The First Cause of All Realms

boom!

Like a scorching sun falling, it seems that thousands of hectares of smoke and dust are emptied, and the scorching air waves are rushing back in all directions.

The night was shattered at this moment, and under the gust of wind, the distance of a hundred meters was covered with dust, and the crowd was forced to retreat again and again, their faces horrified.

The momentum Yang Yu showed at this moment was beyond everyone's imagination, even Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba ​​were shocked.

The power of this punch has exceeded the limit they can handle, and even surpassed the flat stab in the previous Fang Zhenghao's Overlord's Divine Spear!

Could he win? !

Such a thought spontaneously arises in the hearts of all onlookers.

"Magic!"

Watching from a distance is still like this, and Fang Zhenghao, who bears the brunt, is even more moved.

This is by no means the blood and means that a quasi-grandmaster in the furnace realm can possess!

In the raging wind, his hair danced wildly, his armor rattled, and the person in front of him grasped the timing too well.

Although he pierced Lin Qitian's meteorite arrow with a one-style overlord's return carbine, he also suffered a huge shock and was unable to draw a gun to protect him. .

For a while, he smelled a dangerous breath that he had not seen for a long time.

But he was a great master of martial arts, a veteran of the army who climbed out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

On the contrary, he was unstoppable, and at the moment when Ba Quan slammed down, his left arm shifted, avoiding the location of the punch, and slammed into Yang Yu's chest!

You hit me and I hit you to death!

You can't go back!

Without any words, including Yang Prison, the hearts of all those who watched the battle felt their fierce and unparalleled will.

The domineering remains unabated, and the ferocity remains the same!

retreat?

Under the strong will like the anger of the gods, Yang Yu only felt that his heart might be submerged at any time like duckweed.

Want me to go back? !

At this moment, Yang Yu seemed to see the domineering martial sage with red clouds under his crotch and golden wings in his palms. Here, he touched the true meaning of tyrannical fisting.

His five fingers, which were already tightly clenched, exerted more force, almost crushing the furnace, and the surging punches crashed down.

Hit the strong with the strong, hit the wicked with the fierce!

boom!

Fang Zhenghao's fist mark falls later and the fist falls first, then the real gang is broken.

"die!"

His eyes were ferocious, but in less than a split second, his expression changed.

Using his arm to use the spear is naturally not as good as the stab of his overlord spear. However, he asked himself that he could penetrate any master's bodyguard.

And just as he expected, the real gang of the person in front of him was crushed by his punch.

Yet yet!

After this heavy real fist, his fist was stagnant, and the broken real rod was like a living thing, shattered but not scattered, and it bound his fist to a dead end!

Although it was only for a moment that he had pierced the hole, it was the stagnation of this moment, and Yang Yu's tyrannical fist that was like a blow from the sun also penetrated his true gang!

boom!

The two explosions rang out one after another into a thunderous sound.

call!

The terrifying real gangster and blood energy scattered vertically and horizontally, and a figure flew out upside down, its violent force was faster than the explosion, and the invisible air flow burst open!

"puff!"

The blood-defying surging Yang Prison fell to the ground like a cannonball with a terrifying force, and the entire long street was crushed by a single release, and a large piece of gravel was shaken into powder.

"After all, still invincible?!"

Seeing this scene, some people's eyes flashed with disappointment, and more people were relieved.

The body of the melting pot, the great master of the anti-war battle, can be called a legend and a myth in the past three thousand years.

Invincible is normal.

"The power of the great master..."

Xie Qi's heart trembled, thinking of the big boss's hexagram.

Is this going to come true?

"wrong……"

Everyone looked horrified, only Nanshanba and Yu Fangzhou saw something wrong.

The profound entrance is penetrating, and the spirit, energy, and spirit are united. The great master has almost no control over the strength. This punch smashed Yang prison into flesh.

However, Yang Yu flew out upside down, and when he fell to the ground, the strength spread to the entire long street, which meant that he actually unloaded the strength of the great master!

On the contrary, Fang Zhenghao, who stayed in place...

"puff!"

A mouthful of viscous black blood was spit out of the ruins, Yang Prison pressed his chest up, his clothes were all torn, and his complexion was as pale as a dead man.

A terrifying fist mark, from his front heart to his back, looked shocking.

"As expected of a great master..."

Yang Yu opened his mouth, black blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and the pores all over his body were bleeding outwards, looking extremely frightening.

call

The air blows and the dust falls to the ground.

On the messy ground, Fang Zhenghao stood with a gun, an abnormal black and red flashed on his face as cold as steel, and finally, he coughed up blood.

"What a tyrannical fist, what a real gang!"

As soon as the sentence came out, his breath fell.

He saw that his silver armor was completely shattered, his whole body was as red as cooked prawns, and where the terrifying fist marks landed, cracks spread all over his body like a spider web!

At first glance, it looks like a broken piece of porcelain that was forcibly glued together!

"General!"

Seeing this scene, behind the gate of the city, the elites of the Baizhou soldiers, who had never moved like a stone, were all pale.

Several of them even exclaimed and got off their horses.

"He He……"

Until this time, everyone watching the battle just woke up like a dream.

Lose both? !

In the realm of the melting pot, and the great master who has been famous for many years, both loses!

"It's incredible, it's incredible!"

Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba stepped forward quickly, protecting Yang Yu behind him, but Jia Xuyang, who was watching from a distance, was amazed.

He was born in Dongchang, how many young geniuses he has seen?

But I still have to admit that the young man in front of him already has the qualifications of a Martial Sage, and his temperament and spirit are no longer comparable to those of his peers.

No, even the older generation, even when they were young, never had such a shocking record, right?

I heard that Qin Tianjian wants to join hands with Xuankong Mountain to open a list for the world's warriors and reopen the Jinxiu Mountains and Rivers list. How much can this person rank in front of him?

Jia Xuyang's eyes lit up.

Such a great talent, besides my East Factory, where else can I keep it? !

"puff!"

Yang Yu coughed up blood again, and the severe pain burned his body like fire, causing him to stagger a little.

His injury was even more serious than that in the battle of drought, but among them, only half of them came from Fang Zhenghao's punches.

Most of it is the sequelae of his burning life, the injury caused by the violent rush of blood breaking through the blood vessels, from the internal organs to the fascia.

Unbreakable, Undefeated, King Kong!

Combining the three top-level divine arts together, Yang Prison does not only have one layer of true astral body protection, but will be softened in horizontal training to form a triple-layered body protection true astral body.

The first is extroverted, the second is introverted, and the third is woven into a net by him.

Fang Zhenghao's punch pierced through his triple shield, and even injured his internal organs, muscles and bones.

But he was also relieved of his strength by stepping back and landing.

On the contrary, Fang Zhenghao did not retreat, avoid dodging or dodge, but instead he ate the all-out punch that he exerted with all his strength and consumed the life he had collected for many days.

"Yang Yu, you are very good, better than everyone imagined!"

Among the flying dust, Fang Zhenghao waved his hand away from the support of a group of Baizhou soldiers, took a deep breath, and spit it out, no more contempt in his eyes:

"In another ten years, the old man will not be your opponent!"

fear!

In his voice, everyone could hear a strong fear.

In fact, the killing intent in Fang Zhenghao's heart was far more intense than before. He knew very well what it meant for a savvy and talented martial artist to bear the fruit of the Tao.

This means that the young man in front of him, like Wang Muzhi, Ma Longtu, Ke Sizhi, etc., has a great possibility of being promoted to the Martial Saint!

Possessing the fruit of the Tao, and the master of supernatural powers, these are two completely different concepts.

In particular, this person's martial arts talent is far beyond that of an ordinary supernatural master.

call!

His breath was long, blowing the dust off the sky.

What surprised everyone was that with just one breath, the shocking wound on his exposed upper body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But as a price, his breath dropped again. Compared with the heyday, it has dropped by more than 40%!

"Perhaps, in ten years."

The old voice came with the wind, and in the night, the old man with a big bow and five short statures suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

He stood between the two sides, cutting off the tense atmosphere.

"Another great master..."

Xie Qi said that he was a little numb. He glanced at the big boss who was amazed, thinking in his heart, how could he get the copper coins that he kept in his hands and throw them away.

This divination is too scary...

"call!"

Seeing the person coming, Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and put away the jade pendant that was already in his hand.

Lin Qitian was Xu Wenji's successor.

This great master-level archer who practiced this tyranny of the real astral was not necessarily the highest in martial arts among the three heroes of Longyuan, but his deterrent power was definitely the highest.

It's just that his personality is weird, and Xu Wenji hasn't seen any moves. Although he sent a letter, he is really not sure whether this person will come or not.

"Lin Qitian!"

Fang Zhenghao's face sank:

"You dare to leave the station without permission?!"

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of Lin Qitian's arrow, even if Yang Yu's punch was stronger by three points, he would never have thought of exchanging injuries with him.

"You dare to collude with the evil people of the Liansheng Sect, why can't this old man be inseparable from the station?"

Lin Qitian smiled.

"General at the frontier, leaving the station without authorization is like treason. This crime is no less serious than the one you imposed on me!"

Fang Zhenghao sneered~www.novelmt.com~ Just as the kings were not allowed to leave their fiefs unless they had an edict, they were also not allowed to leave their lands.

"Whether it is imposed, you know it well."

Lin Qitian shook his head slightly:

"Before I left Yunzhou, I received a letter of help from the little prince..."

"You actually want to go into this muddy water?"

Fang Zhenghao was very surprised, and then suddenly realized.

Afterwards, no one could hear the voices of the two. After a while, Fang Zhenghao laughed and turned around, straddling the horse.

Lin Qitian watched him leave, turned to look at Yang Prison, who was sinking like water:

"Quixing?"

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