The First Cause of All Realms

Red and golden light intertwined.

In the hurricane, Yang Yu held his arms forward, and the scorching brilliance burned violently between his five fingers, as if the setting sun that had already set was caught in his palm!

The light that burst out in an instant illuminated the dark night.

That Huanghuang's domineering fist intent is like a gust of wind, setting off a slaughtering battlefield that swept the hearts of all bystanders.

"Barrier Fist."

In the restaurant, Nan Shanba's wrist was slightly tight, and ripples appeared in his heart.

One step, one punch.

As soon as he made a move, Yang Yu, who had no reservations, showed his martial arts accomplishments and boxing realm, which made him involuntarily raise his mind to fight. .

In this world, nothing can defeat the strong.

Seemingly weak, but not necessarily weak.

At this time, Yang Prison's realm was only at the level of a furnace, but his martial arts accomplishments and boxing realm were better than those of ordinary masters.

That horizontal training and enormous strength made up for the shortcoming between him and the grandmaster.

"It's amazing."

Yu Fangzhou nodded slightly.

The angle, power, change, and will of this punch are undoubtedly the best of the masters, and the seventh-grade Tyrant Fist is even more powerful than the eighth-grade martial arts.

An up-and-coming star who is like a forging furnace, can hit such a punch, even if he sees it with his own eyes, he can't help but be moved.

This jug of wine is probably going to be poured for him to drink.

"Ba Fist!"

Jia Xuyang, who came a step late outside the city gate, also stood up and compared this with the little Ba Zun he had seen before.

That young man who is said to have inherited the inheritance of King Zhao of the West Palace and can be said to be amazing and brilliant, I'm afraid it's just like that, right?

The body of the furnace can kill the grandmaster.

boom!

Going straight, the unchanging punch smashed into the void as if it turned into a lake with a gust of water, making a clattering sound.

"How can it be?!"

Yan Xi was horrified.

In this style of tyrannical boxing, she at least saw the shadow of several martial arts, different techniques, and even the essence of the old mother splitting the mountain that she is good at!

The Mountain Splitting Essence teaches Liansheng nine secret techniques, which were born out of martial arts, but are completely different from martial arts.

Different from martial arts that are more important than power, and different techniques are more important than spirits, this mountain-splitting old mother's essence emphasizes the idea of ​​keeping the mind in the heart and obeying and rebellious, and the unity of man and spirit.

When it is triggered, the heart and the spirit are united, which can shock the enemy's spiritual will and has a very distinctive feature.

And at this moment, her heart was taken away.

Even if there is a tyrannical fist on the outside, the inside seems to contain the Buddha's way of throwing an elephant, but she still sees this way of looking after the house.

How could he? !

Horror thoughts flashed through Yan Xi's eyes wide open, the corners of his eyes cracked and bleeding, and escaped from the short-lived absent-mindedness with extremely strong willpower.

But even if she loses the first hand in her reaction, there is no room for the sword to be returned.

With one arm in front of him.

Boom!

Punch down!

In an instant, Yan Xi only felt that the sky and the earth were dark and powerful, and she smelled an extremely terrifying crisis.

Compared with her own, the person in front of her is weak in blood, and the quality of the real astral is so high that it pierces through her real astral like a steel needle.

Fist meets arm.

Click!

Yan Xiru was struck by lightning in the tiny time scale that was less than one-tenth of an instant, and her left arm collapsed along with her sternum.

boom!

It's too late, it's too soon.

The speed of the confrontation between the two is actually not something ordinary people can see. In the eyes of most onlookers, there is only a huge roar.

In the next instant, a figure smashed down the street like a cannonball.

"what!"

In the dust-shrouded ruins, Yan Xi screamed in anger, his qi and blood intertwined and turned into a burning fire wave, holding up the **** in his heart.

"The old mother splits the mountain and purifies the world!"

boom!

The violent blood boiled.

Yan Xi broke out completely, her hair frantically roaring like a ghost, and the real fog turned into a vague shadow behind her.

Under the extreme burning, her spirit is infinitely approaching the essence of the great master's fist, as if the old mother who wants to be stored in the sea of ​​mind, please return to the world!

"This is……"

On the third floor of the restaurant, Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba all changed their expressions, smelling an aura that could threaten them.

"God fight?!"

The big boss stood up suddenly, his expression moved, and he reminded sharply:

"Don't let that ghost figure become one with her, destroy her body first!"

Liansheng Jiushu is a secret method, but in addition to the nine skills, there is a strange art that can be learned by the Liansheng teacher.

The name of this bizarre technique even surpassed that of the esoteric Jiuyi technique.

This is God's fight!

According to legend, this magic trick can even invite a real **** to become one with itself!

Four hundred years ago, a strong man of Liansheng's teaching invited a **** to be one with himself through this secret technique, and killed the Zhenguo Wusheng of the former Dayuan!

It's just, isn't this bizarre technique an altar?

how come……

"God fight?!"

With one punch, Yang Yu also smelled a strange aura in his heart.

This old woman still has such means? !

call!

How fast his reaction was, almost when he heard the big boss's alertness, he instantly grabbed the Baquan who was about to knock down, and his body retreated violently, stepping into the air.

A bow in one hand, an arrow in the other.

boom!

The chiming burst, and Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba smashed into the restaurant. They were about to strike a thunderbolt, but how could they pass the Four Elephant Arrows faster?

Only the sound of dragons and tigers and phoenixes could be heard, and the shadows of the four elephants of the house intertwined vertically and horizontally, turning into a long rainbow interwoven with red gold, and blasting away.

"Yang Prison!"

Yan Xi was extremely shocked and angry.

The technique of fighting gods, even in the teaching, is considered to be the first and strange, and through complicated rituals, it can even invite gods to come into the world.

However, where did she have the conditions to set up the ceremony and raise the altar?

This time, the divine attack that prompted the attack is to ask the old mother of the mountain to be stored in her heart. This is the foundation of her martial arts and the foundation of the essence of the old mother of the mountain!

God fights together, no matter whether the person in front of her is dead or not, but she is already a half-dead and completely useless person!

"Damn you!"

Before the roar could exit, it was interrupted by the rolling thunder, and when he raised his head suddenly, he saw four arrows piercing the air, with a burning real astral and inner breath.

The shadows of the four spirits, which turned into essence, roared and charged.

And after these four arrows, in the hurricane, that Yang Prison was hunting in his clothes, like a **** in the wind, standing in the wind and not falling, and the arrows came out in a series.

With one person and one bow, he actually shot a terrifying arrow force unmatched by the salvo of ten thousand arrows on the battlefield!

In front of him, arrows and shadows are intertwined, and in his heart, crisis is surging like an ocean tide.

Knowing that today would not be spared, Yan Xi's heart sank, and a shrill hissing sounded:

"The fish is dead and the net is broken!"

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Huhu

A cool evening wind blew across the hills.

In front of the mountain forest, a group of knights stood still, their uniform silver armored spears and long horses stood still like iron stones in the wind.

Hundreds of people and hundreds of horses are quieter than one person.

"A good hand of Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrows, the seventh rank, seems to be more than..."

The tall general who took the lead stroked his palm and sighed:

"The last time I saw this kind of archery, it seems that it was Liujishan fifty-seven years ago! Lin Qitian's meteor arrow back then was nothing but the same, right?"

This person is Fang Zhenghao.

He straddled a dragon horse, carried a long spear, was as heavy as a mountain, and his eyes were like a blazing sun. He was more than ten miles away, and he seemed to see what was happening in the city.

call!

At a certain moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from a distance, and a silver-armored young general urged the horse to come, and turned over to Rome several meters away, and said respectfully:

"Returning to the general! There were spies sending a letter, and Daoist Master Yu turned around and went to the mountain pass with Fang Commander on his back!"

"Is the blood still alive?"

Fang Zhenghao's expression softened slightly.

"Fang Tong was seriously injured..."

The young general's brief and concise report changed the subject and said:

"As you expected, there are forty-three towns in the Baizhou Jiufu that have traces of the Liansheng Revolt. The seven commanders acted as planned and the situation has been brought under control."

"Lianshengjiao is unbelievable."

Fang Zhenghao sneered:

"A group of mice in the gutter dare to show off their conspiracy under General Ben's eyes?"

Who is he?

The veteran who climbed out of the Shura field in Liuji Mountain has been guarding the border for decades. What conspiracy and tricks have you never seen?

That Yan Xi thought he had a deep mind, what was it in his eyes?

At the beginning of the flames, he had already sent seven thousand cavalry out, and no matter how many followers of the Liansheng Sect rebelled, they could be wiped out one by one.

"Pass our military order, and the seven people will destroy half of them and capture half of them!"

Fang Zhenghao's eyes were cold and he gave orders lightly.

Yan Xi thought that he wanted to cooperate with Lianshengjiao to plan Baizhou and look forward to Long Yuandao, but he didn't know that Baizhou had long been an impregnable wall under his management.

What he wants is not to cooperate with such a district elder, but to attract the attention of the real big man of Lian Shengjiao.

"Yes!"

The young general responded with a solemn voice, got on his horse, and disappeared into the forest after a while.

Fang Zhenghao urged the horse to take a few steps forward, looking at Maxiang City from afar, and guessing that the time was almost there, he just raised his hand:

"Everyone, follow this general and destroy this chaotic party!"

Whoa!

Hundreds of cavalrymen raised their swords and marched in silence.

...

...

Boom!

The shadows of arrows all over the sky fell into one place, billowing smoke and dust, and the huge shaking spread out in all directions with this long street as the center.

call!

The air wave forced out by the arrow light Gangfeng returned, blowing away the smoke and dust, and also blowing Yang Prison's martial robe.

The long street collapsed and cracked everywhere.

In the ruins, Yan Xi's arms were broken, blood flowed like pillars, and her whole body was paralyzed in blood. The smoke after the violent friction filled her mouth and nose~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The combined strike of the four elephants and arrows of God's will, it was not It might have defeated her, but the real astral contained in the arrow was extremely fierce and pure.

Even surpassing his own top real gang...

The person in front of her is even more terrifying than she imagined, this is really, this is really...

"Yang Prison!"

She coughed up blood and smirked, not knowing what she was aware of, pleasure flashed across her miserable face:

"I'm dead, you're alive too..."

Click!

Lifting his foot, stepping down, and stepping on his last breath, Yang Yu put away his bow and arrow and shook his head slightly:

"Anyway, he is also an elder of the Liansheng Sect, and he doesn't even know the seal of sacrifice?"

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