However, Wang Qian soon found that these martial arts puppets in front of him, although they were the cultivation of first-level earth immortals, but their combat power was completely exceeded, and they could not be measured by ordinary standards at all.

At this time, Wang Gan couldn't take care of the puppet at all, and between his breaths, a martial arts puppet was like electricity, shooting out, and all kinds of attacks came to his face, the space around Wang Gan was agitated, the light was shining, and all kinds of explosive sounds roared through the heavens and the earth, like a source of chaos.

Wang Qian had already mustered all his energy to deal with the ubiquitous puppet attacks, these martial arts puppets, with their powerful moves, every attack went towards the vital points around the body, and if they were not careful, they would be injured.

The physical body must be strictly defended, and the spirit and soul cannot relax, Wang Qian felt at this moment that hundreds of fierce martial arts wills were constantly impacting his soul primordial spirit, and if one did not deal with it well, I am afraid that the soul would be harmed, it can be said that the fist has not arrived, and the soul will be broken first! This is the power of the martial arts will, which is almost equivalent to the attack of the immortal divine light.

A venerable martial arts puppet, fierce fighting, some of the body shape like a dragon, vast and vast, attack and kill like a surging trend, male and crushing, some like a snake, feminine and secretive, see the stitches, the most vicious but, some such as cranes, fairy sound long roar, immortal leisure, flying for nine days, in the misty soft, take people's lives, some such as tigers, wind and thunder, roar to the sky, a punch and a kick are murderous, such as a white tiger descending, dominating the killing and conquest.

Almost in a short moment, Wang Gan didn't know how many kinds of mysterious and profound martial arts moves he had seen, all kinds of martial intent, completely different fierce offsets, even if he was now in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Earth Immortals, he didn't dare to be careless, the combat power of these martial arts puppets could not be measured by cultivation at all, there was a kind of rhythm of fighting against the sky.

On the first floor of the Great Avenue Tower, Wang Qian and a hundred martial arts puppets fought wildly, every move and style were primitive and ferocious, sometimes blood splashed, and the tragic sound of broken bones sounded, the space was shocked, and the anger was fierce, as if thousands of ancient beasts were wrestling wildly.

The more he fought, the more profound his understanding of martial arts became in Wang Gan's heart, and from these martial arts puppets, he gradually understood how shallow his previous understanding of martial arts was, which were completely different things.

At the same time, more importantly, Wang Gan began to have a deeper understanding of the moves and skills of these martial arts puppets in the continuous fighting.

Hmph, a puppet was covered in blood, and three ribs on his chest were broken, but his face was still calm, like a quaint rock, firm and persistent, this kind of spirit was simply shocking, it seemed that a single pain could not shake him, the heart of martial arts was as tough as iron, his body moved, in this solid space, a long wave of white qi was set off, and countless of him appeared everywhere along the way, this is because his speed is too fast, even Wang Gan's eyesight is difficult to see his figure here, only to feel a wild and ferocious aura attacking and killing。

One ten-thousandth snap of a finger, this puppet has already come to Wang Gan's side, both hands flicking, fists, palms, fingers, in the blink of an eye, I don't know how many moves have been attacked, the golden palm, like a brilliant golden lotus, blooming countless flowers, magnificent and dazzling, only Wang Gan knows, this seemingly beautiful flower, are all heavy killing machines, once a blow, even his current body, will be beaten out of countless scars.

This is definitely not a legend, but a fact, the real martial artist is so terrifying, in just a few moments, Wang Qian and this hundred martial arts puppets fought wildly, leaving thousands of scars on his body, dripping with blood, and the wounds recovered very slowly, which came out of his physical body, it was incredible.

The reason for this, Wang Qian has long been clear, these martial arts puppets, as long as they attack and kill the enemy, the strong and powerful martial arts will will be imprinted in their moves, after attacking and killing the enemy, the damage is infinitely strengthened, and the fierce qi will not disperse for a long time, blocking the recovery of the wound.

In the face of attack, Wang Gan's eyes were sharp, his body was infinitely shocked, he shouted, his footsteps rolled on the ground, like a lightning strike, a finger, glowing with chaotic light, like a knife like a sword, the whistling and piercing sound bloomed, collapsed twice, and bounced open the puppet's arms, and between the moments, a finger pointed at the puppet's eyebrows and forehead.

This finger is incomparable, and it actually pierces a bloody hole directly through the center of the puppet's sturdy and iron-like eyebrows. The next moment, with a bang, the puppet's eyes dimmed, and the fierce martial will began to dissipate, and the entire body boomed, turning into a mysterious essence that shot into Wang Gan's body.

With a shock to his body, Wang Qian felt a strong and pure essence qi merge into his body, this energy was extremely pure, almost comparable to the power of the Chaos Star transformed by the Supreme Remnant Body in his heart.

The bloody scars around his body disappeared in an instant, and Wang Qian was full of energy, feeling that his condition had never been better.

At the same time, a mysterious meaning of martial arts was integrated into the soul, and Wang Qian vaguely understood the meaning of martial arts, but he was still not very clear, and the feeling was very depressing.

Under such a harvest, his heart throbbed, and he fought more fiercely.

The body is like lightning, shuttling among a martial arts puppet, Wang Gan is just fighting with his own body, each puppet's martial arts style is different, some are fierce, some are feminine, some are mixed, some are wishful, some are ferocious, some are domineering, Wang Gan is deep in it, and there are hundreds of battles in every moment.

Time passed, Wang Gan's body was constantly scarred, and the number of martial arts puppets on the earth was also decreasing, ninety, eighty, seventy-five, sixty......

Every time he kills a martial arts puppet, there is an essence that flows into Wang Gan's body, making his physical body more solid and flexible, full of power, and the seventh turn kung fu of the original nine-turn refining body trick is already a peak to him, and if the realm does not break through, the physical body will definitely not make any progress, but after the essence of these martial arts puppets is integrated, he was surprised to find that his physical body has improved again, and he is god again.

I don't know how long time passed, Wang Gan's figure flickered, like a wisp of smoke, and in a flash of space, he came to a puppet, his hand was like electricity, a flick of his fingers, and he shot out tens of thousands of palms, each palm was faintly chaotic electric flashing, powerful and dense, rigid and soft, the martial arts puppet's body stiffened, and it shattered into a piece of essence, which merged into his body.

As soon as his eyes lit up, Wang Qian found that there was no more martial arts puppet beside him, and there was a vast silence over the desolate earth.