Eighteen breaths seem extremely short for ordinary people.
For today's Yu Yang, it's not long, but it's enough for him to use all the killer moves he had accumulated for a long time!
With his eighth generation, he spanned more than 800 years, and had the ultimate Taoist rank in hand, and he practiced to the top of the Martial Saint. There is no doubt that the old monster of the Black Mountain is one of the strongest people in the world.
And it's different from the old witch.
The old witch was in a difficult situation, and could defeat his Taoist technique and kill him with one sword.
But the old demon in Black Mountain cannot be achieved. He is the true top of martial arts. He has been practicing for 800 years. His foundation is solid. I am afraid that few people can compare with him from ancient times to the present...
Even if there are experiences in the Mirage Realm that can be confirmed, Yang Yu really has no intention of underestimating him.
As early as the moment he left the seclusion, he had already begun to build up his momentum and rubbed the two-edged sword of "Sha Polang", which was even more shocking for a long time.
Huh ~
The first breath he crossed three miles...
In the second breath, a black line snatched him, cut through the void and slashed at the old demon. It was the sword of the Four Symbols of Heavenly Will.
In the past five years, Yang Yu has almost cultivated everything he can to the limit that he can reach at this moment.
The will of heaven, the four symbols, and nature are the top priority.
This magical skill he realized naturally and obtained the essence of various magical secrets, combined with his strengths.
The arrow is the fist, the fist of the four symbols, and the knife is the knife of the will of heaven.
In five years, he further blended his fists and swords, and whether it was a knife, fist, or arrow, they were all the four symbols of heaven's will.
"The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will!"
The faceless old demon moved slightly indifferently.
Any martial arts above the tenth grade is no longer simply fighting and true energy, but power and spirit.
At this moment, to others, it was just a faint black line breaking through the air, but in his eyes.
But it seems that I have seen all directions, all seasons flow, all things grow, and plants wither and flourish...
In it, he could clearly sense the will contained in this knife.
It is not wind, thunder, rain, lightning, birth, old age, sickness, death, not imitation of nature, but taking all things, heaven and earth in one's own heart,
Heaven and earth are one, and all things coexist with me,
My heart is the heart of heaven!
Zheng!
In the third breath, the dissipated black mist squirted out again, and in the middle, the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword raised like a substance.
Thorn!
Unlike the calm waves of the Four Symbols of Heavenly Will, the moment when this sword rises,
All the bystanders, no matter where they are or how far apart, feel a chill in their hearts, as if their hearts and lungs are pierced by the light of a knife!
Then, what rose was a very strong hatred!
"Hate the heaven! Hate the heavens and hate the heavens injustice. Some people are born as kings and princes, while others are as humble as mud..."
"Hate the earth! I hate the earth that is unfair, and there is lush land, and thousands of people are alive, and there is desolate land, and it is difficult to survive even struggle..."
"Hate others! Hate others without success..."
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
There was no words, but there seemed to be countless people shouting in unison. The endless resentment was like the most rapid wind in the world, trying to destroy everything.
Such a terrifying will storm, let alone the onlookers, even the many masters in the Seven Killing King City were all deterred.
Those who rushed up with a tough bullet all looked crazy, and they were killed together...
Huh ~
The fourth, fifth, and six breaths, completely different double swords meet on the banks of the river...
boom!
The eighth breath, thousands of horses galloping in the distance, and the elite Tianlang rolled from the horizon, killing fiercely.
In the tenth breath, thunder exploded above the snow sky, the qi and the celestial phenomena seemed to change!
The eleventh breath, two people intersected on the river, the terrifying knife marks split the two sides, and the river water bursts the dam...
After the twelfth breath, the figures of the two disappeared into everyone's eyes, and only saw the terrifying sword light like a hurricane.
They entangled each other and swept across the two sides like a shattered decay. The water, mud, and rocks were all broken into powder.
"Freak, freak... As both Martial Saints, why are these two people so fierce?"
Above the city wall, the big man with his hair was straightened.
As a few people present who could see the two of them, he was subjected to a huge impact.
The Martial Saint is a human, but the two in front of him are not at all!
"Enemy attack!"
At this time, there were also shouts of killing in the city. The man suddenly turned around and heard the roar of a tiger, and blood flowed into a river in the city.
"Li Baihu!"
...
Hurry!
The Black River water rushing to the sky was accompanied by mud, sand and snow, and it fell within several miles of the two sides of the shore like rain.
The vast majority of people have not even come back to their senses.
The two of them were too fast and too fast. When ordinary people looked at them, they felt that there were figures everywhere and sword lights everywhere.
Even many masters who open the entrance can only barely see the figure, but they cannot see the martial arts and moves used by the two.
"Is it over..."
It was not until this time that the terrifying crowd of spectators on both sides of the river could barely see the figures looming in the mist.
Huh ~
In the dissipated mist, the two stood opposite each other, and their blades were inserted into each other's chest cavity!
"perish together?!"
"Prince!"
"Little junior brother!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Muzhi, who was coming in a hurry, couldn't help but change his qualities, and the masters of the Qisha Royal City even roared and rushed forward.
"Too reckless, too reckless!"
Wang Muzhi stomped his feet repeatedly, but he had no choice but to vent his anger on the masters of the Qikill Royal City.
After a while, the blood that had been killed flowed into a river!
But the two fighting didn't care at all, and their attention was all on each other.
"My heart is the heart of heaven... You have no awe of the gods, Buddhas, heaven and earth!"
A knife penetrated through the chest, and the sword energy was scattered among the limbs and bones. The old demon's face was pale and bloodless:
"Your skeleton..."
"Black ribs and twisted tendons."
He casually crushed the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword condensed from the true energy in his chest, and the blood flowed backwards. Yang Yu said:
"Sixteen breaths!"
For a long battle, there are ways to fight for a long battle, quick battle, and quick battle to kill.
This old monster is by no means an ordinary person, but Yang Yu has never been afraid of anyone for injuries.
After five years of gold refining, his pure gold skeleton is infinitely close to ten thousand forgings, which is perfect for the "plate ribs and tendons" that were changed when the Earth-shaking God Seed entered the body.
Although the Three Yin Demon Slaying Sword is powerful, it cannot penetrate his true energy and then break his ribs after practicing horizontally!
"Plate ribs, plate ribs..."
The old demon's face turned blue in an instant.
The so-called plate ribs refer to the fact that there is no gap between the ribs, and the front and back of the chest are like door panels.
Can……
All kinds of thoughts flashed through and finally turned into a long sigh.
"It is better to have a hard time practicing day and night than to have a prosperous fortune for 30 years... Time is fate, what can you do, what can you do..."
Desolate, unwilling to...
The strong will spread in the void and spread to the distance. Even Wang Muzhi couldn't help but frown his eyebrows wherever he passed.
Many masters of the Seven Killing King City who fought with him fell to the ground, shouting "Prince" and burst into tears...
“……What can I do…”
At this moment, this old demon who has become famous for eight hundred years and has lived for eight generations seems to have no sharp edge.
After taking a deep look at the snow field that gave birth to him, he closed his eyes:
"You, do it!"
"You pretend to do your best, and you are waiting for Yang to kill you, right?"
The closed eyelids trembled, and the old demon opened his eyes, and a trace of blood flashed in his pure black eyes:
"What?"
"Almost, Yang was deceived by you..."
If I hadn't experienced the Mirage...
The back of the knife shook, and the surging true energy shattered all the muscles, bones and meridians around the old demon. There was a cold look in Yang Yu's eyes:
"As a rank of the Supreme Dao, you have never used your magical powers from beginning to end!"
"How can you use magical powers without Taoism?"
The old demon answered calmly, as if there was no turmoil:
"Or, you will return the 'Shapolang' to me, then you may be able to see my magical powers, intercept the Daotian Pier!"
"Ji Daotian seizes it? Kill seven and get one, kill all kinds of people to pay for the heavens? This is the magical power of the seven kills!"
With the knife closed and the sheathed, Yang Yu sneered:
"The magical power of killing Polang is to survive in a desperate situation!"
[Kill the wolf, born due to changes and turmoil, so you can survive in a desperate situation]
[Survival in the Desolate Place: A peerless evil star, killing is ominous! Killing comes to your body, retaliate against the murderer, take his fortune and life, and survive in the Desolate Place,
Chapter completed!