Lost!
Sima Changkong looked at Li Zhige across from him solemnly, and without hiding his admiration he said, "Young man, your aura is amazing. Even my aura has been suppressed by you."
"But young man, you have to be careful. Back then, I was rampant in the world and smashed a hill with these fists. Facing you, I don't dare to hold back. If you can't take my punch, you will most likely be shattered to pieces."
Li Zhige grinned, showing his neat and white teeth, and smiled at Sima Changkong, "Senior, Li was once famous for his magic fist. Compared with fists, Li has never been afraid of anyone."
"It's just that Li's punch has two thousand years of skill. I'm afraid senior can't stop it."
Sima Changkong frowned, "Boy, you are really good at joking. I am almost a hundred years old, but I only have more than ninety years of skill. You are only in your early thirties, how can you have two thousand years of skill?"
Li Zhige didn't explain, but smiled and said, "Senior, won't you know if you try it?"
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
Sima Changkong's expression was solemn, and veins sprouted on his forehead, squirming like a small snake.
His face was flushed with blood, and his fist was shining with white light. Before the fist was fired, Li Zhige knew that he could smash a small mountain.
At this moment, Sima Changkong seemed to have become the Martial Saint Guan Yunchang.
Li Zhige's eyes flickered, observing Sima Changkong's condition.
Sima Changkong stimulated the blood flow to accelerate, thus stimulating the strength of the body. In addition, he had more than 90 years of pure Qi, supplemented by his domineering fists and fists.
It can be expected that this punch must be a shocking punch.
Sure enough, we should not underestimate the world's heroes. There will always be some amazing and talented people in the world. Dugu Feng was like this, and so was Sima Changkong in front of him.
The difference is that Dugu Feng has not yet grown up, while Sima Changkong is already the strongest man who has dominated the world for an era.
Li Zhige raised his hand and clenched his fist.
With one move, break Kunlun!
boom!
The two punched at the same time.
In an instant, the storm raged, flying sand and rocks.
With the two people at the center, layers of air waves spread towards the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the heaven and earth seemed to shake.
When the air wave dissipated, the ground under Li Zhige's feet sank a layer, while Sima Changkong flew several tens of meters away and fell heavily to the ground, with bright blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
On the treetop, Yin Tao, a girl in white, opened her small mouth and could not close it for a long time.
That was the unparalleled era, Sima Changkong, who dominated the mountains and rivers with his fists!
Fifty years ago, no one dared to challenge Sima Changkong's fist.
Fifty years later, I don't think Sima Changkong could even receive a punch from his nephew!
Master Nephew, how many people's skills has he absorbed? Five or six hundred years is almost the limit. How could he have an astonishing two thousand years of skill?
Li Zhige stepped in front of Sima Changkong and looked at the sluggish old man with calm eyes, "Senior, it seems you can't take down Li."
spit!
Sima Changkong spat out blood foam and said with a bitter smile, "Do you really have two thousand years of skill?"
Li Zhige didn't answer.
Sima Changkong continued, "I have met Xiaoyaozi, and I have also met Li Canghai. They also practice Beiming Divine Art, but they can accumulate five or six hundred years of power. Why can you accumulate such terrifying power?"
"Freak! You are really a freak! No wonder the world calls you the devil. You are worthy of the title of devil."
"The waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! I lost. If you want to kill me, I will never complain."
Li Zhige frowned, his mood finally fluctuated, and asked Sima Changkong, "Senior Sima, have you met Xiaoyaozi?"
Sima Changkong nodded, "Fifty years ago, I met Xiaoyaozi and Li Canghai. At that time, I was invincible in the world, but I was defeated by Li Canghai. From that time on, I gave birth to the desire to retire. With his thoughts in mind, he hid in the palace."
Li Zhige asked, "Senior, do you know where Xiaoyaozi is?"
Sima Changkong shook his head, "I don't know. Maybe he is wandering somewhere in the world, or maybe he is dead. Xiaoyaozi was almost two hundred years old at that time. Fifty years have passed, and he is not a god. There is a high probability that he is died."
Li Zhige stopped asking. It seemed that Sima Changkong did not know the whereabouts of Xiaoyaozi.
Looking at Sima Changkong in front of him, Li Zhige said calmly, "Senior, please go back. Go back and tell the little emperor not to provoke Li again. This time, Li can not argue with him. If there is a next time, Li will definitely Don’t spare him.”
Sima Changkong nodded, "Taizu Zhao Kuangyin was the first hero. I was taught by Taizu when I was young, so when I got older, I remembered the kindness of Taizu's guidance and wanted to do something for the Song Dynasty and the common people. It’s just that none of the descendants of Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong have achieved success.”
"Don't worry, I will definitely persuade that boy Zhao Xu to be more pragmatic when I get back, and stop being too ambitious all day long."
"But that punch of yours was really hard. It damaged my foundation. Originally, I could live for more than ten years, but now that I have received this punch from you, I am afraid that I will not live for two years."
With that said, Sima Changkong stood up from the ground tremblingly, straightened his robes, and headed towards Bianliang.
Seeing that there was no movement here, Mei Lan, Zhu and Ju ran all the way over. They looked at Li Zhige with worried eyes and asked with concern, "Lord, are you not injured?"
Li Zhige shook his head and watched Sima Changkong leave.
After Sima Changkong disappeared, Li Zhige turned to look at the woods in the distance and said calmly, "The fight is over. There is no fun for you to continue watching. Why don't you leave?"
"Good nephew, this is the first time we meet, how can there be any reason to drive my uncle away?"
After Li Zhige finished speaking, a girl in white floated from the treetops in the distance and landed in front of Li Zhige like a fairy.
Seeing this person, Mei Lan Zhu Ju frowned.
Isn't this the one named Li Qiushui? How come she appears here? How come the scar on her face disappeared and she became so much younger?
Li Zhige looked at the girl in front of him and frowned slightly.
That's right, the woman in front of her is not an old woman of eighty or ninety years old, but a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Her appearance is somewhat similar to Wang Yuyan, but her temperament and demeanor are completely different.
Li Canghai and Li Qiushui are twin sisters. They were born on the same day and are both almost ninety years old now. It's just that the Li Canghai in front of him has no trace of old age, but is full of the vitality of a girl.
After looking at Li Canghai for a moment, Li Zhige suddenly asked, "Uncle, have you rejuvenated yourself once?"
The girl blinked and circled around Li Zhige. She did not answer first, but rubbed her smooth chin and said, "My dear nephew, you are really smart. You actually performed the Everlasting Eternal Spring Technique on your own. My senior brother and two senior sisters are much smarter."
Li Zhige grinned and said, "Uncle Master, not only are you ageless, but you are also ageless in heart. You are really as young as a girl."
Li Canghai blinked, shocked Li Zhige, lifted up his black hair on his temples, and asked with a smile, "Why, my nephew likes a woman like my uncle?"
Li Zhige stopped smiling, his expression calmed down, his tone was also very calm, and he asked Li Canghai, "May I ask Uncle Master, where is Master Master?"
