Fighter of the Destiny

The clear roar resounded throughout the inn building, and Liang Wangsun finally took action and rushed to the man.

His body is bright and upright, like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate, floating in the air, but as heavy as a mountain.

He holds a gold and steel pestle in his hand, emitting infinite light, like the spring sun, which is warm and mellow.

In short, no matter the body technique or the martial arts, there is a kingly demeanor, which makes people unable to avoid at all.

This is Liang Wangsun's first real attack. His eyes are extremely bright and his expression is extremely solemn. Taking action is his most powerful method.

Because he knows very well how powerful his opponent is.

Chen Changsheng felt awe in his heart, thinking that if Liang Wangsun had used such a powerful method on the chariot earlier, would he still have a chance to break through this light and return to the inn?

With his current level of cultivation, there is no way to deal with Liang Wangsun's bright method, because this method is too bright and unparalleled, unable to break or cope with it, he can only hold on, carry it to death, and then die. Because this is Liang Wangsun's most powerful method, even that person cannot avoid it or break it.

The method that person chose was hard connection.

A palm broke through the falling rain, and in front of Su Li and Chen Changsheng's eyes, he quietly and swiftly came forward, blocking Liang Wangsun's Vajra.

The palm is very slender, suitable for holding a knife, but the palm seems a bit thick. It is obvious that the knife has been held for too long, or it is for this reason that this palm can easily hold the tip of the vajra. . It's like holding the hilt of a knife.

The infinite light is all concentrated between the five fingers.

Two powerful auras, two nearly perfect star fields, met between this grasp.

At this moment, an angry shout came from across the long street, and Xiao Zhang shot back like a flying stone, carrying dust and rain all over his body, and a sky full of gravel to the building, and stabbed again with the iron spear carrying the wind and thunder!

After being injured, Xiao Zhang became even crazier. The white paper covering his face was dotted with blood everywhere, making his eyes look extremely dark and terrifying, with a fierce aura that was as hot as the sun!

The man stood in front of Su Li and Chen Changsheng, holding a vajra in his left hand. He looked at Liang Wangsun calmly and attentively, as if he had not noticed Xiao Zhang's return.

However, the moment the iron gun fell, his sleeves moved.

In the light rain and breeze, the cyan sleeves rippled slightly, and then the sword force rose again.

The man swung his knife and slashed at Xiao Zhang. The movement was extremely simple. It could be said to be a smooth move, or it could be said to be an understatement. It even gave the impression that he didn't care at all.

The iron spear still strikes first, and the sword's strength is still the last, but the blade is still not directed toward the iron spear, but toward Xiao Zhang behind the spear. That pale piece of paper, because this seemingly ordinary knife is more domineering than this one. Iron guns are faster and stronger!

Xiao Zhang was angry, unwilling, painful, and crazy... but he had no choice but to block the gun!

There are few people in this world who can stop Xiao Zhang Iron Spear. This person is the only one in the world who never blocks his gun, but only forces him to use his gun to block it. Therefore, Xiao Zhang hates this person very much. When he sees him, he becomes extremely irritable and miserable.

There was a loud bang!

The iron gun and the knife met again in the inn building.

At that time, Liang Wangsun's light was still held in that person's hand, still burning, and still spitting out energy.

The names of these three people are the most famous names in the world.

After being separated for a long time, they finally met in Xunyang City.

Three terrifying auras meet here.

Three powerful realms meet here.

The blade rose through the air, the spear was about to reach the sky, and light enveloped the surrounding areas.

Air waves sprayed out of the inn, and a strong wind suddenly broke out in Xunyang City.

However, among the ruins of the inn, it was eerily quiet, with no wind and no even sound.

Liang Wangsun's eyes were as bright as stars, but his hair on the temples was already wet.

The white paper on Xiao Zhang's face did not move, but there was blood walking on it, like traces of earthworms.

The man stood in front of Su Li and Chen Changsheng, holding a knife in one hand and a pestle in the other, as if he was standing in front of the threshold, but he didn't know whether he wanted to open the door or close the door.

Finally, his knife fell.

It turned out to be closed.

The uninvited guest was invited beyond the threshold.

The iron knife fell, unstoppable.

Even Xiao Zhang couldn't stop him.

The main speed of the iron gun trembled and buzzed continuously.

Xiao Zhang was forced to retreat again.

The knife followed him.

The white paper was fluttering, and the kite flew to nowhere. Xiao Zhang retreated all the way, destroying many courtyards.

The blade fell, and thunder resounded throughout Xunyang City.

Houses were collapsing everywhere, smoke and dust were flying everywhere, and only Xiao Zhang's figure could be vaguely seen.

In the end, Xiao Zhang overcame the force of the sword and stood firm.

At that time, he had arrived in the west of the city, seven miles away from the inn.

He looked towards the inn in the distance and let out an extremely angry shout.

Wang Po, you are crazy!

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The iron sword left his hand, and the man had no weapon.

He doesn't need weapons, he still holds the vajra in his left hand.

The great light of Liang Wangsun was held in his hands.

He looked at Liang Wangsun with undisguised fierceness in his eyes.

Retreat, or lose.

Liang Wangsun's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if the stars were about to be destroyed.

As a descendant of a generation of kings, glory and pride lie in this step.

The man understood, so he said nothing more and clenched his hands.

To hold means to hold a knife, and to hold a knife means to make a fist.

The man punched, gathered the light in the center of his fist, and then broke it.

There was a loud bang, as if it was a spring thunder thousands of miles away, or a spring at the bottom of an abyss.

In fact, it is the annihilation of energy between the fingers.

Liang Wangsun's face instantly turned pale, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, as if the stars had lost their luster.

He looked at the man with disbelief and said in shock: Are you crazy?

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The blade fell and there was thunder.

The punch breaks the light, it is the sound of thunder.

Countless thunders resounded in Xunyang City, and the last and loudest thunder came from that man's body.

boom! The strong wind blew out, the breath was crushed, and the inn finally collapsed completely.

Broken gravel and tiles splashed everywhere, and countless people were hit and fell down.

There was a huge cloud of smoke and dust, which was soon wetted by the rain and fell down.

Seeing that his building collapsed, the people who were originally in the building had already appeared in the rainy sky. The people who were originally on the second floor now came to the ground. Su Li was still sitting in the chair, as if he didn't notice.

Xiao Zhang came from the other end of the rain street. The white paper on his face was already torn, revealing the horrific wound underneath.

His hand holding the iron gun kept shaking.

Liang Wangsun's face was as white as snow, and he was holding the vajra with trembling hands.

The man remained silent and calm as before.

The man was dressed in green clothes, a little tall and thin, quiet and silent, his eyebrows were slightly drooped, and he looked lonely.

I don't know why, but I feel shabby when I see him.

It is not ordinary shabby, but the shabby after wealth, the desolation after the flowers.

He didn't care or feel proud, he just stood in front of Su Li and Chen Changsheng. But Hua Jia Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun joined forces and couldn't get through.

Because he is Wang Po.

Ranked first on the Xiaoyao list, King Tianliang is defeated.

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(The next chapter will definitely be very, very late, so let me know in advance.)