The first cause of all realms

Chapter 482 Step on the Supreme!
Maybe it was when I was almost starved to death in the wilderness, eating soil to survive, maybe it was the night of the Black Mountain, when the demons danced wildly,

Or, it was when he witnessed Deyang Mansion being starved and dead, thousands of miles away, or it was the time of Ling Chi Nie Wendong...

Or, it is the accumulation of what you have seen and heard along the way.

In Yang Yu's heart, there was a deep dislike for the Daoist emperor who had never been masked before, which he himself did not realize.

Therefore, after this cold sneer, he looked at the 'noble man' in the bronze mirror who was dazed at first, then flushed and trembling.

He only felt that the gloomy qi was gone, and an unspeakable joy welled up in his heart, as if even the zhenqi that had flowed through his body became more lively and agile.

However, the huge Vientiane Mountain is dead silent.

quiet!
Regardless of whether it was the end of the bronze mirror or this end, everyone lost their voices.

Some were stunned, some were terrified, some were trembling with rage, and most of them felt their scalps go numb, too shocked to speak.

Not to mention Ren Xiaoxiao and other masters from the East Factory, even the first two of the Eight Tigers of the Two Factory on the other side of the bronze mirror were also stunned.

The two big men who stomped their feet in the capital would attract mountains and tsunamis. After the huge shock, the first thought that flashed was that they couldn't believe their ears.

Being in a high position, how many people have they met in the past few decades?

Aristocratic families, martial arts sects, juvenile Tianjiao, Jianghu old people... There are thousands of people, and there are many rebellious and cruel ones.

But I have never seen such a bold person.

Under the huge shock, the two of them didn't even have time to utter angrily, they just looked at the nobleman in front of them with stiff eyes.

Except for Yang Qiu himself, no one could see the noble man's expression, but the two of them had keen senses, and they could clearly see the flushing of his neck.

heavy breathing...

"Ren Xiaoxiao!"

Liu Jing almost broke his voice, furious to the extreme:
"Are you dead?!"

While the voice was spreading, a roar resounded in the Vientiane Mountain.

"Yang Prison!"

Ren Xiaoxiao suddenly jumped up, and the bronze mirror flew up and rolled down behind him, angrily reprimanded:

"You are too bold!"

Extremely frightened and angry!
At this moment, Ren Xiaoxiao no longer had any emotions other than 'shock' and 'anger' in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't know Yang Ju's boldness, it's not that he doesn't know that he is a man of unruliness, a mud-legged person who crawled out of the mud, but whoever has never bowed and surrendered must be surly and arrogant.

But he never dreamed that he would dare to be so rebellious in the face of Long Live Lord's solicitation.

That is the co-lord of the Ming Dynasty, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, the most honorable person in the world.

how dare you? !

Does he have a gallantry? !

boom!
The strength of Peiran's palm has been slapped together, the strength is like yin and yang entanglement, layer upon layer, like waves and tides, among which is Ren Xiaoxiao's extremely angry will.

If possible, he would never want to fight the person in front of him, he didn't want to fight before entering the Shanhe ranking, and he didn't even want to fight after entering the Shanhe ranking.

But he had to make a move, otherwise, he didn't know what would happen to Yang prison, but he was afraid that he would end miserably.

boom!
Empty with one palm, the strength is wanton, and in an instant, it seems that a hurricane swept across, blowing off the stream, blowing down the house, and the dust filled the sky.

Joining Dongchang halfway, Ren Xiaoxiao didn't learn Dongchang's unique skill "Sky Wrath and True Assassin", but he can climb all the way from the masterful Dongchang to the second gear position, how can it be easy?
After many years of practice, he has practiced the 'Yin Yang Grinding' to the ninth grade, only one line away from the perfection of the magic skill.

With a slap of the palm, Pei Ran's palm strength and will were intertwined, and it seemed that a large millstone that was slowly turning was pressing down horizontally.

"Yin and Yang Grinding."

Faced with this palm, Yang Jue's eyes flickered, the Yin-Yang disc in his dantian jumped violently, and his true energy surged out.

boom!
Just at the tip of the toe, the gravel and sand within a radius of ten feet or even tens of feet shot up into the sky.

The huge vibration was transmitted very far, causing the bodies of many Dongchang masters who were kneeling on the ground to tremble, as if they had been electrified.

boom!
While stepping, Yang Ju stretched out his arms, stretched his five fingers forward, and then pulled back violently. With this pull, it was as if the entire sky was torn off by him.

He clenched his five fingers fiercely, and then, he stretched out his domineering fist, slowly but surely facing Ren Xiaoxiao's wrathful yin and yang mill.

The half a year in the illusion was certainly not enough for him to have any shocking breakthrough, but it was also enough for him to completely settle the impetuousness after the violent breakthrough.

The fusion of qi and blood is not achieved overnight, and the convergence of hundreds of classics is not the same.

But after half a year of precipitation, he has already found the opportunity.

With this punch, the real gang of the Yuan Dynasty burst out, combining the Buddha's elephant-throwing power, the old mother's shocking formula of splitting mountains, and combined with the core of the overbearing fist.

It is driven by ten dragons and ten elephants.

Before the punch arrives, the direction of the punch's front, bursts of thunderous air bursts in the air, and the ground surface is split apart without sound.

The fist is like a sharp edge, unparalleled in sharpness!
hum!
When the fists and palms met, it seemed like a temple bell was rang, and huge buzzers sounded from the sky and the earth at the same time, layer upon layer, setting off a violent wave.

"Yang Prison!"

Amidst the rage, Ren Xiaoxiao's face turned red, indignant and furious:
"You are a madman!"

madman.

Apart from this explanation, Ren Xiaoxiao really couldn't understand Yang Qiu's motives.

Today's Majesty, the ruler of a country comes with good intentions, even if he does not accept it, why should he be so rebellious and leave no room for it?

"Kneel down, it's easy."

Amidst the violent explosion, Yang Jue's voice was calm and cold enough:

"But you, can you still stand up?"

Kneeling is never easy.

Yang Jue has always known how to behave in two lifetimes, but he knows even more that once he kneels down, he will never get up again.

Just like Ren Xiaoxiao in front of him, the two of Dongchang on the other side of the bronze mirror.

Just because he has a dog doesn't mean he wants to be a dog.

I didn't want to, I don't want to now, and I won't think about it in the future!
"Ren thought you were a young master, but you turned out to be a crazy and brainless lunatic!"

With a powerful roar, Ren Xiaoxiao retreated five steps in a row, the ground under his feet collapsed and cracked, but with a low growl, he stepped forward again:

"Come again!"

Fists and palms collided, sending out a piercing explosion of air.

This is the friction between the real gangster and the air current, and it is the unstoppable power that is violently vented. In just a moment, all the Dongchang masters who rushed up were forced to retreat involuntarily.

And the next moment, Ren Xiaoxiao also started to retreat violently!

Ren Xiaoxiao's red eyes were glaring, and the huge force could not be poured out, causing his muscles, bones and membranes to explode.

At this moment, he finally felt what Zhang Lingfeng felt that day.

The person in front of him was far inferior to him in terms of true energy and strength, but his enormous strength was beyond imagination.

Under the urging of such supreme strength, his punches and kicks all had incredible huge bonuses.

Can't avoid it, can't stop it!
The fight was only three or five moves, but his viscera were shaken, and his blood was a little bit uncontrollable.

Back, only temporarily.

However, his speed was not as fast as the punch that came through the air, and within a moment, Yang Qian followed the fist and slammed into Ren Xiaoxiao heavily.

boom!
The earth-shattering explosion was left far behind by the two of them.

The expressions of the Dongchang masters changed drastically, only to hear the sound of breath, the flat ground in the mountain was trampled and broken, and the second gear was pushed horizontally into the mountain!

"Second gear!"

Someone exclaimed, someone threw a sword, but they couldn't catch up.

Yang Ju stepped forward, the direction of the fist, the trembling and humming of the big mill intertwined with strength seemed to be unable to bear it.

boom!
Gravels splashed, dust filled the sky, and the small mountain of Vientiane Mountain shook suddenly for a moment, with large rocks rolling down.

With one punch, one bump, Ren Xiaoxiao was actually deeply embedded in the mountain!

"Yang Prison!"

Ren Xiaoxiao screamed in rage, the scorching blood energy and true energy shattered a large area of ​​rocks, and at the moment when the punch was slightly away, he exploded again.

However, before his momentum climbed to the peak, he heard thunder that shook the sky again.

Another punch!
It's still a domineering fist, smash it down!
boom!
The sky-high wave of smoke and dust was wiped out at once, followed by another tremor of the whole mountain, and even the ground jumped suddenly.

"puff!"

The frightened and angry shout was drowned out by the blood rushing up from the trachea. After this punch, Ren Xiaoxiao only felt that the world in front of him was stained red with blood.

The whole person is like black iron that has been beaten, the whole body shrinks by half a foot, the closed pores all over the body are squeezed open, blood seeps out, it is very miserable.

"you!"

As soon as Ren Xiaoxiao uttered a single word, he was thrown into the mountain, buried by earth and rocks, and knocked unconscious.

call!
While the air waves roared, Yang Jian's long sleeves danced wildly, extremely fast, with fists and feet directed, and after a while, no one could stand still in Wanxiang Mountain.

There was a wailing sound, which seemed to overwhelm the whistling wind.

And it was only at this moment that the bronze mirror that was blown by the air waves fell to the ground, and there was no sound of angry reprimand in the glistening white light.

Only that indifferent, extremely angry gaze.

Before the Taoist temple, the face of Emperor Qianheng no longer seemed to have any waves, and his eyes were frighteningly cold:
"Qingzhou Yang prison, very good, I remember your name..."

"You know, after the announcement of the list, Li Baihu, the commander of Jinyiwei, tried his best to persuade you, and His Majesty agreed to see you..."

Liu Jing's eyes were also cold, and his voice was even colder without the slightest warmth:

"Mud legs, after all, mud legs. You will pay an extremely painful price for your quick tongue!"

"Actually, it's not that Yang hasn't thought about making false claims with you, relying on the imperial court's elixir and protection to go further..."

Yang Ju approached slowly, and looked down at the bronze mirror.

This time, it was he who was condescending. In the bronze mirror, the three important figures who were thousands of miles away seemed to be less than the size of his feet:
"But after thinking about it, the depression in my heart is always like a stick in my throat..."

"That should have been the wisest choice..."

The old man who was the first to utter angrily, his face was gloomy, and he was puzzled:
"The old man is very curious, why don't you do that?"

"In the past eight years, I have practiced martial arts hard. I struggled during the day and took medicinal baths at night. I fought with bandits, fought with pity, fought with soldiers, fought with corrupt officials, and fought with drought..."

"For what, I don't remember very well. But at least..."

With muddy footprints and smashing the bronze mirror, Yang Jue walked away in a huff, his robes fluttering like banners:

"Not to kneel at your feet!"

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(End of this chapter)