"What kind of Taoist technique is this?"

Han Ping finally stood up and looked moved.

He was born into a great master of Taoism. After seventy years of practice, he may not be considered a master, but he can understand all the Taoisms in the world.

But he had never heard of the Taoist technique that almost covered the whole city.

"In this world, there are not only Taoist techniques...and also formations!"

Lianlian Lie's expression was indifferent:

"Mu Qingliu is not his opponent. If you don't ask, you can tell that his cultivation is only as good as Zhang Xuanba back then! I am not a fool. If I have no support, how dare I say that I will be hostile to him?"

"This battle, with 18 magic weapons as the core, mobilized the power of the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, turned water into air, and it was as heavy as a mountain!

Those who enter this formation will be unable to move in an instant, like a blind and deaf person carrying a mountain. Even if Zhang Xuanba is resurrected, he is not my opponent!"

As the words echoed, Lian Huanlie's depression that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time finally came out:

"If he dares to come..."

"Master Lie!"

Suddenly, a scream interrupted the Lianli's voice. The rough man almost broke the sound, and his finger-clicked arms and his whole body were trembling:

"He, he..."

"Um?!"

Lianhuan was shocked and suddenly looked out the window.

Click!

At the right time, a thunder broke through the sky, and the ink-colored clouds were separated.

The endless mist seems to have a gap, and a light hits the gap of dark clouds and falls on the river passing by the city.

A small boat crossed the river, at the bow, under the hat, a pair of bright eyes that looked like torches, passed through the clouds and mist:

"Mr. Yang is here, how are you staying?"

...

Rumble!

The rivers of all rivers enter the sea eastward, and the rolling waves rise several feet high, dozens of feet high, and the overwhelming waves are constantly banging on both sides of the straits and the high platforms.

On the Xuan Iron High Platform, many masters of Canghai City gathered here, and various true spirits were connected into one, and even a wave of tens of millions of pounds could not be approached.

On both sides of the strait, thousands of people gathered, with swords coming out of their sheath and roaring, and even overwhelming the sound of returning to the sea.

At this moment, the sound of Dongyue entering the sea estuary was so noisy and boiling, but it seemed extremely quiet.

There are hundreds of thousands of elite Dongyue Road masters, masters, on both sides of the straits, and on the tower ships above the sea.

Everyone's eyes gathered in one place above the dark clouds.

Click!

Lightning and thunder, storm, storm, sea surging, waves surging...

Under the terrifying power of the sky, even those tower ships rose and fell from time to time, as if they could be overturned at any time.

However, where everyone's eyes gathered, there were small boats standing like rocks in the violent storm.

No matter how fierce the wind and waves are, they cannot be shaken or overturned.

Because the figures standing on the boats are all masters of the times, including the lord of the islands of the South China Sea and the leader of the East Vietnam martial arts world.

There is also the lord of the Canghai City in Dongyue, and the iron flows!

"Here you come!"

Above a small boat, Tie Pifa's eyes suddenly condensed, and many small boats shook together, causing waves to explode.

But I saw that under the storm and rain, there were figures from far to near in the turbulent tide.

Compared to the mighty power of the sky, the person is as small as dust, and seems to be swallowed by violent waves at any time.

However, the moment when the figure appeared in the eyes of many people, the storm and the surging sea seemed to fade away at this moment.

That was not very tall figure, filling and occupying all the perspectives of everyone!

In a trance, I felt the darkness fading away, and the light was dazzling, like a red sun jumping out from the East China Sea, radiating thousands of feet of light!

"The limit of martial arts is almost like a god or a Buddha!"

The sound of praise that the storm could not suppress broke the balance in everyone's hearts and made the masters who were impressed by it come back to their senses.

"Such martial will!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tie Pifa only felt the trembling in his heart spread to his limbs and bones, and he was actually trembling!

Under the city of Canghai, Dongyue, there are hundreds of thousands of elite and masters gathered in the base camp, fearing one person!

"Northwest King, Yang Yu..."

A series of almost moaning murmurs were drowned in the roar of the waves.

At this moment, all the masters were shocked on the Xuan Iron Platform and on the boat in the endless ocean.

Feeling an unparalleled trend!

The warrior values ​​body, the master values ​​qi, the master values ​​gods, and the martial saint combines three elements and emphasizes power!

At this moment, everyone felt an indescribable magnificent momentum in the swordsman coming across the sea.

It is a life-long invincible momentum that is produced by traversing all directions and pushing across all directions!

"Yang Yu..."

In the storm, everyone was looking at the mysterious swordsman coming across the sea, Tie Hengliu's heart was extremely turbulent.

For this day, he prepared for more than ten years.

He called three martial saints from the islands of the South China Sea and invited Hanlongjun, the leader of the martial arts world in Dongyue, at a great cost.

With all kinds of treasures, more than a dozen masters of magical power were invited to induce magical powers behind them, and there were even two masters of the Ten Masters!

Even the 180,000 most elite navy troops in Dongyuedao were mobilized by him, trying to break the momentum with force.

However, all of this seemed to have become meaningless after he saw the King of Northwest with his own eyes...

"Invincible power, invincible person..."

Even Tie Canghai was like this, and the people who were walking with him felt that there was a collapse in front of him, and their minds couldn't help but shake.

This is not because they are not determined.

In fact, those who dare to stand here at this moment are all the most determined masters of the world.

However……

"Traveling all over the four fields and eighty states, fighting all over the world invincible... Your power has surpassed Zhang Xuanba at the peak of that year!"

Finally, the iron flow opened its mouth:

"Ancient Immortals and Buddhas may be just like this?"

Between the surging waves, Yang stopped and raised his eyes.

At this moment, he felt hundreds of thousands of gazes, frightened, horrified, awe, and murderous intent.

This overwhelming gaze was like the most blazing flames in the world, which made him feel turbulent.

"Canghai City is worthy of being the best in the world."

Yang Yu's voice was mixed in the waves, but not blown away by the wind. Even the many masters on both sides of the estuary could hear it clearly.

"Lord of Iron City, retreat."

Retreat!

The calm voice contains extremely strong will, just like the truth from the words of the immortals and Buddhas in the legend.

In this moment, in addition to the iron flowing, even the many masters he invited to help the boxing subconsciously took a step back.

On the Xuan Iron High Platform, there were even masters who took a step back and fell into the ocean...

"retreat?"

Tie Hengliu sneered and laughed loudly, and finally turned into a thunderous laughter:

"I have been fighting with others, fighting the court, fighting the sea... I have not retreated yet. What are you, and you dare to let me retreat?!"

Rumble!

Amid the earth-shaking explosion, countless waves soared into the sky, like the roar of the real dragons that were stirring up the world in ancient legends.

In the mist of the sky, the iron flowed across the body burst out with dazzling light. The person, his intention, his momentum was boiling and burning!

"Only Tie Hengliu who died in battle, and the lord of Canghai who did not give in!"

In a trance, under the gaze of a group of people on both sides of the sea, there seemed to be a god roaring in the sea.
To be continued...