The first cause of all realms

Chapter 398 The will of the martial arts master!
probe arm,

hold hands,

Punch!

Yang Ju's movements were neither fast nor slow, not as violent and hasty as in the past, but naturally smooth and freehand.

Just like a master of Danqing and a national player of chess, all kinds of routines are memorized in the heart, and there is no need to deliberately do them when you make a move, and you will naturally be familiar with them.

call!
Yang Jue stretched out his arms, sticking out like a big gun, with him as the center, the air flow surged within tens of feet, and the strong wind suddenly rose, but it couldn't disperse in time, and was held into the palm of his kneaded five fingers.

Whoa!
There was not much light that disappeared in an instant, and Yang Jue's grip seemed to drag the night away, and the deep black color fell instantly.

"Night Demon Knife?!"

At the moment covered by the deep ink, the onlookers felt their eyes go dark, as if they had lost their perception of the outside world, and Fang Lixue, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more shocked.

He doesn't have any friendship with Yuan Fei, but they are both in Longyuan Dao after all, how can he not recognize the Yemo Saber?

The moment Yang Jue stepped forward and clenched his fist, he clearly smelled the aura of Yuan Fei's Night Demon Saber, although it was far less weird than Yuan Fei's, which seemed to deprive the five senses.

But the taste is right!
But how is this possible? !
Yuan Fei had just died more than ten days ago. Even if the person in front of him was an unprecedented genius, how could he have practiced such a strange and superior saber technique to this level?
Moreover, what about the injuries caused by Yuan Fei's dying blow?

"Could it be his Dao fruit..."

At the moment of thinking, Fang Liexue screamed loudly, his eyes were like lightning, as if a flash of lightning was about to cut through the darkness and cut down the haze.

Did not hold back.

Fang Liexue's expression was dignified. Before the breakthrough, Yang Jue had already head-on and killed the Yemo Dao Yuan Fei. What if he broke through?
If he hadn't taken advantage of his breakthrough and failed to control it perfectly, he would be doomed today.

boom!
The sand surged wildly, and the long street roared.

Fang Liexue stomped heavily, and it was visible to the naked eye that there seemed to be a red light flickering in his chest, and the surging blood energy and true energy seemed to turn into the shadow of a melting furnace with magma surging behind him.

Qi, blood and true energy burst out together, and the power of the terrifying series went berserk. Fang Lie's already burly body swelled by three points, and the armor all over his body was stretched and cracked.

There are five levels of foundation building, with the furnace as the most important.

This step is called the melting pot of qi and blood in martial arts, "Golden Elixir" in Taoism, and "relic" in Buddhism.

The titles are different, but the realm is actually the same.

They all use the true astral rule to restrain the blood energy and concentrate the blood marrow plasma a little, so as to break the limit of the physical body. At this point, the blood energy of the warrior will not decay due to old age and physical decline.

Quiet as a fly and meson, moving like a nine-day dragon.

Fang Lie's blood melting furnace has been warmed for many years, and this time it was stimulated to the limit. The red color spread all over the body, and the blood vessels and veins under the skin membrane were so high that they swelled.

boom!
The sound of explosions followed, and the poisonous dragon Tengyuan ejected, like a peacock spreading its tail, filled with extremely strong iron-blooded evil spirit, and what could not be suppressed was Fang Lie's high-pitched explosion:
"kill!"

boom!
The sound of Peiran's true qi swelled before it could spread out, and was already interrupted by a higher roar.

Knead five fingers together and make a fist seal.

In an instant, red and gold interweave the night, and the extremely powerful strength is vividly displayed at this moment.

After dozens of hundreds of attempts in the illusion, Yang Yu has already figured out all the barriers of the real gang and the furnace, and there is no need to adapt again. Once he breaks through, he can exert his full strength.

The real change is changed, and the melting pot is forged.

The rise in realm finally helped Yang Jue to break through the bottleneck that had troubled him for many days. He also broke through the seventh grade after learning the Baquan style from Zhang Xuanba.

"call!"

Between the mouth and nose, there is the smell of iron and blood that can only be found on the battlefield, and the real fist is pounding like a tide, and Fang Liexue's spirit is in a trance for a moment.

Under this punch, he seemed to see a substantial illusion.

The flame cloak, the chasing red cloud horse, the golden phoenix wings, and the powerful figure that looks like a god and a demon.

This is……

"Get the essence of Baquan?!"

Fang Liexue was startled, fear flashed in his eyes.

In the world, there may be people who don't hear the name of King Zhao of the Western Mansion, but that certainly doesn't include the army. As a senior general in the army, although he didn't have the chance to fight in Liuji Mountain, how could he not know Baquan?
Linlong Dao, eight thousand Xuanjia, everyone knows the Baquan, and everyone is good at martial arts. However, even among the Xuanjia elite cavalry, there are only a handful of people who can get the essence of the Baquan.

And this also includes the two great figures, the old prince and the Linlong king.

Of course he knew that Yang Jue came from nowhere, but how could he get the essence of Ba Quan?
How can a person who has never even set foot on a battlefield cultivate the essence of a domineering fist that can only be forged in iron and blood? !

Roar!
The aura of gold and iron horses surged, and the roar of dragons and tigers followed.

In less than a breath, Yang Qian has already crossed several tens of feet in one step, and the red-golden light that filled the sky was engulfed between his five fingers, helping him with this domineering fist.

The fist prints were pressed horizontally, and the night was eclipsed. The domineering and fierce fist was more terrifying than the Night Demon Knife. It squeezed all the light and brought the darkness of death.

when!
Fists and guns collided, and the ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clashed far away.

In less than a second, the shadows of guns all over the sky disappeared, only the gunpowder smoke left by the violent friction between the fist gun and the air filled the long street.

hum!
The big gun as thick as a pebble was bent like a bow under the pressure of the red gold intertwined fists. The barrel of the gun was red and hot. Fang Liexue's brows were dripping with blood, and his eyes were red.

At the moment when the fist seal fell, he finally understood why Yuan Fei was killed by someone leapfrogging.

This is a frenzy of the fusion and interweaving of the four great forces of inner breath, qi and blood, true energy, and physique. This power is not only not weaker than him, but even surpasses it!

'I lost! '

In an instant, Fang Liexue even had the thought of retreating.

But in less than a moment, the depression has been swept away, replaced by Wan Er's violent ferocity.

"There are only Baizhou soldiers fighting to the death, there is no fleeing Fang Lixue!"

When this thought flashed by, Fang Liexue completely lost his cowardice and shrinking in the face of Yang Ju's fierce and domineering punch.

bang bang bang~
Like a bed crossbow stirring, Fang Liexue's nine tendons stretched to the limit in an instant, and then, they all broke apart blatantly!
A soldier and horse, who was born in the army, Fang Lie's blood is the first to practice horizontally. Although his horizontal training is not as good as that of Duan Qilong, one of the four great catchers, it is also honed all his life.

But at this moment, he directly destroyed the foundation of his horizontal training, and at the cost of breaking his tendons, he exploded with strength beyond the limit!
"Burn jade and stone together!"

The scorching fiery roar resounded, and Fang Liexue resolutely broke the tendon, blasted the furnace, and gas, erupting in a fierce posture that he had never seen in his life.

After actually resisting Yang Yu's breakthrough for life and death, he used the true gang, qi and blood, inner breath, nine bulls and two tigers, combined with the Buddha's elephant-throwing and mountain-splitting startling formula as the foundation, to fight the seventh-grade bullying fist!

Straighten the barrel of the gun, just like its straight spine.

His life, at this moment, burned to the most intense moment in history.

"General!"

All over the long street, the masters of the Baizhou Army felt something, and looked at the figure burning like a torch, with tears in their eyes.

Taoist Yu, who had already retreated several miles away and was watching the battle from a distance from the top of the city, could not help but feel a little moved when he saw this scene.

"The death battle is like that?"

He sighed slightly.

He believed that if Fang Liexue stopped in time, begged for mercy, or even knelt down and kowtowed, his life would be saved in the end.

Compared with life and death, what is wealth and glory, fame and sect, what is it?
He didn't understand, but he also had a touch of admiration in his heart.

At least he would never do something he knew would die...

Moreover, can jade and stone really burn together?
Looking at the small courtyard in the west of the city, Yu Taoist shook his head, suddenly felt that he was not safe enough, sighed, and retreated another thirty miles.

"Martial arts masters, after all, have their own will!"

Looking at Fang Lixue, who was coming straight towards Fang Liexue with the gun united like a rainbow, Yang Jue couldn't help but feel rippling in his heart.

He has seen too many warriors since stepping out of Montenegro, such as strong bandits, lone bandits, disciples of aristocratic families, masters of great sects...

But there are really not many people with such pure will.

Seeing that Fang Liexue let go of everything and tried every means to kill him, the three-point contempt in his heart for this person's sneak attack finally disappeared.

bang bang bang~
In the fury of the scorching spear, Warden Yang stood upright. The fierce spear pierced through the airflow, split the long street, and hit his real body like thousands of strong bows.

After the transformation of the real world and the casting of the melting pot, he thought he was no less inferior to any master in the world, and those great masters who were high above him did not know.

But Fang Lixue was no longer his opponent.

His five senses are superhuman, and his mind is sharp. The moment he saw Fang Liexue again, he knew this in his heart.

Boom!

The red-golden light shone through the long street, and it was extremely dazzling. Even real masters such as Qiu Zhanyu and Bu Lingxu, at this moment, saw nothing in front of them.

It sounded like one sound, and then it seemed like two huge roars resounded through the air, and then, at the center of the battle, the two equally scorching blood energy suddenly extinguished one.

boom!
There seemed to be thunder exploding in the ear, and immediately, there was a soft 'chi' sound of a steel gun being inserted into the ground.

The indescribable force overwhelmed the severe pain surging all over his body, Fang Liexue's eyes widened angrily, and only then did he see the ragged figure in the dazzling light.

The shot that contained his whole life's practice finally pierced through the horrifying and terrifying real gun, but...

Looking at the sunken gun marks on his chest, Fang Liexue's eyes darkened:
"King Kong is not broken?!"

Heaven's will, four-element arrows, lightness kung fu, saber techniques, domineering fists, unknown real fists, weird ways of exerting force, and this horizontal practice that looks like a king kong's indestructible body all flashed before his eyes.

A boy who has just reached the crown and is less than one-third of his age, how can he have the time to practice so many superior martial arts.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spit out, burning the ground, and green smoke billowed up like boiling oil falling to the ground.

'Finally lost...'

A voice sounded in Fang Liexue's ear:
"My true school is not famous yet..."

unknown?
Homemade? !
The last thought was spit out with the turbid air:

"it is good!"

The person is not down, but the breath is exhausted.

　My mother came back from Shaanxi and stayed with my second demon king. Good guy, I almost exhausted me to death in one afternoon... The third is hopeless, and the second is more stable.

　
(End of this chapter)