All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

In the capital of Huaguo, in an ordinary park, it is now evening, the sky is gradually darkening, and there are not many figures.

On top of a dense grass, there are several lush ancient trees, and under it there is a young man with long eyebrows who is really slow and punching. Ordinary Taijiquan has a unique charm.

It seems to be a kind of natural harmony, a feeling that heaven and man are intertwined, and everything is the same. Every move of this person is sympathetic with the surrounding environment, and it is integrated into one, a feeling of being one.

When He Heng came here and saw this scene, his eyes shrank suddenly. In this god, he can no longer see the breath that belongs to people at this moment, but a kind of divinity that how to constantly cast the invisible fist of the Dao, and he has truly become a "god".

"It seems that after you let go of everything and gave up your hard work for many years, you have been freed from the shackles of your mind, and you have made great progress." He Heng smiled slightly and looked at the young man with long eyebrows.

"Compared to your footsteps, this is nothing to me." God also raised his head slightly and looked at He Heng, his dark eyes were very deep, "He Heng, you are very good, and you have not disappointed me. Over the years , I set up the **** organization and trained many masters, many of whom have stepped into the real spirit of the land, but you are the only one who has truly achieved the realm of 'god', breaking the void and seeing the gods."

Saying this, God is also looking at He Heng deeply. He Heng's current appearance is not much different from that in Datian World. He once complained about this. He is obviously a different parent. Same? There must be a deep meaning in this, could it be said that it is the old king next door...

He Heng is now in his early twenties, and his appearance is naturally much more mature than that of the teenage boy in Datian World. His childishness has been swept away, and some are calm and rounded. Her skin is as white as jade, as warm as a baby, her hair is as black as ink, and in her deep eyes is a touch of perseverance under the baptism of years.

God felt a huge sense of crisis in this extremely sunny and handsome young man, as if he was facing a wild beast, showing his minions.

This kind of heart palpitations, which he has been experiencing for decades, only happened not long ago when he faced Wang Chao and his wife joining forces, but now he is facing He Heng alone.

"Interesting, He Heng, you are indeed extraordinary. You are worthy of the person I liked at first sight." God smiled indifferently and looked at He Heng with admiration.

"Are you complimenting me or complimenting yourself?" He Heng smiled slightly, and glanced closely at God's eyes.

"Haha, yes, there is no need to talk nonsense between you and me, that is the hypocrisy that those monkeys only need, not between us gods." God smiled suddenly, and Lu looked at He Heng with a frightening cold light.

"That's right, let's fight with me." He Heng was also laughing, a gentle breeze blew, and he moved.

Stepping on the Seven Stars and the Big Dipper, unifying the sun, moon and stars, this is Yu Bu; there is a cold light in his eyes, which is breathtaking, this is a witness of Taijiquan; his whole body is suddenly filled with strong winds, stirring the surrounding three inches of land, he Waving a set of ordinary boxing techniques, he attacked God with a direct strike of "Black Tiger Heart".

"good!"

God's pupils shrank, extremely deep, shining on He Heng's fist mark, which was extremely clear. He also raised his hands and slapped He Heng's arm violently.

Snapped!

A clear and crisp sound resounded, He Heng and God's fists and palms intersected, blasting with force, like thunder, and a red mark appeared on each of their arms.

"Come again!" He Heng roared, his whole body turned blood red, as if every drop of crimson blood was about to drip. This was a sign that his blood had reached its peak, which was extremely terrifying.

God's place was the same, steam was bubbling all over his body, like boiling, his blood was burning, and blood seemed to drip from his two long eyebrows.

The two punched at the same time, with a surging momentum, He Heng stepped on the gangbu fight, God gave birth to lotus step by step, all of which are the highest achievements of Taoist martial arts.

Pong!

There was a loud explosion, as if a rock was shaking the sky, and it was like a thunderstorm, shaking the world. He Heng collided with God's fists and feet, and the ferocious strength burst out with astonishing brilliance. Every punch and foot carried a monstrous momentum, as thick as a mountain and as majestic as a mountain.

He Heng turned around, his face suddenly faded from all emotions, and he turned into the coldest and most ruthless heaven, looking down at the world with cold eyes, the fist marks in his hands swayed, and the air surging in all directions, as if the stars were running, the four seasons were reincarnated, and all things were born and destroyed. in it!

The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon!

This is He Heng's ruthless boxing of the Dao, which incarnates the Dao of Heaven, overlooks the vast sky, controls everything ups and downs, no matter whether you are immortals, demons, gods, devils, and Buddhas, they are all under the sky! With one punch, he swept across with unparalleled momentum.

"Hey...it's good, but it's not enough."

God suddenly sighed, and with this sigh, his shoulders suddenly sank, this slumping shoulder, there was no sign in advance, just so suddenly, such as unrestrained, vigorous and round, and even abruptly staggered He Heng's unmarked punch.

While sinking his shoulders, God pressed his hands on his lower abdomen, with ten fingers crossed, thumbs facing each other, middle fingers raised, twisted into a single strand, forming a flame-shaped gesture.

The speed of this gesture that formed into a flame shape was extremely fast, unbelievably fast, and it emerged naturally when the shoulders were sunk.

"Ok?"

He Heng was a little surprised. He didn't expect God to be able to dodge his punch so easily. While his shoulders were sinking, he did not miss this opportunity and took advantage of the situation.

Obviously, he won this time, and it was immediately the big murderous move of "crocodile tail clipping".

Just as he was taking advantage of the momentum, He Heng's head suddenly flashed, and it seemed that God's hand turned into a flame on his abdomen and flashed.

This is not what the eyes see, but what He Heng directly touches. Because **** made this gesture, it was so fast that the naked eye couldn't see it clearly.

boom!

A soft sound.

It's like the lights are exploding. God suddenly swelled up his shoulders, raised his hands, and pulled up his waist, and the muscles in his whole body seemed to burst out suddenly.

He Heng could clearly hear a clattering sound in his ears!

This is the sound of God's gesture causing the whole body to explode, and the sound of blood flowing rapidly in the blood vessels in the body! Between the strength, the sound of blood flowing from the body came out. How explosive is that? In an instant, how much pressure does the body have to bear?

He Heng's arms were bounced an inch away. Afterwards, God slanted his feet, his body was like a lotus leaf in the wind, and his hands directly hit He Heng's abdomen! This time, his hands were directly excited, and the sound of turbulent agitation came out of his body!

The sound of the waves slapped.

This isn't the wind, it's not the shaking of muscles, it's not the rattling of bones and muscles, it's the image of the blood surging all over the body and the sound coming out through the body! The style of play this time seems to be "turning around and swinging the lotus" in Taijiquan.

But He Heng knew that Taijiquan's "turning around and swinging the lotus" would never be able to achieve such a ferocious explosive power!

First make a flame gesture, a lotus blossom-like play! This is the kung fu of Taoist qigong "planting lotus in fire".

He Heng also knows this skill. He has been to Taoist holy places such as Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, etc. to practice over the years, and naturally he will not let Wudang Mountain go.

He has learned the "tortoise and snake sword" in Wudang swordsmanship. The last shelf should be the shelf for planting lotus in the fire.

However, this **** is the only one who can beat this style to the sound of blood surging through his body!

"If I get my life, I will be able to plant golden lotuses in the fire!"

God was yelling, his fists exploded and hit He Heng's abdomen. His "planting lotus in the fire" style took the way of the heavenly immortal, which is in the direction of the human being and the reverse of the immortal. , the fist that dominates the world.

However, in the face of his menacing fist marks, He Heng was not in a hurry. Between the electric light and flint, he shot indifferently, like a giant **** from ancient chaos, wielding a big axe, opening up the world, destroying chaos, and creating a new universe. . This fist is a formless fist of the Dao, as the name suggests, it is invisible and intangible, and it has no boundaries.

The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world!

The vast boxing intent carries the artistic conception that seems to have opened up the world, the general trend of destroying chaos, the mystery derived from all things, and suddenly intercepts God's "planting lotus in the fire".

"Huh?" God's expression changed, his hands suddenly raised, and a ferocious qi attacked He Heng directly. He Heng's face was awe-inspiring, and he threw out another punch, opening up the world, and the artistic conception that nurtured all things flourished, crushing that qi.

But God also seized this gap, and a sturdy meaning swept through his body, his body suddenly became majestic, turning into a two-meter-high little giant, and he hit him hard with a "Iron Body".

"Good job!" He Heng roared loudly, his blood roared, and he hit him with the same "Iron body leaning".

Boom!

A muffled sound resounded, as if dynamite exploded, and the surrounding air of more than ten meters turned into a submerged stream, shattering the flowers and grasses that rolled up the entire lawn, and the trees withered and turned into bare branches.

"Come again!" He Heng took a step back abruptly, swung a majestic fist and hit him, stepping on the gang to fight, the fist was majestic and earth-shattering.

God's face suddenly turned bright, his whole body was tumbling with blood and qi overflowing, rolling the surrounding air, as if a small tornado was created, blowing away everything around him.

The two of them quickly intertwined and collided with one punch and one foot with astonishing power. Without a single foot, they could step on a big hole on the ground. One punch could break a big tree, and a stone table around was directly smashed to smithereens. , the scene is terrifying.

The fist is mighty, the power is fierce, and the power is sweeping. Every boxing technique reaches the pinnacle in their hands, representing the pinnacle of human physical fitness. For ordinary people, they can be called... God, this is God fighting!

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