As the Taoist stood among the ruins, the sky seemed to be silent for a moment, the roar of thunder and the roar of evil dragons seemed to dim for a moment.
Wherever he stands, all the remaining light between heaven and earth seems to be condensed into his body.
Easily, it attracted everyone's attention.
"Master Wang Quan!"
On the observation deck, Liu Changchang's pupils shrank and he recognized the person.
He is stronger than before, and can actually defeat the power of the heavenly and human divine weapons and the Dragon King's armor.
"Master Wang Quan? Is it him?"
"He's really here?!"
"The best royal Taoist in the world!"
The Jin Yiwei, the six gates and even some soldiers were all in an uproar. Many of them had witnessed the battle where An Qisheng suppressed Cao Tiangang and showed his power at the top of Fengdu City.
He also knew that he had defeated Pang Wanyang and became the real number one in the world.
At this moment, seeing him overpowering the power of the heavenly, human and divine weapons, I was shocked but also somewhat justified.
If there is anyone in this world who can compete with the divine weapons of heaven and man, then it can only be him.
"Master Wang Quan..."
Seeing An Qisheng save Hanchang Palace, King Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was afraid.
This royal Taoist appeared to be invisible when he came in and out of the palace. This was certainly because the royal city was in chaos at the time, but his divine will could not detect his traces, which also shows that his martial arts had already reached the level of a saint.
Ang~
Dragons roared in the sky.
The long red gold dragon swam in the dark clouds, dancing with the electric snake, staring at the Taoist on the ground with eager eyes, as if it felt threatened.
"Taoist Master... it is indeed you..."
Han Changgong looked at An Qisheng, a wry smile appeared on his pale face.
An Qisheng's clothes moved with the wind.
He took a deep look at the long red gold dragon hovering among the thunder in the sky.
In his perception, this red-gold dragon-shaped armor resembled gold and iron, but was neither gold nor iron, seemed substantial yet non-substantial, seemed illusory yet real, and seemed like air and spirit.
A step further than the divine weapons with divine veins, they are truly miraculous beings that can transform between divine energy and matter.
It can be said that it is illusory, it can be said that it is real, it can be said that it is gold, iron, flesh and blood, true energy, or transformed by divine will.
It is a magical weapon and martial arts, and it is even more like the embodiment of the great way of heaven and man.
Even he couldn't help but be dazzled by the wonder of this existence.
As he thought, he lowered his eyes and looked at Han Changgong, who looked defeated in front of him, and said in a calm tone:
"When others die, they will die. There is no one like you in ancient times who can drag thousands of soldiers and civilians across the city to be buried with them.
Hanchang Palace, you are really amazing..."
Han Changgong's face turned pale. At this point, he had nothing to say.
Hearing this, he could only smile bitterly:
"It's my fault, why are the people to blame? Taoist priest is so heroic and courageous, please save these innocent people..."
He was not familiar with An Qisheng.
But as he stood here, he felt calm for some reason. It seemed that as long as this person was here, everything would not be a problem.
"Since he is guilty, it is not a big responsibility to die."
An Qisheng walked forward and gently patted Han Changgong on the shoulder:
"You live, and the rest,
give it to me! "
boom!
At the same time as his figure moved, thunder clouds raged, and the red golden divine dragon moved at the same time, suddenly swooping down from between the long dragon sea of clouds.
Carrying the terrifying power of thousands of thunderous explosions, he descended with his claws!
The dragon explores its claws!
There are countless martial arts skills in the world, including eagle claws, tiger claws, dragon claws and so on. However, any palm technique and claw technique are absolutely not as terrifying as the power of this claw!
I saw that the air flow was completely torn apart, and wind and thunder followed for dozens of miles around. Countless spiritual energy of heaven and earth were attracted by it, and turned into endless flames and burned. The radiance was so great that it instantly illuminated the entire royal city.
The air flow exploded in it, and the thunder and electric snake jumped between the dragon's claws.
It's as if everything in the void is held in its claws!
The terrifying power of it made everyone in the entire royal city feel sour, as if their own hearts were being grasped by the dragon's claws.
Many people, even though they knew it was not coming against them, still couldn't help but flee.
I just want to be as far away from the fighting place as possible.
"It's amazing that a weapon can reach this level..."
Looking at it, An Qisheng couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Sitting quietly in Mozhou for many days, he thoroughly digested the results of the battle with Pang Wanyang. Although his martial arts could not have any earth-shaking changes, it also gave him a deeper understanding of martial arts.
He doesn't know how strong the Heavenly Man is, and he doesn't know how strong the Soldier Master is.
But he knows how strong he is.
I am invincible in this world!
If he were a real war master, then that would be fine. He was just influenced by the will of an old eunuch, and only the instinctive Dragon King Armor was left. What would he be afraid of?
The words floated in the air.
His body was already in mid-air, and in the flamboyant Taoist robe, he raised his arms to the sky and met the divine dragon's claws!
This is an absolutely disproportionate collision.
The dragon's claws reached down, accompanied by wind and thunder. Every scale on the dragon's claws seemed to be surrounded by boiling golden light like magma, and it was about a mile in size.
As for An Qisheng, his stature is neither tall nor short, neither thin nor tall, and his entire body is not as big as a thousand dragon claws.
He slapped the palm lightly, as if even slapping someone in the face was too weak.
But unexpectedly, he raised his hand and left, and his divine will surged up into the sky, stirring up the omnipresent spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
A criss-crossing Tai Chi diagram emerged. Between the black and white flows, it turned out to be much larger than a dragon's claw.
The gap between reality and illusion made everyone present who saw this scene feel so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit blood.
The movements of one man and one dragon seemed extremely slow, but in fact they were extremely fast.
An Qisheng's sigh was still floating in the sky, and the earth-shattering collision had already exploded in mid-air!
Boom!
It was as if the most brilliant fireworks suddenly burst out from the sky, lighting up the entire city of Fengdu in the darkness! !
The ripples in the void spread, and the invisible and qualitative power was like thousands of ferocious beasts stepping forward, and the turbulent air waves spread hundreds of feet away and thousands of feet away!
The swaying clouds and air waves almost covered the omnipresent sea of thunderclouds in the sky.
The terrifying sound waves wreaked havoc on the royal city.
Within a few hundred feet, the most violent hurricane in the world was set off.
For a moment, Hanchang Palace staggered, and the soldiers who were running away were blown to the ground like scarecrows, and rolled one after another.
The soldiers who can garrison the royal city are all elite, and they are young masters who can be promoted to generals in the army.
Each one of them has excellent martial arts skills, and they are usually enemies of ten or dozens of people, but at this time, they can't even bear the aftermath of this collision.
Natural disaster!
Natural disaster!
The collision this time was far greater than the previous one, as if the sky was falling!
boom!
After a collision, An Qisheng's muscles and bones crackled, and the force released by him sent ripples in the sky behind him, all the way to the earth.
The earth rolled, earth and rocks splashed, and the hard stone slabs shattered into powder almost instantly. The terrifying force still spread, and wherever it passed, the earth rolled like waves.
"good!"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, An Qisheng's spine trembled, and the muscles around his body tightened, bursting out with majestic power.
With the burst of bright light, his figure jumped up, pulling out the tail inflammation left by the fierce burning in the raging wind, and went straight towards the long red gold dragon winding hundreds of feet above the sky. !
boom!
boom!
Under the rolling thunder clouds, An Qisheng's figure was like a dragon. Between his fists and palms, all kinds of Sanshou essences flowed out, and he swam in the thunder clouds, sometimes swooping, sometimes soaring, sometimes reaching for claws, sometimes The long red gold dragons swaying their tails collided.
After a collision, An Qisheng knew that he was wrong.
The divine weapons of heaven and humans are the avenues left by the gods in the past, and they also contain the wisdom, martial arts, and combat experience of past military masters.
Even though he has no owner at this time, the old eunuch's divine will cannot affect the overall situation at all, but his fighting instinct is also extremely terrifying. With one claw and one tail, every collision and flip are all extremely wonderful!
Even though An Qi spent all his days and nights practicing in a dream and accumulated a wealth of combat experience, he was still unable to gain an upper hand in a simple collision.
What's more, this Dragon King Armor is originally a divine weapon, and its toughness far exceeds all materials in the world.
Even if An Qisheng's physique is unparalleled, it is impossible to suppress him with strength alone!
As a result, one person and one dragon actually got into a brief fight.
For a moment, the sky and the earth were full of light, and the air currents and thunder and fire danced together. The sky and the earth, which should have been cold, seemed to have waves of heat spreading.
There was even more chaos in the royal city.
The aftermath of the battle spread hundreds of feet, affecting the entire land.
I don't know how many buildings were collapsed and broken by the sound waves. Rockeries, pavilions, and even artificial lakes were all affected by the force, and they stood upside down and soared into the sky!
The power was beyond description for a moment.
This is a collision between humans and divine weapons, a collision between the number one master of heaven and man, and a collision between heaven and man’s divine weapons!
The eyes of Liu Yanchang, Han Changgong, Yutian, Zhu Zhengqing, Qian Cang and other masters were all attracted by this battle, and they forgot themselves for a moment.
Except King Feng.
Prince Feng's face was extremely ugly.
Seeing the splendid fireworks and the Taoist colliding with the Dragon King's armor in the rolling thunder clouds, his scalp exploded as if it was electrified.
After nearly two hundred years of refining, the Dragon King Armor has been mostly recovered. Under the blood sacrifice of a Taiyin Wuji master like Gui Lao Lao who has survived for two hundred years, it is certainly impossible to exert the power of the peak warrior master.
But it is far beyond the limit of the divine vein. Is this royal Taoist so tyrannical?
Gui Lao Lao's divine will could only barely control the Dragon King Armor in the state of blood sacrifice. Only after truly experiencing the refining of Dafeng's national destiny, his divine will completely replaced the will of the divine soldiers and recognized himself as the master.
Before that, he could only watch the battle helplessly and could not intervene at all.
Unless you...
He looked at the uncertain light and darkness of Fengdu City under the thunderclouds, and a deep struggle couldn't help but appear on his face.
But as the battle in the sky became more and more intense, the dragon's roar became more and more urgent.
The struggle on his face slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a deep indifference and coldness:
"Why are you forcing me to..."
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