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"Please!" Zhang SanFeng waved his sleeves, and a huge rock that was as tall as a human was tossed tens of feet away. He then cupped his fists towards Cihangjing Mosque's Fan Qinghui.
"Does the rock on Dita Peak have a grudge against you people?" Looking at the calm Zhang SanFeng, everyone had a bitter look on their faces. "If it's not to shake the mountain, then it's to split the mountain and break the rocks."
"Is it really okay to attack people like this?"
This made the 'heroes' in the Pugilistic World, who originally thought of themselves as experts, have an ugly look on their faces. What was suitable to test one's strength was measured by a huge rock that was as tall as a human.
Zhang SanFeng was a martial arts expert at the pinnacle of the Innate Realm, but it could also be said that he wasn't. This was because he had reached a strange realm, which was the limit of the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre.
Although Zhou Yang didn't know the reason, he felt that it should be due to the energy in the world of 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre Sabre'. Of course, there could be other reasons, but it wasn't something that the current Zhou Yang could understand.
If any expert at the consummate level of the Xiantian Realm were to fight him one-on-one, that person would definitely be easily beaten up!
It was difficult for others to understand the strength of a martial arts master who created the Inner Elixir system. In addition, Taiji Fist was originally a move that defeated the strong with the weak, so his strength was unfathomable.
Otherwise, Lord Tiedan Zhu Ignores wouldn't have shown his fighting spirit when he saw Zhang SanFeng fight for the first time.
Lord Tiedan Zhu Ignores had absorbed the inner energy of 108 experts from the eight major sects, and during his time in the Pugilistic World, he had absorbed the inner energy of countless experts that he had defeated.
How deep was his inner energy?
If Zhang SanFeng was just an ordinary Innate Full Circle, how could he have aroused his fighting spirit?
Zhang SanFeng floated lightly, like a white crane in the clear sky, and slapped towards Cihangjing Mosque's Fan Qinghui in the air.
However, Fan Qinghui had a solemn look on her face. In the palm that seemed to be slowly sweeping towards her, she felt an unimaginably pure Qi.
He had never seen or heard of such pure zhenqi before. Perhaps only the zhenqi in Ning Daoqi's body could compare to it.
The Sect Leader of the Kind Boathouse, Fan Qinghui, immediately drew out the green sword from her waist. A cold gleam flashed and the tip of the sword met the palm that was coming at her face. It was like a bolt of lightning. In just a breath's time, the sword was only three inches away from the palm.
In the face of such a swift and fierce sword technique, Zhang SanFeng's complexion remained unchanged. In an instant, his palm turned into a finger, and with a light flick of his finger, he flicked it towards the tip of the sword that was rapidly piercing towards him.
Clang!
A clear sound rang out at the top of Dita Peak. An ear-piercing sound assaulted everyone's eardrums, causing some of the weaker people to feel slightly dizzy.
When Yang Guang, the emperor of Sui Yang Dynasty, saw that the sect leader of Kind Boathouse was blocked again, he was delighted. The Kind Boathouse would definitely not be able to escape from this disaster.
"Shop owner, what do you think?" Yang Guang, the Emperor of Sui Yang, asked Zhou Yang carefully while he sized up the nuns who kept walking out of Ciboing Jing Zhai.
Ciboing Jing Zhai had the Ciboing Sword Codex, one of the Four Great Mystical Books, and the Ciboing Sword Codex had always been kept in Ciboing Jing Zhai.
Although it was impossible for everyone to cultivate the entire Ciboing Sword Codex, it was still possible for them to cultivate part of it.
Kuo Zhong and Xu Zhiling had only cultivated one picture of the Longevity Incantation, and in just a few years, they had become famous experts.
The Ciboing Sword Codex might be slightly weaker than the other three mystical books, but it still surpassed the other martial arts in the Jianghu, and it had been passed down for a long time.
It was unknown how many experts there were in the sect.
In fact, among the nuns who had just appeared, Zhou Yang sensed that there were two experts who were not any weaker than the sect leader of Ciboing Jing Zhai, Fan Qinghui. He also did not know how many Innate Realm experts there were.
In the Jianghu, strength was the most important thing. It did not matter how noble one's background was, how outstanding one's appearance was, how noble one's character was, or how much one's integrity was. If one could not withstand a punch from Yang Guang, one would be nothing.
The reason why Ciboing Jing Zhai was able to stand at the top of the orthodox martial arts world was because there was always a group of top-notch martial arts experts in the Jianghu in Ciboing Jing Zhai.
"Stop those who are at least Xiantian realm Greater Mastery," Zhou Yang said to the group of people behind him.
The two Zongshi realm experts were stopped by Sweeping Monk and Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng. The other five Xiantian realm Greater Mastery were also stopped by Meng Tian, Zhang Han, and the others.
The only ones left behind behind Zhou Yang were Sword God Ximen Chuixue and the City Lord of White Cloud City, Ye Gucheng.
After the duel, the two of them had reached a higher realm in their martial arts. On top of that, their swordsmanship was unique and unique, making it difficult for them to find a match for them in the same realm.
As such, they did not make a move against the Xiantian realm experts of Ciboing Jing Zhai. While their swordsmanship was outstanding, they had yet to grasp the essence of the swordsmanship, so it was difficult for them to feel the desire to fight.
Besides, the two of them would not hold back at all.
"Kill!" Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang, had an excited look in his eyes. 'Damn it, I'm really invincible now. A Zongshi realm expert can easily crush these martial artists below Greater Mastery.'
The moment Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang, finished speaking, a dozen black-armored soldiers drew their swords from their waists and charged toward Ciboing Jing Zhai. Every single one of them was at Xiantian realm. Clearly, these elite soldiers were experts that Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang, had secretly nurtured.
The old eunuch, who left behind a white blur, also charged into Ciboing Jing Zhai. He was so fast that the eyes of martial artists below Xiantian realm could not keep up with his speed.
Every time the old eunuch jumped, a scream would be heard. Not all Xiantian realm martial artists were geniuses like Ximen Chuixue and the others, who could create their own martial arts and fight those who were at a higher realm than them.
Although the nuns of Ciboing Jing Zhai had cultivated part of the Ciboing Swordplay, the old eunuch's cultivation technique was also extraordinary.
His cultivation technique allowed Zhou Yang to see the essence of the Sunflower Manual and Bixie Swordplay. There was only one word to describe it — fast! Cunning!
When others attacked once, you attacked five times, or even ten times. When others attacked you once, you attacked them ten times.
The higher-ups of Ciboing Jing Zhai instantly became anxious. The old eunuch was like a tiger that had entered a flock of sheep. Every time he attacked, someone would be sent flying while coughing up blood.
"Priest Ning, please help us!" Fan Qinghui, the sect master of Ciboing Jing Zhai, said anxiously.
If this went on, Ciboing Jing Zhai's destruction would be imminent. How could she not be anxious? Could it be that Ciboing Jing Zhai, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, would be destroyed by his hands?
When Ning Daoqi heard this, his face twitched. He was already certain that the young man he was fighting against was definitely not human.
In the beginning, when he saw Sun Wukong, who had the divine power of an Enlightened Master and a pure heart, he did not use his full strength.
As the strongest grandmaster in the Central Plains, his bearing was naturally extraordinary. Why would he be calculative with a young man?
However, as the elites of Ciboing Jing Zhai were continuously intercepted, Ning Daoqi could not help but use more strength. In the end, even though the young man's face was swollen and bruised, his eyes shone brightly. The more he fought, the braver he became, and the fiercer he became. No one knew where he got his strength from, but he continued fighting against Ning Daoqi.
Ning Daoqi sized up the other battlefields, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. He hardened his heart and used his ultimate technique to strike Sun Wukong's chest.
A great qi struck Sun Wukong's body.
Boom!
A loud sound rose, and Sun Wukong was sent flying. Blood trickled out of the corners of his mouth, and he crashed into a cliff. His entire body sank into the stone wall.
"Shop owner, do you want us to attack?" The swords in Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng's hands trembled.
The title of the strongest grandmaster in the world was indeed extraordinary. Even though both of them were not confident that they could win against Ning Daoqi, if they fought against a true elite, even if they died in battle, it would still be a form of enjoyment for them.
"Don't panic. It's just a minor injury." Zhou Yang said calmly. 'Damn it. Every time Sun Wukong fights against an elite, he will not use his full strength unless he is beaten up so badly that even his mother cannot recognize him.'
When Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue heard this, they were a little disappointed, but they did not attack.
However, when the people around them heard this, their mouths twitched, and their faces twitched!
'Your little brother has been beaten into the mountain. What the hell? Even an iron man will have two pieces sticking out when he's beaten into the mountain.
'Look at him, he's just a teenager, and he's been beaten up so badly. Not only did he stop others from helping him, but he even said that it's a minor injury. Is it because he was beaten up so badly that his head fell off?'
Ning Daoqi looked at Sun Wukong, who was sent flying into the mountain wall, and he looked a little reluctant to see him. However, he did not need to use such great strength, because he could not fight against Sun Wukong alone.
Besides, the disciples of Kind Boathouse were being pushed back by the attacks of the old eunuch and more than ten soldiers in black armor.
If he still did not attack, even if Kind Boathouse won in the end, they would suffer a great loss of strength.
"Ahem! Don't go. Our battle is not over yet. "Inside the stone wall, Sun Wukong coughed softly and slowly stood up.
"You're so powerful. Now, I'm not afraid of killing you," Sun Wukong said solemnly to Ning Daoqi, who was about to turn around and leave.
Zhou Yang was speechless.
Ning Daoqi was speechless.
Everyone was speechless.
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