I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"boom!"

Nie Wushuang waved his right arm quickly, and slammed it out with a heavy punch.

This time he attacked, there was no vision between his shots, and there was no shock in the void, but he saw a fist slowly approaching, and it was faintly visible that there was black and red light surrounding it.

The more so, the more we can see the horror of Nie Wushuang's action——

Compared with the previous fights against the Swordsman Sisters, his punch has already condensed his power to the extreme, without any trace of power leaking.

If it hits the target, the opponent will immediately endure his strongest crit!

Moreover, the glove in his hand is also a Taoist weapon of up to eighth rank, already possessing the domain power to approach the holy realm. The combination of the two makes it more powerful.

"I am kind, why don't you believe it?"

Yang Lie shook his head and suddenly turned to Huangquan Saint Child not far away, "Or, I will seriously wound this fellow, and then you kill him? I can give you all of his holy rune."

"???"

Ten thousand swear words rushed past Huangquan Son's heart: We were still divided between life and death. Now you have a pimping tone, is it appropriate?

As for Nie Wushuang, he was almost maddened by his casual tone--

At any rate, he is also a peak power in the realm, and is also a super genius in the thousand saints list!

But in Yang Lie's mouth, he turned into a chicken, and he could be slaughtered at will to give it away. How could he not be angry?

"I will crush your body and burn it with all fire!"

Nie Wushuang roared violently, and the punch was even more powerful.

"Don't make noise."

Yang Lie's tone of driving away the ignorant younger generation, casually punched out.

In this punch, there were eight dragons of light bursting out of the sky, Yao Jiao circled into a formation, and hit Nie Wushuang heavily—

It was the first time that Yang Lie urged his fist to attack after he had realized the essence of Eight-Medition Sacred Dao Fist!

"boom!"

The xunyan fist light and the Eight Channel Sacred Dao fist faced each other, as if an invisible high-energy bomb exploded in the void, clear ripples were deduced layer by layer.

Large tracts of space collapsed for it, and the force spread out mightily, causing Nie Wushuang to step back several steps again and again, which stabilized his figure.

"hiss!"

At this moment, everyone took a breath.

The throat of Saint Child Huangquan suddenly became extremely dry over there, and he originally felt that his strength was only a slight difference from Yang Lie. No, it should be between the two!

The opponent can beat himself only by those two weird children!

But now, after Yang Lie really punched, he realized that the gap between each other was so big—

He secretly estimated that if Yang Lie had used such a fist on himself before, he was afraid that he would be crushed long ago.

Even the lack of a knife was shocked, they didn't expect Yang Lie to have such strength. Originally, they just thought Yang Lie was mysterious and might have some hole cards to fight Nie Wushuang.

Although it may not be as good, it can also make Nie Wushuang jealous.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lie's strength is more than a simple battle, he can completely fight against Nie Wushuang! and even--

Get the upper hand!

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, you really have a bit of strength! It's a pity, I will let you know what is the real Tianjiao strong!"

Nie Wushuang threw out his punches murderously, but Yang Lie thumped back with a heavy punch, and he was extremely embarrassed and angry.

When it was, the black and red light in his eyes began to rotate rapidly, the speed continued to increase, and gradually there was a tendency to form a vortex.

Soon, a substantial vortex actually emerged, enveloping him in circles--

"Xun Yan Eucharist!"

At this moment, Nie Wushuang was like putting on a battle armor, his body was overflowing with the dual energy of the earth element and the fire element! Moreover, there are faint fluctuations in the origin of the infinite holy realm.

"Xunyan Holy Fist!"

Nie Wushuang punched out suddenly.

A beam of light exactly the same as his right arm burst out, soaring by one point every inch he flew. When he arrived before Yang Lie, it was already covering the sky and the earth, covering a radius of tens of miles.

In an instant, there is nowhere to hide, everywhere in the world, in the sky!

"You! Are you afraid of angering Wu Sheng by using such a taboo method?"

Dao Queque’s previous confidence in Yang Lie was beaten by Nie Wushuang’s fist and dissipated on the spot, only to use Lin Langtian’s rules to force Nie Wushuang to be a little jealous——

In order to better select talents with outstanding talents, Wu Sheng has long clearly ordered that geniuses entering the selection must not rely on too strong external forces!

For example, Dao artifacts, such as the avatar energy of the strong holy realm, and some secret consumables.

The martial arts that Nie Wushuang displayed at this moment incorporated the original power of the Saint Realm powerhouse, which was almost equivalent to a part of the Saint's clone.

If he were more real, he would have violated Wu Shengshan's ban!

"Haha! Rules? That's for the weak!"

Nie Wushuang laughed openly, "My father is Nie Sheng! The rules of Wu Shengshan are also useful to me, Nie Wushuang? Even if I break the rules, who can punish me? Who dares to blame me?"

He didn't know that these words were completely heard by Wu Sheng in the arena!

The old servant Wu Yi's face changed, revealing a murderous air.

"Ha ha."

Wu Sheng waved his hand and motioned him to stop, "It turns out that my Wu Shengshan's rules have been so disregarded? No wonder, all the younger generations have risen, and we old people don’t seem worth mentioning. Up."

"the host?"

Wu Yigong would like to ask for your instructions. As long as Wu Sheng gives an order, he will immediately rush in and capture Nie Wushuang, and kill him in public!

As for Naifu "Nie Sheng", he was not prepared to take it into consideration.

"You don't have to go to war."

Wu Sheng smiled, "It's just some younger generations who have gotten their own ambitions, they will eventually understand that this Shenyang Mountain is still the world of the old people!"

...

The sight turned around and fierce battle was on the spot.

Facing Nie Wushuang's astonishing punch, Yang Lie's eyes slowly condensed, and the sound of rushing proudly gradually spread through his body, as if thousands of rivers were surging in his body.

Then, the surging sounds gathered together, and there was a loud boom!

It seems that Hongfeng has finally reached the end and is about to open the gate——

"Boom!"

A yellow and bright bead flew out of Yang Lie's hand, and when he looked carefully, there were fists flowing in the bead, like an endless wheel.

Under the constant fluctuations, Zhenyuan Divine Orb severely hit Nie Wushuang's punch.

"boom!"

The dull explosion sounded, Zhenyuan Shenzhu is worthy of the inheritance of the Eight Vein Saint Dao Sect. Rao is the Xunyan Holy Fist, unmatched and unmatched.

As a result, that huge boundless fist light was shattered to pieces, turning into pieces of flying feathers, easily drifting away.

"What a strong secret!"

Nie Wushuang's eyes condensed, and he couldn't help but give birth to the color of greed: his Xunyan sacred body was only created by Nie Sheng, and the rank is not as good as the eight-channel holy Daoquan.

Therefore, he could not help but give birth to a covetous heart.

"Unfortunately, your strength is still too weak to be worthy of such a powerful esoteric!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the sacred fist of Xunyan fist shattered in mid-air, condensing once again, and reunited, as if there was no damage at all.

"Huh? Interesting."

Yang Lie instinctively used the four phases and eight methods to deduce, and quickly came to the conclusion-not that the Xunyan holy fist is really so powerful, but because of the origin of the strong holy realm incorporated into it!

If he couldn't smash that original power, then his fists would be almost indestructible.

"Rumble!"

After regrouping, Xun Yan's fist light continued to smash down, approaching inch by inch, and the majestic killing intent was like a tide surging.

Yang Lie's robe was hunting and dancing, and the surrounding space was silently melted under the power of his fists, like rubber that had been burned by high temperature, and it seemed extremely fragile.

However, his body was intact!

No matter how awe-inspiring the fist was, he was still in the slightest!

"What is this?"

Nie Wushuang couldn't help showing a look of suspicion. He sensed that his attack seemed to be unable to touch Yang Lie's body at all, as if there was an invisible restriction around him, repelling all external forces.

"Field!"

There was a faint smile at the corner of Yang Lie's mouth, and he drank secretly in his heart.

In an instant, the seventy-two acupoints and stars burst into light, forming an invisible field and moving.

"call!"

Xun Yan's fist suddenly stood still, and then began to tremble frantically, as if there was some unwilling force inside.

However, the coercion of the Earth Shao was too strong, and it suppressed its restlessness, and then differentiated from it a bunch of chaotic energy fluctuations——

That is the original strength of the strong in the holy realm!

"Do not!"

Nie Wushuang was shocked, never expected that Yang Lie would be able to do this! For him, the origin of the holy realm is his great support and the foundation for facing all geniuses.

But now, this background has been stripped abruptly, how can he not be surprised?

"Close."

Swallowing the stars body power was released, all the holy realm's original power was sucked in, and then quickly integrated into Yang Lie's body.

"You! You are so stupid?"

Nie Wushuang's color of fright suddenly changed into a surprise, he laughed wildly, "Since you are so innocent, then use my holy realm origin to send you a ride!"

It's impossible for an ordinary Dao realm powerhouse to refine the origin of the holy realm. Even he just uses it as an offensive weapon, and never dare to **** it into his body.

But just now, Yang Lie made such a move impressively!

In his opinion, this is nothing but a death-seeking behavior. How can it be misfortuned?

But soon, his wild laughter came to an abrupt end, and an incredible color appeared on his face——

"Grumbling!"

That majestic holy realm's origin has been integrated into it silently, not to mention that Yang Lie exploded, and even the slightest wave of waves could not be set off!

...

Outside, Wu Sheng saw the burst of light in his eyes, and muttered softly: "The approach to the sage of Zen? It's getting more and more interesting! You really have cultivated a good disciple, this-it can be regarded as your cultivation of me. The best return!"

...

"Thank you."

Yang Lie smiled and clasped his fists, and made a gesture of thanks slightly.

The origin of the holy realm just now is extremely pure, and it can be well integrated into his Zen ground, and Yang Lie feels that if he refines it, he can easily enter the fifth layer of the Dao realm, and his combat power will Rapidly improve a lot.

It's a pity that his act of apologizing is undoubtedly like a heavy slap, slamming Nie Wushuang's face and commanding him to be extremely angry!