Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

Although the other party was also extremely talented, there was a twelve-year gap between the two of them.

What’s more, Wang Xianzhi is good at boxing, not swordsmanship.

Wang Xianzhi was not shaken by these words. He just slowly raised his fists, and a faint golden aura flowed above the fists.

"Well, that kid will be disrespectful!"

The wind from the river suddenly blew up, and Wang Xianzhi's robe rustled.

He stepped back half a step with his right leg and blocked his chest with his left fist. Before he could unleash his fist, the river water within three feet around him began to flow backwards.

"Move!"

With a low shout, Wang Xianzhi's right fist shot out like a dragon emerging from the sea.

Wherever the fist passed, the air exploded with an unbearable sound, and the surface of the river was plowed by the wind from the fist, leaving a gully about ten feet deep.

Li Chungang's eyes lit up.

The wooden horse and ox had not yet been unsheathed, but the sword energy had already spontaneously protected its master, forming a three-foot air wall in front of it.

"boom!"

The fists and swords collided, and the sound was like thunder.

The bluestone under Li Chungang's feet cracked inch by inch, and he was knocked back three feet by the punch.

"What a great move."

"But that's not enough!"

Wang Xianzhi said nothing, but rushed forward like a ghost.

He crossed his fists, his left fist was like a seal, and his right fist was like a hammer but not a hammer.

Li Chungang pointed his fingers together and made a stroke.

"Zheng——"

The Trojan Horse Ox had not been unsheathed, but an invisible sword energy had already shot out!

In an instant, the entire Yangtze River seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, the water surface suddenly stopped, and then -

"boom!!"

A sword mark a thousand feet long split open on the surface of the river!

The river water parted to both sides, revealing the riverbed. Wherever the sword energy passed, even the air was cut off, forming a brief vacuum!

This sword is more powerful than the previous one that opened the river eight hundred feet high!

Wang Xianzhi's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not retreat. Instead, he suddenly took a step forward and punched out with both fists!

"Zhenhai!"

"roar--"

The fist wind was like a tiger's roar. The moment a golden fist force collided with the invisible sword energy, a terrifying shock wave swept in all directions, the rocks on the river bank collapsed, and the waves rushed into the sky!

Wang Xianzhi groaned as the tip of his fist was cut by the sword energy and blood dripped down his wrist.

But he was not repelled. Instead, he took advantage of the impact of the sword and moved like lightning, rushing straight towards Li Chungang!

"Oh?" Li Chungang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wang Xianzhi's fist could actually counter his sword energy!

"interesting."

Li Chungang finally became a little serious, raised his hand and grabbed it, lifting it mainly with the scabbard.

The sword is extremely sharp.

"clang——"

The sword roared like a dragon's roar, resounding through the sky!

Li Chungang took a step forward, the sword light was like a rainbow, and he slashed directly at Wang Xianzhi!

Wang Xianzhi crossed his fists, and the force of his fists suddenly changed, transforming into the first move of "Emperor of Heaven Fist" - "Shaking the Sky"!

After obtaining the "Emperor Fist", he integrated the principles of yin and yang and developed a total of five versions after being infinitely weakened.

With his current strength, he can only throw this one punch!

"boom!!"

At the moment when the fist and sword collided, a terrifying shock wave erupted, the river water within a radius of a hundred feet was completely evaporated, the riverbed cracked, and the rocks collapsed!

"Boom—"

The entire Wudang Mountain was shaking!

On the mountaintop, Zhang Fuyao said solemnly, "The power of this sword is even greater than that of the Hundred-foot Sword."

Tushan Honghong's eyes were deep: "His fist can actually withstand that guy's sword..."

But Zhang Fuyao shook his head and said, "No, it was Sword Master Li who held back!"

"The sword has not yet been unsheathed, and the scabbard is the main thing. The sword energy that is slashed out will naturally be countless times weaker!"

On the river bank, the battle has reached a fever pitch!

Wang Xianzhi's punches were getting faster and faster, and each punch carried the power to collapse mountains and split the earth, forcing Li Chungang to swing his sword to block!

But Li Chungang looked like he was strolling leisurely.

It seemed as if every move of the opponent was within his expectations.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

The two exchanged dozens of moves, and blood was already flowing from the corner of Wang Xianzhi's mouth, but his eyes became more fierce.

——He is waiting!

Waiting for an opportunity to win with one punch.

Every sword strike by Li Chungang contains supreme sword intent.

But there is a drawback, the other party does not take me seriously.

Wang Xianzhi's fists were frantically adapting to these sword intentions, commonly known as being beaten.

Waiting for an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

But how could Li Chungang not know what the other party was thinking?

Suddenly he burst into laughter: "Good! A good way to break the sword with a fist!"

He suddenly sheathed his sword, the wooden horse and ox hanging at his side, the tip of the sword trembling slightly.

"If you can take this next strike, you will win this battle."

"Sword Master Li, it doesn't matter whether I win or not. If I take this sword, I hope you can agree to one request of mine!"

Faced with Wang Xianzhi's request, Li Chungang agreed without thinking.

"Okay, if you can take this sword, I'll promise you that!"

Wang Xianzhi took a deep breath, slowly put his fists at his waist, and the energy in his body surged like a tide.

Li Chungang said no more, but gently lifted up the wooden horse and cow, pointing the scabbard to the sky.

"This sword is called 'One Sword Makes the Immortal Kneel'!"

"boom--"

When the sword falls, the sky and the earth lose their color!

The entire sky seemed to be split open by this sword, the clouds split apart, and sunlight poured down like a river from the sky!

Wang Xianzhi's fists were shaking wildly, and his fist energy was running to the extreme, but the power of this sword was far beyond his limit!

"Crack—"

Cracks appeared in the fist barrier!

Wang Xianzhi groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he still did not retreat!

"Break it... for me!!"

He roared angrily and punched out with both fists, actually shattering most of Li Chungang's "One Sword Immortal Kneeling" sword energy!

"boom!!"

The remaining sword energy exploded, and Wang Xianzhi was knocked back dozens of feet. His feet plowed two deep grooves on the river bank. Finally, he knelt on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he took the sword!

Li Chungang put away his sword, his eyes full of admiration: "Excellent boxing skills."

Wang Xianzhi slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a fist: "Thank you Sword God for your guidance. I hope Sword God will keep his word!"

At this time, he was already exhausted, but he still managed to stand up.

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Fuyao let out a long sigh, and a barely perceptible ripple flashed in Tu Shanhong's eyes.

In this battle, any discerning person can see that the gap between the two is too big!

However, although Wang Xianzhi was defeated, his fist had shaken Li Chungang's sword!

Chapter 83 If Li Chungang had not been born, the sword path would have been in darkness forever!

Although Wang Xianzhi was defeated in this battle, he still won honor!

There are only a handful of young people in the past thousands of years who can challenge a sword god who is about to reach the peak of his power.

And today, Wang Xianzhi proved his talent and strength with the power of a single punch.

Although he was defeated in the end, he still won the battle with honor!

This battle is destined to go down in the history of the martial arts world.

Seeing that the battle was over, Zhang Fuyao hurried to Wang Xianzhi's side.

Luck supported the other person's body that was about to fall.

The power of "Emperor's Fist" is not only terrifying, but also consumes a lot of energy.

Wang Xianzhi's punch just now seemed ordinary, but it was actually comparable to the Demon King's full-strength attack!

With one punch, the earth shook!

This punch seemed simple and unpretentious, but wherever the punch passed, the air twisted and the ground cracked, as if even the space was about to be torn apart by this punch!

Even any one of the four demon kings would never dare to take this punch head-on!

However, Li Chungang just smiled faintly, raised the scabbard in his hand slightly, and a sword energy slashed across the sky.

The sword energy actually tore through the fist force directly, and the remaining power remained undiminished, heading straight for Wang Xianzhi!

The gap is so huge!

In the distance, two figures stood quietly, taking in the entire battle.

"This sword is truly terrifying!" Zhang Sanfeng sighed, stroking his beard.

"Even when I was young, I didn't think I could strike with this sword at this age!"

The six-eared macaque standing next to him had a solemn expression, with complex lights flashing in his eyes.

She whispered, "Although this sword skill cannot match that of Lu Dongxuan back then, he is well-deserved of the title 'Sword God'."

This is not a compliment, it is the truth.

And Wang Xianzhi was able to shake the sword with his fist. Although he was defeated, he was proud of himself!

"Thank you Sword God for your guidance. I, a Wudang disciple, may have offended you just now. Please forgive me!"

Zhang Fuyao saluted Li Chungang.

"Master Zhang, you're too polite. It's just a sparring match, not an offense."

It's really not an offense, because it's not even an exchange of ideas.

Li Chungang had just started to warm up.