The First Cause of All Realms

Whoosh!

Above the eaves, Yang Prison stands by the wind.

At this point, he could no longer perceive where his deity was.

In the end, he never completed the ritual, and the manipulation of the Suppressing Evil Seal is limited to guidance. Not only can he manipulate a living dead, but he also wants to break through the distance limit of three hundred and thirty-three feet, and he has to temporarily lose the perception of the body.

This is of course extremely dangerous.

Therefore, he waited until he was in prison and was in a relatively safe environment before using the living dead.

At the same time, make a quick decision.

boom!

As soon as his thoughts moved, before the words fell, he had already stepped heavily.

With just one step, the house he was standing on has collapsed with a bang, and as the dust rolled and spread, it has already descended from top to bottom, carrying the momentum of thunder.

Killed Xiao Qingfeng who was stunned!

Don't give it the slightest time to react.

"who are you?!"

"Dare to break into the Xiao Family Manor?! Are all the guards dead? They were bullied into the martial arts field by the thieves."

"Die!"

After a short silence, the martial arts field was full of turmoil, and the guards drew their swords and attacked.

"Your bow?"

Xiao Qingfeng took a few steps back, his strong bow was wide open, the arrows shot out in a chain, the airflow was torn apart, and he was extremely fierce.

At the same time, he was also surprised.

Hearing this, the first thing he thought of was Yang Prison, but he immediately rejected it.

Heavenly Wolf Pass's great prison, although it can't be regarded as an impregnable wall, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

So this person is from the Liu family?

Zheng!

When Xiao Qingfeng thought about it, he heard the clanking sword sounds, like a dragon and tiger roaring and roaring in the huge martial arts arena.

The black-robed man was extremely fast, as if he could move on the wind. He was in mid-air, and without any help, he moved several times to avoid his Lianzhu arrows.

At the same time, the sword came out like a dragon, swinging away the swords of the guards who were slaughtered.

Loudly!

A sword is like a thousand swords!

To be selected by the Xiao family as Xiao Qingfeng's bodyguards, these people's martial arts are not bad, almost all of them are masters who have exchanged blood more than six or seven times, and are elite.

But what Yang Yu is manipulating at this time is a powerful warrior who has exchanged blood thirteen times!

Although he can only perform the martial arts he has learned, under the blessing of vigorous blood and inner breath, his power is almost as strong as when his deity is full of power.

And this is because this body has been severely injured, and the force is a little sluggish.

bang bang~

Xiao Qingfeng only took three steps back and fired four arrows, and the sword light was like a tidal wave, rolling in and out, and the dozen or so guards selected for him in the clan had completely retreated.

Those who were more alert were also blown away by swords, and those who retreated a little slower were shocked by a sword!

In an instant, blood spilled on the martial arts field.

"what!"

The screams came one after another.

With just one contact, these guards seemed to be greatly frightened, and the martial arts of the people who came were more than ten times higher than theirs.

When did the son offend such a master?

"Young master, hurry up!"

With a mournful long howl, a master of the guards attacked and intercepted like a madman.

But where can you stop Yang Prison?

A sword swayed his sword, and with a single step, he had already stepped on his head into his chest cavity, and with the power of this step, he stepped more than ten feet, and the sword slashed Xiao Qingfeng away.

quick!

The limit is almost reached!

From his appearance, from his slaughter down, and then to more than a dozen guards with different heads, the sword force threatened Xiao Qingfeng, and it was only a few breaths before and after.

Dozens of deadly battles on the Liuji Mountain battlefield have created Yang Prison's superb killing skills, which are brutal and fierce.

The accumulation of internal qi may rely on retreats and attack skills, which can only be honed between blood and fire.

Therefore, the slaughter masters of all dynasties came from the battlefield!

Knowing this, Yang Prison will choose to spend a lot of ingredients and precious energy to enter the Liuji Mountain Illusion Realm even though he has failed again and again!

"Rats are safe!"

Xiao Qingfeng's eyes were splitting.

The desperate interception of many guards also gave him a breath, and the sharp swordsmanship of the incoming person was enough to make him drop the four elephant bows and lift the side soldiers.

A long sword with black and white textures all over it.

hum!

With a sword in his hand, the shock on Xiao Qingfeng's face, the ripples in his heart disappeared, and the long sword shook with the sound of bursts of wind.

Fight back!

At the moment when the long sword was protruding, the whole body was actually ignited by a real astral that was as hot as fire, emitting a rolling heat wave and light.

Bless yourself, bless your swordsmanship.

Great strength, and the sword is sharp.

when!

The two swords clashed, and then, there was the sound of golden and iron symphony like rain hitting bananas.

Seeing that the people who came were so vicious, Xiao Qingfeng didn't dare to have the slightest change, and his inner qi forced him to walk around, dancing a large sword light like a forest.

The direction of the long sword is either elegant and elegant, or introverted in murderous intent, or strange, or majestic, or sharp-edged, dangerous and violent.

The thirty years of practice are vividly displayed.

However, the more he fought, the more shocked he became.

The subtlety of the swordsmanship of the coming person can never be compared with his own, and it can even be said to be simple and without fancy.

However, it was such a mediocre swordsmanship that he often forced him into a dilemma, and when he arrived, he was almost killed in sweat.

The exquisite swordsmanship he mastered was impossible to perform at all, and every time he tried to make a killing move, he was forced to stop.

After so many times, I almost vomited blood.

Zheng!

The violent sound of rubbing gold and iron resounded through the night.

A sword swung away, splitting the airflow, Yang Prison moved with the wind, and before landing, he stepped into the air and moved, the sword light was clanging, like a dragon probing its head, full of murderous intent.

He does not often use swords, and uses swords to fight enemies, but the swords themselves have something in common.

But this Xiao Qingfeng is not an ordinary person, although it seems that he is using a superior swordsmanship, in fact, there are at least ten sets of middle swordsmanship interspersed in it.

What is especially rare is that all kinds of swordsmanship echo each other, and one person can form a sword formation, which is extremely fierce.

It is a pity that a person like him may have rich experience in actual combat, but he has never had the experience of fighting to the death with others.

The level of threat is far inferior to that of a hundred poisonous old man.

Clang!

Another collision.

"Too deceiving!"

Xiao Qingfeng's figure retreated, and his face was extremely red.

woo~

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a long breath.

His one inhalation was very violent, and the air visible to the naked eye flowed into his mouth like water, and then spit it out, like a strong wind.

With one breath, the 'Scarlet Fire True Gang' around him instantly scorched.

It was as if the fire took advantage of the wind to soar several times at a time.

Zheng!

Xiao Qingfeng attacked again, only a flat push with a sword, but it was like a meteor shower falling from the horizon, every spark was a ferocious sword move, connected with each other, layer upon layer, like a tidal wave, sweeping through the sky.

The crimson fire real gang that lingered around him was submerged into the sword body like real flowing water.

The sword light soared, more than several times.

In the throes of Jianmang, the whistling airflow was completely shattered.

"die!"

Xiao Qingfeng let out a long roar, and his sword stance changed again, as if an arowana jumped from the tide, trying to climb the Dragon Gate and Dragon Terrace.

Thousands of swords are a foil!

This sword is really like the finishing touch, but this change has surpassed the previous thousands of changes, even if Yang Yu sees it, his expression is moved.

"This sword..."

With a sword cut out, Xiao Qingfeng's heart was also agitated.

I just feel extremely happy, I just feel hearty, I just feel that the bottleneck that has been bothering me for many years seems to be loosening at this moment.

This is a summary of all his swordsmanship in the past 30 years, and he is at the top of the list, and he has made further progress!

"Okay!"

This is the first time Yang Prison has spoken out since the sword.

Husky and high-pitched.

In the face of Xiao Qingfeng's ultimate sword, the sword he was about to cut off was somewhat dwarfed.

But swordsmanship is not his forte.

Therefore, with the intersection of the two swords, like a tide of sword light pouring down, at the same time, he stepped on another point, stepped on the bluestone ground in the air, and the whole person was raised three feet higher.

Avoiding the head-on collision of the sword, immediately, the ape arm stretched, and it was pulled back again, and the five fingers were pinched together, as if holding the sky and the wind between the five fingers.

Then, like pushing a mountain of gold and falling a pillar of jade, bombarded it down!

Boom!

This punch seemed to be accompanied by wind and thunder, and it seemed like a giant mountain collapsed, and a large gust of wind swept over it, as if a dragon in the clouds swooped down.

In the grand and vast room, there is also undisguised heroism and domineering.

But it is exactly what he first saw in Ziliuji Mountain, and he first realized it when he saw the Jinjia people defeat Fang Qidao.

Domineering!

boom!

It was as if a thunder had exploded in his heart, and the terror was already extreme.

"This is…"

Xiao Qingfeng's eyes widened.

In less than an instant, he fell from the heaven that was about to break through to the **** that was about to die. The huge contrast almost made him vomit blood and go crazy.

Domineering!

This is the tyrannical fist of the first person in the Ming Dynasty, the military **** of Wusheng, Henry Zhang, the king of Zhao of the West Palace!

"Do not!"

When the bone-piercing cold current came, Xiao Qingfeng felt as if his blood had been frozen.

'With this punch, I will die! ’

fear!

Unprecedented terror filled my heart.

But this year's flash was just a moment, and it turned into a raging rage.

"I'm going to die?!"

"What a joke!"

The extreme anger filled his heart, Xiao Qingfeng finally reacted, and the sword stance that was going to be normal suddenly pulled back, as if he was about to jump into the dragon gate and then fell.

The divine and free and easy air turned into a monstrous anger that was impossible to block.

Spit out!

call!

It seems that a big sun has fallen into the martial arts field, and the rising light almost blinded the eyes of many guards, guest ministers, and masters who heard the sound.

Immediately, there was a sudden explosion of thunder.

Boom!

The earthquake shook, and the sand and gravel splashed.

With the collision of the two as the center, the ground that was nearly ten feet shattered completely, and was wiped out by the terrifying air wave, and Qi Qi sank more than one foot.

The smoke and dust stirred, and the faces of the many guards who dared to come were sore.

"Do not!"

Some were stunned, others were furious and mad.

However, Xiao Qingfeng himself couldn't feel anything, he only felt that he rose up lightly.

I saw the terrifying scene of the gravel splashing, the black-robed figure who was hammered from top to bottom, and I saw blood spurting all over my body and rubbing my muscles and bones.

"I'm dying…"

Absolute darkness and unwillingness flooded into my heart at the same time.

"Um?!"

In the middle of the air wave, Yang Yu, who was about to smash Xiao Qingfeng to death with a punch, frowned, this punch did not fully work.

A hazy but tenacious aperture on the other side, I don't know when it appeared, it was isolated between him and Xiao Qingfeng, blocking his last burst of strength!

symbol?

Talisman?

The thought of surprise flashed by, and in the distance, there was also a roar of anger or fear:

"Be merciful!"

"stop!"

"You can't kill him, stop!"

…

Can't kill him?

"What are you kidding..."

His eyes turned cold, without any hesitation, Yang Yu stood up, punched and fell, fierce and domineering.

It doesn't matter what son, face, family or genius you are.

I just want to kill you!

One punch doesn't kill you?

Then another punch! !