Douluo's opening send-off system

Bang!

The sea surface that had not calmed down exploded. Wang Xianzhi broke out of the water and rushed in front of Han Wuyi. He punched out but Han Wuyi hit his fist with a sword and flew back.

When the blow failed and flew upside down, Wang Xianzhi pinched his chest, and when Doumu's fingerprints were completed, he shouted: "Yaksha divides the sea!"

The sea surface invisibly divided into two sides, and the crack passed directly under Han Wuyi's feet. The water on both sides surged together, and after a trembling sound, Han Wuyi fell into the bottom of the sea and disappeared.

Wang Xianzhi stood quietly on the sea, not daring to relax. The sword that fell from the sky just now, its terrifying power and unavoidable lock, had already been deeply imprinted in his heart. This move could not completely defeat him.

There was no movement on the sea surface for a while, and the waves gradually subsided. Wang Xianzhi was puzzled, but in vain, there seemed to be a volcanic eruption on the bottom of the sea. The entire sea surface suddenly rolled, and the waves turned into green lotuses.

Wang Xianzhi showed off his invincible style, with his hands downwards in a vase seal, and a round shield of Gangqi appeared at his feet.

Countless green lotuses bloomed on the sea. Wang Xianzhi's shield of aura could still block it at first. But as more green lotuses bloomed, the trembling became more severe. After just three breaths, they shattered. Wang Xianzhi was covered by Duoduo Qing. Lian was pushed back and forth, blood coming from her mouth.

The sea water rose into the sky and fell on Emperor Wu's city like a light rain. Cao Changqing stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops with an incomprehensible expression.

These two people, one can move the sea, and the other can summon the rain. After this battle, I don’t know how many people present will have their martial arts hearts broken, and how many will take a step further?

Han Wuyi's figure appeared on the sea at an unknown time. Wang Xianzhi moved and came behind him. He inserted one hand under Han Wuyi's ribs and pierced Han Wuyi's body like cutting tofu, but it got stuck in the bone gap. It's like being inserted into a crack in a stone, unable to get an inch forward.

After one hit failed, he used another move, kicking Han Wuyi, kicking him away, and distanced him. Wang Xianzhi was shocked. No matter it was the kick or the hand, he used all his strength. Although he didn't dare to It is said that the world is invincible, but even among the so-called immortals in the sky, not many of them can catch it.

But Han Wuyi, who was obviously majoring in swordsmanship, fought hard with a physique that was not as good as King Kong, and only suffered a few superficial injuries. How could he not be surprised?

He never imagined that the technique Han Wuyi practiced was a self-created copycat. He did not refine the skin first, but directly refined the marrow. It was truly soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

If it weren't for the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor and the origin of Jiuyuan, I don't know how many times I would have died.

After picking up Wang Xianzhi twice, Han Wuyi also had a full understanding of the world. It seemed that he was truly invincible and could be wandering.

"Enough fun, it's time to end."

Wang Xianzhi frowned, not understanding what Han Wuyi meant. Suddenly, his eyes widened in vain. Han Wuyi punched forward. As he punched out, the world turned into black and white. , as if the whole world was eclipsed by this punch.

With this punch, Wang Xianzhi felt death, and subconsciously wanted to face him, but he couldn't move, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

There was no loud momentum, no fierce punch, just such a mediocre punch that made the world eclipse the sky and the earth. Without any punching force, the ground cracked a groove on its own and stretched for ten miles, opening the gate of Emperor Wu City.

Lao Huang turned his head stiffly and looked at the new gate of Emperor Wu City. The two strands of white hair on his head trembled slightly, and he felt in his heart that his Jianjiu was nothing more than a child's plaything.

Grandma, what kind of monster is this?

The black and white faded away, and the sky and the earth returned to the scenery of clear water and blue sky. Wang Xianzhi looked back at the crack and shed a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the hit was not aimed at him. If he had been hit, not to mention that he did not have Gao Shulu's indestructible body, even if he had, he would have been completely destroyed.

I'm afraid that even the great emperors from all directions in the sky and the lower realms are nothing more than this.

Han Wuyi let go of the green lotus in his hand and let it fall on the sea. It was like being inserted into solid land and stood firm. The water turned into green lotus and bloomed on the sea.

Wang Xianzhi thought that Han Wuyi was going to take action again, so he subconsciously lunged and made a gesture. Unexpectedly, Han Wuyi didn't even look at him, he just walked past him, jumped up into the sky, and pinched his sword fingers. From the bottom up to the ears, countless swords and weapons buried by the collapsed city walls and houses broke out of the ground and stood in mid-air, like an army arrayed waiting for Han Wuyi's order.

Wang Xianzhi just watched quietly as Han Wuyi flew away from Emperor Wu's city with thousands of sharp swords. Although he had not yet demonstrated his true divine skills, he had already lost when Han Wuyi abandoned his sword and punched. After all, he couldn't use Han Wuyi's weird sword, let alone punch such a punch that would eclipse the world.

Old Huang looked around at the ruins of Emperor Wu's city, quietly stepped back, then turned around and ran away.

He has no money to pay!

Seeing Old Huang's running figure, Wang Xianzhi realized that Emperor Wu's city was in such a ruined state, and it would cost a lot of money to rebuild it. If he wanted to stop Han Wuyi, he would have flown to nowhere.

Looking at Emperor Wu's city, which was so broken that not even a single intact house was left intact, Wang Xianzhi felt a little distressed for a moment. Even the wound that was still bleeding didn't hurt that much.

His grandma's, he was happy to demolish it, but the reconstruction and compensation were not with him. Even if he was left with a few weapons, he would not be so painful.

There were tens of thousands of households in Emperor Wu's city, and there were countless restaurants and inns. If they were all compensated, his property would not be enough, and he would have to owe a lot, let alone rebuild.

Wang Xianzhi was already thinking about whether to pull off this old face and go to Zhao's house to beat the autumn wind.

And a certain person who ran away with all the weapons in the city kept selling weapons along the way - selling them by the pound, but he made a lot of money, and others also made a lot of money, and his reputation was unanimously praised.

In the end, he only left half a handful of wooden oxen and horses, and the green plums that God had made for him.

The sword is two fingers wide and three feet and three inches long. It is a light sword. However, the sword weighs more than seven kilograms, which is much heavier than some big swords and is lighter than heavy swords. The material is like wood but heavier than iron. If it's hard, I don't know what kind of heavenly material or earthly treasure it is. I guess only the gods know about it.

"Speaking of Jiuyuan, how come this script is only remembered by people who lived in this world ten years ago?"

On the way back to North Sandals, Han Wuyi deliberately inquired about Yu Nianwei's affairs ten years ago. Almost any Jianghu person could tell a few sentences, but it was such a big thing to inquire about the six-yuan diploma sixteen years ago. Not to mention the people, even the government and county offices didn't have many records. Han Wuyi couldn't help but wonder.

"Ah? I don't know this either, how about... I go and ask?" Jiuyuan's eyes were wandering, his tail covered the script behind him, and he said with a guilty conscience.

Although she knew Han Wuyi couldn't see it, but... the script ten years ago was arranged by him, and she wrote it all sixteen years ago, including the beginning of the story, so naturally she felt guilty.

There was no way, the way of heaven in this world had been deceived by her too much, and it had become sour and sour. The matter was probably settled in a hurry. She had no choice but to do it by herself. After getting along with the host for a long time, she should be able to fool him. .

"Forget it, he probably took the kickback!" With a sigh, Han Wuyi flew towards Beiliang with his sword, and did not insist on asking. Jiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.