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"The Four Signs of Heaven's Will..."

The sea breeze slowly blew the secret book. With a choice, Yang Yu's heart suddenly calmed down.

More than 600 days and nights, relying on Zhang Yuanzhu's boxing will in the human seed bag, he has made great progress in all kinds of martial arts, not only Baquan approaching the ninth-grade Dacheng, Tiangangquan and Shenquan, and even more. The Seven Tribulations Sword Technique has also broken through the seventh rank one after another.

However, he was most deeply immersed in all kinds of martial arts, and the one he practiced the most was still the martial arts that he first came into contact with, the Four Elephants of Heaven.

It is true that this archery cannot be compared with Baquan and Tiangangquan, and it is even slightly inferior to King Kong's indestructible body and Buddha throwing elephants.

But compared to these few magical skills, this archery also has incomparable advantages.

That is will!

Excellent martial arts, whether it is imitating Taoism, or imitating predecessors and supernatural powers, have a very distinct personal imprint.

And the Four Elephant Arrows of Heaven's Will, no.

The origin of this superior archery, which no one has ever known, is not from supernatural powers or Taoism, but from the imitation of heaven and earth, and of nature!

This can be seen from the twelve arrows of the Heavenly Will of the Four Elephant Arrows.

Spring, autumn, winter, summer, wind, rain, thunder, electricity, birth, old age, sickness, death…

"Fist, palm, sword, and archery, after all, are still very different, but all techniques of fighting must end in the same way..."

Yang Yu muttered to himself, and couldn't help but recall what he said when he followed the King Zhao of the West Palace more than a month ago.

"People in the world always have prejudices. Even if they are promoted to Martial Saints, many of them don't have very broad horizons. For example, Nie Longtian, for decades, he wanted to create a unique palm method, but he looked up to himself. The years are wasted, and the Dragon Subduing Divine Palm stops at the tenth rank..."

"What do you say about picking up people's teeth and wisdom, why did this old man create Baquan? Is it because he pretends to be lofty, and he is determined to compare himself with the predecessors? In fact, looking around the past and present inside and outside, there is no way to learn, so I have to do it..."

"However, you are different from Nie Longtian. What he has learned in his life is nothing but the Dragon Subduing Palm, which is still eye-catching. With only such a background, how to create merits is difficult to escape.

You have learned a lot, and integration is necessary, but you don't need to deliberately overthrow your predecessors, you need to know that we are standing on the shoulders of our predecessors to climb the mountain..."

…

Yang Yu calmed down and made a decision.

A month before and after, Henry Zhang didn't teach him any martial arts, but for him, the guidance on the way forward is much more important than one or two magical arts.

With the cauldron of gluttony in his body, what he learned was mixed.

Boom!

On the sea, the wind is surging and the clouds are dense.

The undercurrent was turbulent at the bottom of the sea, and the big whale made a high-pitched neigh, constantly pushing the waves, trying to push the boat out of the land shrouded in dark clouds.

"Based on the four images of God's will, supplemented by traveling around the six voids, and learning from the strengths of a hundred fists and a hundred skills, maybe not only boxing, but also swordsmanship..."

Yang prison put away the secret book, but did not settle, but stood up, dissipated the real hood that blocked the wind and rain, and traveled around the six virtual worlds. Amidst the chirping of the whale, he stepped into the great wind and rain. between.

Stab it!

An electric snake cut through the sky, illuminating the gloomy and dangerous sea.

I saw the big whale coming out of the water, chasing the swordsman who was walking on the sea.

In the stormy winds and the surging waves, Yang Prison moved with the wind, either leaning on his fists to break the waves, or drawing his sword to cut the wind, and sometimes holding a bow to the sky, sending out arrows like thunder dragons.

The gods return to the dark, and I forget both things.

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Huhu~

Hundreds of rivers converge and roll into the sea.

In the mountains and forests not far from the mouth of Lingnan Road, there is a scene of shaking the ground and the mountains. Under the gaze of a group of warriors, a towering tree walks like a human.

Every step you take, the ground trembles, and the invisible air waves spread. Everyone who witnesses this scene has their hair standing on end.

"Grandma Dryad..."

Daoist Yun was almost frightened to death, grabbing the disciple whose hair was standing on end, he kept backing away, backing up.

However, before taking a few steps back, he was forced to stop along with a group of other martial artists who wanted to slip away when the situation was not good.

Because, with the sound of 'rumbling', the hard soil on both sides of the estuary cracked, and hundreds of thick trees and vines that could be surrounded by several people burst out of the ground!

In an instant, the billowing river was covered, blocking all escape routes!

Zheng~!

There are warriors who can't help but draw their swords and cut trees. Their swordsmanship is superb, and they can slash out two feet of sword light, enough to cut gold and jade, but the moment the long sword touches the tree trunk, it is completely broken!

"Magic!"

The warrior backed away in horror, and suddenly his body froze. Under the gazes of everyone, it was like an old tree revived, pulling out young shoots, and it was about to turn into a big tree!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's name rang out, and the old monk Xu Jing suddenly shot, shaking off a large green light, and rescued the warrior.

"A lot, thank you..."

The warrior was still in shock, and before he could be grateful, he heard a sour laughter from a distance.

"Bald donkey."

It seemed that the rough man squeezed his throat and let out a strange laughter similar to a female voice, which suddenly turned into a high-pitched voice that could pierce everyone's eardrums:

"I hate bald donkeys! Especially, the descendants of old bald donkeys!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the whole mouth of the sea trembled, and countless thick old vines burst out of the ground, with a sour sound of breaking through the air, UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Overwhelmingly attacked the monks in Dachan Temple.

"Um?!"

The rebooting monk was shocked and keenly sensed something was wrong.

It stands to reason that Patriarch Bodhidharma has not yet arrived from the east. How could this tree demon know Patriarch Bodhidharma, and this extremely resentful appearance is clearly a deep hatred like the sea?

"Amitabha!"

Xu Jing clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name for a long time. The real gang rose into the sky like a waterfall against the current, stirring the wind and clouds into a huge golden bell, facing the countless vines.

"Senior brother, don't panic!"

Seeing this scene, many of the Dachan Temple masters behind him, and even the monks from Lanke Temple, Wuliangzong, and Fulong Temple, all took action.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, these monks who do not belong to each other, when they take action, cooperate in an extremely tacit understanding. Led by the four great masters of Xu Jing, Ji Sha, Infinite Sect, and Lanke Temple, they have turned into a Buddhist sect to subdue demons. array.

Boom!

Just for a moment, accompanied by a huge bell, energy and wood chips flew together, sand and grass danced wildly.

Under the terrifying collision, everyone present was unable to survive on their own, and they all urged their means to resist the aftermath of the spread and more and more vines.

"what!"

Almost at the moment of contact, dozens of screams sounded almost simultaneously.

He tried his best to take the beating of a vine, and the rebooting monk turned around abruptly, and saw that there were more than 30 people, their heads had been smashed, or they had been beaten in two by the waist, and the most tragic, they were even crushed into flesh. mud!

"Be free, or die! Damo old bald donkey, get out of here, get out!"