Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

On the Nielong River, the blood energy exploded like real fire, and the terrifying flame covered the waves of the river, turning into an afterimage.

In an instant, Zhou Dao was in front of Wei Junzi.

The speed is so fast that it runs like thunder, which makes everyone speechless.

"My god, this speed...is this a drug?"

"The speed of Lord Yan, the speed of the Eight Transformations of the Refinement Realm can be so fast?"

"He... what about others? How did he get there?"

On the bank of the Nielong River, there was a burst of exclamation, and the afterimage like a fire shocked everyone's eyes.

Zhou Dao's speed was too fast, as soon as he landed, he used thunderous tactics, and his generous palm was like a cover, directly pressing on Wei Junzi's face.

rumbling...

At this moment, Wei Junzi's body trembled, his bones creaked, and he condensed instantly, shrinking by a full third.

The horned dragon-like muscles oscillated like bowstrings, transmitting terrifying power.

"Mr. Yan, I will not let history repeat itself."

Wei Junzi shouted violently, his body agitated, and his blood was like a volcanic eruption, rushing towards Zhou Dao.

The terrifying breath instantly exploded the surrounding Jiang Chao.

"True muscle mastery, the unity of flesh and blood!"

On the high platform, many masters changed their colors one after another, and the cloudy eyes of the old man Longmen even more brilliant.

The strong man who practiced "Muscle Tyrant True Kungfu" has a physical body like a weapon, far surpassing the masters of the same realm.

For them, the body is the strongest force.

However, there are even more outstanding ones among them, who can turn all the blood energy in the body into the strength of the body, the flesh and blood unite, and the potential explodes to the extreme, showing the terrifying power like a monster.

This kind of power is like a tsunami, it is simply unstoppable.

With just this one trick, it can be seen that Wei Junzi's talent in "Muscle Tyrant True Kung Fu" is unimaginable.

If he hadn't met Lord Yan, his future would be bright and bright, and it was only a matter of time before he stepped into the realm of nine transformations.

"Father..." Long Qianxun couldn't help but said.

"After this battle, this person will definitely be able to step into the Nine Transformations."

The old man Longmen said shyly, his gaze fixed on the two figures in the Nielong River without blinking.

"Today, I will stand here and call you."

At this moment, Zhou Dao let out a long howl, and his blood surged wildly, condensing like a battle armor.

Junzi Wei's fist landed on Zhou Dao's body, and Zhou Dao remained motionless like a general of a god.

A terrifying force whipped up a majestic wind and kept hitting Zhou Dao's body. Flame light splashed and rippled, sweeping in all directions.

Zhou Dao stood still and let the wind and rain blow and the waves invade.

"This...how is this possible..."

"He... He is so strong? Then how can we mess around?"

"Then I go?"

On the bank of the Nielong River, there was a dead silence, only the sound of the river tide could be heard endlessly, and everyone's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

The power of Ji Daowei,

Junzi Wei's strength, his horrific bombardment...everything is so vulnerable in front of Lord Yan.

Standing still, even standing up and hitting you can't hurt the opponent at all?

At this moment, even Wei Junzi was stunned, his eyes trembled, and he even stopped attacking, a little at a loss.

He is a monk of the ninth level of real fire, and a master of "Muscle Tyrant True Kung Fu".

In the entire Yuyaosi, except for Shang Tianhe, no one is his opponent.

This kind of identity, this kind of strength, even in Pingjiang City, is a rare existence.

However, Zhou Dao at this time has gone far beyond his comprehension.

"Anomaly is a demon..."

On the high platform, Shang Tianhe frowned, showing a look of surprise.

As a master of the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm, he couldn't help being a little shocked at this moment. Obviously, Zhou Dao's strength greatly exceeded his expectations.

Shang Tianhe is very clear that there are indeed some geniuses in this world, even monstrous evildoers, their strength and talent must not be judged by common sense.

There is no doubt that Lord Yan is such an existence.

"Quick back!"

Shang Tianhe shouted violently, and his voice spread throughout Nielongjiang.

Wei Junzi's heart trembled, he was already deeply afraid, and at this moment he finally regained his composure and wanted to retreat.

However, it seemed too late when he looked up.

Zhou Dao's big hand fell suddenly, his flesh and blood trembled, and the terrifying force directly pushed his head into the rolling river tide.

Before touching the river water, Wei Junzi's head burst open like a watermelon.

Scarlet blood mixed with brain matter, like a watermelon sac, splashed into the river, spreading a blush.

Immediately afterwards, the aftermath of the real furnace shock spread like a virus throughout Wei Junzi's body.

That remnant body was like a watermelon run over by wheels, shattered into puddles, and was swallowed up by the roaring river in a blink of an eye.

On the banks of the Nielong River, there was no sound, and everyone was silent.

Even Yu Yaosi's direction was silent, no one whispered.

Everyone's eyes became shocked, dazed, and afraid...

The captain of the Jidao Guard, the second person of Yu Yaosi was pressed to death in full view of everyone.

one move?

No, even one trick was useless, Lord Yan just pressed gently, and sent Wei Junzi away like rolling a watermelon.

"He... is too strong!"

Wang Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Dao's back with a complex expression, his heart was ups and downs and it was difficult to calm down.

"This is Lord Yan's strength? It's really terrifying!" Ma Yinglong has already recovered, and his recovery speed is more than ten times stronger than that of normal humans.

At this moment, looking at Wei Junzi who had disappeared, he couldn't help sighing.

"Jun Yan...he is Jun Yan, where did this person come from?"

In the beautiful eyes of Hongmen's mistress Hong Tongling, there was a lot of brilliance, staring at the invincible figure in Jiang Langzhong.

Mysterious, forbearing, powerful, domineering... I have to say that when these elements converge on the same person, it is difficult for any woman not to be moved by him, at least a strong interest will arise.

No, not only women, even men would want to spy on him.

"There are talented people from generation to generation... This person is not simple." The old man Longmen stared at Zhou Dao with his gaze like a sword, as if he wanted to see through him.

Shang Tianhe's expression remained motionless, neither sad nor happy.

He is more concerned about Yan Jun's identity than Wei Junzi's death.

This kind of strength will definitely not be someone who is unknown. It is impossible for someone in this world to be self-taught without a little bit of power behind him to cultivate to such a level.

"Check, we must check clearly." Shang Tianhe said silently in his heart.

If a master like Lord Yan is left alone and doesn't know his details, sooner or later he will cause big trouble.

When that time comes...

"It will affect your official career."

rumbling...

The Jiang tide was raging, and Zhou Dao's joining made the tide of the evil dragon general even more violent, with thousands of waves and thousands of waves, as if they were about to turn over.

On Nuo Da's river, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to step forward to provoke.

Even Junzi Wei is dead, who would dare to rob Yanjun's edge without knowing his life and death.

Although, everyone knows that defeating Lord Yan is definitely the most direct and effective way to become famous.

But the premise is to have that life!

"In the great lake, there must be dragons. It is indeed true."

At this moment, a contemptuous voice resounded, although it was not loud, it spread to everyone's ears.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw a young man walking out in the direction of Hongmen. His face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were shining, he was wearing a long robe with the image of wind and thunder printed on it.

"I'm the big brother of Shenxiaomen, Xing Zhouting, please enlighten me!!!"

The visitor spoke softly, with fighting spirit in his eyes, neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

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