Chapter 485: Battle of the Martial Saints

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"Shaft, don't you want to die?"

Wen Xinghe's eyes were like knives, and his voice was like a bell, which shook the people around him, and all his eardrums hurt.

Before Lin Chen could speak, Fu Jianqing took the lead and said, "Old Wen, you are a martial saint and bully a junior, how can you be embarrassed?"

"Fu Jianqing, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't interfere, although he is a junior, but at the auction, he provoked me again and again. If I swallow my anger, I'm afraid that others will think that Wen Xinghe is easy to bully in the future, and a fly will dare to on my head. Wen Xinghe said with a wave of his hand.

"You and him are fair competition at the auction, whoever bids the highest price will belong to whom, how can anyone provoke whom?" Fu Jianqing smiled and said: "This matter, let's forget it, you are a senior, you must have the demeanor of a senior." ”

Wen Xinghe frowned and pondered for a moment, a hint of relief in his eyes......

To be honest, let him and a junior make a move, he can't hold his face after all, and he is also a martial saint.

"Fu Jianqing ......" Wen Xinghe pondered for a moment, and then said: "The Nirvana Fruit is extremely important to me, without the Nirvana Fruit, it is impossible for my grandson's arm to grow again." So, let me just stop and give me the fruit of nirvana. ”

Fu Jianqing frowned: "Old Wen, is your request too much?"

"Excessive?" Wen Xinghe sneered and said, "I, Wen Xinghe, have already made concessions, if it weren't for your face, I would have killed this kid a long time ago and taken away the Nirvana Fruit!"

"No, whether the Nirvana Fruit will be given to you or not is up to Lin Chen, whether it is you or anyone else, you must not force him to be forced!" Fu Jianqing said firmly.

"Fu Jianqing, do you mean, do you have to stand on this kid's side this time? What is your relationship with him?

"He and I originally just met in Pingshui, but we were very close to each other, so I can't ignore the old man. Fu Jianqing said.

"What if I were to kill someone?" Wen Xinghe asked.

"Naturally, I would get in front of him. Fu Jian Qingdao.

"So, you're going to be my enemy?" Wen Xinghe's eyes were cold.

"It's not that I'm going to be your enemy, or are you going to be my enemy?" Fu Jianqing didn't give in.

"In that case, there is no need to say more...... Fu Jianqing, I know, you are a top refining master. ”

Wen Xinghe looked at Fu Jianqing and said, "However, it seems that it has been less than 10 years since you broke through to the Holy Realm! Do you think that with your strength, you can stop me?"

In the night of Wen Xinghe, there was a hint of pride.

"You give it a try, won't you know?" Fu Jian smiled indifferently.

"Well, it just so happens that I haven't done anything for many years, this old bone...... It's all about to rust. A hint of fierceness flashed in Wen Xinghe's eyes, and then he waved his sleeve robe and turned away.

"The top of the East Mountain, see you or leave!"

Wen Xinghe had already flown away, and his voice was still rolling and surging in the air, like a torrent, echoing in the sky.

"Old Fu!" Lin Chen looked at Fu Jianqing and said, "Shall we go over now?"

"Of course!" Fu Jianqing smiled indifferently, "After breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm, I haven't fought with the Martial Saint in a serious way. It's a good time to give it a try. ”

Then, Fu Jianqing took a step forward and flew towards the East Mountain outside Yushen City.

Lin Chen and Meng Xiaoshuang glanced at each other and flew over side by side.

......

Dongshan, located in the east of Yushen City, is a lonely peak.

Although it is a lonely peak, the mountain is unusually majestic and upright, the momentum is majestic, and the ancient trees are towering.

At this time, on top of this eastern mountain, two figures stood in the air.

Countless eyes were condensed on these two figures.

These two figures are naturally Fu Jianqing and Wen Xinghe.

There is no doubt that this is a high-profile battle, and two martial saint-level martial artists will fight here, and once the news spread, it caused a huge sensation.

Wen Xinghe, dressed in a sky-blue robe, breathed like the sea, standing in the void, with long hair fluttering, eyes like lightning, shining with fine light.

Fu Jianqing was in an ordinary linen shirt, smiling, slightly thin, slightly arched, looking a little rickety, with his hands behind his back.

The two fought opposite each other, their eyes facing each other, and the invisible battle intent diffused in the air and became more and more intense.

"Huh!"

Wen Xinghe suddenly took a step, and the void shook suddenly, and the sky seemed to turn into a lake, and as Wen Xinghe took a step, layers of ripples rippled.

At this time, Wen Xinghe's momentum skyrocketed, and he directly punched out and smashed towards Fu Jianqing!

It's just an ordinary punch, with no soul power, no vision, and it doesn't look flashy.

But it was such an ordinary punch, but it made the people watching the battle hold their breath one by one.

It was as if this punch instantly turned into countless punches, and it bombarded everyone who watched the battle.

Many martial artists couldn't withstand such a terrible coercion, and involuntarily retreated.

There were some martial artists with low cultivation who were even more panicked, and even suffocated in their chests, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The power of the Martial Saint is so terrifying, although it is dozens of miles away, the powerful coercion is still so fierce, overwhelming, like substance.

Fu Jianqing's pupils widened, and his eyes froze, and at this moment, this slightly thin old man suddenly woke up like a sleeping lion.

In the pupils, two rays of light shot out.

His originally slightly rickety figure also became tall and vigorous at this moment.

Equally...... Fu Jianqing punched out.

At the same time as he punched out, the clothes on his arms suddenly exploded inch by inch.

Then, a strong, steel-like arm appeared in front of everyone.

This arm, full of explosive power, looks diametrically opposed to Fu Jianqing's appearance!

It is completely unimaginable that such an arm comes from the body of a thin old man.

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard.

Fu Jianqing and Wen Xinghe's fists collided violently in the air.

The loud sound was like thunder, shaking down from the top of the East Mountain, and the surrounding sky trembled incessantly.

"With the power of the body's punch alone, it is terrifying, and the body of the Martial Saint is already so powerful that it is almost brutal!"

"No wonder it is said that in the realm of martial saints, you will feel a whole new world, just the physical body is so terrifying, if you use the martial soul and urge the supernatural powers, you can't imagine it......"

Lin Chen was secretly shocked in his heart.