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The world of wind and cloud.

Xiongba sat on the throne of the gang leader with a majestic figure, feeling a little uneasy. He was not jealous of Yue Buqun for receiving the reward of ten thousand years of life.

He knew very well that as long as he followed the footsteps of the Great Heavenly Venerable, he would get what he deserved sooner or later. What he cared about was that Yue Buqun was ahead of him.

As a tyrant who personally established the Tianxiahui that dominated the world, he was unwilling to lose to anyone.

In particular, his Tianxiahui was extremely powerful and had a huge advantage.

In this case, he was unwilling to be robbed of the national sacrifice by Yue Buqun.

"Emperor Shitian of Tianmen calls himself a god; the immortal god of Sou Shen Palace is also named after a god; Jue Wushen of Wushen Jue Palace has a name that implies that he is superior to the gods.……"

"Humph, in this world, only my God is qualified to be called God. Anyone who dares to call himself a God other than my God shall die!"

"Tianmen and Sou Shen Palace are at least part of the Central Plains. Jue Wushen... How dare you, a Japanese cultivator, covet the kingdom that Xiong Ba has destined for me? I will start with you."

Xiong Ba smiled coldly, his eyes like knives, emitting a murderous intent.

"Wen Chouchou!"

"Boss, I'm here!" Wen Chouchou hurriedly walked over, waving a small fan, with a flattering look on his face,"Boss, what do you want me to do?"

"What is the current situation of Wushen Jue Palace?"

Xiong Ba looked at Wen Chouchou calmly.

"Gang leader, after Wushen Juegong entered the Central Plains, they immediately launched a large-scale attack on many martial arts sects. Many famous masters in the martial arts world were also the focus of Wushen Juegong's attention. A large number of masters were captured by Wushen Juegong.……"

"Even the former martial arts legend Wuming was captured by Wushen Juegong."

Wen Chouchou was slightly shocked as he told the intelligence he had recently collected.

Previously, he thought that the Tianxiahui was powerful and did not take Wushen Juegong, which came from Japan, seriously.

But during this period, the strength shown by Wushen Juegong was very astonishing.

Hundreds of sects, big and small, were suddenly attacked by Wushen Juegong, and then all the people from those sects were captured. What was even more shocking was that even Wuming was captured.

"Hmm? You said even Wuming was captured by Wushen Juegong? How is that possible?"

Xiongba's eyes fixed, looking at Wen Chouchou.

If he guessed correctly, Wuming had already reached the realm of Heavenly Sword (Heavenly Man), and his swordsmanship was extremely profound.

Xiongba was not sure about the strength of Juewushen, but it was certain that he could not capture Wuming.

""The leader is very smart!"

Wen Chouchou praised, and then said carefully:"If we talk about real strength, Wuming will certainly not be taken down so easily... But Jue Wushen has a unique poison in his hand."

"It was unclear what method he used to poison Jue Wushen. After Wuming was poisoned, his strength was reduced to less than 10%, and Jue Wushen easily took him down."

""Boss, Jue Wushen's poison is very scary, we must be careful."

Xiong Ba nodded calmly.

But after hearing that Jue Wushen had taken down Wuming with the help of poison, he no longer took Jue Wushen seriously.

"Wen Chouchou, gather all the troops immediately! Since Jue Wushen doesn't want to live anymore and has traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains to die, I, Xiongba, will help him!"

Xiongba slapped the armrest with his right hand and gave the order

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At the Wushen Juegong, Juewushen sat on the throne, with five thousand masked ghosts kneeling below him, and fifty or sixty thousand Japanese warriors, exuding an aura of power and the country in his hands.

He was born in Japan and became a disciple of the orthodox boxing sect Terazawa Kenichi.

His senior brother Quandaoshen had the highest boxing skills, but he killed his fellow disciple Kawagatake and fed him to the foolish Quanchi, and broke up with his master.

Juewushen joined forces with his master to capture his senior brother Quandaoshen and Quanchi, and secretly killed his master, and changed the orthodox boxing sect to Wushen Juegong.

Twenty years ago, he had coveted the imperial power of the Central Plains and led his troops westward, but was stopped by the young Wuming holding the Hero Sword, and had no choice but to return.

After that, in order to deal with Wuming, he sent people to sneak into the Shaolin Temple, stole the Golden Bell Cover and transformed it into an immortal golden body.

Afterwards, his Wushen Juegong grew stronger and stronger, claiming that he could no longer find an opponent in Japan.

Jue Wushen caused the fear of the old Japanese emperor, who proposed to co-manage Japan with Jue Wushen and was willing to share half of the country, but Jue Wushen refused without hesitation.

He, Jue Wushen, looked down on the small territory of Japan.

The Central Plains of China and the vast country were his ambitions.

Therefore, this time he made a comeback.

"This time, I must seize the Central Plains of China, and no one can stop me!"

Jue Wushen clenched his right hand into a fist, and his eyes shone with determination.

"My Lord, more than 300 sects have been destroyed by our Wushen Jue Palace, and the warriors of these sects have been imprisoned in our prison."

Jin Cha Luo, wearing a golden mask, knelt down respectfully and reported

"Very good! When you go down, immediately tell these losers that if they submit to our Wushen Juegong, they can live, otherwise, they will all die."

Jue Wushen said ruthlessly

"Got it!"

Jincha Luo stepped aside.

"Dad, Wuming is here."

At this time, a young man, accompanied by a middle-aged figure wearing a blue shirt and with deep and vicissitudes of life, walked in.

This middle-aged figure was Wuming.

"Hahahaha, Wuming, you have come to this day too?"

Jue Wushen looked at the embarrassed Wuming below and couldn't help laughing, with a look of satisfaction after revenge on his face.

"Jue Wushen, you won unfairly and even poisoned me secretly."

Wuming looked at Jue Wushen calmly.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy! You have been in the martial arts world for so many years, don’t you understand this truth?"

"Besides, I have achieved the Immortal Golden Body and created a unique killing fist. Attack and defense in one! Even if I do it myself, it won't be difficult to defeat you. I just don't want to make such an effort."

Jue Wushen sneered at Wuming below.

In his opinion, Wuming was barking like a defeated dog!

In Jue Wushen's dictionary, there is only victory and defeat, and there has never been any concept of bright or dark means.

Otherwise, he would not have joined forces with his master Terazawa Ken to take down his senior brother Quandao Shen, and then secretly killed his master, and changed the orthodox Quan sect into his own power, Wushen Jue Palace.

In addition to his strong strength, he has also used countless conspiracies and tricks to get to where he is today.

Therefore, in his heart, the means are not important, victory or defeat is the most important.

Wuming stared at Jue Wushen deeply. He wanted to kill Jue Wushen, who was ambitious for Zhongyuan Shenzhou, but now he is suffering from a severe poison and is powerless.

"You are no match for Xiongba."

Wuming said calmly.

After personally understanding the battle of Wushuang City, Wuming knew that no one in the world could check and balance Xiongba.

In addition to Xiongba's unparalleled strength... More importantly, there is a true god standing behind Xiongba!

How can a man compete with a god?

Therefore, since the battle of Wushuang City, Wuming has been a little dazed. He asked Fengyun to deal with Xiongba, but Fengyun was directly sacrificed to the gods by Xiongba.

This made him feel full of guilt.

It was because of his bad mental state that he accidentally got poisoned by Juewushen's people secretly, and was easily captured by Juewushen.

"Hahaha, Wuming, I have an indestructible golden body and a killer fist. Who in the world can do anything to me? When I was famous 20 years ago, the Tianxia Association founded by Xiongba was just a small gang.……"

"Now you want to scare me away with Xiongba? Do you think I will be fooled?"

"Wuming, you are the only one in the world who is qualified to be my opponent. Xiongba, he is not qualified yet."

Jue Wushen stood up from his seat and said arrogantly

"Really? You don't even take me seriously? This is the first time that I, Xiong Ba, have been looked down upon since my debut.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in.

Looking again, a domineering figure appeared in the hall.

It was Xiong Ba.

"Kill! Kill all these Japanese. Don't let any of them go!"

Following closely behind Xiongba, Wen Chouchou, Qin Shuang, Duan Lang and others, led the mighty Tianxiahui army to fight directly with the five thousand Guicha Luo and fifty to sixty thousand Japanese warriors.

The whole camp suddenly turned into a bloody battlefield.

The warriors of Tianxiahui were all granted 50 years of cultivation by the great celestial being Li Yi.

Each of them is good enough to be called a master in the martial arts world.

In addition, they have been comprehending the"Taiyi Visualization Method" day and night during this period, and their strength has been increasing.

Therefore, when the army of Tianxiahui fought with the five thousand Guicha Luo and fifty to sixty thousand Japanese warriors, the situation immediately became one-sided.

Many Guicha Luo and Japanese warriors were killed like melons and vegetables.

"How is this possible? How can the people of Tianxiahui be so strong?"

���Wushen and Juetian, father and son, saw this scene with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

These five thousand Guicha Luo were the ones that Wushen Jue Palace had painstakingly cultivated for many years. Each of them was an elite who grew up in bloody storms.

The other Japanese warriors were also good fighters.

Now they are totally no match for the Tianxiahui army.

This was a little hard for them to accept.

Even Wuming was shocked when he saw this scene.

He knew that these Guicha Luo and Japanese warriors were definitely not weak.

Otherwise, Wushen Jue Palace would not have swept across hundreds of sects after entering the Central Plains of Shenzhou.

This can only mean one thing, that is, the people of Tianxiahui are too strong.

"There are so many elite warriors in the world, who in the world can stop Xiong Ba?" Wuming was full of emotion.

"Xiong Ba!"

Jue Wushen's eyes were fixed on Xiong Ba, and his whole body was like a sleeping beast awakening, emitting an astonishing violent aura. Wherever he stood, countless spider-web-like cracks instantly spread out.

"If I kill you, Tianxiahui will be leaderless. At that time, your Tianxiahui will become mine."

Jue Wushen shook his arms and instantly punched Wuming twice. With a bang, the whole world seemed to collapse suddenly.

Two golden fist shadows as big as hills filled the sky and struck Xiongba horizontally. The terrifying fist pressure filled every inch of the void.

In the camp, many warriors from both sides who were fighting were shocked by the heavy and violent fist pressure and vomited blood and flew backwards.

At Jue Wushen's level, warriors with lower realms would be in danger of their lives even if they approached.