The first cause of all realms

Chapter 506 Why is Yang afraid of the four of them joining forces? !

In the valley, Yang prison stood against the wind.

Up to now, he is no longer the beggar who would tremble in his heart when he met several refugees when he first arrived.

In martial arts, he has mastered the kung fu of changing tendons, changing marrow, and changing blood. The three go hand in hand, and the kung fu of changing soul has already reached the peak.

He still has the seven emotions and six desires, and they are more intense, but the heart is the master of the body, and the fear, apprehension, and trepidation in the ordinary sense can hardly affect him.

At this moment, the golden eagle crossed the sky, and the world-renowned Six Doors Catcher came in person, and he did not change his color, scolded Qianheng angrily, and was fearless.

Again, another breakthrough?

Up and down the valley where the cold wind was blowing, everyone couldn't help being startled when they heard the words.

Ping San retreated silently, his heart trembling.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Meng Hanguang's reputation is really shocking, such a big man is not qualified to contact him at all, and even his Patriarch's face will change when he hears about it.

Hearing Yang Ju's words, he felt a little in awe, but he still decided to leave.

No one in the field paid any attention to his whereabouts, and everyone's eyes fell on the swordsman in black in the valley.

"Breakthrough again..."

The hearts of Fang Yulong and the two of them sank slightly, but Lin Qitian couldn't help but relax his frown:
"Hundreds of classics melting and casting?"

"The breakthrough you are talking about is the casting of hundreds of classics?"

After being startled for a while, Meng Hanguang glanced at Lin Qitian who was standing with a bow, his eyes fell back to the valley, looking at the swordsman in black clothes standing with his hands behind his back, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing:
"Yang Ju, Yang Ju, do you think that your ability to be ranked in the mountains and rivers list has something to do with your martial arts? It's just a lucky one who made it to the list with supernatural powers.

Your breakthrough in martial arts can be called a master, but what do you think this means to me? "

"Martial arts and supernatural powers do not cover each other, but complement each other."

Yang Yu was neither surprised nor angry, and his expression was calm:

"You don't have supernatural powers, so it's reasonable to not understand. You think I'm just a small step in martial arts, but in fact, this is the initial fusion of martial arts and supernatural powers.

If Duan Qilong was alive, seeing me today, he would probably turn around and leave..."

In his body, the Yin-Yang Great Mill rotated violently, digesting the medicinal power of the two Human Yuan Great Pills, and at a deeper level, the 'yuan magnetic power' co-existing with the breath kept wandering.

While the magnetic field was spinning, he only felt the depths that he couldn't see with the inner vision. After the ground-shaking breakthrough, the power of ten dragons and ten elephants, which was extremely violent from the beginning to the end, became smooth again.

Lifting the sky and shaking the earth, two in one.

Nearly 70 years ago, Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of the Western Mansion was able to defeat the two great martial saints with a body that could make a breakthrough, perhaps because of his unparalleled talent and unparalleled military situation.

Naturally, it also has the function of 'lifting the sky and shaking the earth'.

The body that lifts the sky and the power that shakes the earth complement each other, and only then can they exert the peerless power that pushes the world across the world.

He can only shake the ground, but his physique is hard to keep up with. Nine oxen and two tigers can turn around freely, but with the power of ten dragons and ten elephants, they may not be able to exert their full strength, or they cannot last long.

But at this time, under the nourishment of Yuan Magnetic, his meridians and bones seemed to be under the cover of the True Gang at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and there was another layer of web interwoven with the power of Yuan Magnetic.

In this way, the violence of the power of ten dragons and ten elephants can be reduced to the greatest extent, and this destructive power can be turned into torture, so as to promote the progress of the "Yuan Magnetic True Body Art".

As he said, this is not a small step for martial arts, but a big step for the integration of martial arts and supernatural powers.

Just like Duan Qilong, he practiced horizontally with the help of burning mountains and his magical fists, and he was able to surpass Fang Yulong's martial arts, which was inferior to Fang Yulong, and faintly became the head of the six masters.

"is it?"

Meng Hanguang's complexion became a little colder, he knew well that the person in front of him wanted to provoke him, but he still couldn't suppress his anger.

Failure to recognize the fruit of the Lord's Dao is really the pain of his life.

Everyone said that he had the qualifications of a martial sage, but only he knew that without Dao fruit to recognize the master, even if it took another hundred years, he would not be able to take that step at all.

"The strangers of that generation are just lucky enough to get the Dao fruit to recognize the master, so they have supernatural powers, but they are greedy for the power of the sky, and they think they are great..."

Meng Hanguang's eyes are cold:

"Actually, apart from supernatural powers, his generation's martial arts are really unsightly!"

"You have the chance to win, and you have a plan in your chest, but why do you want to play these ghostly tricks? Are you trying to make people laugh..."

In the valley, there seemed to be a sudden gust of wind, Yang Jue stepped on it, and with his location as the center, the land with a radius of several zhang collapsed, and the mud and sand surged.

boom!
The moment the loud noise exploded, Yang Jue's figure had already appeared at the entrance of the valley, passing tens of feet away, and the turbulent air wave was chased madly by the bloody energy behind him.

And when his five fingers flexed and stretched, all of them sank into it.

Then, he squeezed his fists together, and punched out at a high speed:

"Come out!"

Rumble!
The golden light and the electric light radiate each other, and the new zhenqi moves layer by layer, pushing the vigorous power of the ten dragons and ten elephants to pour out.

In an instant, the ground at the entrance of the valley cracked, as if a meteorite had fallen to the ground, a large cloud of smoke and dust shot up into the sky, and countless silt, sand, earth and rocks flew in all directions.

Call ~
As soon as the fist print turned across the sky, the expressions of the people above the Golden Eagle all changed.

The strength of this fist is extremely powerful, the air flow that exists everywhere escapes when the front of the fist passes by, as if the ground where the fist landed has become a vacuum.

Its changes are not subtle, but the power contained in it is so great, and the power is well controlled, it is enough to make them all look sideways.

Especially Lin Qitian, Fang Yulong, and Han Fengfu, they had seen Yang Jian make a move before, so they could naturally see the changes in him.

This punch still has the aura of a domineering fist, but it also seems to have the flavor of a divine fist that breaks the dragon, in which all kinds of vigorous forces converge harmoniously.

As a result, it was clearly a violent punch, but it seemed like the sun and the moon were flying in the sky, it was hard to handle, but it was natural.

call!
Fang Yulong was about to make a move, when he saw a blue shadow flashing in the dust, before he saw anyone, the sword came out first!
Zheng!
In Yang Yu's ears, Long Yuan's sword clang sounded as a warning.

It was an ancient sword that was emerald green and as clear as a pool of water, and it was being held in a palm with slender joints but somewhat dark yellow.

It was an unremarkable middle-aged man.

He hid under the ground, raised his sword violently, and the sword was silent, but the moment he handed it out, it seemed that thousands of gods raised their swords at the same time, and the killing intent was surging like a raging tide, hissing and roaring.

"Yan Xiaoer!"

Above the golden eagle, Lin Qitian's eyelids twitched, and he recognized the person in ambush.

He does not belong to the six sects, but is one of the six great warriors of the Jinyiwei. With a sword of green blood in the sky, he can be ranked among the top ten assassins in the world.

The sword pierced out hundreds of zhang away, and the people above the golden eagle seemed to be able to smell the surging coldness.

"Jinyiwei?"

During the explosion of the air wave, Yang Jue only saw the dark black flying fish suit, and the punch he handed out was undiminished, but it deviated a little and hit the blue long sword.

boom!
In less than a moment, fists and swords intersected.

There seemed to be thunder blasting here, and the terrifying sonic boom exploded like a continuous cannon. Large swaths of sand, vegetation, and even the mountain wall were shattered by the energetic bombardment.

"Good punch!"

With a muffled hoarse voice, all the sword lights in the sky were retracted, but when the sword style containing the biggest killer move was about to be released, it was suddenly retracted.

Yan Xiaoer retreated tens of feet violently, retracted his sword and returned to defense, looked at Yang Ju who also retracted his fists in the dust, his indifferent face was moved, but also cold and displeased:

"Why did you close your fist?"

"Master Yan is good at swordsmanship!"

Yang prison stopped and did not chase.

Looking at the black flying fish suit that was no different from Qi Gang, he couldn't help feeling a little touched in his heart, and slightly cupped his hands and said:
"There are many old friends in Jinyiwei, old friends, Master Li has defended him several times, Yang Mouming is deeply moved, I don't know how Master Li is doing..."

For Jin Yiwei, even now, he is still close in his heart.

Lin Bai, Qiu Zhanyu, Qi Gang, Yu Fengxian, and a group of Jin Yiwei who died in Yuanminggu were almost the people he knew and recognized the most when he came to Qingzhou.

And the commander of Jinyiwei, Li Baihu, also has a lot of protection.

only……

"Master Li is naturally very... hum! Who will protect you?!"

Yan Xiaoer's eyes changed slightly, and turned into indifference:

"Today I came to arrest you, it was Master Li's order, you don't need to think about any old feelings, because you have nothing to do with me, Jin Yiwei!"

Although the two confronted each other with only one move, he already knew that he was not his opponent.

If it was normal, he might not be able to be aggressive if he gave way first, but he was very clear about the reason why Meng Hanguang told him to come...

"well said!"

The golden eagle swooped in, Fang Yulong jumped down, and a sneer followed the wind:

"Yang Qiu, you disobeyed His Majesty and killed brother Duan. The crime is unforgivable, and you still want to have friendship with Jin Yiwei? You are also worthy..."

call!
Fang Yulong fell from the sky, his vigor and blood were like blood dragons opening their eyes, the scorching valley was scorching hot, the big knife in his palm vibrated and the dragon groaned, and the fiery knife rolled to a length of tens of feet.

It strikes down with its strength, like an angry black dragon swooping down, wanting to choose someone to devour.

boom!
In the valley, the sonic boom rang out again, overpowering Fang Yulong's sneer, and under the burst of tremendous force, Yang Jue rose from the ground, stretched his ape arms, and squeezed his fists together again.

Facing the sword dragon that came from the sky and the ground, it rushed up:

"I've been talking to Lord Yan, what's the matter with you?!"

With this punch, Yang Jue showed no mercy, his whole body surged with qi and blood, and his qi and blood shot up into the sky like smoke, dyeing the sky red.

Surrounded by lightning, his speed was as fast as lightning, and ten dragons and ten elephants came out at the same time, not to mention the slightest reservation.

Before the punch was dropped, the domineering and strong meaning contained in it had already changed the expressions of all the people inside and outside the valley.

"Brother Fang, be careful, this martial art has really improved a lot!"

Han Feng's house was only full for a moment, and the moment he opened his mouth, he also flew down from the golden eagle, which swooped down, and the real hand moved with it, with both palms clapping on its head and feet.

Powerful zhenqi rolled in, followed by the slapping of his palms, superimposed continuously, and within a few moments before and after, the power of dozens of palms had already turned into one palm.

Among the six masters of the six sects, only he has learned not magical skills, but superior martial arts.

But what he has learned is the Great Fulong Palm, the Nine Fold Immortals of the Sea, and the Art of Marching with Fierce Qi, all of which are descended from the same strain.

At this time, he was doing his best, and the momentum seemed to surpass Fang Yulong.

Looking from the ground, one could see air waves spreading concentrically, and the interweaving of powerful will and true energy turned into a huge palm print that was tens of feet in size.

At first glance, it seems that the sky is a little dark.

Zheng!
Yan Xiaoer's reaction seemed to be a beat slower than the two of them, until Yang Jue soared into the air, he wrapped his body with sword light and stabbed straight out.

Sen Han's murderous aura surged, his sword light clanged, and it seemed that he had no strength left.

Lin Qitian's wrist trembled slightly, Meng Hanguang had already glanced at him, without saying much, his eyes looked into the sky.

The three great masters launched their killer moves together, attacking one person together!
The scene in front of him was quite spectacular, even though Ping San couldn't help reminding himself to get away as soon as possible, but he still couldn't help but stop and watch from a distance.

Fang Yulong, Han Fengfu, and Yan Xiaoer, these three are all famous masters for a long time, not only with superb martial arts skills, but also with high positions and weights.

The former two, as the second of the six great gods, can mobilize the nine realms in the world, with more than a million people from the six sects to catch fast and arrest heads, and the latter can even mobilize the Jinyiwei of various states.

He has always been a big shot who stomps the world.

But at this time, such three big figures are trying their best to kill one person, and on the other side, there are still six gates, of course Catcher and Lin Qitian, one of the three masters of Longyuan, are fighting.

With such a lineup, even the unrivaled heroes at the top of the mountain and river list will change their colors.

"Good come!"

Standing in mid-air, Yang Jue stepped on the strong wind, bucking the trend and making a comeback without fear.

Dozens of hundreds of deadly battles in Liuji Mountain not only forged his martial arts, but also allowed him to regain his composure as quickly as possible at any time.

The three great masters put all their efforts into action, although the momentum was powerful, but how could it compare to the Unrivaled Martial Saint in Liuji Mountain.

How can it compare to the sword finger of the Seven Tribulations that pierces through heaven and earth in Wanxiang Mountain? !

Boom!

One punch raised, one punch followed.

Yang's prison clothes were all raised, and he stretched out his fists, like the sun and the moon in the sky, looking at the rainbow light, with the mighty power of Pei Mo Neng, he met Fang Yulong and Han Fengfu at the same time.

Fist and knife!

Fist and palm!
Before the huge roar resounded through the valley, there was a moment of dead silence in the sky, as if the sound of the sonic boom in this moment of collision exceeded the limit that human ears could capture.

"General Lin, don't make a big mistake."

On the Golden Eagle's back, Meng Hanguang tightly grasped the Panlong stick in his palm, and he glanced at Lin Qitian:

"Can you save him for a while, or for a lifetime?

This officer is here only to capture him, but if you want to intervene, then Meng will have to do the same, and at that time, with the four of them working together, it may not be possible to save his life..."

"call!"

Lin Qitian's chest rose and fell, then calmed down again, and he let go of the palm that was holding the bow body tightly:

"That's it, that's it..."

boom!
The truth and blood are boiling.

Fang Yulong's eyelids trembled violently. When the long knife landed, he felt like a group of dragons and elephants roaring and galloping under the blade. With his true energy, he couldn't completely dispel it.

"Such power!"

Fang Yulong tried his best to defuse and attack, until now, he had a personal experience of the power that Duan Qilong encountered that day.

Unable to resolve!

Like a mountain avalanche and an earth cracking, the fist smashed the sword, and the ten-foot-long sword dragon burst apart after a short stalemate. Fang Yulong roared angrily, and was beaten and flew out!
At the same time, all the strength of the fist and palm exploded!

Han Fengfu, who was swooping down, actually flew towards the sky, and his powerful punch seemed to push him out of the sky!

Zheng!
Only Yan Xiaoer, whose unparalleled sharpness of the sword, just caught up with the moment when Yang Jue's aura fell after welcoming the two of them.

With a flash of blue light, the true gang and the horizontal training are split, and the flesh and blood are cut, and they are about to be pierced through.

"This sword, keep it in your hand before returning it to you..."

Before Yan Xiaoer's voice transmission could be revealed, there was an astonishing scene.

His Jade Blood Sky Sword is a magical weapon approaching Wanduan, and it is extremely sharp, enough to cut through the body of a martial saint, and the enemy in front of him is no exception.

However, where his long sword went, his flesh had already been cut open, but no blood flowed out. The separated flesh and blood seemed to be actively avoiding his sword!
Then, in his horrified gaze, countless 'lines' that were invisible to the naked eye interspersed, and in the blink of an eye, the wound was stitched up.

What kind of practice is this? !

"No need to pay back!"

The long hair swayed back, swinging away the edge of the long sword, traveling around Liuxu to the limit.

Yang Jue exerted force with his feet, and the empty air was crushed by his foot, under the circumstances that his figure should have fallen back.

Going up against the trend, stepping into the sky and ascending to the sky, ten feet, another ten feet, avoiding Yan Xiaoer's extremely sharp sword.

With the last step, Fang Yulong, who was flying across the sky, was knocked off the sky!
Then, with the help of strength, he soared ten feet into the sky again, standing between the clouds and the sky, cast his ape arm, abandoned his fist and turned his palm, pressed down on the handle of the knife, between five fingers rubbing, the divine blade came out of its sheath.

The halberd points to the old man with white hair on top of the golden eagle:
"Meng Hanguang, you don't have to think too highly of yourself?!"

　I originally wanted to write a big chapter, but I found that I couldn't finish one chapter, it was difficult, so I continued to code, and I wrote a chapter before three o'clock, and finished writing this plot...

　
(End of this chapter)