I Became an Anonymous Boss

But he didn't come too soon.

If he really rushed with all his strength, it would take at most one day from the snowy area to the capital of Nantang, and Bai Taki would still be in his dreams by then.

The timing of his arrival was ingenious, he caught Bai Taki's last step in defeating Si Tianjian, and he dared to reach the peak of his aura after waking up.

After breaking through fifteen hundred troops, killing the heroic spirit, and taking away the Zijin Qi, it is the time when the momentum is like a rainbow...

The burly old man grinned as he looked at the mouth and said 'but it's disrespectful', as if he had already taken the title of number one in the world into his hands.

He looked up at the sky, and he didn't know whether to lament the awesomeness of the younger generation, or to mock the arrogance of the younger generation.

In all fairness, Lie Sheng had some regrets in his heart.

He could see that Bai Taki hadn't taken that step and stepped into the Heavenly King Realm steadily; if he had taken that step and stepped into the Heavenly King Realm, this battle would definitely be a happy one.

It's just that it was King Yong that Bai Taki wanted to kill, which had already violated the wound left in Lie Sheng's heart in the past, and he had to rush here to stop him from killing at the right time.

Regardless of regret or ridicule, this battle is unavoidable.

Lie Sheng has already left the snowy area and the mountain temple, and left behind the stove fire. He is doomed to pretend that nothing happened and turn back. Waiting for another ten or twenty years would seem too lifeless.

He let go of his hand and let the little Guanyin stay aside.

Bai Taki nodded slightly, indicating that they don't need to leave, just stay in Sitianjian.

Neither Lie Sheng nor he will do anything to this place, but it is safe to stay here.

Compared with Lie Sheng, Shirataki was a bit shorter. His height has grown to about [-] meters recently, which is by no means short. It's just that most of the warriors in the Heavenly King Realm are close to two meters tall at their young peak, and when they get older, they are not short. It will shrink again and return to about [-] meters.

However, Lie Sheng didn't seem to have a decline in realm and force with age at all. He let out a breath, like a dragon's chest released the high-heat steam stored in the flame bag, and a roar rolled up the dust of half the street.

With the unblocking of the air mechanism, the already burly old man made clanking sounds from his muscles and bones. His height was already approaching [-] meters. His appearance did not change, but he grew a lot taller out of thin air, from looking up to looking up.

Most warriors will weaken with age, even the Heavenly King Realm is no exception. It is already remarkable to be able to maintain more than one grade at the peak period, and the regression of state and realm is mostly related to the state of mind. When you are young, you are determined to forge ahead , but when you get old, you lose your goals and become self-sufficient. The older you get, the more serious your realm declines. Martial arts are like sailing against the current.

There are only two ways to preserve the realm and not lose the mind. One is to learn how to practice Qi and walk the road of longevity. Specifically, it is like Dugu Pay, don’t ask the world, don’t leave any children, and take a few apprentices at most , I just look at the sea of ​​clouds on weekdays, and constantly rely on my understanding of the world to improve my realm and maintain my state.

The other is like the holy saint. In the snowy land, even those who are as strong as the king of heaven need to worry about their own safety anytime and anywhere. The reason why the holy sword suppresses the wind and snow is also for himself.

Organisms do not reproduce when they are in danger, but actively change themselves to adapt to the environment.

Crisis and ambition are always the best catalysts.

Number one in the world who is over one hundred and twenty years old is still number one in the world, even more terrifying than sixty years ago...!

Lie Sheng didn't draw the knife, but slapped the knife on the spot, the scabbard sank into the ground, the knife pierced the ground, and the moment it sank, half of the street was like a stone being thrown into the water, with a layer of ripples.

The two were almost in no particular order, and shot at parallel time.

Shirataki's choice was to get close, and Tieshan leaned on him, and he bumped into it. Although his size was not dominant, it didn't mean his physique was not dominant.

Lie Sheng chose to cross the elbow, but was predicted by Bai Taki in advance, and the heavy impact landed between his chest and abdomen.

The majesty of the Gang Qi on both sides is like two endless rivers. Before the body collides, the Gang Qi has already collided with each other. In just one movement, the body protecting Gang Qi is compressed from three feet to less than three inches away.

Lie Sheng's feet were off the ground. He faced the big avalanche in the snow area more than once, and he was able to walk against the current in the avalanche without changing his face. Now he flew upside down more than ten feet, but Shirataki was also uncomfortable. The effect of force is mutual.

When he bumped into it, he was the one who exerted force, and he was also the one who received the shock. He also retreated seven steps, and every step he fell, the bluestone on the royal road would float up.

Lie Sheng quickly stabilized, and then slammed into him at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. He moved violently, bending his knees and pressing his elbows.

Shirataki fell back, chose not to take this move head-on, slapped the void with his palm, and threw the whip leg in the air like a spinning top.

Lie Sheng took another kick, and his body flew into the air again. He used a jackhammer, and just after taking off for half a meter, his feet sank directly into the ground half a foot deep.

Seeing that he was smashed into the ground like a nail, Shirataki immediately changed his mind, took advantage of the situation to counter pressure, and switched moves from fierce attack to the lower body. Recruit two-way foil.

Heavenly Demon caresses the top!

Pressing the palm of Liesheng's Tianling cover, this move launched an attack from the sky, Dugu Fu also suffered from this move, and was directly pressed into the soil, which was quite embarrassing, and he finally pulled himself out. A radish with mud.

Shirataki intends to just press the burly old man into the ground, just like the water battle in the final jihad in Tiga's theatrical version.

Lie Sheng pulled out his foot resolutely, and the aura surged again. With a distance of one foot between the two sides, they suppressed the opponent's aura, and Shirataki hovered in mid-air.

Face-to-face, without any watery ingredients, an absolute macho one-on-one battle.

The weird scene is like a freeze-frame picture, only the clothes are on and off, and it lasts for about three minutes.

Shirataki's qi was slightly shaken, and Lie Sheng immediately exerted his strength for the second time, and the qi in his body continued like a tide.

The demon smiled slyly, because he was afraid that you would not do your best.

He tricked the opponent into suddenly raising his aura with a beautiful flopping action, he moved deftly and missed this aura, ended the hover, landed on both feet, and landed behind Lie Sheng, and at the same time hooked his arm with one hand, borrowing his strength Fight back, four or two to pull a thousand catties.

The moment the footsteps hit the ground, the two air mechanisms that were originally indomitable were poured into the ground, like pulling out a bow of the full moon. Shirataki used himself as the handle of the slingshot, and threw Lie Sheng as a stone. Towards the towers and high walls of the southern Tang capital.

With this throw, he was directly thrown out of the city.

Shirataki shook his sleeves, turned into a thunderbolt, and rushed out of the city.

It took only a short time for Lie Sheng to fly to the ground. His feet were firmly on the outside of the city tower, and he felt a mixed feeling of joy, joy and surprise in his heart, as if he had waited for many years and finally opened an altar. The old wine sealed with mud is full of mellow fragrance.

Over the years, he has seldom experienced emotional fluctuations. Even beheading monsters can't bring about emotional changes. The life of No. [-] in the world is really boring and boring. After so many years, no younger generation has caught up. Now He didn't have any advantage in close combat, how could he not be surprised.

He is indeed good at swordsmanship, but it does not mean that he is not strong in other items.

In the eyes of Lie Sheng, the martial arts that most warriors are looking for today is too much pursuit of the innate way, and the foundation is not solid enough, so often the most proud move does not work, and they lose everything.

The foundation of martial arts is nothing more than Qi and body. Without these two, the realm, cultivation base, and artistic conception are all rootless trees.

Strength Strength means strength and energy, that is, physique and energy.

The aura is powerful, rolling like a continuous river, moving like a surging tide; the physique is strong, as solid as a lofty mountain, and sending out like an earthquake and landslide.

In the past sixty years, the one who has tempered these two to the extreme... is actually only a young man who is less than thirty years old. What is even more frightening is that he has reached this point in less than three years.

Lie Sheng was very satisfied, the corners of his mouth raised, and he looked up to the sky and smiled.

In terms of physique and aura, he is not weaker than his opponent, but he loses in skills. Unexpectedly, he also lamented the day that he relied too much on weapons.

But if it comes to martial arts accomplishment, so what!

He watched a thunderbolt rushing towards the center of the street, leaped up, and before the city guards could react, it turned into a black light and smashed towards the city wall. Hundreds of soldiers were shaken off from the city wall, and they were thrown into pieces. Basu.

This place is less populated than other places, but there are still some passers-by here, as well as passers-by, and the people have not yet come to evacuate.

The city tower was shaken, and the nearly [-]-meter-long city wall seemed to be pushed forward by an invisible big hand, rolling over a full ten meters.

Then the horizontal thunder also smashed towards the city wall, accompanied by a series of thunderclaps.

Shirataki came one step ahead, and the hundreds of afterimages pulled out from behind all turned into lightning, like spears, piercing through the city wall in an instant, leaving gaps visible to the naked eye, piercing towards the holy saint behind the city wall.

The purple thunder spear hit Lie Sheng's body, and the vanguard was torn apart by the protective energy in the blink of an eye. The subsequent spears were fired one after another, like badmintons placed in a row. Strings, lasing on the surface of the Gang Qi.

Lie Sheng's front was almost pierced into a hedgehog, and he was forced to free up one hand to break Zi Lei. Unable to continue to press on the city wall with one hand, Bai Taki turned and stepped on the city wall, kicking back the ten-meter-high tower. A large net, the center retreated [-] meters, the sides retreated [-] meters, and then stuck back to the original broken position, leaving a clear bulge in the middle of the city wall.

Lie Sheng failed in wrestling, stepped on his toes, and attacked the city again.

He rushed through the city gate, like a shell hitting Bai Taki, but it was no longer purely wrestling, but using martial arts.

The theory of vigor is the basic value, that is, the highest basic data that the character can hold.

Martial arts is a skill, including multiplier, it is no longer a simple addition and subtraction, but a multiplication calculation.

What moves Lie Sheng used, Bai Taki didn't know, he had never seen this old guy use martial arts other than sword skills.

But he will know it after all, even to the point where his mind can move at will, even if he uses only ordinary martial arts at the Heavenly King Realm, it will have an extremely terrifying multiplier bonus.

Bai Taki didn't rush to take a breath, and returned to the Vajra Arhat Fist.

After the punches, the two sides did not retreat in the air, and the buildings on the left and right that were more than three stories high were destroyed from the waist up.

Not caring about the damage around him, Shirataki stepped back to the ground, stood firmly in front, raised his right arm, and made a gesture of a goat gold saint to kill.

A ray of white light tore apart Baizhang, and even the city gate was split in two.

Divide the sea and cut the waves.

Lie Sheng raised his arms and was forced out of the city gate all the way. The clothes of the burly old man were slightly torn, revealing the sharp tendons.

Shirataki stepped into the phantom, and the next moment he crossed hundreds of meters and set foot on the tower.

At the back are the shocked eyes of the people in the capital behind the tower and the city wall, and at the side is the guard who is full of bewilderment and doesn't know whether he should light the beacon to call for people to come.

But it is not the earth that responds, but the sky.

The sky net is restored, and the sky demon summons thunder!

Bai Taki waved his sleeves, and the purple thunder, like a sharp sword, blasted towards Lie Sheng's place.

Driving thunder and lightning, how cool and crazy, he who ate the golden thunder ball is like a humanoid Tianlei generator.

It is absolutely possible to generate electricity with love.

As the thunder fell, countless raindrops fell without money. As early as when he hit [-], he was brewing this move. Now he is borrowing the power of heaven and earth, and the power is endless and endless.

Black clouds overwhelm the top, and purple thunder is vast.

Lie Sheng shook the purple sky thunder with his strong qi, and even strangled the thunder light with his bare hands, as if he had long been used to fighting enemies all over the mountains and plains.

The purple sky thunder was smashed into hundreds of pieces within half a stick of incense, and the accumulated power of the sky thunder has not come to an end, but there is not much left.

Shirataki withdrew this power, allowed it to accumulate for a while, and immediately laid lightning pools all over his body, and the purple thunder light formed a clearly visible field.

Lie Sheng was not in a hurry, but took a closer look at the thunder pond.

He didn't see any flaws, so he picked up a stone from the ground as a test, and tossed it lightly, the stone was crushed by the thunder in mid-air and turned into powder.

Lie Sheng gave a low drink, stepped on the ground, and swung his fist away. Suddenly, yellow sand rolled on the ground, mixed with sand, gravel and soil, forming a faint yellow dragon-shaped aura.

He swung his fist swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of dragon-shaped qi were drawn into the thunder pond, and the area of ​​the thunder pond was suddenly compressed, and immediately the figure of the burly old man dissipated into the dust. At that time, Lie Sheng clenched his fists in the sky above Lei Chi and was about to blast him down.

The young man snapped his fingers, and the thunder pool that was compressed to a range of three feet suddenly spread out, turning into a prison of thunder, immobilizing his colleagues in the surrounding area, and strangling the dragon-shaped aura that was muddy with mud. At the same time, he raised his hand, fingertips With a gentle pinch, the Buddha picked up the flower.

A golden lotus blooms in the center of the Leichi.

The overlapping forces were compressed into a single point, gathered towards the center, right in front of Lie Sheng, the majestic qi was shaken by the condensed Buddhist martial arts to the extreme, but it moved without destroying, the ridiculously hard defensive qi just shook , even though the surrounding area has already collapsed, the two people in the center have not even hurt a single hair, allowing everything else to be ravaged to dust.

Lie Sheng retreated again.

But Shirataki couldn't feel any complacency or relaxation at all...it was too hard, it was too fleshy.

How did the other fighters feel when they beat him, and how does he feel when he is fighting the Lie Sheng now? He has improved his handling as much as possible but still can't break the opponent's shield. This battle is destined to become a mutual temper.

Of course, neither side has done anything serious, and so far it has only been a warm-up battle.

Lie Sheng hadn't drawn his sword yet, and he hadn't used the vision of the heavenly king; Bai Taki hadn't cast the vision of the heavenly king, let alone used the true power of the heavenly demon.