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Chapter 537

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He came to the east street to look for Chung Geng Sheng. The silence of the "Meng Hua" puzzled him.

Chung Geng Sheng came here to show off. The more noise he made, the better. How could it be so quiet?

But until he entered the door, he didn't think that Zhong Xuan Sheng might have met with an accident. Because this seemed to be something completely impossible!

Chung Geng Sheng was the legitimate son of the Junggenjia, one of the top families in Qi.

And this was Linzi!

He even thought that Chung Geng Sheng had left. But since he was already here, he might as well take a look at the famous "Meng Hua" and pick some nice clothes for Jiang Anan. Although he couldn't see Jiang Anan for the time being, he could prepare some gifts … He had prepared many kinds of gifts.

But as soon as he stepped into the courtyard of the "Meng Hua", he found that the environment was different, and Chung Geng Sheng was in danger.

He didn't even think about it. He directly used the Binding of Five Energies to disturb Wang Yiwu. Then he used all his strength to stab at Wang Yiwu, forcing him to retreat.

Jiang Wang wasn't a person who made promises easily.

He would try his best to do what he promised.

He said he would try to kill Wang Yiwu.

Then he wouldn't just "try". He would try his best and gamble everything!

"You? Kill me? "

Wang Yiwu, who had retreated to the other side of the room, frowned. "A mere Soaring Dragon Realm cultivator?"

He didn't mean to be pretentious. He really suspected that he had misheard.

He had never thought that there would be a Soaring Dragon Realm cultivator who could be his opponent.

He was invincible in the same realm. Not only in any place or country, but also in the present. He was the most invincible among all the geniuses since ancient times.

He was the first Reaching Heaven Realm cultivator since ancient times.

His future was expected by everyone.

He also believed that he would be the first Soaring Dragon in the world.

He had such confidence, and confidence was based on his absolute strength.

The Heaven and Earth Gate was the boundary between Heaven and Earth. The Reaching Heaven Realm was the limit that "mortals" could explore, so there were milestones.

After opening the Heaven and Earth Gate, there was a whole new world.

This world was incomparably vast and could not be defined by a limit. In the Soaring Dragon Realm, every cultivator pursued "perfection", so naturally, they would knock open the Inner Palace. On the basis of "perfection", of course, one could also pursue higher heights, but the significance was not as great.

However, even if the Soaring Dragon Realm did not have the so-called historical limit, if Wang Yiwu said that he was the strongest in this realm, who would dare to doubt him? Who could doubt it?

His fists had defeated all of the nine soldiers of Da Qi and all of his peers in the army. He had never tasted defeat.

In the entire Linzi City, no matter if it was the son of a noble family, a disciple of a famous master, or even a prince or an imperial grandchild, within the same realm, who would dare to compete with him?

If he wasn't number one, then who was?

Now, a youth who was also in the Soaring Dragon Realm actually dared to say that he wanted to kill him?

This was simply absurd!

The Dream Flower had three large rooms, all of which had been "cleared" in the previous battle.

The manager of Dreamy Flower was curled up in a corner, as if he was hoping to become the background of the room and be ignored by everyone.

The ground was littered with corpses.

Chung Geng Sheng's subordinate, Dream Flower's employee …

Fourteen was pressed against the wall. Judging from his posture, he had slammed into the wall and was now powerless to slide down.

A few pieces of the Mountain-Bearing Armor still hung on her body, indicating her identity.

Fist prints were everywhere. All of the details were illustrative of Wang Yiwu's strength.

Jiang Wang carried Sauvignon Blanc in his hand and stepped on the mess on the ground, resolutely walking towards his opponent.

Crown of Thorns, Tiger Binding of Five Qi!

His hand seals flew as the flames of jealousy burned!

The faster Jiang Wang's hands moved, the faster his feet moved.

Every step he took was solid ground, borrowing the force of the earth's recoil and stacking it into the next step.

His rapid footsteps were like the beating of a drum.

The battle had begun!

The war drums had sounded!

For a master like Wang Yiwu who had extreme control over his body, the effects of Tiger Binding of Five Qi were negligible. Moreover, this was his second confrontation in the battle. Even with the enhancement of the Crown of Thorns, he only clenched his fists tightly, guarding the five Qi in his body without wavering.

The Flames of Jealousy burned fiercely. Wang Yiwu turned his body and let it burn!

"Flames of Jealousy is indeed an excellent Dao technique. But in the world, only people are jealous of me. I'm not jealous of anyone!"

Flames of Jealousy worked on emotions. Without a corresponding emotional foundation, it could not be established.

Of course, Wang Yiwu could not avoid a direct confrontation with Jiang Wang. He strode forward, raised his fist, and once again used the Anatta Killing Fist.

"I've been number one in every realm. I'm the world's number one soaring dragon!"

Of course, he did not say this to help Jiang Wang explain why the Flames of Jealousy failed and why it was futile.

He was emphasizing his own confidence and weakening his opponent's confidence.

The Flames of Jealousy backfired!

He used the Anatta Killing Fist because it was powerful and direct enough. It did not mean that he did not understand the various Dao techniques.

The Flames of Jealousy that Jiang Wang used backfired on him for the first time.

However, Jiang Wang's Dao heart was as firm as ever. He only faced the gap and chased after it. He only asked for things from himself. He never blamed the heavens, never blamed others, and never envied others!

The Flames of Jealousy did not have any effect on either of them. It quietly dissipated.

Jiang Wang and Wang Yiwu had already collided.

Zhangsi swept horizontally, slashed diagonally and stabbed. Wang Yiwu punched left and right, fighting step by step.

His sword pierced through Dao energy, his fist wrapped around Termination Energy.

Both sides fought around every inch of the space, using the most basic moves to determine life and death.

The simplest, most direct, most straightforward, and most intense.

For a moment, there were shadows of swords and fists everywhere.

Jiang Wang did not speak again. Every move, every sword was a language.

Every sword strike was fulfilling his principles and his promise.

I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you!

This intense determination was clearly felt by Wang Yiwu.

He became more and more angry. As proud as he was, he could not tolerate anyone in the same realm fighting against him. Even if it was only a short stalemate, he could not tolerate it!

"Leave your life here!"

He withdrew his fist. All the Termination Energy and light flames were contained in his fist.

There was only one clean, simple, and powerful fist.

It blasted out directly!

The Anatta Killing Fist, the Invincible Killing Fist.

The Anatta Killing Fist was because I was the fist. The Invincible Killing Fist was because the fist killed the enemy!

But Chang Xiangsi's clear and melodious cry was heard. It crossed in front of his eyes, and the wind and clouds dispersed.

The Sword of a Famed Scholar.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be only this horizontal line, only this fist shadow.

They collided.

Wang Yiwu took a step back, and Jiang Wang flew backward directly!

Jiang Wang was at a disadvantage in this attack, but the gap was not as big as it appeared.

Of course, Wang Yiwu understood this point. So he pushed off with his back foot, and his entire body shot forward like a javelin.

Jiang Wang was still in the air, still flying backward. His swordsmanship was enough to be proud of, but Wang Yiwu's boxing was even more top-notch at the present stage.

In the short exchange before, he judged that he could not directly kill his opponent with his swordsmanship, so he took advantage of the opportunity to pull away.

One retreated, the other advanced. It seemed that the confidence of both sides was wavering.

But Wang Yiwu's pride did not change, and Jiang Wang's confidence did not decrease either.

The essence of a battle was very simple. One win, one lose, one live, one die.

One had to use great courage, carry out a steel-like will, and use unparalleled courage to lead to the final outcome.

When Wang Yiwu closed in with his fists.

The Dao formula was also completed.

The sound of bells, flutes, drums, pipa, zither, zither, tambourine, sheng, and so on …

Eight kinds of beautiful sounds resonated together, forming a great sonata.

The chirping Flame Sparrows covered the sky and covered the earth as they rushed out.

But different from before, nearly half of the Flame Sparrows held a flower in their beaks.

Flower of Flame!

Flame Sparrow of Eight Notes, Flame Sparrow holding a flower!

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