The first cause of all realms

Chapter 780 A pair of invincible hands
The strength is like a bow, and the fist is like an arrow!
The blood energy leaking out like a tide was blown away by the fist wind in an instant.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, so slow that almost all the people inside and outside the backyard of the palace saw the palm protruding from the bloody aura of Ziruhai.

the second time? !

The anger in his heart suddenly dissipated. This familiar voice instantly reminded him of the outside of the northwest city many years ago. It was the first time he died in 800 years...

"Yang Prison!"

The moment a short thought appeared in his mind, the old demon's eyes became extremely fierce, and the blade turned forward instead of retreating.
Want to be the first!

However, in less than a thousandth of an instant, his eyelids just twitched.

In the blood mist, another palm rose up, Ruyu's fingers clenched and pushed out!

boom!
This straight push is extremely ferocious!

The old demon felt chills on his back, the force of this flat push seemed to blow up all the air currents and true energy in front of him.

What he sensed was a warning from somewhere. If this punch hits, he will be completely pierced immediately!

'This kid? ! '

With a flash of furious thought, the old demon's only remaining arm was lifted up to his chest, his five fingers flipped like a lotus flower, and he caught the punch.

Boom!

In the next moment, smoke and dust filled the air, and the huge backyard of the palace was shaken, and the small courtyard that bore the brunt was instantly reduced to dust.

The old demon's eyes suddenly turned red. He didn't want to retreat, but he had to, and it was a violent retreat!

It only took a moment, and he was already engulfed in a lot of wind, and he fell back a few miles away.

Its speed is extremely fast, even if it is as strong as Yu Jing, I only feel a gray line flashing in front of my eyes, running through many courtyard walls in the backyard of the palace.

Even the invisible air was knocked out, like a shooting star flying across the sky at high speed.

This scene was too fast, so fast that even Yu Jing and Taoist Yun Ni didn't see it clearly, and they didn't even know why the old demon retreated violently.

All I saw was that the Sanyin Demon Slaying Saber intersected with the jade-like palm...

puff!
Flesh and blood, hard to shake the sword!
The strong wind blew away the dust, and the anger in the palace had not yet subsided, but everyone's eyes were already attracted by the figure stepping out from the rolling tide of blood energy.

Or shock, or joy, or relief...

"Three Yin Demon Killing Knife, nothing more than that."

With a muffled sound, the extremely condensed blade was crushed to pieces in everyone's astonished eyes!
"This is……"

Among the ruins, the Black Mountain old demon patted the dust on his chest. His clothes were not torn, but no one could see them. A fist was clearly branded on his chest, reaching the back of his heart.

His pupils contracted violently, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

What moved him was not the Sanyin Demon Slaughter Saber being broken, nor was he being repelled, but the terrifying blood in that punch...

Huhu~
In the dark red wind, hunting in black clothes, Warden Yang stood up, looking around the crowd, his gaze passed over the old Black Mountain demon, and landed on the white dog who couldn't stop whimpering at its feet.

"Good job."

The severe pain that had not subsided day and night for five years finally disappeared, and Yang Qiu couldn't help smiling.

Raise a dog for a thousand days, use it for a while.

In more than ten years, he changed his life more than a dozen times, and helped him refine the Dao fruit. Up to now, the white dog has finally become a bit outstanding.

The white capillary dog ​​has only one magical power, which is 'biting'.

As long as it is close to its body, it will open its mouth and it will bite!
That is to say, the realm of the Black Mountain old demon is too high. If it were an ordinary martial artist, he would be bitten off his neck and chewed his head if he was caught off guard!
"Ow!"

The white dog hissed long and its hair trembled, perhaps because the owner was behind, even though he was injured, he seemed to be more ferocious than before.

The blood-stained fangs kept rubbing against each other, and the ferocious and terrifying appearance made even the pale-faced Qin Si palpitate.

"You, actually turned the old witch's sacrifice mark into your own use?!"

After a short period of silence, the old demon finally came to his senses, and the way he looked at Yang Ju could not help but change.

More than a shock?
It's a horror!

From ancient times to the present, not to mention historical records, even unofficial history, in the past 3000 years, there is absolutely no second person who can compare with that pitiful old woman.

Thousands of years of practice, even if it is a pig, its background is immeasurable, not to mention the talent and understanding of the old woman, it is really in the top ranks.

His practice far exceeds that of any great master or martial sage in ancient and modern times.

Even though he has experienced being beheaded by the sloppy Taoist and Henry Zhang, it is still the case.

Surviving the body-sacrificing seal issued by such a terrifying practice is beyond imagination, let alone using it for one's own use? !
"call!"

The long breath is like a strong wind passing through, blowing away the blood and smoke.

Caressing the white dog with one hand, Yang Jue's eyes half-opened and half-closed, feeling the difference between himself and the outside world.

In his body, light golden blood was flowing slowly, drop by drop was as transparent as pearls, and it contained extremely powerful essence.

After five years of collision and tempering, the seal of self-sacrifice transformed by the old woman with all her life's spirit was finally obliterated by him in reverse, and turned into firewood, pushing his own spirit to a very high level .

This is far from being comparable to any treasure pill or medicine. This is a great fortune that ordinary people can't imagine!

Martial arts begin with blood exchange and run through the entire martial arts. This is the foundation of martial arts.

The transformed Qi and blood, like a raging tide, kept rolling in his body, from bottom to top, causing him to undergo a huge transformation.

Blood, qi, physique, horizontal training, true strength, five senses...

Even, in front of the eyebrows, the Heavenly Eye, which has been unable to move for many years, is burning hot at this moment, as if something is about to change.

"It's no wonder that Han Yue, who is very good at drilling camps, would..."

Breaking the sword with one palm, and retreating with one punch, the old demon's heart was shaking, and it was not calm on the outside.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

However, his question was not answered, and the thought of anger in his heart was completely suppressed by him before it even flashed.

Because of that end, Yang Qiu has already moved.

boom!
When the foot falls, the earth shakes!
It's just a step forward. To Yang Yu, it's just an ordinary step, but in the eyes of other people in the backyard of the palace, this is more than a groundbreaking move?

hum!
Yu Jing staggered to his feet, but only felt that his eyes were red, and the indescribable rush of blood seemed to dye a small half of the sky in the color of blood and fire.

Outside, it seemed that the entire palace was burning!

No, it's more like a big sun descending on the ground, one place and one day, both suns shine together!

"This this……"

Taoist Yunni's eyes went dark, and the talisman vessels surrounding him fell to the ground with a 'clang' sound. To his eyes, it was simply horrifying!

Blood and energy are the foundation of the human body and the foundation of energy and spirit.

Pure masculine blood energy can burn ghosts, killing blood energy on the battlefield can suppress Taoism, the blood energy of martial saints, and even affect supernatural powers.

However, this effect is negligible.

At least, his talisman can bless the Martial Saint without being shattered by the impact of energy and blood, and the talisman can even withstand the slashing blow of the Sanyin Slaughtering Demon Knife.

But at this moment, he received a huge impact, and his talisman fell to the ground!

This is of course the decline of his mind after the battle, but it also shows how terrifying the blood that suddenly appeared at this moment is.

"Is this still a human?!"

Boom!

This scene, in the eyes of onlookers, was already extremely terrifying. The old Black Mountain demon who bore the brunt of the attack even had his clothes and long hair fluffed up, feeling a biting murderous intent.

In a trance, he only felt that he had fallen into an ocean intertwined with qi and blood, floating like a flat boat, falling out from the unity of man and nature.

Just like back then, those under the Qisha Mountain,
"Henry Zhang..."

Eyes lowered, breathing out, the old demon stepped forward with a single step, his body trembled, his blood boiled, and in an instant, a bone-piercing chill suddenly descended.

"Three Yins, Demon Killing Knife!"

Boom!

In less than a moment, the earth-shattering meeting has already descended in the palace.

Light!
As far as the eye can see, it is filled with light.

Not only the backyard, the palace, but even the entire Northwest Dao City can be seen.

A large cloud of dust soared into the sky, engulfed in billowing air waves and spread in all directions, like the fastest and most terrifying hurricane, blowing sand and rocks on the streets!
"Manpower is so far, it's almost like a battle of gods!"

A few miles away, on a high-rise building, feeling the rushing heat wave, Hanyue Sanren couldn't help shaking his heart and sighing.

A great master is as powerful as a thousand troops.

Martial saint, but already the power of the enemy country.

Except for nearly 400 years, the martial saints of any dynasty are almost land gods, worshiped by thousands of people.

But the two people who were confronting at this moment were no ordinary martial saints.

"The closer the sky changes, the closer the gods and Buddhas will be."

Putting his hands in his sleeves, Hanyue Sanren raised his eyes and looked up, only to see that in the sky, dark clouds gathered to cover the sky, and under the collision of Qi, the celestial phenomena were all aroused:
"Master, your practice is still much better than that of your disciples. What is recorded in your tidal theory, becomes reality little by little..."

The two streams of energy rubbed and collided in his eyes, setting off layers of spiritual energy fluctuations invisible to ordinary people.

Compared with last year, this year's spiritual qi is better, and whether it is Taoism, supernatural powers, or even martial arts, the power that can be exerted is changing.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Qi and blood, martial arts, horizontal training, supernatural powers...

In an instant, within the palace, the two masters collided more than ten times.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the midst of the hurricane, the Black Mountain old demon raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the sound that came out of his mouth was like the trembling of a magic knife unsheathed.

Not as if!

With a long howl, his whole body was completely covered by the knife gang, and a mouthful of extreme sharpness burst out, and the dark red 'magic knife' squeezed out from his limbs and bones.

clang clang clang~~~
This scene is very similar to Mu Qingliu's innate invisible sword energy, but it looks even more domineering and fierce!
All of a sudden, the sky was dim, and a mouthful of the sharp edge was half out of the body. At first glance, the person seemed to be pierced by chaotic knives, but in fact, it was an indescribable torrent of saber energy,
Rolling out of its body, like dragons of swords born in the midst of slaughter, engulfed in wind, dancing in the sky, killing the enemy!

Eight generations of practice, eight generations of martial sages, eight kinds of supernatural powers in the body, even though the body is different, the nature, martial arts, and supernatural powers are all different.

But with eight generations in one body, the black mountain old demon can use far more means than anyone imagined!

At this moment, he strikes with all his strength, showing his terrifying cultivation!
Swords and dragons criss-crossed, rolling and moving, it was a violent force that would submerge the mountains in front of them, and smash through the sky in front of them.

That is, Seven Killing Ability!
Call ~
Yang's prison clothes were all moving. Facing the slaughter of all swords and dragons, no one in the world could remain calm, and he was no exception.

But under such a fierce situation, his expression became more and more calm and cold. He just slowly raised his right arm, kneaded his five fingers, and slowly pushed it out.

hum!
A flat and moving punch, without the slightest ingenious tricks, but with a world-shattering power, followed by a burst of power.

The scorching and surging blood was burned to the extreme, and it spewed out from the front of his fist, but there was no warmth at all, but a cold wind!
Huhuhu~
The cold wind blows, as if the winter is coming.

It can be seen with the naked eye that in the direction of the wind of his fist, there is frost condensation all around, and in the cold wind, it seems that there is a snowstorm coming.

Congratulations from the Golden Buddha, the reason why Yang Jue's heart is shaken by a book is not because there are many mysteries in it, nor is it because the secret method of the unity of soul and body is so touching.

Rather, the words "Four Images of Heaven's Will" on the pages of the book express the essence of his more than [-] years of practice.

After reading the hundred scriptures thoroughly, learning from various schools of thought, and integrating the skills of all gods into one body, Yang Jue realized from it that there are no more than four characters, and the four images of heaven's will.

The four images of heaven are actually one, and the four images are the celestial phenomena.

His boxing skills, after five years of honing and transformation of his blood and energy, finally broke through to the eleventh grade, four images, and celestial phenomena.

And this punch is nothing else.

It is precisely for many years that there has never been an absence, so that hundreds of millions of people in the world can not forget, the big snowstorm!
To imitate others may be the end, but to imitate heaven is only the beginning!
call!
In just an instant, the fist and the knife have met under the eyes of everyone.

But this time, there was no friction between qi and blood and the real gang, and even the slightest ripple did not spread, and the fist wind passed by, like heavy snow,
The dragon with the knotted sword gang was extremely frightened and angry, but it was frozen in mid-air in the cold wind and heavy snow.

boom!
Then, a punch that was neither high nor low, neither light nor heavy, landed on the chest of the old demon, and then retracted.

The outcome has been divided!
It was only at this moment that the people inside and outside the palace breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately, their hearts were filled with awe.

In this fortified land, the name of the Black Mountain Old Demon is far greater than that of Fanruyi, and also greater than that of the old woman who is only known to a few people.

And this is the second time he died in Northwest China.

And it was different from the first time that he gave his life for his life. This time, the king of the Northwest, who had been king for only a few years, overwhelmed him with grandeur.

This is, the true invincible posture!

call!
After a moment of silence, there was a strong wind.

"In the end, he was negligent in martial arts. It is not wronged to lose, not wronged..."

In the dust, the breath of the old demon slipped from the peak, and a smear of hoarfrost also covered his hair from top to bottom, and then to his chest, abdomen, and limbs...

Looking at Yang Ju, who was calm in the cold wind, but flamboyant like a bird, there was an inexplicable light in his eyes:

"Today, your victory against me is not beyond my power, it is God's will..."

He was staring at Yang prison.

This was not the first time the two had met, or even fought against each other, but even if he came here in disguise, he had never had such a strong understanding.

"The person in front of me is the greatest catastrophe before I become enlightened..."

Ka Ka Ka ~
Yang Jue soothed his five fingers, and his extremely surging blood energy once again surpassed his physique horizontal training, and it was difficult to restrain such a vigorous energy even if he held a heavy weight in the sky.

"Defeat is defeat!"

Holding his own talisman, Taoist Yun Ni felt extremely distressed, and looked at the old demon of Heishan with hatred to the extreme:

"Old demon, is it God's will that you defeated the Northwest twice?"

"You don't understand."

The ice sculpture also looked like, the old demon glanced at him lightly, and his eyes fell on Yang Yu:

"You should understand that you can't keep those things..."

Click!

It was Yang Jue who responded with a snap of his fingers.

With just one flick, the eight-foot-high ice sculpture was cracked and shattered instantly, and when the wind blew, not a single bit of flesh and blood remained:
"There is one, you come and get it!"

　I have something to do today, a little late, good night everyone.By the way, I recommend a copy of "Swallowing Martial Arts: Starting from the False Prince", and I think it's okay.

　
(End of this chapter)