The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 276 Eye of the Sky
Two dragons were fighting on the mountain top, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-

The two men's fists collided with each other, and five punches collided in an instant.

After blocking three punches, Old Man Mo also felt a little reluctant. When Wan Zhenhai threw the sixth punch, his body trembled.

Like a fish swimming in water, the golden dragon transformed into a fish in an instant, and its body nimbly cut into the weakest point of the opponent's energy to break the punch.

Old Man Mo's figure was elusive, but he moved through the void like a nimble fish, and started fighting with Wan Zhenhai.

The two men fought fiercely without holding back, and the aftermath created circles of air waves, which further ravaged the already devastated mountaintop.

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose up and the earth shook.

Wan Zhenhai was extremely angry. He didn't understand why Fang Xun and Old Man Mo made such a choice and actually joined forces with Wan Zhaohua to kill him alone.

This is a completely futile approach!

Old Man Mo actually had the same doubts in his mind, but he believed that Fang Xun’s choice to do this was not aimless, and he was absolutely sure that he could kill Wan Zhenhai!
In just three blinks of an eye, the two men had exchanged dozens of moves.

Fang Xun outside the field also recovered his breath. He suddenly turned his gaze to Wan Zhaohua, who had also recovered, and spoke in a serious voice.

"The three of us can go down the mountain at any time. If you think you are not doing your job well, we will just turn around and leave!"

Wan Zhaohua had a blank expression on his face. If Fang Xun and the other two really left, he would have to face the furious Wan Zhenhai alone.

Fang Xun and the others could just pat their butts and leave. After they left, in public, Wan Zhenhai could only put away his murderous intent and put on a kind smile to continue acting. But it was difficult for Wan Zhaohua.

Wan Zhaohua's mind flashed and he didn't say anything. As soon as Fang Xun finished speaking, he gave his answer with practical actions.

But his figure disappeared from the spot, replaced by a flash of lightning.

Boom——

Accompanied by a loud thunder, the palm wind broke through the air and thunder and lightning lingered.

The Taoist palm thunder was extremely fast. Amidst the strong wind, lightning as thick as a child's arm cut through the air and struck Wan Zhenhai's back.

After seeing this, Old Man Mo activated his profound skills and his Qi rose sharply. In an instant he raised his arm and punched, like a koi carp transforming into a dragon, with golden light blooming.

"How dare you come!"

Faced with the two people's sudden attack with deadly moves, Wan Zhenhai laughed in anger.

After a long roar, his fist force was like a dragon, cutting through the sky, sweeping across the world with unparalleled force and spreading in all directions.

boom--

Shocking!

In an instant, the collision between the three caused the mountain top to tremble, all the grass and trees flew away, and large pieces of mud, sand, and rocks were crushed into powder and dust by the energy, which spread out.

Wan Zhenhai still had a rosy complexion and was full of energy.

Old Man Mo continued to fight with him at the same place, and when Wan Zhaohua saw that his attack failed to achieve any success, he immediately retreated away from the battle circle.

After he stepped back, he looked at Fang Xun on the other side and said calmly: "Why don't you join forces to attack?"

Fang Xun responded without showing any weakness: "Get it clear, it is you who are in dire straits, not us. You still want to conserve your strength and let us take the lead. How ridiculous!"

Wan Zhaohua's eyes were cold and he didn't say anything else. After hearing the conversation between the two, Old Man Mo, who was fighting fiercely in the field, stepped back and distanced himself from Wan Zhenhai.

He looked at Wan Zhaohua and said jokingly, "Haha, Fang Xun is right. I, an old man, can leave anytime!"

Wan Zhenhai on the opposite side roared angrily after hearing what Old Man Mo said.

"If that's the case, why are you still bothering me? Do you really want to kill me so much?!"

Fang Xun simply said: "Emperor Zhenhai, you must die today!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Then let's see who dies first!"

Wan Zhenhai stopped talking, the anger on his face disappeared, only murderous intent remained in his eyes, the energy around him surged like thunder, and he became completely violent.

boom--

But the violent energy condensed into eight black dragons circling around his body, looking down on the world.

Everyone felt that Wan Zhenhai's energy was rising little by little, as if there was no limit, and it was like a mountain pressing down on their hearts. Yu Jiaolong slowly retreated, Fang Xun remained where he was, and Old Man Mo, who was closest to the completely violent Wan Zhenhai, looked relaxed and even had the mind to comment on his martial arts.

"The royal family's "Eight Desolations Infinite Strength" is masculine and domineering, indestructible and invincible. After seeing it today, it is indeed worthy of its reputation.

"Zhao Hua, if you don't do anything, I'm going to leave. Guess whether this old guy will chase me or kill you!"

Even though Wan Zhaohua seemed to be at the end of his strength now, neither he nor Fang Xun believed that he did not have any trump card up his sleeve.

It’s not Wan Zhaohua’s trump card, but Zhen Yunzi’s!

This master of the Forgetful Dao sect who lived more than 400 years ago, although he has survived to this day only by taking over other people's bodies through memory, he can no longer be considered the original Zhen Yunzi.

But no matter what, Wan Zhaohua is now an old monster with four or five hundred years of memory. Fang Xun is sure that he must have a life-saving trump card.

Wan Zhaohua had a blank expression on his face, and a rare ripple appeared in his calm heart.

It is true that he has a trump card, but it is prepared for a breakout later.

According to his original plan, he was going to kill Wan Zhenhai first, then kill Yu Jiaolong, and then leave.

But now on the East Suburb Plain, there is still a Wujiantang Yangshen Grandmaster and more than twenty people in the Godly Realm.

Even if the Wujiantang killer has a strong professional ethics, he will not take the initiative to attack without an order.

But when other warriors see this devil of the Forgetful Way, they will definitely attack him side by side, and the trump card will be used to break through at that time.

Now, facing the gazes of several other people, Wan Zhaohua was also hesitating in his heart whether or not to use his trump card to encircle and kill Wan Zhenhai.

But he was hesitating. Wan Zhenhai, whose momentum had reached a new peak, no longer hesitated.

He suddenly took a step forward, not towards Old Man Mo, but directly towards Wan Zhaohua.

Roar--

But the eight black dragons surrounding him roared, and violent power gushed out.

Wan Zhaohua's face changed, he no longer hesitated, and as he stomped his toes on the ground, a piece of talisman paper with a clear light suddenly appeared in his hand, and it ignited without wind.

Roar--

The fog condensed, and wisps of white fog emerged from the ground and condensed into a white dragon that soared into the sky to protect the person in front.

But Wan Zhenhai's heart was as hard as iron, and his desire to kill Wan Zhaohua was extremely strong!
If Wan Zhaohua died, the mist that the other party had barely maintained and had not yet completely dissipated would instantly disappear.

Compared to Wan Zhaohua, he was more wary of Fang Xun and Old Man Mo.

Although I don't know where Fang Xun got the confidence to kill me, it must not be without purpose.

When the white fog dissipates, everything on the top of the mountain will be exposed to the public again. No matter what Fang Xun's plan is, he can't do it openly with countless eyes watching!

With a ripping sound, the white dragon seemed to be at the end of its strength like Wan Zhaohua. Wan Zhenhai, who was surrounded by eight dragons, was easily torn apart and blasted towards Wan Zhaohua with remaining force.

After seeing this, Wan Zhaohua actually closed his eyes. He looked as if he had accepted his fate and waited quietly for death to come.

Old Man Mo frowned when he saw this, but Fang Xun's secret voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Get ready to take action, be careful of Wan Zhaohua!"

The old man was stunned, only to see Fang Xun had inserted the Inverted Dream in front of him at some point, with the purple gold bowl placed on the hilt of the sword. Golden light was condensing, as if he was ready to attack at any time.

And the next moment, an invisible pressure suddenly rose up and swept into everyone's hearts like a tide.

Old Man Mo's face changed and he turned his head suddenly to look.

I saw the layers of white mist above undulating, and traces of golden patterns emerged, as if the sky was cracked and transformed into a golden eye.

His eyes were cold, without any emotion, just like the eyes of heaven!

Golden eyes suddenly appeared, and their light fell on Wan Zhenhai.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and the eight black dragons surrounding his body seemed to be imprisoned by some mysterious force, and were frozen in the void.

Both Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo showed shock in their eyes.

"what is this?"

(End of this chapter)