I have the strongest merit system

"So strong, come again."

Was thrown away with a punch.

Instead of being surprised, Wei Yang was overjoyed, ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth, he raised his sword and swooped.

Along the way, many warriors of the Witch clan stood in front of each other.

But Wei Yang took a step, tens of meters in an instant, all Wu clan warriors were beheaded wherever he passed, and there was no single enemy.

Seeing this, the big witch of the Wu clan saw his eyes were red, roared angrily and rushed over, continued to punch Wei Yang.

Warriors of the witch tribe died in the demon battle, and they deserved to die.

But being killed by small ants that appeared unexpectedly, that would be death in vain and waste for nothing.

The great witch of the Wu clan does not agree.

Punch down.

Wei Yang suddenly let go of the sword in his hand, opened his fists, and then countered with the same punch.

Although punching.

But Wei Yang's punch was full of sword intent, vast and endless.

With a punch, it seemed as if a sword split the sky, and it collided fiercely with the great witch's fist.

boom.

How to describe it?

It was as if the front of a small car hit a dog's paw.

The two are simply out of proportion.

But Wei Yang, who was punched flying before, was safe and sound this time.

It's just that the legs are deep in the mud, not reaching the knees.

It was like setting off firecrackers all over the body, crackling and crackling.

Moments later.

Wei Yang bled from his seven holes, which was horrible.

But Wei Yang was smiling, laughing happily, laughing very happily.

"Excellent way."

He opened his mouth with difficulty, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Tempered from the Great Witch.

His sword energy is like a piece of iron being tempered into steel.

He smiled when he saw Wei Yang.

The big witch became angry from embarrassment, and another burst of force burst out of his fist, directly beating Wei Yang to a bloody mess, making him look ugly.

At this moment.

In the sword field.

Wei Yang opened his eyes, exhaled a foul breath, his eyes were shining brightly.

One's own sword intent, sword qi flow, and become more and more refined, which is much better than working hard for three or five years.

There is nothing better than this in life.

Compared with those external gains.

For the current tempering, it's a fart.

Therefore, after adjusting his breath a bit, Wei Yang closed his eyes again, and his mind was immersed in this ancient illusion.

It was exactly the same start again, and the Wu Clan besieged Bai Ze again.

Several big witches attacked frantically.

And a great witch who can fight against Bai Ze and is not weak, feels that he is not far from the realm of the ancestor witch.

Such a terrifying powerhouse can destroy mountains and tear apart the earth even if it is just a shock wave.

Without saying a word, Wei Yang joined the battlefield again, still standing on Bai Ze's side against the Wu Clan.

It is meaningless to kill Wu clan warriors.

Wei Yang thought it was just to send off the ants, and then went straight to where the big witch was, and slashed at a defenseless big witch with his sword.

A wound was torn on Dawu's body. Although it was not very deep, the blood flowed profusely.

His eyes were red, and he looked angrily at Wei Yang, the shameless thief who sneaked up.

Wei Yang didn't take it seriously, but provocatively said: "You are right, I saw you, come on, come and chase me."

While speaking, Wei Yang casually hacked to death more than a dozen Wu clan warriors around him.

The big witch was furious, and threw himself directly at Wei Yang, hitting him with a punch.

Wei Yang was not afraid, and was crushed to death with a single punch.

Come on.

keep coming.

Dying non-stop, dying in different ways.

Every death is a refinement of sword intent and sword energy.

Until Wei Yang didn't know how many times he had died.

This time.

Wei Yang still punched the big witch.

But the punch fell.

Wei Yang stood still, there was only a slight crater in his feet, but his body remained unchanged.

This fight.

The big witch was stunned, and looked at Wei Yang in disbelief.

How could a little worm be able to resist his own punch without dying?

In this world, except for a few powerful and powerful monsters who are not weaker than the Wu Clan, there is really no one who dares to take a punch from the Wu Clan's big witch.

After all, the Wu Clan has legends.

Stepping on the ground, the strength is boundless.

What he punched was not his own power, but the power of the land.

What is the origin of this kid?

Wei Yang was also a little surprised.

He was ready to face death, but unexpectedly, he didn't die?

Have you improved so much?

Joy in the heart.

Wei Yang burst out with a huge force, knocking the big witch's fist into the air, and then put his hands on his hips, laughing loudly: "I didn't expect that, my brother, I can't break it."

The big witch was not angry, but looked at Wei Yang vigilantly; "Who are you? Why do you want to help the Yaozu? Don't you know that the Yaozu in this world regard the human race as food?"

He recognized Wei Yang's aura, which was unique to the human race.

But he didn't understand.

The monster race and the human race are also inherently opposed.

The human race is widely distributed in the barren land, while the monster race cannibalize humans, as if it is a matter of course.

As a result, part of the human race also formed an alliance with the witch race to counter the monster race.

Now there is a person who helps the Yaozu?

That is to say, the big witch doesn't have so many tricks in his brain, otherwise, the words that are raped by a person may have already blurted out.

Wei Yang smiled and said: "I know, but it's not important, because it has nothing to do with me. The purpose of my coming here is to experience, that Bai Ze, don't worry, when I go a little further, when the time comes, I will Find fault with him."

The big witch of the witch clan, with black lines on his face.

What is this?

Hit us for a while, and Baize for a while?

Where are you from?

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, my time is precious, come on, help me out, let's have a good fight, I'm satisfied, I'll leave right away, I promise not to delay you here to continue working on Baize."

Wei Yang was serious and sincere.

The big witch was silent.

He felt that his brains were not enough.

But Wei Yang didn't explain much.

After all, this is the historical scene where the spirit of the witch clan and the demon clan Bai Ze merged with the world and transformed into an illusion after death.

These people who live in the illusion of history.

Compared to the self who was still in Hongmeng back then, it was far inferior.

At least, the illusion in the primordial realm is only relative.

For Hongmeng, the people there are also real people, with a complete life and all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

But here, it is just a fragment, they will always live in the battle, immersed in killing.

Once the illusion collapses.

Everything here will turn into nothingness.

Therefore, Wei Yang is not lying when he says he doesn't care.

Here is true nothingness.

The only function is to help oneself practice.

Seeing that the big witch still didn't make a move.

Wei Yang took the initiative to attack.

After dying so many times, he was finally qualified to fight well.

Of course Wei Yang didn't want to miss the opportunity.

Perhaps, this is the only place where one can fight these ancient terrifying witches.

Look at Wei Yang's persistence.

The big witch was also annoyed.

Is it amazing to resist a punch?Are you proud?

See if I don't beat you to death.

After more than a dozen strokes, Wei Yang was covered in blood again and was thrown into the underground mud pit.

"Cool, I will come again."

Wei Yang finally roared, making Dawu look confused.

Then there is a new beginning.

The big witch doesn't know each other, but Wei Yang, he can head-to-head at the beginning.

The fist frame transformed by the terrifying sword intent and sword energy fought back and forth with the great witch of the witch clan.

In the distance, Bai Ze was dealing with the siege of more great witches.

Occasionally glanced at Wei Yang, feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember.