Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　There is also an iron net made of fine steel fluttering in the wind. Under the master's control, it stopped in front of him like a living thing and met Li Chenzhou's endless iron fist.

　　In martial arts, weapons such as the nine-section whip, the one-legged bronze figurine, and the three-pointed two-edged sword have been called Qimen weapons.

　　However, even if these strange weapons are added together, it is not as strange as the iron net of Zhu Xiawu.

　　The iron net was twisted under the control of the master. It was obviously a big net that leaked air from all sides, but it was like a sparse skynet, which blocked Li Chenzhou's endless iron fist with the power of thunder, which was enough to shatter a mountain of dozens of meters high and low. .

　　clang!clang!clang!

　　The two masters fought fiercely, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was played, echoing in the sky, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.

　　When Li Chenzhou's last fist was also blocked, Zhu Xiawu flicked his palm lightly, and the iron net fell under Li Chenzhou's hood.

　　Zhu Xiawu's hands were not idle either. He punched and slammed into Li Chenzhou's chest. The cooperation of his fists and palms was perfect.

　　The purple light of the right palm suddenly appeared, and then differentiated into black and white, and the palm force turned into a bright Tai Chi picture of yin and yang fish.

　　The left fist is gleaming with golden light, but a little golden light is not released, and it is imagined as a lifelike Buddha statue of the Great Sun Tathagata sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform.

　　With this one hand alone, even if they were both great masters, at least seventy or eighty great masters would die at the hands of Zhu Xiawu in a single encounter.

　　Unfortunately, Li Chenzhou was not included.

　　"Zhu Xiawu, you are indeed Li Chenzhou's most feared enemy!"

　　Li Chenzhou's thirty-six extraordinary feats were condensed and condensed, and more than ten thunders fell from the sky, hitting the iron net.After being struck by lightning, the endlessly running iron mesh trembled and was cut off from Zhu Xiawu.

　　Immediately, Li Chenzhou punched out both fists and slammed into Zhu Xiawu's fists impartially.

　　At the moment when the two masters clashed, the continuous waves of light surged out like a mad thunder, stretching for hundreds of miles, shaking the rolling dark clouds.

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Chapter 85

　　Somewhere in the Song Dynasty, an unremarkable town.

　　China Pavilion!

　　The name of the two-story restaurant is strange, but guests passing by this town, and even some residents of the town like to come and care, and the business is very good.

　　backyard.

　　A lonely middle-aged man with short hair in a gray coat, left and independent, seems to be isolated from this world full of red dust.

　　Holding an erhu in his arms, he pulled it leisurely.

　　The sound of the huqin, vast and low, reverberated in every square inch, not a single bit leaked out.In the sound of the piano, there are hidden memories of the past.

　　Clang!

　　Suddenly, a crisp sword sound came from a quiet room in the distance, a peerless famous sword that was forged over thousands of years.

　　The reaction is faster than the sword, it is the person!

　　Pulling Qin's palm suddenly froze, and the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. His facial features were covered by a mist of white mist. You could only perceive his presence, but you couldn't see his face clearly.

　　"The rivers and lakes are windy and rainy, maybe the troubled times are coming again!"

　　The middle-aged man looked sad when the words with a little sympathy came out.

　　………………

　　Swallow dock.

　　Also Shishuige!

　　The name of Murong's 'repaying the body with the way of the other' is famous in the Wulin of the Song Dynasty.

　　"So strong!"

　　In the attic, an old man wearing a dark gray robe with a clear face, about fifty years old, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the sudden dark clouds outside in disbelief, and lost his voice.

　　With his first entry into the realm of the great master, he was enough to sense the terrifying power that was boiling like a volcano.

　　"Father, what happened?"

　　Beside the old man, accompanied by a young man in his early twenties who had a similar face to him, the young man in brocade saw that his father's expression was wrong, and he felt frightened for no reason, so he asked.

　　"Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, the package is different, the storm is bad!"

　　This father and son are naturally the masters of Yanziwu, the father and son of Murong Bo and Murong Fu.

　　Murong Bo did not answer his son's words, but shouted to the outside world.

　　"Master!"

　　Following Murong Bo's words, the four members of his subordinates will appear and wait for Murong Bo's orders.

　　"Go out and find out, what happened in Gusu City?"

　　"Yes!"

　　The four masters will exit the Huanshi Water Pavilion, which is filled with bookshelves full of martial arts secrets, and go out to inquire.

　　………………

　　Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Hall.

　　"what?"

　　Wudang Zhenren Zhang, not only in the Great Song Dynasty martial arts, but even in the entire Shenzhou, can be called a living myth.

　　Since a Shaolin traitor who has been discriminated against, he started his business in Wudang Mountain. After decades of years, the Wudang faction has grown and prospered, keeping pace with the Shaolin Temple, which has been inherited for thousands of years.

　　This martial arts and ability, no matter who has to admire.

　　In the main hall, Zhang Sanfeng has been in seclusion for a long time, comprehending the unfinished Tai Chi magic.Unexpectedly, the cultivation base that has reached the realm of heaven and man senses that two violent forces are fighting.

　　In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng woke up from his slumber, his bright eyes opened, and a wisp of purple light flashed in his eyes.

　　"One of them seems to be Li Chenzhou's child!"

　　Counting the current Shenzhou, Zhang Sanfeng may not be the number one expert in the world, but if there is a list of the top ten masters, no matter how many people worship Buddha, they will not dare to pull him down.

　　Although the distance is thousands of waters and thousands of mountains, Zhang Sanfeng can penetrate into the mystery with a wisp of Qi transmitted by Wugen Void.

　　"The other one, combining the strengths of the two Shaolin and Wudang families, mixed with the raging tide of the Yangtze River, could it be him!"

　　At the end of his speech, Zhang Sanfeng showed a look of surprise on his face.

　　After he finished speaking, the master of Taoism, who was one of the best in the world, closed his eyes again and realized Taiji magic.

　　hum!

　　When his mind began to rise, a Taiji map with a height of more than ten feet emerged from behind Zhang Sanfeng, but it was not transformed by Zhang Sanfeng's skill, but the marks of heaven and earth spontaneously condensed.

　　…………

　　Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

　　On the battlefield that was chaotic and disrupted the time of day, the battle between Li Chenzhou and Zhu Xiawu continued.

　　Raindrops fell from the clouds, as if God wanted to wash away the blood in this way.

　　There are even more thunder and evil lightning shuttle in the clouds, reflecting on the two vertical and horizontal figures, Shaowu Zhenjing and Tian Tian Thirty-Six Odds confrontation again and again, the thunder and evil lightning from the sky, and even the rain powder are not spared. Become a weapon for them to confront each other.

　　Half-step Heavenly Man, although he has entered the realm of Heaven and Man with half of his feet, he is not a true Heavenly Man expert after all.

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　　It was another wave of confrontation, the juncture of fist-strength and palm-strength confrontation. With these two people at the center, most of the rain flowers in the sky were evaporated, as if the rain had stopped.

　　After one move, the two fell from the sky. As far as the soles of their four feet reached, the ground around them sank three feet, forming holes, and cracks spread to the four fields.

　　Zhu Xiawu took out the profound martial arts that had been hidden for many years and kept hidden, and his fists and palms came out of the iron net in front of him.

　　The iron net revolved at a high speed again. If it turned into a whistling whirlwind, it would roll up countless raindrops and congeal it into a lustrous water sword with a handle of more than three feet, with a sharp and threatening edge, spanning thirty feet and hitting it. Li Chenzhou.

　　Although Zhu Xiawu is not a swordsman, but with his cultivation, if he really mentions swords, even the most famous Wanmei Villa owner Ximen Chuixue in the Song Dynasty martial arts, and Ye Gucheng, the city owner of Baiyun City, Feixian Island in the South China Sea, will be inferior by a lot. .

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　　Countless, behind the crystal-like water sword, there is a thunderbolt that is more than ten feet long, and it condenses on Zhu Xiawu's iron net, as if God gave Zhu Xiawu a peerless sword to slay demons and eliminate demons. hands.

　　"Good come!"

　　Li Chenzhou's martial arts talent is so high that he is not under his master - Fighting the World alone, Yan Kuangzu.In recent years, some people have believed that the martial arts of Li Chenzhou today are no less than the heyday of Yan Kuangzu.

　　Faced with Zhu Xiawu's move, Li Chenzhou was not afraid of turning his back on joy, and made every effort to launch the last change of the Heaven-shaking Thirty-Six Qi.

　　boom!boom!boom!

　　Before he finished speaking, thirty-six lightning bolts descended from the dark clouds in the sky, all condensing on Li Chenzhou's arm.

　　The monstrous power came out with the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

　　Fist, that is power, fist, that is holding power, fist strength, that is power!

　　Li Chenzhou used the power of thunder to activate the Thirty-six Heaven-shaking Magical Techniques.

　　With a punch, there was only a fist shadow left in the world. Li Chenzhou's figure seemed to disappear, leaving only an iron fist that filled the world.

　　The winner is to be decided!

　　Ying Yu, who was watching this battle, branded the essence of the Heaven-shaking Thirty-Six Wonders and Shaowu's classics learned by Li Chenzhou and Zhu Xiawu into the sea of ​​knowledge through his mysterious consciousness.

　　At the moment when the extreme moves met, heaven and earth lost their voices and fell into silence. Experts like the Eight Heavenly Kings and Zhu Shunshui could not see the appearance of Li Chenzhou and Zhu Xiawu.three.

Chapter 86

　　Click!

　　If it was vague, Ying Yu's consciousness sensed the crisp sound from Cangming, like cracking porcelain.

　　Reason told him unmistakably what it was making.

　　Void!