The First Cause of All Realms

boom!

Like a meteor falling from the sky, the terrifying force of the terrifying level has instantly stirred the sky into a turbulent ocean tide, and the rolling air waves were squeezed down from top to bottom.

The four Fenghu Yunlong who were in the fist wind only felt a chill in their hearts, and the swift wind slapped on their cheeks, almost unable to open their eyes.

In a trance, I only felt that there was a green dragon poking its claws from the cloud, and it was like an ancient god, pinching the stars as a mallet, the earth as a drum, and smashing down with unparalleled ferocity!

Can't escape!

Seeing the terrifying power of this punch, the hearts of the four of them all jumped wildly, but they didn't have time to be shocked.

boom!

Four muffled thunder-like explosions came from the lower abdomens of the four of them, and in less than an instant, the blood energy that Zhen Gang pushed has flooded the whole body, and it was as red as blood for a while.

The skeletal membrane is generally inflated and inflated, and it really protects the body.

The reaction of the four was not unpleasant. Almost at the moment when the fist wind exploded, the eight arms had already crossed each other, and Gu Dang Zhen Gang was leaning under the fist and above the head.

Immediately, the terrifying fist print fell!

Boom!

Hit the drums hard!

The air waves visible to the naked eye spread out wave after wave in the air like concentric circles.

Then, the eight arms that were inflated to the thickness of an ordinary person's thighs seemed to be punctured by balloons, and blood spurted wildly along with bone scum.

"what!"

Four screams in no particular order.

The eyes of the four Fengyun, Longhu and Tiger were instantly congested, and they felt that an indescribable force penetrated through the body protection and defeated their cross-framed arms.

It was like the rolling down of the Milky Way, instantly submerging everything and filling the whole body.

Crackling!

There was a sound of bones and bones shattering. Immediately, the four of them were like wooden stakes beaten by heavy hammers, smashing through the bluestone floor tiles and submerging into the ground.

One punch!

With just one punch, the four guards of the famous Qingzhou Fenghu Yunlong were completely defeated!

Looking at the real astral air that burst like fireworks, the inside and outside of the courtyard was horrified, and Bu Lingxu, who jumped up the wall, felt a chill in his heart. This kind of power was almost no less than Jilong Mountain at that time.

Compared with Kong, Jilongshan, who has strength but lacks martial arts background, his combat experience and martial arts attainments are far superior!

He probably didn't know when the four Fenghu Yunlong would kill him, but he avoided them at the moment when the four-man attack method showed their edge, and immediately defeated the four of them in one fell swoop.

The collision, which seemed to be a blink of an eye, showed his extremely strong and sensitive fighting talent.

boom!

With one punch, the four of them were defeated, and the powerful anti-shock force made Yang Prison rise several meters high. His clothes were hunting like fire, moving with the wind.

Pulling the white smoke wave generated by the violent friction of the air, it shot towards the backyard.

when!

Almost at the same time as the Dragon Tiger Wind and Cloud was defeated, a sound like the explosion of Huang Zhong Dalu in the temple also reverberated in the backyard.

"Um?!"

At this moment, Yang Yu's powerful eyesight caught everything.

The golden light is like a waterfall, and the lake is surging.

An old monk stood between the waves with his hands clasped together, Yu Wanghai screamed, his arms were like spears, and he slammed heavily on his face with a ferocious real **** that could cut through gold and iron!

boom!

Yang prison fell to the ground with the momentum of wind and thunder, and a large amount of dust was rolled up romantically.

His speed is not unpleasant, from sensing the confrontation between the three people in the courtyard, to defeating the four Fenghu Yunlong, and then to the extreme speed, it was only a dozen or so fingers.

But in such a short period of time, Yu Wanghai didn't hold back either, his blood was boiling, his blood was surging, and the whole person exploded with the most tyrannical blow in his life.

However, not only did he fail to break the body-protecting real gang of the old monk above the lake, but instead shattered his arms, shoulders, real gang, horizontal training, and inner breath.

With only one breath left, he fell to the shore.

This old monk...

Yang Yu's eyes condensed, and Tongyou has been quietly activated.

old monk

Blood Qi is as pale red as a furnace, Dharma proficient in dark green, King Kong is not bad crimson, tenacious and indomitable dark green, motionless as a mountain pale green]

"Amitabha, good, good."

Seemingly aware of the gaze, the old monk recited the Buddha's name, and the golden light spread like waves, pressing down the boiling water in the lake.

"Old monk Yuanjue, this donor is Yang Yu, who has become famous in recent years, Mr. Yang, right? The flying fish suit and the embroidered spring knife are indeed domineering."

"Dayan Academy, King Kong is not bad."

Glancing at Yu Wanghai, who was defeated and lost, Yang Yu's eyes were cold, but he already recognized the old monk's body protection horizontal training method.

Taoism internal practice, Buddhism external practice.

In martial arts, these two schools will always be compared with each other, and Taoism is good at internal training and convincing, while Buddhism's horizontal training is better.

The King Kong in Dayanyuan is well-known in Longyuan Dao and even in the entire martial arts. According to legend, this martial arts was learned by the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism from a shocking supernatural power.

It is one of the thirty-six superior martial arts of Lanke Temple. It is difficult to learn and difficult to master. Except for the nine ancestors of Zen, almost no one has practiced it.

Until a thousand years ago, a handyman monk in Lanke Temple learned this martial arts secretly from nowhere.

That handyman monk didn't have any martial arts accomplishments at all, so he memorized it like swallowing dates.

Not only has he completed his studies, but he has also improved the martial arts that have been silent for many years, greatly lowering the threshold of cultivation. This monk is the founder of the Dayan Academy.

"Master Yang has good eyesight."

The old monk looked at Yang Yu, and his voice could not hide his amazement and curiosity:

"If the old monk is not mistaken, the master's boxing is very similar to that of Zhao Wangye, and the Zhengang is the Qinglong Zhengang passed down directly by King Longyuan."

The old monk's eyes were bright.

He came to Qingzhou not long ago, but along the way, he heard a lot of rumors about the person in front of him. At this time, he was also moved.

He doesn't value the level of blood exchange. There are too many medicinal pills in this world that can elevate this process, so this doesn't mean much.

He has seen too many martial artists who are inferior to the weak crown.

But martial arts attainments, but they cannot be faked. The practice of any martial arts is a process of water grinding, and high-quality martial arts are especially difficult to learn and master.

And just from the previous blow that defeated Fenghu Yunlong, he could see that this was not comparable to those young geniuses he had seen before.

His martial arts attainments were far deeper than he had expected.

Defeating the four with one move requires not only martial arts, but also a keen control of the battle.

What moved him in particular was that style of 'tyrannical fist'.

"I don't know how many similar martial arts in the world are, how can it be seen as Baquan and Qinglong Zhengang?"

Yang Yu's tone was cold:

"It's you, the old monk didn't worship Buddha in the temple, why did he come here to kill?"

Yu Wanghai could not survive.

His perception is so sharp, and when he saw him at first glance, he knew that this old guy had been shattered, and that such an injury was almost hopeless.

It's just that his vitality is strong, and he can still breathe a sigh of relief.

"Amitabha."

Yuanjue no longer speaks.

Yang Yu also looked at Huxin Pavilion, and there was a dim light in the bottom of his eyes that no one noticed.

After Yi Tongyou spied on the old monk's fate, he would never let Nie Wendong go.

It seems to be covered by something.

Possessing a strange treasure?

still……

And in the Huxin Pavilion, Nie Wendong was holding a wine glass and sniffing lightly, and his cold eyes were always looking at Yang Yu. Seeing his gaze, he poured out the wine:

"Master Yang is so majestic and suffocating."

"Master Nie kills people and silences them. That's a really good evil spirit."

Yang Yu's eyes were cold.

The reason why he led people to arrest Yu Wanghai without discussing with Xu Wenji and Qiu Zhanyu was because he was afraid that Nie Wendong would take him out.

Now it seems that he is afraid that he has already plucked himself clean.

"Murder and kill?"

Nie Wendong shook his head:

"This scorpion has used the reputation of this official, and has done mischief in these years, keeping this official in the dark, and even violently assassinated under the inquiry of this official, his crime should be punished!"

"In the dark?"

Glancing at Yu Wanghai who was like a dead dog, Yang Yu sneered:

"This person secretly bought and sold officials, controlled the promotion and appointment of officials in the seven governments, and looted an unknown amount of gold and silver.

You are in the dark, and you want to clean yourself up? "

"Young man, you probably don't know the process of holding this official accountable?

Well, let me tell you, it’s actually quite simple, as long as you have solid evidence to report to Longyuan Dao and the court, and then submit it to the cabinet after deliberation by the six ministries, and finally, your Majesty and the court officials will discuss and vote…”

Nie Wendong was calm, still pouring wine, smelling it, and pouring it out:

"The court has its own laws. It's not that you can do whatever you want by wearing a flying fish suit! On the contrary, it's you who trespassed on the mansion and hurt people in the first place, and slandered the official in the back. What's the crime?"

In the last half of the sentence, Nie Wendong's eyes became incomparably fierce:

"Take him!"

boom!

When his words landed, the whole artificial lake was a roar.

The large monk's robe fluttered, and a substantial golden light bloomed. The tall old monk stepped down, and the calm of the lake was completely broken.

A palm passed through the water and air and came slowly.

This palm is thick and round, with a faint golden light, showing the texture of gold and iron, slow and heavy, like pushing a mountain.

Seemingly slow, but unavoidable.

And incredibly heavy!

clatter

The wind is blowing, and the water is surging.

The flying fish robe blown by the raging gang wind was hunting, Yang Prison raised his sleeves, and Yu Wanghai swept into the arms of Bu Lingxu who was following, and he stepped on it.

Boom!

As if the ancient gods were drinking water by the water, stepping on it, and hissing in the sky, the entire artificial lake and the earth trembled, as if it was about to be overturned by stepping on it.

The internal breath induces vomiting, the blue light is released, the muscles and bones clash, and the sound of dragons and tigers is heard.

In less than an instant, Yang Prison has used all his strength without reservation.

Under the slap of the water waves, he broke his palm with his fist.

Still bully!

No retaliation!

Boom!

If the earth dragon turned over, the earth man was slapped severely.

The entire backyard was shaken. Countless water droplets and fish were excited by the collision between the two, and they soared up, turning into heavy rain and falling on the ground!

And by the temperature of the two people's blood bursting into the sky ~www.NovelMTL.com~ being blown by the hurricane seems to cover the whole house.

The sound of thunder that broke out at that moment was even more shocking and Bu Lingxu roared in his ears, and couldn't stop backing away.

boom!

The air waves and the turbulent wind spread, and the smoke and sand rolled up.

Fist and palm, separated by a touch.

In the surging water, the old monk Yuanjue put his hands together again, lowered his eyebrows and chanted a Buddha's name.

"Just you, want to take me too?"

Feiyu suits to hunt and move, and Yang prison walks away:

"Ridiculous!"

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