The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Around Tianqin Pavilion, all onlookers were cleared.

Secretly there are hands from both sides, isolating the flow of ordinary people around.

Although nominally you can't kill people in the capital, if you really want to fight, there will be accidental frictions when there are too many people around.

Therefore, it is the key to let the forces behind handle the surrounding environment well in advance.

As for the site damage caused by the battle.

Just be careful not to damage the surrounding buildings, and afterwards both parties repair the aftermath, just...

Bang!

Right in front of Wei He, Han Zong grabbed the front wooden pillar of a house on the right, and grasped it upside down.

The five-meter-long red log pillar was nothing in his hand.

Obviously holding the double knives, he lifted the wooden pole at this time, using the double knives to clamp it hard.

"Why, didn't you say you want to solve me?" Wei He stood in place, his expression cold.

Han Zong sneered, and suddenly threw up the wooden pillar, and the two swords flashed.

In an instant, a golden light shone, and the wooden pillars split into large pieces, exploding with the terrifying speed and power of a cannonball, and enveloped Wei He.

Blocks of wood the size of human heads whizzed and spun, making indescribable exaggerated screams.

The raindrops of wood rushed towards Wei He, and the two scimitars at the back turned into two golden dragons, and they let out a roar, followed closely behind.

Cang! !

The double knives twisted and twisted, and they actually delivered a dragon roar, rushing straight ahead.

Wei He quickly pushed aside the wooden block with both hands, his eyes widened, his arm muscles rapidly swelled and enlarged, and he patted forward together.

when!

Two crisp sounds turned into one sound.

The two golden flood dragons were squeezed by the huge power of their palms, quickly approached, and then squeezed into one.

Wei He pressed his hands firmly on the side of Han Zong's Shuangdao.

The two face each other, no more than one meter apart.

At this time the two men wrestled wildly.

If Wei He was only a little wary before, then he really met at this time, and he understood why Han Zong was hailed as the first person under the Buddhist master.

Because the strength of this man is too great!

He held the opponent's double knife in his hand.

Feeling that there is a huge force on the blade that is much stronger than him, pressing the knife firmly and cutting towards him.

Roar!

Suddenly, Wei He broke out.

His muscles bulged in his hands, horns grew on his forehead, and his body and height rose rapidly.

This is one of his cards now.

Black goat alienation.

After the alienation, Wei He's power was finally able to barely keep up with Han Zong.

Bang!

The two of them backed away with lightning, and then slammed forward.

A circle of ripples exploded, and Wei He was bounced back by a huge force, shaking back more than ten steps.

The opposite was the same for Han Zong, who was shocked by the counter-shock force and took three steps back.

Each step of the three steps printed deep marks on the ground street.

"Come again!" He growled, his legs steady, and his body stood still.

Roar!

With a burst of shouts.

Han Zong's two heads gave birth to black horns.

Its powerful body also began to inflate and grow taller.

"Brahma Star Array!" Han Zong held up his hands. "Get up!"

He released the two knives in his hands, spinning high and flying at high speed.

Tear it, and suddenly, Han Zong pulled away the red silk cloth wrapped around his waist.

The broad red silk wafted around him.

Two pale golden scimitars were rotating at high speed and were hung on both ends of the silk cloth.

At this moment, but five interest time.

Han Zong was floating around the red silk, and the two rotating blades made a high-speed cutting and rotating sound.

Circles of invisible force fields, centered on him, spread towards the surroundings, covering a radius of tens of meters.

"Pick me up, Brahma Liefan!!"

Han Zong let out a wild roar, and his tall body suddenly moved forward, rushing towards Wei He with a large piece of red silk.

The twin knives rotating at a high speed have actually increased in speed at this time, and the rolling red silk cloth is now like a drum with a faint fluorescence.

The wind howled, the giant shadow rushed forward.

Looking from a distance at this time, in the middle of the street, you can only see Han Zong bringing a large air current, forming a circle with the fiery red silk cloth.

He crashed into Wei He together with the circle formation. As if to swallow it whole.

Wei He let out a low growl, clenched his fists, and was about to step forward to meet the enemy head-on.

He just felt a palpitation before he was up.

'wrong! Suddenly Wei He's expression changed. The opponent's strength is much stronger than just now!

But the master duel, a moment of hesitation will cause trouble. What's more, he has set up his posture at this time, and it is too late to meet the enemy again.

boom! !

There was a loud noise.

In a blink of an eye, Han Zongjia was wrapped in a large amount of red silk and bumped into Wei He.

Two arrays of knives came from both sides.

The tough red silk is like the most difficult-to-cut real animal fur. Under Wei He's punch, it is only sunken, but not broken.

Instead, waves of shocking and bulging impact force attacked from all directions around the red silk.

"This is... alone!?" Wei He was shocked.

In just an instant, he was completely plunged into the sea of ​​red silk before his eyes.

Red occupies all of his vision.

Two scimitar knife arrays flanked from both sides.

There is also a hidden huge punch, which hits himself through the red silk. He couldn't figure out where his fist strikes from.

Layers of red silk are sometimes straight and sometimes slack, perfectly rebounding and removing the power of Wei He's punches.

On the contrary, it was Han Zong, constantly flashing like ghosts in the red silk formation, and punching one after another.

The terrifying force of more than half a million catties was constantly punching out of his arms at this time.

Han Zong has already surpassed the theoretical limit of the golden body, surpassing the ultimate strength of 300,000 catties.

At this time, in theory, he should be called the top of the golden body, the incomplete master.

"Seven breaths!"

Han Zong punched out his fists in a violent rain. All the fists fell on Wei He completely through the red silk.

Dangdangdang!

Like iron strikes, the sound of large metal clashes exploded one after another.

"Eight breath!"

Han Zong paused, his two heads roared at the same time, and his muscles throbbed and trembled like water.

His back muscles bulge high and become bigger and bigger.

"Secret Skill·Three Dragon Attacks!"

Pouch, the muscle pack on his back split instantly, arching a new head again.

It was a completely non-human head, a gray-brown dragon head full of scales like an evil dragon!

Boom!

With a loud explosion, Han Zong directly exploded the sound barrier, leaving white smoke, rushing towards Wei He.

The ground exploded and the windows of surrounding buildings exploded. The loud noise like an explosion made this block like the surface of the water, with huge shock waves spreading out in circles.

Wherever the shock hits, everything was shaken to the point that cracks appeared.

This is far beyond the rules of the royal capital. The rules that do not allow to destroy the surrounding buildings and streets are broken.

But Han Zong, who was hilarious at this time, ignored these at all.

Anyway, he is not a person to participate in the treasure hunt. Ignore these rules at all.

He only knew at this time, defeating Wang Xuan! Hurt him badly! Destroy him!

Han Zong's dashing figure, like a white dragon, instantly hit Wei He in the red silk formation.

There was a loud bang.

The red silk collapsed, and a human figure flew out back, flying into the distance like a cannonball.

boom!

The humanoid crashed into a huge stone monument nearby.

That is the heroic stele of the king to comfort the heroic spirits who died in battle!

It is more than ten meters high and five meters wide. It is constructed of hard biotite fluorite, and the surface is also covered with a layer of protective colloid.

It was hit by Wei He at this time, but he didn't hit any traces.

It's just the gravel, dirt, and dust on the ground that were brought out all the way, sweeping and wrapping around, turning into a fuzzy gray cloud, making people unable to see the sight of the stele.

Han Zong raised his right fist flatly, still maintaining his posture at the moment he punched.

"Ten breaths."

He let out a sigh of relief, and the three heads spouted white gas at the same time.

"It's over. The first genius of the military department will be removed from today."

Smoke and dust rumbling, gray clouds surging.

He retracted his hand, stood up straight, and looked at the direction of the stele from a distance, feeling that the originally surging vitality was rapidly declining.

"Don't blame me, blame you for being too arrogant."

He sighed, turned and walked away.

Next, what he needs to face is to abolish the blame that a genius who breaks the limit should face.

Although Guangci Jiao helped to deal with it, there were still three marshals behind Wang Xuan, especially Li Rong. If the emotions are agitated, it is possible to do anything.

and so....

Suddenly he stopped and raised his head sharply.

The breath that was originally fast and weak behind him, at this time actually...

call!

In an instant, the gray cloud behind him exploded, and a figure that was much larger than before, slowly stepped out of the dust.

That figure was much higher than the previous three meters.

At this time, he was a head higher than Han Zong, reaching five meters.

Han Zong's body was stiff, and he turned back slowly.

The place where you enter the eyes is a five-meter-high, pitch-black humanoid monster.

The monster has thick claws at the ends of its limbs, and its head is still human, but there are twisted and sharp horns on the top of the head. All the horns are twisted and skewed, and it actually forms a gray crown indistinctly.

"You actually...!?"

Hum!

With a loud noise, the ground behind the monster burst and collapsed.

From acceleration to sonic boom, no more than zero and one second.

The explosive power of horror was revealed in this short distance of more than ten meters.

That is a lot faster than blinking an eye.

Han Zong reacted quickly, swept around with red silk, both knives fell, held in his hands, and slashed forward with all his strength.

Huh! !

The blade light flashed down, and then...

when!

The blade is broken. Flew high and high.

Han Zong's whole body was held on his head by a big gray hand, and he fell to the ground behind him.

Boom!

Cracks were exploded on the street ground, spreading to the surrounding distance.

puff!

Han Zong spouted blood from his mouth. The muscles and three heads of the whole body were shaken by the huge force.

Bang!

There was another loud noise.

The second black claw was like a meteorite, crashing at the location of Han Zong.

Juli hit the middle of his chest, UU reading www.uukanshu.com squeezed his bones, trying to smash, smash, and pierce him!

"Want to kill me! Hahahaha! This is enough!" Han Zong was not surprised and rejoiced, his three pairs of eyes darkened.

He tensed his muscles frantically and hit his knees up.

when!

This time, it was as if an ordinary person was hitting the steel plate, and with a crisp sound, Han Zong's kneecap was cracked, and a severe tingling pain spread to his nerve center.

It's a pity that his desperate blow only caused the opponent to pause for a while.

"Nice strength, fragile body."

Wei He calmly squeezed Han Zong's forehead and raised it flat.

"What do you want to do with your porcelain body?"

"Make me happy?"

He lifted Han Zong close to his face.