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Zhong Shili stepped forward and punched, and his stooped body straightened a bit.

Nine steps later.

Zhong Shili's body was tall and straight, his eyes were like torches, at this moment he was full of energy, like a god of war alive.

Over the past decades, he has accumulated so much real energy that it is impossible to add any more.

The void was shaken to the sound of 'chi chi', like boiling water splashing snow, almost boiling.

Jiang Tong stretched out his hand and took all his fists into his arms. Zhong Shili was stunned by such supernatural powers.

"how can that be?"

Zhong Shili's eyes widened and he almost bit off his tongue.

Jiang Tong didn't look like a master of Huajin at all.

"Zhong Shili, you should be glad that Jiang Jianyan is dead. Otherwise, he defeated Qi Shengjun of Zhongzhou with a single sword, and now, half a sword is enough to defeat you!"

Jiang Tong punched out, the true essence was like a sea, and several hundred-year-old trees nearby were smashed to pieces in an instant.

Sawdust fell like rain, mud and rocks flew across, the two martial arts masters duel, the first thing that couldn't bear it was the ground under their feet.

With the two of them as the center, within a dozen meters around, the rocks on the ground were shattered inch by inch, as if they had been blasted by shells.

Zhong Shili bullied himself forward, his arms were like an old ape hanging from a tree, and he shot long and far, his whole body's strength broke out completely.

The blood in the body is like a river bursting a dike, rumbling to wash the limbs and bones, even through the flesh and blood, the sound of the shock can be heard.

'Snapped! '

Zhong Shili punched Jiang Tong's chest, the feeling was like punching steel, Jiang Tong didn't do anything, but he was shocked back a few steps.

"You are still a master of horizontal training?"

This time, Zhong Shili's expression changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost, he screamed.

There are many ways to practice martial arts.

Over the years, Zhong Shili has seen many warriors, such as the thunder technique of a celestial master who is unrivaled in the world, the body of a master who is invulnerable to swords and spears, and the body technique of a warrior who is invincible within ten steps.

Even the yoga secrets of ancient seals, the witchcraft and curse killing in Yunnan and Guizhou, and the ancient muay thai tradition in South Asia.

It can be said that there are all kinds of things, and all kinds of pulses are competing for the front.

But any one of these is time-consuming and labor-intensive to practice, and it takes decades to achieve it.

That's why everyone tends to practice one kind of intensive cultivation, and they don't practice too much at the same time.

This point of view has been deeply ingrained in Zhong Lao's heart.

But now I see that Jiang Tong is not only a martial artist who has cultivated inner strength, but also a master of horizontal training.

Such an impact instantly overturned Zhong Shili's perception of martial arts.

Jiang Tong lowered his eyes, flicked his sleeves lightly, and said calmly: "Zhong Shili, there are still many things you don't know."

"In your eyes, you are all ants under combined strength, so why are you the same in my eyes?"

As soon as Jiang Tong stepped on the ground, the ground trembled, and he appeared in front of Zhong Shili like a shape-changing shadow with the snap of his fingers.

Under his horrified eyes, Zhong Shili put his hands in front of him with a fist.

But he found that it was as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, as if a galaxy had fallen on him, his arms were shattered on the spot, and he hit his head hard.

Zhong Shili vomited blood from his mouth and flew out.

He didn't know that Jiang Tong didn't use his true energy from the beginning to the end, but only relied on his strong body.

'Crack! '

Zhong Lao smashed several big trees in succession, half of his chest was stained red with blood, and he stood up precariously.

"Boy, you are indeed the most beautiful person in martial arts I have ever seen."

Mr. Zhong coughed up blood while talking.

Then, his whole body underwent an earth-shaking change. His face, which was originally full of wrinkles, became smooth and fair.

It was as if he had returned to his youth in an instant, and his height followed him, becoming even taller.

In the end, he has become a tall middle-aged man close to 1.8 meters.

The energy mechanism in the body is ten times, twenty times stronger than before.

As soon as the cultivation base reaches peak strength, some supernatural powers can already be displayed, so every martial arts master will hold a few bottom-of-the-box killer moves in his hand.

It's like Chen Baijue desperately cut off the Baili River Wind, and cut across the river with one blow.Jiang Jianyan's ten thousand swords returned to the sect, and hundreds of flying swords jumped over the snowy peak of the hidden sword, covering the sky and the sun.

Zhong Shili's white robe was shattered inch by inch, exposing Pan Shiban's bulging muscles.

With a lifetime of cultivation, it merges into both fists in an instant, and the surging breath is like an invisible ocean, sweeping through the whole body for tens of feet.

Jiang Tong had an illusion.

It seems that the world around them has become different, the wind stops, the trees stop, and time freezes.

Of course, these are all kinds of illusions brought about by Zhong Shili's reversal of Qi and blood, forcefully returning to the peak period, and the sudden increase in power in a short period of time.

At that moment, Zhong Shili felt that he could pass Yulongling with one punch.

"Boy, I originally created this pose to catch Jiang Jianyan's four swords, but I didn't expect to be forced out by you."

Zhong Shili's voice was as loud as a bell.

With a tall figure, he is full of confidence, and there is a faint light shining from his tightly clenched fingers.

A look of surprise finally appeared on Jiang Tong's face.

No wonder Zhong Shili dared to challenge Jiang Jianyan, because he still had some hole cards in his hand.

"This style, nameless and nameless, is the result of my whole life's cultivation, and it can kill the middle stage of Hejin."

Word down!

Zhong Shili was a few meters away from the ground, as if he was stepping on invisible steps, stepping on the air.

The wind and clouds around him, the air waves swept across, and the trees within tens of meters shook, as if a typhoon had passed through.

Seeing Zhong Shili rushing towards him at a speed of [-] meters per second, Jiang Tong used his palm as a knife and slowly raised it above his head.

He whispered word by word in his mouth:

"Look! Mountains! Rivers!"

Then he slammed down with a palm.

……

A hundred meters away, I saw a luxuriously dressed young man with a feminine and handsome appearance, crazily climbing up to the top of the mountain.

He used both hands and feet, and his clothes were hung with many holes.

When approaching the top of the mountain just now, Ye Junlin felt a slight vibration from half of the top of the mountain.

Zhong Shili is the only master of martial arts in the Ye family. If he dies in Yulongling, after returning, Ye Junlin can't imagine the family punishment.

thought here.

Ye Junlin, terrified in his heart, tried his best to climb to the top of the mountain.

Just in time, Zhong Shili saw Zhong Shili running towards Jiang Tong, and his cultivation level reached its peak.

Almost nothing else.

Ye Junlin's liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and he yelled:

"Old Zhong, don't do anything, he is..."

It's a pity that it was a step too late, Ye Junlin hadn't finished speaking, and Zhong Lao had already collided with Jiang Tong.

'boom! '

Accompanied by a loud noise, Ye Junlin felt that the entire mountain top was shaking violently at this moment.

It was as if the two were fighting to the death to bring down Yulong Ridge.

The movement here has even attracted the attention of tourists on tour buses, and countless people have raised their eyes to look in this direction.

I don't know, I thought that a new tourism project was being developed on the back of Yulongling, and it started to blow up the mountain.

The boys and girls who were halfway up the mountain before were all dumbfounded and looked towards the top of the mountain in horror.

"Could it be that the man in black just now had a decisive battle with someone else?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their hearts beating faster.

After a few minutes.

A figure shot from the top of the mountain, then fell to the ground, and just rolled to Ye Junlin's side.

Looking at Mr. Zhong who was breathless and his chest was sunken.

Ye Junlin stared blankly, and finally spoke at this moment without finishing his words.

"He is the little real Jinling..."