Travel through the heavens

Chapter 285 The Strongest Battle in the World

Everyone in Wudi City looked up and forgot, but saw Wang Xianzhi on the corner tower and Fang Muye standing in the air. Their clothes fluttered in the wind and their aura was extraordinary. They did not look like ordinary people, but like banished immortals.

Wang Xianzhi nodded and said in a loud and calm voice, "Please leave the city and fight with me in the sea."

After saying this, he streaked across the sky like a comet and crashed into the surface of the East China Sea.

Fang Muye also flew towards the East China Sea, but when he left the city, he glanced towards the city gate.

There was a tired old donkey stamping its hooves, and on it sat a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, holding a peach blossom in his hand.

When Fang Muye looked over, the corners of his mouth curled up in a gentle smile, as if he was saying hello.

Peach Blossom Sword God, Deng Tai'a.

When the two figures left the city and entered the sea, Wudi City was briefly silent, and then suddenly erupted into a noise like waves. No matter whether they were the people in the city or the heroes from other places, they all rushed out of the city.

If you were to look down from the sky above Wudi City, you would be able to see four torrents converging near the four gates, and then three of them turned and rushed towards the East China Sea.

Some people in the martial arts world who are impatient and have good martial arts skills do not care about walking at a snail's pace, and directly climb over the eaves and walls in the city and jump out of the city. This spectacular scene of hundreds of people moving together in a flash is indeed rare.

In just half a cup of tea, the streets of Wudi City, which could accommodate more than 100,000 people, were deserted and unusually quiet.

After all, the young man who calls himself Wen Hua, apart from anything else, has the ability to fly, which cannot be fake.

Furthermore, Wang Xianzhi has been in charge of Wudi City for more than half a hundred years. Neither the Sword God Deng Tai'a nor Cao Guanzi has ever allowed him to leave the city for a fight. It is obvious that Wen Hua, who has recently become famous for killing Wang Mingyin and Xuanyuan Dapan, is indeed a very domineering character. Who among the people in the martial arts world who choose to visit Wudi City or settle down here would not be envious of such a rare peak battle?

If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The originally bustling main street was empty in an instant. Even the owner of the wine stall ran out, leaving only Xu Fengnian and his group behind.

Li Chungang stroked his beard and smacked his lips, saying, "The commotion that Wen brat caused is much bigger than what I did back then."

The old Sword God actually also wanted to see how Wen kid beat Wang the old monster into a big sweet potato, but although he was itching to do so, he couldn't just follow the crowd out of the city to watch the show. After all, he had promised Xu Xiao to protect Xu Fengnian. Even if Wang Xianzhi left the city, Wu Di City was still a den of dragons and tigers.

Wang Xianzhi and Fang Muye went into the sea for more than ten miles before they stopped.

When Wang Xianzhi fell into the sea, a wave rose up and held him up steadily, while Fang Muye fell directly onto the sea surface.

Fang Muye looked up and smiled, "Wang Xianzhi, why are you standing so high?"

Wang Xianzhi did not answer, but said calmly: "Please take action!"

Fang Muye was not modest and said softly, "Get up."

After a moment of silence, there was a series of incessant rumbling sounds. The sea surface was surging and churning, and the huge waves rose up into walls dozens of feet high, smashing down towards Wang Xianzhi with the force of an immortal stroking a large top.

The world suddenly seemed to be frozen and everything came to a halt.

Wang Xianzhi also uttered the word "rise" lightly, and a huge wave of dozens of feet rose up and slammed into the oncoming huge wave.

With his way, he also gave his body.

Fang Muye smiled: "Interesting."

The two waves collided with a loud bang, and the huge waves rushed down like a flood. After a moment, the sea surface returned to calm.

Wang Xianzhi put two fingers together and tapped them together, lightly tapping the water surface under his feet.

With every strike, a dragon would rise from the water and hover above the sea.

In a flash, eighteen blue dragons appeared on the sea, each of them full of shape and spirit, and dozens of feet long.

Wang Xianzhi waved his sleeves casually.

There once was a swordsman in green clothes, with two green snakes in his sleeves, and later there was Wang Xianzhi, with a green dragon in his sleeve.

After one sleeve, the Azure Dragon connected head to tail and crashed into Fang Muye.

Fang Muye stood still, allowing the green dragons to charge at him fiercely, but all the green dragons were crushed to pieces two feet in front of him. When the last green dragon disintegrated, it was only squeezed to one foot away from Fang Muye.

Fang Muye remained motionless throughout the entire process, and just by relying on the immense energy released from his body, he managed to withstand Wang Xianzhi's eighteen green dragons.

The two of them did it casually, as if it were a game, but the people from Wudi City who were gathered at the seaside were dumbfounded and dazed.

I never thought that warriors in the world could fight like this.

This is the real land immortal!

I'm afraid that even the top ten martial arts experts would feel their scalps tingling if they were watching the fight.

The tall and strong Wang Xianzhi still looked calm, but there was a glint of something strange in his eyes. He actually underestimated this young man.

Fang Muye laughed heartily and said loudly, "It's rare to meet a peerless master like City Lord Wang. If you still fight with such a light touch, it would be too unpleasant. City Lord Wang, I will not hold back. If I seriously injure you, please don't blame me."

Perhaps it had been too long since he heard the younger generations boasting in front of him, Wang Xianzhi was somewhat absent-minded. He still remembered that when Cao Changqing first climbed the tower, he said, "I want to have a few fights with you." Deng Tai'a was more aggressive and said, "I have a sword to ask you." As for other characters, most of them were relatively respectful and restrained. Occasionally, there were a few arrogant young men who spoke wildly before climbing the tower, but after finally reaching the top of Wu Di City and seeing him, their sharp edges had been smoothed over.

Wang Xianzhi's thoughts shifted from far to near, but in an instant, he glanced at Fang Muye and nodded, "Please give it a try, Master Wen. I wish someone could seriously injure me."

Wang Xianzhi smiled faintly, and when he said this, there was no trace of pretentious arrogance, as if this was a matter of course.

Wang Xianzhi was never in a hurry to do anything and was very patient. However, when there were too many smart people in this world and too many shortcuts to take, the down-to-earth Wang Xianzhi became an outlier.

After entering Wudi City, his realm of cultivation has been steadily rising. He was neither the youngest second-grade master at that time, nor like Li Chungang who broke through the first level a few years after entering the first level, and was unstoppable. Wang Xianzhi had never made any amazing move of crossing the border in one step. Compared with the group of martial arts geniuses who were chasing the four masters at that time, Wang Xianzhi could only be regarded as a late bloomer.

But after he achieved the Vajra Physique, Wang Xianzhi gradually showed a tendency to be invincible among those at the same realm. Moreover, no one would have thought that this tall young man who was only fit to watch the battle at the sidelines would become such a late bloomer. Especially when he broke the wooden horse ox, which was praised as indestructible, with his bare hands, Wang Xianzhi truly reached the top of the martial arts world. From then on, until he was habitually called Old Monster Wang, Wang Xianzhi never lost a battle.

This taciturn old man stood alone on the roof of the Wudi City Tower, overlooking the world with cold eyes. Deng Tai'a, who rode a donkey upside down and carried a peach branch, climbed up the tower proudly, but lost and had to go down. Cao Changqing, who made the emperor of the Zhao family uneasy, climbed up the tower, but also lost and had to go down. So in the end, few people went there to defeat this old monster. They just wanted to climb up the tower quickly and be content. If they were lucky enough to meet the old guy and ask for some martial arts advice, it would undoubtedly be a pleasant surprise.

Wang Xianzhi doesn't like this kind of world.

Wang Xianzhi's hands hung naturally at his sides, but his originally loose linen sleeves were invisibly tightened and stuck tightly to his arms.

At this moment, as Wang Xianzhi's aura suddenly condensed, the vast sea breeze and layers of waves all stopped.