Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

I don't know when, Zhao Long also became arrogant, perhaps because he has never been defeated after becoming a body cultivator.

At this moment, Zhao Long realized what it meant that there was heaven outside the sky and there were people outside the world.

Each mountain is higher than the other. If the mountain in front covers your eyes, you think this mountain is the highest. But you don’t know that it is not only your eyes that are covered by the mountain in front, but also the infinity behind the mountain. Endless mountains.

People can be confident, but they cannot be arrogant.

Zhao Long secretly told himself that he must work harder to practice boxing and strive to reach the point where ninety-nine punches are useless as soon as possible.

Although One Hundred Bandits' cultivation methods were different from his, and he was unable to display the gorgeous spiritual energy during his cultivation, he believed that Zhang Yifeng would not treat him badly. As long as he works hard, his achievements will not be much weaker than those of a hundred bandits.

"How are they? Will they be okay?"

Stopping the random thoughts in his heart, Zhao Long asked Ji Dali.

Such a horrific attack just now, what happened to the one hundred bandits?

"How do I know? It should be fine."

Zhao Long was speechless: "Should? What do you mean should..."

"Anyway, if the city lord said he could defeat a first-generation grandmaster, he must be able to defeat him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left just now."

Zhao Long was speechless at Ji Dali's answer. He didn't speak anymore, but stared unblinkingly at the smoke and dust in the yard.

Finally, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the figures of a hundred bandits appeared in the sight of the two. One hundred bandits were all standing, and no one was in trouble.

"It's really okay."

Zhao Long's pupils kept shrinking. He was a little surprised that a hundred bandits were safe from such a powerful attack.

Not to mention Zhao Long was surprised, even Nalan Ning was very surprised.

"It's okay, how is that possible!"

One hundred bandits attacked with all their strength, and their auras were exposed. The auras of these one hundred people were only in the middle stage of masters, and the strongest ones were only in the late stages of masters. How could they be able to block his full force punch?

There is a huge gap between the master and the grandmaster.

"It's interesting, eat my leg again!"

After Nalan Ning was surprised, a smile appeared on his lips. The Big Lion Fist just now was just a relatively low-level martial skill.

"Open mountain legs!"

Nalan Ning suddenly stepped on his feet, and his body jumped into the void like a cannonball. Although he looked old, his movements were like thunder and lightning.

His body spun and rolled several times in the air. Nalan Ning's whole body of energy suddenly bloomed on his right leg. This leg brought up a long stream of energy and pressed it down towards a hundred warriors from a distance.

From the perspective of a hundred bandits, these are not legs, but a mountain of true energy pressing down on them! The surrounding air was squeezed very thin.

However, the more pressure there is, the more motivated the Hundred Bandits will be. The stronger the opponent, the stronger they are.

"Kick us again!"

The eyes of a hundred warriors flashed, they crossed each other, and then struck out again.

The sword light of a hundred people condensed again, forming an even more terrifying blow, slashing horizontally at the giant leg of Zhenqi in the air.

Boom boom boom!

The spiritual energy and true energy collided, and a terrifying loud noise erupted. The surrounding houses shook, as if an earthquake had occurred here. Smoke and dust rose into the sky again, forming mushroom clouds.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dispersed. Although the hundred bandits took a few steps back at the same time, everyone was still in high spirits and unscathed!

This is the Tiangang Sword Formation. Not only can it bring together the power of a hundred people, it can also divide the enemy's attack power. Only under the circumstances of one and the other can a hundred masters be able to fight against a generation of grandmasters.

"Haha, a great master, nothing more than that!"

One hundred war bandits took Nalan Ning's attack again and laughed at each other, so arrogant.

"What kind of formation are you doing?"

Nalan Ning finally saw the way out. These one hundred people seemed to form a whole, so they could block his attack. This was a bit tricky.

"It's okay to tell you, this is the Tiangang Sword Formation. Today, you will become the first grandmaster to die in our hands! Remember us, we are the bandit army of Weiwo City! All those who offend Weiwo City, Kill without mercy. Today, we will make this place a river of blood!"

The voices of a hundred bandits were sonorous and powerful, echoing around.

Ji Dali and Zhao Long on the side felt their blood boil just by looking at it, wishing that they were also members of the bandit army and had the opportunity to kill the master of the generation.

Ji Dali was even thinking about whether he should let Zhang Yifeng teach him the Tiangang Sword technique so that he could cooperate with the Hundred Bandits. Anyway, there was only one person left in the Tiangang Sword Formation.

"Tiangang Sword Formation...but, do you really think you can kill me? Try my most powerful martial skill, Sea Overturning Palm!"

Nalan Ning snorted coldly, and his true energy surged wildly throughout his body. The tangible true energy condensed behind him, as if forming a blue ocean. Nalan Ning stood under the ocean, like the lord of the sea.

Of course, what is behind him is not the real ocean, but the momentum formed by the imitation of true energy.

To form a real ocean, I am afraid that only immortals can do it, not cultivators.

This time, a hundred bandits felt the pressure. The ocean of true energy behind them contained a terrifying aura. It seemed that if this palm fell, all of them would drown under the ocean of true energy.

This is the full strength of a generation of masters.

"Die."

Nalan Ning suddenly kicked his legs with both hands, and the huge ocean of zhenqi behind him was like a giant wave, slamming into a hundred warriors.

This momentum is so majestic and terrifying that it is like a palm that subverts the entire ocean. It is worthy of being called an ocean-shattering palm.

The hundred bandits looked at each other without any hesitation, raised their swords high in the air, and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Tiangang Sword Technique: Asking the Heavenly Sword!"

At this moment, there was no aura left in the one hundred warriors, and all the aura was concentrated on the broadswords in their hands.

There is light in the broadsword, rising into the sky, and a hundred rays of light are like a hundred light pillars. The light pillars are so majestic that they seem to connect to the sky and the earth. .

"cut!"

As a hundred warriors roared, the beam of light suddenly tilted. Only then did everyone realize that this was not the pillar that connected the sky, but a huge broadsword. The broadsword was like a dog's head, chopped from the air, and then Falling down, a hundred swords converged on each other, superimposing each other. Each stack of aura swords becomes more powerful.

In just the blink of an eye, a hundred swords condensed and turned into one sword with terrifying aura. It was the first sword of Tiangang Sword Technique: Wentian Sword!

Why Tiangang? Raise your sword and ask the sky!

Chop, chop, chop!

The huge Wentian Sword slashed towards the terrifying ocean of true energy.

This time, there was no huge explosion, but like a silent movie, the sword slashed into the ocean of true energy.

The reason why there was no explosion was because the Wentian sword was too sharp and too fast. When the knife is extremely sharp, how can it make a sound? Even steel and iron plates will break down instantly.