The moment 'Zhang Yuanzhu' stepped out of the door, many people present had already vaguely guessed what was going on.
But when they saw the fist print protruding from behind the door, everyone, including Yang Yu, couldn't help but feel his breath stagnate.
"Prince Zhao..."
As if being burned by fire, everyone in front and behind the door, except Yang Yu, subconsciously stepped back and stayed away.
Kakakka~
The illusory portal seems to be groaning, as if it cannot carry the breath of the person behind it.
Then, under everyone's gaze, a tall figure with a height of more than nine feet stepped out from behind the door.
boom!
As this figure appeared, the vast and domineering aura surged like an angry tide, trampling madly in all directions.
Standing three feet in the air, this illusory nine-foot body stirred up a frenzy just by standing still.
"Old Prince..."
At this moment, Yang Yu's eyes couldn't help but move.
The figure in front of me is not the young King Zhao who has just become a martial saint and is still a young man in the process of refining the 'Nine Ox and Two Tiger' recipe.
Nor is it the old-fashioned Zhang Xuanba from Qishashan.
But it is Prince Zhao of Xifu who has fully unleashed his fighting power and wants to fight the enemy to the death without any reservation!
Really, the pinnacle of martial arts!
"This old witch..."
Mu Qingliu's face was extremely ugly.
Compared with magical powers, Taoism and martial arts, the most different thing is that the first two do not make sense at all!
Whether it is Taoism or magical power, it all comes from Tao and Fruit, from heaven and earth!
Its mysteries are beyond the ability of humans to pry into, and the terrifying effects it can exert are often beyond the scope of what ordinary people can understand.
At this time, he couldn't understand how this old witch managed to imprint so many great masters on the back of the door for her own use...
"Zhang Xuanba!"
Only half of the Buddha's face is left, and it seems to have changed. In memory, there is a firelight flickering in the eye sockets of the stone carving:
"Junior sister, your book of heroes is really extraordinary..."
"I heard that you once followed him as a disciple for more than a month? But I don't know whether you, the half-disciple, are better than the master, or is it the master, better than you, the half-disciple?"
The voice of the old woman in black came out from the void, underground, and behind the door at the same time. She ignored Lu Chen and focused all her energy on Qunying Lu and the young swordsman in front of the door.
In the previous battle, she really suffered a loss, a big loss!
This person not only refined his own Sacrifice Seal, but also used her Taoist skills in a way that she could not understand.
No one responded to her, and Yang Yu did not care about a dead person in his heart. His attention was all on the tall figure in front of the door.
He had no way of understanding the old witch's art, but he really felt the familiar aura.
And, will!
"Haha, you will know soon!"
There are several incarnations of the same origin, but their personalities are different. Compared with the old woman in white, she appears colder.
She seemed to enjoy the shocked, fearful, and angry looks of everyone inside and outside the valley, but soon she turned into a ferocious and angry look:
"kill him!"
"careful……"
Feng Wushuang and everyone else retreated one after another. Zhang Dong shook his sore arm, feeling his teeth sore.
But the words from before were still ringing in my ears, and now I could only grit my teeth and say:
"King Yang, just take action. If I try this hard, even if the real King Zhao is resurrected, I can still bother him for a while. Don't worry..."
Zhang Dong's message transmission was very fast, but he discovered something was wrong faster.
The 'figure' standing in the air did not move...
Buzz!
When several people were shocked, a large stream of light burst out again.
Then, one after another figures stepped out from the door and started killing everyone.
"killed……"
"Kill who?!"
The flames and clouds surged violently, interrupting the demonic sounds coming from all directions.
At the same time, in the fantasy world of immortals and demons far away, Lu Chen, who was playing with the 'Xuan Stone' and looking at it from afar, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
"He can actually do this?!"
"You're not dead?!"
The huge roar drowned out the frightened and angry voice of the old woman in black. It originated from the sea of magma and fire, seemed to be connected to the void, and the huge portal that seemed to be illusory and illusory suddenly shattered!
Afterwards, there was the heroic voice of the great bell:
"One punch!"
"You're not dead?! Impossible! Impossible!"
The extremely frightened and angry sounds echoed inside and outside the valley. Under the strong wind, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Because the one who took action was not anyone present, but Zhang Xuanba who walked out of the illusory portal!
"you?!"
Zhang Dong, who was ready to move forward, suddenly retreated, looking at the tall figure with extremely horrified eyes.
"this……"
"Prince Zhao?!"
"What?!"
…
There was an uproar inside and outside the valley. No matter the enemy or friend, everyone was extremely horrified at this moment and stood on the spot.
Only Yang Yu had a thought in his mind, and at the moment when the heart of the old woman in black was shocked and her breath fluctuated, he suddenly activated.
Boom!
The ground, which looked like ruins, was completely shattered under his feet, and surging blood burst out along with the true energy.
In less than a moment, his figure had disappeared from everyone's sight. Only a brilliant fist light, indistinguishable from him, pierced the night!
The people who came here today are all masters and heroes, but at this moment, not many people can react.
It wasn't until the rumbling sound echoed through the night that he suddenly woke up.
"good!"
On the top of the cliff, someone seemed to be stroking his palm and sighing. Then, a palm suddenly appeared in the void and struck the night.
"Ha~"
Even Yu Baimei, who was also a Martial Saint, did not react to this momentary change, but Mu Qingliu did.
Not only did he react, but the sword light that he had suppressed for a long time also burst out. It came later but came first!
Zheng!
Like a waterfall of sword light across the sky, the three-foot iron sword glowed with bloody light, carrying an earth-shattering murderous aura.
He slashed at the palm protruding from the void:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
boom!
Rumble!
The earth-shattering battle broke out in an instant. It was so fast that except for Zhang Dong who could intervene, even Yu Baimei, who was holding the Seven Tribulations Sword, was half a beat slower.
When he stood up with his sword in hand, what he saw before him was a sea of collisions between Qi and Zhen Gang. In the huge valley, smoke and dust billowed, and large tracts of soil and sand were shaken into powder and thrown into the sky.
As strong as he is, he can't interfere at this moment!
boom!
In the night, the fist light bloomed, and the golden light shone through the night of the valley. Under the vibration of the void, a blurry figure was squeezed out of the void!
"Zhang Xuanba!"
At this moment, the old woman in black was extremely frightened and angry.
Even she couldn't understand the changes that happened at this moment.
She never believed that someone could survive the seven nail-headed arrows, but Zhang Xuanba's branded body really broke out of control and backfired on itself, but it was a real thing!
"Zhang Xuanba, you don't want to live even if you die!"
The expression on the face of the old woman in black was extremely ugly, and the backlash of her broken Taoism surged in her heart.
But she didn't even have time to vomit blood.
Because as that fist light came across, a bolt of thunder and lightning arose, and its extremely ferocious figure,
The killer will also follow!
"kill!"
Yang Yu didn't know why the shadow that walked out of the door suddenly came back to bite the old woman, but the familiar will and aura made him know something in an instant.
I also know the meaning of ‘one punch’ in his mouth.
Therefore, he reacted extremely quickly and decisively.
In the blink of an eye, the changes in the Heavenly Thunder of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques have been pushed to the extreme. Based on this, the 'current push' obtained from the Yuanci True Body Technique is several times more powerful than before!
Visible to the naked eye, heavy gas explosion clouds stretched for more than a hundred feet behind him, but no matter how ferocious the explosions were, they could not catch up with him.
And the light from that fist pierced through, lighting up the place where he was going, and the old woman in black who fell out of hiding with an extremely ugly look on her face!
How fast is Yang Prison?
Even someone like the old woman in black couldn't help but shrink her pupils, crush Ru Ling without thinking, and shouted:
"Lu Chen! If I die, you won't be able to live well!"
But before she could even think about it, she saw that extremely pure sword light rising.
She knew very well that Mu Qingliu's swordsmanship skills could never be compared with Lu Chen's, but it was enough to stop him for a while!
Buzz!
Without any hesitation, she directly crushed many Taoist inheritance and magic weapons on her body.
All Taoist techniques, no matter what category, burst out, and their energy blocked him like a tide!
At the same time, under the blessing of various Taoist techniques, the body shape crazily retreated, retreated, and retreated.
boom!
Without any hesitation or dodge, Yang Yu ran straight into the Taoist frenzy at a speed that surpassed everyone present.
At this moment, even the energy, blood, true energy, and magical powers were all activated to the extreme, and they exploded at extremely high speeds driven by electric current.
Yang Yudu was stunned for a moment.
The number of Taoist skills in front of him was outrageous, not only the eighteen previous Taoist skills, but also the 12 superior Taoist skills he knew, such as 'Invulnerable to a Hundred Soldiers' and 'Return to the Other Body'.
There are hundreds of Taoist techniques that he knows, doesn't know, has seen, and hasn't seen before!
And these are all Taoist techniques of level ten or above!
As a result, in Yang Yu's perception, there seemed to be hundreds of martial saints dragging, restraining, attacking, and blocking him!
In less than a thousandth of an instant, the Zhengang that protected his body was crushed, and his entire body was pierced!
This is the death struggle of a being at the pinnacle of the world.
It is enough to die with any master in this world or even in the past three thousand years!
But Yang Yu's eyes did not change at all, and he allowed all kinds of Taoist techniques to consume his flesh and blood.
The long fist was raised, tightly clenched like the dominating fist in the sky, and struck at the old woman in black who was escaping in embarrassment!
"ah!"
The piercing fist light reached her body, and the face of the old woman in black changed drastically. An unprecedented crisis was like an invisible hand, tightly grasping her heart.
At this moment, there were only two paths before her.
Her mind was spinning extremely fast.
A dead fish or a dead net?
No……
"Lu Chen save me!!!"
"He can't save you!"
Yang Yu had no distracting thoughts, not even contempt. The bloody fist marks penetrated many obstacles.
With just one blow, it broke through the body-protecting Zhen Gang, inner armor, horizontal training, and stationary Taoism of the old woman in black...
And just when he was about to smash it completely with the power of his fist, the sound of a huge wave suddenly sounded in his ears.
Wow~
At this moment, he actually had the illusion that he was submerged by the big waves and almost suffocated!
In front of his eyes, a big river suddenly appeared!
No, not just big rivers!
Mountains, rivers, vegetation, mud, sand, fish and birds, and even the hanging sun...
It's like a landscape painting, suddenly appearing in the night, behind the void, it seems real and illusory.
"Save, it can be saved! You have beaten and killed, but it's time to vent your anger..."
In the fairyland, invisible palms seemed to reach out and grab the head, shoulders, arms and legs of the old woman in black:
"After all, she has been practicing for more than three thousand years. It would be a pity to die..."
Boom!
The words conveyed in the illusion suddenly stopped, and an extremely low muffled sound overwhelmed his voice.
In the illusion, Lu Chen took back his palm, which was full of blood and rotten flesh.
He lowered his eyes and looked,
In the night, Yang Yu also slowly closed his palms, and blood flowed down his fingertips:
"You can't be saved!"
After writing, deleting, and deleting, I only wrote 3,000 words in six hours... It’s hard to bear...