Doomsday Unlimited

Chapter 1110 Magical Instruments
"There are so many excuses."

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully, turned his head and shouted at the group of guys who were watching the show: "Keep digging, who will allow you to stop, dig, and then sing loudly for me."

Everyone felt chills when they heard the words, and they didn't dare to neglect, they dug again one after another, and sang loudly at the same time, Wang Cheng snorted coldly, and walked towards Taoist Zhige step by step, it looked slow, but it was only a few steps away In no time, he arrived at Taoist Zhige's side.

"See how long you can be arrogant. Master will definitely defeat you soon. At that time, you won't even have the chance to dig a hole."

Huang Ze cursed bitterly, and a group of righteous people echoed over there, but the silver-haired witch from the Demon Sect sneered and said: "Hmph, your master is just gaining fame, he was injured by the eighth prince just now, and he won't do anything in the future." How much difference there will be, I see, in the end, this hypocritical old bastard may ask for mercy."

"What did you say? My master will definitely win."

Huang Ze was furious. Although most people in the Demon Sect didn't think that Wang Cheng would really win, they naturally couldn't lose their momentum at this time. They were ridiculed there, and both sides ignored singing and digging holes, and quarreled there. , if it wasn't for watching the battle, it was almost about to start.

Wang Cheng walked in front of Taoist Zhige, although he didn't turn around, he knew what was going on behind him, and said coldly: "These guys don't work as long as they're not around, and they have to teach you a good lesson later. "

"That will only happen in the future, Eighth Prince, although you are indeed talented, I admit that I underestimated you just now, but you will definitely die here today."

Taoist Zhige said with a cold face, in a short period of time, he had already forced out the coldness from the wound on his shoulder, and now the wound is irrelevant. As a martial saint, although he is indeed hypocritical, he will never be timid. And Wang Cheng is so powerful at such a young age, he can't let the other party survive no matter what, otherwise there will be a place for him in the future?

Not to mention that for the treasure, everyone will have to have a fight after all.

"You still haven't realized the gap between us. My true energy is indeed not as strong as yours, but my skills, my experience, my swordsmanship, and even my martial arts will are far above yours. You are not my opponent."

Wang Cheng shook his head and spoke very honestly, but this honesty sounded extremely arrogant and humiliating to Taoist Zhige. He said angrily: "Old Taoist, I have been a martial artist for 20 years. Could it be that my skills and experience are not as good as those of Taoist Zhige?" Are you? It’s a joke, you have the world in your hands.”

Accompanied by Taoist Zhige's roar, his sleeves fluttered automatically without wind, and the whole person rushed towards Wang Cheng like a goshawk, as if there were countless hands in his sleeves that kept moving towards Wang Cheng Attacking, Wang Cheng held a long sword with a cold face, not only fast, but also extremely accurate defense, and then gradually mastered the rhythm, turned into a counterattack, and the defensive became Zhige Taoist instead.

"How could it be that my fighting skills were actually defeated by him?"

Daoist Zhige had an unbelievable expression on his face. The brief confrontation before could be said to be careless, but now the opponent's seemingly simple, but almost Taoist sword attack is something that he, a veteran martial artist, can't use at all. , he was also crushed, unable to control the opponent at all, but was slowed down by the opponent's cold will.

What's even more frightening is that this person seems to be able to predict. Every time he attacks, the opponent's long sword will appear in the most uncomfortable position for him. Of course, Taoist Zhige knows that this is not because the opponent really can predict, but because the opponent is in front of him. In a short period of time, he saw through all his moves, and when he moved, the other party was waiting there.

Daoist Zhige was very anxious, if he continued like this, he might really lose, but once he was really defeated by a mere 16-year-old martial saint in front of so many people, what face would he have?
Such a thing must never happen, a flash of determination flashed in Zhige Taoist's eyes, he cannot be defeated, Wu Juezong cannot be defeated, and this Eighth Prince must die!
"Look at me, the highest master of Wujuezong, Wujue Daoist!"

I saw a strange shuttle-shaped magic weapon appearing in Taoist Zhige's hand, which radiated light under the action of his true energy. Then, with his roar, the whole ground shook, and countless mud walls were shaken by a mysterious force. Under the action, they flew up one after another, quickly gathered around Taoist Zhige, and then gradually condensed and evolved into a clay giant, wearing Taoist robes, with an upright face, just like Taoist Wujue, the founder of the Wujue sect.

Immediately afterwards, under the control of the Zhige Taoist inside, the clay giant took a big step forward. When the big foot landed, there was a bang, and the palace next to it collapsed. I also felt that I was lifted up and fell down by the shock. At this time, I couldn't care less about the quarrel, and both sides looked at the mud giant in shock.

"This is the unique skill of our martial arts sect. The eighth prince is dead, silver-haired witch, now you know who is the strongest?"

Huang Ze laughed triumphantly, and the silver-haired witch was also shocked by this giant. This is not only martial arts, but almost supernatural powers. This martial arts sect is called the largest sect in the Ming Empire, and it really has a foundation.

In fact, such means are nothing in the Pangu universe, but they are extremely rare in Tianen Continent. The martial arts here are real martial arts. Although the realm is similar, the fighting power is very different.

"It's interesting. This should be the magic weapon passed from the fairy world after your grandmaster ascended. Otherwise, with the vitality of the world, it is absolutely impossible to condense such a giant. Taoist Zhige, you are really shameless and know how to fight!" But I actually intend to rely on the magic weapon to win."

Wang Cheng looked up at the giant, and said disdainfully, and the thunderous voice of Taoist Zhige came from among the giants: "It's a joke, Wu Jue Tianxia needs magical weapons to cooperate, just like the sword in your hand, what's wrong with it?" To be fair, Eighth Prince, to offend our Wu Juezong is the biggest mistake in your life, so die to me."

As he said that, the huge palm of the giant slapped down heavily, before the giant palm reached, the ground below had collapsed, countless bricks and rocks flew randomly, making rumbling explosions, and the surroundings were like a tornado. When people are far away, they feel that they will be destroyed at any time, and their hearts are terrified. Is this the power of Wu Sheng?

At this time, even the silver-haired witch and the others didn't say that Wang Cheng would win. I didn't expect that the Zhige Taoist of Wu Juezong would hide such a killer trick. It's their suzerain here. ?

The silver-haired witch sighed: "It's a pity, but speaking of it, this guy is quite handsome."

"It seems to be good. I hope you can use this trick many times. Don't wait for me to subdue you, and you won't be able to use it. Then I will be very unhappy."

Faced with such a terrifying palm, Wang Cheng seemed very indifferent, standing still, and then the huge palm hit the ground with a bang, and the whole ground sank, kicking up dust all over the sky, and the surrounding buildings collapsed one after another. Many of the onlookers were unable to stand still and fell to the ground, their hearts terrified to the extreme, just like ordinary people encountering a natural disaster like an earthquake.

"Hahaha! Did I finally die? That's great. In this case, as long as I kill that woman named Zheng Xiruo, I will still be the most outstanding genius in the world."

Huang Ze laughed heartily, but when the dust cleared, the silver-haired witch suddenly shouted: "Not dead, the eighth prince is not dead yet!"

Huang Ze was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly looked forward, and sure enough, he saw that the Eighth Prince was not dead at all, and appeared like a ghost on the back of the giant palm at some point, and performed lightness kung fu to run up his arm as fast as lightning. Seeing this, Taoist Zhi Ge was furious, and hurriedly patted Wang Cheng with his other hand.

"Such a big body, but it's just a target, do you really think it's useful for me?"

Wang Cheng sneered, and performed the ultimate lightness kung fu, transforming his figure into a hundred, attacking the giant from different directions. Taoist Zhige is not a martial arts saint, and facing Wang Cheng's hundreds of clones that were displayed because of his speed, he couldn't do it at all. All of them were blocked, and different parts of the body were stabbed by the long sword one after another.

"Hahaha, eighth prince, your attack is neither painful nor itchy, is it useful? Taoist Wujue's defense power is invincible in the world, and it cannot be broken by a warrior who breaks the void. Hmph, just hide, you hit me ten thousand times I'll be fine, but I can turn you into a meat paste with just one palm!"

Taoist Zhige laughed disdainfully, the defense of Wujue Tianxia is very strong, Wang Cheng's attack has no effect at all, and Taoist Zhige, as a veteran martial artist, naturally has patience, he is not in a hurry, he is methodical Wang Cheng's attack was completely unaffected by Wang Cheng. As he said, as long as he hit one palm, Wang Cheng would be dead.

The problem is that Taoist Zhige can't hit at all. Such a fierce offensive and defensive battle lasted for half a stick of incense before it came to an end. Huang Ze and the silver-haired witch were dumbfounded. This level of battle was far beyond their imagination. , They don't even have the qualifications to approach, not to mention Taoist Zhi Ge, a veteran martial artist, and the new martial artist, the Eighth Prince, is also incredibly strong.

Even Huang Ze, who has been saying bad things about Wang Cheng, has to admit that the eighth prince is much stronger than he imagined, and will not be weaker than other martial saints. This is the real peerless genius, and this makes Huang Ze even more jealous Wang Cheng wanted him to die more and more, hmph, no matter how strong he is, he is definitely not the master's opponent, he is dead.

At this moment, all of Wang Cheng's figures disappeared in an instant, leaving only his real body standing in front of the giant. Seeing this, Taoist Zhi Ge laughed loudly: "Why, Eighth Prince, have you accepted your fate? No longer jumping like a monkey." Are you jumping around, I thought you could last a little longer?"

"It's rare to see a martial saint as stupid as you."

Wang Cheng gave a disdainful smile, Taoist Zhige was furious when he saw this, and wanted to lift his foot to completely crush Wang Cheng to death, while Huang Ze watched beside him with excitement, as if he was the one who crushed Wang Cheng to death. Now, after watching the battle just now, other people have already admired Wang Cheng to the extreme, but now they don't have much hostility. They just regret that such a genius is about to fall.

Just when the giant's feet were about to fall, it suddenly stopped strangely, and the Taoist Zhige inside was horrified to find that he could no longer control the giant. What was even more frightening was that cracks began to appear on the giant's body, and then The crackling sound kept ringing, and cracks began to appear on the giant's hands, feet, chest, and head, and they spread rapidly.

Taoist Zhi Ge shouted in disbelief: "What's going on, why is it like this, with the strength of a giant, how could it break?"

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully: "I said you are stupid, the defense of this giant is indeed strong, so strong that it is almost impossible to crack, but the reason why this giant made of mud can move is because of the various energy nodes scattered on the giant. Accurate this node, you can destroy it, do you really think I am attacking casually?"

"Energy node, what is that, why can you find it?"

Taoist Zhige was confused, he only knew how to control this giant according to the inheritance of Wu Juezong, as for how the giant was born and what its weaknesses were, he didn't know at all. In terms of vision, how could he compare with the king of heaven?

Wang Cheng was not interested in saying anything more. Soon, the entire giant shattered with a bang, and Taoist Zhige fell from it. Because of the backlash, he spat out blood. Before he landed, Wang Cheng appeared strangely on the ground. In front of him, he slapped him on the chest and sent him flying, and the landing point happened to be in front of Huang Ze's group of people.

"Master..."

Seeing Taoist Zhige whose half body was frozen and covered in blood in the pit in front of him, Huang Ze knelt down in disbelief. He couldn't believe that his master was really defeated, defeated by a 16-year-old Wu Sheng, how is this possible, how is it possible?

It is so unbelievable to become a martial saint at the age of 16, but this 16-year-old martial saint can even defeat such a powerful old martial saint who has magical weapons. Why does such a person exist? Compared with him, the whole The so-called geniuses in the mainland should all commit suicide, right?

The others also found it extremely unbelievable. Looking at the young man who was walking slowly, the admiration in his eyes was like looking at a god. Such a terrifying giant, such a powerful veteran martial artist, was actually defeated by him. How could it be so strong?
"The Eighth Prince's strength is so strong, even our suzerain can't compare to it?"

The silver-haired witch felt cold sweat all over her back, and her eyes became brighter. If she could really introduce this young man into the sect, then the power of the demon sect would definitely grow significantly. However, thinking of how terrifying and powerful this young man was, her heart rose again. A little bit of fear, can it really be done?

"Although the other party is young, his level is not something I can covet at all. If I have the opportunity to meet the suzerain, I will tell the suzerain everything, and she will decide then."

The silver-haired witch secretly smiled bitterly. Even though she knew that the other party was a martial artist before, she still had the guts to plot against him, but now that she has witnessed the other party's true strength, she has no such courage.

(End of this chapter)