The first cause of all realms

Chapter 785 Kuixing Kicks!

hum!
Like thunder falling from the nine heavens, its color is brilliant, piercing the night sky, and its light is so blazing that it completely overwhelms the light of the sea of ​​fire.

When the arrow falls, the cold wind blows like a sudden fall in midwinter. The rain, mist, and water vapor scorched by the fire are instantly condensed by the cold, turning into billowing snow, pressing back into the sea of ​​fire.

In an instant, the night sky was completely bright, the dark clouds dispersed, and the raging fire seemed to be blown out for a moment.

The terrifying air wave then spread, and the sweeping snow rolled and spread, as if to freeze the burning city.

The might of an arrow moved and astonished everyone present.

"Heaven's Will Four Elephants Arrow?"

The insane monk who was about to die was shocked, he had never seen such archery skills, but in this arrow, he smelled extremely strong martial arts will.

And the expression changes of the people behind them.

Accompanied by the crowing of eagles and the arrival of arrows, the desperate and unwilling expressions of the people behind him instantly turned into the excitement of the rest of their lives.

"The warriors of later generations are so tyrannical?!"

The epileptic monk looked moved.

He was born in the troubled times at the end of the Tang Dynasty. At that time, the feudal towns were divided and demons were rampant, but martial arts were not prosperous. He never saw the legendary martial arts saint in his whole life.

Seeing the power of this arrow at this moment, my heart was shocked, I felt that I might have underestimated Wu Sheng.

This arrow is almost like a supernatural power, and its momentum is so powerful that even he can't help but feel great fear.

It has nothing to do with enemy or friend, it is purely a kind of instinctive awe that creatures have for the power that can threaten their own existence.

Boom!

First an arrow fell into the sea of ​​flames, and then a continuous burst of air rolled in. In an instant, the huge city was shrouded in thunder.

Even in the sea of ​​flames, Yan Longxing, who was risking to kill Taoist ghosts, felt his heart tremble.

Chi Chi Chi!
The sword light cut off the sea of ​​fire like a tide, and the crimson Yan Longxing struggled to force the Taoist back. When he raised his head suddenly, he saw a golden light piercing through it, and a goshawk spread its wings and croaked in the night sky.

A figure fell across the sky, and fell into the sea of ​​flames like a meteor.

Rumble!
The torrential air waves and blood qi rolled and scattered, and the smoke and ashes were scattered in all directions. The momentum was so majestic, as if a sacred mountain had moved!

As soon as the arrow fell, a thunderous explosion followed, as if the God of Thunder from the Nine Heavens had descended into the world. The force was so terrifying that Yan Longxing's heart beat wildly.

What made him even more incredible was that in the sea of ​​flames, the Taoist ghost, who was invisible, formless and immortal, backed away in fear like a living person...

"My lord!"

"Heaven's will is like an arrow, it is the prince who has come!"

"My lord!"

……

Yan Longxing was hairy, but the masters of the Demon Slayer Division and the Supervision Division were full of fear and excitement for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Many of them have never seen the legendary Northwest King at all, but this does not affect their reverence.

Just like the Northwest New Army, the Demon Killing Division, the Supervisory Division, and even many organizations in the Northwest Road, the Liangjiazi in the Northwest is the first.

In other words, the more than 20 years that these young masters grew up were exactly the [-] years when Yang Jue became famous all over the world.

boom!
As the air wave dissipated, Yang Jue slowly raised his eyes, and coldly glanced at the group of people in the raging flames, as well as the invisible Taoist ghost, who constantly changed position with the fire's birth and death.

Behind him, Jiang Xiaobai and Wang Liu were ashamed, excited and apprehensive.

At this moment, they were at the center of the sea of ​​fire, but at this moment, within a radius of twenty feet around their prince, there was no flame to ignite.

Wherever his blood energy, which has not been fully restrained, is as majestic as a vast ocean, the terrifying flames that can burn black iron are all extinguished and cooled down!
However, where his arrow landed, the Dao Ghost in the Fire rose from another flame, seemingly unharmed...

this fire...

"In vain, with a bull's head and a horse's face, facing a few little devils, they are so unbearable..."

Looking away, Yang Ju shook his head slightly.

The Third Division of the Northwest was created by him with careless effort. The elites in it not only taught superior martial arts by themselves, but also changed their lives by using the secret. Everyone can be said to be extremely talented.

At this moment, led by Wang Liu and Jiang Xiaobai, dozens of people gathered here, with the help of Niutou and Mamian's supernatural powers, even if they can't take down a few Taoist ghosts, it stands to reason that they should be able to advance and retreat freely.

The bull head and the horse face are the emissary of the soul, the head of the ghost of the underworld, and any ghost will be shorter first, even if it is a Taoist ghost, there is no exception.

This loss is really ugly...

"My lord..."

Wang Liu and Jiang Xiaobai blushed immediately, and were speechless.

"That's it."

At this moment, Yang Qiu didn't have the heart to ask for responsibility, the person had already passed by when his voice fell, and landed in front of the insane monk.

Wherever they passed, the flames were all extinguished, Wang and Liu hurriedly followed, because as Yang Qiang left, the extinguished flames were lit again.

"Roar!"

And as Yang Jue left, there was a shrill howl of ghosts from within the sea of ​​flames, and eight invisible and formless ghosts, accompanied by the raging flames, charged towards Yan Longxing again.

The latter almost gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to fight fiercely.

"you……"

Looking at the young swordsman coming through the flames, the demented monk's expression was moved, but before he could speak, a group of people behind him rushed to the front, saluting one after another with excitement and shame.

"My lord, my subordinates are incompetent..."

Call ~
The turbulent qi and blood never calmed down, Yang Juan stopped in front of the temple, casually waved his hands to let everyone wait on him, and his eyes fell on the old monk in rags:
"Crazy monk?"

He came late and was separated by a hallucination, so he didn't hear the conversations of the few people before, but he had gone through many hallucinations, and after a second thought, he already guessed the general idea.

For such a character, he has always been respectful.

"Amitabha."

The old monk clasped his hands together, no longer sat down, got up and gave a half salute, with wonder and regret in his eyes:
"It turned out that Kuixing was in person, and the monk was polite, polite..."

"The master is polite."

Yang Jue returned the gift, but he didn't exchange too many greetings:
"Master, this fire started because of you, and you should come to put out the fire."

In the abandoned city, the flames rose again.

This is the fire of supernatural powers, which can be extinguished by extraordinary methods. With that arrow, he already knew that if he wanted to extinguish this fire, he had to fall at the source.

"The benefactor is right. This fire was started by the monk, and the monk should extinguish it. However, the monk can only extinguish this fire once. If the eight demons cannot be eliminated, it will definitely lead to a catastrophe in the future... ..."

The old monk sighed slightly:
"The benefactor came from the outside world, and I can see it after thinking about it. The illusion here has a tendency to overlap with the outside world..."

He really has a way to put out fire...

Hearing this, the people who were almost burnt to death couldn't help feeling angry, but Yang Qian was in front, so he had no choice but to hold back.

"It seems that Master can't trust Yang."

Yang Ju heard the meaning.

"Non-monk can't trust the benefactor, it's because the eight demons have some Dao fruit characteristics, even if the martial arts are world-class, it is difficult to kill them completely..."

The old monk is very calm:

"Since the benefactor has become a martial saint, there is no hope for ten times. He has the rank of Kuixing, but he has not become a Kuixing after all. Monk, I..."

"That's the same rhetoric again..."

Raising his hand, interrupting the epileptic monk, Yang Jue looked cold and serious:
"What if Yang insists on putting out the fire?"

"Amitabha……"

The invisible air mechanism collided in front of the temple, and little ripples appeared in the void, and the chill that rose in an instant made everyone feel horrified.

Jiang Xiazi, who was hidden by the side, couldn't help but jump in his heart. This person's momentum is much stronger than it was a few years ago...

"The capital of the great emperor, the capital of the great emperor!"

Feeling the piercing chill, Jiang Xiazi's heart was pounding, and finally he couldn't help but say:
"Your Majesty Yang, if you want to put out this fire, the poor have some ways!"

Ok? !

When he opened his mouth, Monster Slayer and the others couldn't help being shocked, and the insane monk couldn't help turning around in surprise.

But seeing the slightly gloomy Taoist slapping the ashes on his body, he stood up calmly, not to mention nonsense:
"The reason why this fire is indestructible and cannot be extinguished is that the Buddha and the devil are intertwined, and the two supernatural fires burn with each other.
But its origin is the Buddha fire sacrificed when Arhat died, and the easiest way to extinguish this fire is..."

Facing Yang Ju's heavenly eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, Jiang Xiazi's heart beat like thunder, feeling the great danger,

But still gritted his teeth and said the second half of the sentence:

"Kill Arhat!"

"Kill Arhat."

Yang Ju was noncommittal, but just looked at the insane monk.

"This benefactor is well-informed..."

The epilepsy monk nodded:
"Yes, the root of this fire lies in the monk. If the monk dies, the fire will go out, but once the fire goes out, the eight demons will be out of trouble..."

boom!
While the few people were talking, a shocking roar erupted from the sea of ​​flames, and a mouthful of divine blade pierced through the sea of ​​flames, leaving deep marks in the ruins.

"Under the Yushan sect, you can't believe it!"

In the air waves, Yan Longxing was covered in blood, panicked and angry in his embarrassment, and seemed to have heard the conversation of several people:
"Jiang Xiazi, since you know how to put out a fire, how dare you hide it from me?!"

Yan Longxing, who heard the conversation of several people, almost vomited blood angrily. He had always been jealous of Jiang Xiazi, but he didn't expect that he was still thrown out.

At this moment, he was extremely angry, but he couldn't get away. Even if the divine sword was powerful, he couldn't completely defeat the eight ghosts.

Instead, he was attacked by the flames, his limbs and bones were all scalding, and in a moment, without the need for others to do it, he would completely ignite spontaneously...

But his roar naturally did not attract anyone's attention.

"The eight demons have no form or form, and they are almost impossible to kill. If they get out of trouble..."

"The master's concern is that Yang will not be able to catch the eight demons, and make them out of trouble, so that they will poison the world..."

Being interrupted again, the epileptic monk was not annoyed, he nodded slightly, and when he was about to speak, Yang Ju turned around and stepped forward.

boom!
With one step, a huge roar exploded, and the huge square seemed to be turned upside down by one step.

After the roar, a torrential flow of energy and blood, accompanied by Yang Jue, soared into the sky.

"Master, why not take a look..."

hum!
While the voice was echoing, Yang Ju's figure had disappeared from everyone's sight, and only a golden light pierced through the sea of ​​flames.

"Roar!"

As if sensing a threat, a roar that was not human voice came from somewhere in the city that had turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The fire, which was already extremely blazing, soared several times in an instant.

boom!
Caught off guard, Yan Longxing only heard a 'click', and the magic weapon for body protection had been burned through by the flames!

"not good!"

Yan Longxing's eyes were about to burst, and the divine sword glowed with scorching light, but he couldn't dodge it at all, and was caught in the flames.

Accompanied by the tragic wailing, it instantly turned into a ball of fire.

"Jiang Xiazi!"

The wailing that was extremely shrill was drowned out by the sound of flames bursting in an instant.

As if aware of the danger, the eight ghosts wandering in the sea of ​​flames appeared together, roaring madly in the sky full of flames.

"careful!"

Even the epileptic monk didn't notice the violent rise of Yang Yu, he immediately took a step forward, separated his clasped hands, and used cattail fan and wine gourd as a guide to induce a violent storm and suppress the fire.

At the same time, he shouted like thunder, reminding Yang Jian:

"The magical powers of these eight demons are..."

The mad monk's reaction was not unpleasant, but compared to the riot in the sea of ​​flames, it was still a moment slower.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, Yang Jue's fists opened and closed, and the extremely surging qi and blood mixed with true qi urged the Tianxiang fist.

Compared with the great masters, the amount of true qi and true strength of a martial sage is only insignificant. The fact that a martial sage really surpasses the limit and suppresses the master of supernatural powers is the will of a martial sage.

Martial Saint Will, also known as the essence of boxing will!
From virtual to real!

Substantial boxing intentions can break through the illusion and come to the world, and when they are blessed with martial arts, they truly have the ability to compete with Taoism and supernatural powers.

At this time, with the blessing of Yang Ju's will, under the opening and closing of the Tianxiang Fist, the blood energy turned into cold currents and scattered.

Visible to the naked eye, a large area of ​​fire was frozen and extinguished.

Although it was only a few moments, the flames rose again, but what Yang Prison needed was only these few moments.

boom!
One step forward, across half of the city, overwhelming the sea of ​​fire!
But at this moment, the warning from the insane monk had just arrived, but it stopped abruptly. This living Buddha who lived on earth more than a thousand years ago couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene.

"Luck? No, it's fate! Fate fluctuates, Kuixing supernatural power?!"

For a moment, the insane monk seemed to be in a trance.

His expression was moved, and he looked away, only to see a large expanse of white air billowing and spreading in the abandoned city under the collision of wind, frost and flames.

In the white air, a phantom came out from the illusion under the support of an inexplicable and unknown aura!
At the beginning, it was no more than three feet high and low, resembling a human or a monkey, but in an instant, under the interweaving of seven purple streamers, it swelled violently!

In just an instant, it has turned into a shadow of ghosts and gods with a height of one foot and two, barefoot, red robe, holding a sword in the palm, and a gourd and a seal hanging on the waist!

"Quixing?!"

The look of astonishment flashed by, and the epileptic monk was stunned:
"You, already certified as Kuixing?! No, you, you are..."

Roar!
The moment the shadows of ghosts and gods appeared, Huo Hai seemed to have been greatly frightened, and suddenly became tired.

The eight ghosts shuttled through the flames, as if they had seen the most terrifying existence in time, they stayed in place.

"This is……"

Between the hurricane and the flames, Yang Ju leaned forward, and amidst the clouds and mists, the barefoot Kuixing shadow also leaned forward,
The power of the gods is bursting, and the giant feet step down:
"Kui Xing kicks!"

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