The First Cause of All Realms

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In the valley, Yang Prison stands against the wind,

Up to now, he is no longer a beggar who was shocked when he met several refugees when he first arrived.

The martial arts of Yijin, Yijue, and Yixue are all accomplished, and the three go hand in hand, and the soul-changing skills have also gained momentum.

He still has seven emotions and six desires, and it is more intense, but the mind is the master of the body, and it is difficult for him to be affected by fear, anxiety, and fear in the ordinary sense.

At this time, the golden eagle swept across the sky, and the world-famous Six Gate Catchers came in person, he did not change his color, scolded Qianheng, and was not afraid.

Again, broke through again?

Up and down the valley where the cold wind was blowing, everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they heard the words.

Ping San quietly backed away, his heart shuddering.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Meng Hanguang's name is really broken, such a big man is not qualified to contact him at all, and even his patriarch will change his color when he finds out.

Hearing Yang Yu's words, he felt a little in awe, but he still decided to withdraw.

No one paid attention to his whereabouts in the field, and everyone's eyes fell on the mysterious swordsman in the valley.

"Breakthrough again..."

Fang Yulong's heart sank slightly, but Lin Qitian's frown could not help but ease:

"Baijing Casting?"

"The breakthrough you are talking about is the casting of a hundred classics?"

After being stunned for a while, Meng Hanguang glanced at Lin Qitian who was standing with a bow, his eyes fell back to the valley, looking at the swordsman in mysterious clothes standing with his hands behind his back, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing:

"Yang Prison, Yang Prison, do you think that you can be on the list of mountains and rivers, how much does it have to do with your martial arts? But the lucky one who relies on supernatural power to make it to the list is just a breakthrough in martial arts, you can be called a master, but you think that this What does it mean to this officer?"

"Martial arts and supernatural powers do not cover each other, but complement each other."

Yang Yu was not shocked or angry, and his expression was calm:

"You don't have supernatural powers, and it is reasonable to not understand. You think that I am a small step in martial arts, but in fact, this is the initial fit between martial arts and supernatural powers.

If Duan Qilong was alive and seeing me today, he would probably turn his head and leave...

In his body, the yin and yang grind violently rotates, digesting the medicinal power of the two Human Yuan Great Pills, and in a deeper place, the power of the magnetic element that coexists with the breath can't stop wandering.

During the rotation of Yuan Magnetic, he could only sense the depths that he could not see from the inside. After breaking through the ground, the power of ten dragons and ten elephants, which had been extremely violent from beginning to end, became smooth again.

Lifting the sky and shaking the earth, the two are one.

Nearly seventy years ago, Zhang Xuanba, the king of Zhao of the Western Palace, was able to break through and defeat the two great martial arts saints, perhaps because of his unparalleled talent and unparalleled military situation.

Naturally, it also has the effect of lifting the sky and shaking the earth.

The body that lifts the sky and the force that shakes the earth complement each other, and only then can they exert the unparalleled might that pushes the world horizontally.

He only has the ability to shake the ground, his physique is difficult to keep up with, the nine bulls and two tigers can turn round and round, but the power of ten dragons and ten elephants may not be able to exert all their strength, or they may not be able to last.

At this time, under the nourishment of Yuan Magnetic, his meridian bones seemed to be covered by the True Astral at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and there was an additional layer of nets interwoven with the power of Yuan Magnetic.

In this way, the violence of the power of ten dragons and ten elephants can be reduced to the greatest extent, and this destructive power can be turned into a struggle to promote the progress of the 'Yuan Magnetic True Body Art'.

As he said, this is not a small step in martial arts, but a big step in the integration of martial arts and supernatural powers.

Just like Duan Qilong, with the combination of burning mountain and his magic fist, he can surpass Fang Yulong in martial arts, and faintly become the first of the six gods.

"yes?"

Meng Hanguang's expression turned a bit colder, he knew that the person in front of him wanted to provoke him, but he still couldn't restrain his anger.

Not being able to recognize the main path and fruit is really the pain of his life.

Everyone knows that he has the resources of the Martial Sage, but only he knows that without the Dao fruit to recognize the master, even if there is another hundred years, he will not be able to cross that step.

"The other people of this generation are only lucky to have the Dao Fruit and recognize the master, and have supernatural powers, but they are greedy for the merits of the sky, and they think they can't afford it...

Meng Hanguang's eyes are cold:

"Actually, apart from supernatural powers, the martial arts of this generation are really unsightly!"

"You have the chance to win, and you have the confidence in your heart, but why do you use these ghost realm tricks? Is the picture funny...

In the valley, there seemed to be a gust of wind, and Yang Yu stepped on it with one step. With his location as the center, the area of ​​several meters in radius all collapsed, and the mud and sand swelled.

boom!

At the moment when the loud noise exploded, Yang Prison's figure had already appeared at the entrance of the valley, and the land of dozens of feet swept past, and the surging air waves were wrapped in blood and chased behind him.

And when his five fingers bent and stretched, all of them submerged in it.

Then, he squeezed the fist mark, and in the speed of the gallop, he bombarded with a punch:

"Come out!"

Boom!

The golden light and the electric light shine together, and the new infuriating energy moves layer by layer, propelling the power of ten dragons and ten elephants, pouring out.

In an instant, the ground at the entrance of the valley cracked, as if a meteor fell to the ground, a large swath of smoke and dust rose into the sky, and countless sand, soil and rocks flew in all directions.

hoo~

The fist mark was in the air for a moment, and the expressions of several people above the golden eagle changed.

The strength of this punch is extremely powerful, and the ubiquitous airflow and air escapes when the punches pass, as if the place where the punches land is completely empty.

The changes are not subtle, but the power contained in it is so great and the power is controlled so strongly that it is enough to make them all look at it.

Especially Lin Qitian, Fang Yulong, and Han Fengfu, they had seen Yang Prison take action, and they naturally saw the change in him.

This punch still has the aura of a three-point tyrannical fist, but it seems to have the flavor of a divine fist that breaks Qilong, in which all kinds of energy are combined and controlled.

So much so, that it was clearly a violent punch, but it seemed like the sun and the moon in the sky, and it was difficult to handle, but it was natural.

call!

Fang Yulong was about to make a move, when he saw a green shadow flashed between the dust, no one was seen, and the sword came out first!

Zheng!

In Yang Yu's ear, there was Long Yuanjian screaming as a warning.

It was an ancient sword with a green body, as clear as a pool of water.

It was an unassuming middle-aged man.

He hid under the ground, and suddenly launched his sword, the sword was silent, and the moment he handed it out, it seemed that there were thousands of gods attacking at the same time, and the killing intent was like a surging tide, screaming and roaring.

"Yan Xiaoer!"

Above the golden eagle, Lin Qitian's eyelids jumped and he recognized the ambush.

He does not belong to the Six Sects, but is one of the Six Great Swordsmen of Jinyiwei. With a sword in the sky and blue blood, he is enough to rank among the top ten assassination masters in the world.

This sword stabbed out, and the distance was a few hundred meters away, and several people above the golden eagle seemed to be able to smell the surging coldness.

"Jinyiwei?"

When the air wave burst, Yang Yu also saw the dark black flying fish suit.

boom!

Not even a single baby, fists and swords intersect.

There seemed to be thunder blasting here, and the terrifying sonic boom continued to explode like a cannonball, and large tracts of sand, vegetation, and even the mountain walls were shattered by the energy bombardment.

"Good punch!"

With a muffled hoarse voice, all the sword lights in the sky were collected, but when the sword stance with the greatest ultimate move was about to be launched, it was suddenly withdrawn.

Yan Xiaoer retreated a dozen feet, retracted his sword and turned back to defend, looking at Yang Yu who was also in the dust, his face was moved, but he was coldly displeased:

"Why stop punching?"

"Master Yan is good at swordsmanship!"

Yang Prison stopped and did not chase.

Looking at the black flying fish suit that was indistinguishable from Qi Gang, I couldn't help but feel a little touched, and said slightly:

"Jinyi Weizhong has many old friends, old friends, and Master Li has maintained it several times. Yang Mouming feels it in his heart, and I don't know how Master Li is doing now."

For Jin Yiwei, up to now, he is still close in his heart.

Lin Bai, Qiu Zhanyu, Qi Gang, Yu Fengxian, and Jin Yiwei, who were all dead in Minggu Valley, can be regarded as the people he knows and recognizes most when he comes to Qingzhou, and the commander of Jinyiwei, Li Baihu, also much maintenance,

only…

"Lord Li is naturally very... hum! Who protects you?!

Yan Xiaoer's eyes changed slightly, and then turned into indifference:

"Today I came to get you, it was Master Li's order, you don't have to think about any old feelings, because you and I, Jin Yiwei, have nothing to do with it!"

Although the confrontation between the two was only one move, he already knew that he was not his opponent.

If it was normal, he might not be able to be aggressive when he let him go first, but he was very clear about the reason why Meng Hanguang told him to come...

"well said!"

The golden eagle swooped down, Fang Yulong jumped down, and the sneer followed the wind:

"Yang Yu, you disobeyed His Majesty, killed Brother Duan, the crime is unforgivable, and you still want to befriend Jinyiwei? You are also worthy...

call!

Fang Yulong fell into the sky, his majestic qi and blood were like blood dragons opening his eyes, and the scorching valley was hot. The big sword in his palm shook and the dragon roared.

It slashed down with its force, like an angry dragon swooping down, wanting to choose someone to devour.

boom!

In the valley, the sound of the sonic boom overwhelmed Fang Yulong's still sneer, and under the tremendous force, Yang Yu rose from the ground, stretched his ape arm, and squeezed his fist again.

Facing the sword dragon from the sky and the earth, it rushed upwards:

"I'm talking to Lord Yan myself, what's the matter with you?!"

With this punch, Yang Yu showed no mercy, his whole body was full of infuriating qi, his qi and blood rushed into the sky like wolf smoke, dyeing the sky red.

In the midst of the electric light, his speed was as fast as lightning, and ten dragons and ten elephants came out without any reservations.

The fist has not yet fallen, and the domineering and strong meaning contained in it has already caused all the people inside and outside the valley to change their color.

"Brother Fang, be careful, this martial arts has really improved a lot!"

Han Feng's mansion was only full for a moment, and the moment he opened his mouth, he also flew over the golden eagle. It swooped down, and the real gang moved with him.

Powerful infuriating qi rolled in, and it slapped with both palms, constantly stacking up. In just a few moments before and after, the palm force of more than ten palms had already turned into one palm.

Among the six great gods of the Six Gates, only he has learned not magic, but superior martial arts.

But the Great Fulong Palm, Canghai Ninefold Immortal, and Violent Qi Marching Art that he has learned are all in the same vein, the trinity.

Looking from the ground, I could see the air waves spreading like concentric circles, and the interweaving of powerful will and infuriating energy actually turned into a huge palm print that was several ten feet long.

At first glance, it seemed that it was getting dark.

Zheng!

Yan Xiaoer's reaction seemed to be a beat slower than both of them, until Yang Prison rose into the air, just wrapped his body with sword light and stabbed straight out.

Sen Han's murderous aura surged, and the sword light was clanging, as if there was no strength left.

Lin Qitian's wrist slightly changed, Meng Hanguang had already glanced at him, and he didn't say much, his eyes stared into the air.

The three great masters, together with the ultimate move, attack one person!

The scene in front of him can be called spectacular. Rao Shiping San couldn't help reminding himself to withdraw and retreat as soon as possible, but he still couldn't help but stop and watch from a distance.

Fang Yulong, Han Fengfu, and Yan Xiaoer, these three are long-established masters, not only in martial arts, but also in high power.

The former two, as the second of the six great gods, can mobilize the nine worlds, the six gates of more than one million people to catch the fast and the head, and the latter can even mobilize the Jinyiwei of the various states. .

But at this time, such three big men were trying their best to kill one person, and on the side, there were six gates of course chasing the gods and Lin Qitian, one of the three heroes of Longyuan.

Such a lineup, even the unparalleled heroes at the top of the Mountains and Rivers list, will change their color.

"Good come!"

In mid-air, Yang Prison stepped on the gang wind and rose against the trend, without fear.

Dozens and hundreds of deadly battles in Liuji Mountain not only forged his martial arts, but also allowed him to regain his composure at the fastest speed at any time. The unparalleled martial sage in Liuji Mountain.

How can it be compared to the Seven Tribulations Divine Sword Finger that runs through the heavens and the earth in the Vientiane Mountain? !

Boom!

One punch raised, one punch followed.

Yang Yuyi raised his hair and handed out his fists, like the sun and the moon in the sky, looking at the rainbow light, with the mighty power of Peimuo, and at the same time met Fang Yulong,

Hanfeng House.

Fist and Knife!

Fist and palm!

Before the huge roar resounded through the valley, there was a momentary silence in the sky, as if the sound of the sonic boom colliding between the sacs exceeded the limit that the human ear could capture.

"General Lin, don't make a big mistake."

On the back of the golden eagle, Meng Hanguang clenched the dragon stick in his palm, and he glanced at Lin Qitian:

"Can you save him for a while, and save him for a lifetime?

This official is here only to capture him, but if you want to intervene, Meng must also attack together, and by then, the four of them may not be able to save his life by joining forces."

"call!"

Lin Qitian's chest heaved up and down, and calmed down again, and released the palm of his clenched bow body:

"That's it, that's it...

boom!

True Gang and blood are boiling.

Fang Yulong's eyelids moved violently, and where the long knife fell, he only felt that under the blade, there seemed to be a group of dragons and elephants roaring and roaring.

"Such power!"

Fang Yulong tried his best to resolve it and attacked, and it was only at this moment that he personally experienced the power that broke off Qilong that day.

Unable to resolve!

It seemed like a mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the fist broke the sword, and the sword dragon that was several ten feet long burst apart after a short stalemate. Fang Yulong screamed and was hit and flew out!

At the same time, the fist strength and palm strength also exploded!

Han Fengfu, who was swooping down, actually flew towards the sky, and Peiran's strong punch seemed to push him out of the sky!

Zheng!

Only Yan Xiaoer, his sharp and sharp sword, just happened to catch up with the moment when Yang Yu greeted the two, and his breath fell.

With a flash of blue light, the True Gang and Heng Lian were split, and the flesh and blood were cut, and it was about to pierce it.

"This sword, return it to you before..."

Yan Xiaoer's voice transmission has not yet been revealed, and it is an astonishing scene.

His Jade Blood Sky Sword is a divine weapon approaching Wan Ding, and it is so sharp that it can split the body of a Martial Saint, and the enemy in front of him is no exception.

However, as far as his long wounds have come, his flesh has been cut open, but no blood has flowed out.

Then, in his terrifying gaze, countless invisible lines interspersed, and in the blink of an eye ~www.readwn.com~ sewed up the wound. What is this horizontal practice? !

"No need to pay!"

The long hair that was thrown back swayed, and the edge of the long sword was swayed, and the six virtual worlds traveled to the limit.

Yang Yu exerted his strength with one step, and the emptiness of the air was crushed by his foot. Under the circumstance that his body should have fallen back,

Going up against the trend, stepping into the sky and ascending to the sky, ten feet and ten feet, avoiding Yan Xiaoer's extremely sharp sword.

With the last step, he stomped the flying Fang Yulong into the sky!

Then, taking advantage of his strength, he rose to the sky again for several ten feet. He was between the clouds and the sky, using his ape arm, abandoning his fist and turning his palm, pressing down on the hilt of the knife, and rubbing between his five fingers, the divine blade was unsheathed.

The halberd pointed above the golden eagle, the white-haired old man:

"Meng Hanguang, you don't have to think too much of yourself?!"

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