The first cause of all realms

Chapter 754 Peerless Battle!

boom!
It seemed as if a great sun suddenly lit up, burning out the brilliance of a lifetime in an instant, and the extremely fierce light of blood ignited all the darkness.

accept!
Life!
Come!
The sound waves are like thunder, and the light of the knife is like electricity.

At this moment, the murderous intent accumulated in Yang prison's heart for many days completely vented out.

boom!
The sound of the saber roared like ten thousand thunders, reverberating inside and outside Dingyang City, attracting the attention of countless people.

"This is……"

The pupils of Mu Qingliu who stood leaning on his sword in the smoke and dust shrank violently.

A blade of light was seen rising up like a giant dragon roaring in the sky amidst the storm of wind and thunder.

It is also like a thunderbolt piercing through the sky and earth, breaking through the haze.

Mu Qingliu's heart was shaking violently, no one could see it more clearly than him, it was not because his will surpassed everyone present.

It was more than nine months ago, in Ding'an Road and Youzhou City, he had seen this saber, and his will was broken, and he was seriously injured until now.

This is,

"Lu Chen's Heaven's Will Sword?!"

Boom!

The light of the sword is like a dragon, cutting against the sky.

In the clanging of the saber, it contained all of Yang Prison's more than 20 years of cultivation, as well as his extremely boiling killing intent.

All the killing intent and anger spewed out, but his heart was never calm, the extremely quiet after extreme anger.

The position, time, power, speed, wind, snow, shadow, dust, smell when the knife is released...

Everything gathered into a river in his heart, making his saber, like the rising sun, like the wind and rain, reach everywhere and hit everything.

God's will is like a knife!

"Yang Prison!"

In an instant, Jiang Wuyang, Lu Qingting, Chu Tianyi and other acquaintances recognized him.

"I still can't catch up with you..."

Under the scorching light of the saber, Qi Daoguang sighed slightly in his heart, and immediately lifted Fang Tian's painting halberd forcefully.

The Taoism that was still applied to him was too fierce, he was almost hit by his full strength, and his injuries were extremely serious.

"He is already a Martial Saint..."

Looking at the sword light that was so terrifying that it was like a light shining on his back for tens of miles away, Chu Tianyi felt chills in his heart.

Indescribable emotions surged in his heart.

He has only met Yang Qiu a few times, but every time he sees him, there is a shock from the bottom of his heart.

It's not because of its tyrannical force, but because of its unimaginable progress.

He still remembered the first time when he first saw the fairyland. Although the Yang prison at that time was tyrannical, his realm was still inferior to his own. His martial power was extremely strong, but he could still be expected to surpass him.

But at this moment...

boom!
The light of the knife was like a waterfall, and the countercurrent smashed through the miasma of clouds, and the air waves emptied out. The people who were far away felt the strong wind blowing against their faces, and they felt pain like bone-piercing.

"In just a few years, the carp has turned into a dragon..."

The minds of the people watching from afar were already shaken, and the old mother Liansheng who bore the brunt of the attack on the altar has fully absorbed all the power of this knife.

Looking at the lightning-like sword light of Ba Lie approaching from a distance, she couldn't help but feel rippling in her heart.

"Indeed……"

The light words were blown away by the strong wind, and Feng Wushuang sternly shouted from a distance:
"She has the art of invulnerability to a hundred soldiers!"

In the shadows, Feng Wushuang's expression was tense. She was not surprised by Yang Qian's arrival. During this year, the two exchanged letters many times.

Regarding the various secret techniques taught by Lian Sheng, Yang Jue knew better than everyone present except her, but he still couldn't help but sound a warning.

Even after exposing his figure, he was crazily counterattacked by the masters of the Liansheng Sect.

"The dog that betrays the master!"

Glancing coldly at Feng Wushuang who was besieged by the masters of the sect, Liansheng's old mother suddenly let out a chuckle:
"Good boy, grandma is very happy that you can come..."

hum!
While the voice was floating, the expressions of several great martial saints including Mu Qingliu and Qi Daoguang tensed up, and they almost wanted to make a move.

However, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

This 3000-year-old mother who is proficient in most martial arts and Taoism in the world, did not perform any Taoism.

Even the huge surface that was about to cover the high hanging city did not fluctuate in the slightest.

She just stretched out her arms.

With just such a subtle movement, everyone, including Mu Qingliu and Qi Daoguang, was already furious and burst into a rage:

"Shameless You!"

This is not a Taoism, but it is more powerful than any Taoism.

The light of the saber missed the target, and his power was already weaker by more than three points. Even Yang Qiu, whose killing intent was boiling to the extreme, had to give a little pause.

Because, between the two withered veterans was Yang Jian who was still crying!
No one could have expected that a supremely powerful man who had survived for 3000 years and was worshiped by countless congregations as a god would make such a move.

Not to mention Qi Daoguang and other martial sages, but all the members of the Liansheng sect were shocked.

However, there is still a faint smile on the face of Liansheng's old mother, which is indifference, contempt, and mockery:
"The knife technique is good, so what?"

She had never seen this knife before, and she admired it for its subtlety, but that was all.

She sees the roars and eyes around her clearly, but so what?
The world's praise and slander, honor and disgrace are nothing to her.

"Old dog!"

Substantial light burst out from the eyes, and the teeth collided violently, almost sparks burst out.

Then, under everyone's shocked and horrified eyes, Yang Qiang did not retreat but advanced, and the already extremely violent sword light became a little faster.

Bottom-up and top-down.

With an extremely domineering and ferocious posture, he slashed towards the altar, including the weeping Yang Jian:
"God's will, like a knife!"

Boom!

Under the light of the knife, a trace of astonishment flashed across Liansheng's mother's face.

laugh!
In less than a thousandth of an instant, the violent knife light has drowned everything, including Qi Daoguang's puzzled growl.

Rumble!
In the next instant, the altar was completely shattered, and the omnipresent white mist was completely wiped out by the blade light.

At this moment, martial saints as strong as Qi Daoguang, Jiang Wuyang, etc., did not see clearly the scene of the knife at all.

Only Mu Qingliu saw a scene that was enough to shock everyone when he thrust out his sword again.

The light of the knife, which is sharp and violent enough to cut through most of the rare irons in the world, is like water waves and sunlight.

In an instant, he bypassed the wailing child, and bombarded the old torso on the altar without missing a beat!

Eyes, eardrums, throat, nostrils, heart, torso, limbs, crotch...

One knife is like thousands of knife!

This is not any sword move, but it is extremely complicated. This is the technique that Yang Ju learned from Wei He.

At this moment, Yang Ju's will was burning, and under the eyes of the sky, there was nowhere to hide from every tiny and tiny place.

Coupled with such an extremely complicated technique with no dead ends, he thought to himself, even if it is the strongest cross-training in the world, he can break through it with one effort.

however,
"If you can't cut it, there is no flaw!"

The moment this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Jue didn't feel any unwillingness or shock in his heart, but with the help of the faster and more ferocious counterattack force, he grabbed Yang Jian's outstretched little hand.

Boom!

Afterwards, all the sword light he exhausted in this pose descended on his body under the effect of the Taoism "return to the other body"!

A Taoism, even if it is practiced to an extremely advanced level.

It is still necessary to set up the altar, recite Taoism scriptures, and sacrifice, whether long or short, extremely cumbersome, but it can be tyrannical, and it is also not inferior to supernatural powers!
Because Taoism is a supernatural power!
Therefore, even though Yang Qiu knew all kinds of Taoism in this old woman, he still couldn't avoid it.

Being engulfed, he slammed heavily onto the street.

And in the eyes of the Liansheng disciples with low martial arts, they only saw the flash of the knife, and the violent comer was smashed into the dust just like everyone before.

Can't help shouting.

"This knife is almost magical!"

Liansheng's old mother, who had been chopped off by a total of [-] knives, couldn't help sighing.

On the shattered altar, she stood upright, rose and fell with her hands, held up Qi Daoguang and others who were rising violently, and knocked them back heavily.

boom!
Accompanied by the muffled sound of falling, the huge Dingyang City was once again dead silent.

At this moment, with a heart as tough as Lu Qingting's, he couldn't help feeling a touch of despair in his heart.

In the ruins, there was obviously only a gray-faced, aging woman, but in the eyes of many masters of the rivers and lakes who attacked, she was as terrifying as a god and demon.

Mu Qingliu, Qi Daoguang, Jiang Wuyang, Yu Baimei, Huandan, and Guangjue are two great Zen masters...

Together with the Yang prison at this moment, this is already an absolute force that can shake the world, but...

"How many heroes are there in this world? Bodhidharma, Sloppy, Mad Monk, Three Smiles, Zhang Yuanzhu, Zhang Xuanba...

You are worthy of being a hero in this life, if you were born in ancient times, you must be a fairy-level existence who disturbs the situation..."

Slapping the dust off the sleeve robe, feeling the anger, loathing, awe, and worshiping eyes around her, Liansheng's old mother spoke softly.

In the tone of a witness, leave an epitaph for 3000 years of martial arts:

"Unfortunately, martial arts is just a path, and you who have gone astray, even if you practice to the extreme, are just a bunch of puppies who have not yet opened their teeth.
No matter how much you struggle, it will only add to the jokes!If you don't wear armour, don't wear soldiers, who can kill..."

The faint voice echoed inside and outside the city, like a cold current, trying to freeze everyone.

At this moment, even a martial sage like Jiang Wuyang felt his heart wavering and felt great terror.

Because, what the old woman said, there is nothing false.

Since ancient times, none of the strongest martial artists in the past 3000 years can kill her, and even an unknown number of people died because of her...

"she……"

Chu Tianyi's heart trembled, and he wanted to retreat again, but to his despair, the white mist enveloped the entire city.

There is no escape...

The deadly horror was interrupted by a low shout.

"Crack!"

Boom!

Just like ten thousand thunders exploded in an instant, the dust that filled the entire street was wiped away at once.

"Brother Qi, take care of my younger brother for me..."

Qi Daoguang raised his head suddenly, and saw a little baby falling towards him with its teeth and claws open. He subconsciously took it, and heard a thunderstorm, and a long whistle sounded:

"kill!"

Just one word, people are already violent.

The thunder is like a waterfall, and there are few people to be seen, only the swords and soldiers of the whole city are clanging at this moment, wanting to fly into the air and bow their heads in worship.

Tenth Grade, Yuan Magnetic True Body Art!

Under the intense burning of spirit qi, Yang Ju's body shot out like an arrow, the speed was as fast as a thunderbolt startled the sky.

This scene once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

Returning the tyranny of the other body can be seen from the fact that Mu Qingliu, the number one swordsman in the world, was seriously injured by him.

Yang Jue, who had eaten his all-out blow, was unscathed?
Not only was there no injury, but it seemed to be better than before? !
Seeing the piercing figure, Mu Qingliu couldn't help being moved, the scene of that day when he fought against the suspected Lu Chen flashed across his mind.

An incredible idea emerged in his mind:
Could it be that Lu Chen's Heavenly Will Sword was learned from Yang Yu? !

boom!
Violent knife energy gushed out from the mustard space, passed through the palm, and submerged into the double-edged knife again.

With the help of that huge counter-shock force, Yang Jue made another slash, and this slash was even more powerful than the previous one!

hum!
This slash, even with the blessing of the Greedy Wolf Dao Fruit, is already a double-edged sword among the thousand-forged soldiers, and at this moment, he burst into an overwhelmed groan.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, Liansheng's old mother couldn't help but feel slightly moved. She turned her eyes, and seemed to understand something:
"It's a good idea to absorb the anti-shock sword energy in the mustard space..."

She was a little surprised, but she was just a little surprised. Facing the knife light that was even better than before, she just raised her palm.

Flick.

boom!
The thunder light that was approaching the extreme, under the gaze of everyone, once again froze in the air, and the wrestling of two huge forces sent out heavy waves of air.

But in just a split second, Yang Jue flew upside down again, smashing the ground, leaving a huge chasm filled with gunpowder smoke on the long street.

Then, the thunder rang again, and the figures rose violently.

Ka Ka Ka ~
At this moment, the sound of violent muscles and bones rubbing against each other resounded like thunder.

Under the fusion of the dazzling thunder light and the red-gold blood energy, at this moment, Yang Yu's whole body is glowing, as if a magic weapon is opening up.

"The second level of Qingtian?!"

Qi Daoguang was startled, and immediately realized something was wrong:

"His skeleton..."

The sky-sustaining god was separated from the body, but his practice on the body of the sky-sustaining body was still there, and after a quick glance, he already found something wrong.

Yang Jue's practice in Qingtian's body has not surpassed his own, but his skeleton and flesh are so tough to an unimaginable level.

The muscles and bones were bursting like thunder. If it were him, he would have to cough up blood, but...

"kill!"

The howling sound was almost hoarse.

Only when he really fought against this old witch, did Yang prison understand why tyrannical Bodhidharma, sloppy Taoist, and Zhang Xuanba would not mention this person when they mentioned this person.

This old guy who has survived for 3000 years has reached an unbelievable level of practice in Taoism.

So far, he hasn't touched the triple threshold with one of his supernatural powers, but he has an extremely strong sense of déjà vu.

This old witch's Taoism practice, I'm afraid it can already be compared with the quadruple supernatural powers!

This is a terrifying power that surpasses the world.

But there was no fear in his heart. When he came, he had already expected this scene.

boom!
Boom!

The earth-shattering loud noises exploded in the city again and again, like the most intense war drums, and everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.

Falling to the ground again and again, violently rising again and again!
In the end, the skin and flesh on Yang Jue's body were falling off, which was affected by his own terrifying saber energy.

The first level of the sky-lifting body and his 20-year horizontal training body can't bear such a terrifying sword light.

But in addition to the sky-lifting body, the horizontal training body, and the true scorpion at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he also had a black iron skeleton that was close to a thousand forgings, which he had hammered out with thousands of catties of black iron in a year!
Boom!

There was another thunderstorm.

At this moment, seeing the flesh and blood falling off, the almost skeleton-like figure who was still holding a knife, the expression of Lian Sheng's old mother finally changed.

Once again, the giant face hanging in the sky was triggered:

"Taoism, devouring heaven and earth!"

The terrifying dao light came again, and the overwhelming shadows were like thousands of tentacles grabbing at the figure under the domineering knife light, blessed by thunder light.

At this moment, the super-twelfth-rank Taoism went berserk, and its power was so terrifying that even Mu Qingliu and the others couldn't get close to it, and their expressions became horrified.

But under the violent thunder, Yang Yu's hoarse, but extremely high-pitched sneer and laughter came:
"Old dog, you are scared!"

　Good night everyone... It's really not easy to write, it's hard
　
(End of this chapter)