Chapter 668 To be the second person in those three thousand years!
Kaka ka~
The friction of muscles and bones makes a sound like thunder.
As soon as he moved, his shriveled skin suddenly tightened and stretched, and his palms, arms, waist, legs, and legs suddenly filled up and expanded like a balloon.
In less than a blink of an eye, it had swelled into a dark yellow, nine-foot-tall, powerful giant that looked like it was made of copper and iron. It exuded a strong, complete, domineering and ferocious aura.
But how can you still be old?
The three elements are unified, the essence, energy and spirit are integrated into one furnace. The profound martial arts always puts hiding first and hair last. It is as quiet as the earth and as steady as thunder, and moves as violently as thunder.
At this moment, Dark Moon Dharma King stepped into the sky, moving like a thunder dragon, and his mighty breath seemed to freeze the battlefield outside the pass.
One step forward, one palm out.
The muscles that are half naked on the outside are like undulating mountains, and the Qi and blood are like rolling magma. If you push them flatly with your five fingers, a long-lasting explosion sound will sound between the heaven and the earth.
High in the sky, the goshawk screamed sharply. From above, it looked spectacular, as dark as ink, smearing across the sky for miles.
Wherever the color touches, all colors fade away; wherever the palm touches, the corpses on the battlefield wither and the blood dries up.
It seems like all vitality has been robbed by that palm print!
"Dark Moon Mahamudra!"
Fifth Jie's pupils shrank and he shouted a warning, but how could his voice compare to the speed of this palm?
Almost at the moment when he spoke his words, Yang Yu's clothes and hair were already thrown back, and the ubiquitous air flow, pushed horizontally by this palm, was like a substantial mountain.
Hundreds of feet away, the biting cold was already freezing him in place.
"Martial Arts Saint!"
Lu Qingting murmured in his heart, suddenly feeling a wave of heat hitting his face, he suddenly turned his gaze, and felt as if a big sun was blooming in front of him.
Terrifying amounts of light and heat erupted on the battlefield.
This is blood boiling, but it is not just pure blood, but also intense electric light is stirring, transmitting, pushing, and burning.
Without any hesitation, Yang Yu stretched his arms, and when his fingers opened and closed, the power of the ten dragons and ten elephants exploded.
The combination of holding the sky and shaking the earth makes up for the last shortcoming of his lack of horizontal training. The ten dragons and ten elephants obtained from the shaking of the earth can be used to the fullest.
The body that lifts the sky and the power that shakes the earth are superimposed in two directions, and together they raise a domineering fist.
Boom!
In less than a thousandth of an instant, almost everyone felt a strong light blooming and air waves rising into the sky. For a moment, the scene of the two people fighting could not be seen at all.
A moment later, a loud noise exploded, accompanied by smoke and dust billowing into the sky. Only then did Wu Jie, Feng Junzi, Lu Qingting, Tantai Zhengfa and others see the moment when the two collided in the bright light.
Ripples visible to the naked eye swayed from the sides of the two men, setting off a huge wave, and the billowing blood energy spread out.
boom!
The intersection of fists and palms is like a sledgehammer striking a drum.
Yang Yu felt that the power of this palm had gathered to an incredible level. Since the initial formation of Yuan Qi, he had been able to bridge the surrounding areas to relieve the power. Often, he could relieve as much as seven percent of the power of another person's punch.
However, at this moment, the power is rolling like a tide, one wave higher than the other, and there is no way to vent it!
At this moment, he was much more powerful than when he fought Nie Longtian, but the big hand seal in front of him was already stronger than his Dragon Subduing Palm.
Click!
His feet trembled, and the ground cracked. Yang Yu couldn't help but lean back, his spine crackled, and the boiling blood almost rushed out of the pores around his body.
However, he took the punch alive, and even though his energy and blood surged, he didn't suffer any injuries at all.
On the contrary, the Dark Moon Dharma King opposite, who was nine feet tall and as big as a Buddha statue, his eyes narrowed, and he took a step back in surprise and disbelief!
A head-on confrontation and defeated the Martial Saint!
After the bright light, this scene was captured by a group of experts. For a moment, everyone looked shocked.
It is different from the retreat of the old demon in Montenegro.
Everyone present was from a big power, a big sect, and was well-informed. How could they not know that outside the northwest city that day, Yang Yu was an old Black Mountain demon who had exchanged his life for his life and was forced to retreat with the help of the Book of Life and Death.
Although this move made him famous, it did not mean that he could compete with the Martial Saint. In fact, he was slightly injured when he rescued Taoist Lin from Nie Longtian's men.
But at this time...
Phew~
Taking a step back, Dark Moon Dharma King was already standing a hundred feet away, his broad monk robes dancing wildly, and a shadow flashed across his rough face.
This punch reminded him of an unbearable past incident many years ago.
"Hegemony Fist? Divine Fist? Buddha Throwing Elephants? Mountain Splitting Skill? Black Whale Swallowing the Sea? What a bastard, he can move the sky and shake the earth very skillfully!"
Amidst the sneer, the surging air waves were knocked away by him. A hundred feet passed in an instant, and the extremely powerful blood and true energy returned to the palm of his hand.
It was no longer as grand as before, but in Yang Yu's eyes, this palm was much more terrifying than before.
In a daze, I felt that there was a shadow of Vajra Buddha behind the old monk.
Its entire body is as black as ink, its fangs are turned outwards, and its expression is indifferent and ferocious, making one's heart palpitate just by looking at it.
This is the true will of martial arts!
The practice of martial arts depends on the combination of the five categories of spirit, soul, mind, soul, and essence. Only then can the true will of martial arts be achieved.
After cultivating to this point, the will can interfere with the subtle composition of the physical body, and externally can activate the mysterious energy between heaven and earth to bless oneself, martial arts, and weapons.
Reaching a powerful state of motion as if the heaven and earth were moving.
He had experienced this step from the sloppy Taoist and the Zhenyan Taoist. The old monk in front of him was naturally not as good as the first two, but compared to Nie Longtian, he was much better!
This is a true martial arts saint.
Buzz!
The air waves are emptied, like mountains colliding across the sky.
Yang Yu's eyes condensed, he exerted force with one step, and with the sound of thunder and explosion, he soared into the sky, rising ten feet into the air in an instant.
"Want to escape?!"
Dark Moon Dharma King chuckled, his palm print changed from pushing horizontally to upward, and his five fingers flexed and stretched, turning from spitting to swallowing, as if a dragon's claws were reaching up to grab the sky.
The ferocity of its momentum caused astonishment both inside and outside the battlefield. Regardless of the distance, they were all retreating crazily, not daring to stay where they were.
"I know it's not too reckless to run away..."
Fifth Jie breathed a sigh of relief.
A moment ago, he thought that his junior brother was so reckless that he dared to fight to the death against the Martial Saint. Now that he saw him flying in the air, he thought of him coming through the air before, and the hanging boulder falling to the ground.
But before the thought had even crossed his mind, an incredible scene froze his expression.
Zhengzhengzhengzheng~
Suddenly, the sound of fighting resounded on the battlefield. Thousands of sounds gathered in an instant, as loud as thunder.
The remnant soldiers and arrows rioted one after another as if they were inspired, soaring into the air at extremely fast speeds and converging towards Yang Prison.
This movement was so loud that it immediately attracted the attention of countless people both inside and outside the battlefield.
This scene is truly spectacular. There are countless broken swords on the battlefield. How majestic it is to take off into the sky at this moment?
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Dark Moon Dharma King was surprised, but in an instant, he sneered and ignored it.
The sky full of iron weapons soaring into the sky is certainly spectacular, but the vast majority of them are just ordinary soldiers, and there is no one to control them. It is almost impossible to defeat his horizontal training and true power.
call!
Therefore, after being startled, he allowed countless remnants of soldiers and iron weapons to come crisscrossing each other, but his palm force did not shift at all, and he still grabbed Yang Yu who had not been in the air for a long time.
"Get off!"
Boom!
Swallowing and vomiting, the force of the palm is like a torrent, creating a vacuum channel that is dozens of feet long. The force is so powerful that it can move anyone's face.
Unlike most martial arts geniuses in the world, Dark Moon Dharma King is extremely talented, but he is extremely skilled in martial arts. He has been practicing the Mahamudra for more than 130 years.
His practice in this martial art has already reached an incredible level. In terms of palm strength, he can compete with the Seventh-ranked Jiang Wuyan's Ten Thousand Kingdoms Jingtai Palm for the position of the best palm in the world.
"careful!"
Fifth Jie's heart trembled, as the 'three-kill sword light' that had been accumulated for a long time was about to burst out of the air.
However, a scene that shocked him happened.
A dazzling electric current suddenly appeared, overflowing from the pores of Yang Yu's body.
"This is?"
Dark Moon Dharma King's pupils shrank.
The moment the lightning appeared, its already extremely fast speed actually increased several times faster!
Not counting points, but multiples!
It was just like the light of the three arrows that crossed the battlefield before and were so fast that he was moved!
‘Turning yourself into an arrow?!’
The moment his palm force failed, this thought flashed through his mind, and he looked at the figure that ran hundreds of feet across the sky, intertwined with lightning,
Dark Moon Dharma King's eyes became dignified for the first time, and he actually smelled a slight but real sense of crisis.
This boy, who is not as good as a Martial Saint, actually made him feel in danger?
Stab!
The electric light reached the body, without the true agility and the true energy as a barrier, it truly blended with Yang Yu's body.
At this moment, even his powerful body, which was as if it had been reborn after entering the soul, let out an unbearable groan.
From the inside out, indescribable pain surged into my heart.
"It's still a bit reluctant to bear the current with a flesh and blood body..."
Flying through the sky and flying hundreds of feet, Yang Yu couldn't help but groan, but what couldn't be suppressed by the severe pain was the throbbing in his heart.
Why fight against the Martial Saint?!
In the months after the battle with Qi Daoguang, this idea always lingered in his mind. During this period, he had interactions with Yu Fengxian, Qi Daoguang, Taoist Lin, and even Taoist Yunni.
The result is completely the same, that is, it is invincible!
After ten years of sitting in meditation, Qi Daoguang's heaven-supporting body has broken through to the second level. However, even he has to admit that it is almost impossible to defeat the Martial Saint.
In fact, throughout the ages, the battle between the inferior and the superior has been defeated by the Martial Saint!
Except for those who hold magic weapons or have strange magical powers that are based on mental arithmetic or unintentional, there have been almost no such achievements in the past three thousand years.
The reason is almost.
It's because, more than seventy years ago, Zhang Xuanba relied on Dacheng's military situation to defeat Li Yuan, the god of the Great Li Army...
After months of thinking, it seemed that the only thing he relied on was the golden dragon shears that had been sacrificed for many days and consumed a lot of energy...
Buzz~
In the blink of an eye, the momentum of the movement came to an end. In the interweaving of lightning and light, Yang Yu reversed and fell. Driven by the high-speed current,
Use your dominating fist as a front and your body as an arrow!
It's stuck, it's stuck, at 12:30, the second update will be released!