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Humane sword style three, involuntary.

Facing this sword, Wang Yiwu felt completely different.

When Jiang Wang stabbed with the sword, he felt in a trance that he was no longer himself, his fists could not be completely perfect, his soldiers could not emerge the strongest, his blood was not even a hair's breadth away... everything was lacking , he can't help himself!

The whole world seemed to push him to do things he didn't want to do, things he couldn't do. Force him to move forward, backward, even left and right.

It is very similar to Chong Xuansheng's direct manipulation of heavy techniques, but it breaks away from the level of "force" and becomes the influence of "potential".

Ask this world, who can be free?

Wang Yiwu almost roared, but he clenched his teeth. All the muscles in his body are pumping with strength, blood is boiling, soldiers are surging, what is "involuntary"... He doesn't believe it!

The mountain will come to block and break the mountain. The river is coming to stop and break the river.

Nothing in the world can stop it.

He decides for himself, his fist breaks everything.

In the first martial arts performance in the school field, he was one against ten.

The first time the two armies rushed to fight, he was bloody and brave, beheading the general and capturing the flag.

The master said that if he doesn't practice military strategy, it's hard to become a military god, but he said why should I go your way!

From small peddlers to large princes and generals, in this world, whoever has an easy life and who does not have their own struggles. The world is like a frenzy, and this body is adrift.

Rely on these fists to strike an invincible path.

"I am Wang Yiwu, the invincible Wang Yiwu!"

He finally gritted his teeth, and in the midst of all "involuntary", once again blasted his fist.

In all the "helpless", "freedom" comes out of struggle!

Still no self killing fist.

But it is no longer Jiang Mengxiong's selfless killing fist, but Wang Yiwu's selfless killing fist.

Carrying out his belief and firmness.

This punch is unparalleled in strength, and wherever it passes, it seems that even the space is retreating.

And Jiang Wang's sword stabbed lightly at this time.

This sword is obviously light and fluttering, and it looks so weak and even "weak".

But it pierced through Wang Yiwu's fist.

All lights and shadows calmed down.

Wang Yiwu still maintains the posture of punching, and above his fist, a section of the sword tip is exposed.

That water is like autumn water, it is Sauvignon Blanc!

Sauvignon Blanc penetrated his fist, penetrated through the gap between his index finger and middle finger, penetrated his palm, and emerged from the back of his hand. Blood flowed profusely for an instant.

Jiang Wang held the sword and let out the first roar.

"Who is the number one Tamron!"

Wang Yiwu pursed his lips, the pierced fist seemed to feel no pain, and it seemed that he was not the one who was bleeding continuously.

His five fingers are still clenched so tightly, still clenched into a firm fist.

He still sends his fist forward!

The punch was penetrated, but it did not dissipate.

At this moment, it suddenly exploded. Like the tide coming back, it swept again. And stronger and more violent than before.

Obviously, Sauvignon Blanc should pierce deeper and deeper, and cut Wang Yiwu's entire arm directly along this wound.

But the tip of the sword is retreating.

Jiang Wang has tried his best to move forward, but his sword is still retreating. Forced back by that violent punch!

In the process of retreating, the blade of the sword and the phalanx made a grinding sound.

Neither Jiang Wang nor Wang Yiwu himself had any fluctuations in their eyes.

This short collision had come to an end, with a bang, the entire sword of Chang Xiangsi was blown away, and Jiang Wang was blown away with a punch!

Before being blasted away from the door of "Menghua", Jiang Wang stopped flying upside down, swallowed the blood gushing to his throat forcibly, and shot back again.

Another sword involuntary!

He promised Chong Xuansheng that if he tried to kill Wang Yiwu, he would never give him a chance to breathe.

Not stopping for a moment, not stopping with one sword.

Suddenly the long sword arrived.

Faced with this terrifying sword, Wang Yiwu still did not choose to evade, he even raised his fist pierced by the hole again, and confronted Jiang Wang again.

Only this time, blood surged from his fist, and a majestic warrior surged up.

This punch expanded at an astonishing speed.

The soldiers are surging and condensed into various images. Or soldiers, or cavalry generals, or archers, or shield guards...

Play a thousand soldiers with one punch!

This punch was so powerful, but Jiang Wang's eyes became more and more confident!

Wang Yiwu didn't choose to fight directly with the Wuwu Killing Fist again. Whether it was his injured fist that could no longer bear this kind of confrontation, or whether it was his judgment that the Wuwu Killing Fist couldn't stop the involuntary sword, he both Dodging!

At least at this moment, facing Jiang Wang who is in the same realm, he has lost his "invincible" belief!

And this is the beginning of the tilt of the balance of victory and defeat!

Jiang Wang advances again and again.

Without hesitation, Chang Xiangsi ran into the thousands of soldiers transformed by Bing Sha, and a flash of frost briefly separated the turbulent Bing Sha.

Cut down with one sword, and thousands of troops will be defeated!

In this short "passage" where soldiers and demons separated, Jiang Wang and Wang Yiwu faced each other on all sides.

"Who is the number one dragon in the world!"

He yelled again.

I still remember the first time I met Wang Yiwu in Tianfu Secret Realm. This person regards all the masters in the same realm present as worthless. Whether it was Chong Xuansheng, Li Longchuan, Xu Xiangqian, or Jiang Wang.

But today, Jiang Wang has replaced the aggressive and aggressive side, and the two sides are in different positions.

He moved his sword forward from the "passage" that was cut open, Jian Guangyao was like a dragon, and cut out three swords in succession, the old general was old, the celebrity was down, and he couldn't help himself!

Wang Yiwu's face was expressionless, his left hand was opened wide and then closed suddenly.

The severed soldier reunited again, and he punched forward with his right fist!

Gun Gun Bingsha wrapped Jiang Wang in his arms and was blown back by this punch.

He chose to give up the possibility of winning with this fist, which consumed a huge amount of fighting spirit and determination, and only used it for "expelling". Just like what he said to Joong Hyun Seung before - only thinking about repelling, not defeating!

The surging soldiers pushed Jiang Wangbiao back.

Er Er, a sword light exploded, and the billowing soldiers disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand and hovered in the air, facing Wang Yiwu far away.

Only then did Wang Yiwu let go of his fist, relax his five fingers, and hang them by his side.

The bleeding had stopped long ago, but the wound protruding from the back of the hand was so clear and terrifying.

"You are in the Tenglong Realm, and you have indeed gone further." He said.

As arrogant as he was, he admitted defeat!

Admit that Jiang Wang is the number one Tenglong Realm in the world.

From Youmai, Zhoutian, and then to Tongtian.

His road to invincibility was terminated in the Tenglong Realm!

"But I figured out a problem," he said.

"I should not be afraid of short-term failure, because what I pursue is long-term invincibility!"

In such words, Wang Yiwu clenched his fist again.

"Thank you for giving me a defeat, so that I can be consummated."

His long hair fluttered automatically without wind.

"To express my gratitude, I will jump to the Inner Palace for you!"