The first cause of all realms

Chapter 490 High armor in the late Tang Dynasty, the four great fists!
woo~
As if the blue dragon is whispering, the dry dragon bows.

Just like pulling it open for the first time, this time, the energy of the whole body poured out like a flood, and the red and golden rays of light intertwined, shining like a scorching sun.

In the light mixed with two colors, Yang Jue looked calm.

In a daze, he seemed to see half a year ago again, when the Duanqilong was unattainable, dominating the top of the mountain, but its aura was heavier than the mountain.

At that time, even if he had the means to burn his life, he didn't have the slightest confidence to fight against it, and even under the cover of the Flying Eagle Arrows, he couldn't escape.

but now……

hum!
The moment Qianlong bow was slowly pulled away, the anger and killing intent in Duan Qilong's heart disappeared instantly.

A dense chill enveloped his mind like a tide, this arrow is more than twice as strong as the one that made him look sideways!
"This bow?!"

Duan Qilong was astonished in his heart, and he recognized it.

"Dry Dragon Divine Bow?! That Princess Longyuan is willing to give up this bow?!!"

The shock and the horror in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and immediately turned into an indestructible fist, and with the strength and true energy pouring out, he punched out brazenly.

From the outside, this is just a straight punch without any fancy changes, but as his arms reach the end, a power that is overwhelming, earth-shattering, and heaven-shaking pours out from him.

boom!
Between the lightning and the flint, a domineering, fierce will to decide life and death moved with his fists, like a dragon pouring over the sea, setting off turbulent waves in the sky.

It was a punch, but not just a punch.

The power of the fist is surging, it seems that there are thousands of layers, layer upon layer, as if there is no end, surrounded by deafening explosions.

He blatantly and decisively hit the Xuanfu archer standing on the back of the eagle.

"God Fist!"

On the plain, all the people looked up to the sky, some were terrified, some were worried, and some were shocked. The old man's expression changed, and he recognized the punch.

God fist!

This is Duan Qilong's famous boxing technique. It is named after a god, which shows his arrogance, but it also shows his courage.

This boxing technique is one of the four great divine boxing in the world. It is as famous as King Zhao's Baquan of Xifu and Fanquan of Dali Eternal Moonlun Temple.

According to legend, at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Gao Jia relied on this magical fist to smash the capital of the most powerful Tang Dynasty in the world at that time!
Duan Qilong is of course not as high-armed as the unrivaled hero back then, but the essence of this fist was deeply conveyed to Yang Jue's heart through the tens of feet of sky.

Fist is power!
It is also enough to destroy people's hearts!

The battle between the great masters is not only about martial arts and strange arts, but also about the will of martial arts derived from the mastery of a hundred tricks, the opening of the profound gate, and the unity of the three elements of energy and spirit.

Duan Qilong burst into anger, but his mind was extremely clear. He was shocked by Yang Ju's unimaginable progress, and felt the sharp arrow.

But in the same way, he smelled his shortcomings.

His energy and spirit have not yet been unified, and his will to martial arts has not yet sprouted.

To seize someone with power, it only takes a moment to blow him up in the air!

boom!
The extremely strong punch roared towards him, as if it could fill the sky and the earth.

however……

"Invincible Divine Fist..."

Feeling the extremely strong fist force, waves rose in Yang Ju's heart.

He faced Zhang Xuanba dozens of times in the Liuji Mountain illusion, and even faced the sloppy Taoist in the Vientiane Mountain. Although the fist in front of him was powerful, it was not enough to shake his mind.

He had seen this punch before.

When Daoguo took the first step of the four steps, he dreamed back to the end of the Tang Dynasty. He once fought against the rebellious army with the body of Zheng Changgong. During the process, he had felt the same punch.

"Gao Jia's Divine Fist..."

After thinking about it, Yang Jue looked calm and let go of his fingers. The dry dragon bow, which looked like a full moon, made the sound of dragon chant resounding across the plain at this time.

hold head high!
Amidst the roaring dragon chant, the fist and the arrow finally met.

hum!
At this moment, the void seems to have stagnated for a moment, like a meteor piercing through the sky, the breaking dragon, and the bursting arrow streamer, freezing in the space for a moment.

The intersection of the fist and the arrow is clearly separated, as if an invisible mirror is separated in the middle, and the turbulent ripples and ripples spread wildly on both sides.

This is the huge force pushing the airflow horizontally, and it is also the trace left in the air by the amazing collision and light.

The next moment, the invisible mirror seemed to disappear, and the mountains and seas, like air waves and light, slammed down violently.

Incomparably domineering towards Duan Qilong, pushing, galloping, roaring!
This is a very spectacular scene.

It seems that under this arrow, it is not Duan Qilong himself who is brutally moved, but the sky where he is.

They are all retreating!

At this moment, Duan Qilong's expression changed irresistibly, and he realized Fang Yulong's feeling at the previous moment.

In front of him, it didn't seem like an arrow.

And like a group of dragon elephants roaring and trampling, the terrifying vibrations passed through his body and passed through his whole body.

All of a sudden, his ears and heart were filled with the loud noise of bones rubbing against each other.

Rumble!
A moment later, there was a deafening sonic boom resounding in the sky, and after the turbulent airflow changed the fate, the goshawks whose strength increased so much that they almost fell to the ground.

The big black dog whose hair was dyed white even grabbed the eagle's back with a 'whimper', and was almost blown out entirely.

boom!
With one arrow, Duanqilong fell to the ground like a meteorite, knocking over half an acre of plain, and the dust that was splashed was several feet high.

"Brother Broken!"

Fang Yulong's face changed suddenly, his body was like an arrow, and he held his long knife back to protect Duanqilong. In the distance, Lin Daoren, who was running at a high speed, was also frightened and seemed to stop.

The burst of air could not stop echoing above the sky, but inside and outside the plain, there was suddenly a dead silence, even the flying eagle archers with broken tendons and bones, all forgot to cry out in pain, and stared blankly at the sky.

As the arrow pierced through, a clearly visible white line appeared high in the sky, stretching several miles in front and back, as if dividing the sky into two halves.

Moreover, that arrow is still flying towards the extreme distance.

The power of an arrow is so powerful!

Fang Yulong's breathing became short of breath, and the masters of the Mountain Ghost Squad who came running from a distance scattered away, dormant in the forest and bushes.

Han Feng Mansion also stayed in place, lingering with true energy, as if facing a formidable enemy.

There are so many masters in the world, but the sharp archer has always been the most dreaded, not one of them.

At this time, Yang Yu, who was straddling the goshawk and had shot down all the Flying Eagle Arrows, was holding his breath and concentrating on where the longbow was.

The two masters of the Six Doors were on the verge of a formidable enemy, but after all, they had just learned about the fact that Yang Yu was on the list of mountains and rivers, so they had some foresight.

But Taoist Lin, it's really unbelievable.

It seems that it is less than a few months?

In such a short period of time, it is incredible for him to condense his true energy across the furnace. How could he be so tyrannical?

Duan Qilong is not an ordinary grand master...

Huhuhu~
In the strong wind, Yang's prison clothes and hair were thrown back, and the sweat that gushed out was blown dry.

The consumption of the Qianlong Shenbow is so great that even if you have experienced it once, you still can't adapt to it. In an instant, your whole body seems to be hollowed out.

If you want to chase and catch up with an arrow, it will be impossible.

Pity……

The frightened goshawk climbed even higher and dared not land for a long time, but Yang Qian's eyes still fell on the dusty ruins.

Duan Qilong's horizontal practice is naturally not as good as that of Dou Buddha Yinyue who wrestled with him, but it is only half a chip behind.

Although his arrow pierced through his true body and injured his body, it still pierced through his domineering body.

In particular, he also has the supernatural power of 'burning mountains'.

At the last moment, Duan Qilong resolutely dodges his vitals, paying the price of a large piece of his chest being torn apart, avoiding his arrow.

This made him have to admire, you know, the difference is the consequence of being pierced through the chest.

"Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrows, Dry Dragon Divine Bow, Earth Shaking Power, good, good, you are good..."

In the dust, Duan Qilong knelt down on one knee, and the large plain was smashed into a deep pit with a radius of tens of feet.

His mouth and nose were bleeding, his long hair seemed to be burned by a raging fire, and the clothes woven with golden silk were riddled with holes.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!
Rao broke Qilong's heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear. If there is another arrow with such power, he might not be able to escape.

Fortunately, Yang Jue might not be able to shoot the second arrow in a short time, and he didn't come alone.

"Brother broken?"

Fang Yulong's complexion was also extremely bad, and there were a large number of seriously injured Flying Eagle Archers gathered around him.

A group of people looked trembling, looking at the goshawk in the sky and Lin Daoren striding forward like an enemy.

"Brother Broken!"

At this time, Han Fengfu also stepped forward, holding his palms, and protecting Duan Qilong in front of him.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Duan Qilong was extremely decisive, he bit the human Yuan Dadan in his mouth, and stood up again.

The supernatural power of burning mountains is more than just a literal meaning.

With this supernatural power in his body, he can burn all the alien powers that enter his body, and transform them into true energy to heal himself, and he can absorb the power of medicine dozens of times faster than ordinary people.

If not, he would not have been able to chase and kill Lin Daoren for more than half a year by himself.

But this arrow wound...

"Want to go?"

Zhao Kun realized later, it was obvious that all the seriously injured Flying Eagle Archers staggered back, and they still couldn't bear it.

But he didn't want to be held down by Lin Daoren:

"Let them go..."

"Uncle Master?"

Zhao Kun raised his head in confusion, and was shocked in his heart, only to see his uncle's complexion was as pale as paper, and his aura fell to the bottom.

'Old wounds recurring...'

Lin Daoren remained silent, staring coldly at the group of people at the six doors retreating slowly, without any movement.

"Yang Yu, Lin Daoren..."

Fear flashed in Han Fengfu's eyes, he might not be able to resist that arrow at all...

"Everyone, please stay."

At this moment, the goshawk blared again, swooped down, and circled in front of the people from the six doors without landing.

"Yang Prison!"

Fang Yulong slashed his sword in front of him, his face sinking like water:

"How are you doing?"

"The Earth Shaking Divine Seed was actually obtained by you! Unfortunately, your realm is too low. Even with the Earth Shaking Divine Ability, how many times can you draw the Qianlong Divine Bow?"

Han Fengfu's complexion was serious, with cruelty:

"You are not enough to take me down!"

"call!"

On the eagle's back, Yang Jue, who had regained some strength, exhaled lightly. He glanced at the pale Lin Daoren behind them,
Slowly raise the bow:

"Try it, why not?"

　Good night, go to bed early... Recommend a book, if you are interested, you can read it. "I am Immortal in the World of Cultivating Immortals", upon waking up, Zhou Yi became the jailer of the Heavenly Prison,

Fortunately, the fruit of longevity, but there is no way to protect the Tao!
In the chaotic world of Xiuxian world, monsters and monsters are rampant, and there are many dangers. Zhou Yi decided to hide and practice for hundreds of thousands of years!

The situation is changing, time is passing.

The child who was let go 100 years ago became the founder of Dagan.

The young man who taught him 1000 years ago became the elder of Xianzong.

The pet raised 1 years ago has become a peerless demon king in a foreign land.

This is the story of a mortal who is immortal, sitting and watching the vicissitudes of life, the change of brokerage, and finally becoming the immortal god of immortality!

　
(End of this chapter)