The first cause of all realms

Chapter 492 I Accept Your Divine Fist! (Ask for a monthly ticket)
Boom!
It seems that a meteorite has fallen to the ground.

The moment the brilliant light exploded, everyone on the plain uncontrollably looked at the sky, even including Fang Yulong who was heavily repelled by the red gold arrow.

Above the sky, the real shock waves spread out like concentric circles, turning the huge sky into a turbulent sea of ​​air.

Boom!
The first muffled sound exploded, and Duan Qilong's eyes were dripping with joy.

Just as he expected, the enemy in front of him, even though he has earth-shattering supernatural powers, is still too weak in martial arts, and his boxing skills are also inferior to his own.

His fist arrived first!
Hurricane, broken.

True gang, retreat.

Ragged, torn.

Straight to the chest!

Under this divine fist, nothing seemed to be able to stop it, not even for a thousandth of an instant, the sound of violent collisions came out through the body.

Under the torn black robe, the chest, which was as thin as iron, suddenly collapsed, and even the ribs that formed a piece were smashed to pieces.

The extremely ferocious punch even pierced through the body shell, protruding from its back, blowing away a large swath of airflow and clouds, and screamed the goshawk and the black dog in shock.

Fierce!

At this moment, even Yang Yu, who had experienced the baptism of Zhang Xuanba and the sloppy Taoist martial arts will, his eyes were bloodshot and red.

Huge pain surged from his whole body, turning into a frenzy, as if it wanted to drown his mind.

Duan Qilong's fist is far inferior to Zhang Xuanba in the illusion of Liuji Mountain, not to mention the sharp sword intent of the sloppy Taoist in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain.

But it also has the power to destroy the dead.

But he restrained the heart-wrenching pain, and he stretched out his fist clenched to the limit, and hammered it at Duan Qilong.

The subtleties that no one can see, within his palm, there is half a mustard space, and another turbulent force comes out.

This is when he was wrestling with Fighting Buddha and Yinyue in the Wanxiang Mountain, he intercepted the palm power of the number one master who has practiced horizontally in thousands of years!

The two combined into one, even though his strength has not fully recovered, it is still the strongest punch he has hit so far!
'die! '

The solid feel made Duan Qilong's heart aggravated, but it was not enough for a tenth of an instant. In his ear,

The second sound of 'drum beat' sounded.

This exploded from his body shell!
"Um?!"

Duan Qilong's pupils shrank violently for an instant, and were immediately filled with intense blood, and even wanted to squeeze out from the eye sockets!

The enemy in front of him has thin zhenqi, inferior boxing skills, and even weaker horizontal training. Even the unknown zhenqi can't resist himself because he is not yet mature.

Not to mention the will to do martial arts, and the sharpness of his fists.

But the moment this punch reached his body, an uncontrollable chill rose in his heart. The power contained in this punch was beyond his imagination!
The power of ten dragons and ten elephants is the best in the world, but he has seen it before!

A few years ago, he once had a wrestle with Xiaobazun Qi Daoguang in Linlongdao, and he saw the power of 'uplifting the sky'.

But the power contained in this punch far exceeds it!

Domineering boxing, earth-shaking magical powers, ten dragons and ten elephants, old mother's secret art of splitting mountains, Buddha throwing elephants, King Kong is not bad...

But besides that, there seems to be another person's imprint...

In an instant, countless thoughts emerged in his mind.

But in the end, it turned into several notes, which came out with the boiling blood:

"You cheat!"

boom!
Divide at the touch of a button!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the blood of the two spurted out at the same time, one of them went up, was invaded by the punch, smashed through the wind and waves, and rose all the way.

It seems to be punched out of the sky by this punch.

The other figure, like a meteor falling to the ground, smashed towards Han Feng Mansion, who was in formation to fight the enemy, with a burning stream of light!
"not good!"

The extremely ferocious air wave, with just one blow, shattered all the broken stones knocked out by Han Fengfu, causing his eyelids to twitch wildly.

"Everyone, spread out!"

Without thinking about it, he let out a long howl, and the true energy between his palms boiled and burned, and behind him, the shadow of a mountain seemed to emerge.

Then, with the help of the power of the formation, he stepped into the air, stretched out his palms one after another, and with soft strength, he wanted to lift the broken dragon.

However, yet again!
boom!
Han Fengfu's heart trembled, this fall was extremely violent, and he stretched out dozens of palms one after another, and his energy would disappear at the touch of a touch.

Immediately, together with himself, he was smashed onto the plain.

boom!
Like a massive thunderbolt thunderbolt being detonated at once, the whole plain turned over like an earth dragon, and large swaths of mud, sand, earth and rocks surged like waves, pulling up tens of feet high like a curtain.

Under the spread of the extremely violent air waves, the complexions of a group of elite mountain ghost team members changed wildly, and they were blown out of their true skills.

The one who was a little closer was actually shattered, coughing up blood and flying upside down, unable to hold a sword.

terror.

terror!
Looking at the scene that looked like a mushroom cloud soaring into the sky, Fang Yulong, not to mention the Flying Eagle Archer who was seriously injured on the outside, was also stunned.

Duan Qilong is naturally not an invincible character, but being defeated in an instant with fist to fist, head-to-head, still makes him hardly believe his eyes.

You know, he was appraised by King Zhao of the Western Mansion as a magical fist with the "talent of a martial artist", and he is also famous on the list of mountains and rivers!
"Two breaths, Buddhist Zen? Could it be that his backing is..."

As the turbulent air flow blows across the plain, Lin Daoren's eyes suddenly become deep, even the man of truth can't help but be surprised.

Zhao Kun was even more dumbfounded, and it took a long time before he said: "I...fuck..."

Only Qin Si's nervous hands were wet, and she grabbed the sleeves of her uncle, almost crying:

"He He……"

Looking at Qin Si, who was pale and about to cry, Lin Daoren's expression became extremely complicated, and he wanted to pull off his sleeve robe, but he couldn't bear it:

"This kid, he, can't die..."

Whoa!
The specially made martial arts robe was completely torn, blood was gushing from Yang prison's mouth and nose, his chest cavity was nearly half collapsed, and the goshawk chased after him screaming.

"puff!"

A mouthful of reverse blood spewed out, accompanied by the chi chi sword sound, this was the stubborn sword intent that could not be dispelled by the sword of the sloppy Taoist for many days.

call!
Stopping the soaring momentum, Yang Ju turned over and landed on the eagle's back, and the jade pendant presented by Qin Si also shone brightly at the right time, driving away all the injuries.

Hearing a few clicks, his collapsed chest has recovered without any delay, and Yang Jue took out his black robe and put it on.

Urging the goshawk to dive, rushing towards the ruins of the plain like an arrow leaving the string, where the dust rising like a mushroom cloud is.

"Brother Broken!"

Ignoring Lin Daoren any more, Fang Yulong pulled away quickly, and rushed into the ruins like a dragon with his real gang. He raised his sword and pointed at the diving goshawk:
"Yang Prison..."

Before the sound of shock and anger could be uttered, it was interrupted. In the deep pit of the ruins still surrounded by gunpowder, bloody hands grabbed his ankle:

"go!"

Han Fengfu turned over and sat up, blood gushed out like a fountain, his clothes were torn, and he was extremely embarrassed.

In front of him, Duan Qilong was covered in blood, as if all the [-] pores of his body were oozing blood, it was extremely miserable.

But he is still alive!

"go!"

Duan Qilong coughed up blood, as if his internal organs were about to be spit out:
"Go quickly!"

"I can't go, and I won't go!"

Fang Yulong's voice was low.

An extremely sharp aura rose from his body, and the big knife in his palm clanged, as if he was about to jump out to kill someone at any time.

"Brother Duan, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. This person will kill the Flying Eagles and Arrows first, and then lead you to attack. I'm afraid he will catch them all..."

Han Fengfu corrected the misplaced bones, stood up with his arms swinging, and the aura on his body became tragic:

"If we can't get away today, it's the fate of the three of us!"

call!
The goshawk swooped down, and the entrained airflow blew away the smoke and dust, revealing the terrifying scene in the ruins.

With Duan Qilong landing as the core, the ground with a radius of nearly forty feet collapsed, and the grass and trees further away were uprooted by the blow.

The large expanse of earth and rock seemed to have been burned violently, exuding an extremely unpleasant smell.

clang clang ~
Seeing the goshawks swooping down, the scattered masters of the six sects gathered towards Duan Qilong no matter where they were.

All eyes were focused on the back of the goshawk that was carrying the wind and flow down.

call!
At a certain moment, the goshawk stopped, the black robe stepped into the wind, stepped on the smoke and dust, and stood right in front of the ruins.

It wasn't until this moment that the masters of the Six Sects finally saw this one, and they single-handedly destroyed the Flying Eagle Arrow Team, defeated the two great arresters, and defeated the enemy of the Seven Star Killing Formation.

As the black color flew around, his height was the same as usual, and his body was not necessarily strong and burly, but he could land with him, maybe it was an illusion.

It seems that the dust and air currents of the entire plain have been suppressed.

"Yang Prison..."

Fang Yulong's expression was dignified, he clenched his five fingers, almost leaving traces on the handle of the knife, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

In the sky, the two of them swelled in an instant, and he could see clearly that they were punched each other.

However, Duan Qilong was almost beaten to death with such a powerful horizontal training, but this person's aura not only did not fall back, but increased a bit?

All over the body, but where is the slightest scar? !

Unscathed? !
Not only Fang Yulong, but all the masters of the six sects also feel cold, how can they fight?
"call!"

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Si breathed a sigh of relief.

Beside him, Daoren Lin frowned slightly, but he naturally knew why Yang Ju was unscathed, but even so, his heart was still shaken.

After half a year of chasing battle, at the beginning, he naturally came with the intention of attracting the masters of Long Yuan Dao, so as to make Long Yuan confused.

But later, he really wanted to kill.

However, Duan Qilong's horizontal training was too compatible with 'Fen Shan', he tried several tricky tricks, but failed to kill him...

"You cheat!"

Among the ruins, Duan Qilong was almost unable to get up, lying in a pool of blood, extremely embarrassed and miserable, but he still stared at Yang prison:

"Your supernatural powers are more than shaking the ground... boxing skills, you are not as good as me..."

"Your mountain-burning supernatural power has stopped until now. If I deceive you, what are you?"

Yang Jue swept everyone present one by one, paused for a while on Fang Yulong and Han Fengfu, and landed on Duan Qilong.

"As for boxing, Divine Boxing is really great. Although I am in the process of forging a hundred scriptures, I want to learn it."

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　In the new January, please ask for a few monthly tickets, brothers.

　
(End of this chapter)