The force is like a bow, and the punch is like an arrow!
The blood that leaked out like a tidal wave was blown away by the wind of the fist in an instant.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, so slowly that almost all the people inside and outside the backyard of the palace saw the palm protruding from the blood of the sea.
the second time?!
The anger in his heart suddenly dissipated. This familiar voice instantly reminded him of the time outside the northwest city many years ago. It was the first time he died in eight hundred years...
"Yang prison!"
The moment the brief thought emerged in his mind, the old demon's eyes became extremely ferocious, and the blade of the sword advanced instead of retreating, turning it into a cut, and flicked it along his arm,
Want to be the leader!
However, within a thousandth of an instant, his eyelids twitched.
In the blood mist, another hand rose up, like jade fingers, and pushed it out!
boom!
This push was so fierce that it reached the extreme!
The old demon felt a chill on his back, and the force of this horizontal push seemed to explode all the air currents and true energy in front of him.
What he noticed was an implicit warning. If this punch hit, he would be completely penetrated immediately!
‘This kid?!’
With a flash of angry thoughts, the old demon's remaining arm had already been raised to his chest, and his fingers turned like a lotus flower to catch the punch.
Boom!
The next moment, smoke and dust filled the air, and the huge backyard of the palace was shaken. The small courtyard that bore the brunt was instantly turned into powder.
The old demon's eyes suddenly turned red. He didn't want to retreat, but he had to retreat, and he retreated violently!
It only took a moment, but it was already enveloped by a heavy blast of strong wind, and it fell back to the outside.
Its speed was so fast that even though it was stronger than the scene in the background, I could only feel a gray line flashing in front of my eyes, penetrating many courtyard walls in the backyard of the palace.
Even the invisible air was knocked out, like a meteor streaking across the sky at high speed.
This scene was so fast that Taoist Yunni didn't even see the afterimage clearly, and he didn't even know why the old demon retreated violently.
All I could see was the three-yin demon-slaying sword intersecting with the jade-like palm...
puff!
The body of flesh and blood can withstand the sword!
The strong wind was blowing dust, and the energy explosion in the palace had not yet settled, but everyone's eyes were attracted by the figure who finally stepped out of the tide of blood.
Either shocked, or happy, or relieved...
"The three yin demon-slaying swords are nothing more than this."
There was a muffled sound, and the extremely condensed Dao Gang was crushed into pieces in front of everyone's horrified eyes!
"This is……"
Among the ruins, the old Black Mountain demon patted the dust on his chest. His clothes were not torn, but no one could see him. The mark of a punch was clearly branded on his chest and reached the back of his heart.
His pupils shrank violently, and his heart was filled with waves.
What moved him was not that the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword was broken, nor that he was repelled, but the terrifying blood energy contained in that punch...
Huhu~
In the dark red wind, Warden Yang stood in mysterious clothes and looked around at everyone. His eyes passed over the old Black Mountain demon and landed on the white dog that could not help but 'whimper' at his feet.
"Good job."
The severe pain that had not subsided day and night for five years finally disappeared, and Yang Yu couldn't help but smile.
It takes a thousand days to raise a dog, but it only takes one moment.
In more than ten years, he has changed his life more than ten times and helped him refine Tao Fruit. Today, Bai Quan is finally a bit more impressive.
The white-haired thin dog has only one magical power, which is 'biting'.
As long as you get close to it and it opens its mouth, you will definitely bite!
That is to say, the realm of the old demon from Black Mountain is too high. If it were an ordinary martial saint, he would be caught off guard and his neck would be bitten off and his head would be chewed into pieces in one bite!
"Ouch!"
The white dog hissed and its hair trembled, perhaps because the owner was behind him. Even though he was injured, he seemed a bit more ferocious than before.
The blood-stained fangs kept rubbing together, and the ferocious look made Qin Si, who was pale-faced, feel a little frightened.
"You actually turned the old witch's sacrifice seal into your own use?!"
After a brief silence, the old demon finally came to his senses, and when he looked at Yang Yu again, his eyes couldn't help but change.
More than a shock?
It’s simply terrifying!
From ancient times to the present, not to mention historical records, even including unofficial history, in the past three thousand years, there has never been another person who can match the richness of the old woman.
Thousands of years of practice, even for a pig, its foundation is immeasurable, not to mention the old woman's talent and understanding, which is truly top-notch.
His practice far exceeds that of any great master or martial sage in ancient and modern times.
Even though he had experienced being killed by a sloppy Taoist, Zhang Xuanba, this was still the case.
It is beyond imagination that the body-sacrifice seal created by such a terrible practice can survive, let alone use it for one's own use?!
"call!"
The long vomiting of blood was like a strong wind passing by, blowing away the blood and smoke.
Caressing the white dog with one hand, Yang Yu's eyes were half open and half closed, feeling the difference between himself and the outside world.
In his body, pale golden blood flowed slowly, drop by drop as transparent as pearls, containing extremely powerful essence.
After five years of collision and tempering, Liansheng's old woman spent her whole life's energy and energy transforming the body-sacrifice seal into one, but he finally reversed it and turned it into firewood, pushing his own energy and energy to an extremely high level.
.
This is far from being a precious elixir. It can be compared with great medicine. This is a huge blessing that ordinary people cannot imagine!
Martial arts begins with blood exchange and runs through the entire martial arts. This is the foundation of martial arts.
The transformed Qi and blood, like a raging tide, kept rolling through his body, causing him to undergo a huge transformation from bottom to top.
Blood, Qi, physique, Henglian, Zhen Gang, five senses...
As a matter of fact, in front of the eyebrows, the Heavenly Eye, which has been unable to be touched for many years, is now hot, as if something is about to change.
"No wonder Han Yue, a person who is very good at sneaking into the camp, would..."
With one palm breaking the sword's blade and one punch retreating, the old demon's heart was shaking, but he was not calm on the outside.
He had never been so embarrassed in his life.
However, his question received no response, and the angry thoughts in his heart were completely suppressed before they could even pass through his mind.
Because on the other side, Yang Prison has already moved.
boom!
When one foot falls, the earth shakes!
It was just a step forward. To Yang Yu, it was just an ordinary step. But in the eyes of other people in the backyard of the palace, this was more than earth-shattering.
Buzz!
Yu Jing staggered to his feet, but he felt that his eyes were all red, and the indescribable surge of blood seemed to have dyed half of the sky the color of blood and fire.
Outside, it was as if the entire palace was burning!
No, it's more like a great sun descending on the ground, one day for one place, and two suns shining together!
"This this……"
Taoist Yunni's vision went dark, and the talismans surrounding him fell to the ground with a clang. This was simply terrifying to his eyes!
Blood and Qi are the foundation of human body and the basis of essence, energy and spirit.
The pure masculine blood can burn ghosts and ghosts, the killing blood on the battlefield can suppress Taoism, and the martial saint's energy can even affect supernatural powers.
However, this impact is minimal.
At least, his talisman can bless the Martial Saint without being shattered by the impact of energy and blood. The talisman can even withstand the attack of the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword.
But at this moment, he received a huge impact, and his talisman actually fell to the ground!
Although this was due to the decline of his divine will after the battle, it also showed how terrifying the sudden appearance of Qi and blood at this moment was.
"Is this still a human?!"
Boom!
This scene was already extremely terrifying in the eyes of onlookers. The old Black Mountain demon who bore the brunt of it had his clothes and long hair flying, and he felt the bone-chilling murderous intent.
In a daze, he felt that he had fallen into a sea of intertwined energy and blood, floating like a small boat, falling out of the realm of unity between heaven and man.
Just like back then, the people at the foot of Qi Sha Mountain,
"Zhang Xuanba..."
Lowering his eyes and exhaling, the old demon took a step forward, his true energy vibrated, his energy and blood boiled, and in an instant, a bone-chilling chill suddenly descended.
"Sanyin, demon-slaying knife!"
Boom!
In less than a moment, the earth-shattering intersection has already arrived in the palace.
Light!
Everything as far as the eye can see is filled with light.
Not only the backyard, the palace, but even the entire northwest city can be seen.
Large clouds of dust rose into the sky, carrying the rolling air waves and spreading in all directions, like the most violent and terrifying hurricane, blowing sand and rocks into the streets!
"With this kind of manpower, it's almost like a divine battle!"
Several miles away, on a tall building, feeling the heat wave hitting their faces, Hanyue Sanren could not help but feel shaken in their hearts and sigh.
A great master can defeat thousands of armies.
The Martial Saint is already the power of the enemy country.
Except for the past four hundred years, the martial saints of any dynasty are almost like gods on land, worshiped by thousands of people.
But the two people confronting each other at this moment are no longer ordinary martial saints.
"The closer the heavenly changes are, the closer the gods and Buddhas are."
Putting his hands in his sleeves, Hanyue Sanren raised his eyes and looked up, only to see dark clouds gathering in the sky to cover the sky. The collision of qi caused all the celestial phenomena to be triggered:
"Master, your practice is still much better than that of your disciples. What is recorded in your tide theory is becoming reality bit by bit..."
The two qi forces collided in his eyes, setting off layers of spiritual energy fluctuations invisible to ordinary people.
Compared with last year, this year's spiritual energy is stronger, and the power that can be exerted, whether it is Taoism, magical power, or even martial arts, is changing.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Qi and blood, martial arts, horizontal training, magical powers...
In an instant, within the palace, the two masters had collided more than ten times.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
In the midst of the hurricane, the old Black Mountain demon looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound coming from his mouth was like the trembling sound of a magic sword being unsheathed.
It doesn’t look like it!
As he let out a long roar, his whole body was completely enveloped by the sword, and the extremely sharp and dark red "magic sword" burst out from his limbs and bones.
Zhengzhengzheng~~~
This scene is very similar to Mu Qingliu's innate invisible body-breaking sword energy, but it seems more domineering and vicious!
In an instant, the sky dimmed, and a mouthful of divine sword was half out of the body. At first glance, it seemed that the person's body was penetrated by random knives, but in fact, it was an indescribable torrent of sword energy.
Rolling out of its body, like sword-shaped dragons born in the midst of killing, they carry the wind, dance across the sky, and slay the enemy!
Eight generations of practice, eight generations of martial saints, and eight kinds of magical powers are in the body. Even though the bodies are different, the nature, martial arts, and magical powers are all different.
But with eight generations in one body, the Black Mountain Old Demon can use far more methods than anyone imagined!
At this moment, he unleashed a powerful blow, fully demonstrating his terrifying practice!
One after another, the swords and dragons intertwined in vertical and horizontal directions, rolling and moving. It was a violent and powerful force that would submerge the mountains in front of it and blast through the sky in front of it.
That is, the magical power of Seven Kills!
Phew~
Yang Yuyi's hair moved, no one in the world could remain unmoved when faced with the attacks of these sword dragons, and he was no exception.
But under such fierce momentum, his expression became more and more calm and cold. He just slowly raised his right arm, pinched his five fingers, and slowly pushed it out.
Buzz!
A flat punch without any clever tricks, but with a powerful force that shook the world, it burst out immediately.
The hot and surging blood burned to the extreme, and it burst out from the edge of his fist, but there was no warmth at all, instead, a cold wind blew!
Huhuhu~
The cold wind blows, as if midwinter is coming.
Visible to the naked eye, wherever the wind of his fist was directed, there was condensation of white frost all around, and in the cold wind, it seemed as if there was wind and snow coming from the sky.
The Golden Buddha congratulated, the reason why Yang Yu's heart was shaken by a book was not because it contained many mysteries, nor was it the secret method of uniting soul and body that moved his heart.
Instead, the four words "Four Symbols of Heaven's Will" on the page of the book express the essence of his more than 20 years of practice.
After reading hundreds of classics, studying all the schools, and integrating all the divine skills into one body, Yang Yu realized that there are only four words, four phenomena of heaven's will.
The four images of heaven are actually one, and the four images are the heavenly phenomena.
After five years of hard work and transformation of blood and energy, his boxing skills finally broke through to the eleventh level, four images, and transformed into celestial images.
And this punch is nothing else.
Over the years, there has been an absence that hundreds of millions of people around the world cannot forget, the big snowstorm!
Following the example of humans may be the end, following the example of Heaven may be just the beginning!
call!
In just a moment, the fist and the sword had already met in full view of everyone.
But this time, there was no friction between Qi, blood and Zhen Gang, and not even a ripple spread. Wherever the fist wind passed, it was like heavy snow.
The dragon with criss-crossed swords looked extremely frightened and angry, but was frozen in mid-air amid the cold wind and heavy snow.
boom!
Then, a punch that was neither high nor low, neither light nor heavy, like a dragonfly touching water, landed on the old demon's chest and then withdrew itself.
The victory or defeat has been decided!
Until this moment, everyone inside and outside the palace breathed a sigh of relief, and soon their hearts were filled with awe.
In this frontier place, the reputation of the Black Mountain Old Demon is far greater than that of Fan Ruyi, and also greater than that of the old woman Lisheng who is only known to a few people.
And this was the second time he died in the northwest.
And unlike the first time when he exchanged his life for his life, this time, the king of the northwest, who had only been king for a few years, used his majestic momentum to crush him.
This is true invincibility!
call!
After a moment of silence, there was a strong wind.
"After all, I have neglected my martial arts. My defeat is not unjust, not unjust..."
In the dust, the old demon's aura slipped from the peak, and a touch of white frost also went down from top to bottom, covering his face, then to his chest, abdomen, limbs...
Looking at Yang Yu, who looked calm in the cold wind but had an aura as arrogant as a bird, a light of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes:
"Today, you defeated me. It was beyond my power. It was God's will..."
He was staring at Yang Prison.
This wasn't the first time the two met, or even the first time they fought, but even when he came here in hiding, he never had such a strong understanding.
'The person in front of me is the biggest disaster before I become enlightened...'
Kakakka~
Yang Yu relaxed his fingers, and his blood was surging to the extreme. Once again, it exceeded his physical strength. It was difficult for him to restrain such strong energy even if he held up to the sky.
"Failure is defeat!"
Holding his own talisman, Taoist Yunni was extremely heartbroken. When he looked at the old demon from Black Mountain, he was filled with hatred:
"Old demon, is it God's will that you defeated Northwest twice?"
"You don't understand."
Like the ice sculpture, the old demon glanced at him lightly, and his eyes fell on Yang Yu:
"You should understand that you can't keep those things..."
Click!
Yang Yu responded with a flick of his finger.
With just one flick, the eight-foot-high ice sculpture was filled with cracks and shattered instantly. When the wind blew, not even a trace of flesh and blood was left behind:
"If you have the seed, come and get it!"
I have something to do today, so I'm a little late. Good night everyone. By the way, I recommend a book called "Swallowing Martial Arts: Starting from the Fake Prince". I feel pretty good about myself.