Just a calm word, the overwhelming sound of wind, the lingering explosion of air, and even the slight noise that was still there inside and outside the city have all disappeared.
A will so powerful that it seemed as if it were substantial came here, like a mountain, weighing on everyone's hearts.
Long-standing masters like Taoist Lin, Han Fengfu, and Fang Yulong all felt their hearts sink, and even their thoughts seemed to slow down.
Yang Yu, who was the first to bear the brunt, was blinded for a moment, and the goshawk who stood up from his seat let out a mournful cry and almost fell into the air.
It flapped its wings in shock, rising more than ten feet in the air.
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed, his brows were hot, and the slight crisis lingering in his heart turned into a dark frenzy at this moment, surging uncontrollably.
This kind of feeling would sweep over him every time he was about to step out of Northwest Daocheng.
"Nie Longtian!"
Under such a huge crisis, Yang Yu felt that his mind was clear and he was more alert and lively than usual.
Startled but not confused.
There was no fear, because at this moment, when he left the city, he already had a vision...
boom!
He squeezed it with his big hands like a cattail leaf fan, and with a muffled sound like thunder, light spots and iron mud squeezed out from his five fingers.
"The best archery skills and the best bow. I have to say that you do have the ability to be arrogant. Meng Hanguang's defeat is not unjust..."
The man who was hiding his head suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The not-so-luxurious clothes were casually covered on the body as strong as a mountain, and he was rubbing the iron paste casually. There was a look of scorn and domineering in his brows.
No one saw how he appeared, as if he had been standing there a long time ago, even longer than this city.
This is the unity of man and nature!
Martial Saint...
"Nie Longtian!"
As this name came out of Taoist Lin's mouth, everything that seemed to have been frozen suddenly came back to life. The strong wind accompanied by the heavy snow blew a bone-chilling chill.
"Martial Saint..."
There are masters with trembling teeth and trembling fear, who retreat without leaving a trace, and then retreat again.
Any Martial Saint is an unparalleled hero who is at the top of the world. Even if this person has achieved success only recently, he is definitely not a being that anyone can despise.
Chu Tianyi completely gave up the idea of taking action, silently stepped back a few steps, found a place with a wider view, and prepared to watch the battle.
At this moment, his mind became active, and he vaguely seemed to smell an opportunity to regain his sword heart, but he also had hidden worries.
If this Nie Wusheng in front of him could be killed by shock, everything would be easily solved.
However, if Yang Yu can escape today.
That……
"Master Nie..."
Han Feng Mansion, Fang Yulong salutes.
"Ren Taoist Lin."
Ignoring the salutes of the two subordinates, and looking at the air for a moment, Nie Longtian's eyes fell on Daoren Lin outside the city gate:
"Someone still remembers that thirty years ago, the late emperor sent a letter to Yulong Temple to accept you as a guest. Unfortunately, you refused..."
Nie Longtian had a touch of emotion.
Thirty years ago, Taoist Lin had a much greater reputation than him, even though he had been promoted to Grand Master much longer than him.
pity……
"Why, you want to thank me?"
Wiping off the blood on his face, Lin Daoren sneered back:
"If Pindao was willing to be a guest of the imperial court back then, he might not have been able to get your turn with the Earth Yuan Great Pill!"
"That's true."
Nie Longtian was not angry, but nodded:
"You are much younger than me, and you are pregnant with Taoism. If you really become a guest, your status will be higher than what I was back then.
In a moment of anger, this talent was wasted. What a pity, what a pity..."
He admitted it casually, and there was no mockery in his eyes, only a touch of pity.
Just like he did back then, there have been countless great masters trapped in front of the Martial Saint Gate for four hundred years. Even now, they are by no means a handful.
There are many people who have been trapped for hundreds of years, even until they die of old age, for the sake of Taoism and the last step.
Therefore, looking at Taoist Lin in front of him, he felt really regretful.
Thirty years have passed, except for a few people, almost no one in the world remembers how amazing and beautiful Lin Taoist was back then.
"What a pity? Haha, hahaha!"
Lin Daoren almost laughed to tears: "It's ridiculous, how ridiculous..."
"How can it be ridiculous? He recruited you because he felt that he was in debt..."
There was a touch of pity in Nie Longtian's eyes:
"Who is the common leader of hundreds of millions of people, the supreme being in the world? Even if he did something wrong, is it possible that he should apologize to you?"
"How can an apology be enough?"
Taoist Lin gritted his teeth, and blood suddenly appeared from his seven orifices:
"If I don't die, I will whip his corpse, break his bones, and burn his soul!"
"Treasonous and unethical!"
Hearing this, Nie Longtian frowned slightly, while Han Fengfu and Fang Yulong suddenly changed their expressions.
Such rebellious words, if they don't take any action, they will be guilty of a serious crime when they return to Beijing!
boom!
The two stepped forward one after another, as if they wanted to take action, but before they could get out of the city gate, they felt cold again and stopped in their tracks.
In the sky, Qianlong spread out again, and Yang Yu responded coldly:
"Young Mr. Yang is here, so what's the point of playing these weird tricks?"
The long bow was pointed at the two divine hunters, but these words were addressed to the Martial Saint Nie Longtian.
"Indeed, it makes no sense..."
Nie Longtian held his chin and looked at it with interest.
But after Yang Yu thought for a moment, he threw the Tai Sui Pearl back to Taoist Lin:
"Senior, take a step first, I will come later..."
"Coming soon?"
Nie Longtian laughed, but before his laughter even hit the ground, it turned into a very high-pitched dragon roar that resounded loudly.
"Who do you think you are? You are worthy of saving people from my uncle..."
boom!
A roar like thunder accompanied by the terrifying blood energy appeared between the heaven and the earth.
In an instant, the sky and the earth turned white, and there was a vast expanse of white inside and outside the city wall, but this was not the white of wind and snow, but extremely intense light and heat!
The wind and snow dissipated in an instant, turning into pouring rain, and then turned into vapor like billowing clouds and smoke.
In the midst of such earth-shattering and earth-shattering changes, Nie Longtian took action boldly and raised his arm. As soon as his palm was released, the situation changed.
"Today, you will all die!"
The moment the dragon roar burst out with the mighty palm force, it turned into a colorless but tangible giant dragon with full scales and armor, and long hair and beards!
overbearing!
fear!
Horror!
This is still martial arts, but in the eyes of everyone present, this is already a magical power!
"The power of the Martial Saint!"
Seeing this palm, everyone's hearts trembled.
The three elements are unified into one, and the true energy of the great master can remain in the world, and it can even last forever if it is well preserved.
However, the will of the Martial Saint can even be passed down for thousands of years!
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, that mighty palm power was no longer a palm power, but more like a mythical dragon king, roaring, roaring, and destroying the enemy!
The Martial Saint cannot fly to the sky or escape from the earth, but his will is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, but he can trigger a movement of hundreds of feet in an instant and shock ten miles!
Boom!
This scene is extremely horrifying.
Yang Yu looked down from a high altitude and saw a hundred-foot-large mushroom cloud exploding in the city. In the bright light, a real dragon raised its head into the cloud, connecting heaven and earth.
With extremely domineering and ferocious momentum, he soared to the sky!
This is blood energy, true energy, true energy, and even more condensed martial arts will to the extreme.
Rank 10, Dragon Subduing Divine Palm!
"Bah!"
The goshawk screamed, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and it was about to fall down in a daze. It was frightened and horrified, but it seemed that it could not balance its body.
This palm suddenly stirred up the wind and air currents in all directions, making it impossible for any bird to fly in the sky.
"Such power..."
Watching from a distance was enough to silence tens of thousands of people. Yang Yu, who was the first to bear the brunt, suffered an indescribably huge impact.
Different from Zhang Xuanba in the fantasy world of Liuji Mountain.
The power and will of the King of Zhao in the West Prefecture is the 200,000 elite vanguard army of Dali!
As for Nie Longtian in front of him, his intention and direction are his alone!
boom!
Nie Longtian was ruthless and extremely decisive.
And as he took action, the sound of chirping rang out in the wind and snow in the far distance, and hundreds of flying eagles flapped their wings.
They were densely packed, gathering towards the center like dark clouds, and with loud noises, one after another was activated.
Divine arm crossbow!
Taking action is a sure kill!
The overwhelming arrows covered all the space that the goshawk could move in. If you want to avoid it, you can only...
"Land!"
With one step, Yang Yu showed no mercy. With just one step, Yang Yu crushed the goshawk to the ground.
And he himself, accompanied by the goshawk's crazy escape, stepped out and flew down amidst the surprised and suspicious eyes.
In the turbulent wind, snow, and air currents, with the help of the interweaving of the elemental magnetism and the blessing of the energy fields from all directions, he took action boldly!
Face the power of the Martial Saint!
Dong dong dong~
Like the beating of a war drum, a violent muffled sound came out through the body.
Blood Qi, Zhen Gang, Zhen Qi!
Without holding anything back, Yang Yu burned everything in an instant, and the hot blood dyed his skin red, burning like a flame.
"Destiny!"
In the blink of an eye, in the Cauldron of Gluttony, the Purple Gold Gourd, which was already ready to go, had spit out all the fortunes it had accumulated over the years, except for some extremely precious ones.
combustion,
combustion!
Under the burning of a huge amount of fate, Yang Yu felt that he was expanding and expanding.
There seemed to be volcanoes burning inside the body, and the scalding torrent swept through the limbs and bones, pushing violently, awakening the ten dragons and ten elephants hidden deep in the body.
hold head high!
Roar!
At this moment, Yang Yu felt that he was almost split open, and the surging power seemed to have turned into a ten-headed dragon elephant and wanted to break away from his body.
Without any hesitation, Yang Yu took action boldly. He stretched out his arms and swept the Qi Flow True Gang, fully stimulating the majestic power.
After more than a year of precipitation, Yang Yu has completely digested what he has gained. Regardless of his true energy, physical fitness, martial arts, and state, he has reached an unprecedented peak.
And at this moment, use them all!
The True Gang of the Yuan Dynasty, the True Body of Yuan Ci, the Overlord Fist, the Divine Fist, the Old Mother's Mountain Splitting Technique, the Buddha's Throwing Elephant...
And, very few will cooperate with him, the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword!
boom!
The arms fell one after another, just like the alternation of yin and yang, the sun and the moon surveying the sky. The momentum was so great that even Nie Longtian could not help but move his expression.
"Such a strong luck? No, it's magical power? No, it's Tao Fruit? Or..."
Complex thoughts flashed through his mind, but Nie Longtian's movements went through the air without any hesitation, with the blessing of his will.
No matter what you do, I'll kill you later!
Rumble!
It's said to be late, but it's actually very fast.
Outside the city, Taoist Lin was still squeezing the ink-colored black beads in his palm and was stunned. Clouds were already exploding in the sky.
The terrifying ripples spread like concentric circles, setting off wave after wave of air shock waves, blowing onto the city, seeming to lift the houses away!
"Walk!"
At the moment when the earth-shattering collision was heard, Lu Qingting, disguised and masked, suddenly appeared and grabbed Lin Daoren's arm before Fang Yulong came to kill Han Feng Mansion.
Whoosh!
In less than a moment, the person had already disappeared.
"not good!"
Han Fengfu's expression changed drastically.
"The power of the Martial Saint is indeed extraordinary, but..."
Amid the violent wind and blast, Yang Yu's voice echoed, painful but hearty.
One collision caused blood to ooze from his seven orifices and the pores all over his body. Even though the Yuanqi aura relieved 70% of its force, he was still injured.
And this was the state of unity between man and nature when the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword cut through Nie Longtian.
but……
"Today, you can't kill anyone!"
boom!
There were also roars and explosions in the city.
The huge long street was crushed by Nie Longtian's foot. Terrifying cracks spread layer by layer behind him. Dozens of houses along the street collapsed, as if they had encountered an earth dragon and turned over.
Thick gunpowder smoke dispersed from his body, and after that, his expression was as calm as water:
"Five ghosts moving..."
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Good night everyone... I can't use my familiar fingers, so the coding speed is greatly reduced. I wrote until four o'clock in the second update. I'm really sorry...