The first cause of all realms

Chapter 310 Black Mountain mud legs, prefer to beheaded!
cut!
you!
dog!
head!
The long whistle that could pierce gold and break stones was revealed, and Yang Yu Zhengang urged him to jump down under the watchful eyes of Qin Si and Taoist Miaomiao who were astonished and worried as the white crane spread its wings in panic.

The swift wind blowing towards his face could not extinguish the killing intent in Yang Yu's heart, and his superhuman five senses allowed him to hear what happened in the mansion from a distance in the air.

The flames surging in my heart could no longer be suppressed.

In his past and present lives, Yang Ju had never had such a strong killing intent towards a person, this killing intent was so strong that his body and mind were agitated by it.

Boom!

The sound wave exploded, as vast as a cloud hanging from the sky, accompanied by the whistling of the air current, echoing inside and outside the city wall in an instant, causing a great commotion.

And the things contained in that voice made many people even more horrified.

"Yang prison? Is it him?! He wants to kill Nie Wendong?!"

"In broad daylight, you actually want to kill the lord of a state, an important official of the court, and a big official in the frontier?!"

"How dare he?!"

At this moment, before and after the long street, inside and outside the city walls, there were restaurants up and down, no matter if they were traffickers, warriors, or even suppressed officials, they all exclaimed and moved.

Countless people looked up to the sky.

I saw a person swooping down amidst the tumbling clouds, and the terrifying air waves moved with it. Under the shining of the sun, the wind and clouds moved, just like the legendary dragon king going on a tour, and the blue dragon poking his head.

With a strong killing intent as strong as the essence, it is like a sharp knife that is extremely sharp, from top to bottom, like a consistent down!

"Yang Prison?!"

Watching from afar was already exclaiming in astonishment, and the Chengnan Mansion, which bears the brunt of the blow, was even more dead silent. Everyone was stunned for a moment before they realized it.

According to the information, Yang Jian, who had already died, not only did not die, but also came to kill Nie Wendong? !

Doubt, astonishment, shock, astonishment...

All kinds of emotions surge up in the hearts of a group of people, and their expressions are also different.

Yang Xuanying pinched the folding fan, still thinking about who this person was, Qiu Zhanyu looked excited, his eyes were red and almost shed tears, Xu Wenji was silent for a moment, and sighed slightly.

Nie Wendong was startled at first, then sneered, and looked to the side of the old monk Yuanjue.

"It's him……"

Looking at the figure descending from the sky, splitting the airflow like a black dragon, Yuanjue's face tightened slightly, and he smelled an unusual aura.

Of course he recognized Yang Ju, but at this moment, the boy's aura was different. Let's say, he was like a goshawk spreading its wings more than a month ago.

At this time, he was like the legendary golden-winged roc, exuding an extremely fierce and domineering aura.

"Amitabha."

Immediately, he clasped his hands together, lightly recited the Buddha's name, and stepped out.

Ka Ka Ka ~
Just taking one step forward is like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, a huge change visible to the naked eye has taken place in this old monk.

The shriveled skin membrane around his body swelled up as if inflated, without the slightest wrinkle at all. Under the skin membrane, the muscles and bones were stretched, and there was a sound of a strong bow and crossbow being pulled hard.

His skin shone with ivory-like brilliance, and every inch of his body was full of masculinity and masculinity, as if he was no longer a body of flesh and blood, but turned into a pure gold Buddha statue enshrined in a temple.

The treasure is solemn and unshakable!
"Old monk!"

The water-like golden light slanted from the front hall, looking from top to bottom, it seemed that there was a golden bell covering the front hall, amid the turbulent wind, Yang Jue's eyes froze.

It was the radiance of King Kong's indestructible body being urged to the extreme. It was like a copper wall and an iron wall, blocking the front hall. The manic air waves rolled like the Milky Way, but they still remained motionless.

King Kong's indestructible body is the strongest body protection training he has seen so far, and his pure self-defense ability is even higher than the Invincible Tiangang that Yu Fengxian once urged.

In a fight more than a month ago, he was almost injured by the shock, and he never penetrated this magical body protection skill.

But now...

call!
In the midst of the hurricane, Yang Ju's five fingers spread wide, and the green light surged like a waterfall, and he was grasped by him, kneading them in the palm prints.

In a subtle place that no one can see, Yang Yu's fate is also undergoing drastic changes.

In the Cauldron of Gluttony, the Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd bloomed with brilliance, and fates of different colors kept rolling, and were spit out by it like sharp arrows and disappeared.

After the ceremony was completed, the supernatural power of Tongyou was finally on the right track. Through the transformation of the Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd, Yang Jue was able to change his fate to a certain extent.

However, the change of fate has a great randomness. Yang Jue has never used it to change his own fate. However, after more than ten days of trying, he discovered another magical function of the Zijin Tunsha Gourd.

Burn lives!

The burning of destiny can burst out the power it should have in an instant, and at this moment, it trembles violently with the gourd of swallowing evil.

Yang Jue felt that one furnace after another was ignited in his body, and the fates related to blood energy were burning. This was a hot flow that was more violent than exchanging blood.

In just an instant, the turbulent blood energy had already dyed his skin red, and it looked like a torch was burning.

After smelting black stones into his body, his physique transformed, and it seemed that he couldn't bear the surge of blood energy.

Finally, with the pinching of his fist seal, the real gang was urged, the blood was boiling, and the inner breath was surging, nine bulls and two tigers, all four layers of strength were blessed between the five fingers.

Stimulated the strongest fist so far!
call!
Fierce, violent, and domineering flames bloomed from above the fist seal, and the extremely dazzling strong light surged vertically and horizontally. In a trance, in the eyes of everyone, Yang Qiu no longer appeared.

Instead, it was a round of raging fire, falling with violent and destructive meteors.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Before the darkness like the deepest night fell, such a cold and heartless voice sounded in Yuanjue's ear.

In a trance, he smelled a severe crisis, as well as the undisguised, fierce and violent killing intent.

If you want to die, you will die!
Immediately, a shocking roar resounded.

boom!
In just an instant, the golden light was completely defeated, and the turbulent air flow crashed down, blowing billows of smoke and dust, and the soldiers and government servants who were a little closer were blown like gourds.

retreat!

Retire!

Except for a few people, everyone backed away in panic.

The friction and collision between qi and blood and true energy reached its climax in an instant, the mansion trembled violently, the front hall collapsed, and houses collapsed or cracked as if struck by lightning.

Taking the place where the two fought as the center, there is nothing good within tens of feet, and the floor paved with bluestone has been smashed and collapsed by as much as several feet!
boom!
After a collision, Yang Ju fell in the distance, his clothes and long hair were all thrown back, and the flying fish suit made of golden silk was wildly dancing.

It can be seen with the naked eye that his complexion has changed extremely, and the water-like energy can't stop spreading, and the force pouring out shatters the walls and houses within a few feet behind him.

"Yang Prison..."

Qiu Zhanyu's mind was shaken, which made him feel that the extremely dangerous old monk actually...

The whole courtyard is silent.

While the dust was floating, everyone's eyes were attracted by Yang Ji, looking at the fiery red flying fish suit with the damaged but undamaged color, everyone was silent.

Jumping down from a height of Baizhang, the fist seal was urged, and a big fight was fought in front of the most powerful and status people in Qingzhou.

No matter how dull a person is, he can really feel that he is arrogant, domineering and cruel.

call!
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the eyes of the crowd moved away from Yang Yu's body and looked at the collision place like ruins.

With a collision, the golden light is scattered.

Yuanjue still clasped his hands together, but only the half of his body was exposed, the lower half of his body until his chest and abdomen were smashed into the compacted ground.

On his body, there is still a little bit of warm light remaining, but his body is no longer round, it has become shriveled again, and it is dozens of years older than before.

"Amitabha."

He opened his mouth to recite the Buddha's name, and just now thick blood flowed out from his seven orifices, soaking the ground, which was shocking.

Vajra is not broken, but broken!

Seeing this scene, the others were still in shock, but Yang Xuanying couldn't help but clenched her fan tightly, and the fan bones hammered by the black iron made a 'click' sound when he squeezed.

Vajra is indestructible, it is the number one body protection practice in Qingzhou, and it is also famous among the gods in the world. Among the same rank, it is almost unbreakable.

However, at this moment, it was broken like this.

What shocked him even more was the boxing technique this person used. Just a moment ago, he almost thought he had seen Linlongdao's 'Little King Zhao' who had inherited the legacy of Old Prince Zhao...

This is Baquan!
"Good strength, good boxing skills."

Yuanjue's eyes dimmed.

This punch exceeded the limit of what his golden body could bear. What was even more frightening was that its strength was inescapable, and he had swallowed all the shocks. At this moment, there was no movement on the outside, and the viscera and meridians inside had rotted into pieces. group.

The reason why he didn't die was only because of his strong vitality.

Yuanjue sighed, with admiration and regret. In the end, he looked away and looked at Nie Wendong: "Life is not easy, and making money is difficult. Master Nie bought a monk's life with 10 taels of gold..."

"Master, it's easy to go. If Nie promised, I will certainly keep it."

Nie Wendong's expression also changed a little, but he didn't look at Monk Yuanjue. His eyes stayed on Yang Jue from the beginning to the end.

Seeing his face sinking like water, seeing his killing intent like a tide, his expression changed slightly, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

"Who would have thought that a small yamen servant could grow to such an extent in just two or three years. No wonder you are so arrogant and domineering. It turns out that you really have supernatural powers..."

Nie Wendong sighed softly:
"The old man boasts that his vision is not bad, but I don't want to, I missed you..."

This sigh is sincere.

Seeing Yang Qiu again, regret really arose in his heart, if he had known today, he should not have believed in Fang Qidao, and he should have killed him when he was emerging.

Pity……

Yang Qiu never looked at him, just like he never looked at the dying old monk, he looked at Xu Wenji with a cold but determined expression.

"It seems that you have thought about it..."

Xu Wenji was silent for a long time, but still heaved a sigh, stepped aside:
"Pity……"

He sighed, Qiu Zhanyu and the rest of the royal guards were also silent.

The person in front of him is only a young man, and he has made such achievements as redressing rebellion, providing disaster relief, killing demons, and ending severe drought and catastrophe. Anyone can see it.

In a few days, he will surely rise steadily and become the brightest star in Qingzhou, Longyuan Road, and even the world.

Pity……

Yang Xuanying covered her face with a fan, her eyes flickered, and she weighed in her heart.

What is Xu Wenji regretting?
Yang Ju knew it well, in fact, he understood this truth better than anyone else.

Any system has its rules, and the order of superiority and inferiority is a big taboo. It is a big taboo to kill officials in the frontier without edicts. This is like a rebellion in all dynasties, past and present.

Born as a law student, Yang Qiu understands the law better than anyone else, but...

If you don't kill him, how can you feel at ease? !

"Qingzhou Yang prison, Heishan mud leg, has no other good in life, prefers beheading!"

Yang Jue opened his mouth, his words were sonorous, pressed the saber, and pulled it out inch by inch. He looked at Nie Wendong with fiery eyes:

"Old Dog Nie, take your life!"

　A group of cards, everyone really don't scold Gouzi, this one, for sure, will kill him...

　
(End of this chapter)