The first cause of all realms

Chapter 682 Overlord Falls, Naruto!

call!
Time seems to freeze at this moment.

The Baishui River is churning and turbulent, and the water vapor is steaming like clouds...

The wilderness is filled with dust, and cracks spread layer by layer...

On the city wall, Yang Jian held half a bow, while the expressions of Tie Tafa and others changed drastically...

In the dust, on the top of the city, outside the city gate, under the gaze of countless people, the palm pierced through the clouds and strong wind, and there was a gloomy white light between the five fingers.

fast!
too fast!
The speed of the incoming people was extremely fast, and the grasp of the battle situation was also excellent.

The moment it appeared, it was when Zhang Xuanba struck the four great martial saints horizontally, and when his punches were about to be exhausted, with Yang Yu's ability to penetrate the seclusion, he didn't notice it at all, as if it should have been there in the first place.

This is not martial arts, but,

"Transfiguration!"

This idea could not help but appear in Yang Yu's mind.

On the Splendid List, this sect's supernatural power is impressively listed, and its master is, the master of Mitian sect, Ning Wuqiu!
After the five martial saints, there is actually a sixth person hidden!
Boom!

Qianlong roared, and the black iron arrow intertwined with electricity and light instantly gasified and pierced the void like lightning.

Yang Yu's reaction could not be described as unpleasant. At this moment, except for Zhang Xuanba, he was the only one who was the first to discover it among all the people present.

"Ning is so lucky to be able to kill the Overlord today!"

The moment the deep and cold laughter swayed with the wind, Ning Wuqiu's killing blow, which he had been brewing for a long time, passed through his head in full view of everyone!

The power of this blow is terrifying, the sudden burst of strength tore apart the wind and clouds in a radius of tens of feet, like a magic knife piercing the air!

Yang Jue could see clearly that it was a mysterious man with a grimace mask, who didn't know the gender, he reprimanded lightly, as if he had been prepared.

The other palm was raised, and the light of the arrow was drowned in it.

"Lord Zhao!"

The iron stepping method suddenly took a step forward, his mood fluctuated violently, and he crushed the city bricks under his feet.

The rest of the people all turned pale in horror.

Only among the dust, the three Red Sun Dharma Kings who coughed up blood and stood up without any hesitation, braced their injuries and stood up from the ground, urging lore to kill again.

It is necessary to completely cut off the vitality of this great enemy.

"how is this possible?!"

Suddenly, an exclamation resounded through the world.

Ning Wuqiu's eyes widened with anger, and his heart was terrified to the extreme. This blow, which he had prepared for many days, thought to himself that it was the ultimate move, but the result, as he expected, passed through his head.

However, this is not the feeling of being pierced by flesh and blood, it is more like punching the sky, an empty illusion.

It seems that Henry Zhang in front of him is just a shadow, and it seems that he is not in the same space and world as himself at all!
"not good!"

As soon as the blow was missed, Ning Wuqiu instantly activated his supernatural powers, and he was about to flee ten miles away, unwilling and afraid to face the furious counterattack of the No. 1 in the world.

But his hand was caught!
This is enough to make any bystanders horrified scene.

Ning Wuqiu's 'invisible knife hand' pierced Henry Zhang's head, but there was no trace of blood, as if he was just a shadow, but when he raised his hand, he grabbed Ning Wuqiu's wrist in a substantial way!
"What are you, worthy of killing me?"

A calm voice sounded, and Ning Wuqiu's eyes turned red instantly, and he activated his supernatural power without thinking.

Shapeshift!

Click!

Blood spilled into the sky, and an arm with half a shoulder was torn off, accompanied by a low growl of pain.

In the sky, another strong light suddenly appeared.

boom!
Henry Zhang stretched his arms, and tore off Ning Wuqiu's arm with one hand, and the fist did not stop for a moment. Amid the roars of the Red Sun Dharma King and others, he once again blasted the Dark Moon Dharma King.

But this time, there was no more sawdust flying, only the viscous and hot blood of the Martial Saint was blown away by the strong wind.

boom!
Boom!

Like a single blow, and like several collisions, terrifying ripples soared into the sky, seeming to tear apart the dark clouds that filled the sky.

When the setting sun set, the collisions on the long river also stopped, only the strong wind blew in, and the monk's clothes and flesh and blood spilled, staining the glacier red!
huh~~
The cold wind blows away the mist.

Looking at the terrifying figure standing on the long river like a god and demon, the world seems to have suddenly quieted down.

One dead, one disabled and three wounded!
The encirclement of the five martial saints seemed to be broken before it even started, but in the eyes of everyone, Henry Zhang didn't even seem to be injured at all.

Even the unlined garment was not damaged in any way.

"Invincible……"

Looking at the bloody rain all over the sky, and the god-like figure under the setting sun, the same thought arose in everyone's mind.

The Red Sun Dharma King, Zhuo Ligetu, Tantai Mie, Ning Wuqiu, and the Dark Moon Dharma King.

These five martial saints are not newly promoted. They are all martial arts giants who have been famous for at least four or fifty years, and at most one hundred years. Any one of them is a big shot who can command thousands of people.

At this moment, five people are besieging, but...

"Baquan..."

Yang Ju closed his eyes, and this punch was deeply imprinted in his heart.

A true word is passed on, and a thousand volumes of books are falsely passed on.

No matter how many pointers, it is not as intuitive and clear as this punch. Without digesting, Yang Jue already felt the improvement of punching technique.

"what!"

In a certain shadow, Ning Wuqiu staggered to the ground, his voice hoarse like a ghost:
"Henry Zhang..."

His injuries were extremely serious, his right arm and half of his shoulder were torn off, and the viscera wriggling in his chest could even be seen from one side.

"Shape-shifting is a good supernatural power, but unfortunately, you can't use it well..."

Flicking off the blood beads from his fingertips, Henry Zhang looked calm.

Among the three ruins hundreds of feet away by the Baishui River, the Red Sun Dharma King no longer had the majesty of his previous precious appearance, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, but his eyes were full of shock and bewilderment:

"This, isn't martial arts?!"

With his current martial arts and practice, it is rare for him to encounter things that puzzle him, but the scene in front of him is beyond his expectation.

Ning Wuqiu is very human.

Although his supernatural powers do not have the ability to attack and attack, he can change form and change shadows to cooperate with his powerful assassination skills. As early as many years ago, he had the record of assassinating martial saints.

At that moment, the three of them were fully restrained, and it was absolutely true that Henry Zhang's fist was about to be exhausted, but he still avoided such a lore...

"It's really not martial arts."

People followed the sound, and by the side of the forest, an unremarkable young man appeared at some time.

He was not tall, and his complexion was still a little immature, but the moment he appeared, the wind on both sides of the river became colder and colder.

"Montenegro old demon!"

Yang Jue's eyes froze.

The old demon he saw at this moment was [-]% similar to what he had seen before, but [-]% different, not in appearance, but in breath.

If it weren't for the convergence of his will, he might have mistaken him for another person.

'Eighth Boxian, similar incarnation, he still has six? '

Yang Ju squeezed the Qianlong Divine Bow tightly, and there was a commotion on the top of the city, and more and more warriors gathered. Among them, he even felt the breath of several supernatural power masters.

This battle really attracted all the masters from the nearby states.

Even, if Henry Zhang had not left the customs early, I am afraid that the number of people who came would be several times, or even ten times...

"Brother Anyue's practice is still a bit short, it's a pity..."

The old demon reached out to catch the falling drop of blood, and looked towards the river.

To be precise, it was Henry Zhang’s feet:
"No wonder you want to shake the Qi machine and trigger changes in the celestial phenomena..."

"what?"

Not far away, Tantai Mie stood up with a saber, and he couldn't help being shocked when he heard the words:
"You..."

At this moment, the setting sun was slanting to the west, but the snowfield was open and the sun was still bright, but there was no shadow at all where Henry Zhang stood.

It's as if the person is not here at all, so that the sun can penetrate the body without leaving the slightest shadow.

This scene is very similar to a legendary supernatural power.

"Not there, not here... This is, standing upright without a shadow?!"

Zhuoligetu wiped away the blood from the corners of his eyes, swung the axe, his rough face was full of dignity.

"Stand upright without a shadow?!"

Saddened by the tragic death of his junior brother, the Red Sun Dharma King was a little unsteady, but he was the last to realize this.

He was shocked, but he couldn't help sneering:

"It's in vain that you keep saying that you inherit martial arts, but you haven't found another Dao fruit and learned supernatural powers?!"

"What do you know?"

Henry Zhang was dumb.

He has learned a hundred schools of military art since he was a child, and he has always been eclectic. He was able to become a martial artist at the age of [-], and he was able to introduce new ones, naturally he learned all kinds of martial arts.

Supernatural powers, he will not reject them.

There are many reasons for abandoning Dao Fruit, and the root cause, the biggest reason, is that the ceremony violated his heart.

And in his life, he has never been threatened by anyone, let alone a mere Daoguo.

Rejecting Dao Fruit doesn't mean he doesn't learn supernatural powers, of course, if it's supernatural powers...

"You left the customs early, I'm afraid you have tried to break through?"

The Montenegrin old demon walked forward slowly, resisting all the deterrence and pressure from the big river, with a gloomy light in his eyes:

"It seems that you haven't succeeded. That's right. There may be no way to become a martial sage. How can you succeed? However, you don't seem to be a complete failure. Interesting, interesting..."

"This world is not born with a road. If there is no road, just open it. If throughout the ages, everyone is like you, encountering mountains and rivers and dare not go forward, how can we have you and me today?"

Henry Zhang smirked.

"There is no road in the world, and it is natural to open a road, but it is clear that the Tongtian Dao is in front, but you still want to open a mountain to build a bridge, and take the rugged path that may not exist, but why bother?"

The old demon is also dumb:

"What's more, you haven't even opened the road..."

Behind him, Tan Tai Mie, Hong Sun Dharma King and others looked indifferent, gaining momentum again.

"If the old man fails, there will also be latecomers."

Henry Zhang replied lightly.

"Qi Daoguang? Youlong? Or..."

The old demon's eyes turned and fell to the top of the city, his eyes became secretive:

"he!"

As far as his gaze goes, it seems to be as heavy as a mountain, and there is chaos on the top of the city. Only Yang Jue does not avoid it, and looks at him:
"What about me?"

"This road is rough and difficult, and there are big rocks blocking the road. You can't go on..."

The old demon squinted.

"A boulder blocking the way?"

On the glacier, a strong wind blew up, Henry Zhang walked on the water, his robes were hunting wildly, and a contemptuous smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth:
"Don't think too highly of yourself!"

　I haven't finished writing this paragraph, but it's dawn, and I have no choice but to push the book "The Heavens: Invincible from the Great World of Xuanhuang"

　
(End of this chapter)