Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Li Wujie squinted and said: "So what if I know, do I still have to sell the face of you bald donkeys? Take it easy?"

Not to mention that there was someone behind him, even before he became a disciple, there were no taboos. He just raised the knife and chopped. He didn't directly cut off his head just now. He was very restrained!

"Asshole!"

"Arrogant!"

"I don't know what's wrong!"

The Xuankong Temple team let out a series of angry scoldings.

Master Ran Deng narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surged within him, and said coldly: "Donor, I've said it before."

Li Wujie weighed the kitchen knife in his hand, looked at it with his eyes, and said jokingly: "Old bald donkey, it seems that you are very unhappy, why don't you practice?"

Master Ran Deng did not speak, but a fellow disciple behind him stood up and yelled: "Evil! Who do you think you are arrogant with? You know, this is a true master of overcoming tribulation! Have you ever thought about the consequences of your sin!"

As soon as these words came out.

The whole audience erupted in exclamations.

Countless monks cast awe-inspiring looks. Although they had long expected that this person's true realm would be very high, they never expected that he would turn out to be a genuine virtual immortal!

In the Yaowang Valley where many heroes gather, there are many noble figures among them, but in front of the powerful people in the Tribulation Realm, they are as insignificant as ants.

In the entire Eastern Region, the Tribulation Realm is at the top level and can walk sideways anywhere.

After all, this combat power is second only to that of a true immortal!

Even if they are in Yaowang Valley and have the same cultivation level, there will always be a time when they are teleported out, and then both dragons and insects will return to their respective places.

Therefore, when they learned about Master Ran Deng's true cultivation, the monks behind him did not even dare to breathe and were trembling with fear.

"Transcending the Tribulation Realm?"

Li Wujie was stunned, and then sneered: "So what? Don't say you are here, the labor and management will still attack you outside!"

The whole place was silent.

Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. Is this guy crazy?

There was a hint of surprise in Master Ran Deng's eyes.

After knowing his own realm, he still dared to talk nonsense. It seems that he is definitely not an ordinary person outside.

Thinking of this, Master Ran Deng said in a tentative tone: "Dare you ask me the name of this donor?"

Li Wujie sneered, "Listen up, my name is Li Tiedan!"

Li Tiedan?

Everyone looked at each other in shock. They had never heard of such an awesome person who dared to challenge even the Tribulation Realm!

Master Ran Deng saw his fellow disciples shaking their heads, convinced that this was just a stupid young man who didn't know how to live or die, and his face immediately became terrifyingly gloomy.

"Donor, your anger is too strong, let me save you!"

As he spoke, the white-browed old monk flashed away, clasping his hands together to form a lotus-like mark, like a cannonball being fired from a barrel.

This move is powerful and heavy, and extremely terrifying. If someone in the ordinary foundation-building realm hits him, he will either die or be disabled!

"Well done!" Li Wujie became excited. It was a rare opportunity to fight against a strong person in the Tribulation Realm.

Stab~

The light of the sword divides yin and yang, and the energy of the sword stirs 귷뀘.

Master Ran Deng's eyes narrowed, feeling a pressing pressure.

boom!

Air explosion.

Master Ran Deng took two steps back, his expression a bit ugly.

This was not over yet, a sword light as bright as day struck, the sword's intention was extremely domineering and mysterious.

Master Ran Deng did not dare to neglect. He made a fierce gesture with his right hand. There was a golden swastika on his palm, showing his sacred meaning.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the fight was inseparable, which shocked the monks watching the battle.

They didn't expect that Li Tiedan was so strong that he could confront the Ran Deng Master head-on!

"It's fun, it's fun!" Li Wujie's eyes flashed with excitement, and the kitchen knife in his hand chopped like a violent storm. It seemed to be unorganized, but in fact it was rough and detailed.

Master Ran Deng is getting more and more irritated. With his own level of strength, he can't even defeat a junior?

Fortunately, Master Ran Deng changed his fighting style and raised one hand on his chest, as if he had become a Buddha. Infinite golden light erupted from his body, and his whole body was made of gold, natural and flawless.

Dang Dang Dang~!

The crisp metal collision sounds were dense and loud, making everyone's eardrums vibrate.

"Huh?" Li Wujie was shocked to find that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut through his opponent's body.

The blade he slashed with was blocked by the golden halo.

Master Ran Deng said with a proud face: "Donor, don't be useless, even if you chop for three days and three nights, you can't do anything to me!"

See it.

Li Wujie coughed up phlegm and spat on him angrily, "he~tui!"

"Obstacle!!" Master Ran Deng was furious. Feeling that he had been humiliated and humiliated, he punched out with all his strength, and the wind of his fist tore apart the trees.

With his indestructible body, he is indeed invincible.

But that’s all!

Because he couldn't defeat Li Wujie, and Li Wujie couldn't hurt him, the two sides couldn't tell the result even if they fought for three days and three nights.

Everyone went from being frightened at first, to boredom later, and some even yawned.

Bang!

A heavy crack.

The two figures distanced themselves tacitly.

Li Wujie snorted coldly: "Old bald donkey, do you belong to the king?"

Master Ran Deng was very unhappy, but because of his status, he pretended to be incomprehensible. He clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Donor, why are you doing this? After all, we are only here temporarily. ”

His tone contained a hidden threat!

I fought back and forth with 놖 here. Do you feel very majestic?

You have the guts to stay here for the rest of your life, but if you want to leave, you foolish young man, just wait for death!

Li Wujie was about to speak, but suddenly heard a voice transmission in his ear, so he shut up and respectfully retreated to the side of Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin flicked his fingers and said lightly: "This medicinal king is taken by me. You people from the Hanging Temple came to grab it, which is so ignorant. You deserve to be beaten."

Master Randeng narrowed his eyes, "This donor, from the moment you took action, the nature has changed. Besides, who stipulates that if it falls on you, it is yours? I believe that only what you get is yours!"

Then.

The white-browed old monk stepped out step by step, his whole body was shining with golden Buddha light, and there were countless tadpole-like Sanskrit around him, and the sound of chanting came from all directions.

His eyes were full of anger, and he was looking for the best medicine king!

He wanted to rely on his strong defense and ignore Ye Junlin and the others to take it by force!

"Old bald donkey, you are looking for death!" Hong Ye's eyes were burning with anger. He never liked Buddhism. Seeing Master Ran Deng so arrogant, he wanted to take action.

Master Ran Deng took ten meters in one step, and said calmly: "As compensation, this medicine king belongs to me!"

At this moment, a slender figure with extraordinary temperament appeared in front of him.

He clenched his fists, aroused the blood in his body, and the spiritual energy of more than 100 meters in a circle was attracted. A vague golden halo formed behind him, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

"Old bald donkey, do you really think no one can cure you?"

Boom!

Ye Junlin sneered and punched hard, with the momentum of subverting the nine heavens and being invincible.

This is the Fighting Saint Fist! !