Eternal gate

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

The audience was full of exclamations, marveling at Mo Dao and Han Xue. This battle was really beautiful, but compared with the battle between Ji Hen and Prajna, it pales in comparison.

"Why are there so many evildoers in this new sect's disciples?"

Among the inner disciples present, there were many sighs and sighs in addition to admiration.

While speaking, he also glanced at Yue Ling, Yang Feng and Su Yu. Those three were the outstanding disciples of the previous new sect. They were all ranked in the top five. Compared with the talents of this year, It looked dim. Not to mention other things, Chu Wushuang alone was enough to crush him.

"If you don't come, it will be a big deal."

Bai Xuanshi sighed, this should be an era where talents gather together.

Those juniors are the future of Tianzong, such as Chu Wushuang, who was at least the deputy headmaster in his year.

"Wu Nian, Chu Wushuang, come on stage."

Amidst the noise, Wu Xuantong's words echoed throughout the venue, and the whole place was silent.

The spectators all sat upright again, even Zhao Yun, who had not seen Chu Wushuang actually make a move yet. Wu Nian was a pretty monster, and I wonder if he could try out some of Chu Wushuang's trump cards.

"Junior brother, you can't hold back this time."

Su Yu solemnly warned that Chu Wushuang was not an ordinary monster.

Xiao Wu Nian nodded. Su Yu didn't need to say anything, he wouldn't hold back and would fight with all his strength.

"Big Mantou, if you throw this up, we... won't cut your little brother." Su Yu was asking Wu Nian, while Jiannan was concentrating on fooling Man Teng, with one hand still on Man Teng. On his shoulders, I looked back and saw that the two of them were doing well! What you say is said with a lot of meaning.

Looking at the object in his hand, it should be a stick.

Well...it's a stick, a black iron rod, mainly of sufficient size.

"You can't do that, but I can do that."

Man Teng grinned and threw his mace up without saying a word.

Duangduang's voice is much more pleasant than the sound of discussion.

At this moment, the whole place was silent.

It was also at this moment that the people at the outer door collectively glanced sideways and looked at Man Teng.

Just like in the previous play, the way the men looked at the wild men was so gratifying! In a competition involving Chu Wushuang, you fucking dared to throw things on the stage. You are a real man. You know, Chu Wushuang has a bad temper and will beat you to ashes in one breath.

"Why do they all look at me like this?" Man Teng scratched his head.

"Don't make trouble, I'm not familiar with you." Jiannan avoided it consciously, and a series of actions made it clear: Don't get me wrong, I... really don't know this big guy.

"Scumbag."

"shameless."

The female disciples cursed, and their beautiful eyes were on fire.

Looking at the female elders, their faces were extremely ugly, especially Chu Wushuang’s master.

"Don't curse!" Man Teng looked confused.

"What do you mean?" The elders of the inner sect and the emperor's sons who arrived later were also confused. Didn't that big guy just borrow a weapon? Is this necessary? Why do you still use curse words? Could it be that it was an extremely fierce weapon? Comes with terrifying divine power?

"When you weren't here, there were people here who didn't follow martial ethics."

Lao Xuanshan stroked his beard and gave a more subtle explanation.

As he said this, the old man glanced at Zhao Yun, saying that he is the kind of person who doesn't respect martial ethics.

Because of his kick, a very bad atmosphere was created.

"Don't worry about me." Zhao Yun's face turned a little dark. Don't rely on me for everything.

"What do you mean?" The people in the inner sect... still don't know why, but let's make it clear!

"You...are a bit unreasonable!" Su Yu said meaningfully.

"He resisted being beaten." Sikong Jiannan's words were particularly profound.

"Look back...that guy can beat you to death."

"I...will resist beatings too."

"It's so cold." Man Teng shuddered, and then he realized that Chu Wushuang on the stage had turned his eyes sideways, and it was him who was looking at him. That indifferent and cold look made him tremble all over.

"I just borrowed a weapon, don't be so stingy!" Man Teng couldn't help coughing. When he arrived, he didn't know what his mace... meant, let alone that he was strolling in front of the gate of hell. He only knew The way Chu Wushuang looked at him was a little abnormal.

"Start the war."

Wu Xuantong coughed, stopping the chaos in the venue.

At this point, the people who looked quite hurt involuntarily looked at the fighting platform.

Wu Nian's little bald head is still so shiny.

However, no matter how bright she is, Chu Wushuang is not as bright as Chu Wushuang. She is truly dazzling. Her whole body is filled with radiant light, and she is even more brilliant. She stands gracefully among them, bringing with her a dream-like artistic conception.

"open."

Wu Nian shouted loudly, and an ancient pattern was carved between his eyebrows.

He activated a forbidden method, a forbidden method that greatly enhanced his combat power. His momentum rose to its peak. The wisps of peaceful energy and blood became extremely violent because of this. He was obviously a person, but he seemed to be a head. The savage beast, with mysterious power hidden in its body, is recovering bit by bit.

"This...is his peak combat power?"

He was as silent as a black knife, with a look of surprise on his face, his aura was too strong.

Such as the Tianling body and the Yin Bing real body, there is unconcealable fear in their eyes. They think that the chance of winning against Wu Nian in this state is very small. His natural divine power is really terrifying.

"Good boy."

Zhao Yun murmured, his eyes narrowed into a thin line.

He who has clairvoyance can still see very clearly. There is indeed power dormant in Xiao Wu Nian's body, mysterious and terrifying, but he doesn't know where the power comes from, whether it is innate or post-cultivation.

On the other hand, Chu Wushuang's expression was indifferent and there was no emotional change.

In other words, in her opinion, nothing mattered, and no forbidden laws worked.

"Ba Tian: The Mountain Fist."

Xiao Wu Nian shouted loudly and started attacking with all his strength.

Knowing that his opponent was Chu Wushuang, he used his peak combat power for this attack. Having activated the forbidden method, he was not only blessed with strength, but also extremely fast. Looking from the stage, he looked like a Just three or two of the dazzling Jinghongs were in front of Chu Wushuang in an instant. Judging from his punch, true energy was flowing out, and there were black seal scripts flowing between his palms.

"What a strong punch." Mo Dao was frightened and thought he couldn't block it.

Even he is like this, not to mention other evil disciples. The power of a punch is enough to knock down mountains.

Zhao Yun's expression was quite calm and he was looking at Chu Wushuang.

That proud woman of heaven did nothing in the face of Wu Nian's attack.

It wasn't until Wu Nian's punch really hit her that she raised her jade hand, spread her fingers, and grabbed Xiao Wu Nian's small fist impartially. What a natural divine power, what a powerful punch. , it didn't work on her, the overlord's blow did not cause the slightest wave.

"this....."

The disciples present, both inner and outer...were collectively shocked.

Where is the Xishan Fist! Wu Nian's Shanshan Fist, which was used at the peak of her combat power, was neutralized so easily. In fact, the power of the fist was completely removed by her without even shaking her delicate body.

"She...is the monster." Mo Dao laughed at himself.

Other monsters, such as Hanxue and the others, have basically similar expressions.

Even the evil disciples, not to mention the ordinary disciples, were shocked to the point of panic. What a terrifying background it must be to be able to neutralize that punch so lightly.

"That...what kind of power is it."

Zhao Yun murmured again, looking at Chu Wushuang's jade hands.

Just a moment ago, he clearly saw a ray of colorful energy flowing out of Chu Wushuang's hand, but it disappeared in an instant. It was the strange colorful energy that removed the power of the Xianshan Fist, and even... A punch from Tyrant Jedi turned into an ordinary punch at Chu Wushuang's level.