Chapter 829 Yulong traveled eighty thousand miles and pushed through thirteen states with his fists!
Boom!
The misty snowy sky seemed to be filled with terrifying fist prints at this moment.
The vast gathering of Qi and blood is like the light of the sun, pure and violent, as if even the void cannot bear it, and will be pierced by a punch!
Just as the old demon said, within Yang Yu's punch, although his energy and blood were stimulated to the extreme, he did not use any magical power.
But his martial arts practice is now at its peak. Even without the support of someone who can shake the heavens and shake the earth, the power of his fists is enough to move anyone in the world.
The qi, blood, and soul of the old woman who had been practicing for three thousand years in the Seal of Sacrifice was like the hottest flame in the world, burning away the impurities and pushing his qi, blood, true energy, and true power to an extremely high level in one fell swoop.
Now, in terms of pure martial arts practice, he asked himself that he was only half as good as Zhang Xuanba, who had only half a foot in the human-immortal realm.
Boom! The punch falls and people fly!
With just one blow, the formation set up by the Seventh Generation Black Mountain Old Demon completely collapsed, and six people flew out. Only the Seventh Generation Old Demon, who looked like a boy, suddenly pulled away before the fist light reached his body, and retreated several miles away.
land.
But once he retreats, the eight-generation old demon will no longer have any room to retreat, and he will no longer retreat! "Yang Yu, how dare you bully me like this!"
The eyebrows trembled violently, and the old Black Mountain demon stopped in his steps, with anger flashing in his eyes. In the nearly two hundred years since he reached his seventh life, has he ever been so despised?
Nameless anger stopped his steps, and immediately, the dim light lingering around him began to flow into his five fingers.
Zheng~
In an instant, the sky and the earth shook, and a sharp and extremely sharp sword sound resounded on both sides of the river. The sound of the sword sound seemed to be real.
The moment the sound wave sounded, with the faint light as the center, the area of ten feet, twenty feet or even several miles was completely black. Everyone's eyes instantly lost their ability to capture the outside world!
This is different from the deprivation of the five senses by the Night Demon Sword, but at this moment, the extremely sharp blade light has exceeded the limit that the naked eye can bear.
The body automatically avoids the capture of the sword light!
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were filled with darkness. Only Yang Yu, who was stepping forward and fisting, could see clearly. A dark black sword light, shaped like a full moon, suddenly appeared in the void, covering himself in it. Its light
The ferocity reached the extreme, and everyone who saw the sword unsheathed shed tears of blood in their eyes. "Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword!"
The furious old demon actually abandoned his magical power in the midst of this lightning and flint, and replaced it with the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword that he had practiced for more than 800 years!
It takes seven lives of suffering to become a martial saint.
Even though after seven lifetimes, his mind is no longer focused on martial arts, his foundation is so profound that this demon sword is also at the twelfth level.
The ultimate in martial arts!
"Is the twelfth rank really the ultimate in martial arts?"
The light of the fist traveled to the sky, and Yang Yu's heart was filled with waves for a moment.
Limit, for a warrior, is never an honor, especially for a warrior who has reached this level. But no matter how he thinks about it, the twelfth rank seems to be the limit of ordinary martial arts.
Back then, Zhang Xuanba did not exceed this category, and today’s Black Mountain old demon has no Zheng either!!~~~
The harsh sound of metal and iron clashed, erupting at the moment when swords and fists met!
Before the sound waves could spread, terrifying ripples had already set off waves of surging air all around!
Like the roaring waves of an angry sea, like floods bursting through embankments, they pile up one after another, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and suddenly surge out in all directions with the force of washing the heaven and earth!
Boom!
Like a strong wind passing by, even though they were miles apart, the ripples were still involved in the crowd of spectators. Those with advanced practices could still hold on, but those with weak foundations were almost blown away like scarecrows. Domination Fist!
Three Yin Demon Killing Knife!
This is the ultimate collision of martial arts!
Even if they were affected by the aftermath, many great master-level warriors were unwilling to take even a step back and watched the fierce confrontation between the two unparalleled powerhouses.
At this moment, the martial arts will of the two was so strong that even the warriors who were far away from each other and had not been affected could not help but tremble.
"It's so ferocious."
On the branch of an old tree at the city gate, there is a man with crazy hair (this chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue)
The chaotic middle-aged man suddenly stood up straight, his restrained energy almost unable to be hidden.
At that moment, the auras erupted from the two men were so terrifying that he, who was also a Martial Saint, could not help but tremble in his heart, and completely gave up all thoughts of quarreling with these two men.
"The outcome has been decided"
Glancing at the chaotic Seven Kills King's City behind him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth. This city contains hundreds of years of accumulation of the Heavenly Wolf Royal Court.
But before the thought could pass by, his mind was suddenly shaken, and when he suddenly raised his head, he saw a large area of ink surging where the two of them intertwined!
At this moment, no one can see the confrontation between the two, only the voice as clear as a dragon is still echoing:
"Second punch!" Boom!
Between the billowing black mist, the blazing fist light flashed from time to time. Every time the fist light rose, there was a dull explosion that spread through the vibration of the earth and spread to miles or even ten miles away.
The black mist surged violently, and the two collided faster than anyone imagined. It seemed like only a few moments, but already,
"The tenth punch!" Boom!
Like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, after this punch, the violent shock was still there, but there seemed to be a moment of silence. "Zhang Xuanba, you are finally one step ahead of me. Even if you are dead, you are still blocking my path."
The cold and indifferent sound penetrated many ripples like a thunder dragon, echoing inside and outside the royal city, up and down the river.
The black energy surged like a tide, even overwhelming the shocking collision between the two. 咻咻咻咻~~~
At the same time, the bodies of the worlds that were sent flying by the old demon also responded one after another.
They were either unwilling, angry, calm, or smiling bitterly. But they all rushed into the black mist like moths to a flame.
"well"
The last person walking was the seventh-generation old demon who looked like a young boy. He took a deep look at the Seven Kills King's City in the wind and snow, and did not enter the black mist.
"Jie, catastrophe, catastrophe!"
On the bank of the river, in the black light of the tide, the old demon opened his arms wide, and the red-gold fist marks penetrated from his chest to his back, and his muscles and bones were broken.
But his expression was wilder than ever before, and it seemed as if men, women, old and young were singing the sound of "Nai" coming from his mouth:
"I will fight for one immortal with eight lifetimes!" Boom!
While the man roared, he breathed irregularly, and the actual compass suddenly floated into the air, bursting out an even more terrifying black mist to prepare for the possible impact.
At this moment, the Black Mountain Old Demon only felt that the black mist was like the most terrifying flame in the world, and his body was burning and melting violently.
And what is faster than him is his body in all worlds.
From the first life to the seventh life, they disappeared as quickly as bubbles, assimilated by the black mist, and then flowed back like a tide, turning into more terrifying firewood, boiling themselves.
The eight lifetimes of practice are integrated into one body at this moment!
His power, accompanied by the violent surge of black mist, seemed to be expanding without limit. However, there was no excitement in his heart, only strong sadness and unwillingness.
too early!
According to his prediction, the eight worlds will be unified three hundred years later, when the change in the sky becomes extremely intense.
At that time, after practicing for three hundred years in eight lifetimes, they all reached the limit, and the "Beidou Dao Fruit" was forcibly brought into the world and refined.
However, at this moment, he had to
The person in front of him was so tyrannical that he couldn't ignore it. His martial arts might not be as good as Zhang Xuanba's back then.
But he is not Zhang Xuanba.
He also possesses many magical powers! "Yang Yu!"
Looking out of the black mist with cold eyes, he was ready for Yang Yu's surprise attack. However, it was beyond his expectation.
On the bank of the river, Yang Yu lightly pressed his saber, but he had no intention of making a sudden attack.
"Are the eight lifetimes one?"
Yang Yu lowered his eyes and pressed the knife.
According to what Hanyue Sanren or Wang Muzhi said, the great fortune of heaven and earth in the next three hundred years will be between the white mountains and the black waters.
The old demon of Black Mountain will stand on top of the world for more than three hundred years, and even the old woman who lives in the world will die at his hands.-
It’s not that he didn’t believe what they said, it’s just that he was pregnant (This chapter is not finished, click on the next page to continue)
Tongyou, he understands fate better than anyone else, and knows better that what is done is not destined.
Buzz~
It seemed like a long time, but in fact it was only two moments. The diffuse black mist went back against the current and disappeared in an instant.
There was no more black smoke in the place, and the body of the eighth-generation old demon was no longer there. Instead, there was a young Taoist priest wearing black and white Taoist robes.
This Taoist has a very special pair of eyes, so black that there is no white at all. In addition, his entire face is as smooth as a mirror, and his mouth, nose, and ears are missing!
The thick dark light flowed around his body like water waves. It was so strong that it turned into substance, the will of martial arts!
"He He"
Those who dared to watch the battle at this moment were definitely not ordinary people. Some people even saw the old demon's current state clearly from a few miles away, and couldn't help but feel very excited.
The middle-aged man with disheveled hair under the city wall couldn't help but twitch his eyelids. The moment he saw this man, he smelled extremely strong malice!
This doesn't look like a person, but more like a legendary monster! "Huh?"
Yang Yu's expression had always been calm, but at this moment he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
For the old monster of Black Mountain, even with his current practice, he will never be underestimated.
However, with the experience of eight confrontations between Yang Ni and Yang Ni in the mirage realm surging in his mind, up until this moment, he had really experienced no disturbance.
But at this moment, I was a little surprised.
Eight generations merged into one, which also happened in the Mirage Realm. Yang Ni led an overwhelming army of living dead to overthrow the entire Seven Kills Mountain, forcing the old demon to fight to the death.
It's just that the old demon who merged into one at that time was a deformed monster with half of its limbs missing. "Things in the world are not as satisfactory as they should be. Maybe you are my doom."
The familiar tone seems to be mixed together, and the weird accent makes anyone who hears it can't help but feel terrified.
"Ventriloquism? It seems that you are not doing this deliberately, but that you haven't mastered the practice yet?"
Comparing what he saw and heard in the mirage realm, Yang Yu instantly thought of the "Seven-orificed Stone Monkey" in his acupoints. Doesn't the old demon at this moment look like a stone monkey that has not yet given birth to a crotch?
"This old demon actually wants to reshape his body through eight lifetimes of cultivation?!" The man who was reading the sophora wood token was shocked.
Even now that Dao Fruits are being born one after another, why do many of the Ten Capital Lords still want to practice martial arts at the same time, and for this reason they are willing to stay for tens or even hundreds of years before breaking through?
It is precisely because, after being promoted to Martial Saint, he has climbed up the ranks! This old demon
"How can we be perfect without three hundred years of practice?"
The reborn old demon stretched out his palm, feeling the slightest changes in himself and his surroundings, and tears seemed to flow down his face.
The old demon is crying!
Seeing this scene, not to mention everyone watching the battle, even Yang Yu couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.
Not to mention Martial Saints, Grand Masters, even quasi-grandmasters who have never cast hundreds of scriptures, their control over themselves has already been minimal.
Even though I was in extreme pain and fear, I still shed few tears.
Not to mention a top martial arts figure like the old monster of Heishan! "It's not good, it's not good."
The people watching the battle along the river felt their hair stand on end, but the middle-aged man with disheveled hair at the corner of the city wall turned around and retreated into the city.
It seems that I don’t dare to stay outside the city alone.
"Yang Yu, you have ruined my path. The path that I started in my eighth life has been interrupted by you." Looking at Yang Yu, the old demon's voice was extremely calm:
"I will destroy all the people in this world who are related to you, and their souls will be robbed!!!"
It was calm and quiet, but the cold was more severe than the deep winter outside the Great Wall. The terrifying power caused a large amount of black river water to rise into the sky!
There is no hysteria, but this kind of calmness is more violent and terrifying than any roar.
At this moment, everyone who heard these words could not help but feel hatred for heaven, earth, and everything.
Hate that will last forever, even if the universe is destroyed, the hatred will be indelible! "Ah!"
Someone roared, and they were actually controlled by that hatred, and they rushed towards Yang Prison with great madness! One, ten. (This chapter is not finished, click on the next page to continue)
Before the old demon finished speaking, everyone on both sides of the river, no matter friends or foes, no matter what their cultivation level was, all rushed towards Yang Prison!
If you hate it to the extreme, you won't be afraid even if the earth is falling apart. Anger!
Even the Taoist Zhenyan in the Sophora Token was in a trance for a moment, as if he was about to be frightened by his will! "It's a pity that you don't have that chance!"
At this time, the same calm voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, and the huge impact instantly dispelled the hatred in their hearts.
"Today, you will die!"
The people who were rushing to kill suddenly woke up, sweating profusely, and did not even dare to watch the battle. They fled frantically into the distance.
Only a few people fell to the ground, concentrating hard to resist the impact of two substantial and terrifying wills. Buzz~
Three colors of light, red and gold mixed with thunder, surged out from the center of his eyebrows like water waves and flowed to Yang Yu's body.
Zhang Xuanba had already deduced the pinnacle of the Martial Saint, the foundation leading to the realm of human immortality, but was limited by the spiritual power of heaven and earth and could not really step into it.
The unity of spirit and body is the first step towards becoming a human being. Hum~
The stream of light lingers, like armor.
This feeling is very strange, like a talisman or Taoist blessing, but it is far more intuitive and flexible than the first two.
In an instant, Yang Yu has noticed a huge change. This change is not only internal, but also external!
His strength was expanding violently, but his body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, as if he could really fly into the sky with just a little effort.
The constraints imposed by the environment on him, after adding his will, suddenly dropped to a point where he seemed to be unable to notice it even if he didn't concentrate!
This feeling is very wonderful, it’s just that “spirit and body are combined—.”
Even though he only had one pair of eyes, the old demon's expression was changing drastically at this moment. He seemed shocked and alert. But it soon turned into a sneer:
"The union of spirit and body, even Zhang Xuanba could only last for a moment, how long can you last?!" He slowly raised his eyes, glanced at the old demon whose expression seemed to have changed, and Yang Yu stepped forward.
"Eighteen Breaths"
Suddenly, he stepped across the land in one step, as fast as the legendary land shrinking into an inch.
However, with such a fast speed, he did not stir up any air flow at all, let alone produce an air explosion at extreme speed.
But his voice was clearly captured by everyone!
His speed surpassed the sound, but the sound seemed to exceed his speed!
Those who subvert common sense have magical powers, and warriors who combine soul and body are infinitely close to the legend! Phew~
In one breath, Yang Yu had no reservations anymore. With the flash of blazing thunder, the two-edged sword in his waist shook for a long time.
Completely unsheathed! "Kill you, that's enough!"
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