Chapter: 4064

This is the moment.

Boom!

On the mountain peak hundreds of meters away on the opposite side, a figure laughed wildly, stomped on both feet, and a tree that was decades old under him was crushed, and the whole person galloped like a sharp arrow. A few trees tapped their toes and gracefully landed on the boulder in the center.

"coming!"

"Qiao Sen!" This person has a tall posture, as if the whole world is under his feet, and he looks forward to the left: "They are already here, why don't you show up?"

"I'm just waiting for you."

A figure in black floated over, truly floating at a low altitude of more than ten meters.

Storm King!

Not only is he proficient in the two secret arts of the ventilation system, he is also proficient in the move 'Storming Waves', which is the reason for his fame.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han withdrew his hand slightly.

Forget it, let Mengmeng watch the battle first, it's good to have a buffer.

For a long time, Mengmeng has grown up in a good life, and she is very weird. Zhang Han estimates that she will be dull for a few days when she sees the real martial arts world. After she passes and recognizes it, she can accept it.

Everything must have a process.

"In today's battle, you and I will be divided into high and low, and life and death. If you kill you, I will aspire to the position of martial arts master!"

Qiao Sen's face was serious, because the opponent was a very powerful opponent, and he was under a lot of pressure.

"Hahaha, Qiao Sen, don't you really think that you can compare with me after learning a few rubbish kung fu moves? Today, I will sacrifice my martial arts will with your Qiao Sen's blood! Don't worry, after you die, I will succeed Martial Dao Grandmaster, I will erect a monument for you in my hut."

An He, King of Storms, looked like a sinister and cunning person, and his words were full of sarcasm, as if he looked down on Qiao Sen.

"kill!"

Qiao Sen's eyes were cold, and he didn't say much harsh words. He moved and rushed forward.

The two fought on top of five boulders.

Various powerful moves caused the huge boulder above to fly across the sky, and the aftermath swept in, making the surrounding trees rustle. One can imagine how powerful the energy in the battle circle is.

Just after three strokes, among the thousands of martial artists on the field, there are more than a dozen people standing in groups of three or four in every corner, sighing lightly when they saw this, and murmured:

"An He, he has already reached this point. He is only a step away from being a martial arts master."

"He is the first secular martial artist to become a martial arts master after Zhu Qiang left. His future is limitless. Qiao Sen is afraid that he will be defeated."

"Thinking back in those days, in the golden age of the martial arts world, the demon king Ye Longyuan, the witch Mu Xue, the Xiaopeng king Shi Fenghou, Su Beimu, Yan Chen, Ding Jiuming, Jiang Bing, Chen Shenwang, too many strong people, and That is the ruthless king Zhang Hanyang, who is like nothing in the world. That is a myth. Now it has disappeared. The martial arts world has changed. A new generation replaces the old ones. I don’t know when I can witness the demeanor of those people again. Fighting is just a small fight."

"It's a pity that I haven't been in contact with the martial arts world for a long time. At that time, I was a dark martial artist, and I haven't even seen those people's supreme demeanor a few times."

"In this world, there are only a few places like Xinyue Mountain and Xiaoshijie where you can see the strong. The secular world has to wait a few years, that's all, I won't watch this battle that has already been concluded. Let's go back to the Martial World."

"..."

Among the dozen or so people, most of them were the disciples of the Small World Sect. After a few glances, they were dull, not as exciting as their appetizers on the eve of the Sect Grand Competition.

In the current situation, even the disciples of the small world sect rarely saw Ye Longyuan, Chen Changqing or even Zhang Han. The group of tens of thousands of warriors who left more than five years ago were almost all masters or above, and some even The masters also sought opportunities, and their influence on the martial arts world is still not low.