Arm Explosion,
Holding your palm,
Punch!
Yang Yu's movements are neither fast nor slow, not as violent and rapid as before, but naturally smooth and freehand.
Just like a master of painting, a national chess player, you can remember all kinds of routines in your heart. When you take action, you don’t need to do it deliberately, and you will naturally become very familiar with it.
call!
Yang Yu's arm was stabbed out like a big gun. With it as the center, the air flowed within ten feet of the tide, and the strong wind suddenly rose, but it could not disperse. It was squeezed into the palm of his palm by his five fingers.
Hurry!
Not much light disappeared in an instant. Yang Yu grabbed it and seemed to pull the night sky down, and the deep ink color fell down in an instant.
"Night Demon Sword?!"
The moment the deep ink color covered the audience, the audience felt that they had turned black, 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 shocked.
He had no friendship with Yuan Fei, but he was together in Longyuan Dao, so how could he not recognize the Night Demon Sword?
The moment Yang Yu stepped on his steps and clenched his fists, he clearly smelled the breath of Yuan Fei's night magic sword, although it was far less weird than Yuan Fei's that seemed to deprive the five senses.
But the taste is right!
But how is this possible?!
Yuan Fei had just died for more than ten days. Even though the person in front of him was an unprecedented genius, how could he practice such a strange and superior swordsmanship to this level?
Moreover, what about the injuries caused by Yuan Fei's death blow on him?
‘Is it his Taoist fruit…’
The moment he thought, Fang Liexu roared with a long sound, his eyes were like lightning, like a lightning that was about to cut through the darkness and cut off the haze.
No hold back.
Fang Liexue's expression was solemn. Before he broke through, Yang Yu had already killed Yuan Fei, the Night Demon Sword. What if he broke through?
If he didn't take advantage of the moment when he had just broken through and failed to control his perfect control, he would probably be doomed today.
boom!
The mud and sand surging, and the long street roared.
Fang Liexue stepped heavily under his feet, and it was visible to the naked eye that there seemed to be a red light flashing in his chest, and the extremely surging blood and true energy seemed to turn into a magma-surging shadow behind him.
Qi and blood and true energy were thriving, and the terrifying power went wild. Fang Liexue's already burly body expanded three points, and his armor was cracked.
The five foundation building levels are the most important.
This step is called the Qi and Blood Furnace in martial arts, the Taoist calls it the "Golden Pill", and the Buddhists call it the "Relics".
Different names are actually the same.
All use the True Gang to converge blood and qi, concentrate blood marrow plasma a little, thereby breaking the limit of the body. At this point, the martial artist's blood and qi will not fade due to the old body.
It is as quiet as a fly and earthworm, and it is as moving as a divine dragon in the nine heavens.
Fang Lie's blood melting furnace has been warmed for many years, and this time it has reached its limit. A red color spreads all over the body, and the blue veins under the membrane have burst out.
Bang!
The sounds followed, and the spear poisonous dragon shot into the abyss, like a peacock spreading its tail, spreading with extremely strong iron-blooded evil spirits. What could not be suppressed was Fang Lie's blood high-pitched explosion:
"kill!"
boom!
The sound of the swelling of the true energy of the qi was not enough to spread, and it was interrupted by a higher roar.
Pinch the five fingers and punch them out.
In an instant, the night was intertwined with red and gold, and the extremely powerful force was fully displayed in this moment.
After dozens or hundreds of attempts in the illusion, Yang Yu had already figured out the true energy. All the levels of the furnace did not need to adapt again. Once the breakthrough was made, he could exert all his strength.
True Gang is changed to change, and the furnace is cast.
The rise in realm finally helped Yang Yu break the bottleneck that plagued him for many days. He learned from Zhang Xuanba's domineering fist, and after the Four Elephants of Heavenly Will, he also broke through the seventh grade!
"call!"
Between the mouth and nose, there is the smell of iron and blood that only exists on the battlefield. The essence of the boxing spirit is like a tide, and Fang Liexu's spirit is in a moment of trance.
Under this punch, he seemed to see a substantial illusion.
Flame cloak, Red Cloud Horse, Phoenix Wings and Gold Twist, and the powerful figure that looks like a god or a demon.
This is……
"Get the essence of the bully boxing?!"
Fang Liexue was shocked, and fear flashed in his eyes.
There may be those who do not hear of the name of King Zhao of the West Prefecture, but that must not be included in the army. As a general in the army, although he has no chance to fight, how can he not know about the domineering boxing?
The Linlong Taoist, eight thousand mysterious armors, everyone is proficient in the domineering boxing, and everyone is cultivating the situation of military training. However, even in the Xuanjia Essence Cavalry, those who can obtain the essence of the domineering boxing are only a palm.
And this also includes two great figures, the old prince and the Linlong King.
Of course, he knew that Yang Yu had come from where Xue Duquan came, but how could he get the essence of Duquan?
How can a person who has never even set foot on the battlefield achieve the essence of domineering boxing that can only be tempered in iron and blood?!
roar!
The aura of golden swords and iron horses is stirring, and the roar of dragons and tigers follows.
In less than a breath, dozens of feet had been taken by Yang Yu in one step. The gust of wind was swept between his five fingers by red and golden light, helping him with this style of domineering fist.
The fist seal presses horizontally, and the night is fading. The domineering and fierce fist intention is even more terrifying than the Night Demon Sword. It squeezes all light in a rude way, bringing the darkness of death.
when!
The fist collided with the gun, and the harsh sound of gold and iron clashed far away.
In less than a moment, the gun shadows in the sky had disappeared, only the smoke left by the violent friction between the fist and the air filled the long street.
Buzz!
The large spear, as thick as a pebbles, was pressed by the fist intertwined with red and gold, and was bent like a bow. The gun rod was red and hot, Fang Lie's blood dripped with his eyebrows and red eyes.
At the moment when the fist mark fell, he finally understood why Yuan Fei was killed by someone above the level.
This is a frenzy of the four great powers of internal breath, qi and blood, true energy, and body. This power is not only not weaker than him, but it is even more powerful!
‘I lost!’
In an instant, Fang Liexu even thought of retreating flashed through his heart.
But in less than a moment, the depressedness was swept away, and replaced by ten thousand two-point violent ferocity.
"There are only Baizhou soldiers fighting to the death, and there are no Fang Liexue who escaped!"
When this thought flashed, facing Yang Yu's fierce and domineering punch, Fang Liexue was completely gone with cowardice and cowardice.
Collapse ~
It was like a crossbow stirring, and the nine large tendons around Fang Liexu instantly stretched to the limit, and then they broke out in abrupt manner!
He was a military man and was born in the army. Fang Liexue's blood was the most important horizontal training. Although his horizontal training was not as good as Duan Qilong, one of the four great captains, he was also polished through his life.
But at this moment, he directly destroyed his horizontal training base, and at the cost of breaking tendons, he burst out with force beyond his limits!
"Let's burn both jade and stone!"
The long and scorching roar resounded, Fang Liexu resolutely broke the tendons, fry the furnace, and burn the gas, and exploded in a fierce posture that he had never seen in his life.
After Yang Yu's breakthrough, he finally fought the seventh-grade domineering boxing with the true gang, qi, blood, internal breath, nine oxen and two tigers, combined with the Buddha's elephant and the mountain-splitting technique as the foundation!
Straighten the gun bar, just like its straight backbone.
His life, at this moment, burned to the most intense moment ever.
"General!"
All the experts in the Baizhou army felt something everywhere in the long street. Looking at the figure burning torches, the tiger's eyes were filled with tears.
Taoist Yu, who had already withdrawn several miles away, was watching the battle from the far end of Yucheng. Seeing this scene, a trace of emotion flashed across his face.
"That's the way to fight to the death?"
He sighed slightly.
He believed that if Fang Liexue stopped in time and begged for mercy, and knelt down and kowtow, he would be able to save his life in the end.
Compared with life and death, what is wealth, honor and reputation in sects?
He didn't understand, but he also felt a little admiration in his heart.
At least he wouldn't do anything that would die...
Moreover, can it really be burned?
Looking at the small courtyard in the west of the city, Yu Taoist shook his head in his heart, suddenly feeling that he was not safe enough. After sighing, he retreated thirty miles away.
"The master of martial arts has his own will after all!"
Looking at the man and guns united, Fang Liexue, who rushed towards him like a long rainbow, could not help but ripples appeared in Yang Yu's heart.
Until now, he has seen too many warriors, bandits, strong thieves, disciples of aristocratic families, masters of great sects...
But there are really not many who have such pure will.
Seeing that Fang Liexue let go of everything and used all means to kill him, the three-point contempt he felt for this person's sneak attack finally disappeared.
Bang bang bang ~
In the tide of the fierce spear, Warden Yang stood up, and the fierce spear light penetrated the airflow and cut the long street, hitting his true energy like millions of powerful bows.
After the True Gang was changed to the Yi, he asked himself that he was no less than any master in the world, and those high-ranking masters did not know.
But Fang Liexue is no longer his opponent.
His five senses are superhuman, with a sharp mind and a keen eye. The moment he saw Fang Liexue again, he knew this in his heart.
Boom!
The red and golden light shone through the long street, extremely dazzling. Even the true masters such as Qiu Zhanyu and Bu Lingxu were blank in front of them at this moment.
I heard a sound, and two huge roars sounded, and then, in the center of the battle, the two equally fierce blood and energy suddenly extinguished.
Bang!
It seemed that there was a thunder exploding in my ears, and then, there was a squirting sound of a steel gun inserted into the ground.
The indescribable force overwhelmed the violent pain that surged around her body. Fang Liexue's eyes widened and he saw the broken figure in the dazzling light.
The shot that contained his lifelong practice finally pierced the terrifying and terrifying true energy, but...
Looking at the gun marks that were about a 10-inch sunken on his chest, Fang Liexu's eyes darkened:
"Vajra Indestructible Body?!"
The Four Elephants of Heavenly Will, Lightness, Sword Technique, Domineering Fist, Unknown True Gang, Weird Way, and This Horizontal Practice, which is so similar to the Indestructible Body of Vajra, flashed in front of his eyes one by one.
A boy who has just reached the championship and is less than one-third of his age has got the time to practice so much superior martial arts?
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood was spit out, burning the earth, and blue smoke rose, like boiling oil falling to the ground.
‘After all I lost…’
A voice sounded in Fang Liexu's ears:
"My true sect is not yet famous..."
Not famous?
Self-created?!
The last thought is accompanied by the turbid air:
"good!"
Chapter completed!