The first cause of all realms

Chapter 702 That Day Will Never End! (Second more)

Boom!

If the thunder dragon roared, it shattered the night sky.

An arrow flew north, illuminating the mountains and forests, and in the smoke and dust, Nie Longtian's face flashed with astonishment.

He was not born in a wealthy family, and in the first half of his life when he was recruited by the imperial court, he also worked his way out of the rivers and lakes.

He is well versed in the maxim of 'fight if you can beat, and run if you can't beat'.

In the dozens of fights that lasted several months, he completely put away the idea of ​​fighting Lin Daoren head-on, and would run away every time he sensed Qianli Locking Soul.

Therefore, it was only at this moment that he realized that the one chasing after him was actually...

"Yang Prison?!"

The rumbling thunder flooded the forest, and also drowned out Nie Longtian's frightened and aggrieved roar.

"Yang Prison?!"

A roar pierced the sky, and also alarmed a group of Buddhist monks inside and outside Pingdu Mountain, and even a large number of people from the rivers and lakes.

The momentum of the two's chase and escape was huge, so naturally they couldn't hide it from others. The blazing and majestic momentum was enough to shock all people in the world.

Some people even recognized that the one being hunted down was Wu Sheng Nie Longtian.

But no one thought that it would be Yang Qiu who chased him down...

"He was able to hunt down Wu Sheng..."

In a corner of the forest, among the monks of Fulong Temple who were startled by the aura of the two, the abstinent monk looked horrified, and his eyes were full of horror:

"how come……"

Looking at the arrows that pierced through the forest like thunder dragon roaring, Jie Se was completely stunned.

After so many years, his martial arts has naturally improved a lot, and he has already touched the realm of the melting pot of energy and blood, and he can be called a quasi-grandmaster.

In these years, he did not deliberately pay attention to Yang Yu, but he also knew that he had already surpassed the grand master, opened the entrance, and was promoted to the realm of the grand master.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Yang Ju has already ranked first on the Splendid List, surpassing Tie Hengliu, a martial artist from the East China Sea who has been famous for decades...

He was skeptical, after all, the rumors in the world were always exaggerated.

But who would have expected that the rumors were not exaggerated, they were even belittled. How could the person who could hunt down and kill the Martial Saint be the Grand Master?

"Yang Prison..."

Somewhere in the mountain forest, Fan Ru crossed his legs into meditation, looked up as if aware of something, and saw the hunting robe above the goshawk.

His eyes flickered slightly, and then they closed themselves again. The Dharma handwriting on his knees had already shone brightly under his continuous indoctrination.

The illusion is about to open, and he has no mind to do chores.

"Junior An dare to insult me?!"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, Nie Longtian's eyes were red, his clothes were torn, and he was extremely frightened and angry.

At this moment, the anger of being hunted down for months can no longer be held back.

boom!
The surging blood dissipated the lingering thunder, his palm prints were raised high, and he spit out his true energy, blasting towards the fast-coming goshawk.

Boom!

When Yun Taoist and his disciples looked up, they saw a hundred-foot-large mushroom cloud rising over the forest not far away.

Horrific qi and blood dyed the night sky red, and in the brilliant light, a dragon-shaped true qi with full beard and hair, and scales and horns raised its head into the clouds, connecting heaven and earth.

With an extremely domineering and ferocious momentum, he rushed to the sky!
"Dragon Subduing Palm!"

Such an earth-shattering scene caused all the warriors in the mountains and forests to collapse one after another. Those who were too close were even injured by the force of their palms and coughed up blood.

Boo!
Frightened, the goshawk rose to a high place.

In the midst of the burst of energy, the real magnetism and the electric light added to the body, without any hesitation, an arrow was fired, and Yang Jue immediately retracted the bow and stepped down into the sky.

While the energy was twisting, the head went down and the feet went up, the electric light intertwined, the blood and the real hand burned together, and they also pushed out a punch and pressed down horizontally.

It wasn't until he chased and killed Nie Longtian that Yang Jue knew why Lin Daoren hadn't done anything for several months. This person's method of hiding and disappearing is probably even more subtle than his hand, the God of Subduing Dragon.

With the ability to penetrate the deep and the speed of a goshawk, he chased and killed him for more than ten days before he finally locked on his location.

During this gap, he even completed the mustard space that was damaged by storing the heart nails, and even impacted Zhang Yuanzhu's boxing will in the race bag dozens of times.

"Nie Longtian!"

In one go, I forgot about everything in the Yang prison, and all I could see was the Dragon Subduing Palm Strength, which soared hundreds of feet into the air and shocked ten miles away.

Once upon a time, the power of this palm shattered his true body, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be shaken out of his body.

A few years later, when he faced it again, his palm strength was still fierce, but in his eyes, it was no longer unattainable.

Boom!

It seems that in less than a moment, the energy has already converged in the air.

All of a sudden, thunder roared, and the air waves emptied like a strong wind, blowing sand and rocks in the mountains and forests.

Then, under the horrifying gaze of the crowd, that lifelike dragon-shaped zhenqi was pierced through his body!
The body is like an arrow, piercing through true energy!

"what?!"

While the earth roared, Nie Longtian actually felt a chill in his heart, and felt a subtle but real fisting intent.

'Could it be that he really fought back the Dark Moon Dharma King? ! '

This thought flashed in his mind, and Nie Longtian couldn't help being terrified, but at this moment, even if he wanted to retreat, he couldn't retreat in time.

Boom!

Like stars falling into the forest, the huge woodland suddenly swayed for a moment, and then all of them sank.

Countless silt, vegetation, smoke and dust rose up like two curtains, covering the sky and the moon.

In the smoke and dust, the two figures separated suddenly, and then drew closer at an extremely fast speed. Without any pause, they were about to collide again.

Boom!
The moment the fists and palms met, Nie Longtian's eyes turned red.

At this moment, his mind was completely blank.

This punch didn't even reach the ninth rank, but under the extreme speed driven by the electric light, it brought ten dragons and ten elephants down horizontally.

Unexpectedly, a terrifying power beyond the tenth rank erupted!
In a trance, he even had a kind of dream back to the day when he played against Henry Zhang more than seventy years ago...

The same rigid and strong, the same domineering and fierce...

Can,
'He is not Henry Zhangba! '

Nie Longtian's eyes even ooze blood. After several months of pursuit and escape, his physical strength inevitably declined.

But if it is defeated by this person...

The flash of this thought hurt him suddenly, Nie Longtian's chest bulged, and the acupoints all over his body suddenly opened up, and the zhenqi he had cultivated for many years was completely detonated by him.

"Um?!"

His eyes were scorching hot, and Yang Jue was keenly aware of the subtle changes in Nie Longtian's body, but he didn't dodge or dodge, his strength gushed out, and his punches dropped again.

How could he be afraid of exchanging injuries for injuries?
……

A battle of martial saints broke out suddenly in this night mountain forest.

Its horror makes all the masters of the rivers and lakes inside and outside the mountains and forests horrified.

Smoke, dust and blood were seen rising continuously, and the big trees in the forest that could only be surrounded by several people fell down one by one, and were even blown into the air by the air waves.

Wherever the two figures passed by, everything was shattered and shattered, no matter whether it was grass, trees, mud, rocks, or even cliffs.

boom!
A huge boulder weighing a thousand catties flew out ten feet like a straw and fell into the forest, making Taoist Yun's master and apprentice jump wildly.

Seeing the extremely fierce fight, the old monk Xu Jing couldn't help being moved.

"Unexpectedly, this benefactor Yang is... Amitabha!"

After reciting the Buddha's name for a long time, the old monk Xu Jing suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the dumbfounded master and disciple Yun Taoist. With a single step, he walked towards the direction pointed by the copper coin.

All the old monks behind him followed suit.

At the foot of Pingdu Mountain, there are more than a thousand warriors from the rivers and lakes gathered, and there are no fewer than a thousand monks from various Buddhist sects.

The appearance of Bodhidharma's illusory aura was naturally not only discovered by Xu Jing and others, but not long after, monks from Lanke Temple, Wuliangzong, and Fulong Temple also discovered it.

They gathered in the mountains and forests one after another.

"Um?!"

The actions of so many people not only attracted other people in the world, but also Yang Jian, who was in the middle of the battle, was also moved.

"what!"

In the dust, Nie Longtian let out a long roar, and another slap was useless, and his Qi and blood vibrated uncontrollably.

At this moment, his breath inevitably fell.

Because he found that even if he traded injuries for injuries, he couldn't replace Yang Ni, who had a body that lifted the sky.

This person is already not weaker than himself...

What made him even more unbearable was that this person seemed to intend to use himself to hone his boxing skills.

In a short period of time, he actually saw the shadows of Baquan, Shenquan, Tiangangquan, and even various Buddhist boxing techniques in his boxing techniques.

"Yang Prison!"

With a low growl, Nie Longtian erupted again, as if he wanted to burn all his will, true energy, true energy, and blood energy in an instant.

hold head high!
The substantive dragon chant sounded.

"Death?"

Yang Jue's eyes froze, and he stopped thinking about sharpening his boxing skills, and the lightning around his body suddenly fell on the fist mark.

Use it to push Baquan to meet the fiery subduing dragon palm print.

boom!
However, with one touch, the light and shadow had already disintegrated, and Nie Longtian retreated instead of advancing, fleeing into the forest at top speed.

In the dark, he felt invisible guidance, as if someone in the forest was telling him how to avoid it.

He was suspicious in his heart, but he was very decisive, and survived the strength of Yang Ju's punch, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood spurted wildly.

But he also avoided his fist...

"Want to escape..."

With a cold sneer, Yang Qiu seemed to be unsurprised.

If Nie Longtian really had the heart to fight to the death, he wouldn't have been hunted down by Lin Daoren for several months, and even during the 20 days he was hunted down, he would not have found himself.

Without looking back, naturally I couldn't find out...

boom!
Yang Qiu was not surprised, and naturally he was on guard against him escaping. In a split second, he had already exerted his strength with his feet, and with the flash of lightning, he had already chased after him.

With Yuan Magnetic added to his body and driven by the electric light, although he endured great pain, his speed was faster than Nie Longtian's.

hum!
Suddenly, a white light lit up.

Yang Jue suddenly concentrated, but saw that the mountain forest here was shrouded in white mist at some point, and Nie Longtian, already one step ahead of him, was about to step into it...

"Yang Prison!"

In the mist, Nie Longtian's face was in pain, and there was even more intense killing intent:
"One day..."

"Dharma Fulongtu?!"

The familiar breath rushed towards his face, Yang Jue couldn't help being startled, but immediately, he exerted his strength suddenly and caught up with Nie Longtian who was shrouded in white mist.

Under the ferocious eyes of the latter, the punch that had been prepared for a long time was already smashed down heavily!

"That day will never come!"

　Good night everyone, Gouzi is trying to make up yesterday's chapter... Now I dare to speak

　
(End of this chapter)