Hsu Fengnian had Gao Shulu's physique, and with the help of Liu Haoshi and Song Nianqing's last strike, his steps grew larger and larger. In the last step, he crossed a distance of several hundred feet and crashed into Wang Xianzhi.
Wang Xianzhi took a large step forward, as if she didn't care too much about it. She faced the man and the sword with a simple punch, and her strength was enough to defeat ten people.
Two majestic auras collided with each other, and the heavens and earth rang with the solemn sound of a yellow bell.
In the blink of an eye, Hsu Fengnian crashed into Wang Xianzhi with his shoulder, while Wang Xianzhi's fist landed on Hsu Fengnian's forehead.
Wang Xianzhi had been blocking the waves of the East Sea year after year, and she was still able to remain unscathed. However, this time, her feet sank into the yellow sand and she slid back a distance of sixteen to seventeen feet.
Xu Fengnian didn't have it easy either. He was hit in the forehead between his eyebrows. He staggered about a foot above the ground, but he still maintained his posture of riding the wind. The distance he retreated was roughly the same as Wang Xianzhi's.
Both sides did not wait for the bell's momentum to completely remove the 'embers' left on their bodies, and they began to collide for the second time.
This time, it was the elbows that collided first, and Wang Xianzhi pushed her palm upwards, hitting Hsu Fengnian's chest.
Hsu Fengnian slapped down on Wang Xianzhi's head.
Hsu Fengnian's body surged, and finally stopped in the air eighty to ninety feet away. His sleeves fluttered slightly, as if he was an immortal ascending to the heavens. Wang Xianzhi did not retreat, but her knees sank into the sand. She raised her head and looked at the calm young man. The hemp clothed old man did not say anything. When he reached the top of the world, his heart was like an ancient well without ripples. He had waited bitterly for so many years, and he no longer had the feeling of breaking a wooden horse or ox with his finger. It was a mixture of surprise and joy, and it was truly like drinking wine.
Wang Xianzhi brushed her sleeves and smiled for no reason. After reaching the First Rank, when fighting with the same level, especially with the masters of the Vajra Realm, the body and aura would merge into one. It was often the process of tearing apart one's clothes and armor. Only by removing the aura around the body could one destroy the body's muscles and bones. However, this kid was as confident as him, almost to the point of conceit. No matter how abundant the aura was, he would do the opposite, and destroy the body once and for all. he wanted to destroy the body first before thinking about anything else!
Gao Shulu once used to describe the majesty of the First Rank's realm. Most martial artists in the future were obsessed with the protection brought by their aura, like the officials who found a big backer and a protective talisman, their path was smooth sailing...., as time, they forgot how to persist and how to self-reliance... was''s was.. was. was..... Was it the Finger finger finger Finger, or the celestial phenomenon and and and '' '''s. and '' and, the celestial Celestial celestial.......... '..... and. and had had. it.. and a smooth journey of Heaven's had been, and a.'........ the time, they. the time time, they, they's. Have........
For thousands of years, there were countless men. Why did Wang Xianzhi only respect Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang? One of them passed through the Gate of Heaven but did not enter. He returned to the human world laughing. The other person did not even bother to open the Gate of Heaven for him.
Wang Xianzhi's feet sank into the ground, and Hsu Fengnian stood in the air.
It was like a battle between heaven and earth.
The seemingly calm battlefield suddenly changed when Wang Xianzhi pulled out one of her feet and Hsu Fengnian pressed down with one of his hands at the same time.
On the ground, a clay sword shaped like a stone tablet broke out of the ground. Hsu Fengnian also pulled a wisp of cloud aura to form a sword.
Wang Xianzhi held the clay sword in her hand and leaped up. Hsu Fengnian reached out to grab the cloud aura sword, and his body suddenly dropped down.
In the third confrontation, the two still chose to fight head-on without any fancy thoughts. The clay tablet smashed into Hsu Fengnian's chest inch by inch, and the cloud aura also shattered inch by inch on Wang Xianzhi's chest. When the dust of the clay tablet settled and the cloud aura dispersed, the number one in the world and the number six in the world punched left fist against right fist. Their fists collided violently, but their bodies did not move an inch, and there was a moment of silence that defied common sense. However, ripples appeared on Wang Xianzhi's and Hsu Fengnian's robes. The two's hands that were controlling their swords were not willing to fall behind, and they clenched their fists and collided again. Within a radius of several miles, the ground shook violently, and the cloud aura rolled. Wang Xianzhi was pushed back to the ground. When she landed, she swung her arm and threw out a punch. The incomparably fierce fist aura tore several yellow flood dragons from the ground and attacked Hsu Fengnian together.
Even if Xu Fengnian had Gao Shulu's physique, he could still control the Mysterious Finger Sword Qi with his mind. However, his soul was lacking, so he did not have the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm. He could only cross his arms in front of his chest in the air, relying on his body that was even stronger than the invincible Vajra Body of Buddhism to block that fist aura. Afterward, a few flood dragons formed from yellow sand and soil took advantage of this opportunity to attack. Xu Fengnian pulled back his left hand and grabbed a flood dragon's neck, killing it quickly. The yellow sand scattered like rain. He stepped on the head of the flood dragon and pushed it back to the ground. The corpse, or corpse qi, showed signs of collapsing like a dead snake on the ground.
Wang Xianzhi did not show any mercy after gaining the upper hand. She walked on the ground step by step, and constantly punched towards the sky. The white fist aura and the yellow dragon shot towards the young lord standing under the clouds together.
The earth emits murderous intent, and the dragon and snake rise from the land!
Hsu Fengnian took a deep breath, and a purple golden mark between his eyebrows shone brightly. Instead of dodging, he looked like he was seeking his own death. He actively looked for the white fist aura to smash or cut it off. His feet were like walking on the ground, and he stepped on the yellow dragon again and again.
If someone was lucky enough to watch the battle from afar, they would definitely be shocked by the terrifying phenomenon.
On the ground, there were constantly white rainbows piercing through the sky, and countless yellow dragons flew up one after another, as if they were roaring at the legendary Heavenly Court.
And the white robe in the sky seemed to be in a fit of pique. He wanted to kill all the white rainbows in the sky, and not let them turn into real dragons.
This magnificent scene lasted for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, and the battlefield had also advanced for more than ten miles.
The road that Wang Xianzhi walked on was full of destruction.
In the sky, the clouds and yellow sand were mixed together, and then they rustled and fell together. People liked to use the difference between cloud and earth to describe the huge difference between the two, but at this time, the scene had already been blurred.
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