Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

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The Great War blasted out of the tiankeng, which was already filled with water seeping from the depths of the earth.

Even after a long time, the water in the tiankeng is still red, and there are broken bone fragments everywhere on the edge of the pit.

A warrior squatted on the edge of the pit, picked up the broken bones in front of him, picked out the broken bones belonging to the human race, and carefully restrained them.

Once Shanhaiguan was bombed, not only the entire majestic Guancheng disappeared, but also the surrounding ancillary buildings.

A huge city poured with alloy molten iron was re-established in the north of the tiankeng.

On the top of the city, battle flags are flying, warriors shake hands with long spears, carry horizontal knives on their backs, and their eyes are like lightning.

On the top of the wall, a blood-colored figure sat cross-legged.

When all the warriors looked at the bloody figure, their eyes showed reverence.

Since the ninth generation of the human race, the first ninth-level powerhouse.

More than [-] years ago, Yu Shanhaiguan turned the tide.

Today, 140 years later, we are once again turning the tide.

The Great Elder, who was practicing, slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked towards the Northern Demon Territory.

At this moment, his actions attracted the warriors stationed around him.

In the past few days, not a few human warriors have entered the demon realm, and many have returned.

Just when everyone thought it was the demon clan coming again, at the end of the wilderness of the northern demon domain, a crimson flame shot into the sky.

At first, it was like burning clouds in the sky, and then the flames became clearer and clearer.

Soon, the warriors who were cleaning up the battlefield outside the city and collecting the remains of the human race raised their heads and looked towards the north.

Monster Race!

The red flames blazed straight into the air from the ground, like a big torch.

"Someone!"

As the red torch got closer, someone finally saw that there was a person under the red flame.

"That is……"

"It's Feather of the Monster Race!"

Soon, some warriors figured out what the red torch tens of meters high was.

It was clearly a gigantic flame feather.

"Breaking the battalion commander!"

"It's the commander of the broken barracks!"

"Why did the commander of the broken army camp come back with a demon feather on his shoulders?"

call!

When the flame feathers approached, the warriors who had restrained their bones in the battlefield were the first to feel the impact from the flame feathers.

The figures retreated one after another, feeling as if they were going to be burned to ashes when Ling Yu approached.

When a seventh-rank martial artist retreated a hundred meters in the air, his face turned pale with shock, and he said, "Demon King Lingyu!"

Demon King Lingyu!

In a word, spread all over the world.

Suddenly, countless warriors were in an uproar.

what?

The demon feathers are like flags, exuding the aura of raging flames. Wherever they pass, it is unbearable for all warriors to retreat.

This feeling makes it difficult for them to look directly.

Clang!

With a clang, a 30-meter-long flame plume was thrown out by Li Shenzhi, spanning hundreds of meters, and smashed to the ground outside the city.

Boom!

The violent flames swept across, and the warriors stationed on the top of the city avoided one after another.

"The two venerables who came back said that you already have an eighth-level combat power, but they still underestimated you."

The Great Elder glanced at Ling Yu and spoke, but his voice spread all around.

"It seems that a new demon king has been born in the demon clan. It must be Huoyanjiu. You pulled back his most important demon feathers. Your combat power..."

The ninth-order demon king Flame Dove.

The eighth-level leader of the army!

In an instant, the warriors around passively accepted two messages that surprised them.Jumping up in the air and landing on the top of the wall, Li Shenzhi said modestly: "It's a fluke, I'm not as strong as the Great Elder thinks, I've just been promoted to the early stage of the eighth rank."

Chapter 163 The New Martial Arts Laws Line Up and Be Beaten Venerables

on the city head.

The corner of Shanhaiguan Lord Hou Wanshi's mouth twitched, his eyes widened.

Do you call your own strength the eighth stage early stage?

so...

Almost, words of praise popped out of his mouth.

But sensing the surging energy and blood in Li Shenzhi's body, in the end, Hou Wanshi chose to truly praise him.

"You are the first person in the ninth generation to be the eighth-level person. Congratulations."

Hou Wanshi came up, clasped his hands together, and couldn't stop looking at Li Shenzhi.

For a person who is not even [-] years old, the combat power of martial arts practice made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

"Remember that among our eighth generation, the first eighth-level martial artist appeared in 856, and you are almost 20 years ahead of schedule."

With that said, Hou Wanshi leaned forward and beeped softly.

"Is there any good way, teach us."

Hou Wanshi, the lord of Shanhaiguan, is definitely a flirt. Don't look at the desperate Saburo when he fights with monsters.

But his appearance is coquettish enough.

Obviously the same age as Fang Ziyue, the owner of Donghai Customs, Fang Ziyue had silver hair and gray hair earlier, and his old face was covered with chrysanthemums.

As for Hou Wanshi, he still looks like a middle-aged man, and he looks a little handsome, and his clothes are not even pleated.

"Teach me, I will also abuse the old Fang."

Seeing the eagerness in Hou Wanshi's eyes, Li Shenzhi's thought moved.

"Okay, I really have a wonderful way to practice, I wonder if Master Hou Guan is willing to learn it."

"True biography?"

Hou Wanshi's eyes lit up, and he just asked casually, but he didn't expect to get a reply.

However, he looked at the vague smile on the corner of Li Shenzhi's mouth, so he felt a bad feeling.

……

Boom!

Outside the city of Shanhaiguan, the martial artist who was collecting the bones heard the roar, glanced at the distant mountains, then lowered his head and continued to work.

Boom!

Not long after, it happened again.

In the mountains, the smoke and dust billowed, and the handsome old man flew up from the pile of rocks, the sky was full of smog, and his clothes were wrinkled.

"No more fights, no more fights, I'm convinced, and you will be my big brother from now on."

Laohou, who flew out from the pile of rocks, waved his left hand repeatedly, and clasped his chest with his right hand.

Why do you call this the eighth stage early stage.

He is the pinnacle of the eighth step!

In the world, there is no peak eighth level who was beaten by the early eighth level.

"Brother Li, your combat power is unparalleled."

At this moment, Hou Wanshi opened his mouth and changed his name directly.

I used to be called Shenzhi, and I could rely on myself as the eighth rank, but now...forget it...forbearance counts for a while.

"Admiration, admiration, at the beginning of the eighth level, it's so terrifying."

"It's so scary!"

On the mountaintop in the distance, the Great Elder stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing Hou Wanshi being blasted into the mountain again and again, he couldn't help but nodded.

"it is good!"

Hearing this, the corner of Hou Wanshi's mouth twitched.

Does the Great Elder think it is better for him to be beaten himself, or for Li Shenzhi to beat him up?

It is better to be beaten by the king than to be beaten.

Rubbing his old face, Hou Wanshi felt relieved. Fortunately, his face was fine. He has been unrestrained all his life, and it has been on his face, so he can't be broken.

At this moment, Hou Wanshi saw Li Shenzhi coming in the air, and said with a smile, "Come on, make a registration."

"???"

Now Lao Hou is confused, he still needs to register after being beaten?

Li Shenzhi turned on the phone, the light curtain fell down, and he kept clicking with his fingers to pull out a form.

The beginning of the form, number 001.

Name: Hou Wanshi

Boundary: Eighth-order peak

Five Elements: Gold Lines

Qi and blood sea: fourteen feet square

Liquidity of qi and blood: [-]%

Physical strength: around the beginning of the sixth level

"You are this?"

Seeing himself being beaten and being recorded, Lao Hou was a little speechless.

Li Shenzhi looked at the data in front of him. The purpose of collecting data was very simple, to confirm his path of practice and find ways to improve it.

Then, let's see if there is any possibility for the eighth-rank warriors of the human race to make up for their foundation.

Of course, the data of only Hou Guanzhu is absolutely unacceptable. He will collect many copies, not only the eighth-level ones, but even the seventh-level ones.

"You are going to improve the method of practice."

Lao Hou was not stupid either, seeing Li Shenzhi like this, he had already guessed in his heart.

There is no limit to martial arts, those who achieve it come first, and strength is the ultimate principle.

He could feel the surging qi and blood on Li Shenzhi's body, like a furnace, which he couldn't feel from other eighth-ranked venerables of the human race.

"No wonder the energy and blood of warriors in your broken barracks are stronger than those of the same level. This is the effect of the new method."

Dao means to benefit the world at the same time. Lao Hou agrees with Li Shenzhi's approach.

The human race has always been a whole.

The monster clan is attacking, weak warriors are not afraid of the monster clan, and they will not retreat in a deadly battle. The righteousness of the clan comes first.

The strong are successful in practice, and it is the same to improve the martial arts in retrospect.

For more than 900 years, the human race has been able to forge ahead because everyone has worked together and never left.