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Chapter 701 Hundred defeats and ten thousand victories!

Ten thousand dragons dance wildly, and the sun shines in the sky!

The moment the fist seal came out from the sky, millions of divine lights emerged from Yuan Duxiu's body and blessed this punch.

The infinite particles are like millions of volcanoes erupting at the same time. Driven by the invincible blood, they achieve a punch!

Boom!

With a punch, the void shook wildly, and the omnipresent inspiration was boiling and exploded, and all tangible things were trembling.

The world seemed to be unable to withstand the power contained in this punch, making unbearable moans.

Thousands of smoke and dust were emptied and spread layer by layer. The sky seemed to have turned into an ocean. Meteorites hit it, causing terrifying and shocking waves.

True punches!

At this moment, Qi Cang's body retreated unstoppable, and the storm of wind ripped through the void, making him dance wildly in his clothes and his face trembled.

"Big Japanese yen air cannon?!"

Qi Cang was shocked.

Yuan Duxiu's punch clearly has the prototype of the unique Japanese Yuan Qi Cannon that he persisted in running rampant in the world and reached the top in his previous life!

But according to legend, when he really fought against the Seven Heroes of the Star Sea, this large Japanese yen energy cannon had not been completely opened up.

Is this thousands of years ahead of schedule?!

Qi Cang was shocked and could not speak. Di Amitabha, who faced the barbarian punch, was slightly moved: "The Great Sun Holy Body is indeed well-deserved."

She flicked her hand gently, but there was no change in her palm, but the Buddha, who originally seemed to sit in the sky, seemed to suddenly stand up.

In the increasingly intense Buddha light, the sound of Zen singing came out, blessing the horizontal push.

The two Vajra monks beside her changed their expressions and screamed.

They yelled wildly, wanting to take action, but where can they be done?

Almost the moment I saw the fist light, a terrifying collision had already happened.

Fist and palms intersect!

Just like the intersecting sun and moon, the indescribable terrifying aura has instantly tore through the void!

So much so that no one could hear any sound or see any scene under this collision.

It’s like the world is empty, everything is destroyed!

boom!

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, a loud bang exploded!

Then, the thousands of acres of air waves that were emptyed by the fist print were swept back, sweeping through tens of thousands of miles of clouds and winds, and were swallowed by the cracks in the void caused by the collision of the two.

Huh ~

The strong wind is like a knife, cutting everything.

Qi Cang suddenly came back to his senses. Yuan Duxiu had already closed his fists and stood upright. The strong wind blew his clothes and long hair all leaned back, showing his masculine body as magical as awesome.

Behind him was a trace of air that was torn apart by the strong wind and stretched for thousands of miles.

Click ~

A broken sound could not be blocked by the strong wind in the sky.

In the eyes of the two Vajra monks, the great Buddha shadow suddenly cracked, and then turned into endless golden light and dissipated in the sky.

Buddhist son, was defeated?

The two Vajra monks looked up.

Di Amitabha had just retracted his ivory-like crystal palm, and he opened his mouth slightly with a slim strand: "The fist is not bad, and the person is not bad."

“Each, each other.”

Yuan Duxiu's eyes were still hot, but his face, which was as sharp as a knife and axe, was very calm, and it could even be said to be indifferent:

"Does the Buddha's son still take action?"

His aura was still strong, and even continued to rise, and endless "particles" in the subtle parts of his body were trembling.

"If you take action again, you will have to decide the outcome."

Emperor Amitabha looked at Yuan Duxiu with a smile, but it seemed that he did not get any influence: "How do fellow Taoist Yuan think that I can practice this style of hand seal?"

"You are stronger than me, and your handprints are excellent."

Yuan Duxiu stood in the sky, his breath was turbulent and he was unable to recover, but his expression was extremely calm:

"It's not as good as my punch!"

One person's expression was calm, the other person's breath was calm, and it seemed that the right thing was right.

The two Vajra monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"This boxing is naturally excellent, but it is not your boxing."

Di Amitabha said meaningfully: "Although you understand this principle, it's a pity that you haven't yet gotten out of the shadow of the creator of boxing."

"Own fist..."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes condensed.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan is qualified to keep this person, but this person is much more 'precious' than you think, so you should take care of yourself."

Di Amitabha had no intention of giving him advice, and turned to Qi Cang.

Qi Cang looked at Emperor Amitabha from afar, his eyes were cold.

"valuable?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes moved, and this word seemed not to be used to describe people.

There is something in this word of Amitabha...

"There may be a day when we meet again in the future, Fellow Daoist Yuan will leave here."

Emperor Amitabha smiled slightly.

The Buddha light behind him swelled, and disappeared into the void with two Vajra monks.

The speed is extremely fast for ordinary people, but for Yuan Duxiu, who has mastered the "Rainbow Transformation Art", there is still a chance to block it.

But he hesitated slightly and still never took action.

"What did she see in my heart..."

Looking at the Buddha's light from afar, Qi Cang's heart was throbbing. There were too many secrets in his heart and too big.

Then Imitation Amitabha must have seen something that he would pursue himself so decisively.

But, what did she see?

Or, have you seen it all?

His thoughts turned into electricity, and finally he exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, looking at Yuan Duxiu, who was calm but extremely intimidating, with a complicated expression:

"Your progress is beyond my imagination..."

No one knows the complexity in Qi Cang's heart, and even himself cannot express his feelings at this time.

Sour, unwilling, regretful, worried......

All kinds of emotions were mixed, and it was difficult to completely calm down.

Who would have thought that his malice will become the other party’s blessing?

This great emperor, who had just risen in his previous life, not only did not experience any weakness when he intervened, but was wiped out the sufferings of the disasters and rose up directly.

"Maybe, it's also thanks to you."

Yuan Duxiu stared at Qi Cang, his expression a little complicated. Although this person attacked him, his luck for thousands of years may be due to this person.

"Follow me."

Yuan Duxiu left a word and turned around and missed the air, as if he was not afraid of Qi Cang running away.

In fact, his escape technique is a perfect person who cannot beat him and cannot escape.

What's more, he didn't think this person would run away.

"Where are you going?"

Qi Cang hesitated slightly, and still called out.

"Retrieve my fate!"

Listening to the sound coming from afar, Qi Cang was stunned, his thoughts of escaping from his heart were immediately dispelled, and he followed him step by step.

I have long since lost your destiny...

......

The bamboo forest is quiet and quiet.

Yuan Duxiu sat on the ground, and Qi Cang stood quietly not far away.

"Ahem."

On the shore of Linquan Lake, the knife-maker coughed lightly, interrupting Yuan Duxiu's words, and a strange look appeared on his increasingly old face:

"It's really a shared fortune and a connection between fate..."

Looking at the two people sitting and standing, even though the knife-makers were knowledgeable, it was a bit incredible.

"Everything is born with a certain number, and there are still people who are in the same energy and have heard of it. It can share the fate. This is the first time I have seen it..."

The knife-maker muttered to himself, constantly looking at the two of them.

Yuan Duxiu said it very much, and Qi Cang did not hide his miserable experiences over the years. Naturally, he lets him taste something.

With shared luck and connected fate, one person will never bear all the consequences, and he will almost die and survive again and again.

Another one is full of luck, Lingbao recognizes his master, transforms his qualifications, and makes breakthroughs one after another...

This is not a coincidence.

"Senior, can you have the means to get my complete fate back?"

Yuan Duxiu asked.

"If you two say nothing, then the fate that you two share should be a hundred defeats and a thousand victory..."

A light shone in the dark eyes of the knife-maker: "This is the fate in the legend. In the past 30 million years, there are many people who have had this fate..."

Only with a hundred defeats will there be a thousand victories!

The man who credited the knife did not hide it, and he recorded everything he knew in the future.

Yuan Duxiu listened, his expression was a little subtle, and Qi Cang's face was as bad as the bottom of a pot.

"Future is the vein of the universe, and fate is the node of heaven and earth. Everything is the way of heaven! Those who have a life of defeat will definitely encounter enemies that they will never win.

Wansheng, on the other hand, will never encounter an enemy that you cannot defeat, at least, you will not encounter an enemy that you must not defeat...

Xiaoyou Yuan has two fates but has the opportunity to divide. Then, the more he loses this person, the greater your gains will be."

The man with a knife credit looked very subtle and ignored Qi Cang, who looked as if he was too blue, and Xiang Yuan Duxiu suggested:

"Since that's the case, why get the fate of his partner who is destined to be robbed?"

"This old demon!"

Qi Cang felt that the root of his teeth was itchy.

Yuan Duxiu did not hesitate, but just shook his head and had a firm attitude: "Even if it is a disaster, it is my disaster."

"I am well aware of fate and principles, but my two masters have high cultivation, so I can't shake their fate."

Seeing that he was determined, the man who credited the knife did not persuade him much, and pointed at Dongfang: "If my friend really wants to take back his fate, perhaps only one person in Dongzhou can do it..."

"King Yuanyang?!"

Qi Cang was shocked and suddenly felt the deep malice from the world.

He knew that the Yuanyang King was located would be a place where the wind and clouds gathered, and it was extremely dangerous, so he didn't want to go there at all.

But he wanted to escape again and again, but he was dragged into it again and again.

Is this really a coincidence?

.........

Dashi Mountain is endless, its mountains are extremely majestic, and there are few that can be compared in Dongzhou.

After the changes of heaven, the three holy lands fell from the altar, no longer had the transcendence of the past, but their foundation was still strong and no one dared to underestimate them. Especially Dashi Mountain, which is ranked alongside the Tianding Kingdom and became the two "forbidden areas" in Dongzhou.

The storm has changed over the past thousand years, and the strong have emerged one after another. The two holy places of Li Tian and Ming Yue have had enemies, but no one dared to invade Dashi Mountain.

Huh ~

At this time, Lingdong had just arrived, and heavy snow was everywhere outside Dashi Mountain, and the biting cold wind blew across the ground, causing waves of grass waves.

This is the spiritual field of the Holy Land of Dashi, which is evergreen and undefeated, every month, every year.

Feng Xingli stood in front of the spiritual field with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountains from afar, but there was no trace of turmoil in his heart.

Thousands of years ago, I retreated from then on.

This time, let’s start from now on, and walk another path that has never been taken a thousand years ago!

Huh ~

As the mind turns, the wind is strong and the snow is rolling, and the bleaching sky is like a sharp drop in the middle of winter.

The surging blood qi pushed a long roar to the sky:
Chapter completed!
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