The First Cause of All Realms

"Old dog Nie, accept your life!"

With the knife in hand, the enemy is in front, all the distracting thoughts in Yang Yu's heart have been emptied, only the flames that have been rolling away in the chest for many days have since erupted!

Clang!

The long knife was unsheathed, and the cold light induced vomiting.

A knife was cut out, and an inexplicable throbbing suddenly rose.

It is human nature to pursue what a person of high status and authority wants, and to seek fortune and avoid evil...

Wealth, honor and splendor are valuable, but wantonly doing so may lead to serious consequences or even pursuit, but if you do this, the flame in your heart will be extinguished.

Then, what martial arts did he learn and what swords did he practice?

In a trance, Yang Yu seemed to see the old man holding the Azure Dragon Crescent Sword on the martial arts field again.

Rather Stick to your guns!

So, is that so...

boom!

The sound of the sword sound was only fleeting, and it was blown away by a sudden wind of swords. The terrifying cold light rolled around like a tidal wave. In an instant, the bone-piercing cold current forced everyone around him to retreat.

retreat!

retreat!

The extremely violent sword intent rolled vertically and horizontally, and the violent killing intent swept through the whole like a cold current. Everyone who looked at the sword felt chills in their hearts, and the sword was on their brows.

You can't go back, you have to go back.

"This qi, this sword technique?!!"

Yang Xuanying was startled and almost crushed the iron fan. He could not have retreated, but he glanced at the old monk Yuanjue, who was bleak and would die at any time, and Xu Wenji, who stood with his hands down, but he remained silent and then took a few steps back.

Avoid the raging tide of knife light.

Qiu Zhanyu was agitated, and the guards in Jinyi took a few steps back, all raising long knives, and swept coldly at Yang Xuanying and the ugly-looking Fengyun Erwei.

laugh!

Yang Yu's figure remained motionless, the air in front of him had been completely slashed by the swift knife light, and he slashed sharply and ruthlessly towards Nie Wendong, who had been left alone and had his inner qi and blood qi banned.

"Yang Prison..."

Qiu Zhanyu's body was trembling, his eyes were red, and he stared at the knife with excitement, shame, admiration, and so on.

This knife should have come from him, but...

Under such a cold sword light, those who watched from a distance felt that their eyes were about to be stabbed and bleeding, but Nie Wendong, who had been banned from his blood and inner breath, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

Amidst the laughter, Nie Wendong opened his arms wide and his hair broke through the crown:

"Who can kill me?!"

call!

The air waves were suddenly born, and the real astral was provoked. It was visible to the naked eye, and his body swelled violently.

And his momentum has undergone tremendous changes.

A moment ago, it was still a crown-blessed, bookish old Confucian-like man, but a moment later, it seemed like a big demon in human skin showed fangs that could terrify the world!

Boom!

It was like a big sun burst into the audience, and the light and heat that erupted in an instant even overwhelmed the sharp sword light like a dragon.

Intense ferocity and dryness flooded the entire front courtyard and even the entire mansion in an instant!

The cold of late autumn was swept away in an instant, and the crowd of onlookers only felt that the mid-winter had entered the mid-summer. Under the rising temperature, the practitioners who did not have martial arts were even fainted by the roasting.

Such a powerful blood? !

Qiu Zhanyu's pupils shrank, as if a civet cat had been greatly frightened, and all the hair on his body exploded.

Such a powerful blood energy is something he has only seen in his life, and even far surpasses Qi Gang and Yu Fengxian. Even the few master-level figures he has met in Longyuan Dao do not have such a strong blood energy!

Could it be that this Nie Wendong is a great master? !

"This is, magical power?!"

Xu Wenji's brows also wrinkled, and the palm of his hand holding Jin Douzi trembled.

He had long known that Nie Wendong must have trump cards in his hand, but he didn't expect that he actually had magical powers.

Although he is old, he was once a quasi-grandmaster-level warrior with a great deal of blood exchange, and he has a very keen perception of blood.

Although this blood is tyrannical, it has lost its purity.

The expressions of the audience all changed, only Yang Xuanying looked as usual, not only not surprised, but also with great expectations.

The blood-turning pill was made by him, but he didn't know how much Nie Wendong could achieve, so he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Boo!

The white crane hovering in mid-air seemed to be greatly frightened, and almost dropped the three people on his back.

"This is?!"

Miao Miao, who was still clinging to Qin Si, was shocked and almost fell. He looked down in awe, feeling the amazingly powerful blood, and his eyes were about to fall.

"Dry!"

Qin Si's expression changed, and she recognized the aura that only supernatural powers could detect.

That's not right...

Isn't the dwarf already dead?

"Come!"

At the same time as Nie Wendong laughed, he opened his five fingers, and a long knife in the ruins was sucked into his palm, and then, Peiran's unstoppable blood force spurred the same tyrannical knife light.

boom!

boom!

Blood energy collided with Zhen Gang, sword lights clashed and danced together, and after a roar, it resounded thousands of times, and the entire compound was filled with sword lights and sword shadows for a while.

Forcing the crowd to step back.

This was a collision that was beyond everyone's expectations. No one would have imagined that Nie Wendong, the state lord who had been pampered and had never fought with anyone for many years, would have such force.

Qiu Zhanyu was calm, holding the knife in his hand, staring at the place where the two were fighting, only to see the sound of large pieces of earth and rocks shattering as the air waves rolled.

Where the two of them flickered, the bluestone floor was full of cobwebs, cracking every inch.

"Is this magical power..."

Feeling the hot air waves, Yang Xuanying's eyes flickered with great desire.

Who is Nie Wendong, how can he not know?

When he was young, he was a well-known young genius, both civil and military, but he has been pampered for many years, and he is inclined to practice Taoism, and martial arts is not really strong.

But the blessing of supernatural powers has only been half a month, and it is more than ten times stronger?

And this doesn't seem to be the biggest characteristic of the dry scorpion...

"kill!"

The blade light rolled like a tidal wave, and Yang Yu could see the changes in Nie Wendong clearly. He had expected it earlier. Facing the monstrous blood pressure, he did not retreat, but instead advanced, the blade light intertwined like a forest, and he crashed into it.

He dared to break into the three-foot forbidden area that was enough to melt a hundred-forged black iron, let alone this mere blood?

The tyranny of the drought lies in the fact that it is countered by Daoguo and turned into a magic charm. If Daoguo is controlled by others, there is absolutely no such terrifying high temperature that cannot be touched.

boom!

boom!

The blood energy rolled, without any weakness, but with the delay of time, it became more and more tyrannical, and under the diffusion of the hot air, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Chi Chi Chi!

Yang Yu didn't say a word, he fired his sword indifferently, his figure changed, like a ghost, one person dancing, like thousands of people firing a sword, the shadow of the sword fills the sky.

However, Nie Wendong's blood energy seems to be endless. Under such a powerful blood energy, his qi is so thick that it can almost be compared to the old monk Yuanjue's indestructible body.

The dancing sword shadow seems to be unable to defeat its blood energy and true astral at all.

"Kill me, come and kill me?!"

It was another collision, Nie Wendong laughed wildly, and the terrifying blood energy added to his body, making his every move ten times stronger than usual, and it seemed endless.

"Okay!"

Suddenly, a voice penetrated the blood, and suppressed the sound of explosions like a cannonball.

What?

Nie Wendong seemed to be aware of it, and his manic spirit had a momentary turn, and he heard the sound of a sword resounding like a dragon's roar.

I was shocked to realize just now, I don't know when, a azure light that is very different from ordinary energy has already enveloped the audience unconsciously, and Yang Yu has wielded thousands of knives, and even turned the entire front yard into a knife the ocean!

Then, Yang Prison, who was repelled by him with a single blow, stepped forward and took out his sword!

This knife was cut out, but it was like a violent blue dragon coming out of the abyss, with its teeth and claws, trying to devour all enemies!

Step out one step, one dragon rises into the abyss, three steps out, then three dragons roar, seven steps away, seven vivid, lifelike blue dragons with all the minions have been vacated from the waterfall-like sword light that permeates the front hall!

"Qinglong True Gang?! Qinglong Nine Kills!"

Seeing the seven real sword dragons flying into the air, everyone was in an uproar.

If it was just a little skeptical before, at this moment, I saw the real Gang Daolong showing its color, not to mention Yang Xuanying, even Qiu Zhanyu and other Jinyiwei, they all recognized it!

Qinglong is really strong, Qinglong nine kills!

"Come!"

Prisoner Yang roared and strode, his sword was like a dragon, and his murderous aura was like a tidal wave.

No more disguise, no need to disguise!

Faced with the formation of the seven dragons, Nie Wendong's expression turned cold. How could he not recognize the Qinglong Nine Kills who shook the world? Seeing that Yang Yu was still stepping, he finally couldn't hold back.

There was no time to spit out an angry reprimand, and all the blood lingering around the body had flowed back, and then, a red light that was extremely hot flashed.

"Avoid!"

Xu Wenji's expression was moved, and he suddenly spoke up, but as soon as the words were spoken, an incredible touch appeared in front of everyone.

That red light is like a young fire snake, meandering and moving, and its speed is not fast. However, wherever it passes, whether it is air current, gang gas, knife light, knife gang, it is like a light under the scorching sun. Snowflakes melt away quickly!

Not only that, the goose ling knife that Yang Prison slashed and fell after a touch was also burned through the real gang, and after it was red, it turned into molten iron!

"die!"

A fiery snake was sent out, and Nie Wendong's face suddenly turned pale, but his eyes were full of violent pleasure.

This fiery snake is the condensation of his blood and energy at this time, which is enough to melt the black iron and pierce through the fine gold cold iron. At such a close distance, even if the great master or even the martial arts is in front of him, he can ask himself. Burn to ashes!

However, the pleasure in his eyes only lasted for a moment, before being filled with huge surprise.

It was a white palm with slender and well-knotted joints, holding down the fire of divine power he had triggered at a seemingly slow but fast speed. However, the expected picture never appeared.

Instead, the fire snake disappeared!

The moment it touched its palm, it suddenly disappeared!

"This is impossible!!"

Nie Wendong's expression finally changed, and he could no longer remain calm.

And the palm of the fire snake that 'pressed to extinguish' suddenly flashed a blue light, and then, clenched his fingers into a fist, hit him hard, and pressed it on his chest!

boom! !

If there is a thunder on the ground.

In an instant, the remaining blood energy was destroyed, the body-protecting real gang was smashed through, and the soft armor and clothes were all turned to ashes...

Crackling!

Where the fist marks landed, the muscles and bones were broken, and the powerful force was transmitted to the whole body in an instant!

"what!"

Exhausted pain and groans could not be released~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A pair of bloodshot eyeballs jumped out of their sockets, and the terrifying giant force mercilessly crushed all obstacles.

The smashed bone **** tore the skin, and the viscous and hot blood spurted out from all over the body!

Can't dodge, can't avoid, and there is nothing to let go.

With one punch, Nie Wendong was knocked off the ground, but it seemed to grow up in mid-air. Even if the huge depression came out from his chest and back, the blood in his spine was knocked out of his body.

I ate all the power of this punch!

With one punch, he was almost knocked out on the spot!

"what!"

After the dull sound of flesh and blood colliding, an extremely terrifying scream rang out. The sound was so harsh that everyone watching the battle couldn't help shivering.

bloody!

Violence!

Fierce!

Looking at the Nie Wendong that exploded like a water bag, not to mention the ordinary servants and maids in the mansion, even the leader of Jinyiwei like Qiu Zhanyu, shivered involuntarily.

However, he is still not dead.

Nie Wendong's face was twisted in pain, the pain he had never tasted made him almost collapse, and he cursed loudly:

"Little beast, do you dare to kill me?!"

"Dare to kill me?!"

"Once upon a time, I once thought that torture in ancient times was all dross, killing people was just a point, and torture was not a warning.

But you, you subverted my concept and made me truly realize that the world has changed..."

He never repelled the spray of blood with his True Gang, and Yang Yu's face and body were all stained with blood, but his expression was still calm, he slowly closed his fists, his eyes were indifferent:

"You will surely die, but how can I let you die?!"