The Great Tao Chronicle

In an instant, the mountain temple turned into an asura field!

The sudden murderous intent made Li Feibai and the others who were hiding in the corner shiver.

"I, my hammer"

Yuan San let out a painful groan, and his pair of hammers made of cold iron had already been completely torn apart in the vertical and horizontal direction of the sword!

God knows how long he had saved for this pair of hammers, but it was completely destroyed.

Huhuhu~

The turbulent air burst.

The invisible airflow was pierced by the qualitative flying sword.

An Qisheng's eyes flashed with ripples, and he commented calmly:

"The technique of flying swords? It's just flashy!"

boom!

Around him, the invisible airflow suddenly shattered.

Within three feet, all the coefficients of objects were repelled by the infinite majestic force, only the flying sword buzzed and vibrated, and its speed did not decrease, and it came straight to the eyebrows.

huh~

At the moment of the vigorous drumming, An Qi's long spear stabbed flat and met the seventeen vertical and horizontal swords of Feng Zhenzong.

The other hand hanging on the side of the body suddenly raised to the center of the eyebrows, and it was impossible to let go, and suddenly it came out.

It's like playing a lute, fiddling in the void.

hum~

Substantial air currents danced around An Qisheng's fingertips like ropes. After holding the pill, the strength penetrated the whole body, and the hair on the fingertips were all powerful weapons for killing. A casual flick of the finger was enough to shoot the elephant to death on the spot.

And at this time, is it more than just a snap of a finger?

Dang bang~

I just heard a crisp sound of gold and iron colliding with the violent whistling sound of the airflow.

But if you listen carefully, you can know that it is by no means a finger-snapping sound, but dozens or hundreds of collisions sounded at this moment!

boom!

In the turbulent turbulence, Feijian flew upside down, and was leaned out three feet in front of him, humming and whining.

Outside the mountain temple, Dong Tianyou's complexion changed, as if he was hit hard, he stepped back three steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Of course, he was not using the technique of flying swords, but he had raised the long sword for many years with his true temperature, to the extent that it was like driving an arm.

In the past, he also used the flying sword technique mostly when others were restraining him. With a quick speed, sneak attack and assassination were inexhaustible, and it was the first time that he was thrown into the air with his bare hands!

Boom!

Feijian bullets flew out, and before An Qisheng could add another blow to completely smash it, the surging force of his palm like a surging river was already rolling in.

Between the extremely tyrannical palms and whistling, Tie Shan, who had been pushed a few meters behind An Qisheng, only felt that his breathing was not smooth, and his face was a little distorted under the strong wind!

Under the strong wind, his white hair fluttered like flames, but An Qisheng's complexion did not change, and the flat spear did not move.

It's just that the left hand that just bounced the flying sword flicked slightly in the void, the palm changed, and then pushed forward.

Up to now, An Qisheng has been honed by the martial arts of the two worlds, and the method of fist and palm has reached the level of skill and incompetence.

Whether it is Taiji, Bagua, Xingyi and other internal boxing in the previous life, the ancient door Xinyi boxing above the mysterious star, pictographic boxing, dragon-elephant combined strike, etc., the military killing martial arts, or the various boxing routines in the long-floating world , has already done as he pleases.

Ever-changing, it is still this style of 'Nantianmen'!

Boom!

The power of the seven-fold palm instantly stagnates.

Yun Tang's complexion suddenly changed.

His terrifying palm strength, which is superimposed with seven layers of palm strength, is enough to smash a city wall into powder, it really seems to have slammed into a towering mountain, unable to move an inch!

Boom!

Shake the earth!

The dust rose into the sky, and all the objects in the mountain temple were shattered by this collision!

wow~

In an instant, the beams of the mountain temple were broken, the roof shattered, and the surrounding walls collapsed and shattered together with the ground.

Immediately, it was blown away in the boundless night sky by the raging wind.

Yun Tang's turbulent palm power superimposed on the seventh layer has already shattered under the pure power to the limit!

And that palm that is now endlessly terrifying in his eyes, mixed with the terrifying palm force that shattered in all directions, came slowly!

It is said that it came slowly, but in fact, this palm is approaching its peak!

What made Yun Tang's face change even more was that the air flow that had been expelled by An Qisheng's palm suddenly poured backwards at this moment, forming an extremely terrifying restraint force, pulling his hurricane body abruptly.

Hit the terrifying palm!

"So strong? So strong!!!"

Yun Tang's face was trembling, and he finally felt the danger of death.

This palm, whether it is momentum, strength, skill, or will, has all reached a perfect fusion, which is the peak that he can't surpass at this time!

fear!

fear!

Endless terror was born in my heart.

Yun Tang, who had nothing to do with a palm, roared in anger, and his whole body was full of true energy. Under the line of life and death, he finally completely ran away!

When he stepped on the ground, he took advantage of the broken and collapsed earth, and the surging True Qi spewed out at once, and his speed became more and more maddening!

Don't go back, go forward!

His palms swayed in front of him, making thousands of changes, and finally turned into his famous stunt.

With the Shocking Wave Palm, it affects the Nantianmen, which is like a mountain moving in translation, and the majestic and unshakable Nantianmen.

Under the overwhelming oppression on the front line of life and death, all of Yun Tang's spirits were condensed in the palm of his hand. In a trance, his mind was lifted into the air, and he felt an unprecedented free-spiritedness.

"I've broken through the palm technique?"

Yun Tang couldn't help but give birth to a trace of joy.

But the next moment, his eyes widened, and he felt an unparalleled terrifying force!

That is not mixed with the slightest inner strength true qi, pure physical strength to the extreme!

Incomparably pure, but also incomparably terrifying power!

"No!"

Yun Tang's heart trembled wildly, the corners of his eyes cracked, and blood arrows were thrown into the wind.

At this moment, time seems to slow to the limit.

Yun Tang could clearly see that the shocking palm force from his hands had collapsed an inch in front of the fleshy palm, as if an awl had been driven into a boulder.

It was as if the heavy waves were blocked by Qiao Shi.

His palm strength, his hands, were all shattered under that pure force to the limit.

Flesh into mud!

At the moment of contact, Yun Tang could no longer feel the existence of his palm.

Then, he watched helplessly as that palm crossed the void and slapped heavily on his forehead with an irresistible tyrannical gesture.

"The palm technique is not bad, but unfortunately the strength is scattered, and it is too large!"

At the last moment, Yun Tang heard a dull comment.

not bad?

Yun Tang wanted to laugh miserably, but he couldn't even feel his own face.

Because his head is gone.

"Yuntang!!!"

Feng Zhenzong, who was pierced by the long sword, had his eyes torn apart and roared wildly.

He was the closest and could see the most clearly.

Under that palm, Yun Tang's huge head was shattered like a watermelon.

Red and white splash!

But the sound he made only echoed in his own ears, because at the moment when the spear stabbed in front of it, all the air and all the air currents were shattered, and the only medium for his voice to transmit was already his own bones and muscles!

clang clang~

Under the anger, Feng Zhenzong's long sword roared like a dragon, and the boundless sword energy was restrained, and the vertical and horizontal swords merged into one.

At the same time that Yu Yuntang's body was blown away by the turbulent airflow, he delivered a fatal blow!

"I do not believe!"

At the same time, Dong Tianyou, who was not far away, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook a few times in the night, and his true energy was intertwined in his body like a snake.

And then straight to the fingertips.

shhhhh~

Dong Tianyou pointed his sword again, and the imperial envoy's long sword delivered a fatal blow!

The next moment, Rulong's spear stabbed.

All his shock, killing intent, and unwillingness were all turned into extremely ridiculous pieces of paper under this shot, which were pierced at once, revealing the truth in him:

fear!

Shocking!

despair!

Finally, he felt all the feelings before Yun Tang's death.

Under that long spear like a dragon, his vertical and horizontal sword qi shattered and collapsed!

His long sword, which he had learned all his life, was swayed high by the shock of the long spear, and the cracks visible to the naked eye had spread on the smooth and mirror-like sword body!

boom!

There seemed to be thunder resounding in the sea of ​​​​heart.

Under a confrontation, Feng Zhenzong was thrown into the air, and the blood sprayed out like a fog.

The rest of the people present only heard the sound of bones breaking in layers like a cannonball in the raging wind!

Pfft!

Feng Zhenzong's straw flew out ten feet like a straw, and smashed a few large rocks in the mountains, only to stop in the dust.

"puff!"

Almost in no particular order, Dong Tianyou spat out a mouthful of blood again as if he was struck by lightning, and his eyes were blood red.

One staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Just in an instant, the three masters collectively rushed to the street.

At the end of the ruins of the mountain temple, Li Feibai and the others were stunned and trembling, each of them seemed to have just taken a shower, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat.

Such a terrifying person.

You still want to kill him?

Li Feibai's feet were weak, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he felt incomparable fear covering him.

Let him know that as long as he has a change, he will surely die.

And the only one who has a surprise in his heart is Changsun Huai.

He couldn't speak~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and couldn't move, but there was a very happy expression in his eyes.

The three of Li Feibai collided with such a master, and even if he died at this moment, he could rest his eyes!

Huhuhu~

In the night, the breeze came slowly, smoothing the boiling turbulent wind and blowing away the dust and mist in the sky.

In the soft red light of the red moon hanging high, the original mountain temple, now in the middle of the ruins, An Qisheng in a Taoist robe sat cross-legged with a calm expression.

Zhang Er's long spear was lying in front of his knees, and his slightly raised left palm ate between his middle two fingers, and a long sword trembled between his fingers, whining, making a humming sound like unwillingness and fear.

"One horizontal and one vertical are vertical and horizontal, one opening and one closing are vertical and horizontal, time and space are anchors, and vertical and horizontal are scales. Your swordsmanship can be regarded as horizontal and vertical at best. How can you call it vertical and horizontal?"

With a slight trembling of his two fingers, he broke the trembling flying sword. An Qisheng looked at Dong Tianyou, who was spewing blood, and said lightly:

"Are the three of you satisfied with this advice?"