Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

“Boom!”

Heaven and earth felt it, issued a warning, and a stronger and stronger mighty force hit Jiang Hao’s whole body, this repulsive force was too strong and too big.

The void around Jiang Hao continued to produce cracks, as if heaven and earth wanted to squeeze him out.

“I am good at cultivating the Qi of Haoran!”

Jiang Hao drank lightly, Haoran’s righteous qi lasted forever, recovering him from the state of enchantment, all kinds of negative emotions were emptied, and he returned to Qingming.

“Ten thousand swords return to the sect!”

Jiang Hao pointed out and shot out a healing sword qi to maintain Song Que’s life, he can’t die now, if he wants to die, he has to wait for Jiang Hao to leave.

The three-day period is just around the corner.

This great battle shocked the entire martial arts, and many martial arts powerhouses wanted to come to watch the battle, but they were killed by Jiang Hao before they got close to the Emperor Stepping Peak, and they were afraid in front of the Jingguan piled up with corpses.

The wind rises, the clouds are thin, and the air is full of war.

Under the Emperor Stepping Peak, three majestic figures are walking together, their steps are the same, the breath is terrifying, it is the legend of martial arts, the three grandmasters of martial arts.

“Heavenly Dao Song Que, he is also a Grandmaster-level figure, Your Excellency is doing this, it is too much!”

This is an old man with slightly innocent eyes, he has a goose crown, a brocade robe, and five strands of long whiskers fluttering in the wind before the fierceness,

His breath and temperament are very strange, sometimes like Kunpeng Qi Tian, sometimes like a little sparrow at ease, it is a void, but also quiet and calm.

There is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, it is indisputable calmness, even if it is the world, even if it is a life, even if it is a sympathy for each other and life and death.

This is a pure and calm without desire and desire.

“Does the Taoist do nothing?”

Jiang Hao secretly admired in his heart, this kind of mood without desire and desire is very suitable for the Dao, very suitable for cultivating immortals and asking, but it is a pity to practice martial arts.

“I smell the sword, your kendo, not bad!”

With a long sword on his back and a sword crown on his head, he looks strange and abnormal, extremely incongruous, but there is always an ethereal breath on his body, that is the sword, that is the Dao, that is the avenue of the world of swords.

His name is Fu Cailin, he came from Goryeo from afar, and he is a strong swordsman with a transcendent martial arts.

“I heard, if I don’t come, you will destroy me?”

Wu Zun Bi Xuan sneered, his eyes were like flames, and his body exuded an inexplicable and intimidating momentum, as if he was a god and demon secretly ruling the steppe.

His body is perfect, his bronzed skin is shining with a dazzling luster, and his legs are extraordinarily long, making his majestic body more capable of supporting the starry sky, and the wild hemp robe draped on his body blows in the wind. The palm is broad and broad, and it seems to contain the most terrifying power in this world.

The three grandmasters came together, and the momentum was compelling.

“I don’t have much time, you guys together”

Jiang Hao held his hands behind him, turned his back to the three martial arts grandmasters, and looked at the endless firmament, with a solemn expression.

This time, he didn’t even touch the Great Tang Shuanglong, let alone reverse the general trend of heaven and earth, it stands to reason that the Heavenly Dao should not have such a big movement.

But the problem is, this side of heaven and earth is already a little angry, is it just to change some small trends, and accumulate small amounts will also reverse the general trend? What caused the wrath of heaven and earth?

“Wait with your back to me? Ha, it seems that we are all underestimated! ”

Wuzun Bi Xuan’s temper is the most fiery, how can this be endured?

He struck, he took a sharp step, punched out, heaven and earth seemed to turn into a sea of purgatory fire, the earth was magma, and the firmament was flame.

Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin instantly jumped away, they were both a little dry at the moment, and it seemed that the blood in their whole bodies was evaporating.

This is the Yanyang Miracle Gong, also known as the Yanyang Dafa, which is a miracle skill obtained by Bi Xuan when he was lost in the desert and accidentally encountered the Desert Temple.

This miracle skill, when performed, will burst out with an unparalleled hot qi, causing the surrounding space to scorch and boil, as if trapped in a dry desert.

And with the operation of this exercise, the popularity will continue to rise, and what is even more amazing is that Bi Xuan’s Yanyang Qigong can be sent and received at will.

He can suddenly converge the Yanyang True Qi, and use this to catch the opponent by surprise, just like draining the surrounding air, with the invisible aura centered on Bi Xuan, he can simulate all kinds of air currents that affect the enemy, and defeat the enemy with exquisite techniques to win.

“Wuzun Bi Xuan? What a big title, since that’s the case, I’ll use martial arts to meet you to see who is the real martial arts supreme!” ”

Jiang Hao let out a sneer, and his figure quickly turned into a beam of light and rushed over, and the space covered with frost and fists collapsed, emitting a violent trill.

“Boom”

The two fists collided, like a heavenly thunder explosion, the entire Emperor Stepping Peak trembled, and the blue and red energy was furious, surging in all directions like a tide, and everywhere it passed, the earth cracked.

“My punch, Yicheng can’t do it, your hand is not broken, it can be seen that you have not worked the flesh!”

Jiang Hao praised slightly, his figure stepped out of the roaring flames, like an invincible god of war reborn from the ashes, he shot again and punched down.

Bi Xuan was pressed by the force of this punch, and he felt as if he was going to be torn to pieces by that fierce fist, which was just a force of less than one percent?

Bi Xuan didn’t believe it!

He attacked again, but this time it was not so lucky, his hand was directly shattered, but it was broken!

“Ugh!”

Bi Xuan let out a muffled roar of pain, Jiang Hao turned his fist into a palm and slapped it on his fierce chest, and in an instant, the sound of bone cracking sounded, and his ribs were broken!

No one expected that the Great Martial Venerable Bi Xuan would actually lose so quickly, which made both Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin feel a chill in their hearts.

“Strike together, use the sword and the enemy!”

Urging Jiuxuan Dafa to run the Yi Sword Art, Fu Cailin took out the sword.

The moment the sword came out, the whole world changed, everything was quiet, and there was only a silver-white sword light left between heaven and earth, brilliant, cold, and peerless.

Sword, cold beats cold ice; style, the sun is like fire.

Yi swordsmanship, using people to use swords, swords to fight the enemy, this is a sword technique that pays attention to the enemy’s opportunity first.

There are no fixed moves, no fixed movements, the sword can be swung at will, and people can fight wantonly.

But that’s it, Fang Xian’s horror of this sword technique, there is no move to be able to unite the sword and the sword, and only then can the sword heart be clear.

“A good sword, but I also have a sword, please take a look!”

“Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder. Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with the sword! ”

Jiang Hao used his finger as a sword, induced the heavenly thunder to add his body, and then the sword came out.

One sword light cold nineteen states, sword qi stretches 30,000 li. _

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