Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Wang Xuebin looked at the five people, chuckled and said:

"Huashan Lunjian? Let's start!"

Chapter 1: On the Sword

This peak of Huashan Mountain has no name at all. The peak is twenty feet square, and there are four bluestones standing on the south side. The only characteristic is that it is dangerous.

The mountains are as high as clouds, incomparably marvelous, and uninhabited. This is also the reason why the competition location is set here.

There are no regulations for martial arts competitions, and it is not like the later generations, where there are six to five, semi-finals and the like, let alone the rematch.

The rules here are simple and rude!

Just fight until you are convinced, and continue to fight if you are not convinced. They are all the pride of heaven, and no one will play tricks, so no one came up to witness.

If Number One in the World cannot convince everyone else, others will not admit it.

Of the six people, everyone is an opponent. At this time, no matter how good the relationship is, they will not hold back. This is respect for others and respect for oneself.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely dignified, and no one dared to make a move first, for fear of being hit by everyone.

Therefore, the choice of shot is very cautious.

With the bright sun in the sky, Ouyang Feng lost his patience. He held the Spirit Snake Staff in his left hand, and his eyes wandered.

Suddenly, he kicked the tail of the stick with his right foot, and the head of the stick hit Wang Xuebin.

He didn't know about other people, but Wang Xuebin was the most famous, so he planned to test Wang Xuebin's quality first.

Hearing the wind, Wang Xuebin didn't retreat, but took a diagonal step, using Baguazhang.

Ordinarily, the best way to deal with this kind of long weapon is close combat.

There are always exceptions to everything, and poisonous masters like Ouyang Feng are exceptions.

Wang Xuebin and Ouyang Feng took the lead in attacking. Huang Yaoshi saw that his target was robbed, so he chose Wang Chongyang, a well-known opponent.

Hong Qi and Duan Zhixing were not idle, they fought together.

No one wants to attack more than less, unless one can't beat them.

Ouyang Feng, who was the first to strike, was also the first to be unable to hold on.

Ouyang Feng's kung fu is different from that of the Central Plains, his stick technique is pointing east and west, and he is elusive.

It's a pity that I met Wang Xuebin, he is very familiar with Kung Fu in the Western Regions!

He was familiar with it, but Ouyang Feng felt aggrieved!

Wang Xuebin punched out, hitting Ouyang Feng's weak point.

He avoided it, and received a punch from Wang Xuebin with the spirit snake staff.

Clang!

Where the fists and sticks intersected, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Wang Xuebin's fist was powerful and heavy, Ouyang Feng couldn't resist it at all.

The force was transmitted from the rod body to the wrist, and he couldn't hold it in his hand, and the spirit snake rod hit his chest.

The man and the staff flew out for about twenty meters and hit the bluestone, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, making it difficult to get up.

He lay on the ground, looked at Wang Xuebin in shock and asked:

"You... how did you see through my way?"

Wang Xuebin did not stop, and replied directly:

"You haven't mastered the kung fu of the old man in the mountains!"

Ouyang Feng's elder brother is the former Dharma king of Mingjiao. Except for the Ha Toa Gong, he learned other exercises from Mingjiao.

And Wang Xuebin is precisely the person who knows the martial arts methods of Mingjiao best. After all, the sacred torch order engraved with the old man's exercises in the mountains is still in his hands.

Wang Xuebin gradually became excited, looking at Hong Qi, Wang Chongyang and others who were in a ball, he rushed up directly.

I saw him fully opening up his momentum, punching out with a punch, and his muscles and bones screaming.

With a loud explosion, it pressed down on the four people who were fighting.

The momentum shocked the four of them.

No one could have imagined that Wang Xuebin, who is usually polite, could have such power in his hands.

Boom!

With a fist full of wind, it hit Hong Qi.

Between fists and palms, there was a shocking roar.

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon is Zhigang's palm technique, but Wang Xuebin's fist is not weak at all.

He punched 17 times in a row.

Hong Qilian retreated 17 steps.

"Haha! Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Not bad!"

Wang Xuebin smiled boldly, took half a step forward, and left deep footprints between the rocks.

The force rises from the ground, with the belt on the back, the shoulders on the shoulders, and the elbow on the shoulders, and a fist bursts out, which is as shocking as earth-shattering.

There was no way Hong Qifu could dodge it, so he used all his strength to unleash a move called Shenlong Swinging Tail.

This is the last pose of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it is also the most powerful one.

The secret of Subduing Dragon Palm is to hit seven points and keep three points, so that it will last for a long time, but now Hong Qi can't care about that much anymore.

Gathering the strength of the whole body, he blasted out with a palm.

Snapped!

With the sound of an explosion, Hong Qi also flew out, and lay limp on the ground, unable to fight any more.

On the other hand, Wang Xuebin and Lian Zhan still looked full of air.

Turning around and looking at the three standing there, he said with a smile: