I can get stronger by picking up

Chapter 287
Changfeng Taoist's voice fell, and his body, which had always been pure and elegant, suddenly changed. A powerful and overbearing aura swayed, shaking the surroundings. At this moment, the air that was originally calm was boiling like boiling water.

A wave of tyrannical and domineering pavement came, and Wang Teng seemed to see a three-foot long sword with a green front soaring across the sky and the earth. The sharpness exuded made him feel a little nervous.

This is the god of Taoist Changfeng.

There was a hint of surprise in Wang Teng's eyes. Although Taoist Changfeng entered the immortal way, he never let go of his spirit. He forged his soul into a divine sword under day and night contemplation.

choke!
The sound of clanging swords resounded in everyone's hearts. This is the sword of spirit.

Taoist Changfeng's eyes were burning, "This is a heart sword, so be careful, little friend."

Rumble!
Wang Teng's face was calm, and the thunder in the spiritual world was churning, and the billowing chaotic mist was quickly disrupted. A majestic and majestic golden god who seemed to come from the eternal void stepped on the thunder, broke through the void and stepped into the period, and a round of big waves appeared in the back of his head. The sun emerges to illuminate the world, sweeping away the twilight world, bringing endless light.

When the light shines on the face, it is a magnified version of Wang Teng.

"It's such a great courage to become a god master by contemplating oneself."

Taoist Changfeng let out a long laugh, and the long sword in the spiritual world trembled slightly, causing the entire spiritual world to rumble.

In reality, Wang Teng remained silent, but the spiritual phantom that emerged behind him could be faintly seen with the naked eye. He then raised his fist, and the phantom of the god-man transformed by the will of martial arts behind him moved accordingly.

Then lightly handed out his fist, as if gently falling.

Boom! !
Like the nine-day thunder burst, the air around Wang Teng exploded together, making the sound of thunder, and the air was discharged like huge waves, with the potential to overwhelm mountains and seas.

This punch softened everything he had learned, and landed with a majestic, unshakable majesty.

But the simple knife in his hand has already been put away.

Taoist Changfeng raised his long sword, and the long sword transformed by spirit flew out, meeting the three-foot green sharp edge in his hand.

"Turning into a dragon and a tiger."

Changfeng Dao chanted softly, and as the sound of the sword cracked the sky, an earth-shattering sword intent arose leisurely, faintly accompanied by the sound of a dragon and tiger, and pierced out brazenly.

choke! !

The sword light like a horse stretched across the sky and earth, dragging nearly [-] meters of sword marks in midair.

Faced with such a terrifying sword light attacking like a dragon with its head held high, Wang Teng's complexion did not change at all, his fist was not in a hurry, but it surpassed the speed of sound in an instant when he punched, exploding countless layers of white air waves.

The punches of the gods and men visualized by the martial arts spirit and will behind him even covered the sky and covered the sun, falling from the sky.

Clang!
The sound of gold and iron clanging shattered the sky, pierced through gold and cracked rocks, and the air waves from the sword-like mountain peaks within Xu Li shattered and fell thunderously.

The lingering clouds and mist under the two people's feet swayed far away, revealing a ring of emerald green mountains.

The sword light is like a swimming dragon, and there are bursts of sword sounds from time to time, with an overbearing meaning that seems to suppress everything.

The fist print is shocking, and the regretful mountain power contained in it hits everything horizontally, countless layers of white air waves are stirred up with every gesture, and the spiritual world is rumbling even more when the golden god behind him punches.

Both of them fought fiercely without giving an inch, Taoist Changfeng was not like a monk at all, he could burst out with shocking power with just a sword in his hand.

One sword breaks all spells.

And after Wang Teng didn't use the Pu Dao, he was able to resist the sword light that could cut everything with just a pair of fists.

He had a faint realization in his heart, as if his greatest strength was his body.

The power erupted by the confrontation between the two was astonishing, the surrounding air roared and exploded, like bombs exploding one after another, and countless billowing air waves were blown up like a gust of wind every time Wang Teng and Taoist Changfeng collided, spilling out in all directions.

The people around looked a little dull, and Gu Xiaosang even held his breath, and some felt it was difficult to breathe. The shock brought by the two of them when they showed their spiritual will made these monks with extremely sensitive souls seem to be watching. Seeing a peerless divine sword revive and fight against the divine king who came from the void.

A middle-aged Taoist next to him said with difficulty: "Brother Changfeng entered the Tao with martial arts, and he can be called No. 1 in the realm of the gods. He actually... can make a martial saint so powerful."

Gu Xiaosang's heart was also agitated endlessly, she never expected that Wang Teng would have such amazing combat power, and he could fight against the cultivators in the god realm with the strength of a warrior.

This is also a monk who has reached the pinnacle of a martial sage, practiced blood and washed his marrow in the state of Dzogchen, rebuilt his bones and rebuilt his roots, and set foot on the immortal way.

This kind of Taoism cultivation physique, which can be called the innate Taoism body, coupled with the powerful martial arts as a warrior, and the Taoism practiced for more than ten years, can't do anything to Wang Teng.

The Changqing Taoist next to him was silent, it was really hard for him to imagine that there would be such a person in this world.

Simply incredible.

At the end of the attack between the two, the martial arts master Wang Teng condensed was condensed in his body, and the "Extremely Ascending Luo Tian Fury Secret Art" was activated in an instant, and the muscles all over his body swelled rapidly under extreme tension, thunder rolled all over his body, and his chest The magical rune was raised, and the extended lava line was even more superb, turning into a nearly three-meter-high body of a mighty vajra.

With one punch, the surrounding air exploded, and a shocking power erupted.

Daoist Changfeng's face changed suddenly when he touched it. He didn't expect that Wang Teng would burst into secret magic at the end, using the potential in his body as fuel to increase his combat power to another level.

Daoist Changfeng's beard and hair were all parted, his eyes gleamed with divine light, and he shouted: "Sword up!"

The sword was shining brightly, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, it came with an impact force of ten thousand tons.

Wang Teng's eyes were like lightning, and electric arcs intertwined all over his body. Under the surging energy and blood, he was like standing in a burning oven, tumbling endlessly.

As soon as he punched out, he had gathered all his strength and struck out from the bottom up.

Seeing that a comet hit the earth was about to come, Taoist Changqing couldn't hold back his face anymore, he stepped forward, and the spell in his hand was revealed, a palm-sized ancient bronze mirror appeared, and a golden light burst out in the mirror Shoot, shine past.

There is a faint sense of distortion in the center where Wang Teng and Taoist Changfeng are going to confront each other, and there is a sense of separation.

Originally, the Taoists of Taoism 36 had already prepared for the shocking collision between these two people, but the two of them seemed to be unable to find the right direction, and they staggered straight away.

The fist intent visible to the naked eye smashed across the void, from bottom to top, accompanied by the rumbling thunder and the cascading tumbling air flow for several miles before it barely dissipated.

The sword light that seemed to fall from the nine heavens fell from the edge of the king vine within a few millimeters, and fell straight into the ground. The powerful force contained in the sword light suddenly exploded, triggering a huge mushroom cloud. The ground cracked inch by inch, and the earth and rocks flew like bullets. , the air waves visible to the naked eye set off a thick layer of soil like ripples, and there are amazing cracks everywhere.

(End of this chapter)