Immortal Demon Emperor in the city

Chapter 327 Ziyi Martial Demon!

Zi Yi, Wu Mo!
Just the presence of these two names is enough to make the whole world tremble.

Ordinary forces dare not even mention it, and can only call them "adults" in fear!
They are symbols of talent against the sky, synonymous with amazing talents, and existences that make countless Tianjiao despair.

They were shining brightly, like the magnificent sun in the sky, dazzling to the extreme.

It can be said that no matter which of these two people they are, they are among the top geniuses in the world, they can be called invincible, and they are above all living beings.

Looking at the great mountains and rivers of Huaxia, it is as difficult as heaven to find someone who can compare with them!
Maybe the names of the two are not too famous in the secular world, but among those current sects, they are the most supreme existence. His eyes were dimmed, and he couldn't bear to contend for supremacy.

Because the gap between the two is really too big...

How can there be any comparison between the ants on the ground and the giant dragon soaring to the sky?

Each of them is a young patriarch of an ancient tribe, and also a pillar of China in the future. From now on, they will guard a territory and dominate a country!
The whole of China needs their support!

It can even be said that China can last forever with them, and it can prosper with them!
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In the end, the old patriarch withdrew his gaze from looking at Wu Mo, and praised Wu Mo in a playful way.

"The boy's body is well-trained! It seems that the kid from Shenti Mountain is no match for you in his physical body!"

"Thanks to senior for looking up to me." Wu Mo responded.

He naturally knew who the "that kid" in the other party's mouth was referring to, so he gestured respectfully, cupped his fists and thanked him, his wild body was in stark contrast to his politeness.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the old patriarch looked at Zi Yi who was walking here again, and asked.

"Little brat of Lao Zi's family, what do you think of the strength of Wu Mo?"

Zi Yi's face was expressionless, he was startled when he heard the words, and immediately turned his gaze to Wu Mo, and Wu Mo also met Zi Yi's eyes at this time.

The two people looked at each other almost instantly, and a strong smell of gunpowder quietly permeated the air, and there were even sparks splashing in the dark, which was extremely terrifying.

They are all aware of the strength of the other party, and they also know that the other party will be one of the few geniuses in the world who can compete with themselves, so a sense of fate arises spontaneously.

Very likely, the convenience is his lifelong enemy!

When Wu Mo saw Zi Yi, he nodded his head, but there was a solemn look in his eyes.

I saw Zi Yi standing there, majestic, with his hands behind his back, and his figure was upright, with a faint terrifying aura like a vast sea exuding.

Wu Mo knew that although the opponent was expressionless and calm, if he really made a move, there would be another shocking sharp blade that cut the sky and the earth in the world!

"This is the legendary undefeated genius, Zi Yi!"

"It's really worthy of being the number one genius among the Purple Clan in a hundred years. Such strength is really powerful!"

"I heard that he has fought against Luo Qingling twenty times, and they all ended in a draw..."

When he secretly praised this point, Wu Mo obviously clenched his fists tightly, his breathing was slightly short, and he seemed to be itchy.

"Really, I really want to fight him once..."

As for Zi Yi, when he looked at Wu Mo, he was also quite concerned. Although he didn't show it on his face, he still inevitably caused some waves in his heart.

This is the first time he has seen Wu Mo, but he has already heard about this youngest titled war king in the history of Wu Clan.

It is rumored that this person is currently the only young generation of the Wu Clan who can successfully cultivate the top inherited skills of the Wu Clan.

The Wu clan is somewhat different from other big clans. They have believed in martial arts since ancient times and respected martial arts. Therefore, the Wu clan will test the outstanding young people who have reached the age at the coming-of-age ceremony of the clansmen, and according to their strength, title for it.

As for Wu Mo, he used the strength like a wild beast to fight against hundreds of people at the same time, and won the first place among his peers in one fell swoop, and became the king of battle!
Such a great achievement, even if you look at the history of the entire Wu clan, it is the only example!
It can be said that Wu Mo's excellence is exactly the same as Zi Yi's!

After thinking about it for a while, Zi Yi spoke to the old head of the Luo clan.

"Fellow Daoist Martial Arts is astonishingly cultivated, and his aura is restrained. If you think about it, your cultivation has already reached the stage of transformation. There are rumors outside that his strength can lift mountains and his body can shake the world. Now it seems that what he said is true."

Hearing such praise, the old patriarch was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this arrogant kid who often competed with his grandson to praise him like this, so he curled his lips and said with some disgust.

"Don't talk about those useless things, I'm asking if you two fight, who will win?"

His words were on the cusp of the storm, and he also mentioned a problem that was enough to attract everyone's attention.

Therefore, everyone's eyes changed and changed in an instant, and they seemed to be quite concerned about the answer to the question.

But it's no wonder that there are only so few geniuses who push the same generation across the world, and it's natural to be very curious about who is stronger among them.

Especially the bald-headed old man and the purple-haired old man, they couldn't help puffing out their chests at the same time, and then their eyes intertwined, and they snorted rather childishly, with an air of not letting anyone else go.

You know, the two of them were opponents when they were young, and they fought more than a hundred times in their lives. It can be said that they have fought for a lifetime. Now that they are in their grandson's generation, they are naturally unwilling to admit defeat and want to win each other.

Ever since, a sense of competitiveness that hadn't appeared for a long time came to my mind again.

The red-haired old man on the side still had a solemn expression, standing with his hands behind his back, his breath was long, but his eyes were slightly narrowed. It seemed that he was also very interested in who was stronger between these two top geniuses.

At this rather weird moment, Zi Yi secretly raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, and spoke confidently.

"I'm afraid it will be... hard to tell the winner."

This answer made the old patriarch stunned, and then he burst into laughter. He stroked his slightly long beard, shook his head helplessly while laughing, and joked.

"Hahahaha! You little bastards, every one of you is boasting about the other party, but you are actually very proud of yourself!"

The bald-headed old man and the purple-haired old man both rolled their eyes when they heard the words, curled their lips, and said nothing, but they still had some regrets in their hearts, as if they were not very satisfied with the answer to this question.

Only when Wu Mo heard it, his complexion did not change at all, but his gaze towards Zi Yi became more profound.

Is it hard to tell...

interesting……

It seems that this person is worthy of his full strength...

Seeing the scene like this, the red-haired old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, glanced at everyone coldly, and scolded in a cold voice.

"Okay, stop chatting, it's not the time to be casual!"

"Are we here to discuss this?"

"What we need to figure out now is what happened in this deceitful temple...!"

(End of this chapter)