309: C309 Above the Grandmaster Level

C309 Above the Grandmaster Level

Kill him with one palm. The power of a Grandmaster was clearly displayed.

"Xiao He, the lineage of the Black Tortoise Divine Gate!"

"It's said that the five peaks have their own inheritances, like the Nanyue Fire God's lineage!"

"As expected of the Wufang Divine Martial Vein!"

The Huaxia side was rousing the hearts of the people.

The Martial Grandmaster had won with a single palm strike, causing the younger generation of the Huaxia side and even the disciples of the aristocratic families to be excited.

Xiao He was in the arena. However, his expression was calm.

A short moment of victory did not represent the outcome of the battle. This battle still required two people.

Under his gaze, he saw a pale figure entering the stadium from within the Church of Darkness.

"As expected of the master of Huaxia!"

The white-haired, pale-faced man revealed a faint smile.

Xiao He looked at this person. He did not say anything. He merely moved his feet and stood up.

A Genuine Qi rose into the air like a hundred steps divine fist. A black fist appeared in the air.

The other party's body was like a ghost. A fist print appeared on the ground, but the other party had appeared. In another place.

"Can you dodge it?"

Xiao He slowly spoke. His eyes were wide open, and his fists were like wild gales.

Almost a hundred fists were thrown out in a row. Over a hundred black fist shadows were thrown out. It was as if a storm was pouring down. Even the experts of the Church of Darkness did not retreat.

Even so, under the robe behind him, a few places were broken.

After Xiao He punched out, the Genuine Qi in his body stopped. This time, the other party appeared behind Xiao He like a ghost.

With a shake behind him, thousands of blood bats rushed out and gathered towards Xiao He.

Xiao He's arms shook in the air. The black Genuine Qi protected him, allowing the blood bats to devour him. At the same time, his fists punched out, destroying the blood bats.

In the audience stands, Yan Ann looked at Xiao He. He said lightly: "The Black Tortoise Divine Gate has not appeared for a long time. He should not be far away from the Martial Dao True Human Realm!"

"Compared to Zhu Ling back then, this person is slightly stronger!"

"The one from the Church of Darkness should be the strongest blood mage of this generation." Shen Kong said, "In this battle, the outcome may not be determined."

Yan Ann nodded. They all hoped that China could win, but how could powerful people from overseas be ordinary?

The two of them exchanged blows. Suddenly, there was a loud explosion, and a figure was pushed back.

Xiao He's face turned red, and the blood in his body seemed to be out of control.

The old man from the Church of Darkness smiled coldly. His hands were like sharp claws that could easily tear the air apart.

Sharp rays of light shot towards Xiao He. Xiao He forcefully circulated his Genuine Qi. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth and his True Qi formed into a black tortoise statue to protect himself.

At the same time, he circulated his cultivation method to calm the blood energy in his body.

At this moment, the elder from the Dark Church charged over and stabbed his hands into the black tortoise.

The two of them seemed to be in a deadlock. Whoever took a step back would die.

The battle between the Grandmasters left the spectators speechless.

This was ten thousand times more exciting than the performance in the television series. Chen Yi, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face in the audience.

The younger generation of China... Due to the changes in the era, whether it was martial artists or practitioners, they were indeed at a disadvantage compared to overseas.

However, if they were above Grandmasters, they would be the mainstay of China's martial arts world.

Xiao He suddenly shouted as the two were in a deadlock. He spat out a mouthful of blood arrow and grabbed the blood arrow with one hand. The blood gradually turned black. Following the shake of Xiao He's wrist, the blood in his hand shot out.

The blood Qi in his body suddenly became smooth.

The expression of the old man from the Dark Church changed. Immediately, he turned into countless blood bats and was about to retreat.

"You want to leave!?"

Xiao He let out a loud laugh. He took a step forward and saw the black tortoise roaring.

Countless black water rained down on the blood bats.

Bang, bang, bang...

The blood bats were destroyed by the black water. When the blood bats were almost completely destroyed, the members of the Church of Darkness' bodies fell to the ground.

This person's body twitched. In the end, there was no longer any sound.

This scene caused the expressions of the hundred countries across the sea to turn slightly ugly. The crowns of the Emperor, the Dahe Palace, and the other leaders of the factions could not help but stare at Xiao He.

"I have underestimated him. There is such an expert in the Martial Dao of China!"

Da Zhengshen slowly said, "The five peaks and five peaks?"

The people from the hundred countries overseas had solemn expressions. However, Xiao He exhaled from the arena.

He looked at the hundred overseas countries and said, "Zhang Cui, next, make your move!"

Although Xiao He had a proud expression, his face was pale.

That last attack had already exhausted all the Genuine Qis in his body. Staying on the stage was no different from seeking death.

Only to see the audience Xi Shan. A Old Woman slowly walked out. She carried a long sword on her back and said with a smile, "Old fellow, leave it to me!"

Old Woman's face was full of wrinkles but her facial features were straight. If she was young, she should be considered a beauty of her generation.

Unfortunately, time was heartless. She walked down with a long sword on her back and looked at the hundred countries overseas.

"Tai Hua Zhang Cui, who are you to fight with me?!"

Old Woman laughed loudly. Her laughter was naturally heroic and did not lose to a man's power.

In the Temple of Gods, there were gods who wanted to move, but in the end, they were stopped by the Lord of All Gods.

He smiled slowly, "This person's strength is extraordinary. There is no need to die. What harm is there in letting China win!?"

Beside him, Yalan nodded slightly. She could sense something unusual from Zhang Cui's body.

Killing!

That invisible killing intent was definitely an existence that had experienced life and death more than once.

Where the East Ocean Islands were, On the side of the Muramasa family, a person wearing cultivation clothes slowly walked down.

This person was around 40 years old. His eyes were narrow and narrow, like the eyes of a poisonous snake looking at Zhang Cui.

"Old hag, why are you showing off your strength here? You've lost your life for nothing!"

Murakong Yinxiu spoke. His eyes flickered.

Zhang Cui laughed loudly, "Lost your life? With just you, do you think you can get away with it?"

As she spoke, the scabbard on her back opened, and a thin sword appeared in her hand. Zhang Cui held the sword in her hand, and her aura suddenly surged.

Roar!

Within the coliseum, there seemed to be a tiger's roar.

Zhang Cui seemed to transform into a white tiger.

West Yue Hua Mountain, Tai Hua Martial School, had the power of a white tiger.

The white tiger's main killing force, Zhang Cui practically no longer had any rumors among the younger generation of China.

But the older generation knew that this Old Woman had never rested in her life, roaming in China, there were great demons wreaking havoc, killing!

There were martial bandits, kill them!

Below Tai Hua, there was injustice, kill!

In the martial arts world, some aristocratic families had rumors that even the aristocratic families in the capital, near Xiyue, were forbidden areas.

Zhang Cui looked at the village's silver cultivator and laughed. With a step, she pulled herself up.

The expression of the village's Yin Xiu changed slightly. He had a hidden weapon in his hand and quickly shot it out.

The sword in Zhang Cui's hand moved. With each sword attack, she broke through the many hidden weapons.

Its speed was even faster, as fast as lightning.

In fact, before the village's Yinxiu made a move, a ray of silver light appeared in his eyes. In the next instant, a silver light appeared in his eyes. There was a bloody scar on the forehead of the village silver cultivator.

The sword was stained with blood, and Zhang Cui laughed coldly, "Japan? If I have time, I will personally make a trip there."

She stood there with her sword in hand. Her voice was filled with provocation.

The eyes of the Dazheng God narrowed slightly. In the Dazheng Palace, there was a man holding a Tang saber with a sharp gaze.

Tang Saber was half an inch out of its sheath. A ray of saber light shot up to the stage.

A loud laugh was heard. "What? Do you want to bully the weak, or do you want to bully the weak, or do you want to bully the fact that there is no one in China!?"

With a loud laugh, Yan Ann pulled out his knife. This knife cut through the air in front of the audience.

Bang!

It was as if the saber light had cut through the audience, and the saber light unleashed by the Dazheng and the Gonggong man vanished into thin air.

The Great Righteous God coughed lightly. Next to him, a bald man with twelve fist-sized Buddha Beads opened his eyes.

Golden light burst out from his eyes, welcoming Yan Ann's saber light.

"Nanan, it's not our turn to fight yet!"

The monk spoke with a deep and deep voice.

The sound of a True Monarch's strike was so loud that it shocked many people present.

Yan Ann, on the other hand, was laughing out loud, "I'm third in the True Monarch Battle. Whether you can meet me or not is still a question!"

"It's best if you can live!"

The monk stared coldly at Yan Ann, but he didn't say anything.

The fourth battle was Hua Xia's victory!

The fourth battle, China wins! Apart from this battle, the previous three battles were too depressing.

This battle was like spitting out depression, raising China's might.

Zhang Cui and Xiao He received the respect of many of China's younger generation.

The two of them shook their heads. They had lived in seclusion for far too long. If not for the World Martial Meeting, they would not have even appeared.

The next battle would be the battle between the true martial artists. This boundary would only become even more terrifying and shocking.

On the side of China, a person wearing cloth clothes slowly walked out.

This person's long hair fell to his waist. He was a man, his face was as smooth as jade, and his lips were as white as teeth.

He walked into the stadium. Many of the families in West China, including Xiao He and Zhang Cui's grandmasters, were at a loss.

There were only a few people who knew this person.

"This is a disciple of the Immortal Martial Sect, right?"

Yan Ann looked at this man with a serious expression.

The Immortal Martial School had dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and they lived in seclusion.

According to the rumors, the ancestor of the Immortal Martial Sect was the descendant of an old friend of the Ancestor Chen.

This sect could only be controlled by the Ancestor Chen Token. Even the Sixth Mountain and the Immortal Martial Sect did not put it in their eyes.

The Immortal Martial Sect had once appeared in the past during the chaos of the Hundred Nations.

That time, there were a total of eighteen people from the Immortal Martial Sect. Ten of them were Enlightened Masters, six of them were True Lords, and two of them were Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors.

In the end, it was said that only six people survived, and two of them were Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors. Ever since then, there had been no news from the Immortal Martial Sect.

This time, the Immortal Martial Sect was born again because of the Ancestor Chen Order.

Even in the audience's Xi Shan, when Chen Yi looked at this man, his eyes could not help but have a sense of loss.

"It really looks like it!"

Chen Yi softly muttered. He remembered the man who guarded the ruins of an immortal gate with White Snow in the Hidden Area.

Descendants of the side branches of the immortal sect cultivated in immortal techniques and martial arts. Unfortunately, the inheritance had been cut off, and the path of cultivation was even more demanding.0

Chen Yi met him when he was searching for treasures in the Hidden Area, and in the end, he showed mercy and returned the martial techniques and immortal techniques to that person.

The man was in the stadium. He looked like a celestial being. It was hard for him to hide his extraordinary power even though he was dressed in plain clothes.

In the Hundred Lands, in the Pantheon Palace, someone finally moved.

A person slowly walked into the mountain of the arena.

This person's body shook, and the clothes on his upper body suddenly cracked open. A silver glow appeared behind him, and six pairs of wings spread out behind him. They were like feathers of light that appeared in the world.

When Lei Yulan, Wan Haobing, and the others saw this scene, they were even more dumbfounded.

"Heavens, angels!?"

They exclaimed in shock as they looked at the experts of the Temple of Gods who were comparable to Martial Masters.

How did this look like a mortal, like a true god?

The two of them were in the stadium, but it didn't seem like a battle between humans, but more like a battle between immortals and gods.

"Immortal Martial Sect, Zhao Tuo!"

"Temple of the Gods, Carmel!"

The two introduced themselves. Zhao Tuo moved forward with one hand and quietly looked at Carmel.

In the next moment, the two of them moved. The cloth was in full swing and the angel's wings flapped. In an instant, the two of them exchanged blows with each other.

In fact, Lei Yulan and the others could not even see the two of them while they were fighting. They could only see that the ground in the stadium was sinking.

In just a dozen breaths, there were hundreds of big and small holes in the stadium.

Under the True Human Realm, not only China, but even the experts of the hundred countries overseas could not help but reveal shocked expressions.

The confrontation between experts was actually so terrifying!

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