Wu Tie jumped off the city wall and the moment he landed, the dozen or so military generals in front of him retreated at the same time.

The black-haired man who had just spoken out of provocation waved his left hand and an object the size of a fist suddenly flew out. Wu Tie could see clearly that it was a portable cave created by the Mo family of the Great Wei Dynasty. It looked like a small building with two floors.

However, the instruments sold to Dawu by Dawei were of high price and of high quality.

The Mo family's own portable cave can accommodate thousands of people, and this small building with a faint yellow light can only accommodate more than a dozen or twenty people, which is at the limit of the internal space.

With a dull sound of "bang", the ten terrifying auras of Dawu shattered the small tower and appeared in front of Wu Tie out of thin air.

A dragon serpent brought out a terrifying wind, accompanied by the harsh dragon roar, and it blasted heavily towards Wu Tie's eyebrows. The thunder lightning was wrapped around the dragon serpent, and there was even a black wind. The black ice roar was gushing. The harsh dragon roar was like thousands of thunders shaking, shaking the void around.

The surprise attack came so violently that Wu Tie still reacted.

It’s really these rough men from Dawu that they can’t act.

Even if they can borrow the power of the supreme artifact and allow them to have the combat power of the divine realm, the ancestors of each family gathered in the military city now have a hundred people on the surface, not to mention the ancestors of the thirteen clans who have already defected to Wu Tie in the city.

The combat power of more than a dozen god realms provokes hundreds of god realms ancestors in person?

These rough men from Dawu are not suitable for such fine work.

With a crisp sound of "ding", Wu Tie suddenly raised his right hand, his five fingers were like iron hooks, and he tightly held the rod of the Panlong Sphur.

The halberd rod as thick as a bowl was shaking violently. The old ancestor Dawu, holding the coiled dragon halberd, raised his muscles all over his body, and blue veins on his forehead jumped, and he shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, and blood was gushing all over his body, and he thrust forward with all his strength.

The halberd rod was bent, and Wu Tie's fingers and the halberd rod were rubbing violently, splashing a large piece of fire.

Wu Tie shook his hand suddenly, and the old ancestor Dawu holding the Panlong Sphur was swung by Wu Tie, who was swinging the people and the halberd. Nine other heavy weapons such as spears and long spears all attacked, and cold lights collided with the Panlong Sphur, making a huge sound.

The Dawu Ancestor holding a dragon halberd shouted in pain. Wu Tie used him as a shield to resist the attacks of the other nine Dawu Ancestors. Two Dawu Ancestors had no time to stop their strength and their weapons hit their companions.

The projection clone of the Shifang Tu Miao Armor was beaten to the point of fire. The armor saw countless cracks cracked on it. The Dawu Ancestor holding the coiled dragon halberd spewed out his old blood, and was so angry that he cursed.

Wu Tie shouted loudly, held the dragon halberd in both hands, waved the long halberd, and threw the Dawu ancestor heavily on the ground.

Dozens of hills near the military city shook at the same time. Even with the rich blood light on the duel battlefield, a deep crack was still cracked on the earth. The Dawu ancestor holding a dragon halberd burst out all his armor, and his bones made a harsh sound, and the bones were shattered into at least thousands.

Wu Tie kicked the ancestor of Dawu with one kick, and the dragon halberd in his hand made a harsh wailing sound. Wu Tie held it tightly and danced like a windmill, and collided wildly with nine other heavy weapons.

The sound of collision shocked Qingqiu, who was watching the battle in the military city, was dizzy for all tribes of the Great Wei tribes. The ancestors of the Divine Realm, including Li Guang and Zhao Xiang, stared at Wu Tie with one man's strength to fight against the siege of the nine ancestors of Dawu.

A little guy in the half-step divine realm.

The old guy who has to bear nine god realms.

Moreover, those nine old guys are also strong in the Great Martial God Kingdom. Their own cultivation is above the third level of the God Realm. After receiving the blessing of the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor, their combat power soared, and they definitely have combat power above the fifth level of the God Realm.

But Wu Tie, who was alone, actually relied on brute force, made nine great martial arts ancestors shake their bodies, their arms trembled, and they kept retreating backwards.

Ten heavy weapons made a harsh wailing sound, and the huge impact force made these ten divine weapons unable to withstand the terrible force. Several spears and long spears burst into pieces in the heavy impact, and a large number of subtle cracks appeared on the gun bar.

The heat gushed around Wu Tie, and a bright light rushed thousands of feet behind him. In the light, there were shadows of weapons such as long halberds, spears, long sticks, and long spears. In his hand, he swept, knocked, and stabbed, and his tricks were varied, combining all the clever numbers of all long weapons.

The dragon halberd was in Wu Tie's hands, like a real living dragon, with its horn top, its teeth tear, its claws split, its tail swing... The storm-like attack enveloped the nine great martial arts ancestors. Wu Tie's attack frequency was faster than the nine opponents combined.

"This guy's martial arts... is so superb?" Wu Ba, who was sitting on the throne in the distance, stood up in horror, staring at Wu Tie with wide eyes.

Even if the Taishang, who is the oldest and practiced for the longest time, is still in the Great Martial God, they usually only know how to practice one kind of martial arts corresponding to weapons throughout their lives.

For example, the owner of the dragon serpent in Wu Tie's hand, this ancestor has only practiced the halberd technique in his life. Other ancestors, those who use guns use guns, those who use spears can cultivate spears, and those who use maces will never practice the relatively light and changeable guns.

After all, the divine weapons of heaven are limited, and innate spiritual weapons are even rare. Many ancestors only have a handy magic weapon in their lives. Who would have nothing to do to practice all the weapons of the 18th squad?

But Wu Tie's performance is really a freak.

Looking at the shadows of the weapons in the bright light behind him, it was obvious that he had practiced all the martial arts corresponding to the weapons to the realm of "entering the Tao" where "the gods are clear and the gods appear" and "the gods appear."

If martial arts reaches the "Entering the Tao" realm, any move will be accompanied by the huge power of heaven and earth, and it can explode ten times or hundreds of times during battle.

However, if any martial arts really wants to be "humanitarian", a normal ancestor of the Divine Realm will have to spend thousands of years polishing his martial arts and undergo countless bloody battles on the battlefield to achieve it, right?

Wu Tie is young, how did he do it?

"This kind of monster, hey, I can't tolerate this kind of monster without mentioning that the gods have orders to kill him." Wu Ba stroked his jaw and murmured: "The Kingdom of Great Wu God cannot tolerate such a person alive unless it is my own son."

Shaking his head, Wu Ba said in a deep voice: "Send an order, and then mobilize another group of troops to pacify this military city for me."

Wu Tie, who was fighting head-on with the nine great martial ancestors, felt his whole body hot. The huge impact force made every cell in his body feel a sense of excitement. The huge pressure made him constantly burst into a stronger resistance force.

Long spear, spear, long spear, long stick... The mystery of all the long weapons slowly flowed through my heart. Suddenly, the figures of various weapons in the bright light behind Wu Tie disappeared at the same time, and only a giant stick figure standing up like a pillar of heaven flashed by.

The dragon halberd whine in despair.

At this moment, all the magic power in Wu Tie's body was injected into the Panlong Salute.

Just like the punch Wu Tie broke out before.

Just like the sword that Wu Tie broke out before.

At this moment, Wu Tie held the dragon halberd tightly in his hands, as if holding a giant pillar supporting the sky, and smashed it forward with all his strength.

With a loud bang, countless thunder dragons landed from the sky, washing the mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles; black sheep horn hurricanes soared from the ground, and rushed straight to the sky with a shrill sound of ghosts; the sheep horn hurricanes and blood mist at the sky, and the thick clouds suddenly rubbed and collided, and layers of blue and blue sky fire rushed down to the ground along the phantom of the dragon halberd in Wu Tie's hand.

The dragon halberd shattered and turned into a straight stick shadow.

Wu Tie roared wildly, behind the divine fetus, on the edge of the projection of the jade plate, and on the 84,000 small lotus leaves, a stick flashed by.

The Great Way of Heaven and Earth was all integrated into this hit.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, insects, fish, spring thunder and autumn rain... In this stick, there are sword energy, sword light, gun power, fist energy... and there are roars and roars from billions of people, and the roars of hundreds of millions of creatures...

One stick, tolerate the world.

Wu Tie's flesh and blood were torn apart, and large pieces of blood were like magma, spewing high temperatures and splashing around.

Wu Tie's passion fell on the nine distorted ancestors of Dawu, burning their flesh and blood, making them sniff. The large pieces of flesh and blood were burned into blue smoke by Wu Tie's blood, and even penetrated into their bones.

The nine great martial arts ancestors, and the ancestor who was lying on the ground, with bones shattered and unable to stand up for a long time, no matter which martial arts they were practicing, their divine fetus was shaking and trembling. Their martial arts, and even the thunder, gale wind, Xuanbing, and the earth, were shaking and shaking.

Before the stick shadow blasted by Wu Tie touched their bodies, their "Tao" had begun to shatter.

Their divine fetus is disintegrating.

Their bodies are shattering.

With a loud bang, Wu Tie slapped heavily on the ground.

A stick of shadow rushed out a hundred miles long, and all the hills along the way were instantly annihilated, leaving a straight mark of about a mile wide, a hundred miles long, and a depth of ten thousand feet.

Ten great martial ancestors and more than a dozen great martial generals were destroyed.

Jingguan, which was also blocked in front of Wu Tie, was formed by the heads of hundreds of ancestors of the two countries and more than ten thousand generals of the two countries, was completely unharmed and quietly suspended above the marks.

This trick is so tyrannical.

This is so gentle.

The ultimate tyranny and gentleness condensed into this stick, "killing" and "staying" as you please, this stick is very close to the "Dao of Heaven".

After the stick was blown out, Wu Tie's clothes were broken. His arms, his upper body, and all his flesh were torn apart, and dense cracks were covered with all his body. His body seemed to be likely to collapse at any time.

He was breathing heavily, and every pore in his body was squirting blood and sweating.

A large number of thumb-sized blood beads with bright colors and bright luster were suspended around. Wu Tie took a deep breath. The blood beads flowing out of his body were like gems, flying back and reorganized into his body along the wounds on his body.

When these blood beads hit the body, they made a crisp sound of "dingding".

Wu Ba was shocked, and the many great martial ancestors around Wu Ba were shocked. Countless Dawu's half-step divine realm generals were distorted, looking at Wu Tie as if he was a ghost.

A great general who did not believe in evil secretly drew his sword and slashed his arm and thigh.

A large piece of blood was spewed out. They imitated Wu Tie's appearance and used their magic power to control their blood to clot into blood beads, and then sucked it back into their bodies.

When their blood hits their bodies, it was a muffled sound of "puff" or a ticking sound, which was impossible to be like Wu Tie. When the blood beads hit their bodies, it was like a big bead and a small bead fell into a jade plate.

"How did that guy's body be so tempered?"

Not only the juniors in the half-step divine realm are trying secretly, but at least twenty great martial arts ancestors are also doing such experiments.

They are all physical cultivation, and their divine bodies have been polished and refined for tens of thousands of years. Their arms can shake the sea with a swaying of their arms, and a drop of blood can shatter the mountains. But their blood cannot have such an abnormal sign like Wu Tie.

Obviously, Wu Tie is only half a step into the Divine Realm, but his body... is far beyond these great martial arts veterans' qualifications as ancestors of the Divine Realm.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and all the passing blood returned to his body. The huge amount of essence and blood energy rolled, and the cracks on the body were healing quickly. With a wave of his hand, two Jingguans flew onto the city wall. Naturally, children of all races properly handled these heads.

"Wu Ba, do you think, who can win this time?" Wu Tie looked at Wu Ba and others on the mountain a hundred miles away, and waved to them with a smile: "Who do you think can win?"

Wu Ba was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed at Wu Tie: "King An Huo Xiong, it's true that you are a hero. Unfortunately, you are not my great martial arts minister, otherwise I would have called you as my son-in-law... Tsk, it's a pity, it's a pity that you are destined to die."

Wu Ba suddenly drew out his sword and split his throne into two pieces with a fierce sword.

"Transfer my will. When you meet King An Huo Xiong, you will retreat for the time being... Hehe, when all the people from the Great Wei and Qingqiu are slaughtering all the people in Dawei, they will use the power of the country to kill King An Huo Xiong."

Wu Ba pointed at Wu Tie and smiled and said, "Your King An Huo Xiong, you are destined to die. You can kill ten masters of the Divine Realm, you can kill a hundred, you can kill a thousand... But my Dawu has entered the battlefield this time, and there are about 4,000 powerful people in the Divine Realm, and nearly 100,000 children in the Divine Realm in half-step!"

"A hundred thousand erlangs, who are blessed by the Supreme Divine Artifact, each of them has the combat power of the Divine Realm!"

"Can you kill 100,000 gods?" Wu Ba shouted loudly: "Can you?"

Wu Tie remained silent.

The stick just now had all his strength.

Killing ten great martial arts ancestors with one stick is the limit that Wu Tie can do now.
To be continued...