Section 361

As soon as Xiongba's three-point return vitality came out, thunder and lightning flashed inside the internal force ball. If you look closely, you can see that there is still some chaotic mood inside.

It is conceivable that as his cultivation improves, Sansangui Yuanqi may one day evolve into a small world.

And Zhu Wuli’s great shift in the universe should not be underestimated.

As soon as he stretched out his palm, the surrounding space rushed towards his palm.

Not only space, but also the void could not escape his control, and even the space storm in the void was absorbed into his palm.

It's as if his palm is endless and can accommodate all things.

Wuming's eyes suddenly shrank, and he smiled bitterly in his heart: "Xiao Jian, you have to come back soon!"

Chapter 332 The land of fairyland appears one after another!

Although Wuming was confident, he had no fear facing either of the two people in front of him.

But if two people can cultivate to the realm of land gods, which one is not the best among them?

Moreover, each of them has their own unique skills, and they have practiced them to an extremely sophisticated level.

With two people together, he was still a little stressed.

Not to mention, he also had to guard against the five and a half-step land gods who were watching the excitement in the distance.

To prevent them from attacking Wushuang City below.

With such a hero, he is somewhat constrained.

The three of them started a fierce battle in the sky, and the void burst with every move.

The space is sometimes destroyed and sometimes restored.

Wave after wave of void turbulence washed over the Heavenly Sword defense shield deployed by Wuming.

In an instant, the Heavenly Sword defense shield became distorted.

It seems that there is a possibility of being breached at any time.

This terrifying scene made the entire Wushuang City feel excited.

High in the sky, Xiongba sneered: "Wu Ming, if it's one-on-one, we may not be your opponent, but if you want to fight me alone and are distracted by others, how long can you hold on? Why don't you give up? "

Zhu Wuwu also sneered and said: "That's right, hand over Xiao Jian and we will forget about it!"

"snort!"

Wuming's face was cold, what was his identity?

Wulin myth!

You want him to regress, how is that possible!

"Let's talk about it after you win!"

Wuming's words made the faces of Xiongba and Xiongba darken, and the movements of their hands became more and more cruel.

The huge roar spread out to an unknown distance.

Wuming indeed lived up to his reputation as a martial arts legend. Under the fierce attack of the two men, he advanced and retreated in a controlled manner without revealing any flaws.

"Shi Zhixuan, why don't you take action quickly!"

Seeing that Wuming could not be defeated for a while, Zhu Wuwu turned his head and roared at the five half-step land gods who were watching the battle in the distance.

When Shi Zhixuan and others heard Zhu Wuli's words, their expressions were not very good.

No matter how you say it, they are well-known strong men, but they were actually ordered like this.

I felt a little disgusted for a moment.

However, everyone wanted to deal with Xiao Jian, so the five of them looked at each other and endured it.

He rushed straight towards the Heavenly Sword barrier below.

"The Immortal Seal!"

"Overwhelming!"

…

The five people tried their best to vent their dissatisfaction.

Five kinds of martial arts were blasted on the Heavenly Sword barrier under the horrified gazes of everyone in Wushuang City.

"Hahahaha, Wuming, so what if you block us? It's all in vain!"

Xiong Ba burst out laughing, and then looked down at Wushuang City.

Looking forward to Xiao Jian’s appearance.

He didn't believe that Xiao Jian could hold back under such an attack.

However, when his gaze fell below, he almost popped his eyes out.

"How can this be!"

Even Zhu Wuli was shocked.

In the eyes of the two people, the barrier arranged by Wuming was actually unscathed. On the contrary, the five attacking people were severely ejected by the barrier.

Vomiting blood in mid-air, he looked seriously injured.

Wuming looked dull and said calmly: "I really think that the name of Wulin Mythology is for nothing. If you don't reach the land of gods on land, you can't even think of breaking my heavenly sword barrier!"

But deep in his eyes, there was a hint of deep worry.

Now it seems that his barrier is intact, but only he knows how difficult it is to maintain this barrier.

He only has the ability to set up barriers once.

The five people just now were just caught off guard.

If they really keep fighting, the barrier will be broken by them sooner or later.

At that time, he really couldn't care about Wushuang City.

"snort!"

The faces of Xiongba and the two men were extremely dark, and they could only attack Wuming without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wuming breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle here caused huge commotion in the sky.

I don’t know how far the aftermath of the battle spread.

In an unknown valley, Murong Fuzheng carefully followed a white-haired old man, his expression full of respect.

The old man is the ancestor of his Murong family, Murong Chui!

After going through a lot of hardships, he found his retreat with the help of parchment scrolls.

At this time, the old man looked at the sky solemnly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"In the direction of Tianshan, is there a battle between land gods?"

He remembered that there were no such powerful warriors in that direction?

When Murong Fu saw his ancestor looking in that direction, he suddenly thought of Xiao Jian in Wushuang City, and a sense of humiliation suddenly surged into his heart.

He will never forget that it was Xiao Jian who ruined his reputation and even killed his father, making him a street rat in the martial arts world.

"Fu'er, your heart is in turmoil."

Murong Chui said lightly, his eyes still fixed on the direction of Tianshan.

Murong Fu's body shook, and he smiled bitterly: "Ancestor, that is the direction of Wushuang City, which is where Xiao Jian's sect is located."

"Xiao Jian?"

Murong Chui narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of cold murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"He was the one who killed Murong Bo? Is it Xiao Jian who almost cut off the incense of my Murong family?"

Murong Fu nodded fiercely, "Yes, ancestor, it was him. A few months ago, he was still a half-step land immortal realm, but even so, four or five warriors of the same realm could not do anything to him, and even let him kill my father!"

Murong Chui nodded, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even colder, "In this case, then the ancestor will go to meet him!"

After saying that, Murong Chui's figure flashed and disappeared immediately.

On the other side.

The Shaolin Temple Sutra Pavilion.

Xuan Ci was wearing a gray monk's robe and holding a broom in his hand, but he was not sweeping the floor at this time. Instead, his eyes were fixed on the direction of Wushuang City.

Behind him, the sweeping monk sighed and said, "The past is over, can't you let it go?"

Because he cherished talent, he even appeared and accepted Xuan Ci as his disciple, chanting scriptures for him every day to exorcise demons.

Seeing that the task was about to be completed, I didn't expect that Xuan Ci still couldn't let go of the past grudges.

Xuan Ci turned around calmly and clasped his hands together to the sweeping monk, "Venerable, the past is over. I have let it go in my heart, but I am unwilling to accept it."

"I have lost to Xiao Jian again and again. If I can't fight Xiao Jian again, I am afraid that I will regret it in the future and it will be difficult to make any progress."