Ding Mu took back his hand and said, "Is the fighting style of your witch people really straightforward? Then how do you explain the fighting skills that are deeply rooted in Wu Qiong's bloodline? Are these fighting skills told to him by others?"

The skinny figure shook his head, stared at his fist for a few seconds, and suddenly let out a low roar. His skinny body suddenly began to grow in size. In just over ten seconds, he changed from the appearance of a skinny old man to a man over two meters tall.

Two muscular men.

His thick limbs, casserole-like fists, bronze skin, and dazzling eyes all show great strength.

“Come again!!”

He didn't want to admit that what he just said about the shaman's fighting method was wrong, so he had to defeat Ding Mu in this way!

Ding Mu moved his body and was ready for a battle with the opponent, but he was not nervous at all, because he had already judged from the fluctuation of the opponent's aura that the opponent had cultivated to an earth-shattering level, and his body had undergone earth-shaking changes, and even

I have developed some magical powers through cultivation, and this kind of cultivation is equivalent to the Zen state of a Qi practitioner!

The master who has entered the Zen realm was only possible more than three thousand years ago. It is second only to the immortal master. Under today's spiritual energy concentration conditions, it is impossible to achieve it.

Judging from the fluctuations of this man's aura, he was at least a witch from more than 3,000 years ago, but at that time the shaman inheritance had withered. I was afraid that there would never be another witch besides him, so he

He would find a place to live in seclusion without any reputation being spread. Similarly, he would not know Ding Mu's reputation. Otherwise, the two would not know each other even after meeting.

Ding Mu should find it interesting to be a powerful shaman who has cultivated to the level of earth-shattering, right?

As a witch, Wu Qiong was most sensitive to the pressure of this shaman who had lived for more than three thousand years. He couldn't help but take two steps back. Only then did he realize that there was such a big gap between him and the other person!

Although there is only one Integration Realm between the Blood Marrow Realm and the Earth-covering Realm, the changes brought about by both the Integral Realm and the Earth-covering Realm are extremely obvious. Even if a hundred Wu Qiong are added together, there will be no difference.

May be the opponent's opponent.

Under this pressure, Lin Shihui had to take more than ten steps back. Now she was only in the Naqi realm, and she was not a pervert like Ding Mu. Of course, she would not have been able to block this pressure. If Wu Qiong hadn't rushed in time,

He came over and took some of the pressure from her, but she was afraid she would continue to retreat.

With a low roar, the shaman who transformed into a muscular man rushed towards Ding Mu. He still struck out with his right fist, straight and without any fancy. He was determined to resolve the battle with the way he thought was correct.

Ding Mu still refused to dodge and fought fist to fist. He heard a bang and a huge force spread out from the center of Ding Mu's fist. The surrounding trees and rocks could not withstand the impact and were broken in an instant.

, rushed into the sky, but fortunately Wu Qiong blocked most of the impact, so Lin Shihui was not injured.

After the punch, Ding Mu remained motionless. Three points of pain and seven points of shock flashed across the muscular wizard's face. The punch just now had used 90% of his strength. More than three thousand years ago, he could have defeated a person with one punch.

Why is it ineffective against Ding Mu when he is a powerful person in the Zen realm?

Ding Mu didn't care about this. These two punches already made him feel a little interesting. After finally meeting a shaman who had lived for more than three thousand years, how could he let it go so easily?

You have to have a good fight anyway, right?

So Ding Mu took the initiative to attack. Just like the opponent, Ding Mu punched without any fancy, even the trajectory of the fist did not change. If there is anything outstanding about this punch, it is that it is very powerful.

,Very big.

The muscular wizard knew that he might not be Ding Mu's opponent in terms of strength, but at this time he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the blow. However, Ding Mu's punch turned out to be one punch after another, without any

Intermittent, even one punch faster than the other!

The result was that the muscular wizard was defeated steadily by Ding Mu's fists. In just ten seconds, he was beaten from one end of the mountain to the other by Ding Mu.

The powerful force erupted from each punch created countless ripples visible to the naked eye, sending everything on the top of the mountain flying away. Only Wu Qiong's strong body prevented him and Lin Shihui from being affected.

Seeing that the muscular wizard was about to fall off the top of the mountain, Ding Mu retracted his fist and said, "Happy!"

Although Ding Mu doesn't agree with the muscular wizard's views on fighting, he has to say that his fighting style is really good at relieving his anger and venting his inner unhappiness.

The muscular wizard's hands kept shaking. During the fist fight with Ding Mu just now, he almost couldn't bear it. If Ding Mu hadn't stopped in time, his hands would have been broken!

"Who are you? With the current concentration of spiritual energy on earth, it is impossible for a freak like you to exist."

Ding Mu smiled and said, "Don't you know what's going on with you? Why are you still asking me?"

The muscular wizard fell silent. Not only Ding Mu, but also his cultivation level in the Earth-shattering Realm cannot be achieved with the concentration of spiritual energy on earth now. Therefore, Ding Mu must be an old monster who has lived for a long time.

Even longer than he lived.

Although the shaman's bloodline is powerful, it is not immortal. After cultivating to the earth-shattering realm, he has a lifespan of nearly four thousand years. However, as the spiritual energy on the earth becomes increasingly thinner, his lifespan has been significantly reduced. Today's

He has entered his twilight years, and without this spiritual energy tide, he will almost be dead in a dozen years.

Even if there is a spiritual energy tide, if the spiritual energy concentration cannot reach the concentration of more than three thousand years ago, he will still die. The only difference is that he can live a few more years.

Wu Qiong and Lin Shihui couldn't understand the riddle between them, and looked puzzled. Ding Mu obviously didn't want to continue to argue on this topic, but asked: "What is your name? You have such cultivation, in your place

In this age, he should not be an unknown person."

"Mang, my name is Mang."

Ding Mu smiled. This name is very distinctive. No wonder Mang's fighting style is so straightforward.

But after laughing, Ding Mu suddenly remembered something and asked: "Is the tribe you were born in called the Ehuo tribe?"

Mang's face changed obviously, "You, how do you know about our Ehuo tribe?"

Ding Mu came to Mang, lowered his voice and said: "Guess how I know you are from the Ehuo tribe? In fact, I not only know your origin, I also know that you have a flame-shaped birthmark on your left leg.

Because of this birthmark, you have been considered the leader of the Ehuo tribe since you were a child. If the Ehuo tribe had not undergone a sudden change three thousand years ago, your tribe should have been passed down to this day."
Chapter completed!