The first cause of all realms

Chapter 407 The World's Most Strange Art!

Red and golden awn intertwined.

In the midst of the hurricane, Yang Jue raised his arms forward, and the scorching brilliance burned violently between his five fingers, as if the setting sun that had already set was held in his palm!
The sudden burst of light illuminated the dark night.

That brilliant and domineering fist intent was like a gust of wind, setting off a battle of killing that swept the hearts of all bystanders.

"Ba fist."

In the restaurant, Nan Shanba's wrists were slightly tightened, and ripples appeared in his heart.

One step, one punch.

As soon as he made a move, Yang Ju, who was unreserved, showed his martial arts attainments and boxing realm, which made him want to fight against him.

In this world, there has never been anything weaker than strong.

What looks weak may not necessarily be weak.

Just like Yang Ju at that time, his realm was only at the melting pot level, but his martial arts attainments and boxing realm surpassed that of ordinary masters.

That horizontal training and great strength made up for the shortcomings between him and the master.

"Amazing."

Yu Fangzhou nodded slightly.

The angle, power, change, and will of this fist are undoubtedly the best of the master, and the power of the seventh-level Baquan is even better than the eighth-level martial arts.

A rising star who seemed to have just cast a melting pot was able to punch such a punch, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help being a little moved.

His jug of wine is probably going to be poured for him to drink.

"Ba fist!"

Outside the city gate, Jia Xuyang couldn't help standing up on the chariot that came one step behind, and couldn't help comparing this with the 'little overlord' he had seen before.

That young man who is said to have inherited the inheritance of King Zhao of the Western Mansion, who can be called amazingly talented, is probably nothing more than that?

The body of the furnace can suppress and kill the master.

boom!
Going straight, the punch fell without any change, the void seemed to turn into the surface of a lake, the air flow was like water, and there was a "crash la la" sound.

"how is this possible?!"

Yan Xi was terrified.

In this type of domineering fist, she at least saw the shadows of several martial arts and different arts, and even possessed the old mother's formula of splitting mountains that she is proficient in!

The essence of splitting mountains is taught by Liansheng to teach the nine secret and different arts. It was born out of martial arts, but it is very different from martial arts.

Different from martial arts which emphasize power, and strange arts which emphasize spirit, this old mother's formula of splitting mountains pays attention to keeping the spirit in the heart, one thought of good and bad, and the unity of man and god.

At the time of urging, the heart and spirit unite, which can shock the enemy's mind and will, which has very distinctive characteristics.

But at this moment, her mind was seized by it.

Even though it was covered by bullying fists on the outside, and it seemed to contain the Buddha's method of throwing an image inside, she still saw this method of her own housekeeping.

'How could he? ! '

A horrifying thought flashed across Yan Xi's eyes, the corners of which were cracked and bleeding, and escaped from the short-term absent-mindedness with extremely strong willpower.

But no matter how fast she reacted, she missed the initiative, and there was no room for retaliation for the slashed sword, so she could only reprimand lightly, shake the furnace, and the true energy surged out along with the true energy.

With one arm in front of him.

Boom!
Punch down!

All of a sudden, Yan Xi only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and with great strength on her body, she smelled an extremely terrifying crisis.

Compared with her own, the person in front of her was weak in flesh and blood, but the quality was so high that it was outrageous, piercing through her real body like a steel needle.

Fist meets arm.

Click!

In the tiny time scale of less than one-tenth of an instant, Yan Xiru was struck by lightning, and her left arm collapsed together with her sternum.

boom!
It's too late, it's too soon.

The speed of the confrontation between the two is actually beyond the reach of ordinary people. In the eyes of the vast majority of onlookers, even a huge roar can be heard.

In the next moment, a figure fell down on the street like a cannonball, and the turbulent sand and gravel surged up, and was blown in all directions by the violent air wave!
"what!"

In the ruins shrouded in dust, Yan Xi roared in fright, her energy and blood intertwined and turned into burning waves of fire, lifting the god in her heart.

"My mother splits the mountain and saves the world!"

boom!
The violent blood boiled.

Yan Xi erupted completely, her hair frantically roaring like a ghost, and the real fog formed a vague shadow behind her.

Under the extreme burning, her spirit is infinitely approaching the materialization of the great master's fist, as if she wants to bring the "old mother" stored in her heart back to the world!

"This is……"

On the third floor of the restaurant, Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba's expressions all changed, and they smelled an aura that could threaten them.

"God hit?!"

The big boss stood up suddenly, his expression moved, and he reminded sharply:

"Don't let that ghost become one with her, destroy her body first!"

The Nine Techniques of Liansheng is a secret method, but besides the Nine Techniques, there is another strange and strange technique that everyone in the Liansheng sect can learn.

The name of this strange and strange art even surpassed the secret nine strange arts.

This is God's fight!

According to legend, this god can perform strange arts, and can even invite real gods to unite with him!

400 years ago, a strong man of Liansheng Sect used this secret technique to invite a god to unite with himself, and beat to death the Zhenguo Martial Saint of the former Great Yuan Dynasty!
It's just, isn't this strange and strange technique required to set up an altar?

how come……

"God hit?!"

With a punch, Yang Jue also smelled a strange aura in his heart, isn't it a strange technique, more like a Taoist technique or supernatural power?
This old woman still has this kind of means? !

call!
His reaction was so fast, he almost heard the moment when the big boss was alerted, and instantly retracted the bullying fist that was about to be knocked down, retreated violently, and stepped into the air.

With a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other.

boom!
The sound of air exploded, Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba ​​smashed through the restaurant, they were about to strike with thunder, but how could they pass the four elephant arrows so fast?
Only the roar of dragons, tigers and phoenixes could be heard, and the shadows of the four images as big as houses intertwined and turned into a red-gold intertwined rainbow, blasting away.

"Yang Prison!"

Yan Xi was extremely shocked and angry.

The technique of divine strike, even in the teachings, is considered the most strange and strange. After complicated rituals, it is even possible to invite gods to come into the world.

However, where does she have the conditions to unveil the ceremony and set up the altar?

This time, the divine strike that was urged was the 'Pi Shan Lao Mu Xiang' that was forced into her heart, this was the foundation of her martial arts, the foundation of Pi Shan Lao Mu's essence!
God fights together, regardless of whether the person in front of her is dead or not, but she is already a half-dead person!
"Damn you!"

Before the roar could come out, it was interrupted by the billowing thunder. When he raised his head suddenly, he saw four arrows piercing the air, carrying the burning true energy and inner breath.

Transformed into the real shadow of the four spirits, roaring and rushing forward.

And after these four arrows, in the hurricane, Yang Yu's clothes fluttered like a god in the wind, standing in the wind without falling, and the arrows shot out in a chain.

One person with one bow, unexpectedly shot a terrifying arrow force that cannot be matched by a thousand arrow salvos on the battlefield!
In front of his eyes, arrows and shadows were intertwined, and in his heart, the crisis was surging like a sea tide.

Knowing that today will not be spared, Yan Xi's heart skipped a beat, and she let out a sharp and ear-piercing neigh:

"Let's kill the fish and break the net!"

……

……

Huhu~
A cool evening breeze blows over the hills.

In front of the mountain forest, a group of knights stood still, their silver armored spears and horses standing still like iron stones in the wind.

A hundred people and a hundred horses are quieter than one person.

"What a heavenly four-element arrow, the seventh grade, it seems more than that..."

The tall general who took the lead clapped his hands and sighed:

"The last time I saw such archery skills, it seemed to be Liuji Mountain 57 years ago! Lin Qitian's shooting star arrow back then was nothing more than that, right?"

This person is Fang Zhenghao.

He straddles a dragon horse, carries a long spear, his body is as heavy as a mountain, his eyes are like a blazing sun, and he seems to be able to see what is happening in the city clearly from a distance of more than ten li.

call!
At a certain moment, the sound of horseshoes came from a distance, and a young general in silver armor urged the horse to come, turned over and fell off the horse a few feet away, and said respectfully:
"Return to the general! A spies sent a message that Taoist Yu turned back to the Shanshan Pass behind Commander Fang's back!"

"Is the blood alive?"

Fang Zhenghao's face softened slightly.

"Commander Fang was seriously injured..."

The young general's concise report changed the topic and said:
"As you expected, there are 43 cities and towns in the nine prefectures of Baizhou that have traces of the Liansheng sect riots. The seven commanders acted according to the plan and have controlled the situation."

"Pity the teaching, it's not credible."

Fang Zhenghao sneered:
"A group of rats in the gutter, dare to show off their conspiracy under the nose of General Ben?"

Who is he?

The veteran general who crawled out of the Shura field in Liuji Mountain has guarded the border for decades. What kind of conspiracy and tricks have you never seen?

That Yan Xi thinks she is deep in thought, but in his eyes, what is it?
At the beginning of the beacon fire, he had already dispatched [-] cavalry, no matter how many members of the Liansheng sect rebelled, they would be wiped out one by one.

"Pass my military order, and seven people will wipe out half of them and catch the other half!"

Fang Zhenghao's eyes were cold, and he ordered lightly.

Yan Xi thought that he wanted to cooperate with Lianshengjiao to plot Baizhou and look forward to Longyuan Road, but he didn't know that Baizhou had already been fortified under his management.

What he wanted was not to cooperate with such a small group of elders, but to attract the attention of the real big shots of the Liansheng Sect.

"Yes!"

The young general responded with a solemn voice, got on his horse, and disappeared in the other side of the mountain forest not long after.

Fang Zhenghao urged the horse to move forward a few steps, looked at Maxiang City from a distance, guessed that the timing was almost there, and raised his hand just now:

"Everyone, let me follow this general and wipe out this gang of rebels!"

Whoa!
Hundreds of cavalry raised their swords and marched silently.

……

……

Boom!

The shadows of arrows all over the sky fell in one place, billowing smoke and dust, and the huge shaking centered on this long street and spread in all directions.

call!
The air wave forced out by the arrow light wind returned, blowing away the smoke and dust, and also blowing Yang Jue's martial robe.

The long street collapsed and cracked everywhere.

Among the ruins, Yan Xi's arms were broken, blood flowed like pillars, and she was paralyzed in the blood, and the smoke from the violent friction filled her mouth and nose.

It was impossible for the combined attack of the arrows of the four images of heaven's will to defeat her, but the truth contained in the arrow was extremely fierce and pure.

Even surpassed his own top real soul...

The person in front of her was even more terrifying than she had imagined, this real person, this real person...

"Yang Prison!"

She coughed up blood and grinned grinningly, she didn't know what she had noticed, and joy flashed across her miserable face:

"I'm dead, you live too..."

Click!

Lifting his foot, landing his foot, stamping out the last breath, Yang Jue put away his bow and arrow, and shook his head slightly:
"Anyway, he is also an elder of the Liansheng Sect, and he doesn't even know the seal of sacrifice?"

　Let's go to bed early, Gouzi continues to code, and there will definitely be two more.

　
(End of this chapter)