Chapter 67

With this doubt in his mind, Muyang looked at the old man next to him again, and he felt totally different. He didn't care before. Now, looking at the old man, he seemed to see some familiar places.

Isn't he really the elder of heavenly flow? Muyang thought. Although he knew that this was not a bad thing, he thought about it carefully. He was puzzled to face the "ancestor" of the sect, and he was still dead. His skull was a bit numb.

Forget it. I don't want this.

Turn your eyes to wudaotai. At this time, sun WuFan and Wutai are fighting together. Both of them are in the fighting state. At this moment, the atmosphere on wudaotai is extremely depressed! In a trance, there seems to be an invisible cyclone around the two people, which makes their posture a little vague.

Zizi, the air slightly vibrated, neither of the two sides on the wudaotai took the lead in launching the attack, Muyang saw that sun WuFan's body began to move constantly, as if looking for the angle of attack, but for a while, he did not see the action, even sweat seeped from his forehead.

"It's really worthy of being the founder of Wutai. There's no one to beat this calm."

On the wudaotai stage, sun WuFan felt flustered. Whenever he looked at Wu taidou, he had a feeling that his actions were all seen through by the other side, and he didn't know where to start.

On the opposite side of him, Wu taidou looks calm and always keeps a calm smile. He turns his body with the move of sun WuFan.

Before the battle began, sun WuFan was in trouble.

"The gap between them is too big." Muyang gazed earnestly.

Although the strength of Wu taidou's breath can't be sensed, the strength and cultivation of Wu taidou are far above that of sun WuFan. This battle will be a bitter battle for him.

"Shua!"

After a standoff for a while, he finally chose to launch the attack. At the same time, Wu taidou's figure began to move when he attacked.

A thumping sound, such as the sound of a yellow bell and a big LV, disappeared both of them. Then the fierce fighting sound of "crackling" continued to come, and the rocks on the ground began to break continuously, shooting out small stones towards the surrounding area.

Click! KAKA!

The two flashes collided, then staggered, and each pause produced a strong cyclone, which made the surrounding lake waves.

This is a relatively high-level battle. Ordinary martial Taoists can't see their movements clearly, but fortunately, all the people present are not equal to idle people. Muyang's eyes are constantly turning, and his eyes are constantly changing with the movements of sun WuFan and Wu taidou.

"WuFan started well, but the situation is not good." Muyang's face was focused and his brow was slightly wrinkled.

On the wudaotai, WuFan has done his best, and all kinds of strange moves emerge one after another. But in the face of every attack, Wu taidou seems to have expected it for a long time. He moves slightly to avoid the past, but also uses his momentum to fight back.

Seek straightness in the music, store and then send This is called hitting people by means of force, four or two thousand jin.

The whole process is leisurely, giving people an unspeakable enjoyment.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The rumbling sound of breaking the air and the crashing sound alternate with each other, and come rhythmically like playing music.

At this moment, time seems to have lost its meaning to them. In a blink of an eye, the two men have engaged dozens of hands.

From time to time, the dazzling light from the ground and half sky seems to have countless fists interwoven with each other.

"I haven't seen such a wonderful battle for many years," said the mother-in-law of divination with a smile

Next to her, the old man named Noah looked at the stage and said slowly, "the young man named monkey king is very good, but he is a little younger. Facing the fight between Wu and Tai, the strength is not enough."

Muyang nodded approvingly. From the beginning of the battle to now, he also saw some ways. The battle on the field was fierce, but in fact, Monkey King's rice had fallen into the rhythm of the fight between Wu and Tai. This is quite taboo in the battle. Once losing the grasp of rhythm, it is easy to fall into a favorable situation for the other party. Both mental and physical energy will be consumed quickly. If you can't break free and pull back the situation, you will not be far from failure.

Seeing this, Muyang sighed and couldn't win. Compared with Wu taidou, sun WuFan's experience and strength are far from each other.

Then he thought about what would happen if he changed it to himself?

Lose!

There is no doubt about this answer, which makes Muyang very silent.

Even after so many years of experience, his strength is only one step higher than that of sun WuFan. To be honest Such a high-end battle has never been experienced! That is to say, it will be the same situation in the face of Wu taidou.

Alas, it's worthy of being a great master of martial arts. Even when he arrived in the underworld, he continued to practice, which is admirable.

On the martial arts platform, the battle between the two men has become white hot. Each side has played a unique skill -

"guipai Qigong!!" WuFan roared, pushing out the qigong wave in his hand.

Wu taidou was surprised. In the face of the turtle style Qigong, a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that he didn't use his real power all the time.

He took a step back, put his hands in front of him, and drank softly:

"Qigong gun!!"

Correspondingly, a more majestic energy than guipai Qigong rises to the sky. In front of the terrifying Qigong cannon, WuFan's guipai Qigong is like a weak child in the kindergarten. The qigong cannon comes straight up and consumes the guipai Qigong in an instant. The vast energy continues to approach to WuFan.

When he saw this, he turned pale and bit his teeth again.

He roared: "the heaven shaking palm of all nations!"

Hua La, in an instant, the electric light flickered, and the endless light of pale gold twined around the palm of monkey's hand and probed into the qigong cannon.

"Good! There are two of them! " The light in Wu taidou's eyes flashed, and then he shouted, "look at the move!"

He saw that his palm turned a beautiful arc in the void and pushed forward. The power of Qigong gun suddenly increased several times.

There was a pain in the chest of monkey. The energy of the heaven shaking palm was dissipated directly, and the whole body was directly bounced out by him.

In the middle of the air, he turned ten somersaults in succession, and the monkey king landed in a mess. But at this time, Wu taidou appeared behind him

"Monkey lost." Seeing this, Muyang shook his head regretfully.

In my heart, I'm addicted.

Although he knew from the beginning that the outcome of the contest was doomed. But even so, the process is still bloody.

Wu taidou, with his hands on his back, smiled: "boy, even the heaven shaking palm of the world has learned. The qigong wave you just used is a unique skill invented by Wu Tian. It's a good move, but it's a pity that the energy is lower."

"Grandmaster, I lost. I'm not your match at all," he said with a wry smile

"Hahaha, don't make a fool of yourself. I've only cultivated for hundreds of years more than you."

Sun Wufan once heard that, if he had been practicing for hundreds of years, he would certainly reach this level, so he regained his self-confidence and bowed politely to Wu taidou.

"Well, this contest is won by the martial master. You can stand aside first." The diviner mother-in-law announced the result of the competition, and then turned her eyes to Muyang's side.

Then the old man named Noah nodded his head and took a step forward. "It's our turn to play."