardness, and some are just nothingness.

Zhang Wu didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's mood, his legs were slightly bent, and with unparalleled catapult power, as if flying at a low altitude, he swooped and almost jumped in front of the Taoist.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist didn't care about the damage to the heartache magic weapon, he didn't think that Zhang Wu would show mercy to his subordinates and spare his life.

The Taoist face showed a look of pain, and he threw out a handful of talismans, all of which were available in the five elements, as well as a bunch of immortal talismans. I saw that the bundle of immortal talismans was instantly elongated, like a spiritual snake from Zhang Wu's fist entwined, Jin Ge, firebird, wood vine, water marsh, stone wall, each performing its own duties, Jin Ge stabbed Zhang Wu's eyebrows, the firebird went straight to Zhang Wu's chest, Mu Teng assisted Shu Immortal Fu to trap Zhang Wu, and the water swamp let Zhang Wu sink deeply, slowly sinking, and the last stone wall stood firmly in front of Zhang Wu for interception.

The purpose of Taoism is not to pursue how powerful Taoism is, but to pursue immortality. Don't seek longevity, don't do business. The middle-aged Taoist is named Yang Tong, and his cultivation has reached the realm of non-action, and he is only half a step away from the realm of good water. But he was mired in the quagmire of the big lance, and his Dao heart was constantly rising and falling, and he was a real Taoist who did not do his job.

But because of this, he got an unknown number of benefits, like that Qingding, which is a supreme magic weapon in the treasury of the Great Lance, and in the end, he was cheaper.

And his fighting ability is also much stronger, otherwise Zhang Wu would have been able to blow his head with one punch.

Rao is like this, this large number of talismans actually failed to trap Zhang Wu, but only slightly blocked his pace. His arms sank slightly, and the two thin vine ropes broke, and he jumped out of the swamp without seeing how his legs swayed, and the Jin Ge did not hurt him in the slightest, except for the firebird to burn a hole in his clothes......

Zhang Wu walked casually, and the stone wall collapsed in response.

At this time, the last man in the python robe couldn't sit still at this time, he was the only prince of the big lance, because the other brothers in the saint today were all dead, and only he was left, Prince Yong.

It is said that he is the emperor's favorite younger brother, and when he fought for the golden dragon chair, he was not yet five years old, so he naturally had no conflict with other princes.

Now, more than 50 years have passed, and Prince Yong is already a great martial artist in his fifties. But he still understood that even if he was in the same realm as Zhang Wu, he was by no means an opponent of this person. However, Prince Yong also has arrogance in his heart, because he feels that he is not inferior to Zhang Wu, and if he gives him another thirty years, maybe he can go that far.

But now, Zhang Wu has taken that step. He opened up a broken path that had been left for eternity, and asked what he said? Because the three-in-three six-perfect martial artist is already the perfect martial artist that all martial artists can imagine.

Whether it is the body, mind, technique, or even the mysterious and mysterious Dao, they have all been mastered by this kind of great martial artists, so in which direction should the martial artists go?

Zhang Wu gave the answer.

If it is said that the Sanhe Realm piles the sand together, then the current Zhang Wu is kneading the sand into a whole, and the whole can no longer be divided!

In the three-in-one stage, the spirit and spirit are like an exercise between grains of sand, so that the pair of sand will not be washed away by the water, and when it comes to Zhang Wu's stage, it is to knead the sand into a new thing like a stone.

At this time, Zhang Wu's aura had not changed much, and he found that he didn't really need much external force, because he was far stronger than he thought.

Takefu's perfect state in the sixth realm became more and more invulnerable as he progressed. The process grew faster and faster as he ran and forward, until a slight, barely audible sound appeared, small but spread throughout the world to the heavens.

"The stars and men are splendid and don't change, grab the mountains and seas with their hands!hahahaha......" Zhang Wu suddenly stopped, his breath was almost explosive, but it was like a pillar, even if it was a monstrous flood and the stars and moon fell, it could not be shaken.

Prince Yong's eyes were complicated, but the expressions of Dingguo Gong and Yang Guogong were surprisingly consistent, both with envy and a little awe. From now on, the world's martial artists will be respected by Zhang Wu.