Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

A few hundred meters below are bustling commercial streets and tourist areas, where there is an endless stream of tourists.

"Look, there seems to be someone on the pickle altar!"

A tourist with sharp eyes saw Su Yan and Jin Xuanwu on the kimchi altar and was startled.

"How could anyone dare to go up there? There are no protective measures."

"Are these acrobats invited by the scenic spot? This is too risky."

Tourists everywhere were talking a lot and pointing at the two of them.

At this time, several men ran here and directly persuaded these tourists to leave. The Grandmaster's battle was not something that ordinary people could stay here.

These men are all big men in the martial arts world, and their realm is that of a master. After the tourists were persuaded to leave, everyone retreated several hundred meters, not daring to watch from close range.

"Why do you want us to come out? We still have to watch acrobatics!"

An aunt looked dissatisfied and tried to rush in, but facing the strong master, she couldn't get in even if she tried her best.

"Something big happened inside, don't go in at will, unless you don't want to die!"

Not long after, the police also came here one after another, admonishing tourists to leave quickly, but this only increased their curiosity.

At this time, on top of the pickle altar, Su Yanwei Ran stood as still as a bell, no matter how much the wind blew, he could not move at all.

The same was true for Jin Xuanwu on the side. How could the strong wind move him even a little bit? The spiritual power in his body had already made him tightly attached to the kimchi jar.

"Today I will kill you here. From now on, there will be no more Su tyrants in China!"

Jin Xuanwu leaped up, his body surrounded by cyan spiritual power, invulnerable to all attacks. The fist in his hand was like an electric light, carrying terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.

This punch was regarded as Jin Xuanwu's most powerful blow. He just wanted to use it to inflict heavy damage on Su Yan so that the fight could end as soon as possible.

But his fist seemed so weak to Su Yan, and it didn't pose any threat to him at all.

"You want to defeat me with just your fists, that's outrageous!"

Su Yan's spiritual power gathered together, a dragon's roar came out, and his fist directly faced Jin Xuanwu's blow with the power of suppression.

The two fists collided, which was even more terrifying than before. Ripples rippled around them, and the air friction actually caused fire to appear.

Tourists in the distance saw a golden light emerging out of thin air, and the surrounding area trembled. They were all trembling with fear.

"Oh my god, it's a battle between gods and immortals!"

"Those two shadows are immortals. I actually saw an immortal."

The crowd completely broke the pot, and many people rushed in regardless of the danger, hoping to see the glory of the immortal.

But before they could even take a few steps in, they were knocked to the ground by an ensuing wave of air, with blood all over their bodies.

Several strong men relied on their own spiritual power to resist. They hurriedly moved the injured and warned others to retreat.

Although I was very excited to see the battle between immortals, after careful consideration, my life was still more important. Most people retreated one after another. Only a small number of people chose to continue to hold on without fear of death.

Su Yan's fist used seven levels of power, which was equivalent to the strongest blow of an ordinary master.

Su Yan's fist directly punched Jin Xuanwu's fist, causing scars. Blood stained the entire fist. What's more serious was that Jin Xuanwu's hand bones were cracked, making his face tremble.

Compared with Su Yan's fists, Jin Xuanwu is naturally incomparable. Not to mention that Su Yan is in the middle stage of Grand Master, even in the early stage, he is stronger than Jin Xuanwu, because Su Yan is taking the path of the body, and the first thing to train is to be physically strong.

There was deep resentment in Jin Xuanwu's eyes, but he did not lose his fighting spirit because of this. His advantage was not his fists but his kicks.

Jin Xuanwu was a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, a legend in the Taekwondo world. You must know that he was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, and his level was no more than a martial arts master.

"Do you think you can beat me just like this? What I'm good at is my kicks."

"I don't care what you're good at, I'll break your chicken feet with my punches, break your dog legs with my kicks!"

Su Yan was so domineering that he even teased Jin Xuanwu during the decisive battle, making Jin Xuanwu even more furious.

Jin Xuanwu was so angry that he directly kicked Su Yan with lightning speed and violent pressure. There was no doubt that his kick must contain powerful spiritual power.

Su Yan raised his eyebrows and directly performed the heaven-shaking sixteen flying kicks. If he wanted to compete with his kicking skills, what should he fear?

The legs of the two intersected, and a stream of light burst out that filled the sky. The spiritual power was violent everywhere, directly covering the entire mountain.

People in the distance could only see clouds and mist, which made them extremely disappointed.

Su Yan's kicks contained heaven-shaking power, and were not weaker than Jin Xuanwu's taekwondo kicks, suppressing them instantly.

Jin Xuanwu's face had blue veins bulging out, and the anger in his heart reached the extreme. He didn't expect Su Yan to be so strong.

"I didn't expect you to have reached this point. I looked down upon you."

Su Yan sneered: "Isn't it too late to beg for mercy now?"

There was no murderous intention in his eyes. He was determined to kill Jin Xuanwu, otherwise it would be a disaster if he stayed.

"Do you think you can kill me with this trick? I am the 18th strongest person in the world for nothing!"

Jin Xuanwu's green spiritual power reflected a vine, and attacked directly towards Su Yan. Countless vines climbed up everywhere, trying to restrain Su Yan.

Su Yan knew that this was the result of spiritual power, and it was not simple, because these vines were extremely hard, and cutting them with all his strength had no effect on them.

"Just surrender and capture me. You can't break free from my vine."

An evil smile appeared in Jin Xuanwu's eyes. After the vines became comfortable on Su Yan, he would slowly torture Su Yan, making him suffer all the pain, and then die miserably.

But Jin Xuanwu thought too much. He never thought that Su Yan was a mid-level master, nor did he think that Su Yan had such terrifying skills.

"The Heaven-Shaking Sixteen Styles, the Fragmentation Style, kill it for me!"

A terrifying wave condensed from in front of Su Yan, and then began to bloom in all directions. This wave was so powerful that even Jin Xuanwu was frightened by it.

"You are actually a mid-level master!"

Jin Xuanwu was not only surprised, but now he felt a cold sense of fear. He was actually afraid.

The shattering style directly cut off all the vines, defeating Jin Xuanwu's strongest move.

"Now let me see what else you can compare to me."

Jin Xuanwu wanted to escape, but why did Su Yan give him a chance? He jumped up and punched Jin Xuan into the kimchi jar.

Facing Jin Xuanwu's extremely frightened expression, Su Yan did not hold back at all and directly performed the collapse style, turning the entire kimchi altar into pieces, and Jin Xuanwu in the altar also died.

Su Yan landed on the ground, glanced at the completely destroyed kimchi jar, his eyes calmed down, and he drifted away.

Jin Xuanwu, the strongest man in Kimchi Country, died in the face of Su Yan's defeat. Su Yan will take another step forward and become a more powerful existence.