The last time I fought with my second senior brother and others, the gray-robed man even had warm-up exercises, and his opponent would be beaten and fled in panic before last night.

This really made him extremely disappointed.

But this time is very different from the past. Although Zhang Qiankun is the peak cultivator of the eighth level of Wangtian, he is still a certain distance from his "half-step transcendence" like this, it is more than enough to use it to move his muscles and bones!

"Looking for fun?" Zhang Qiankun smiled playfully: "Haha, you are too worried, right?"

If you use a master like yourself for fun, I guess there is only one in the world.

Like this guy who is ignorant of the world, he has made up his mind to punish him!

As soon as he thought of this, a strong wind suddenly rose from Zhang Qiankun's feet, and then his whole body turned into a phantom and rushed towards the man in gray robe not far away.

The cultivator at the Eighth Level of Wangtian was locked firmly by the Heavenly Dao almost instantly when he used his cultivation level.

I saw that the originally clear sky suddenly became dim, and I didn’t know that a thick dark cloud floated from there, covering Changbai Mountain.

In spring, everything is about to revive, but at this moment, the woods are surprisingly quiet. When facing the power of heaven and earth, almost all animals can only lie on the ground, trembling.

At this level of thunder tribulation, even middle-aged cultivators of the seventh level of the sky, were frightened and sweated. They quickly took out a yellow talisman from their arms and threw it into the sky.

Immediately, a golden light flashed in the black clouds.

Soon, the world finally returned to the clarity of the world.

"call……"

After breathing a long sigh, the middle-aged man's expression eased.

He was even worried that the "pardon order" written by the sect leader himself could take effect in front of such a sky.

Just as the dark clouds dissipated, the prelude to the battle quietly opened.

Zhang Qiankun rushed to the gray-robed man first, then raised his hand and swung it out boldly, and stamped it on his opponent's head.

Under a palm, some Taos lingered in it, instantly sealing all the retreat paths of the gray-robed man.

Seeing this, the man in the gray robe had no worries on his face, but instead a smile appeared: "Haha, your Taoist rhyme is very skillful!"

While speaking, he also blew a palm in the air.

"Bang!"

After a head-on fight, a violent sound exploded from the battlefield.

Ripples visible to the naked eye spread around like tides.

These ripples swept far away, knocking towering trees in the distance to the ground.

During this process, Zhang Qiankun's body, who was originally promoted, looked a little hunched, and in the end he was even more defeated by the unfathomable spiritual energy of the man in the gray robe.

This scene made the middle-aged man feel numb from scalp!

"Gudong!"

He swallowed hard, and then looked at his companion incredibly: "The Supreme Elder was actually forced to take a step back by this person?"

Upon hearing this, the young man was also confused: "Did the elder still keep it?"

Even he himself didn't believe this.

After all, even the Taoist rules are used, how could Zhang Qiankun choose to hold back!

But if this is not the case, how can we explain what happened just now?

The Supreme Elder of the Wangyue Sect was forced back by an unknown person.

If this is spread, no one will believe it.

To be honest, even Zhang Qiankun himself did not believe it. With the call of all his strength, he was no match for the man in the gray robe.

So he once again doubted the identity of the man in the gray robe and asked, "Who are you?"

After saying that, he looked at his opponent not far away with his eyes, as if he was trying hard to penetrate the other party's thick gray robe and see the face hidden in the robe clearly.

Unfortunately, even though his eyes were as sharp as lightning, his face covering the gray robe was like a layer of thick fog, making it impossible for him to catch it.

The man in gray robe stood there, letting Zhang Qiankun look at him, and said lightly: "It's just a village man, why should Mr. Zhang chase him relentlessly?"

Zhang Qiankun said with a deep brow: "You will never be a nameless person without a surname in this way. Your status in the sect is at least the level of the Supreme Elder. Even compared with me, it is not much inferior!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they shocked the two middle-aged men not far away.

A powerful man of the Supreme Elder level who has never heard of before is really thought-provoking!

Since the Kunlun Ruins Battle, the strength of all major sects has been weakened. In today's world, there are only two top elder-level masters in the Hongmeng Taoist Hall and the Gu Po Sect.

Moreover, judging from the skills that the man in gray robe just performed, he is definitely not one of the two.

Since it does not belong to these two transcendent forces, where should this person go?

Zhang Qiankun is eager to figure out this question now, but the man in gray robe doesn't give him any clues.

It’s ridiculous. I thought before that this person must have not reported the matter of the Antarctic Palace Cave Heaven to the sect, but now it seems that with a master like him here, unless the sect leader personally comes, there is no place to spend what effort to guard against!

He thought in his heart that his vigilance towards the man in gray robe was getting stronger and stronger.

Looking at the doubts in Zhang Qiankun's eyes, the man in gray robe chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter what my identity is. Let's focus on the punches and feet now. It's rare to enjoy it. Don't let me down!"

After saying that, he took the lead in launching an offensive and punched the opponent not far away.

"Buzz!"

The fist wind starts to move, bringing out the gale wind.

It seems a random punch, but the energy contained in it is enough to make people panic.

Zhang Qiankun did not dare to be careless at all. At the critical moment, he avoided the sharp edge of the iron fist, flashed to the right side of the man in gray robe, and stabbed it hard with a sword point.

Although his movements were as fast as lightning, it was obviously unrealistic to try to attack the man in the gray robe.

After seeing through the other party's malice, the man in gray robe bent his waist and avoided the finger that was enough to smear the essence of gold and stone.

In the fight between fists and feet, neither of them did not use Taoism. After all, Taoism cannot be used too much when we meet in a short time.

What's more, things like Tao Ze cannot be consumed at will. It's too troublesome to add that thing.

The Tao rule is a law born between heaven and earth. However, unlike the Tao, it is not an ordinary five elements such as gold, wood, water, fire and earth, but a qi derived from all things.

This energy is rarer than the innate vitality, and many people even call it the mother energy of all things.

Only those who can absorb the maternal energy are those who have realized the Taoist principles above the Wangtian Realm!

But Taoism is also a consumable, just like spiritual energy, not the kind of thing that can be used infinitely, and must be replenished from time to time.

In less than a moment, the man in the gray robe and Zhang Qiankun had fought hundreds of ways.

Their movements were so fast that it was hard for both of them to see clearly. Even middle-aged cultivators could only see clearly the movements of thirty or forty moves.

At this moment, a laugh like a night owl came from not far away.
Chapter completed!