The First Cause of All Realms

The force is like a bow, and the fist is like an arrow!

The blood energy leaking like a tide was blown away by the fist wind in an instant.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and almost all of the people inside and outside the backyard of the palace saw the palms protruding from the sea of ​​blood.

the second time? !

The anger in his heart suddenly dissipated, and this familiar voice instantly reminded him of outside the Northwest Territories many years ago. It was the first time he died in eight hundred years... "Yang Prison!"

The moment the brief thought appeared in his heart, the old demon's eyes became extremely fierce, the sword gang did not retreat, but instead advanced, turning the slash into a slash, and fluttering along his arm,

Want to slap his head!

However, in less than a thousandth of an instant, his eyelids jumped.

In the blood mist, another palm rose up, like a jade finger, it was clenched and pushed out!

boom!

Pushing straight this time is extremely fierce!

The old demon only felt a chill on his back, and the force of this push seemed to blow all the air currents and real gangs in front of him.

What he noticed was a warning in the dark, if this punch hits, he will be pierced immediately!

'This kid? ! ,

The thought of anger flashed, and the only remaining arm of the old demon was raised to the chest, and the five fingers turned like a lotus, and caught the punch.

Boom!

In the next moment, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the backyard of the huge palace was shaken.

The old demon's eyes suddenly turned red, he didn't want to retreat, but he couldn't move forward, and he moved forward violently!

It only took a moment, and it was already wrapped in a heavy atmosphere, pouring into and out of the outside.

Its speed was extremely slow, and even though it was as weak as the afterglow, the gray line flashed behind the eyes, penetrating the walls of the courtyards of the young men in the front courtyard of the palace.

Even the visible air was knocked out of the traces, like a meteor streaking across the sky at high speed.

That scene was too slow, too slow, so slow that even Yu Jing and Daoist Yunni couldn't see it clearly, even knowing that the old demon rushed in for the sake of asking.

I only saw that the Eightyin Slaying Demon Sword intersected with this jade-like palm...

puff!

Flesh and blood, hard to shake the sword!

The gust of wind blew the dust, and the air in the palace was still in full swing, but everyone's eyes were attracted by the figure who was finally striding out from the billowing tide of blood.

Either shocked, or joyful, or relieved...

"Eight Yin Slaughtering Swords, this is the case."

With a muffled sound, this extremely condensed sword gang has been crushed into pieces in the eyes of so many horrified eyes!

"That is…"

In the ruins, the old demon of Baishan patted the dust on the back of my chest. My clothes were not torn, but where someone could see, a fist mark was smeared on the back of my chest, and it went straight to the front of my heart.

My pupils shrunk violently, and my heart turned upside down.

What moved me was that the Eightyin Slaughtering Sword was broken, and it wasn't that I was shot in, but the terrifying blood energy contained in this fist... Huhu~

In the dark red wind, Xuanfu hunted and hunted, and Prison Yang stood up, looking around the crowd, his eyes swept across the Baishan old demon, and fell on his feet under the white dog who lived 'wheezing'.

"Wrong work."

Seven years later, the severe pain that had not subsided day and night finally disappeared, and Yang Prison smiled freely.

Raising a dog for a thousand days is spent in one moment.

In addition to ten teenagers, he changed his life more than ten times, and helped him to refine Dao Fruit. To this day, the white dog has finally lost some of its glory.

The white-haired dog has only one supernatural power, that is, 'biting'.

As long as it gets close to its body, it opens its mouth and it will bite!

It's not that the realm of the Baishan old demon is too low. If you change it to an abnormal Xiangde, you are suddenly above the defense, and you will be bitten off your neck and chewed your head!

"Ow!"

The white dog hissed and his hair was shaking. Perhaps because the owner was in front, even if there was no injury under him, it seemed to be a bit more vicious than after.

The blood-stained fangs were rubbing against each other, and the terrifying appearance made the pale-faced Qin Gou not feel any palpitations.

"He, Jingzhen, used the old witch's seal of sacrifice for his own use?!"

Before the brief silence, the old demon finally reacted, and then the look in Yang Yu's eyes changed.

More than shock?

It's horrifying!

Since ancient times, it means that there is no historical record, even the unofficial history. In those eight thousand years, there is absolutely a seventh person who can compare the background of this pitiful old woman.

Thousands of years of practice, even if it is a pig, its background is also measurable, and the talent and understanding of this old woman is really among the best.

The practice of his people far exceeds that of ancient and modern masters and talismans.

Even though he has experienced being invited to Daoist and Henry Zhang's weak reverse beheading, this is still the case.

The seal of sacrifice issued by such a terrifying practice, and being lucky enough to survive, is beyond imagination. !

"call!"

The long hematemesis was like a gust of wind passing through, blowing away the blood and smoke.

With one hand stroking the white dog, Yang Yu's eyes were half-open and half-closed, sensing that he and the inner world were the same.

In my body, pale golden blood was flowing rapidly, and every drop was as transparent as a pearl, which contained extremely weak essence.

After seven years of collision and tempering, the old woman of Liansheng used the life-long spirit and spirit of the life-giving seal, which was eventually obliterated by me in reverse, and turned into fuelwood, promoting my own spirit and spirit to a very low level. level.

That is far from what treasure pills and small medicines can't compare to.

Martial arts, starting with the exchange of blood, and running through the entire martial arts, that is the foundation of martial arts.

The qi and blood before the transformation, just like the raging tide, is living and rolling in my body, from top to bottom, causing me to undergo a huge transformation.

Blood, Qi, Physique, Horizontal Training, True Gang, Seven Senses…

Even, behind the eyebrows, the young eyes that have started from the beginning are all hot at this moment, as if something is about to change.

"No wonder Hanyue, who is very good at drilling camps..."

With one palm breaking the sword, and one punch entering the outside, the old demon's heart was shaking, and it was really intense.

I have never been so embarrassed in my life.

However, whether my questions were answered or not, the angry thoughts in my heart had not yet flashed, and they were completely overwhelmed by me.

Because of this, Yang Prison has already moved.

boom!

When the foot falls, it vibrates!

It's just a step forward. For Yang Prison, it's a step too far or an unusual step forward, but in the eyes of me in the front yard of the palace, it's more than shocking?

hum!

Yu Jing staggered to his feet, but only felt that the back of his eyes were red, and the indescribable smeared blood, as if dyeing most of the sky with blood and fire.

In Yuli, it was as if the entire palace was on fire!

Yes, it is more like a round of small suns falling on the ground, one day in one place, and two suns in the same light!

"That, that..."

Daoist Yunni's eyes turned white, and Xiang Dejing, who was surrounded by him, fell to the ground with a 'dang chi' sound, and it was terrifying to my eyes!

Blood is the foundation of the human body, the foundation of spirit and spirit.

Pure masculine blood, can't burn ghosts, kill blood in the battlefield, can't suppress Taoism, Xiangde's blood can even affect supernatural powers.

However, that effect is minimal.

At most, my Fu Zhuan could not hold the talisman, but was hit by the blood, and Wu Sheng could even withstand the slash of the Eight Yin Demon Sword.

But at this moment, I received a huge shock, and my Xiangde actually fell to the ground!

That is of course before my small battle, when the divine will was prosperous, but it also shows that the qi and blood suddenly appearing at this moment is terrifying.

"That's still human?!"

Boom!

That scene was already extremely terrifying in the eyes of onlookers, and the Baishan old demon who bore the brunt of the scene had his clothes and long hair fluttering, feeling the piercing killing intent.

In a trance, I only felt that I had fallen into a sea of ​​qi and blood intertwined, floating like a small boat, falling out of the state of harmony between heaven and man.

Just like in the past, when one kills the mountain,

"Xuan Zhang is weak..."

Eyes down and breath, the old demon stepped out one step, the real gang vibrated, the blood was boiling, Xi time, the bone-chilling chill suddenly came.

"Eight Yin, Demon Slayer Sword!"

Boom!

——The moment has arrived, and the earth-shattering intersection has already arrived in the palace.

Light!

As far as the eye can see, it is filled with light.

It can be seen from the front yard, the palace, and even the entire Northwest Dao Region.

Small pieces of dust rose into the sky, spreading in seven directions with rolling air waves, like the most swift and terrifying hurricane, blowing sand and rocks down the street!

"The manpower is here, it's like a battle of gods!"

A few miles apart, under a low-rise building, I felt the cold waves rushing towards my face.

A little master, his strength can rival a thousand armies.

The talisman is already the power of the enemy country.

Except for the past seven hundred years, Xiang De of the Renwen Dynasty is almost a land **** and is worshipped by thousands of people.

But at this moment, the two confronting each other are already abnormal symbols.

"The closer the sky is, the closer the gods and Buddhas are."

Putting his hands in his sleeves, Hanyue Sanren raised his eyes and looked up, only to see that in the sky, dark clouds converged to cover the sky, and the qi and machine collided, and the heavenly phenomena were inspired:

"Master, your practice is still better than your disciple Liang Shao. What you recorded in your tidal theory has become a reality little by little..."

The two qi machines rubbed and collided in my eyes, setting off layers of spiritual fluctuations that were visible to ordinary people.

Compared with last year, this year's spirit is more powerful, and the power that can be exerted, whether in Taoism, supernatural power, or even martial arts, is changing.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Qi and blood, martial arts, horizontal training, supernatural powers...

In the blink of an eye, in the palace, the two little hands had collided a dozen times.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the hurricane, the old demon of Baishan screamed in the sky, and the sound in his mouth was like the trembling of a divine sword unsheathed.

It is like!

When I let out a long whistle, his whole body was covered with sword gangs, and the extremely sharp, dark red 'divine knife' came out from its seven limbs and bones.

clang clang ~ "~

That scene was very much like Mu Qingliu's innate body-shattering sword qi, but it seemed even more frosty and fierce!

In Dou Shi, the sky was dim, and every mouthful of the gods was half out of the body. At first glance, his body seemed to be pierced by a random knife, but in fact, there was an indescribable torrent of knife energy.

Rolling out from its body, it is like a dragon of swords born in the slaughter, wrapping the wind, dancing the sky, and slaughtering small enemies!

Four times of practice, four times of virtue, four kinds of supernatural powers in the body, even if the body is the same, but the nature, martial arts, and supernatural powers are not the same.

But the four worlds are all in one, and the means that the Baishan old demon can use is far less than Ren Wen imagined!

At this moment, I am doing my utmost to show my terrifying practice!

A series of swords and dragons intertwined vertically and horizontally, rolling and rolling, this is the violent power of the mountains that will be flooded in the back, and the sky will be blasted through.

This is, a supernatural power to kill!

huh~

Yang prison's clothes and hair are moving. In the face of the slaughter of the swords and dragons, there are people in the world who can be moved, and I am also in the routine.

But with that fierceness, my expression became more and more intense and hot. I just raised my left arm, squeezed my seven fingers, and slowly pushed it out.

hum!

The flat and moving punch, without the slightest ingenious tricks, but without the power of earth-shattering, burst out.

The scorching and surging blood energy burned to the extreme, and it was revealed at the front of his fist, but there was the slightest warmth, but a little cold wind!

Huhuhu~

The cold wind is blowing, as if the winter is coming.

It can be seen with the naked eye that in the direction of the fist wind, the hoarfrost on the seven sides dissolves, and in the cold wind, it seems that there is no wind and snow in the sky.

Golden Buddha congratulations, the fundamental reason for a book to shake Yang Yu's mind is that there are no secrets in it, and it is also the secret method of the unity of spirit and flesh that moves people's minds.

But under the page of the book, "Seven images of Heaven's Will, seven characters, express the essence of my practice for more than seventy years.

After reading all the classics, learning from various schools, and combining all kinds of gods, Yang Yu realized from them that there are seven characters and seven signs of heaven.

The seven images are the will of heaven, and they are truly one.

My boxing technique, after seven years of honing and transformation of blood and energy, finally broke through to the eleventh grade, seven images, and heavenly images.

And that punch was me.

It is the young man who has never been absent, so that hundreds of millions of people in the sky can forget it, Xiaofengxue!

To imitate man may have come to an end, to imitate heaven, but it is over!

call!

It was just this moment, the fist and the knife had already met in front of everyone's eyes.

And that time, there was no friction between the blood and the real gang, and even the slightest ripple did not spread.

This dragon of swords and gangs, which is in a vertical and horizontal knot, is extremely frightened and angry, but it is frozen in the air in the cold wind and light snow.

boom!

Then, it was a low or a high punch, a heavy or a heavy punch, and it was like a slap in the water, falling behind the old demon's chest, and then retracting itself.

Victory and defeat, divided!

It was only at this moment that everyone in the palace was relieved, and immediately, their hearts were filled with awe.

In the fortified land over there, the name of the old demon of Baishan is far smaller than that of Fan Ruyi, and it is also smaller than the old woman Liansheng who only a few people know about.

And that was the seventh time I died in the Northwest.

And it was the same as the first time he had to surrender his life. This time, the king of the northwest who had been king for several years, ran over him with a grand gesture.

That is, the real enemy posture!

call!

Before this moment of silence, there was no gust of wind.

"In the end, it was negligence in martial arts, and the defeat was wrong, wrong..."

In the dust, the breath of the old demon slipped from the peak, and a smear of white frost also rose from bottom to top, covering its face, and then to the chest, abdomen, seven limbs...

Looking at Yang Prison in the cold wind, whose expression was fierce, but his aura was like a bird, a light of incomprehensible meaning flashed in my eyes:

"Today, he surpassed you, not because of his own strength, but because of God's will..."

I am staring at Yang Prison.

It was the first time the two met, or even the first time they fought each other, but even if I came here, I had never had such a weak understanding.

'The people behind you are the least doomed after you became enlightened..."Ka Ka Ka~

Yang Yushu was in a hurry with his seven fingers, and his blood energy was surging to the extreme, once again surpassing my physical strength. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"Failure, not defeat!"

Daoist Yun Ni was extremely distressed when he fell down on his own Martial Sage, and when he looked at the old demon of Baishan, he also hated it to the extreme:

"Old demon, is it because of God's will that he defeated the Northwest twice?"

"He understands."

The ice sculpture is also similar, the old demon glanced at me lightly, and his eyes fell on Yang Yu:

"He should understand that these things, he keeps them..."

Click!

It was Yang Prison who responded with a flick of his finger.

With just one hit, the four-foot-high ice sculpture was covered with cracks, and the face was blown away in an instant. When the wind blew, there was not a trace of flesh and blood left: "No seeds, the rest will come to get it!"

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