Beat the magic whip!
Half a year of meditation, half a year of sorting out, seven days and seven nights of life and death struggle.
Finally, with all kinds of martial intent, he summarized another Sanshou style after the 'Nantianmen', 'Xianxian Tai' and 'Bagua Furnace'!
Starting with Nantianmen, and then attacking Immortal Platform, it can be turned into a Bagua furnace or a magic whip!
Beating people also beats gods, killing people also kills immortals!
As soon as the whip was struck, An Qisheng's mind was infinitely elevated, as if he were sitting cross-legged in the sky, the God King of the Nine Heavens, beating the disobedient God!
boom!
This whip is like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon slapping down, like the ancient god using the mountain as a pillar and slapping down!
Under the unparalleled power, Pang Wanyang felt that his muscles, bones, body, energy, and even his 'god' were all shattered and exploded!
In a daze, he seemed to have seen his whole life.
The prosperous and joyful life of childhood, the despair and pain of being cut off by the teacher's "secular ties", the persistence of struggling to survive in the demon sect, the joy of killing the brothers and sisters, the joy and happiness of twenty years of challenging career,
The mutual affection of meeting a beauty, the feeling of death when the beauty passes away, the unparalleled joy of challenging the heroes, the pride of being the best in the world, the loneliness of being invincible in the world, the loneliness of sitting alone on the top of the mountain for decades...
All the joy, anger, sorrow and joy he had experienced in his life exploded in his mind like lightning.
In a trance, it turned into a chant from the heart:
"The struggle for hegemony in the world is not my wish, glory and wealth are not my will, love, hatred and enmity are not my heart... Only the way is not easy, only the heart does not change, I am the only one who is supreme!"
As soon as you think of it, changes will occur.
The reason for this change is unclear. It does not originate between heaven and earth, nor does it occur in the body, but in the soul.
The soul seems to have emerged from the body's shell, sensing the elusive energy in the heaven and earth.
That is, the qi machine of heaven and man!
A glimmer of enlightenment, a touch that fills the mind.
Saw it.
It's a great road that day!
An unprecedented emotion came to mind, and Pang Wanyang's dry mind seemed to be irrigated by a fairy spring, surging with unprecedented vitality.
'It's a pity that I can't touch it...'
In the midst of enlightenment, Pang Wanyang sighed again.
Being able to see it doesn't mean that he can touch it. He saw Tianren Qi very clearly, but he was just a hair away from actually touching it.
This is not caused by Taoist Wang Quan, but because he himself is still a little short of a step, a step short of...
The difference was that he didn't know it until now, and he didn't understand it.
"Master Wang Quan!"
The moment the magic whip struck down, Pang Wanyang let out a long roar:
"My heart, my martial arts, and everything I have are all given to you. I want you to climb to the Heavenly Gate and take a look at the scenery behind the Heavenly Gate, and take a look at all the heavenly beings throughout the ages.
So what if it’s better than me, Pang Wanyang? ! "
With a long roar, Pang Wanyang blasted out, suddenly losing all his strength and falling down helplessly.
At this last moment, this unparalleled demon lord actually gave up his powerful punch that burned everything and was enough to drag any enemy to death!
As long as the Tao reaches heaven and earth, what does it matter if it is you who succeeds in the end?
Without any words, his mind, his martial arts, his thoughts, and his thoughts have been thoroughly understood by An Qisheng.
A ripple appeared in his eyes, and An Qisheng's whip hand had already hit Pang Wanyang hard on the head.
Buzz~
It’s different than anyone imagined.
When this whip hand, which was enough to smash city walls and mountains into pieces, hit Pang Wanyang's head, it made a huge buzzing sound like a copper bell being struck.
boom!
Pang Wanyang was shocked.
He felt an extremely powerful will with irresistible will, just like his collapsed mind!
That divine will was like thunder, like flames, like the Milky Way, like the earth. In the end, it turned into a Tai Chi diagram that flowed in black and white and contained endless Tao Yuan!
That is the change of yin and yang, that is the principle of Tai Chi!
Boom!
The Tai Chi diagram exploded into pieces, and seemed to turn into a blazing fire of Tao Yun, erupting into thin air.
In an instant, the changes surged.
Ben Pang Wanyang only felt that his divine will, which had climbed to the extreme and was already impossible to climb, made another final leap under the push of this Tao Yun!
Finally, his mind grasped the mysterious energy.
Finally, I got a glimpse of the avenue of heaven and man!
At the last moment, he heard a voice as calm as water:
"I accept your idea of martial arts. As for Tianmen, you'd better go on your own!"
you......
Finally, he took a deep look at the Taoist, whose expression was calm and his eyes were still as dark as water even during such a battle, and all his thoughts fell silent.
An Qisheng's expression was as calm as before, his hanging arms slowly relaxed, and his eyes dropped.
Pang Wanyang's body turned into complete ashes.
It was smaller than dust, completely disintegrated, without even a trace remaining.
At this point, the Six Hell Demon Lord Pang Wanyang, who had been ranked number one in the world for decades and was known as the first person in the Demon Sect throughout the ages, fell like a meteor.
Like a shooting star, it cuts across the sky, pierces through the billowing dark clouds, and disappears behind the long sky.
In a daze, the many divine vein masters who were watching this battle closely seemed to hear a wonderful fairy song composed by the sky, and saw the sky high above the thunder clouds and the depths of the boundless sky.
That fleeting portal.
Then, is Tianmen?
Pang Wanyang, succeeded?
Or is this all an illusion?
In an instant, even though the people watching the battle were all the greatest masters in the world, they couldn't help but hesitate for a moment and were a little unsure.
What happened at that last moment?
They had many thoughts in their minds, and finally, they looked towards the sky.
Above the dissipating wind and sand, under the pierced dark clouds, shrouded in golden light, a Taoist in tattered clothes stood there.
Between heaven and earth, Taoists are independent.
Back and forth, up and down, the wind and clouds dispersed, and for a moment, it looked like a celestial being.
"Invincible..."
Kuangtu Yan murmured to himself, saying such words for the second time.
Last time, at the top of King Quan Mountain, he saw An Qisheng survive the thunderstorm and achieve Tai Chi to unify Yin and Yang. He had already predicted that he would be a truly invincible creature in the future.
But he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, so fast that no one was prepared, and so fast that he was caught off guard.
But no matter what he thought, An Qisheng, who had defeated Pang Wanyang in an upright manner, was truly invincible.
"I don't know the future, and there will be a battle that can't compete with today..."
Master Baiyue felt something in his heart and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
It seems that I made a mistake.
The scene that he predicted would cause the world's martial arts community to wither away didn't seem to happen...
Or maybe it wasn't Pang Wanyang who caused the catastrophe in the martial arts world?
However, with this Taoist here, what kind of devil is there in the world who can cause such an earth-shattering catastrophe as he predicted?
"Good, good..."
Chakravartin clasped his hands together and let out a sigh of unknown meaning.
The whole person had disappeared into the wind and sand, and before he finished speaking, he had completely disappeared.
"Master Wang Quan..."
Mu Qingfeng looked at his palm with a sense of loss, and his slender fingers couldn't help but tremble:
"The way of Tai Chi..."
"good!"
A hundred miles away, in the vast sea of yellow sand, Wang Jianglong couldn't help but scream.
He has no distracting thoughts.
I was simply excited by the final collision of two incredible figures.
Whether it was Pang Wanyang's last punch that wiped out all sentient beings, or Taoist Wang Quan's whip like the Nine-Heaven God King swiping a sacred mountain to smite the gods, in his eyes they were all extremely exquisite, a masterpiece that made people feel relaxed and happy just by looking at it. means.
Involuntarily, he tied the wine gourd around his waist and drank it in large gulps. In such a battle, he should drink wine and drink it all!
All over the vast sea, several other divine vein masters who saw this battle also had mixed reactions, and their emotions were hard to calm down.
Huhu~~~
In the sky, An Qi stood tall, his tattered robes rising in the air.
Since he came to Jiufu Realm, this battle was the most difficult battle he had ever experienced.
Pang Wanyang's will, determination, and martial arts are all top-notch in the past and present, and he has been ranked No. 1 in the world for decades. The last punch is the one that can really injure him hard, and even kill him with him.
At the same time, he is also a true seeker.
Putting aside good and evil, this is a true Taoist friend.
pity.......
He shook his head slightly and held his fingers in the air.
Pa da ~
A piece of dark gold, a glove the color of human skin fell into his palm.
This is Pang Wanyang's magic weapon.
The small boxing gloves weighed a thousand kilograms, and the materials used were all top-notch in the world. They also contained Pang Wanyang's lifelong boxing intention and martial arts.
Anyone who obtains it will definitely have the potential to achieve divine veins.
If he is compatible with Pang Wanyang, it is not impossible to even achieve what he once achieved.
Phew~
His figure moved slightly, and he had already cut through the sky.
In the wind and sand, Wang Jianglong, Mu Qingfeng, Worshiping Moon Master, Yan Kuangtu and others all jumped into the air and chased after him.
It is impossible for any divine vein to be unmoved by the final mystery of this battle.
Why is it that Pang Wanyang has clearly fallen, but he still has the illusion that the heaven is opening wide?
........
Hanlong Oasis has long been calm.
The landlady led a group of workers to clean up the traces of the wind and sand. Although the big storm seven days ago did not bury the Hanlong Inn, it left a mess. Hundreds of people cleaned it up for seven days.
Only then can I sort it out.
"I'm so exhausted..."
The landlady lay on the rocking chair, rubbing her sore hands and feet, gritting her teeth in her heart.
That group of people smashed the roof of her house, and the wind and sand filled the entire floor!
One floor of sand!
She almost got mad to death.
"Fortunately, these plague gods are finally gone..."
She let out a long sigh, picked up the tea cup, and lamented in her heart that she just thought she was unlucky.
Suddenly, his body trembled, and the teacup he picked up fell to the ground with a clatter, breaking into eight pieces.
"You... you..."
Her hands and feet trembled, and her voice trembled.
Not far away, she saw several people falling from the sky in a leisurely manner. The first one was the one she would not forget even turning into ashes and turning into mud.
King Quan Taoist!
