boom!
Wu Liusan threw Zhao Tianfeng into the Hanlong Inn through the window, and closed all the windows in a row with his backhand.
Hanlong Inn dares to open in Mozhou and has experienced many storms, so it will naturally not be swallowed up by the storm.
Then, he moved up and down and climbed to the second floor.
Looking out along a special skylight.
I saw countless winds and sands connecting to the sky and the earth, becoming everything in the world. In the boundless sky and earth, only yellow sand was floating.
No,
In the sky of yellow sand, there are still black clouds rolling, and electric snakes crisscrossing the sky.
And in the midst of this devastating storm.
Two human figures flowed across the sky and the earth, as if two real dragons had forgotten to confront each other, as if they were ignoring the storm that was like a natural disaster.
boom!
boom!
The two dragon-like figures disappeared into the sky amidst the collision sounds that could not be covered up by the thunder clouds and storms.
"Such martial arts..."
Wu Liusan felt trembling.
Even though his Qi has been condensed for many years and he has seen many masters, he still did not expect that a person's martial arts can be so tyrannical.
The thunders are constantly fighting each other, and they are allowed to run wild in the midst of natural disasters!
This is no longer a human being, he is simply a terrestrial god, a living god and Buddha!
He wouldn't even have the chance to watch such a battle.
"In such a battle, I wonder if we can get a glimpse of the destiny of the gods?"
In the sky of yellow sand, Wheel-turning King, Mu Qingfeng, Yan Kuangtu, and Moon Worshiping Master were roaming in the sky.
"In this battle, I'm afraid it will be a matter of life and death..."
Looking at the sky, Kuangtu Yan murmured to himself.
This battle was definitely different from the previous three battles. When fighting him, Pang Wanyang only had a taste of it. When fighting Mu Qingfeng, he decided to win or lose with one move. When he stopped, he simply resisted with horizontal training.
But now, this is a real battle of life and death.
"The way between heaven and man is so difficult..."
There was also a touch of bitterness on the meticulous face of Master Baiyue.
It is impossible for any master who has achieved Taiyin Wuji not to have the idea of seeing the way of heaven and man, and he is naturally no exception.
It is a pity that for tens of thousands of years, there are only ten recorded heavenly beings in the Jiufu Realm, and only eight people have clearly disappeared through the sky.
Therefore there is a saying that it takes three thousand years to get one person.
How difficult is it?
"Celestial being, swordsmanship..."
Mu Qingfeng stared blankly at the broken sword in his palm, his handsome face in a daze.
At a certain moment, he raised his hand and let the sword fall into the wind and sand.
Although he only fought with Pang Wanyang for a moment, in that blow, he faintly glimpsed a further step in the swordsmanship.
After Sword Twenty-Two, there should be Sword Twenty-Three!
However, can Sword Twenty-Three be able to cut open the portal of heaven and man?
They will never miss such a peak decisive battle, and only they can truly witness it.
.......
An hour!
Two hours!
The sun sets and the red moon rises!
One day!
Two days!
Three days!
It has been seven days in a blink of an eye!
The two of them crossed the vast sea and ran through Mozhou. The battlefield stretched for thousands of miles in the sky and on the ground.
The battlefield between the two was not even limited to mid-air. Sometimes they shuttled through thunderclouds, sometimes they collided in storms, and they even fell from the sky several times and clashed under the sea of sand!
When their martial arts reached this stage, they had already ignored nearly 99% of the natural disasters in the world, and even ignored all the dangerous environments in the world.
Whether it is thunderclouds or storms, whether in the sky or underground, they have little impact on them. However, the storm caused by the two people's confrontation in Mozhou is undoubtedly an unprecedented natural disaster for others!
In the boundless sea, one caravan after another is okay, but they are forced to hide in the oases and dare not go out. The rogue horse bandits who roam the vast sea and have no fixed residence have been swallowed up by the wind and sand in their temporary camps.
Those who were lucky enough to escape the sandstorm were extremely horrified and speechless in shock.
"Oh my God!"
"How is it possible? How could such a change in the celestial phenomena be caused by humans?"
"Is that a fight between gods and humans? Or is it the military master?"
All the horse bandits who saw this battle were horrified.
Not only them, but many in the vast sea had already known about the battle on February 21. The masters who came specially to watch the battle did not expect that such a terrifying battle would already happen before February 2 came.
Under the complex environment of wind and sand and rolling thunderclouds, even these experts could not see the two extremely fast figures, and they all speculated who was fighting.
Naturally, there are people who can see this battle.
Wang Jianglong stood in the wind and sand, looking up at the rolling thunderclouds, his eyes solemn.
With his eyesight, he naturally knew who was fighting in the sky at this time.
"Less than two years later, Taoist Priest Wang Quan has reached this point?"
Wang Jianglong sighed.
He especially remembered that when he first met An Qisheng, he had to seize the opportunity to severely injure the Red Sun Dharma King. He even couldn't kill the Red Sun Dharma King if it weren't for the cold dragon.
Although he was tyrannical, he thought to himself that he was probably even better at that time.
At the second opening ceremony of King Quan Dao, Shanmen fought with Pang Wanyang who had borrowed his body from a distance, and his strength had surpassed his own.
But more than a year later, I can no longer keep up.
In just over three years, he has already caught up with Pang Wanyang, the Demon Lord of Six Hells who has been the best in the world for decades!
What kind of invincible talent is this?
In the past 10,000 years, no one has made such an astonishing progress, including all the military masters in the past.
boom!
boom!
In the sky, stormy clouds exploded.
An Qisheng and Pang Wanyang pulled out air dragons that were like dancing dragons, constantly colliding in the sky.
boom!
In a lightning-fast collision, the two of them fell backwards and staggered.
After seven consecutive days of fighting, even though his momentum was rising again and again, and he was able to seize the essence of heaven and earth to replenish himself, Pang Wanyang still felt a little tired. Seeing that An Qisheng still didn't change at all, he was also shocked.
While striking the fist seal, he let out a long laugh: "Happy, happy, Taoist brother's physique is rare in the world, and his Sanshou is even more exquisite. May I ask, what is the name of this Sanshou?"
boom!
Nantianmen reappeared, blocking the torrent of fist energy.
An Qisheng stepped forward and smashed through the layers of strong wind. He flicked his fingers and went through countless changes. The cold air split the void, evolved into the 'Slaying Immortal Platform' and bombarded away:
"Sanshou has not yet been completed, and it has no name at all. This style is called Immortal Killing Platform!"
An Qisheng was also amazed in his heart.
Pang Wanyang's heart was so solid that he had never seen it in his life. After seven days of fighting, his unparalleled body was already feeling a little tired.
Pang Wanyang's fighting spirit became more and more fierce.
The title of the number one person in the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times is indeed not praised by others. In fact, even if the founder of the Demon Sect is here, he will never be as good as him at this time!
"What a great Immortal Killing Platform, but it's a pity that in this world, there is no Immortal to be beheaded by Taoist Brother!"
Pang Wanyang let out a long roar and attacked the 'Xianxian Tai' with powerful fist force.
Boom!
After a collision, ripples surged around like a tsunami, spreading around the two people.
In the violent collision, Pang Wanyang's beard and hair were all stretched out. After a long roar, he struck forward again.
Many magic arts in the world are famous for their weirdness, but Pang Wanyang's every move is as bright as the sun, and the thunder that strikes from time to time seems to be as fierce as his!
During the seven days of confrontation, his spiritual power had risen to an extremely high level, and he seemed to have felt the looming Qi in the dark.
Therefore, even though his body was tired, his muscles and bones and even his organs and internal organs were groaning, he ignored them all!
A punch is harder than a punch.
One blow is stronger than one!
At this time, the enemy in his mind was no longer An Qisheng, but the sky that had been hanging since ancient times and remained unchanged.
This is the barrier between heaven and man that only ten people have broken through in tens of thousands of years!
In the collisions again and again, his mind seemed to be sublimated, but it seemed to be lacking.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
His eyes spurted out substantial flames, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.
The momentum, which had already reached its limit, suddenly surged again, reaching the peak again!
"not good!"
"This is......."
"Burning body and energy? He actually practiced such martial arts?"
Above the vast sea, King Zhuan Lun, Master Worshiping the Moon, Kuangtu Yan and others were all shocked.
With their eyesight, they could naturally see what happened to Pang Wanyang.
At this point, martial arts cannot rise without reason, and momentum cannot rise casually. The glory of this moment is clearly Pang Wanyang burning himself!
This is a method of decisive death, this is a method of self-sacrifice!
A generation of demon lord, he sacrificed his life to seek the truth and burned himself to illuminate the way forward!
What kind of intention is this, what kind of courage is this?
What kind of terrifying power will explode?
Boom!
The sky waves are flowing vertically to the surrounding areas!
The ferocious and violent boiling fist intention was like the sun bursting with light at this moment. In just a moment, it had already illuminated the dim sky with rolling dark clouds.
Then, the rolling fist intention was like the flow of thousands of rivers, completely condensed on the white and scarlet fist seal!
He struck out towards An Qisheng.
boom!
At this moment, the true meaning of Tai Chi, which had not been broken even after seven days and seven nights of fighting, was suddenly shattered!
boom!
Yin and Yang flow crosswise, and all kinds of Qi are rolling.
An Qisheng's white robe was instantly torn apart by thousands of wind knives. With his extremely strong physique, at this moment, he was actually beaten and flew away!
Roar~
Pang Wanyang stepped forward and roared, like a god or a demon, and punched him again!
"Good boxing skills, good courage!"
In the turbulent wind, An Qisheng also let out a long roar.
boom!
The broken true meaning of Tai Chi was shattered in this long roar, turning into black and white and filling the long sky.
In the huge buzzing sound, endless changes seemed to be derived from it.
In a daze, everyone watching this scene had an extremely incredible thought in their minds.
In the black and white light, they seemed to see their own martial arts!
Ferris wheel method,
Dapeng Wangquan,
Dragon Subduing Palm,
Taibai swordsmanship,
Worship the moon and strike from the sky,
Even, the Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons!
This is a series of paradoxes that they can recognize, and there are countless martial arts essences that they cannot recognize!
It's as if the black and white colors contain all the martial arts in the world and all the essence of martial arts!
"This is......"
Pang Wanyang's eyes narrowed.
In the boiling and turbulent wind, the ragged An Qisheng raised his arms, with black and white colors scattered between his arms.
Then,
The black and white colors that filled the sky all disappeared.
Only the arm that seems to contain all the essence of martial arts,
It came down like a whip!
He hit Pang Wanyang, who was attacking like a god or a demon!
Ang~
There seemed to be a dragon's roar in the sky.
Wang Jianglong was suddenly startled. He saw the Taoist lashing out with one arm, and it looked like a thousand-foot real dragon crisscrossing the sky. It broke Pang Wanyang's body-protecting aura and strengthened his body.
It blew away his flaming long hair and hit him hard.
On top of the Tianling Cap!
