"There are so many excuses."

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully, turned his head to the group of guys who were watching the play, and shouted: "Continue to dig holes, whoever allows you to stop, dig, and then sing loudly to me." ”

When everyone heard this, they felt a chill in their hearts, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they dug up again, and sang loudly at the same time, Wang Cheng snorted coldly, and walked in the direction of the Zhige Daoist step by step, which looked slow, but it was a few steps to the Zhige Daoist.

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

Huang Ze scolded hatefully, and a group of righteous paths echoed over there, but the silver-haired witch of the Demon Gate sneered: "Hmph, your master is just a waste of fame, he was injured by the Eighth Prince just now, and there won't be much difference in the future, I see, in the end, this hypocritical old miscellaneous hair may ask for mercy." ”

"What do you say? My master will definitely win. ”

Huang Ze was furious, although most of the people in the Demon Gate didn't think that Wang Cheng would really win, but at this time, he naturally couldn't lose his momentum, and he was sneering there, both sides didn't care about singing and digging holes, and they quarreled there, if they didn't have to watch the battle, they were almost going to start.

Wang Cheng walked in front of the Zhige Dao people, although he didn't turn around, he also knew what was going on behind him, and said coldly: "This group of guys, if they are not there, they will not work, and they will teach you a good lesson in a while." ”

"Then it will be in the future, Eighth Prince, although you are indeed a genius, I admit that I underestimated you just now, but you will definitely die here today."

Zhi Ge Daoren said with a cold face, in a short period of time, he had forced out the cold air of the shoulder wound, and now the wound is irrelevant, as a martial saint, although it is indeed hypocritical, he will definitely not be cowardly, and Wang Cheng is so powerful at a young age, he can't let the other party live no matter what, otherwise there will be a place for him to stand in the future?

Not to mention that for the sake of treasures, everyone has to do it after all.

"You still don't realize the gap between us, my true qi is indeed not as strong as yours, but my skills, my experience, my swordsmanship, and even my martial arts will are far above you, you are not my opponent at all."

Wang Cheng shook his head and said very honestly, but this honesty sounded extremely arrogant and humiliating to the Daoist, and he said angrily: "Old Dao, I have achieved a martial saint for twenty years, will my skills and experience not be as good as you?" It's a joke, and it's all over the world. ”

With the roar of the Zhige Daoist, his sleeve automatically floated up without wind, and the whole person pounced towards Wang Cheng like a goshawk, and there seemed to be countless hands in the sleeve that kept attacking Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng held a long sword with an indifferent face, which was not only fast, but also extremely accurate defense, and then gradually mastered the rhythm, turned into a counterattack, and the defensive became a Zhige Daoist.

"How could this be, my fighting skills were really defeated by him?"

Zhige Daoist looked incredulous, the previous short confrontation could be said to be careless, but now the opponent's seemingly simple, but almost Dao sword attack is something that he, an old martial saint, can't use at all, and in terms of martial will, he is also crushed, and he can't control the other party at all, but is slowed down by the opponent's cold will.

What's even more terrifying is that this person seems to know that every time he attacks, the opponent's long sword will appear in his most uncomfortable position, of course, the Zhige Dao people know that this is not because the other party will really predict, but because the other party will see through all his moves in a short period of time, and when he moves, the opponent will wait there.

Zhi Ge Dao people are very anxious in their hearts, if they continue like this, they are afraid that they will really lose, but once they are really defeated by a sixteen-year-old martial saint in front of so many people, how can they have face?

There must be no such thing, a trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the Zhige Daoist, he can't be defeated, the Martial Sect can't be defeated, and this Eighth Prince must die!

"Look at my Martial Peerless Sect's highest master, Martial Peerless Daoist!"

I saw a peculiar fusiform magic weapon appear in the hand of the Zhige Daoist, which launched a light under the action of his true qi, and then, with a roar from him, the entire ground shook, and countless dirt walls flew up one after another under the action of a mysterious force, quickly gathered to the side of the Zhige Daoist, and then gradually condensed and evolved into a clay giant, wearing a Taoist robe, with a righteous face, which was exactly the appearance of the ancestor of the Martial Absolute Sect.

Immediately after, the clay giant strode forward under the control of the Zhige Dao people inside, and when the big foot hit the ground, there was a bang, and the palace next to it collapsed, and the people who were digging the hole there also felt that they were shocked up and down, and at this time they couldn't care about the quarrel, and both sides looked at the clay giant in shock.

"This is the mastery of our Martial Sect, the Eighth Emperor is dead, the silver-haired witch, now you know who is the strongest, right?"

Huang Ze laughed proudly, and the silver-haired witch was also shocked by this giant, this is not only martial arts, it is almost close to supernatural powers, this martial arts sect is called the first major sect of the Ming Empire, and it really has a foundation.

In fact, such a method is nothing in the Pangu Universe, but here in the Heavenly Grace Continent, it is extremely rare, and the martial arts here are real martial arts, although the realms are similar, but the combat effectiveness is very different.

"It's a bit interesting, this should be the magic weapon that your grandmaster passed from the immortal world after his ascension, otherwise, with the heaven and earth vitality of this world, it is absolutely impossible to condense such a giant, Zhige Daoist, you are really shameless, you know that you can't fight me, and you actually plan to rely on the magic weapon to win."

Wang Cheng looked up at the giant and said disdainfully, and the thunderous voice of the Zhige Daoist came from among the giants: "Joke, the martial arts world is supposed to cooperate with magic weapons, just like the sword in your hand, what's unfair, the eighth prince, offending our martial arts sect is the biggest mistake in your life, let me die." ”

Saying that, the huge palm of this giant slapped down like an overwhelming slap, and before the giant palm arrived, the ground below had already collapsed, countless bricks and stones flew around, making a rumbling explosion, and the surroundings were like a tornado, even if the group of people was far away, they all felt that they would be destroyed at any time, and they were horrified, is this the power of the Martial Saint?

At this time, even the silver-haired witches didn't say that Wang Cheng would win, but they didn't expect that the Zhige Dao people of the Martial Absolute Sect actually hid such a killer move, that is, their sect master is here, I'm afraid that they are all fierce and lucky, right?

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

"It seems good, I hope you can use this trick many times, don't wait for me to subdue you, you can't use it, then I will be quite unhappy."

In the face of such a terrible palm, Wang Cheng seemed very indifferent, standing still in place, and then the giant palm slammed on the ground, the entire ground sank, kicking up the dust, and the surrounding buildings collapsed one after another, and many of the onlookers also stood unsteadily and fell to the ground, terrified to the extreme, just like ordinary people encountering natural disasters like earthquakes.

"Hahaha! Finally died, great, in this case, as long as I kill that woman named Zheng Xiruo again, I will still be the most outstanding genius in the world. ”

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

Huang Ze was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly looked forward, and sure enough, he saw that the Eighth Prince was not dead at all, and he appeared on the back of the giant palm like a ghost at some point, and he also used light skills to run all the way to his arm as fast as lightning.

"It's so big, it's just a target, do you really think it will work for me?"

Wang Cheng sneered, exerted the ultimate light skill, his body turned into a hundred, attacking the giant from different directions, the Zhige Daoist was not a martial arts saint, in the face of Wang Cheng's hundreds of doppelgangers who showed because of their speed, they couldn't all be blocked, and different parts of their bodies were stabbed by long swords one after another.

"Hahaha, Eighth Prince, your attack is not painful, is it useful? The defense of the martial arts is invincible in the world, and the warriors who are not shattered voids cannot be broken, hmph, you can hide, I will be fine if you hit me ten thousand times, but I can slap you into meat sauce with just one palm! ”

Zhi Ge Dao people laughed disdainfully, the defense of this martial arts world is very strong, Wang Cheng's attack has no effect at all, and Zhi Ge Dao is a veteran martial saint, patience is naturally there, not in a hurry, not slow, methodical attack, completely unaffected by Wang Cheng, as he said, as long as he hits a palm, Wang Cheng will die.

The problem is that the Zhige Dao people 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 didn't even have the qualifications to get close, not to mention the old martial saint of the Zhige Dao people, the new martial saint of the Eighth Prince was also incredibly strong.

Even Huang Ze, who had been saying bad things about Wang Cheng, had to admit that this Eighth Prince was much stronger than he imagined, and would not be weaker than other martial saints, this was the real peerless genius, and this made Huang Ze more and more jealous of Wang Cheng, and wanted him to die more and more, hmph, no matter how strong he was, he would definitely not be the master's opponent, and he would die.

At this moment, all of Wang Cheng's figures disappeared in an instant, leaving only a real body standing in front of the giant, and the Zhige Daoist laughed when he saw this: "What, Eighth Prince, have you accepted your fate?" Jumping around like a monkey anymore, I thought you could hold out a little longer? ”

"It's rare to see a Martial Saint as stupid as you."

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully, and when he saw this, he was furious, and he was about to raise his foot and crush Wang Cheng to death completely, and Huang Ze was so excited that he couldn't control himself, as if he was the one who trampled on Wang Cheng to death, in contrast, after watching the battle just now, others had already admired Wang Cheng to the extreme, but now there is not much hostility, just regret, 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 Zhige Dao people inside were horrified to find that they could no longer control the giant, and what was even more terrifying was that cracks began to appear on the giant's body with a click, and then the crackling sound kept sounding, and cracks began to appear on the giant's hands, feet, chest, and head, and spread rapidly.

The Zhige Daoist shouted in disbelief: "What is going on, why is this happening, with the strength of a giant, how can it be broken?" ”

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully: "You are stupid, this giant's defense is indeed strong, so strong that it is almost impossible to crack, but why this giant formed by the soil can move is because of the various energy nodes scattered on the giant's body, as long as you find this node, you can destroy it, do you really think I am attacking casually?" ”

"Energy nodes, what is that, and why can you find out?"

Zhige Dao people were confused, he just knew how to control this giant according to the inheritance of the Martial Sect, as for how the giant was born, and what weaknesses he had, he didn't know at all, in terms of vision, how could he be compared to the Heavenly Emperor?

Wang Cheng was not interested in saying anything more, and soon, the whole giant shattered with a bang, and the Zhige Daoist fell from it, because of the backlash, he spit blood, and before he could land, Wang Cheng appeared in front of him strangely, slapped his palm on his chest and knocked it out, and the landing point happened to be in front of Huang Ze's group.

"Master......"

Seeing that half of his body in the pit in front of him was frozen, covered in blood, and embarrassed, Huang Ze knelt down in disbelief, he couldn't believe that his master was really defeated, defeated by a sixteen-year-old martial saint, how could this be possible, how could it be?

It is already so incredible to become a martial saint at the age of sixteen, and this sixteen-year-old martial saint is actually so powerful that even an old martial saint with magic weapons can be defeated, why does such a person exist, compared to him, the so-called geniuses of the entire continent should commit suicide, right?

The others also felt that it was incredible to the extreme, looking at the young man who was slowly walking over, the worship in his eyes was like looking at the gods, such a terrifying giant, such a powerful veteran martial saint, was actually defeated by him, he was so strong?

"The strength of this Eighth Emperor is actually so strong, even our sect master can't compare to it, right?"

The silver-haired witch felt that her back was full of cold sweat, and at the same time, 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, but thinking of the terrible nature of this young man, the strength of this young man, she was a little afraid in her heart, can she really do it?

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

The silver-haired witch smiled bitterly, even if she knew that the other party was a martial saint before, she still had the courage to calculate the other party, but now that she witnessed the true strength of the other party, she didn't have the courage.