The First Cause of All Realms

Whoosh!

As the night wind blew, Yang Prison stood against a tree, looking at the old man with Feijian behind his predecessors in the distance, his eyes were gloomy, and he was very familiar with this aura.

It is the sect master in the mouths of Jin Dao Sect.

The world of heaven and sea is not equal to the world of this world. A few days in the world of heaven and sea, falling into the world, is actually only a few hours, from dawn to dark, that's all.

The first time he returned to the world, he realized that something was wrong. Under his fiddling, the **** dog had already possessed spirituality, and he would never leave unless there was a major event.

After urging the living dead to go out to investigate, he really found something strange. After urging the 'Thousands of Miles Locking Soul' with his heart, he really found that the familiar aura was approaching him at a very fast speed.

Therefore, he stopped and waited here.

"Father..."

Yang prison breathed slowly.

His spirit is strong and pure, and faintly, he seems to sense the **** dog who has long recognized the owner. He guesses that this dog must have discovered something, otherwise it will not be delayed...

only……

Whoosh!

The rolling night wind blew the tree trunks, making a rustling sound.

While running fast, Kuang Minghua was shocked, and immediately recognized that the person in front of him was the enemy he had heard of by name but had only seen on the wanted list.

"Huh?! Yang Prison?! He..."

What Kuang Minghua saw, followed by Yu Fengxian and Qi Liuyi also saw it one after another. The two had different expressions, but they were both speeding up their pursuit, especially the former, which triggered a real gangster and rushed forward.

However, those who practice the Hundred-step Flying Sword are the same as the sword, and their light power is extremely fast.

"Yang Prison?!"

Kuang Minghua's expression was moved, astonished, stunned, and then violently violent.

The golden armor was robbed, his son was in prison, and this time he was forced to stop digging a mountain to escape...

"Good, good, good!"

One after another, under the surging new hatred and old hatred, Kuang Minghua laughed instead of getting angry:

"very good!"

The enemy who was still talking about in his heart a moment ago appeared in front of him, how happy is this?

However, before his attack, Yang Prison, hundreds of meters away, had already moved.

From extremely quiet to extremely moving, it's just a moment.

In the previous moment, it was still as calm as a flat lake, and in an instant, it was a huge wave. In an instant, the breath turned, and in a trance, it was like an evil dragon rising into the abyss!

boom!

This stomping is too fierce, as if the entire mountain forest will collapse and turn upside down!

The majestic force surged from the earth to the spring, until the spine, shoulders and back, like a fuse that moved countless thunderbolts, and terrifying blood burst forth!

boom!

The surging Gang wind whistled and swept the Quartet. With the strength of one step, Yang Yu bowed forward, and the air was squeezed out by him to spread substantial ripples. This was a struggle at an extreme speed!

call!

The blood qi and the real gang gleamed together, and in the golden red, Yang Yu reached forward with one arm, and his clothes and long hair were all thrown back, like pushing a mountain.

This sudden burst was too violent, causing Kuang Minghua, Yu Fengxian and Qi Liuyi, who were chasing after him very fast, to have the illusion that the ubiquitous airflow and even the space were pushed by him.

step,

bow,

Step arm!

This series of actions happened in an instant, and before the anger flashed in Kuang Minghua's eyes, a swift and violent gust of wind hit his face from a distance of several dozen meters.

What followed was an ice-cold, boneless voice:

"Heaven has a way, you don't go..."

"Um?!"

Under the fluttering hair, Kuang Minghua's face flashed shock and astonishment, how could this kid...

At this moment, the power that erupted from the mountains and forests was almost as strong as the two behind him, and even more powerful and domineering?

Didn't the intelligence say that when this person killed Nie Wendong, he had experienced a hard battle? !

Nie Wendong's rubbish, who is not diligent and indistinguishable, how can He De fight against this person? !

Shocked, astonished, unbelievable...

All kinds of thoughts surged for only a moment. Kuang Minghua was an old man who had already built up the existence of a hundred scriptures. After that instant, all kinds of distracting thoughts had been suppressed.

"die!"

The voice of extreme anger was revealed, and the hurricane that was rushing forward was blown away.

At the same time as Yang Yu stepped into his palms, a cold sword light was already blooming, like a falling moon shining brightly, filling the night in the mountains and forests.

Zheng

The sound of the sword sounded, and the sword light was like mercury leaking to the ground, filling the coldness of the sky with a penetrating coolness, revealing a terrifying smell of killing everything with one blow!

The Hundred-Step Flying Sword was once a pure assassin's sword!

Four hundred years ago, the sect master of Qixuanmen was famous all over the world by assisting Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu to assassinate many strong men when the kings were fighting for hegemony.

At this moment, under the utter anger, Kuang Minghua only felt that his swordsmanship had improved again, and in a trance, he seemed to have touched the deeper truth of swordsmanship.

'Is this the real mystery of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword? ’

Even if he knew that there were chasing troops behind and a strong enemy in front of him, Kuang Minghua couldn't help but feel absent-minded for a moment.

Until a louder roar resounded!

Boom!

The air waves are evacuated like a tsunami, and the waves boil and roll up heavy air currents.

Yang Yu was like a dragon treading on the wind, his strength was full of energy, his palm was pushed out halfway, and he suddenly pulled back. This time, the tidal wind that was stirred by him would be pulled back!

Ka Ka Ka!

The five-finger flick shook the airflow, and suddenly squeezed it tightly, as if the turbulent air waves, the boiling blood energy, and the real astral that had just reached the sun were all grasped into control!

Then,

In the face of Kuang Minghua's trembling face, he punched!

He didn't even put the fierce sword light that shot out of the sky and covered the earth in his eyes, and he had to resist it with his own body!

"He's going to die together!"

Kuang Minghua was a little stunned, the reaction of the incoming enemy was completely beyond his expectations.

The family knows their own affairs!

His flying sword has exhausted the precious iron that Qixuanmen has collected for many years, and he has the great help of the prince behind him. Although it is only two feet, its sharpness is enough to penetrate the real astral training of the great master. !

He expected the reaction of the person in front of him, but he never thought that he would not avoid it, resist it with his own body, and really die with him!

"Yang Prison don't want it!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Fengxian's expression also changed, her body was like a star falling, and she landed heavily, and at the same time, her qi and blood flowed into her palm like water.

Without thinking, he projected the crescent knife in his palm!

boom!

Even more ferocious than a crossbow shot from the bed, this long knife pierced through the void, and the air exploded and rumbled everywhere it passed, pulling out a scorching white gas that was several ten feet long.

Its momentum is ferocious, even if it is a city wall, it is enough to penetrate, but after all, it is faster than the two people who can't run in both directions and use more killer moves.

"How can the old man be afraid of you!"

There seemed to be a furnace trembling in the chest cavity, and the magma flames shook out, and the scorching blood instantly enveloped Kuang Minghua.

He never believed that this person's fist could be faster than the hundred-step flying sword that Jiazi cultivated!

You want to perish together, but the only one who can die is you!

chi chi chi

The overwhelming sword light shot towards Yang Yu from all directions, like a green lotus closing its leaves, trying to kill the insects in it!

And the fact is just as he expected!

No one's physical body is faster than his Feijian, which has the same mind, and the sword light of the sky really drowned Yang prison in it before ten feet!

How can those who practice the hundred-step flying sword be afraid of others? !

"Die!"

Kuang Minghua's eyes flashed with pleasure.

His flying sword is incomparably sharp, and it is definitely not something that a mortal body can compete with. Of course, the real gang can block some of it, but so what?

You can stop thousands of swords, but as long as you show one sword, what is waiting for him, as long as you die!

However, in the next instant, the sound of gold and iron screeching from the sword light made his expression suddenly change, and he almost stood there on the spot!

That is the sound of continuous symphony of gold and iron!

In his eyes, he could see clearly that he did not know that this person stopped and drew his sword to fight. On the contrary, he was still charging at a high speed, and the extremely brave punch could almost be felt.

The one who stopped his sword light was a faint light but extremely fast, Feijian!

It was a sword without a sheath, without a handle, as clear as water, and its sharpness seemed to be superior!

But it was the thousand-forged flying sword that Yang Yu obtained from the Great Sword Master of Canghai!

Yang Prison has a heavy sword and a light sword, but this does not mean that he is not skilled in swordsmanship. On the contrary, his accomplishments in this hundred-step flying sword will not be inferior to his swordsmanship!

The ten-step one-kill sword obtained from Kuang Tianqing contains the experience of many swordsmanship masters from the Seven Profound Sect over the past four hundred years, and in the fine-gold armor, there is a complete military armor and psychic skill!

He already has the foundation to practice this hundred-step flying sword, but he simply does not have the conditions to create a flying sword that communicates with his own soul.

Until he got the flying sword from Canghai Great Swordsman, he mastered this superior swordsmanship naturally, just because the flying sword did not communicate with him.

I can't leave myself three feet away.

It can't be used to fight the enemy outside, but it can be used around the body, becoming the third defensive circle outside the indestructible body and the invincible Tiangang!

It is because of this reliance that he is not afraid of the tide of sword light coming from the sky!

"impossible!"

This shock is simply bigger than ever before!

Even if Yang Yu showed the legendary Taoism, supernatural powers~www.novelmt.com~ or showed unimaginable physical strength, he would not be so surprised.

But he actually learned the Hundred Step Flying Sword? !

Why? !

The huge shock left his mind blank, and even a huge sourness surged in his heart.

For the sake of this hundred-step flying sword, for the past four hundred years of Qixuanmen, the patriarchs do not know how much they have paid.

And he himself paid the huge price of his parents being sent to prison, the sect's residence was destroyed, his disciples were scattered, and he sold himself as a slave.

"Why are you?!"

The moment the mournful roar was revealed, it was blown away by the tyrannical wind. As far as Yang Prison was concerned, more than ten feet were not even a step away.

"There is no door to hell, you cast yourself!"

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