Great Dao Ji

Good and evil are determined by the heart. Evil written on the face is not evil, and good written on the face is good.

Wang E's tone is vulgar and cold, but we cannot judge a person's goodness or evil based on this. We should look at what he has done.

Killing the Pig Dragon King, entering the City God Temple, and protecting the people nearby, all of these are not things that a bad person can do.

During the sixty years of implementing the new law, Sa Wuling has seen many human hearts and ghosts, and has a deep understanding of human hearts. He has his own way of looking at people.

In his opinion, the giant in front of him, under the surface of his evil appearance, is a hot and red city heart.

"Too much nonsense!"

As expected, after listening to Sa Wuling's words, Wang E's face changed slightly, and then he looked down at the few people with a tough attitude, and his breath was as strong as a lion roaring:

"No matter who you are, either get out or die here!"

Bang!

The sound waves exploded in the air, and everyone felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, just like a lion roaring in front of them. As the air waves whistled, the dust particles burst out with the sound of breaking through the air like hidden weapons.

The walls and the ground around him made a "rustling" sound.

At the same time, a rolling heat wave spread from the center of his body, and the void seemed to be burning!

Clang clang clang~~~

Inspired by this breath, the soldiers who followed behind drew their swords and swords, and the murderous aura rose to the sky.

These soldiers were originally just martial arts masters. Later, they got the "Qi Seed" taught by Sa Wuling and were able to cross the barrier of receiving the talisman. They fought for sixty years without dying, and each of them had amazing skills.

At this time, everyone drew their swords, and the auras intertwined with each other, and in an instant, the clouds in the sky were flattened. The momentum was so great that Wang E's heart jumped.

Huh~

Sa Wuling raised his hand and pressed it lightly, suppressing the murderous aura and air currents in the sky, clapping his hands and laughing:

"Such a strong blood is rare in the world!"

His tone was gentle, neither high nor low, but it suppressed the tense atmosphere between the two sides. Even Wang E, who had made up his mind to drive these people out, couldn't help but stop his hand.

"I heard that there was a kind of people in ancient times who were born with strong blood and energy, and had all kinds of magical powers to fight with big monsters. Your physique is inhumanly strong, and your blood is thousands of times more vigorous than that of ordinary people. I think it is similar to this physique."

Sa Wuling took two steps forward and looked at Wang E indifferently.

The strong physique and blood of this big man can be ranked in the top ten among the human cultivators he has seen in his life, including the golden body strongmen of Buddhism he has seen.

Such a physique can only be said to be a gift from God, and there is no one among millions of people.

This is no longer a gifted talent. It can only mean that his ancestors had "non-human" blood, and in his generation, there is a tendency to rebel.

If he is allowed to practice the internal boxing taught by "Shou Ye".

As Sa Wuling thought about it, he heard the voice of "Shou Ye" who had been silent for a long time:

"This person has the strengths of the blood of the two clans. He is blessed by nature. If he practices martial arts, he will be ten times stronger than you!"

Mu Longcheng also looked at the outside world.

He thought that as Sa Wuling's cultivation improved, he would be able to get rid of it, but the facts proved that he was wrong. For sixty years, sixty years, he and Sa Wuling tried every means, but they could not get out.

Even if Sa Wuling cut off his palm and grew it again.

He was still trapped in his new palm.

At this time, he looked at Wang E and was a little surprised. With such a physique, even without any practice, he could play with gold and iron as mud.

This is a physique that can never appear in Xuanxing.

‘Heh~’

Sa Wuling’s mouth twitched slightly, ignoring Mu Longcheng, looking at Wang E who was frowning.

Wang E took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

“What do you want to say?”

He certainly knew how his physique was.

He dared to go into the water to fight and kill the Pig Dragon King because he had absolute confidence in himself.

“I want to compete with you in strength.”

Sa Wuling continued:

“I won’t take advantage of you, I will only compete with you in physical strength. If you win, I will leave immediately and teach you a technique that is most suitable for your practice. If you lose...”

Compare strength?

Looking at the thin old Taoist in front of him, Wang E remained calm:

“What if I lose?”

“If you lose, I will still teach you the technique, but you have to agree to one condition of mine.”

Sa Wuling bent a finger and said slowly:

“After all, I won’t let you suffer.”

“Okay! How to compete?”

Wang E didn’t hesitate at all and agreed directly.

This surprised Yan Xiake who was standing by:

"Big guy, why don't you consider it?"

He could see that this big man was born with supernatural power. In terms of physical strength, none of the big monsters he had seen along the way could compare to him.

But Sa Wuling's physique was even stronger!

"No need to consider it!"

Wang E took a step forward, leaning forward with his majestic body, and his momentum was overwhelming:

"How do we compete?"

He knew very well that this group of people came with bad intentions and would not leave easily.

Since that was the case, he might as well accept it.

If it was compared with others, he would still hesitate, but when it came to strength, he had never been afraid of anyone!

As for losing

He even lost to others in his strongest point, what else could he say?

"What a simple and honest child."

Yan Xiake could only sigh at this.

Huh~

Sa Wuling turned his wrist, and a silver-white magic fan that seemed to be made of gold and iron appeared in his palm.

"If you can take this fan from me, you win."

Sa Wuling held the fan in one hand, swung it forward, and said calmly:

"You can use your hands!"

"good!"

The king was furious, but he responded loudly.

Stepping forward with his feet, his big hand like a cattail leaf fan had already stirred up a strong wind, and pinched the magic fan in Sa Wuling's palm.

Sudden force!

Boom!

Under the powerful force, the City God's Temple and the ground within several miles around it suddenly shook, and smoke and dust billowed up.

It's like an earth dragon turning over.

Many nearby villagers and fishermen were horrified and screamed in surprise. Many people even knelt down and kowtowed to the Chenghuang Temple.

"Um?!"

The ground was shaking and mountains were shaking, and smoke and dust were rising everywhere. However, Wang E's brows jumped: "This old bastard is so strong!" ’

Although he did not exert all his strength this time, he thought to himself that even if there were thousands of people on the opposite side, they would still be thrown into the sky by him. This old Taoist priest with long eyebrows really had a skill.

Sa Wuling felt the huge power transmitted, and a smile appeared on his face:

"It's almost, just a little bit close, you might as well use your hands."

Sixty years ago, he had gathered his energy and blood and killed the white tiger. His energy and blood were restrained. After sixty years of hard work, his body may not be as strong as his teacher, but other than that, he has never seen anyone who is worse than him. The stronger one.

Whether human or demon!

"snort!"

Faced with Sa Wuling's ridicule, Wang E snorted coldly. He held his right arm with his other hand. His muscles and bones made a sound like a barrage of explosions. He exerted force under his feet and almost trampled the earth!

boom!

In an instant, the ground within a few hundred feet with the City God's Temple as the center sank three feet, and smoke filled the long sky.

Then there were loud explosions like thunder.

Huhuhu~~~

Yan Xiake and others all jumped up and climbed into the air.

Looking down, I saw a lotus blooming on the earth.

The ground with the City God's Temple as the center sank layer by layer, spreading outward in circles. Wherever it passed, all the earth and rocks were shattered into powder by the huge force.

"How can this man be so strong?"

Youshe was horrified, and everyone else also changed their colors.

Of course, such a scene was nothing to them. They had seen many more terrifying scenes along the way.

But it is very terrifying if pure physical strength can reach this level.

You must know that the target of the big man's force was Sa Wuling, not the earth!

The two of them were wrestling with each other, and the spread of a trivial ripple could already create such a terrifying scene, which shows how powerful their bodies are.

It's just Sa Wuling, why can that big man have such a physique?

Bang!

With all his strength erupting, Wang E's heart was beating wildly.

The fan held in his palm and the old Taoist priest at the other end did not move at all!

It’s like I’m wrestling with heaven and earth!

"I don't believe it!"

Wang E's eyes instantly turned red, and the marks between his eyebrows that looked like vertical eyes glowed red.

"Huh?"

Feeling the stronger and stronger power, Sa Wuling knew in his heart what kind of secret method the king evil must have used. His heart moved and he said:

"It's my turn"

"What?"

As soon as this thought came to Wang's nausea, he felt a powerful and invincible force rolling down like a celestial river.

Boom!

A series of sonic boom clouds exploded in the sky.

Yan Xiake looked up and saw the big man flying across the sky like a shooting star, surrounded by flames caused by the friction between his flesh and the air.

In a few moments, it had already broken through the clouds and flown hundreds of thousands of feet high.

“What a simple and honest boy”

Yan Xiake shook his head and flew to the ground.

I saw Sa Wuling slowly raising his hand in the City God's Temple. As the light of his magic fan flickered, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly changed.

The dust that was stirred up was pressed down by invisible force, and the sunken ground seemed to expand with air. Most of the broken City God's Temple and the big trees that were blown down were restored to their original state.

"You are getting stronger."

Yan Xiake landed lightly and sighed slightly.

He has seen many similar scenes. The restoration of this kind of landform can naturally be restored by mana, but it is never as natural as Sa Wuling's.

In the past sixty years, he has witnessed the unimaginable progress of Sa Wuling.

From an old country Taoist priest who was in a panic, ran away frequently, and was timid and timid, he grew into a man of influence who single-handedly promoted changes in hundreds of states.

Such changes cannot be explained clearly in words.

“Not even close”

Listening to Yan Xiake's admiration, Sa Wuling shook his head slightly. Looking at Wang E falling like a meteor in the sky, the shadow of his teacher emerged in his heart.

At this time, I am afraid that I may not be as good as the teacher from sixty years ago.

In sixty years, I have come from nothing to this point.

What will happen to the teacher who was so tyrannical back then?

Can I compare to what I am today?

Good night everyone.