"Three Friends of Taoism?"
Qinglong and others' hearts skipped a beat, but before they could think about it, they saw Truman crossing over in the cold air waves.
"You learn from others, but I don't, let alone have any covet..."
Truman's broad warrior robe suddenly tightened at this moment. Facing Porter who came through the air, he just snorted, and hot blood surged out as he raised his arms and clenched his fists:
"I thought that the Taoist Association would only bow to Taoism, but I didn't expect that you would actually bow your head in front of others!"
Over the past few hundred years, overseas has been chaotic and bloody, and there have been countless heroes in troubled times.
Until Mu Longcheng went overseas and inherited the position of great leader, he killed everyone who dared to stand up openly.
Truman lived in the shadow of Mouron City for a long time.
Of course he doesn't know Potter.
boom!
The blood energy was emptied, boiling and agitated. Faintly, there seemed to be the clanging sound of gold and iron horses in the void, and the boiling blood energy was burning like the flames of war.
Everyone present looked at it and felt the smell of rust in their mouths and noses, as if they were seeing a bloody battlefield.
This is based on Truman's inherited "Six Hell Demon Sect" secret book "War Demon Heart Sutra", which contains Xuan Xing and developed many boxing techniques over time.
Military killing punch!
"No wonder Xue Zheng can't kill you. You've succeeded."
Porter's arms stretched out like a roc soaring or a crane spreading its wings. Naturally, without the slightest hint of fireworks, it just met Truman's military killing punch:
"It's a pity that this is Daxuan, not your Golden Eagle Kingdom!"
boom!
After a thunderous explosion, there was a sound of physical collision like a barrage of cannons.
"Then Truman influenced the national destiny of the Golden Eagle Nation. No wonder, no wonder..."
Chu Fan's eyes narrowed, but he saw something.
During the thirty years of Wang Quan Dao, unlike Feng Mingtao who loved fighting and killing, Chu Fan took on the task of guarding the collection.
Most of the time, I read some essays, legends, unofficial histories, and story books.
He remembered clearly that the War Demon Heart Sutra was said to be the martial arts of an unknown enemy of the first generation of Taoist King Quan in Jiufu Realm 3,300 years ago.
This martial art does not focus on form or intention, but only on momentum.
Before Taoist Wang Quan came into being, he was the number one in the world who had dominated the world for decades. His momentum was so powerful that even masters of the same level could not resist his punches.
In the real world without spiritual energy, this martial art is particularly powerful.
Truman used this opportunity to unite the country and build momentum from the West. Even if he could not compare with the unparalleled master of the year, he had already made up for the shortcomings of being one step behind himself and others.
No wonder he dared to come alone.
In today's world, Truman would never be able to cultivate the courage to be the invincible number one in the world, but with the help of the Golden Eagle Nation's national destiny, he has reached this step in disguise.
Because for the past hundreds of years, the Golden Eagle Kingdom has dominated the ocean, and before Daxuan truly rose, it was the well-deserved number one in the world.
If he reaches the top of the Golden Eagle, he will definitely be able to use this national fortune to develop his own momentum.
Boom!
It sounded like thousands of collisions, and the sound of the roaring wind all around was silenced and seemed to be drowned out.
Stab~
With the sound of cracking brocade, Porter descended from the sky and landed in front of the mountain. He stepped back step by step, each step like a heavy hammer beating a drum.
After being blown by the strong wind for several months, the ground that was more familiar than concrete was turned over by stepping on it, and countless silt was carried away by the strong wind, filling the vast void.
boom!
Truman landed on the ground at the same time, his figure swayed slightly, but he stabilized his figure and stopped taking action, but his eyes were a little cold:
"Tai Chi Sanshou?"
The War Demon Heart Sutra is heavy on strength, and Tai Chi is heavy on intention. The moment they fought, he already realized something was wrong.
Porter's punch actually changed.
In the past, Porter practiced hundreds of boxing styles, and his attacks were never limited to any boxing method, and were more in line with modern human body fighting.
But at this time, every move he made contained Tai Chi. This was something he learned from Mr. An...
As early as three years ago in the dream, he had learned from somewhere the identity of Mr. An in the dream, and even sold it to the officials of various countries...
"In ancient times in Daxuan Dynasty, there was a way to practice cultivation in Fulongting. It's a pity that you are gambling on the fate of the country with your own life. Even if Zhuge is going to die, how can you be so virtuous and capable?"
Phew~
Potter shook his arms, his expression cold. Although his clothes were damaged, he did not show any embarrassment.
"I have also studied the principles of Tai Chi in depth. The Tao of one yin and one yang has not flourished forever. Daxuan has flourished for thousands of years, and for thousands of years after that, it should have been the Qi of the West."
A hundred years of dreams are enough for anyone to study other theories deeply. Truman obviously did not just study martial arts:
"How do you know I can't succeed?"
"maybe?"
Porter just shook his head, ignored Truman, and glanced at Chu Fan and Gu Changsheng lightly: "Mr. An has been waiting for you for a long time."
Chu Fan and Gu Changsheng looked at each other, nodded, and headed towards Tianlian Mountain.
From the perspective of the two men, we can naturally see the inside story of the fight between Porter and Truman. Porter did not care about anything and retreated when pushed, while Truman advanced and never retreated.
Although it seems that Truman has the upper hand, it is obviously impossible to defeat Porter under the prying eyes of Qinglong, Baihu, Wang Zhixuan and others.
As soon as the two left.
Wang Zhixuan has taken a step forward, her breath cutting through the wind and waves like a knife, the green dragon and the white tiger's eyes are also locked on Truman.
The war is about to break out.
Huhu~
The celestial phenomena near Tianlian Mountain are extremely weird, but in this biting wind, apart from looking at it with one heart, no grass, trees, snow or even some gravel and dust are left.
Gu Changsheng and Chu Fan were naturally dissatisfied with the speed. Almost at the same time as the battle started at the bottom of the mountain, they had reached the top of the mountain and focused on what was ahead.
The clear light here is like a waterfall, surrounding everything on the mountain top, and it is magnificent.
Looking from this point, one can see Su Jie sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple with divine light blooming, and An Qisheng sitting on the mottled Taoist platform with his hand on his palm.
Preach?
Really preaching?
Both Gu Changsheng and Chu Fan's hearts moved. They recalled what Porter had said before and guessed something.
Suddenly, with Chu Fan's state of mind, they couldn't help but jump. They looked up, only to feel that there seemed to be a vast sea of stars and endless Tao Yun in that quiet gaze.
For a moment, he felt as if he had fallen into a dream, and his expression was in a trance.
"Mr. An..."
Chu Fan was in a trance when he heard a calm voice coming from the Taoist temple:
"I already know your purpose of coming, but water and fire can still be compatible, let alone the dreamer who was born out of mortals?"
Amidst the divine light, An Qisheng raised his eyes and looked at Gu Changsheng and Chu Fan:
"A solitary yin cannot be born, a solitary yang cannot grow. The two are the root of each other, and they are the inside and outside of each other. It is human nature to be united and to oppose differences. Tolerance leads to greatness, but it is the 'Tao'..."
