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"The Supreme Elder..."

Seeing the defeat of the master of Dingshan Sect and the Supreme Elder of Netherworld Demon Sect, the cultivators of Dingshan Sect and Netherworld Demon Sect were in disbelief and exclaimed loudly!

It is simply unbelievable that two half-step Ningying realm powerhouses joined forces and were seriously injured by a martial artist with perfect martial arts realm.

"Is Zhao Wu really old?"

"Why do you still have such terrifying fighting power!"

"What a feat it is to suppress two half-step Ningying realm experts alone."

The other immortal cultivators who were watching neutrally were also very shocked, and their eyes on Zhao Wu completely changed.

Everyone thought before that Zhao Wu would be easily suppressed by the Dingshan Sect Master and the Supreme Elder of the Netherworld Demon Sect, but who knew that the result would be exactly the opposite.

Even the strong man who was fighting against the strong men of the Han family showed surprise when he noticed that Zhao Wu defeated the master of Dingshan Sect and the Supreme Elder of Netherworld Demon Sect alone.

"Although I am old, it is still easy to kill you."

Zhao Wu's white hair was flying, and his body was full of blood. He was like a completely awakened god of death, pressing towards the two masters of Dingshan Sect.

"you……"

Master Dingshan was frightened and frightened. He struggled to get up and fight again, but before he could speak, his blood surged and he coughed blood violently again. He was severely injured and almost lost his fighting power.

The Supreme Elder of Nether Demon Sect also turned pale and tried to struggle to get up, but his limbs were also weak.

"Let's hit the road."

Zhao Wu came to the two of them, and his fingers suddenly spread out, turning into a terrifying and sharp aura, aiming at the eyebrows of the Dingshan Sect Master and the Supreme Elder of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

"boom!"

At the moment when the Gang Qi was about to strike, golden runes appeared in the void, forming an indestructible wall of runes that blocked Zhao Wu's attack in time.

At the same time, an extremely strong aura slowly rose from the depths of Dingshan Sect.

Like a prehistoric beast that had been sleeping for countless years, it suddenly opened its eyes in the darkness, and the terrifying pressure swept across the entire Tongtian Peak in an instant.

"Plop, plop..."

Caught off guard, most of the immortal cultivators present were crushed to the ground under this terrifying pressure.

"It's the ancestor's breath!"

The Dingshan sect leader, who was originally a little desperate, instantly brightened up after feeling this pressure and exclaimed.

"The ancestor of Dingshan Sect is born, Zhao Wu, you are finished."

The supreme elder of the Netherworld Demon Sect laughed loudly, with an extremely cheerful tone in his tone.

In the void, energy surged and undulated, and finally condensed into a figure, appearing under everyone's gaze.

He is wearing a golden cassock, has a childish face and craned hair, and has piercing eyes. He is none other than the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect, Situ Nan!

"I'll wait to see my ancestor!"

The disciples of Dingshan Sect all knelt down after seeing this figure!

"A strong man in the Ningying Realm."

The strong man who was fighting against the strong man of the Han family stopped in time and looked at the figure of the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect, his face became a little ugly.

"There is indeed an old guy in charge of the Dingshan Sect."

Zhao Wu looked calm, as if he had expected this scene.

"Dare you act so arrogantly in our Dingshan Sect?"

"Are you guilty?"

Situ Nanduan, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect, was sitting on the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he asked Zhao Wu coldly.

He was extremely powerful, like a real god, and the aura that filled the air was enough to scare most of the immortal cultivators present.

This is a true Ningying Realm powerhouse, ten times or even a hundred times stronger than Dingshan Sect Master and others.

"Fuck you Mad."

"Old guy, come and fight if you can, don't pretend to be in front of me."

Zhao Wu shouted coldly, and his response was both simple and rude.

Hearing Zhao Wu's words, the Dingshan Sect cultivators stared angrily, while the other cultivators were almost turned to stone.

"This Zhao Wusheng is so fierce."

"Even when facing the ancestor of Dingshan Sect, he is still so unscrupulous."

Some people whispered to themselves, admiring Zhao Wu's courage.

"Ancestor is so arrogant that he went on a killing spree in our Dingshan Sect. I also asked Ancestor to suppress him."

Dingshan Sect Master spoke, hoping that Situ Nan would kill Zhao Wu directly.

"Anyone who offends our Dingshan Sect will be killed without mercy."

Situ Nan, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect, looked slightly cold and slapped it down casually.

His movements seemed random, but the void suddenly shook, and countless spiritual energy surged violently from heaven and earth. A golden hand a hundred feet tall, with an overwhelming force, aimed at Zhao Wu and pressed him down.

On the surface of the big golden hand, there are countless runes steaming, containing the aura of destroying all things.

Looking at the big golden hand that almost covered the sky, everyone's heart skipped a beat and they felt a strong sense of suffocation.

This palm is enough to easily kill all the immortal cultivators and warriors under the Ningying Realm!

This is the power of a strong person in the Ningying Realm. A random palm can have the power to shake the world!

"Zhao Wu is completely finished."

At this moment, everyone had the idea that no matter how strong Zhao Wu was, he would definitely be doomed.

Zhao Wu was still determined, his blood was boiling completely, and the originally vague portal of reincarnation gradually became clear and manifested behind him!

He took one step forward, raised his fist and struck hard towards the big golden hand.

The blood energy is billowing like a dragon, all gathered in Zhao Wu's fist light, with the aura of destruction of reincarnation, penetrating the sky and cutting through the sky!

This punch was several times more powerful than the one that had just defeated the two masters of Dingshan!

Boom!

The fist light and the big golden hand collided violently, but there was only a stalemate for a moment. The golden hand still completely wiped out the fist light and slapped it down again.

"Reincarnation opens the sky!"

Seeing this, Zhao Wu took a deep breath, and his life span burned quickly again, once again losing one year of life span, allowing his strength to grow explosively.

His head was full of white hair, and his eyes were as cold and captivating as golden lightning.

With a domineering punch, the terrifying power was like a stormy wave, hitting the golden hand again.

This time, the power of the fist was so terrifying that it actually blocked the big golden hand!

"Ok?"

"By burning life essence to obtain a power that is temporarily comparable to the Ningying realm, you are still too late after all, Zhao Wu!"

Situ Nan, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect, noticed Zhao Wu's falsehood at a glance and snorted coldly.

He sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds, the golden light on his body surged, and under his control, countless spiritual powers of heaven and earth turned into endless divine swords, aiming at Zhao Wu and slashing him head-on.

Every divine sword has the power to destroy a strong immortal cultivator in the Dan Formation Realm.

Zhao Wu's figure moved sideways quickly, and he swooped up like a golden-winged roc, killing the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect forcefully.

"Wow..."

Everyone present was shocked. No one thought that even though he was facing the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect and a strong man in the Ningying realm, Zhao Wu actually had the strength to resist.

"He is indeed the most powerful martial artist who once made a name for himself in the world."

"Even though he is old and old, he still has such shocking fighting power."

"How amazing would it be if he returned to his prime?"

The strong man who was confronting the strong man of the Han family said to himself in a deep voice when he saw Zhao Wu's performance.

Dingshan Sect Master and others were secretly frightened. They did not expect that Zhao Wu's combat power was still reserved. If the latter had just displayed such power, they might not be able to sustain the Dingshan Sect Ancestor's attack.

Above the sky, Zhao Wu's blood was boiling as he fought fiercely with the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect.

The ancestor of the Dingshan Sect looked indifferent, and with every movement of his hands, he used magical powers, triggering endless thunder and lightning, creating a terrifying field, trapping Zhao Wu in it.

However, Zhao Wu was strong and domineering, burning his longevity energy crazily, and truly unleashed the power of the Samsara Fist. The power of each punch was dozens of times stronger than before! They are enough to threaten the strong ones in the Ningying Realm.

"I would like to see how much longevity you, an old warrior, still have to burn."

"When your oil runs out, that's when you will fall."

Situ Nan's eyes were cold. As long as he held Zhao Wu back until the latter's lifespan was completely exhausted, the other party would die suddenly on the spot without having to do anything himself.

But he still underestimated Zhao Wu's determination, and even more so, Zhao Wu's physical condition.

Before coming to Dingshan Sect, Zhao Wu had restored his eighteen-year lifespan with the help of the system. Now he can afford to use the Samsara Fist to consume his lifespan!

After losing two years of life, the power of the Samsara Fist used by Zhao Wu was comparable to that of a strong person in the Ningying Realm.

"Reincarnation is broken!"

Seeing that the other party was trying to hold him back, Zhao Wu naturally would not let him succeed. He wanted to fight quickly.

In an instant, Zhao Wu once again burned a year of life, and the power of the Samsara Fist surged several times again.

With one punch, the field made of thunder and lightning instantly exploded into pieces.

Zhao Wu was like an ancient ferocious beast that broke out of its cage and charged towards the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect.

"Five-color fairy light!"

Situ Nan, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect, was shocked and angry. He no longer held back at all and directly used his most powerful method.

Five rays of fairy light illuminated the sky, carrying a sweeping aura, and collided heavily with Zhao Wu's fist light.

Boom, boom...

The collision of two extremely terrifying forces produced several terrible explosions.

As the aftermath of the energy dissipated, Zhao Wu's white hair flew and he stood proudly in the void.

On the opposite side, the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect had a gloomy expression, and the golden robe on his body was broken in several places.

Obviously, in the head-on collision just now, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect was completely suppressed.

"Dingshan Cauldron!"

The ancestor of the Dingshan Sect gritted his teeth and offered up a red immortal cauldron, which was the most precious treasure of the Dingshan Sect!

The red immortal cauldron was suspended, filled with endless fairy light, and attracted endless spiritual energy, causing the aura of the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect to surge.

The two fought again, almost exploding the void.

"kill!"

Zhao Wu's face was cold and his eyes were dark and deep. In order to defeat the opponent, he burned two years of life again, a full five years of life, making the power of Samsara Fist even more terrifying.

The vision of the reincarnation portal became more and more solid. Zhao Wu knocked the red immortal cauldron away with one punch, and then hit the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect with a kick, kicking the latter until he vomited blood.

Zhao Wu took advantage of the situation to kill, and the ancestor of Dingshan Sect was shocked. He quickly retreated and activated the red immortal cauldron to block it. Dao armor appeared on his body to protect him.

The Samsara Fist destroyed all things and exploded the red immortal cauldron with a few punches. Then it shattered the Dingshan Sect ancestor's Taoist armor and penetrated his chest with one punch, bringing up a large amount of blood mist.

Seeing that Zhao Wu was about to kill him, the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect was so horrified that he quickly crushed a golden talisman in his arms and shouted: "Help!"

His shrill voice spread throughout the sky.

"Go to hell!"

Zhao Wu didn't want to cause trouble again, so he raised his fist and attacked fiercely, intending to kill Situ Nan, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect, completely.

"Zhao Wu, I'll invite a big shot to kill you."

"Just wait for me if you can."

Situ Nan ran away frantically, shouting loudly while avoiding Zhao Wu's punch.

"Waiting for you, uncle."

Zhao Wu chased after him directly and hit the body of Situ Nan, the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect, with another punch, shattering half of his body.

At the critical moment, a golden ancient mirror rushed out of Situ Nan's body, taking most of the damage for him. Otherwise, the punch just now would have destroyed him physically and mentally.

The ancestor of the Dingshan Sect fled frantically, constantly avoiding Zhao Wu's pursuit.

What was originally an even battle turned into a one-sided battle in an instant.

The Dingshan sect leader and others who were just proud just now felt cold all over, and many people even felt helpless and desperate.

Situ Nan, the strongest ancestor of their Dingshan Sect, was like a lost dog at the moment, being chased and killed by Zhao Wu. He was a strong man in the Ningying Realm!

Zhao Wu hit the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect with two more punches. The talisman in the latter's body opened up the shield, allowing him to resist the fatal attack again.

In order to survive, the ancestor of Dingshan Sect used many treasures to resist, trying to buy an extra moment.

Zhao Wu's face became colder and colder, and the speed of his punches became faster and faster. The power of the reincarnation fist formed a huge furnace, which was about to completely swallow up the ancestor of the Dingshan Sect.

He wants to completely wipe out the ancestor of Dingshan Sect!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the void suddenly shattered, an extremely terrifying momentum descended, and countless immortal energies instantly suppressed the entire audience!

"Who is calling me?"

An indifferent voice sounded, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone.