The Great Tao Chronicle

A glass of wine is poured into the air, and it is directly vaporized into smoke in the mist, and a faint aroma of wine is emitted.

After three hundred years of hard practice, he finally fell in front of Tianmen.

slap~

An Qisheng slowly put down the wine glass, raised his eyes and looked at it, just in line with Pang Wanyang's downcast eyes.

hum~

When the eyes of the two met, the sky was pitch black for a moment, and the black cloud that had been pierced by the sword light reappeared.

It got thicker and heavier.

Pang Wanyang stood in the sky and fought three battles before and after. His momentum, spirit, and spirit all reached the peak that was impossible to reach in normal days.

His mind was extremely sharp.

I can feel all the changes in the energy between heaven and earth, and I can also feel the breath that slowly rises thousands of feet down.

That aura is stable and peaceful, vast and broad, like the ocean, and like a starry sky, and it hangs high above the earth, containing the sun and moon.

In the change of light and darkness, in the turbulent atmosphere, under the changes of celestial phenomena,

There is a faint ancient vicissitudes of life, but the black and white Taiji map with endless truth is reflected in his eyes.

Huhu~

The whistling air flow, in the rolling wind.

An Qisheng climbed the steps and stepped into the sky.

The wind between the heavens and the earth was very strong, and the wind and sand were blowing like a hidden weapon, but it seemed to be very calm, so calm that his clothes and hair never rose.

And as he steps up to the sky.

For a moment, there was an indescribable heavy meaning in the sky.

Inside and outside the inn, many people all focused on the sky, paying attention to this battle.

"The breath of Daoist Wang Quan......"

The runner king muttered to himself, the smile on his face was gone.

I just felt a tyrannical and unbelievable aura that filled the sky, as if there was an extra sky in the sky.

"The mother of yin and yang, the opportunity of movement and stillness, Tai Chi, it turns out that this is the truth..."

Real Man Baiyue sighed slightly.

Although he knew that Pang Wanyang could be the real opponent of Daoist Wangquan, he still felt a little incredible.

Not only him and the real person Baiyue, but also Yan Kuangsu, who had met with An Qisheng, was also a little shocked at this time.

Intangible and intangible Tai Chi diagrams, almost the substance generally emerges in their minds.

On the contrary, other people outside the inn did not feel the pervasive Tai Chi aura.

It just feels heavy in my heart, but also a little incredible.

The one in the sky has become so tyrannical that there are still people who dare to challenge him?

Huhu~

As An Qisheng paced up, there was a ripple in the depths of his eyes, and the water waves flowed on the Daoyi map, showing all kinds of handwriting:

【Pang Wanyang (74)】

[Life track: Born in Jiufujie, Hanzhou, Wuwei Mansion, and a family of little wealth, living a prosperous and happy life, later meeting with Mozong people, seeing that his roots are acceptable, accepting him as a disciple, and beheading him with his own hands' vulgarity'...

When he was small in martial arts, he killed more than 120 people from his division and was hunted down to Dafeng. For 20 years, he walked around the world barefoot. For itself, it will compete with it.

In the first seven years, every defeat in every battle, more and more defeats in the more and more battles, countless times of serious injuries and dying, in the next seven years, more defeats and fewer wins, gradually breaking away from the barriers of predecessors, initial achievements in the Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons, and in the next seven years, traveling all over Dafeng and fighting a hundred battles. Yum, finally sympathized with heaven and earth, achieved great achievements, and ranked first in the world.

Afterwards, he lived in the shallows, and sat quietly in the sky for forty years, comprehending the truth that the human beings are limited and the world is boundless, and glimpsed the gate of heaven and man.

Dafeng went out in 2011 and invited the world's heroes to fight. It was difficult from the north. After traveling for seventeen days, the world's martial arts forests withered. Finally, in the vast sea, the world's masters were drawn.

That day, it has been in nine battles, losing streak to the world's top masters, Yan Kuangtu, Mu Qingfeng, Baiyue Zhenren, Wheel Wheel King, Yixiu...

After the war, he returned to the top of the holy mountain with his seriously injured body.

Since then, a generation of demons has fallen]

"The Daoist..."

In the sky, Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying like a flame, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes like Jin Yang:

"Pang has been waiting for this battle for a long time, a long time."

He sighed slightly and hung down into the sky like a weight:

"Yixiu thought it was his invitation to fight that I would go down the mountain, but in fact, the opponent Pang expects is you..."

Pang Wanyang is very clear in his heart, or has always been clear.

In the world, no one is his opponent.

Otherwise, why should this battle be delayed until now?

It wasn't until An Qisheng was born that he felt a sense of it. At first, he thought that this king and Taoist person was cherishing the gods and soldiers. After he went there in person, he saw his way, and then he realized it in his heart.

This is the opponent he has been waiting for for decades.

"I know."

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

In the original trajectory, this thousand-year-old master of the Demon Sect, the first person in the ancient and modern Demon Sect, has never seen the Heavenly Sect.

He didn't even know that, only a few years after his death, the Lord of Heaven, Man and Soldier had already been born.

Or, before he died, the gods and soldiers had come out, but he didn't dare to show his face until he died. . . .

But in any case, the first person of the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times has never seen the power of heaven and missed the gate of heaven.

"Pang Mousheng, without family and friends, is not interested in glory and wealth, and has no interest in dynasties competing for hegemony. Only martial arts is my lifelong pursuit!"

Pang Wanyang's eyes were as bright as the golden sun, surging with a burning fighting intent.

"I know too."

An Qisheng's expression was calm, and he felt the air that was rising and rolling between the heavens and the earth, and sighed slightly.

No matter what world it is, there are people who seek the way.

Good or bad, at least pure.

"The saddest thing in life is nothing more than invincibility in the world. Fortunately, there is still a rival of my Pang in this world!"

Pang Wanyang's clothes and long hair rose together, and his slender and fair fingers were held together by the roots, as if he had held the sky full of romance with his invincible determination for decades.

A punch was raised, and in the explosion of the sky, it slammed into the four fields:

"Come on, fight!"

A fight, a punch.

It seemed that thousands of hectares of smoke and dust were expelled, and there was a great storm of thunder in the sky, and the cloudy thunderclouds rolled and boiled, as if they were about to fall, destroying the heavens and the earth.

When Pang Wanyang punched, his body also seemed to be tall, and there seemed to be infinite essence between the void between heaven and earth, like a stream of Tianhe pouring into his body.

Adding a third of his arrogance to this tyrannical punch.

With one punch, it seems like the world is moving with it!

For forty years, the world has been invincible, and the gate of heaven has no way.

All the backlog in his heart was released in this fist!

Boom!

The thunderclouds rolled in the sky, as if the heavens were shaken by it, willing to serve as a foil for it!

The sky is shaking, the momentum is huge!

On the ground, many people looked at this scene and were horrified.

I only felt that countless electric snakes and thunders were criss-crossed, intertwined with rolling nets, and shrouded in the white-robed Taoist man, and their power was like a sky collapse.

"good!"

Between the turbulent air, An Qisheng also let out a long howl.

In the sky, his feet also trembled.

There seems to be an invisible ladder communicating the world. He stomped his foot, and his strength rolled down. It seemed to span hundreds of feet in the sky and stepped on the ground.

In the gust of wind, the vast ocean swelled, and the yellow sand roared up.

Just this stomping, the face of the wheel king, Yan Kuangtu and others changed.

The divine vein strikes ten miles in one blow, but that is under the coverage of the aura, the divine will implements the true qi, and the true qi communicates with the heaven and earth aura.

But An Qisheng stomped this foot, but there was no trace of true qi pouring out, only pure and tyrannical power to the extreme!

Their senses were extremely sharp, and they could see that at the moment when An Qisheng stomped his feet, the airflow in the sky spread like ripples.

What an incredible physique this is?

Even the Wheel Runner King, who was also cultivating the horizontal training method, couldn't help but be moved at this time.

Boom!

One stomped, then raised his hand.

Ten fingers passed vertically and horizontally in the sky, like playing a pipa, and 54,000 kinds of changes have been derived in an instant!

It's just one palm, as if it contains all the finger-and-palm boxing routines in the world.

The black and white Taiji map is reproduced, blooming in the sky.

With Pang Wanyang's extremely tenacious determination, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes at this time.

I saw that in the sympathy between the mighty will and the heaven and the earth, it seemed that all the time between heaven and earth was attracted, and it moved with the changes in its palms, resulting in a flash of endless majestic sacred portals!

The portal is majestic and sacred, like a dam blocking the sky and the earth.

It is An Qisheng's Sanshou starter, Nantianmen!

No temptation, no temptation required.

As soon as the two made a move, it was already the ultimate means!

The next moment, fists and palms!

hum~

There is a momentary loss of color and sound in the world.

But in the blink of an eye, it was a collision that resounded through the sky, bigger than the movement of rolling thunderclouds!

In an instant, I saw the sea of ​​clouds in the sky tumbling, and large air currents spread vertically and horizontally, as if a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, dispelling endless smoke and dust, and ravaged the long dark sky under the thunder cloud.

Boom!

Under the thundercloud, in the darkness, rays of light shot, and the two collided again and again in the darkness at a speed that surpassed the limit of ordinary people's vision.

Pang Wanyang exhaled the essence of heaven and earth, like a demon **** carrying the power of heaven and earth.

A punch and a kick contained a power that was even more terrifying than the Thunder in the Sky.

His astral qi, true qi, is even more unbelievable.

And An Qisheng, walking in the darkness, as if there is a black and white Taiji diagram circulating along the steps, all the strength, essence, and even the thunder are consumed and broken by the Taiji diagram.

Either scattered in the sky, or absorbed into the body.

Let Pang Wanyang's fist mark be domineering and unparalleled, his true energy is invincible, and he is still calm.

The Sanshou derived from the myriad boxing routines between his fingers and palms shone brightly, Nantianmen, Zhanxiantai, and Bagua furnaces came out one after another.

Strong against strong, hard against hard!

boom!

boom!

The two started an earth-shattering battle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even though they had endured most of the collision force, the ripples from the scattered aftermath had spread together with the thundering thunder, tearing through the clouds.

The speed of the two people is so fast, the distance between the movements is several miles, and the front and back collisions are only a few times, and the battlefield has spread for hundreds of miles.

The dark clouds above the sky moved with the two of them.

Gradually, the wind and sand spread over the earth, like dragon dust.

"what!"

Suddenly, the proprietress screamed hysterically, and even forgot her fear of the great masters in the inn, and plunged into the inn.

Many guys also followed in a crazy way.

"not good!"

Wu Liusan's scalp was numb, and he ran wild while carrying Zhao Tianfeng.

The ripples swayed by the fight between the two actually set off an unprecedented terrifying sandstorm in the vast sea!

Heaven and earth are rioting!