Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

"Sister Yaya..." Tushan Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "I heard that Yang Jian is going to challenge Wang Xianzhi!"

Tushan Yaya's fingers froze when she heard that, then she shrugged casually: "Just go, it's not the first time someone wants to challenge Stinky Sesame!"

Tushan Rongrong closed the account book, a trace of worry flashing in her green eyes: "Do you still remember the person who came to Tushan to borrow Sister Cui Yuling last time?"

At first, Tushan Yaya didn't react, but when the image of the man with silver vertical lines on his forehead and a white robe appeared in her mind.

She thought of the powerful being who could stop Tushan Honghong and Gu Yi by himself.

"He...he is going to challenge that stinky sesame?" Tushan Yaya's voice unconsciously rose an octave, and her snow-white fox ears trembled uneasily.

Tushan Rongrong noticed the other party's fingertips trembling slightly and whispered, "Sister Yaya, do you think Wang Xianzhi can win?"

Tushan Yaya suddenly stood up, nine fox tails exploding behind her: "What does it have to do with me! Better let him beat Stinky Sesame. Who told him not to come back to Tushan for so long!"

After saying that, she strode out of the room and rushed out without looking back.

"Alas..." Tushan Rongrong looked at the door that was slamming and sighed helplessly.

Her eyes, which were always squinting, were now fully open, and her emerald green pupils reflected a painful future scene.

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Tushan Yaya strode along the bluestone path of Tushan, and the stone slabs under her feet creaked.

The setting sun stretched her shadow very long, and her fox tail swayed restlessly behind her.

"Stinky sesame... dead sesame..." She muttered with gritted teeth, but the figure in snow-white clothes kept replaying in her mind.

She recalled that the other party had promised her that she would definitely return to Tushan.

But after such a long time, I haven’t seen anyone!

"Big Sister! Big Sister!"

Two rough voices interrupted her thoughts.

Tushan Yaya looked up and saw the two brothers, Dagou and Ergou, running towards her breathlessly.

Seeing the two of them, Tushan Yaya's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam of light, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: "You two came at the right time!"

She put her arms around their shoulders, pulled the two dog heads in front of her, and said in a low voice, "I want to ask you, is anyone going to Wudi City to challenge Stinky Sesame recently?"

Big Dog and Second Dog's eyes widened, their ears perked straight up: "We're here to tell Big Sister about this!"

Ergou wagged his tail excitedly. "There's this guy named Yang Jian. He showed up out of nowhere and threatened to go to Wudi City to challenge Wang Xianzhi!"

Tushan Yaya's pupils shrank slightly, and then she regained her nonchalant expression: "Very good, since it's true, then I will tell you something now."

Her voice suddenly turned serious. "You two must immediately descend the mountain and head to Wudi City to watch this duel!"

"Ah?" Big Dog looked confused. "But we..."

"This is an order!" Tushan Yaya interrupted him without hesitation, "Remember, I want to know every detail of this battle!"

Before the two brothers could react, Tushan Yaya had already picked them up and thrown them down the mountain path, one in each hand: "Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

The big dog and the second dog danced in the air, and finally fell into the stream at the foot of the mountain with a "splash".

The two climbed up the shore wet and looked at each other.

"What happened to Big Sister?" Ergou asked, shaking off the water droplets on his body.

The big dog scratched his head and said helplessly: "Don't you know what the big sister is thinking?"

From his initial encounter with Tushan Yaya and learning about her relationship with Wang Xianzhi, and considering the situation at the time, it was hard for Dagou to not know what the two were thinking.

In this way, the two monsters, a tiger and a crane, set out on the journey to Wudi City.

Behind them, Tushan Yaya stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at their departing backs, her fists unconsciously clenched.

"Stinky sesame...you must not lose..." She murmured in a low voice, so soft that only she could hear it.

.........

On the coast of the East China Sea, Emperor Wu City.

Wudi City is extremely lively today, and people on the streets are talking about the same topic - Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian is about to challenge Wudi Wang Xianzhi!

"Have you heard? Someone's coming to challenge the Martial Emperor again! And I heard this guy seems to have defeated the Poison Emperor!"

"Tsk, so what? Emperor Wu has been invincible for almost sixty years!"

"The Poison Emperor is just a mere existence that can be easily destroyed by the Martial Emperor!"

In the restaurant, the warriors were arguing with each other until their faces turned red.

On the highest sea-viewing platform in the city, Wang Xianzhi, dressed in white, was standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant horizon.

The sea breeze blew his robe, and the calm sea surface seemed a little abrupt at this moment.

Wang Xianzhi's voice was as calm as water: "Finally!"

At this moment, a black line suddenly appeared where the sea and the sky met.

The black line was getting closer and closer, and gradually a figure walking on the waves was revealed.

The man in silver armor and white robe, with a silver vertical line between his eyebrows, is Yang Jian!

Wang Xianzhi's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward and was already above the sea.

Yang Jian stopped a hundred feet away from Wudi City and looked at Wang Xianzhi from a distance.

The moment their eyes met, the sea surface suddenly sank, forming a huge whirlpool.

"Wang Xianzhi, I have long heard of your great name." Yang Jian bowed and spoke in a clear voice.

Wang Xianzhi nodded slightly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The two of them stopped talking and their momentum began to rise.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, with lightning and thunder; the sea was surging with huge waves.

The entire Wudi City trembled slightly under the pressure of the two men.

"It's about to begin!" On the city wall, Big Dog and Second Dog squeezed in the crowd, staring nervously at the sea in the distance.

Not far away, Wang Quan Baiye and the Masked Group were on their way to Wu Di City.

Not only them, but also the major families of the Taoist Alliance and the other three demon kings except Tushan.

They all rushed over.

"Finally caught up!" Wang Quan Baiye said to Yang Jian and Wang Xianzhi not far away.

Suddenly, the third eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows opened completely, and a golden light shot directly at Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi did not dodge or evade, but raised his hand and punched out.

The fist wind and the golden light collided in mid-air, causing a deafening roar, and a deep pit with a diameter of one hundred feet was blown out on the sea surface!

"Okay!" Yang Jian shouted, and a three-pointed, two-edged sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, with golden thunder wrapped around the blade.

Wang Xianzhi no longer stood with his hands behind his back, but used both hands to support the opponent.

They both moved at the same time!

In just a moment of fighting, the entire sea surface was split into two, revealing a bottomless trench.

A huge hole was torn in the dark clouds in the sky, and the sunlight pierced down like a sharp sword.

Chapter 228 The peak battle!

On the coast of the East China Sea, waves crash against the shore.

The sky above Emperor Wu City was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

The sea surface suddenly sank, forming a whirlpool with a diameter of a thousand feet.

Dark clouds were swirling in the sky, and lightning and thunder were flashing.

The sea surface exploded, revealing the bottomless seabed.

The two of them retreated at the same time, keeping some distance between them.

Wang Xianzhi was terrified. If he had not reacted in time to that attack, he would have been injured.

However, there was no fear on his face, instead he looked excited!

That’s right, it’s exciting!

After all these years, he finally met an opponent who could make him give his all!

On the opposite side, Yang Jian's face showed excitement - but it was slightly different from Wang Xianzhi's.

The Wang Xianzhi in front of him could almost arouse his interest a little.

"Come again!" Yang Jian shouted, and a three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared out of thin air.

The blade was wrapped in golden thunder, splitting the space and going straight for Wang Xianzhi's throat.

Wang Xianzhi's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he finally stopped holding back: "Emperor Heaven Fist, First Move, Shaking the Heavens!"

After so many years, Wang Xianzhi once again used the long-famous "Emperor's Fist"!

A simple and unpretentious punch was thrown, but it made the heaven and earth tremble.

The fist intent turned into a towering mountain, facing the sword light with a power that shook the world.

"clang--"

The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky.

Yang Jian's sword light was blocked by this punch, and the two separated again.

"Excellent boxing!" Yang Jian exclaimed, the golden light in his Heavenly Eyes growing brighter, "But it's not enough!"

His body spun like a tornado, and the sword light formed an impenetrable field of death.

Wang Xianzhi remained calm, his fists at his waist. "Heavenly Emperor Fist, Second Form, Suppressing the World!"

Both fists were thrown out at the same time, and the fist power turned into endless mountains and rivers.

This punch no longer seeks to destroy, but to suppress everything.

The sword light and fist intention collided, and fine cracks appeared in the space.

"Crack—"

Like a shattered mirror, the space between the two collapsed.

In the dark space cracks, violent void turbulence raged.

Yang Jian and Wang Xianzhi were completely unaware of this and fought madly.

"That's great! After Li Chungang, you are the first opponent who forces me to use my full strength!" Wang Xianzhi's white hair was flying, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eyes opened completely, and a golden light flashed like substance: "Wang Xianzhi, your boxing skills are indeed amazing! But this next move, let's see how you can resist it!"

The three-pointed, double-edged sword floated in front of him, merging with the golden light of the Heavenly Eye.

The blade vibrated, making a humming sound like a dragon's roar.

Yang Jian formed seals with his hands, and the sword light split into thousands, forming a galaxy of sword light.

Wang Xianzhi took a deep breath, knowing that this move could not be taken lightly.

Otherwise he will definitely lose!

He clenched his fists in front of his chest, his entire body seeming to become one with the essence of martial arts: "Emperor Fist·Third Form·Destruction!"

With this punch, the heaven and earth lost their color.

Wherever the fist passed, the space shattered into pieces.

No fancy special effects, just pure destruction.

"Boom—"

The galaxy of sword light and the fist of destruction collided, causing the entire East China Sea to boil.

The entire Wudi City was shaken violently by the aftermath and was almost broken into pieces.

The crowd watching the fight retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by the aftermath.

When Wang Quan Baiye and others saw this, they all took action to resist the aftermath of this move.