Chapter 680: The living dragon and elephant are the only ones who are supreme in martial arts!
Phew~
The sound, neither high nor low, was like a real stream of water, flowing out from the tea shop in all directions. Everyone who listened seemed to be pushed by the tide, involuntarily retreating, retreating, and retreating again.
Under the invisible energy, many onlookers attracted by the Buddhist chariot inside and outside the long street, in tea shops and restaurants were in an uproar and boiling.
"King Zhao!"
"He is King Zhao of Xifu!"
"He He……"
The tea shop was even more horrified, and some of the tea patrons at the neighboring tables were so frightened that they trembled all over and dispersed one after another.
After a while, both the inside and outside of the long street were deserted.
Both the martial arts warriors and the residents of the city dispersed one after another. Only a few people remained in the same place, but they were also more than ten feet away and did not dare to come forward.
Tie Tafa's heart was slightly shaken and he didn't want to retreat, but he still let Yang Yu pull him and retreated to the side.
"The Red Sun Dharma King..."
Yang Yu was slightly focused, his eyes wide open.
Under the tunnel, his spirit merged with the heaven and earth, and he vaguely felt the strange scene that could not be seen with the naked eye.
The red color in front of me is like a red sun rising from the sky to the earth, and from the earth to the sky. It is bright and full of Sanskrit music and Zen singing, as if gods and Buddhas have come to the world.
The extremely rich scent of incense radiated throughout the city.
Not far away, black mist surged, as if there was a dark moon rising above the mountains and forests, and the cold air flowed out like a tide, as if it was in front of or close to you.
Not far away from it, a red-eyed wolf stood on the top of the mountain, roaring towards the sky, violent and fierce.
Between the two, there is a billowing white mist, and there seems to be a human figure looming in the middle. Wherever you look through the secluded space, you can't seem to see clearly, only a pair of golden vertical pupils can be vaguely seen.
The auras of the four Martial Saints soared into the sky without concealment, creating a turbulent wave behind them that only a few people could detect under the naked eye.
The auras of the four people are very different. They may be strong or weak, but they are all in their own way. However, compared with the one on the top of the mountains, who is vast, ancient, and has a cave like a statue of a god, they seem to pale in comparison.
'The old demon of Black Mountain, the Dharma King of the Red Sun, Zhuoli Getu, the Lord of the Heavenly Wolf Court, the Dharma King of the Dark Moon, Tantai Mie...'
Five martial saints gathered at the Seven Kills Mountain!
Yang Yu couldn't help but condensed in his heart and looked to the opposite side.
Zhang Xuanba sat as steady as a mountain, pouring tea and tasting tea, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, as if it was not him who was targeted by the five martial saints.
Under the threat of the auras of the five Martial Saints, he remained calm and calm, without any change in his expression.
"Suffering?"
The Dharma King of the Red Sun raised his brows, but then calmed down:
"The tide has been rising and falling for three thousand years. We were born in a world where the old and the new are alternating. We are adhering to the great destiny given by heaven, and we must embark on the unfinished road of the ancient gods and Buddhas.
Speaking of serious illness, you who cling to the general's martial destiny are the real serious illness!"
Martial luck!
With one word spoken, the Red Sun Dharma King's spirit calmed down, and he seemed to have vomited out all his fears.
For more than three thousand years since ancient times, there have been very few martial saints. The fundamental reason is that the heaven and earth have changed and their spiritual energy has become so thin that it is shocking.
Therefore, for thousands of years, many masters and great masters have been finding new ways to cultivate themselves and came into being.
Many martial saints in the world have made breakthroughs in this way.
Zhang Xuanba, based on three thousand years of martial arts, became a martial saint!
Starting from Lu Chen, through Bodhidharma and sloppy Taoists, martial arts has evolved for more than three thousand years, and has reached an unprecedented peak in this world.
Adhering to three thousand years of martial arts, Zhang Xuan dominated the world, never failed, surpassed his predecessors, and became the number one martial artist in the three thousand years!
However, changes in the sky are coming, magical masters are emerging one after another in the world, and martial arts has shown its decline.
But if that were the case, Zhang Xuanba, who possesses the ultimate Taoist rank of ‘Qingtianshashaji’, would not be affected, but he chose to give up the Taoist fruit and magical power.
The rise and fall of one's own life and death are completely bound to martial arts and are inseparable.
Therefore, Zhang Xuanba today is even more unfathomable than he was back then, but there is no fear in his heart, but a faint sense of pity.
"Martial luck..."
Yang Yu felt a move in his heart, but he wasn't too surprised.
Although he didn't ask any more questions along the way, he could infer something from the few words he said. He also knew that this man was out of seclusion this time, so he probably had something to hide.
Now after hearing what the Red Sun Dharma King said, I had some vague guesses.
The military fortune has been in decline since its peak, and it seems that it is about to end?
"I am poor in literature and rich in martial arts, but emperors seek immortality. The immortal way is so subtle that it is difficult for the world to reach it. Your martial arts is about to be exhausted, but you don't know that if there are people in the world, the martial arts will continue!"
Zhang Xuanba looked calm:
"You were born in this world where the old and the new are changing. You think you are great, but you don't know that martial arts was born at the beginning of this calamity. In the future, it will become popular in the world!"
Yang Yu reached out and poured him another cup of tea.
"You gave up the path too early. I heard that you didn't even complete the ritual, and you don't know the essence of the immortal path. It's not surprising that you would have this idea."
The Red Sun Dharma King did not refute, but still shook his head:
"There may still be people who will practice martial arts in the future, but it will definitely be a helpless move to settle for the next best thing. People have been seeking immortality for thousands of years. Throughout the ages, who doesn't want to become an immortal or a Buddha?"
The King of the Red Sun has no prejudice against martial arts. In fact, he is also a martial saint. He is well aware of the power of martial arts attacks. If he does not have great magical powers, he will be killed instantly if he is close to him.
only……
"It's a pity that martial arts has no future, and immortals and Buddhas have no end. Compared with a mortal body, I would rather..."
"Everything that is supposed to come has come. It seems that there is no point in waiting any longer..."
After shaking the tea cup and drinking it all in one gulp, Zhang Xuanba stood up and interrupted him.
Boom!
Just a small movement like getting up, there seemed to be thunder exploding between heaven and earth.
No, it doesn’t seem like it!
Yang Yu suddenly raised his head and felt an indescribable powerful aura rising from the ground, like the legendary iron needle that stirred up the vast oceans of the world, causing the storm to stir.
In less than a moment, the clear, cloudless sky was already filled with dark clouds like dragon scales.
The sky turned dark for a moment!
"Celestial phenomena change!"
There was a sound of shock inside and outside Hanbei City.
It was Yang Yu, Tie Tafa's eyelids jumped.
Once a grand master warrior enters the realm of unity between heaven and man, his own aura is connected to the outside world, and the illusion of his own body will be faintly changed.
The places where the legendary gods and Buddhas live often become blessed places, caves, and fairy mountains and holy places. This is why.
Before the Yuanci True Body Technique broke through to the seventh level, Yang Yu could already slowly change the illusion he was in, but the change was subtle and gentle, moistening things silently like spring rain.
But at this moment, Zhang Xuanba's aura was surging, and the auras of the six giants at that time were vibrating. In just a moment, the entanglement and collision of qi machines actually affected the changes in the celestial phenomena for dozens of miles around!
Boom!
Much faster than everyone else's thinking.
The moment Zhang Xuanba made a move to get up, the Buddha's chariot had already exploded into pieces. The moment before, the Dharma King of the Red Sun had been adhering to his destiny and wanted to see the path of the immortals.
Already, amid the reverberation of the thunderous explosion cloud, he burst out several miles away.
His speed was extremely fast, and his momentum was extremely fierce. Yang Yu could clearly see that wherever his body touched, the ubiquitous air currents were shattered as if they were substantial.
Surrounded by that fiery blood energy, it was like a comet dragging the destroying tail flames in the sea of stars.
His reaction was not unpleasant. Yang Prison thought to himself that without preparation, even his archery skills might not be able to stop this person.
However, just for a moment, the rising air explosion cloud had no time to spread before it was mercilessly pierced and blasted to pieces by a palm!
"You want to be an immortal Buddha? Learn to be a human being first!"
Buzz!
Yang Prison felt the shaking of the earth, and the whole long street was trembling.
At this moment, he finally saw his move.
It’s not Zhang Xuanba who broke through in the illusion of Liuji Mountain and had no time to consolidate, but King Zhao of Xifu who dominates the world for a while!
"You don't know how, I'll teach you!"
The calm voice, regardless of the distance in the void, rang in everyone's ears and hearts.
Then, the palm suddenly turned over and pinched together.
boom!
The moment his five fingers pinched together, all the onlookers, including Yang Yu who was very close at hand, saw everything in front of them.
It was as if all the airflow, light, and their gazes were caught in that palm!
Boom!
A moment later, with a thunderous explosion and dust billowing into the sky, the wall of Hanbei City, which was more than ten feet high, collapsed!
"how dare you?!"
In the dust, the voice of the Red Sun Dharma King lost the calmness before, replaced by rage and a trace of imperceptible fear.
It's not like he didn't expect Zhang Xuanba to take action again.
But I never expected that at this moment when Eight Thousand Mysterious Armors were away, facing the five of them alone, especially when the Black Mountain Old Demon had been building up his power for many years, he would take the initiative to take action.
You know, with the same half-foot crossing the threshold, the Black Mountain old demon has four more magical powers than him and has practiced cultivation for seven generations!
If you take action first, its harmonious and invincible momentum will be broken!
"I wasted so much time waiting, but only four of you losers came!"
There was a strong wind blowing in Hanbei City. Zhang Xuanba was hunting in single clothes and strode forward:
"Forget it, I'll beat you to death and then worry about the rest."
Boom!
The landing was like a hammer and a drum, and the whole city was shaken.
Roar~
Ang~
At this moment, there seemed to be a roar of dragons and hisses coming out of the body, echoing inside and outside the city.
Visible to the naked eye, substantial Zhen Gang overflowed from the pores all over Zhang Xuanba's body, shining like gold, smoothing the wind and frost on his face and uplifting his body.
Boom~
The mighty blood filled the city.
Countless people looked at him in horror. This kind of blood was really extremely tyrannical and extremely powerful.
"ah!"
At the moment when blood energy burst out, many evil masters from the Seven Kills Palace inside and outside the city could not help but scream. The altars where they had been worshiping for many days collapsed and shattered one after another.
I don't know how many people spilled their blood on the altar, and they were horrified.
In a trance, I only felt that there was a dragon and elephant crossing the sky to suppress the universe. When it reached the sun, there was a long hiss, and the evil worship was wiped out.
Huhu~
The clouds were thick and the wind was blowing.
At the foot of the Seven Kills Mountain and outside the Hanbei City, there was already a sea of flying sand and rocks. The Red Sun Dharma King suddenly retreated ten miles. The blood stains on the Qiqiao were not yet dry. The Dark Moon Dharma King and others also came down the mountain.
The golden light danced like a cloak, and Zhang Xuanba, who had lost his old age and looked like a middle-aged man, raised his eyes, sneered, stepped, punched, and made a sound that moved the world.
Overbearing, scornful:
"The road to becoming a Buddha is long, but you can't make it. The road to the west is short, so let's go together!"
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