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Chapter 929: The afterimage is just an afterimage after all, how can it compare to the blooming of a thought?
When Wang Xianzhi gathered the three talents of heaven, earth and man to attack, Xu Xin bucked the trend and the world changed but I remained unchanged.

We are born between heaven and earth, and we should stand upright to heaven and earth.

He can bear the weight of heaven and earth brought by Wang Xianzhi, just carry it hard.

The smile on Wang Xianzhi's lips became even thicker. Just when Xu Xin was carrying all the mighty terrain, the figure of the second best person in the world disappeared in a flash.

"boom!"

A loud explosion was accompanied by smoke and dust in the sky, like a comet hitting the ground. A bottomless pit opened up in the ground, and then Xu Xin's figure flew out.

A beam of light fell from the sky, and the earth shook. Wang Xianzhi is like a heavenly spirit who walked out of the heavenly gate and came to the world.

A fist-sized wound was exposed on the heart of the No. 2 man in the world. There were buds in the flesh, which slowly recovered. The scene was strange, with sudden birth and sudden death.

There was a ray of light lingering in Wang Xianzhi's palm, which condensed into a spear-like weapon and was thrown towards Xu Xin when it landed.

Xu Xin waved his hand to break the aura of light, but I looked at Wang Xianzhi calmly.

People all over the world use the three-foot green edge as a metaphor for a long sword. His sword move is called "three feet". Excellent swordsmanship always emphasizes the meaning rather than the technique, and the profound meaning of the three feet naturally lies in the three-foot field. Within three feet, I can kill a thousand knights with one sword, and the temple is like nothing to me.

Wang Xianzhi sneered, his injuries recovering rapidly, and at the same time he raised his fists and prepared to fight again.

Petals fell all over the sky, with thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, and colorful lights, flying towards Wang Xianzhi, trying to drown him and completely defeat him.

Wang Xianzhi's puzzled expression only lasted for a moment, and the next moment he took action decisively. He moved like the wind, so fast that people in the distance could only see clearly the flickering afterimages left in the air, as well as the sudden appearances on the ground. Footwells.

"Boom bang bang..."

Xu Xin nodded and agreed with Wang Xianzhi's words, so he did not plan to fight alone.

"You are indeed very strong. If we continue to fight one on one, we may not be able to tell the winner for a long time."

"Susu..."

"what is this?"

Xu Xin's expression returned to calmness, and a faint light shone between his handsome eyebrows. He said softly: "With a thought, the flowers will bloom, and you will rule the world!"

After Wang Xianzhi collapsed several peach blossoms in succession, he stood in the void, his eyes were sharp, his aura was like a shooting star, his waist was like a dragon and snake, his body was like lightning, and he broke through all the magic with one sword, trying to kill the people among the flowers.
The petals were flying, and there were more and more footholes everywhere. At that moment, all the petals were destroyed by the white light in Wang Xianzhi's hand.

"Wang Xianzhi, I never thought you could fight me to this extent."

Wang Xianzhi's figure kept flashing everywhere, and there was another throwing aura in his hand. He used the aura as a weapon to continuously chop off the crystal peach blossoms one by one.
"boom!"

With one thought, the flowers bloom and rule the world!
As Xu Xin used this secret magic power, everything in the world changed. Ripples rippled in the void, and fairy flowers bloomed one after another. The crystals danced around Xu Xin. Countless petals were flying around him, shining brightly and translucently.

The three-foot-long white light flashed eight times in Wang Xianzhi's hand, but these eight attacks were nothing more than blinders. The key was that Wang Xianzhi's newly created sword was originally intended to be given to Deng Tai'a, his old rival.

"Wang Xianzhi, you are the first person in the world to let me use this secret technique. This is your honor."

Xu Xin looked at Wang Xianzhi across from him and sighed inexplicably. This step by step has led him to be the second best in the world today. He is indeed an opponent with almost no shortcomings. If he hadn't practiced cheating for hundreds of years, at the same age, there is a high chance that You can't beat him.

"Boy, I just suffered a minor injury, you haven't won yet!"

This warrior who is superior to ordinary gods and humans is hard to match in the world.

Wang Xianzhi's three-foot sword chopped off one void fairy flower after another, and countless divine flowers were scattered. He rushed all the way to Xu Xin's true body and unleashed a killing sword.

"boom!"

Wang Xianzhi's sword slashed down, petals fluttered all over the sky, and Xu Xin's figure soared away. Wang Xianzhi suddenly raised his head and saw Xu Xin standing on a sacred flower blooming in the void, with his clothes fluttering like an immortal descending from the sky.

Endless flowers rained down, and each piece was crystal clear. Xu Xin was like a god holding flowers and smiling. He was flawless and holy, and every petal was engraved with his mark.

"Crash..."

The breeze was blowing, and at a glance, Xu Xin's figure was all over the sky. It was hard to tell whether it was the petals of flowers or the millions of figures he had transformed into. It was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Wang Xianzhi looked at the countless Xu Xins everywhere in the void, and the palm holding the three-foot sword light was slightly more forceful. Even if he used his powerful spiritual sense, he could not tell which one was Xu Xin's true body.

In other words, are they all real?
Wang Xianzhi looked around, the shock and excitement on his face getting stronger and stronger.

The surprise brought by this battle was far beyond his imagination.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the sky above where he stood was filled with wind and clouds. Large pieces of colorful clouds quickly gathered together, like an immortal spreading a huge brocade.

Wang Xianzhi took a deep breath. Her silvery white hair instantly turned into black and blue. She was originally a burly old man, and instantly turned into a man in his prime.

Xu Xin was among the flying flowers in the void, admiring Wang Xianzhi's mysterious power that turned decay into magic. He did not rush to take action, but waited for this guy to increase his ultimate strength at this moment, and then defeat him who was the strongest.

In the blink of an eye, there was a distance of more than ten feet between Xu Xin and Wang Xianzhi, and no less than twenty tall figures of Wang Xianzhi appeared. Their postures were slightly different, but they fully demonstrated Wang Xianzhi's forward rushing and thundering momentum.

Soon, nearly a hundred clear figures of Wang Xianzhi appeared continuously within a hundred feet.

Every time Wang Xianzhi appears, Xu Xin under a petal will be destroyed, and then more and stronger Xu Xin will bloom.

One goes down and the other goes up, one goes up and the other goes down.

Wang Xianzhi became more and more courageous as he fought, and his figure became more and more complex. Above the line, there were more than two hundred images of the majestic figures densely arranged that had no time to dissipate.

However, there were only more Xu Xin opposite him, densely packed with no less than a thousand, and they did not attack together, but went up to confront Wang Xianzhi one by one. Each one became stronger and stronger, putting more and more pressure on Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi kept punching, even if there were more and more "Xu Xins" in front of him, seemingly endless, he did not waver in any belief.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield between the two men split into a straight line two miles long.

There are more and more "Wang Xianzhi" on this straight line, which can be called countless. Li Chungang, Deng Tai'a and Cao Changqing in the distance looked at them with unprecedented serious expressions.

At this moment, Wang Xianzhi is definitely the strongest, because he has developed the most brilliant boxing technique in the world. If there is a boxing champion in the Spring and Autumn Period, it must be Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi could throw no less than 600 punches in one go, and Xu Xin took over 600 punches without hesitation. When the thunderous aftermath came, it meant the end of everything.

"boom!"

Behind Wang Xianzhi, a belated sonic boom finally exploded in the distance. If the world sees a thunderstorm, it must first see lightning before hearing thunder.

This battle at this moment is the same.

It is the common sense of the world to make great efforts and then fail again and again.

When the figure at the end, Wang Xianzhi, who was standing still, began to disappear, Wang Xianzhi, whose momentum seemed to be unable to rise endlessly, finally ushered in that moment of rest. This was the moment when he took a breath.

"boom!"

A ray of light passed through the void and hit Wang Xianzhi directly in the chest, knocking him back again. In the next moment, all the hundreds of Wang Xianzhi on the spot disappeared. An afterimage is an afterimage after all, how can it compare to the real blooming of a thought.

(End of this chapter)