call!
The calm sound came from the heavy wind and snow, and the actual severe coldness also followed.
Under the lobby of the six doors, there are special plumbing and heating facilities. The hot hot water flows day and night underground, and the indoor temperature is pleasant. However, at this time, everyone present felt the brilliance of winter.
"who?!"
Shangguan Tang's eyes condensed, his body was as bright as lightning. Tiefeng, who was so close to him, felt his energy rushing to the face. He saw nothing, and there was no one in front of him.
"Yang Yu?!"
Tang Bailie, Zhao Qingchuan and others had met Yang Yu, and those who had contacted him were shocked and then ran out of the six doors.
I saw a cold wind, and a person walked on the snow on the other side of the long street. The man carried a magic bow on his back, a long sword on his waist, a red dress like fire, and a heavy breath as high as a mountain.
A long street away, everyone felt their eyes sore, as if they were stabbed.
"This person's martial arts..."
Zhao Qingchuan's eyelids twitched.
He recognized who the person was, although in a sense, this was only the second time he had seen this person.
He still remembered the first time that the person in front of him shot Ji Longshan with a divine bow, but at that time, he didn't care much about it, so it was Xu Wenji's plan.
His martial arts are not necessarily higher than his own.
But when I looked at it again, even though there were people in front of me and behind me, a feeling of light suddenly rose. Now Yang Yu was like a magic sword that was unsheathed, showing an amazing sharpness.
Not only Tang Bailie and Zhao Qingchuan, even Shangguantang, felt the momentum conveyed, and a hint of incredible arose in his heart.
This kid seems to be much stronger than what is recorded in the intelligence...
Huh!
With a sharp edge and a restrained mind, Yang Yu walked in the wind and snow, his expression was calm and his mind was peaceful.
Two more months have passed since Nie Wendong killed.
Two months were not long or short, but it was enough for him to digest all his strength that had been soaring in the past.
When urging the horse to walk alone and stay away from the noisy days, his mind seemed to have been greatly baptized. In the words of the martial arts world, this is a spiritual improvement.
The improvement of spirit seems to be invisible to ordinary people, but it is different for Yang Yu.
In the past month when he was walking alone with heavy snow, he felt this change extremely clearly. His five senses, and even the sixth sense of the "heart and eye", all have amazing changes in the dust fading away and the pearl shining.
At this moment, he looked ahead, but all the subtle changes in size and size within a radius of dozens of feet or even farther away appeared clearly in his heart as if he was leaning down at the palm lines.
The snow, fallen leaves, footsteps, breathing, and even the rhythm of everyone's heartbeat are all audible and visible.
His expression was calm, but Shangguan Tang's expression was strange.
Before leaving, he naturally had detailed information about this person, but in his opinion, if he was not old enough to have a famous teacher, even if he seemed to have magical powers, he was just a giant made of mud and sand, big and empty.
But at this moment, he saw this man walking towards him, and he no longer looked down upon him. His martial arts had already had divine will, and it was not just a simple accumulation.
The flesh and blood are bitter and weak, tangible and material, and the spirit is empty, endless and infinite. When you reach the five levels, you will be able to transform blood and achieve great success. At this point, your flesh and blood are hard to grow rapidly.
Therefore, after the furnace condensed, martial arts moved towards the spiritual and spiritual will of nothingness.
But he only came into contact with this feeling several years ago. For this reason, he has devoted decades of hard work, and this person is afraid that he is less than one-third of his age...
How could it be...
call!
Yang Yu stopped and looked at the thin old man:
"Shangguantang."
With six doors and two major intelligence organizations, Yang Yu has worked in one official position. In the past two years, Yu Yang has read countless files.
The world dare not say anything, but there are not many masters in Qing, Yun, Bai, and even Long Yuan Dao's appearance that cannot be recognized.
He naturally had an impression of Shangguantang.
This man was older than Fang Qidao and had competed for the four great masters in the world. Unfortunately, he was not lucky and was defeated by one of the four great masters in the current era before he left Longyuan Road.
But this is a bad luck. He has extremely high martial arts skills and a hand-made blue waves. Not to mention that he is famous even in Baizhou.
At this time, I felt a little happy when I saw the hunt.
Others didn't seem to feel anything when they saw it, but in Tang Bailie and Zhao Qingchuan's eyes, they were completely different. The two were more than eighteen feet apart, but their invisible momentum was already colliding.
"You are wanted by the court and dare to appear in Qingzhou City in a noble manner to provoke me. You are very brave. It's no wonder that you dare to do such a rebellious thing!"
Shangguan Tang stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold expression.
"Yang is not only brave, but also has a fist, not a small one."
Yang Yu wrapped his hands around his clothes, and under his robe, the two-edged swords appeared and disappeared from time to time:
"Do you want to give me a try?"
"good!"
The deep-sleeping eyes burst out with amazing light. The moment he shouted, Shangguan Tang had crossed eighteen feet away and his robe was inspiring.
If you say it, just take action.
His speed was too fast, even a master like Tang Bailie and Zhao Qingchuan who had achieved true genius could not capture him.
I felt that the airflow in the air had disappeared in this step, and the sound seemed to be unable to catch up with it.
boom!
It seemed like thunder exploded in the sky, and the air roared for a moment, and the air waves rolled. Shangguan Tang held up the sky with one hand and then fell down. His red upper body, and his big hand was slapped like a palm-leaf fan.
During this shooting, everyone inside and outside the street felt a black look in front of them and their eardrums were tingling.
Yang Yu, who was the first to be hit, felt as if a giant god was standing in front of him, holding his arms and pulling down the sky, and the deep night covered all the space within his eyes.
This palm is fierce, but...
"Don't take out the flower rack. I don't even have serious interest in this palm."
Yang Yu's eyes were cold, neither moving nor retreating. When the palm force rolled down and hit him, he raised his palm calmly. His five fingers trembled like a sword to cut the air, clenched into a fist, and slanted to resist.
Boom!
The two of them reacted so quickly. The crowd could only hear the sound of the wind and the sound of thunder. Before they could retreat, a large amount of snow soared into the sky and melted by the surging blood.
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Yang Yu just raised his arms and clenched his fists to fight, but Shangguan Tang's eyes changed. He felt that the person in front of him was like an unshakable mountain, leaving his palm power as tide as he could, still towering.
Bang
The long street trembled, and the two of them were about to part. The rumbling sound waves spread around, causing large areas of snow and mud and sand, and the floor covered with bluestone cracked.
What a domineering boxing?!
Shangguan Tang's heart flashed with surprise, but he was not panic. He rushed again with one blow without success. His steps took several steps, causing the houses around him to roar.
While stepping, blood also triggered it. The heat waves rolled and the accumulated snow was roasted. One step was to shoot ten palms, and seven steps were taken out, and the palm prints were already overwhelming.
Yang Yu concentrated his mind, and felt that the palm force in front of him was like a torrent, filling everything. At the same time, he seemed to hear the storm of waves in his ears, and the sea roared, like the sky and the river flowing backwards, rolling up endless waves.
The extremely powerful palm power spread over the sky and fell.
This palm is his famous martial arts, the Blue Waves and Shocking Waves. This martial arts emphasizes the flow of strength like a tide, one wave is better than another, overlapping, and extremely fierce.
"Bibo Shocking Palm!"
boom!
Under the powerful palm force, the airflow on the long street seemed to be emptied wildly.
Facing such a palm, Yang Yu was moved. He stepped on his feet, but instead of retreating, and pushed into the violent and intense airflow.
He stopped punching, but pressed his arm down and grabbed the two-edged knife.
Then, step, bow, and draw the knife!
Zheng!
The sound of the thin and weak mosquitoes' knife flashed and disappeared.
Shangguan Tang's heart moved, and he saw the flash of destruction in an extremely sensitive way. The sword did not roar or rolling sea of ​​swords.
But one of them urged out, wherever he passed, whether it was the airflow, the strong wind, or the palm power that he hit him, he was silently cut open.
“So sharp?!”
Shangguan Tang's eyebrows hopped and he felt a biting cold light, but his combat experience was so rich that he was shocked but not confused. The palm prints he knocked down did not go straight, but bloomed like a lotus.
The five fingers raised, like pinching the wind and snow in it, and pinching the long knife that was so sharp that it seemed that blood and tears would flow out at a glance!
Under the four levels, warriors who are good at fist palms will naturally be more than one warrior who holds swords and weapons. When fighting at the same level, one person holds a knife and the other person is empty-handed. Then there will inevitably be no saying that the sword can be received with empty hands.
But once the true gang is achieved, it is different.
With the blessing of true energy, the flesh and blood body can penetrate through gold and stone and resist swords. Compared with sword weapons, hands are the most flexible and changeable "weapons".
Therefore, only when you reach the level four, you can get the sword with your bare hands in battles at the same level.
"What a lot of strength!"
He pinched the knife with his five fingers and pressed his palm down. Before Yang Yu's expression moved, Shangguan Tang's eyelid was another one. How could this press be a knife?
It was clearly like a dragon struggling under his palm!
Zheng!
The next moment, not only Shangguantang, but also onlookers heard a long sword sound like a dragon's roar.
Then, it seemed like a silver moon exploded!
boom!
The terrifying sword light instantly broke through the shackles of the blade, and the cold wave surging wildly filled the entire long street, cutting off everything that could reach.
Air flow, true energy, dust, snowflakes...
The ultimate sharpness rages on the streets more than ten feet long. Even Tang Bailie and Zhao Qingchuan cannot capture what happened.
I could only hear a muffled groan.
Immediately, a figure retreated suddenly, and a man rushed forward. As blood splattered, a broken arm fell to the ground, rolling, covered in mud.
call!
Retreat immediately.
A drop of cold sweat dripped, blood and tears dripped from Shangguan Tang's eyes, less than three feet between his eyebrows, and a mouthful of mouth opened on both sides, like a sword and a straight sword, shining like a wave of water, without staining blood.
Chapter completed!