I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Not far in front of them, Xu Zhiqing, dressed in a loose Taoist robe, was sweeping the mountain path slowly with a broom in his hand.

As the people from Sky Holy Island gradually approached, he slowly stopped.

"You dare to block our way with a mere Tiangang realm? I think you are tired of living."

A Hunyuan Realm disciple stepped out of the crowd and pointed at Xu Zhiqing with disdain.

"Old Taoist priest with a big nose, are you blocking us here and want to be our enemy?"

Xu Zhiqing glanced at the man, then turned his face towards the dwarf and said lightly.

"The Dao Master knows that you are here to visit him, so he has ordered me to select burial objects for you. Please take a look."

After saying this, he moved aside, revealing twenty neatly laid straw mats behind him.

The mat gave off a light scent of grass and wood, and it was obvious that it had just been woven.

The group became furious upon seeing this.

"rampant!"

"Insanity!"

"act recklessly!"

As disciples of the Holy Sky Island, they have always looked down upon others.

How could they not be furious when they were mocked by an old man who was at a lower level than them today?

After saying this, the disciple from the Holy Sky Island who had taken a step forward earlier shouted loudly and rushed forward to kill him.

He suddenly produced a pair of gilded hammers, and as he swung them, a whistling sound that tore through the air was made, as he smashed towards Xu Zhiqing.

Facing an enemy who was one level higher than him, Xu Zhiqing's white hair was blown wildly by the strong wind, but there was no fear on his face.

But the dwarf noticed something and suddenly said, "What a powerful Tiangang realm. I'm afraid this disciple is no match for him."

When these words came out, the other people watching the game couldn't believe their ears.

You must know that the later the martial arts realm reaches, the bigger the gap will be.

When the Hunyuan Realm faces the Tiangang Realm, it cannot be said to be a crushing victory, but at least it can be said to be stress-free.

Why does Elder Rong think that a disciple from the Hunyuan realm is no match for a veteran Taoist from the Tiangang realm?

They were all puzzled and continued to stare at the two.

Seeing that Xu Zhiqing did not dodge or evade, the disciple holding the gilded hammer flashed a cruel light in his eyes, as if he could already foresee the scene of Xu Zhiqing being smashed into a pulp by his hammer.

Facing the attack that was about to fall on him, Xu Zhiqing looked around.

Then he stepped back a few steps and broke off a dry branch.

The Hunyuan Realm disciples felt greatly humiliated upon seeing this, and their anger grew even stronger.

It would have been fine if he didn't show his weapons, but he was so arrogant.

Do you really think that a piece of dry branch can stop me?

With his mind as fast as lightning, the disciple in Hunyuan realm increased the speed of the circulation of his true energy again.

Suddenly, the gilded hammer shone brightly, and two lions jumped out of it, roaring and running away.

Xu Zhiqing was not in a hurry. He held the dry branch and pushed forward lightly.

The seemingly weak and feeble blow actually contained the power of a raging storm.

The two illusory lions vanished into thin air the moment they touched the dry branches.

Xu Zhiqing leaped forward and tapped the pair of gilded hammers lightly with the dry branch in his hand.

Instantly, the Hunyuan realm disciple was struck by lightning and retreated hastily.

But Xu Zhiqing would never let him go and rushed forward.

For a moment, the sound of waves rushing out of his body rumbled and surged.

In Xu Zhiqing's hands, the fragile dead branches seemed to have become magical weapons that could cut through iron like mud, and they fell on the pair of gilded hammers like a storm.

The sound of waves rose and fell, continuously coming out of Xu Zhiqing's body.

At this moment, his true energy had surged like a tsunami, reaching a height of thousands feet.

The gilded hammer, which was supposed to launch a fierce attack, was now being beaten back by a piece of dead branch.

The disciple in Hunyuan realm couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw that he was suppressed by Xu Zhiqing, who was one realm lower than him.

He shouted loudly, swung the giant hammer, created a strong wind, pushed away the attack of dead branches, and went forward.

Xu Zhiqing took light steps and dodged calmly, and the gilded hammer could not touch the corner of his clothes at all.

The others who originally didn't believe in it also had serious expressions on their faces.

I didn't expect that an old Taoist priest in the Tiangang realm could have such a powerful cultivation level that he could actually suppress the Hunyuan realm without losing.

They could all see that it was only a matter of time before Xu Zhiqing won.

The battle on the field became increasingly intense.

Every time a Hunyuan Realm disciple swung the gilded hammer, bursts of tiger roars were heard.

But without exception, Xu Zhiqing easily picked them apart.

And every time the dry branch in Xu Zhiqing's hand fell lightly on the hammer, it was like a dragonfly touching the water, as if it had no force at all.

However, the disciple in the Hunyuan realm was shocked all over, his palm became numb, and the weapon in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

"Oh no, Junior Brother is in danger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gilded hammer of the Hunyuan realm disciple flew backwards, and the door was wide open for a moment.

Xu Zhiqing's eyes suddenly lit up and he laughed wildly.

The dry branch in his hand emitted a dazzling sword light, and he chopped it down straight away accompanied by the sound of surging waves.

The Hunyuan Realm disciple's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear and regret.

He never expected that he, a master of Hunyuan realm, would die at the hands of a master of Tiangang realm.

Just as the sword light was about to engulf, the dwarf finally made his move.

Only a residual shadow flashed by, and Xu Zhiqing's sword light shattered like foam and turned into nothingness.

The disciple in Hunyuan realm only felt a flash before his eyes, and then he returned to the crowd.

The dwarf smoothed his robe that was blown up by the strong wind, hid his thin arms covered with blue spots back into his sleeves, and stared at Xu Zhiqing.

"What an amazing skill! I wonder what kind of skill you are practicing?"

Xu Zhiqing looked at the dry branch in his hand that had been broken into several sections, threw it away, and said lightly.

"Thousands of waves."

This is the skill he gained after sitting on the seaside for ten years.

Although his offensive attacks seemed ordinary, they would add up each time.

As drops of water form a river, the layers of force surge in like waves, with incredible power.

What is even more amazing is that due to the mutual superposition of each layer of force, it is difficult for the opponent to find a gap to defend, and thus he is exhausted by the continuous wave-like attacks and is ultimately defeated.

Relying on this martial art that he had comprehended by himself, as long as Xu Zhiqing was not killed instantly by his opponent, he could fight against an opponent who was at a higher level than him.

The dwarf couldn't help but nodded after hearing this, and it was obvious that he admired Xu Zhiqing very much.

"Yes, I didn't expect that there would be such a genius in the Great Yuan of the Martial Arts Desert."

Xu Zhiqing shook his head and said when he heard this.

"Although my Thousand-fold Wave Power is extraordinary, it is nothing compared to Dao Zun."

If it weren't for Yan Xiu's advice back then, I'm afraid I would never be able to reach the Tiangang realm in this lifetime, let alone comprehend this technique.

Therefore, Xu Zhiqing's admiration for the Taoist Master is as endless as the surging river.

"I will show you a clear path. If you enter my Holy Sky Island, I can ensure that you will have no worries in the Qiankun Realm. Are you willing?"

Just then, the dwarf spoke.