The First Cause of All Realms

In front of him, the setting sun was like blood, and the flags and flags in front of him were hunting.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yu only felt that his heart and blood became hot.

Yu Guang swept slightly, at this time, he was standing on a huge chariot. Among the armored soldiers who were waiting in battle, he was the dragon of martial arts, a famous general from Dali.

In the distance, there are dozens of generals guarding the central army.

Where he was at this time, he was leaving the Central Army, and on the other side, he was fluttering in the wind, with the big banner with the word "Wu" printed on it.

Today, he is the vanguard of the left side of Dali, the one who carries the burden under the tent of Wuzhilong.

"It's just to watch people cook..."

Yang Yu murmured in his heart.

When a general goes out to battle, a commanding flag will be erected behind or beside him, which is called the "big gang", which is the gathering point of the morale of the whole army.

Therefore, those who resist beetles must not only be able to ride horses to kill the enemy, but also be able to carry the flag to protect the flag. They must have a strong force.

Faintly, Yang Yupin came out with something.

The identity of entering this Liuji Mountain illusion is random, but at the same time, there is a contrast.

When he entered for the first time, although he had some martial arts, he was too insignificant on this battlefield. No matter how many times he entered, it would be impossible to randomly find any important identity.

In other words, the identity of entering, also represents the judgment of this illusion of its own strength.

"If that's the case, wouldn't I have the opportunity to directly 'replace' Wu Zhilong to fight that King Zhao of the West Palace?"

Yang Yu's eyes brightened slightly, and he was a little moved.

Boom!

Boom!

The ground trembled, and the hooves were thundering.

Accompanied by a long-lasting roar, Chi Yun Ma jumped out of the shadows, and under the cloak that was rolling like flames, was the man who made the army of 200,000 tremble.

Mysterious armored knights, charge!

"kill!"

A few tens of miles away, Yang Yu felt the killing intent that reached his eyebrows. The phoenix wings were gilded and pointed directly at the Chinese army tent!

The rise of the five senses made Yang Prison feel the horror of the Black Armored Knights more clearly.

Especially under the leadership of that man.

In the shadows, the eight thousand profound armors straddled the horses, and their movements were neat and uniform, like a divine arrow shot by the gods, with a sharp edge like destroying the dead.

Life and life cut through the overwhelming rain of arrows, penetrating the battle formation of the Dali Vanguard Army, and with unrivaled power, severely damaged the heart of Dali's army.

Yang Prison saw ten thousand arrows unleashed, and saw a member of the generals rush up and fly backwards at a faster speed. The phoenix wings were terrifyingly overwhelmed.

Every time it is swung, a large number of soldiers will be thrown out like a thatch, and they will look at them with contempt!

Henry Zhang's terror lies not only in himself, but also in the eight thousand mysterious armors behind him. Although these elite knights cultivated by him have not yet reached their peak.

But the first appearance of the grandeur has caused an uproar in the Dali army.

Defeated!

In the face of the terrifying figure like a demon, even if there are many elites in the Great Li Army, they all appear bleak, after being penetrated again and again.

There are already signs of collapse!

Above the chariot, Yang Yu's fingers holding the long saber moved unconsciously, but he was still suppressing and waiting.

He has seen this scene too many times, and he naturally knows when is the best time to take action.

Boom!

The winding tornado of Gangwind rolled up countless soldiers into the sky.

Wu Zhilong looked indifferent, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a scream of exclamation.

"Da Jing, Da Jing has fallen!"

What? !

All the warlords, including Wu Zhilong, turned their heads one after another, and saw a figure rising from the ground, kicked down, and the big scorpion shot out like a sharp arrow.

Then, the figure moved across the wind, showing amazing feats of light power.

In the air, he changed direction several times in shock, and he caught up with the piercing big scorpion. With the help of another force, he had already rushed out a hundred zhang away, setting off a cold sword light.

He slashed towards the man who was as terrifying as a **** and devil under the flaming tumbling cloak.

The inner qi was exhaled, the wind was turbulent, and the blade was extremely sharp!

"Oh?"

He emptied the whole body with one hand, Henry Zhang looked up indifferently, and at this moment, Yang Yu even caught the real electric light flashing in his dark eyes like the sea.

Then, the five fingers of his left hand that fell on his side trembled, blooming like a lotus flower, and closed again.

It's just one grab and one shot, such a tiny action, the shock to Yang Prison is unparalleled.

His eyesight is excellent, he can see clearly, he just grabs and takes a picture, the space of several meters in radius seems to be caught in the palm of his hand, making bursts of thunder like thunder.

Immediately, this fair-skinned fist that seemed to grab all the turbulent winds into the palm of the hand was slammed out with a thunderous sound resounding through the battlefield!

Boom!

It was as if thunder fell in front of him, as if a mountain fell.

And faster than the sonic boom was that white but heavy fist like a mountain.

Pfft!

This is the sound of the knife light being shattered.

At the moment when the fists and knives met, Yang Yu finally realized what it means to be yang and strong, and what is incomparable!

In an instant, his ultimate sword was shattered like a bubble.

Then, his right hand was cracked inch by inch, until his shoulders. When the thunder sounded, his whole body was soaring like a thatch.

Unstoppable.

Invincible.

In mid-air, Yang Yu's whole body was spewing blood, seven apertures and even tiny pores. The power contained in this punch was so strong that it almost shook the blood from his whole body!

In his ears, he could even hear the unbearable screams from the skin, bones, and even organs.

This is the horror he has never seen before!

What knife light, what gang wind, what horizontal training, under this punch, they are all fragile like a piece of paper.

scoff!

This is the sound of a scorpion piercing deep into the ground.

Puff!

This is the sound of heavy landing.

The battlefield seemed to fall into a moment of dead silence.

"Is this the Martial Saint..."

In the puddle of blood and mud, Yang Yu stood upright and did not fall down. Half of his body had disappeared, but he laughed.

"This punch, I took it!"

"If your meritorious deeds fail to pass three tests, you will dare to wave your sword at this king. There are really brave people in the Great Li Army."

Immediately after chasing the wind and Chiyun, Henry Zhang's eyes flashed a strange look.

Then, the phoenix wings laced with gold pierced through the air and fell gently:

"Not bad, not bad!"

……

……

"Pfft!"

Xiao Wu, who was cleaning, suddenly heard a sound, and when he looked back, he saw Yang prison spitting out a large cloud of blood by the iron pool.

"Master Yang?!"

Xiao Wu's heart trembled.

It's too dangerous to practice martial arts if you vomit blood at every turn...

"So it is, so it is..."

He spat out this mouth of blood that was turbulent and surging, but Yang Yu had a sudden realization.

In this fight, Nine Bulls and Two Tigers had not yet been promoted to the second level, but he felt the progress of this magical power, and if it fell outside, it was his power, which had risen again.

But this was not his greatest achievement.

His greatest achievement was that he finally understood the illusion of Liuji Mountain.

This illusion is the real 'nine bulls and two tigers' gods.

"Only by completely defeating the King Zhao of the West Palace, can I truly understand the true meaning of the power of nine bulls and two tigers!"

Yang Yu was enlightened in his heart, but he smiled bitterly.

Henry Zhang in the Liuji Mountain battlefield was not the King Zhao of the West Palace who was famous in the world, but he was already a tyrannical existence of the Martial Saint series.

Even if he can challenge again and again, it will be an extremely long process to overcome this one, right?

"Master Yang?"

Seeing Yang Prison vomiting blood again and smiling wryly, Xiao Wu approached with a worried face.

"I'm fine, I just figured out something."

Yang Yu was in a very good mood, but he didn't say much. After adjusting his breath, he closed his eyes again and entered the cauldron of gluttony.

……

Once a person is addicted, he does not know the passage of time.

Yang Yu once again entered the Liuji Mountain battlefield, but instead of challenging Henry Zhang, he pointed his finger at the other elite knights.

At this time, the elite cavalry in black armor was not the most elite soldiers in the army selected by Henry Zhang's army of millions. Of course, there were many strong men, but Yang Yu was also long ago.

No need to rely on the help of other people, you can fight against these dark armored knights in a dignified manner, and even if you are surrounded by rushing for a short time, you can still remain undefeated.

Qinggong, swordsmanship, and even archery, one by one, he even stopped the momentum of the dark armored elite cavalry's charge many times, forcing many dark armored generals to attack him.

There was even one time when Henry Zhang was forced to take a shot, and he was tragically killed again under the golden wings of the phoenix.

After he got there, his goal was not limited to the elite cavalry in black armor, but aimed at the generals in the Great Li Army, and even the main general, the Dragon of Wu.

The whole person is completely addicted to the battle of battle, and he is not afraid of life and death. His martial arts progress is visible to the naked eye.

However, he was still unable to take down the heavy golden phoenix wings.

"Is this the pinnacle of martial arts?"

Opening his eyes again, looking at the brilliance of the many ingredients in the dark cauldron, Yang Yu's expression was in a trance, as if he felt like a world away~www.novelmt.com~ If I have a magic weapon of the same level, maybe I can support a few more tricks? "

Prisoner Yang let out a long breath.

The punch that he received for the first time turned out to be an absolute sound, and after several rushing kills, he was unable to take the second move...

The sharpness of the phoenix wings gilded with gold is simply irresistible. With a single slash, anything can be cut into two pieces.

When he came back to his senses, the energy storage of the gluttonous cauldron was full, but he did not choose to refine the "nine cows and two tigers ingredients" again, but chose to leave this opportunity.

After more than 20 trips to Liuji Mountain, he has gained a lot, and for the time being, he can't get more.

"Huh!"

In the underground palace, it was still dark, Xiao Wu huddled in a corner and slept soundly, Yang Yu picked up the meal prepared for him and finished eating, and slowly got up.

In the iron pool, Xuan Yingzhu was only as big as three or two fists.

The tumbling lava molten iron could drown it, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, he picked up the iron chain beside him, and swayed to tie Xuanyingzhu.

As soon as he pulled it, the arm-thick iron chain was pulled straight.

"what?"

Yang Yu's heart moved, as if he sensed something, he stepped on it heavily, the ground he stepped on collapsed, and he suddenly exerted force.

Boom!

Xiao Wu, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly, and saw smoke billowing in front of him, and a burning red iron ball deeply embedded in the floor of the hall.

This, this is...