The First Cause of All Realms

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Punch!

Yang Yu's movements were neither fast nor slow, not as violent and hasty as in the past, but naturally smooth and freehand.

Just like everyone in Danqing and chess masters, all kinds of routines are remembered in their hearts, and they don't need to be deliberately done when they make a move, and they are naturally familiar. .

call!

Yang prison probed his arm like a big spear, and with it as the center, the air flow surging within a dozen meters, the wind suddenly rose, but it didn't disperse in all directions, and was pinched into the palm of his palm by his five fingers.

Whoa!

There was not much light that disappeared in an instant, and Yang Yu's grip seemed to drag the night down together, and the deep ink color instantly fell.

"Night Demon Sword?!"

At the moment covered by the deep black color, the audience on the side only felt that their eyes were dark, as if they had lost their perception of the outside world, and Fang Liexue, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more startled.

He has no friendship with Yuan Fei, but after all, they are both in Longyuan Dao, so why can't he recognize the Night Demon Sword?

The moment Yang Yu stepped and clenched his fists, he clearly smelled the breath of Yuan Fei's Night Demon Sword, although it was far less eerie than Yuan Fei's, which seemed to be able to deprive his five senses.

But the taste is right!

But how is this possible? !

Yuan Fei has only been dead for more than ten days. Even if the person in front of him is an unprecedented genius, how could he have practiced such a bizarre and superior swordsmanship to this realm?

Moreover, what about the injuries Yuan Fei's dying blow caused to him?

'Could it be his Dao fruit...'

At the moment of thinking, Fang Liexue screamed loudly, his eyes glowing like electricity, as if a lightning bolt that was about to cut through the darkness and cut through the haze passed by.

did not hold back.

Fang Liexue's expression was solemn. Before he broke through, Yang Yu had already killed Yuan Fei, the Night Demon Sword.

If he didn't take advantage of the fact that he had just broken through and was not in perfect control, he would be doomed today.

boom!

The mud and sand surged, and the long street roared.

Fang Liexue stepped heavily under his feet, visible to the naked eye, there seemed to be red light flickering in his chest, and the extremely surging blood energy and real gangster seemed to turn into the shadow of a melting pot of magma surging behind him.

Qi and blood burst out together with the real gangster, and the power of the terrifying series ran wild. Fang Lie's already burly body swelled by three points, and the armor all over his body was cracked.

There are five levels of foundation building, with the furnace being the most important.

This step is called a furnace of qi and blood in martial arts, a 'golden core' in Taoism, and a 'relic' in Buddhism.

The names are different, but the realm is the same.

They all use the True Astral Gauge to bind the blood qi and condense the blood marrow plasma to break the limit of the physical body. At this point, the blood qi of the warrior will not be attenuated due to old age.

Quiet like a fly and earth meson, moving like a nine-day dragon.

Fang Lie's blood furnace has been warmed for many years, and this time it has reached its limit. The red color is all over the body, and the blood vessels and veins under the skin are bursting high.

boom!

The sound of explosions followed, and the long spears and poisonous dragons were ejected into the abyss, like a peacock opening its screen, filled with extremely strong iron-blooded evil spirits, and what could not be suppressed was the high-pitched explosion of Fang Lie’s blood:

"kill!"

boom!

Peiran's infuriating voice couldn't spread out before it was interrupted by a louder roar.

Five fingers pinch together, and the fist print is printed.

In an instant, red and gold were intertwined in the night, and the most powerful force was displayed incisively and vividly at this moment.

After dozens or hundreds of attempts in the illusion, Yang Prison has already figured out all the levels of the real astral and the furnace, and there is no need to adapt again. Once he breaks through, he can exert his full strength.

The real gang is easy to change, and the furnace is cast.

The rise of the realm finally helped Yang Yu break the bottleneck that had plagued him for many days. He learned from Henry Zhang's style of tyrannical boxing, and after the Heavenly Will Four Elephant Arrows, he also broke through the seventh rank!

"call!"

Between the mouth and nose, there is the smell of iron and blood that can only be found in the battlefield, the real fist is like a tidal wave, and Fang Liexue's spirit is in a trance for a moment.

Under this punch, he seemed to see a real illusion.

The flaming cloak, the chasing red cloud horse, the phoenix wings, and the powerful figure that looks like a god.

This is……

"Have the essence of Tyrant Fist?!"

Fang Lie Xue was startled, and fear flashed in his eyes.

In the world, there may be people who don't hear the name of King Zhao of the Western Palace, but that must not include the army. As a veteran of the army, although he didn't have the chance to fight against Liujishan, how could he not know Baquan?

Lin Longdao, eight thousand profound armors, everyone is capable of tyrant boxing, and everyone is in a state of military cultivation. However, even among the elite cavalry of the mysterious armor, who can obtain the essence of tyrant boxing is only one palm.

And this also includes the two big figures, Lao Wangye and Linlong King.

Of course he knew that Yang Prison came to Baquan from nowhere, but how could he have obtained the essence of Baquan?

How can someone who has never set foot on the battlefield cultivate the essence of Tyrant Fist that can only be tempered in iron and blood? !

Roar!

The qi of the golden horse and the iron horse was surging, and the dragons and tigers roared to follow.

Before even a breath, several dozen feet had been crossed by Yang Prison in one step, and the raging wind was wrapped between his five fingers by the red-gold light, helping him with this style of tyrannical fist.

The fist marks are pressed horizontally, and the night is eclipsed. The overbearing and ferocious fist is more terrifying than the night magic knife. It squeezes all the light and brings the darkness of death.

when!

The fist and the gun collided, and the harsh sound of gold and iron rang out very far.

In less than an instant, the gun shadows in the sky have disappeared, only the gunpowder smoke left by the violent friction between the fist gun and the air fills the long street.

hum!

The big gun with the thickness of pebbles was bent like a bow by the fist marks intertwined with red gold.

At the moment when the fist mark fell, he finally understood why Yuan Fei was killed by someone jumping the ranks.

This is the frenzy of the four great powers of inner breath, qi and blood, true astral and physical physique. This power is not only not weaker than him, but even surpassed!

'I am defeated! ’

In an instant, Fang Liexue even flashed the thought of retreating.

But it didn't take a moment, and the slump was swept away, replaced by the fierce and violent.

"There are only Baizhou soldiers who fought to the death, and there is no Fang Liexue who escaped!"

When this thought flashed past, Fang Liexue had completely lost his cowardice and cowardice in the face of Yang Yu's brutal and tyrannical punch.

collapse collapse ~

Like a crossbow stirring, Fang Liexue's nine large tendons stretched to the limit in an instant, and then, all of them collapsed abruptly!

He was born in the military, and he was born in the military. Fang Lie's blood was the first to practice horizontally. Although his horizontal training was not comparable to Duan Qilong, one of the four great hunters, he was also honed in his life.

But at this moment, he directly destroyed the foundation of his horizontal training, and at the cost of breaking his tendons, he burst out with power beyond the limit!

"Burn all the jade and stones!"

The fiery roar resounded, and Fang Liexue resolutely broke the tendons, fryer, and gas, and erupted with a fierce attitude that he had never had in his life.

After actually resisting Yang Prison's breakthrough, he used True Gang, Qi and Blood, Inner Breath, Niu Jiu Er Hu, combined with the Buddha's Elephant Throwing and Mountain Splitting Techniques as the foundation, and hit the seventh-grade Tyrant Boxing!

Straightened the barrel of the gun, just like its straight spine.

His life, at this moment, burned to the most intense moment in history.

"General!"

All over the long street, the masters of the Baizhou army felt something, and looked at the figure burning like a torch, with tears in their eyes.

Yu Daoren, who had already withdrawn from a few miles away and watched the battle from a distance at the head of the city, caught a glimpse of this scene, and his face couldn't help but flash a trace of emotion.

"What is the death battle like that?"

He sighed slightly.

He believed that if Fang Liexue stopped in time, begged for mercy, and finally knelt down and kowtowed, he would be able to save his life after all.

Compared to life and death, what is wealth, honor, and fame?

He didn't understand, but he also had a touch of admiration in his heart.

At least he knew that he was going to die, and he wouldn't do anything...

Moreover, can it really burn all jade and stone?

Looking at the small courtyard in the west of the city, Yu Taoist shook his head, suddenly felt that he was not safe enough, and after a sigh, he retreated for thirty miles.

"Master of martial arts, after all, has his own will!"

Looking at Fang Liexue, the man's spear united and rammed like a rainbow across the sun, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

After stepping out of Montenegro until now, he has seen too many warriors, bandits strong, lone robbers, disciples of aristocratic families, masters of the great faction...

But there are not many who have such a pure will.

Seeing that Fang Liexue put down everything and used all means to kill him, the three-point contempt in his heart for this person's sneak attack finally disappeared.

bang bang bang~

Amid the anger caused by the burning long spear, Prisoner Yang stood upright, the fierce spear pierced the air current, split the long street, and hit his real astral like a thousand strong bows.

After the real gang was reformed and the furnace was cast, he asked himself that he was no less inferior to any master in the world, and he didn't even know about those great masters.

But Fang Liexue was no longer his opponent.

His five senses are superhuman and his mind is sharp. The moment he saw Fang Liexue again, he knew this in his heart.

Boom!

The red-golden rays of light shone through the long street and were extremely dazzling. Even Qiu Zhanyu, Bu Lingxu and other true masters, at this moment, their eyes were blank.

It only sounded like one sound, and it seemed like two huge roars resounded, and then, in the center of the battle, the two equally scorching blood energy suddenly went out.

boom!

There seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the ear, and immediately, there was a soft 'chi' sound of the steel gun being inserted into the ground.

The indescribable force overwhelmed the intense pain surging all over his body, Fang Lie's eyes widened in anger, and he saw the figure with the broken clothes just now in the dazzling light.

That shot, which contained his lifelong practice, finally pierced the terrifying and terrifying real astral, but...

Looking at the gunshot that was sunken by an inch on his chest, Fang Liexue's eyes dimmed:

"King Kong is not bad?!"

Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrows, Qing Gong, Sabre Technique, Tyrant Boxing, Unknown Zhen Gang, Weird Ways of Using Strength, and Hengshuo, which is very similar to King Kong's indestructible body, all flashed before his eyes~www.NovelMTL.com ~ A boy who has just reached the crown and is less than one-third of his age, how can he have the time to practice so many excellent martial arts.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spit out, burning the ground, and the blue smoke rose, like boiling oil to the ground.

'Finally, I lost...'

There was a voice in Fang Liexue's ear:

"My sect is not yet famous..."

Unknown?

Create your own? !

The last thought was exhaled with the turbid air:

"Okay!"

The person is not down, the gas is exhausted.