"The strongest body that I relied on has become weak. Today I am going to tear you alive!" The man laughed ferociously at Wuming, waving his arms, and rushed towards Wuming like a ferocious beast in human form.

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His fist was as big as a casserole, and when it started to dance, it was vigorous and powerful, with immeasurable strength. If someone who hadn't deliberately cultivated his body was hit by his punch, he would definitely end up with broken bones and tendons, or even death.

No need to doubt.

However, Wuming was not afraid. He gathered his energy and concentrated his energy, and he also punched him. This time, he used all his strength, blood filled his body, and his eyes occasionally shot out sharp light, like lightning flashing across the night, piercing people's hearts.

among.

"Bang!"

Wuming moved quickly, punched out, and collided with the opponent's fist, making a dull sound.

The impact of this punch was almost equal, but Wuming still took a long time to release his force before completely removing the opponent's strength.

However, this was enough to surprise him. You must know that when he just took action, he used the Eternal Immortality Art, coupled with his martial arts training, a Yuan ordinary person with a strong body, but in the end, he was still able to resist.

The opponent's strength.

"It seems it's time to learn the next part of the Eternal Immortality Technique. The battles I have to go through now and in the future are already imminent. If I have already practiced it, I guess it won't be so strenuous just now." Wuming secretly thought in his heart.

thought.

At first, Wuming waited from Ji Feng to learn that the Eternal Creation Immortal Art was incomplete, and only had cultivation methods for the first two major realms of the three realms of the physical body and the three realms of the soul. As he now advanced in cultivation, in fact, he had already

It’s time to practice the Eternal Immortality Art, which is aimed at the three realms of Yuanshen.

However, because this action against Yu Zhenwu Sect was so urgent, he had no time to practice at all, so that even the Kunpeng Sacred Technique he just used was actually at a half-baked level.

The reason why he used it just now was just to quickly master Kunpeng's holy technique in battle. Otherwise, except for the nine-character Taoist mantra and the power of the law of time, he would not be able to use it at all.

Combat skills.

As for the power of the Lightning Fist and Dragon-Snake Legs, although they are very sharp, they are really not enough in a battle at the level of the Holy Son, and it is impossible to cause much damage to the enemy.

"It seems that the physical skills you have practiced are no longer useful to me." The man laughed ferociously. His body, which was about ten feet tall, was extremely oppressive!

"What's your name?" Wuming suddenly asked a question that was completely irrelevant at this time, but the other party was stunned for a moment.

"Why, do you want to know who killed you?" The man sneered again and again, and with his fist raised, his voice sounded again, saying: "Remember, my name is Potian!"

Potian punched again, the wind of the punch was sharp and became more and more powerful. At the same time, there was a trace of red light lingering on his body surface, like the condensation of the most powerful blood energy, and like the transformation of the brutal murderous aura, which completely destroyed his original body.

Just like the burly body of a demon, it makes it even more terrifying.

Faced with Potian's attack again, Wuming had to take precautions. The battle had just begun, and the opponent had obviously not used his killing move yet. If he took it lightly, he might be in danger next.

He was not because of the other party's strongest physique, but because of the strange strength of the other party's physique. He kept a respectful distance from the unknown, in fact even Wuming, not to say he was afraid, but he was also very careful and did not dare to have the slightest fear.

Take it lightly.

"Bang bang bang..."

**The dull sound of collisions came one after another. The two people continued to collide with fists and palms, and their legs and feet struck each other, as if there was no pain. Every collision would make people in the distance feel the same, and feel that the location of the collision seemed to be broken.

"Have you figured out what kind of physique this little guy named Potian has?" In the distance, an old monster from the Third Realm of Heaven spoke, his eyes flashing with light, and he was actually very puzzled.

"It shouldn't be a special physique. You know, although we don't say that we are well-informed and know everything, if the other party really has a special physique, I can still tell it. I think we won't be blinded by old age!"

"Is this a new special physique?"

"It's impossible. The special physique coincides with the number of three thousand, which is equivalent to three thousand avenues. There are already three thousand kinds of physical skills in the world. How could there be one more for no reason?"

"Could it be a special bloodline? You know, there are some special bloodlines in the world, and their ability to create is no less than a special physique!"

"It's very possible, but it's a pity that if the owner of the special bloodline doesn't show any blood, outsiders can't tell at all. This is a problem. I hope Mu Bai can hurt Potian."

Wuming didn't know about the suspicions about the existence of the three realms of heaven in the distance. At this time, his heart was filled with shock.

Potian's physique was so abnormal that the two of them fought hundreds of moves one after another, like needles against wheat, they were evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.

This shocked Wuming. He also knew that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world, but it was the first time that he saw someone with the same level of cultivation who could be more perverted than his body.

As for Potian, he was naturally shocked. He was extremely talented and felt that his physical training was unparalleled. However, Mu Bai's appearance today overturned his previous thoughts.

Wuming's fist seemed small, but the power it produced was not inferior to his at all, and even more terrifying.

The reason why he is physically strong is because he has an innate talent similar to a special physique, but Mu Bai does not have it. The reason why his body is so strong is because he has worked hard to cultivate it, which shocked him.

"Bang!"

There was another exchange of blows, strong winds swept through the field, ripples were turbulent, and the point of collision between the two exploded, causing a black hole about ten feet in size to appear in the void between the two of them.

, extremely shocking!

Wuming and Potian stood opposite each other, with solemn colors in their eyes. Judging from the situation just now, in terms of physical competition, the two of them were equally matched, and it would be difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.

Perhaps, only by using magical combat skills or magical weapons can the two of them decide the winner.

"Whoosh!"

There was a flash of white light, and a big stick of white bones suddenly appeared in Potian's hand. The whole body was as crystal clear as jade, exuding a hazy light like jade. It was boneless and solemn, only the warmth of jade.

Moreover, after the big bone stick appeared, the void buzzed continuously. It seemed that the opponent weighed more than ten million, and even the void could not bear it. The buzzing sound gave people an extremely depressing feeling.

Undoubtedly, this soldier who looks like a big bone stick is a valuable treasure, because anyone can see that the big bone stick is actually just a bone. It has the current power only because of the later artificial changes.

It's just a sacrifice, not because of the materials.

Turn decay into magic!

This method of refining weapons amazes people.

At the same time, what surprised many of the powerful people in the third realm of heaven present was that they actually felt a monstrous evil spirit on the big bone stick, which was the terrifying evil spirit formed by killing the most powerful person.

"What a fierce weapon!"

"It's hard to imagine how many powerful men must have been killed to make the soldiers possess such terrifying evil aura."

"Could this be the soldier from back then?"

"Isn't it possible? If the sect's soldiers back then couldn't have had this kind of power, how could they have ended up in the hands of this guy Po Tian?"

"Nothing is absolute. What if that old monster has descendants? Presumably, with his cultivation level, there is no need to use this vicious weapon anymore."

Seeing the opponent sacrificing a heavy treasure, Wuming didn't dare to underestimate it. The light flashed in his hand, and the Sky-Splitting Sword appeared again. The cold light flowed on the sword body like autumn water, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

"Brother Mubai, you have to be careful. The soldiers in Potian's hands are probably the famous soldiers of a traitor from our barbarian tribe!" Suddenly, Dongfang Man's voice sounded in Wuming's ears, and his voice was full of solemnity.

and complicated, which made Wuming's heart suddenly awe-inspiring.

"Old weirdo, who are you?" Seeing Potian rushing forward with a big bone stick, Wuming asked very suddenly.

Dongfangman had just sent a message to Wuming about everything about the old monster Man. In order not to provoke an old monster who was protective of his calf like Wang Feng, Wuming also asked carefully.

"I didn't expect that you actually knew my father?" Potian was surprised. He was carrying a big bone stick on his shoulders, and his demonic body, which was several feet tall, gave people a great sense of oppression.

Everyone was shocked when they heard Po Tian's words. At this time, those old monsters from the Third Realm of Heaven in the distance also knew why Po Tian had such a perverted physique.

"No wonder your physique is so abnormal, it turns out that you are the owner of another Barbarian God bloodline!" Seeing Potian admitting, the doubts in Wuming's heart were also solved.

The bloodline of the Barbarian God is an extremely ancient bloodline among the barbarians. Compared with the bloodline of the Immortal, it is even worse.

Because the former barbarian god was a terrifying existence that was about to break through the third realm of immortality. It was completely beyond the reach of Wang Feng's father.

Back then, the Barbarian God had three sons. The three brothers should have joined forces to strengthen the Barbarian tribe. However, for some unknown reason, the Barbarian God's third son turned out to be a Barbarian tribe, which also led to the emergence of the Barbarian tribe.

A traitor, and there is also an old monster in this world.

These things were all told to him by Dongfang Man. He, who is also a descendant of the Barbarian God, naturally knows better than anyone else about the affairs of the Barbarian God.

After it was confirmed that Po Tian was of the blood of the Barbarian God, there was a sudden gasp of air in the venue, because everyone invariably remembered the power of the old monster in the past, and also thought of the terror of the Barbarian God's bloodline.
Chapter completed!