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In the Chongyang Palace, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Ma Yu and others are fighting hard. Although they remain undefeated with the Tiangang Beidou Formation, they will lose after being defended for a long time.

Their opponents, about ten, are all first-class players, and among them, only three of them are truly masters, and the other few are disciples of the Zhi generation. How can they fight the enemy in such a long-lasting war of attrition?

At the critical moment, strong support suddenly came outside the hall, and everyone was overjoyed. When they saw who was among the visitors, they were sure that with Guo Jing, a master who was comparable to the five wise masters, entered the hall, this time, Quanzhen Sect can be worry-free.

But who is the person who came with Guo Jing?

When Ren Hengxing gave an order, his subordinates immediately went to the direction of the master who was knocked down by him and Guo Jing. However, Ren Hengxing kept in his hand, and his Hundred Steps Divine Fist punched a blow of thunder in the air.

The fist wind stormed and the thunder exploded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Six consecutive thunder sounds, Ren Hengxing stood there almost punches, and the masters of Quanzhen Sect flew everywhere, exerting the strong and bullying the weak to the extreme, and the entire situation was completely reversed after several breaths.

In the other direction, Guo Jing did not stop. Guo Jing, who became serious, was extremely powerful, and his strength was unparalleled, and his strength was also magical, far from comparable to those ordinary first-class players.

However, if the fight starts at this time, Ren Hengxing is 100% not his opponent, but in terms of his ability to clear the field, he is far inferior to Ren Hengxing as a human-shaped fortress.

Ren Hengxing tied six masters, and he had just knocked down three of them, and at this time he was holding a palm towards a young noble man.

The palm power was as strong as a tide. The noble young man gave up his palm and slapped his backhand and greeted Guo Jing. He only saw his energy coming out. The sound of wind and thunder was so powerful that it was not comparable to the master Guo Jing had knocked down before.

Guo Jing didn't even look at it, and took it on the fan, and was about to take it off, but he pulled it with all his strength. Although the young man shook it, the fan in his hand was not taken off.

At this moment, Ren Hengxing's Hundred Steps Divine Fist was the first time he failed. His punch was a middle-aged Tibetan monk wearing a red robe and a golden crown, describing a thin, middle-aged Tibetan monk.

The power of the Hundred Steps Divine Fist is thousands of pounds, which is far from being able to resist by ordinary masters in the world.

Unexpectedly, the Tibetan monk did not dodge or avoid it. He shouted angrily, used his divine power all over his body, and only knocked the vajra in his hand indirectly, and actually broke the air force of the Hundred Stream Divine Fist, and then was shaken by the aftermath of the Hundred Stream Divine Fist.

Not only that, after the Tibetan monk broke through the Hundred Steps of the Divine Fist Feng from the side, he directly rushed towards Ren Hengxing. He looked at his body as thin as he seemed, but he didn't know where the divine power came from, and he was also extremely powerful while walking.

Judging from his movements, although his strength seemed to be far less than Ren Hengxing, he was full of his own strength and was able to control it freely. Ren Hengxing failed to succeed in one punch, and he was unable to succeed in several punches. Instead, he got closer and closer and was about to fight him head-on.

"What a monk, take me a blow to the Storm Hammer and see!"

Ren Hengxing was not panicked at all, and he danced the hammer and suddenly activated his divine power. His already powerful force climbed to twice. Then he swung his might and the huge hammer in his hand was shocked.

The attack was extremely powerful, and the hammer head broke through the air at an extremely fast speed. The hammer was moving in the air, just like in water. Every move forward brought the air to separate it, and the air waves were everywhere.

The hammer head part squeezed the air, as if it was actually formed a layer of wind on the surface.

The sledgehammer was fast and fierce. The Tibetan monk was about to approach Ren Hengxing, but what greeted him was a hammer. He was instinctively tilted his body slightly, trying to use the vajra to hit him with all his strength, just like breaking the Hundred Steps Knight Fist Feng Feng Feng.

He did not use the front to catch the enemy, and even if he could not stop it, he would have to push the hammer away from the direction. As a result, he thought that the force of the Storm Hammer was too strong, and his vajra bounced away as soon as he touched it, and then it hit him.

With the sound of "top", the Tibetan monk seemed to be wiped by the front of the high-speed rail car that was speeding at high speed. He flew up to the side in a swirling manner, and could not control the vajra in his hand and shot out.

His body flipped and turned around in the air one after another, making a round-rotation movement in the air that modern gymnastics champions would never have dreamed of, and his body actually rose higher and higher.

Ren Hengxing snorted coldly, he was very strong? He was better than I controlled, right? He told you to know what absolute power is.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and kept screaming. It turned out that the Tibetan monk was besieging the people in the Quanzhen Sect and then turned around and attacked him. So his powerful hammer was heading towards the people of the Quanzhen Sect.

Now that the Tibetan monk is in a carriage, he is forced to fly away, and the sledgehammer flies straight towards a Taoist priest who has just gotten up.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly used the power of the hammer to retract the hammer, but the power of the hammer was so great that the hammer could not pull the power of the hammer at all, and he only slowed down a little.

Guo Jing, who was holding the noble young master's fan, thought to himself when he saw this situation. He finally stopped holding back. He should push it. The Dragon Subduing Palm activates with all his strength, which stirs up like a tsunami.

The noble young master was urging his strength and pulling it with all his strength. The true energy in his body was surging, and his face was full of purple weather. He had tried his best.

Guo Jing changed his strength to push. The Dragon Subduing Palm was extremely powerful. He attacked with the force of his pulling. He only stimulated the iron bone fan in his hand, making the iron bone buzzing and scattering. The noble young master also flew out, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out from the air.

Guo Jing urged him to fly and ignored him. He shouted loudly and rushed towards the sledgehammer sideways. He hit the side of the sledgehammer with a move, and swung the sledgehammer and flew out in a sledgehammer in a sledgehammer.

"Boom!" The slanted hammer hit the wall behind the Chongyang Palace with a blow, smashing a big hole in the wall. The powerful shock caused the entire hall to buzz, and dust fell from above.

Ren Hengxing then breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Guo Jing in surprise. Who is this man? His palm power is so powerful that he can knock the storm hammer emitted by his divine power outbreak. Such strength is simply shocking.

After knocking the sledgehammer off, Guo Jing stopped in front of the Taoist, knelt down, and kowtowed to him: "Disciple Guo Jing, pays homage."

The Taoist then came to his senses and helped him up happily: "Please get up Jing'er, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Your skills have improved greatly and you are far above your master."

Speaking of Guo Jing's great progress in his skills, he was even more powerful than himself. This Taoist not only did not think it was taboo, but he was happy. It turned out that this Taoist was Ma Yu, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen. He had gone to the desert to teach him the inner strength of the Xuanmen, which opened up the path of superior martial arts for him.

If it weren't for this, Guo Jing would learn martial arts from the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan and would be a third-rate figure for the rest of his life.

Ma Yu happily helped Guo Jing up and looked at the person who came with Guo Jing again.

Ren Hengxing almost failed just now and was angry. At this time, he put all the troubles on the rest of the people. He first took back the hammer, and the sound of the Hundred Steps Divine Fist was shocking, one punch, and the rest of the people were paralyzed and broken.

Ma Yu was shocked to see such a mighty power, but he didn't expect that there would be such a master with Guo Jing.

Withdrew his gaze, Ma Yu asked Guo Jing: "Jing'er, I haven't introduced the masters who have come with you yet. If you hadn't arrived in time, my Quanzhen Sect's situation today would be worrying."

Guo Jing looked at Ren Hengxing, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Li: "Master Taoist, these people are all disciples of an immortal master who comes with me."

"Immortal Chief?" Ma Yu and others were surprised to hear Guo Jing's name. Who can afford to be the Immortal Chief? He immediately looked at a young Taoist with a hand-carrying hand at the entrance of the hall.

"Boom!" The Taoist looked at this side, and as he looked at each other, the supreme and vast power of heaven was suppressed. Everyone was shocked at the same time, and their faces changed.

However, Tianwei only came for a moment. With a slight touch, the man's aura seemed to be an ordinary person who didn't understand martial arts. The hallucination that had never happened before was just now.

"The sky is vast and the earth is coming down, and I will not save the suffering of all the people... Changchunzi, is this poem written by you?"

Wang Li said this and his eyes fell directly on the oldest among all the Taoists, which was Changchun Ziqiu Chuji, the head of Quanzhen Sect.

This Changchun Ziqiu Chuji had a very high martial arts skills when Guo Jing was young. He took the heads of thousands of miles a day on snowy nights and looked like a master. After decades, his cultivation level became more and more profound than before, but unfortunately he failed to cross the line of the Five Great Masters.

Otherwise, the Quanzhen Sect would not be so embarrassed today.

Listening to Wang Li Niandao's poem, Qiu Chuji nodded: "That's it!"

"Very good. I came to Chongyang Palace today for the author of this poem. Since it is you, then follow me."

Wang Li casually invited him, and then said to Ren Hengxing: "Take them to the square outside the hall to surrender. After today, you will no longer be servants."

"Not a traitor anymore?" Ren Hengxing and others were happy when they heard this. Could it be of great use to them?

"Yes!" Ren Hengxing bowed and waved his hand. All the knocked down masters in the hall were carried out by the servants who were directly under the mail-offs in charge of their team.

After Ren Hengxing left, Wang Li went straight into the hall and turned to the side door. At this time, the fire behind Chongyang Hall was at a peak and had already burned from the door.

The blazing fire was burning, and he walked into the fire without looking at it. There seemed to be an invisible force around him. Wherever he went, the flames would be extinguished and soon disappeared outside the side door.

Qiu Chuji was inexplicably heard. Seeing that the magic of Wang Li had exceeded the limit of martial arts, he also heard Guo Jing call Wang Li Xianchang, and was puzzled. Could this person be really an immortal?

"Master Taoist, I met this immortal master outside Puguang Temple. He is indeed a true immortal with supernatural powers. He is unfathomable. Hearing his tone, he seems to be the immortal master of Louguan Taoism, and his seniority seems to be above the Chongyang Real Person."

Seeing that he was confused, Guo Jing explained to him.

Lou Guandao, Qiu Chuji and others were shocked and looked at each other. If Lou Guandao, he would be a senior, and not a little bit before. If he was a Taoist of Lou Guandao, he would be so young until now that he could call Guo Jing a god, but he was afraid that his martial arts skills would be unprecedented, and he would be undoubtedly a god.
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