The first cause of all realms

Chapter 311 What is it called, not to die? (Second more)

"Old Dog Nie, take your life!"

Holding the knife with his fingers, the enemy is in front of him, all distracting thoughts in Yang Yu's heart are emptied, only the flame that has been rolling in his chest for many days has erupted since then!

Clang!

The long knife was unsheathed, and the cold light induced vomiting.

As soon as the knife was cut out, an inexplicable throbbing suddenly rose.

It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid evil is what people want when they are on the rise, what people want when they are high and powerful...

Wealth and splendor are certainly precious, but doing so recklessly may lead to serious consequences or even hunting down, but if you do this, the flame in your heart will be extinguished,

So, what kind of martial arts did he learn, and what kind of sword did he practice?

In a daze, Yang Ju seemed to see the old man holding the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in the martial arts arena again.

Rather Stick to your guns!
So, is that so...

boom!
It was only a moment before the sound of the sword exploded, and it was blown away by a sudden wind of the sword. The terrifying coldness rolled like a tide like a wave.

retreat!

retreat!

The extremely violent saber intent rolled and criss-crossed, and the violent killing intent swept over the whole place like a cold current. All those who looked at the saber felt chills in their hearts, and the saber was right between their eyebrows.

Can not not retreat, have to retreat.

"This stellar energy, this saber technique?!"

Yang Xuanying was startled, and almost crushed the iron fan. He could not have retreated, but he took a look at the old monk Yuanjue who was dying at any moment and Xu Wenji who was standing with his hands down, and then retreated a few steps in silence.

Avoided the raging tide of sword light.

Qiu Zhanyu's mind was agitated, and all the guards in Jin Yi took a few steps back, all raising their long knives, and coldly glanced at Yang Xuanying and the second guard of Fengyun with an ugly face.

laugh!
Yang Ju didn't move, the air in front of him had been completely cut open by the swift light of the saber, and he slashed fiercely and resolutely at Nie Wendong who was left alone in the same place with his inner and blood qi sealed.

"Yang Prison..."

Qiu Zhanyu's body trembled, his eyes were flushed, he stared at the knife, excited, ashamed, and admiring, all kinds of emotions rolled over.

This knife should have come from him, but...

Under such a cold knife light, those who watched from afar felt that their eyes were about to be stabbed to bleed, but Nie Wendong, who had been sealed off, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

Amidst the loud laughter, Nie Wendong opened his arms wide, and his messy hair broke through the crown:
"Who can kill me?!"

call!
There was a sudden wave of air, and it was urged by the true force. Visible to the naked eye, his body swelled violently.

And his aura has undergone an earth-shaking change.

A moment ago, he was still blessed with a crown and looked like a bookish old scholar, but a moment later, it seemed that a big monster covered in human skin showed its fangs that could frighten the world!
Boom!

Like a big sun bursting out a strong light and radiating across the audience, the burst of light and heat in an instant even overwhelmed the fierce sword light like a dragon soaring into the abyss.

The strong fierceness and heat instantly filled the entire front courtyard, and even the entire mansion!

The coldness of late autumn was wiped out in an instant, and the crowd of onlookers only felt that the midsummer had entered midsummer from midwinter. Under the rising temperature, a group of servants without martial arts even passed out directly from the roast.

Such a powerful blood? !

Qiu Zhanyu's pupils contracted, like a raccoon cat that had been greatly frightened, and its hairs all exploded.

Such a powerful blood is really the only one he has ever seen in his life, even far surpassing Qi Gang and Yu Fengxian, even the few master-level figures he has met in Longyuan Dao, do not have such a strong blood!
Could it be that Nie Wendong is a great master? !

"This is, supernatural power?!"

Xu Wenji also frowned, and the palm holding Jindouzi trembled.

He knew that Nie Wendong must have the trump card in his hand, but he didn't expect that he actually had supernatural powers.

Although he is old, he was once a quasi-grandmaster-level martial artist with great achievements in blood exchange, and he has a very keen sense of blood energy.

Although this blood energy is tyrannical, but it is so pure, not to mention mixed, it is also full of great evil spirit...

The expressions of the surrounding audience all changed, only Yang Xuanying's expression remained the same, not only not surprised, but also with great expectations.

He made the Blood Turning Pill by himself, but he didn't know how far Nie Wendong could do it, so he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Boo!
The white crane hovering in mid-air seemed to have been greatly frightened, and almost threw off the three people on its back.

"This is?!"

Was he still pestering Qin Si? Master Miaomiao was so startled that he almost fell, he looked down in horror, feeling the astonishingly strong blood energy, his eyeballs almost fell off.

"Drought!"

Qin Si's expression changed, and he recognized the aura that only those with supernatural powers could detect.

That's not right...

Isn't Hanba already dead?

"Come!"

While Nie Wendong laughed, he opened his five fingers, and a long knife in the ruins was sucked into his palm, and then, the unstoppable blood energy urged the same tyrannical light of the knife.

boom!
boom!
The blood energy collided with the real gun, and the sword light clashed and danced together. After a roar, it resounded thousands of times, and the whole compound was full of sword light and sword shadow for a while.

The crowd was forced to retreat again and again.

This was a collision that was beyond everyone's expectations. No one thought that Nie Wendong, the governor of the state who had been pampered and never fought with anyone for many years, would actually have such force.

Qiu Zhanyu's mind was concentrated, with the knife in his hand, he stared at the place where the two confronted, only to hear the sound of large pieces of earth and rock breaking amidst the turbulent air waves.

Where the figures of the two of them shone, the bluestone ground was covered with dense cobwebs, cracked inch by inch.

"Is this supernatural power..."

Feeling the scorching air waves, Yang Xuanying's eyes flickered with great desire.

Who is Nie Wendong, why doesn't he know?
This person was a well-known young genius when he was young, with both civil and military skills, but after all, he has been pampered for many years, and he is inclined to practice Taoism, and his martial arts are really not strong.

But the blessing of supernatural powers has only been half a month, so it is more than ten times stronger?
And this doesn't seem to be the biggest characteristic of Hanba Daoguo...

"kill!"

The light of the sword rolled like a tide, and Yang Jue could clearly see the changes in Nie Wendong. He had expected it earlier. Facing the overwhelming impact of blood energy, he did not retreat but advanced.

He dared to break into Hanba's three-foot forbidden area that could melt a hundred forged black iron, let alone this mere blood?
The tyranny of the Hanba lies in the fact that it is countered by the Dao Fruit and turned into a demon. If the Dao Fruit is controlled by people, there will be no such untouchable terrifying high temperature.

boom!
boom!
The blood was tumbling, without any weakness, but became more and more tyrannical as time passed. With the spread of the scorching air, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Chi Chi Chi!
Yang Jue didn't say a word, he drew his sword indifferently, his figure changed, like a ghost, dancing alone, like thousands of people throwing their swords, the shadow of the sword filled the sky.

However, Nie Wendong's blood energy seemed to be inexhaustible. With such a powerful blood energy stimulated, the thickness of his stellar energy was almost comparable to that of Yuanjue old monk's Vajra Indestructible Body.

The shadow of the knife dancing wildly seems to be unable to defeat his blood and true energy at all.

"Kill me, come kill me?!"

It was another collision, and Nie Wendong laughed like a maniac. The terrifying blood energy added to his body made his every move ten times more powerful than usual, and it seemed endless.

"it is good!"

Suddenly, a voice pierced through the billowing blood energy, suppressing the sound of an explosion like a cannonball.

what?
Nie Wendong seemed to be aware of it, and his manic spirit had a momentary turn, when he heard a saber sound like a dragon's chant.

It was only then that I realized that at some point, a blue light with an unusual vigor had enveloped the audience without knowing it, and Yang Jue swung tens of thousands of knives, turning the entire front yard into a piece of knives the ocean!
Then, Yang Gui, who had been repelled tens of feet by his blow, stepped forward and drew his sword!

This knife cut out, but it was like a violent blue dragon leaping out of the abyss, opening its teeth and claws, trying to devour all enemies!
Step out with one step, one dragon soars into the abyss, step out with three steps, there will be three dragons roaring, seven steps away, seven lifelike, lifelike green dragons with full claws and claws have been released from the waterfall of knife light that filled the front hall!

"Azure Dragon True Assassin?! Qinglong Nine Kills!"

Seeing the seven real sword dragons soaring into the sky, everyone was in an uproar, but Yang Xuanying and the Longyuan guard swordsmen who were with him changed their countenance suddenly.

If you said that you were only a little suspicious before, but now you see the true sword dragon showing its color, not to mention Yang Xuanying, even Qiu Zhanyu and other Jin Yiwei have all recognized it!

Qinglong Zhengang, Qinglong Nine Kills!

"Come!"

Prisoner Yang screamed and stepped forward, his sword was like a dragon, and his murderous aura was like a tide.

No more hiding, no need to hide!

Facing the array of seven dragons flying into the air, Nie Wendong's face turned cold. How could he not recognize the world-shattering Qinglong Nine Killers? Seeing that Yang Qiu was about to take another step, he finally couldn't hold back.

Before he could spit out an angry reprimand, all the blood energy lingering around his body flowed back, and then, an extremely scorching red light flashed past.

"Avoid!"

Xu Wenji looked moved and spoke suddenly, but as soon as the words came out, an unbelievable touch appeared in front of everyone.

That ray of red light is like a young fire snake, winding and moving, the speed can't be said to be fast, but wherever it passes, no matter it's the air flow, the qi, the light of the knife, the ray of the knife, it's like a fire under the scorching sun. Snowflakes, quickly disappear!
Not only that, with one touch, the Yanling Saber that Yang Jue slashed and fell was burned through the real handle, and turned into molten iron after being red!

"die!"

A fire snake was issued, and Nie Wendong's face turned pale, but his eyes were full of violent pleasure.

This fiery snake is the condensation of his blood energy at this time, it is enough to melt the black iron true handle, and penetrate the fine gold and cold iron. At such a close distance, even if a great master or even a martial sage is in front of him, he is enough to kill it. Burn to ashes!

However, the joy in his eyes only lasted for a moment before being filled with great shock.

It was a white palm with slender and distinct knuckles, and it seemed to be slow but fast, holding down the magical fire that he had stimulated. However, the expected picture never appeared.

Instead, it was the fire snake, which disappeared!

The moment it touched his palm, it suddenly disappeared!
"This is impossible!!"

Nie Wendong's face finally changed, and he could no longer calm down.

And the palm of the fire snake that 'pressed off' suddenly glowed with a blue light, and then, he clenched his fingers into a fist, and hit him hard on his chest!

boom! !

Ruo Ping thundered on the ground.

In an instant, the remaining blood energy was extinguished, the protective shield was smashed through, and the soft armor close to the body and clothes were all turned into ashes...

Crackling!

Where the fist print landed, the muscles and bones were broken, and the powerful force was transmitted to the whole body in an instant!

"what!"

Before he could groan in extreme pain, a pair of bloodshot eyeballs jumped out of their sockets, and the terrifying force crushed all obstacles mercilessly.

The shattered bone dregs tore the skin membrane, and sticky and hot blood spurted out from all over the body!

Can't dodge, can't avoid, and there is nothing to say.

With one punch, Nie Wendong was lifted off the ground, but it seemed to grow in mid-air, even though a huge depression protruded from his chest and back, the blood in his spine was knocked out of his body.

He swallowed all the strength of this punch!
With one punch, he was almost blown up on the spot!
"what!"

After the muffled sound of flesh and blood colliding, an extremely shrill scream came out. The sound was so ear-piercing that the spectators and the others couldn't help but shudder.

bloody!
Violence!

Fierce!

Looking at the Nie Wendong that exploded like a water bag, not to mention the ordinary servants and maids in the mansion, even the leader of Jinyiwei like Qiu Zhanyu couldn't help but shudder.

However, he is still alive.

Nie Wendong's face was distorted in pain, the pain he had never experienced before nearly collapsed, and he cursed at the top of his voice:
"Little beast, do you dare to kill me?!"

"Do you dare to kill me?!"

"Once upon a time, I thought that the ancient tortures were all dross, that killing people was nothing more than nodding, and that torture had no warning effect.

But you, subverted my concept, let me truly understand that the world has changed..."

He never repelled the spray of blood with the real gun, and Yang Yu's face and body were covered with blood, but his expression was still calm, he slowly retracted his fist, his eyes were indifferent:
"You will definitely die, but how can I let you die so easily?!"

　Well, the killing is over, everyone can go to sleep... Gouzi continues to code.

　
(End of this chapter)