Chapter 488 Gao Jia and the Four Divine Fists in the Late Tang Dynasty!
Woo~
It seems like a blue dragon is whispering, and a dry dragon's bow is opened.
Just like when it was opened for the first time, this time, all the energy in the body poured out like a flood, and red and golden light intertwined, shining like the blazing sun.
In the mixed light of two colors, Yang Yu looked calm.
In a daze, he seemed to have seen half a year ago again, when the Duan Qilong was unattainable and majestic on the top of the mountain, but its aura was heavier than the mountain. At that time, even if he had the means to burn out his life, he had no confidence that he could do it. To contend with it, even under the cover of the Eagle and Arrows, it is impossible to escape...
but now….…
Buzz!
The moment the Qianlong Bow was slowly drawn, the shock, anger and murderous intent in Duan Qilong's heart disappeared instantly.
A deep chill enveloped his mind like a tide. This arrow was more than twice as powerful as the one that made him look at him before!
"This bow?!"
Duan Qilong was astonished in his heart as he recognized it.
"Qianlong Divine Bow?! That Princess Longyuan actually gave up this bow?!"
The shock and horror in his eyes flashed away, and soon turned into an indestructible fist. With the outpouring of strength and true energy, he punched out brazenly.
From the outside, this is just a straight punch without any fancy changes. It can be extended to the end of its arms to create a powerful force that can overwhelm the sky.
The power that shook the earth and the sky poured out of it.
boom!
Between the lightning and flint, a tyrannical and domineering will, a burning will to decide life and death, moved with the fist, like a dragon overturning the sea, setting off turbulent waves in the sky.
This is a punch, but it is more than just a punch.
The power of the fist surged, and it seemed to have many layers, one on top of another, as if there was no end, and it was accompanied by a deafening roar of air.
He hit the mysterious archer standing on the back of the eagle with all his might.
"God Fist!"
On the plain, everyone looked up to the sky. Some were horrified, some were worried, and some were horrified. The old man's expression changed as he recognized the punch.
Divine fist!
This is the boxing technique that Duan Qi Longzhi is famous for. It is named after a god, which shows that he is crazy about his weapons, but it also shows his courage.
This boxing technique is one of the four great divine boxings in the world. It is as famous as the overlord boxing of King Zhao of Xifu and the Brahma Boxing of Dali Eternal Yuelun Temple.
According to legend, in the late Tang Dynasty, Gao Jia relied on this magical fist to smash the capital of the Tang Dynasty, the most powerful in the world at that time!
Of course, Duan Qilong was not as high-armored as the unparalleled hero back then, but the essence of this fist was deeply conveyed into Yang Yu's heart through the sky of tens of feet.
Boxing is power!
It is also a trend that is enough to destroy people’s hearts!
The battle of the Grand Master is not only about martial arts and magic, but also about the will of martial arts derived from the knowledge of a hundred orifices, the opening of the mysterious door, and the unification of the three elements of essence, energy and spirit.
Duan Qilong rose up with anger, but his mind was extremely clear. He was shocked by Yang Yu's unimaginable progress and felt the sharp arrow force.
But he also sensed his shortcomings.
His energy and spirit have not yet been unified, and his martial arts will has not yet emerged.
Using your strength to seize someone, you can blow him up in the air in just a split second!
boom!
The extremely strong fist roared in, seeming to fill the world.
However……
"The divine fist is invincible...
Feeling the extremely strong fist power, Yang Yu felt waves rise in his heart.
He had faced Zhang Xuanba dozens of times in the illusion of Liuji Mountain. He had even faced Taoist Xie Xie in Wanxiang Mountain. Although the punch in front of him was powerful, it was not enough to shake his mind. He had seen this punch before.
At the first step of Daoguo's four steps, he dreamed back to the late Tang Dynasty, where he used the body of Zheng Changgong to fight against the rebel army.
He had felt the same punch before.
"Gaojia's divine fist..."
After turning his thoughts around, Yang Yu looked calm, loosened his fingers, and the dragon bow, which was like a full moon, let out a dragon roar that resounded across the plains!
Amidst the explosive roar of the dragon, fists and arrows finally met.
Buzz!
At this moment, the void seemed to be stagnant for a moment, like the meteor that shot through the sky, Duan Qilong, and the stream of arrows that burst out, frozen in the sky for a moment.
The intersection between the fist and the arrow is clearly separated, like an invisible mirror in the middle, with turbulent ripples and ripples spreading crazily on both sides.
This is a huge force pushing the airflow horizontally, and it is also an amazing collision and light, leaving traces in the sky.
The next moment, the invisible mirror seemed to disappear, and air waves and light, like mountains and seas, surged down.
He pushed towards Duan Qilong in an extremely arrogant manner, pushing, galloping, and roaring!
This is an extremely spectacular scene.
It seemed that what was violently pushed away by this arrow was not Duan Qilong himself, but the sky where he was.
They are all retreating!
At this moment, Duan Qilong's expression changed irrepressibly, and he realized what Fang Yulong was feeling at the previous moment.
In front of me, it seems that it is not an arrow.
And like a group of dragons and elephants roaring, galloping and trampling, the terrifying vibration actually passed through his true power and spread throughout his body.
For a moment, his ears and heart were filled with the loud sound of muscles and bones rubbing together.
Rumble!
A moment later, a deafening sonic boom resounded in the sky. After the turbulent airflow changed its fate, the goshawk, which had increased in strength, almost fell to the ground.
The big black dog whose hair was dyed white even whimpered and gripped the eagle's back, almost being blown out completely.
boom!
With one arrow, Duan Qilong fell to the ground as hard as a stone, knocking over half an acre of plain and throwing up dust several feet high.
"Brother Duan!"
Fang Yulong's expression suddenly changed, his figure was like an arrow, and he held his long sword back to protect and cut off Qilong. In the distance, Taoist Lin, who was running at high speed, was also frightened and seemed to have stopped.
The explosion of air could not help but echo in the sky, but inside and outside the plain, there suddenly fell into a dead silence. Even the flying eagle archers with broken muscles and bones forgot to scream in pain and stared blankly at the sky.
As the arrow passed through, a clearly visible white line appeared in the sky, several miles in front and back, as if dividing the sky into two halves.
Moreover, the arrow was still flying very far away.
The power of an arrow is so powerful!
Fang Yulong's breathing became rapid, and the masters of the mountain ghost team who were running in the distance dispersed and lay down in the forest and bushes.
Han Fengfu was also frozen in place, his true energy lingering, as if facing a formidable enemy.
There are many masters in the world, but the sharp archer has always been the most feared, not one of them.
At this moment, Yang Yu, who was straddling the goshawk and had shot down all the flying eagles and arrows, where the long bow was, even the great master had to hold his breath and concentrate.
The two great gods of Liumen were looking at the enemy as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but after all, they had just learned about Yang Yu's ranking on the mountain and river list, and they had some foresight.
But Taoist Lin was really unbelievable.
It seems less than a few months since we parted ways?
In such a short period of time, it is incredible that he stepped across the furnace and condensed his true energy. How could he be so powerful?
Duan Qilong is no ordinary great master Huhuhu~
In the fierce wind, Yang Yuyi's hair was thrown back, and the sweat beads that poured out were blown dry.
The consumption of the Qianlong Divine Bow is so great that even if you have experienced it once, you are still unable to adapt. In an instant, your whole person seems to have been hollowed out.
Even if you want to pursue and make up for an arrow, you will be unable to do so.
Pity……
The frightened goshawk climbed higher and did not dare to land, but Yang Yu's eyes still fell on the dusty ruins.
Duan Qilong's horizontal training was naturally not as good as that of Dou Buddha Yinyue, who he had wrestled with before, but it was only half a step behind.
Although his arrow penetrated his true ang and injured his whole body, it still failed to break through his domineering and horizontal training.
In particular, he also has the magical power of "Burning Mountains".
At the last moment, Duan Qilong decisively dodged the vital point and avoided his arrow at the cost of having a large piece of his chest torn apart.
He couldn't help but admire this. You know, the slightest difference is the consequence of being pierced through the chest.
"The Four Elephant Arrows of God's Will, the Qianlong Divine Bow, the power to shake the earth, good, very good, you are very good..."
In the dust, Duan Qilong knelt down on one knee, and a large crater with a radius of more than ten feet was created in a large area of the plain.
His mouth and nose were bleeding, his long hair seemed to be burned by fire, and his clothes made of golden silk were also parched and full of holes, just a little, just a little!
Despite Duan Qilong's character, he couldn't help but feel a flash of fear in his heart. If such a powerful arrow were fired again, he might not be able to survive.
Fortunately, Yang Yu was afraid that he would not be able to send out a second arrow in a short period of time, and he did not come alone.
"Brother Duan?"
Fang Yulong's expression was also very bad, and there were a large number of seriously injured flying eagle archers gathered around him.
The group of people had trembling expressions, looking at the eagle in the sky and Daoist Lin who was approaching as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Brother Duan!"
At this time, Han Fengfu also stepped forward, holding his palms in front of Duan Qilong.
"Walk!"
Without any hesitation, Duan Qilong was extremely decisive. He bit into pieces of the Renyuan Great Pill in his mouth and stood up again.
The magical power of burning mountains is more than just the literal meaning.
With this magical power in his body, he can burn out all alien forces that enter his body and convert them into true energy to heal himself. He can also absorb medicinal power dozens of times faster than ordinary people.
If not, he wouldn't have been able to hunt down Taoist Lin for more than half a year by himself, but this arrow wound...
"Want to leave?"
Zhao Kun realized later that all the seriously injured flying eagle archers were staggering back, and they still couldn't bear it.
But he didn’t want to be held down by Taoist Lin:
"Let them go...
""Uncle Master?"
Zhao Kun raised his head in confusion, and was suddenly shocked. He saw that his uncle's face was as pale as paper, and his whole aura had dropped to the lowest point.
An old injury recurred. Lin Daoren remained indifferent and stared coldly at the group of people slowly retreating from the six doors without making any move.
"Yang Yu, Taoist Lin...
Fear flashed in Han Fengfu's eyes. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to withstand that arrow...
"Everyone, please stay."
At this time, the goshawk screamed again, swooped down, and hovered in front of everyone at the six gates.
"Yang prison!"
Fang Yulong held his sword horizontally in front of him, his face sinking like water:
"How are you doing?"
"You actually obtained the Earth-Shaking Divine Seed! Unfortunately, your level is too low. Even if you possess the Earth-Shaking Divine Power, how many times can you draw the Qianlong Divine Bow?"
Han Fengfu's face was solemn and stern:
"To capture us, you are far from enough!"
"call!"
On the eagle's back, Yang Yu, who had regained some strength, breathed out softly. He glanced at the pale-faced Taoist Lin behind the crowd.