Great Dao Ji

Bang!

Wu Liusan threw Zhao Tianfeng through the window into Hanlong Inn, and closed a row of windows with a backhand palm.

Hanlong Inn dared to open in Mozhou, and it had experienced many storms, so it would not be swallowed by the storm.

Then, he climbed up to the second floor with his body up and down.

Looking out along a special skylight.

I saw countless wind and sand connecting the sky and the earth, becoming everything between heaven and earth. In the boundless sky and earth, only yellow sand was floating.

No,

In the yellow sand that filled the sky, there were still black clouds rolling, and electric snakes crisscrossing.

And in this storm that destroyed the world.

Two figures flowed between heaven and earth, like two real dragons forgetting to fight each other, as if ignoring the natural disaster-like storm.

Boom!

Boom!

In the collision sound that could not be covered by thunderclouds and storms, the two dragon-like figures had disappeared in the sky.

"Such martial arts"

Wu Liusan felt trembling.

Even though his Qi and Meridians had been condensed for many years and he had seen many masters, he still did not expect that human martial arts could be so strong.

Fighting in the midst of thunder, and letting it run rampant in the midst of natural disasters!

This is no longer a human, it is simply a land immortal, a living god and Buddha!

For such a battle, he would not even have the opportunity to watch.

"I wonder if such a battle can give us a glimpse of the aura of the gods and men?"

In the vast yellow sand, the Wheel King, Mu Qingfeng, Yan Kuangtu, and the Moon Worshipping Immortal were rampant in the sky.

"I'm afraid this battle will determine life and death."

Looking at the sky, Yan Kuangtu muttered to himself.

This battle was absolutely different from the previous three battles. When fighting with him, Pang Wanyang only tried it briefly. When fighting with Mu Qingfeng, it was a one-stroke victory. Ikkiu simply used horizontal training to resist.

But at this time, this was a real battle of life and death.

"The way of the gods and men is so difficult."

A hint of bitterness also appeared on the meticulous face of the Moon Worshipping Immortal.

Any master who has achieved Taiyin Wuji would have wanted to see the great way of heaven and man, and he was no exception.

Unfortunately, in the past tens of thousands of years, there were only ten recorded heaven and man in Jiufu Realm, and only eight of them broke through the air.

So there is a saying that it takes three thousand years to find a heaven and man.

How difficult is it?

"Heaven and man, sword"

Mu Qingfeng stared at the broken sword in his hand, his handsome face was in a trance.

At a certain moment, he raised his hand and let the long sword fall into the wind and sand.

Although he fought with Pang Wanyang for only a moment, in that blow, he vaguely glimpsed a further step in the sword.

After sword twenty-two, there should be sword twenty-three!

But, can sword twenty-three cut open the door to heaven and man?

They will never miss such a peak decisive battle, and only they can really witness it.

One hour!

Two hours!

The sun sets, and the red moon rises!

One day!

Two days!

Three days!

Seven days had passed in a flash!

The two crossed the vast sea and crossed the desert state. The battlefield stretched for thousands of miles in the sky and underground.

The battlefield of the two was not even limited to the air. Sometimes they shuttled through thunderclouds, sometimes they collided in storms, and several times they fell from the sky and fought under the sea of ​​sand!

With their martial arts skills at this level, they had already ignored almost 99% of the natural disasters in the world, and even ignored all the dangerous environments in the world.

Whether it was thunderclouds or storms, whether in the sky or underground, they had little impact on them, but the storm that the two fought in the desert state was undoubtedly an unprecedented natural disaster for others!

In the boundless sea, the caravans were fine, but they were forced to hide in the oasis and dared not go out. The bandits and horse bandits who were rampant in the vast sea and had no fixed place to live were swallowed up by the wind and sand in their temporary stationing places.

Those who escaped the sandstorm by chance were also extremely horrified and shocked to the point of being speechless.

"Oh my God!"

"How is it possible? How could such a change in the celestial phenomena be caused by humans?"

"Is it a fight between heaven and man? Or the Lord of Arms?"

All the bandits who saw this battle were shocked.

Not only them, but also many masters in the vast sea who had known about the battle on February 2 and came to watch the battle specially did not expect that such a horrible battle would happen before February 2.

In the complex environment of wind and sand and rolling thunderclouds, even these masters could not see the two extremely fast figures, and they all guessed who was fighting.

Of course, there were also people who could see this battle.

Wang Jianglong stood in the wind and sand, looking up at the rolling thunderclouds, with a solemn look in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he naturally knew who was fighting in the sky at this time.

"Less than two years later, Taoist Wang Quan has reached this point?"

Wang Jianglong sighed in his heart.

He remembered that when he first met An Qisheng, he had to seize the opportunity to severely injure the Red Sun Dharma King. Even if it weren't for the cold dragon, he couldn't kill the Red Sun Dharma King.

Although he was strong, he thought that he was probably better than him at that time.

At the second opening ceremony of the King's Power Road, he fought with Pang Wanyang who came in a borrowed body in front of the mountain gate, and his strength had surpassed his.

But more than a year later, he could no longer compare to him.

In just over three years, he has caught up with the Six Hells Demon Lord Pang Wanyang who has been the number one in the world for decades!

What kind of invincible talent is this?

In the past ten thousand years, including the military masters of all generations, I am afraid that no one has such an amazing speed of progress.

Boom!

Boom!

In the sky, the wind and clouds exploded.

An Qisheng and Pang Wanyang pulled out a series of dragon-like Qi dragons, which kept colliding in the sky.

Bang!

In a lightning-fast collision, the two retreated and crossed each other.

After seven consecutive days of fighting, even though his momentum was rising again and again, and he could even grab the essence of heaven and earth to replenish himself, Pang Wanyang still felt a little tired. Seeing that An Qisheng still had no change, he was also shocked.

While bombarding the fist print, he laughed a long laugh: "It's great, it's great, brother's physique is rare in the world, and his free fighting is even more wonderful. May I ask what this free fighting is called?"

Boom!

Nantianmen reappeared, blocking the rolling torrent of fist intent.

An Qisheng moved forward, smashing layers of strong winds, flicking his ten fingers, turning countless changes, and the cold air split the void, evolving the ‘Immortal Slashing Platform’ and bombarding it:

“If you haven’t completed the free-hand fighting, it has no name. This style is called the Immortal Slashing Platform!”

An Qisheng was also amazed in his heart.

Pang Wanyang’s determination was something he had never seen in his life. After seven days of fighting, even his unparalleled physique felt a little tired.

Pang Wanyang’s fighting spirit became more and more fierce.

The title of the first person in the ancient and modern times of the Demon Sect is indeed not given by others. In fact, even if the founder of the Demon Sect is here, he is definitely not as good as him at this time!

“What a great Immortal Slashing Platform, but unfortunately, there is no immortal in this world for you to kill!”

Pang Wanyang roared, and his powerful fists met the ‘Immortal Slashing Platform’.

Boom!

A collision, circles of ripples like a tsunami continued to spread and spread with the two people as the center.

In the violent collision, Pang Wanyang's hair and beard were all stretched, and after a long roar, he attacked again.

Many magic skills in the world are known for their weirdness, but Pang Wanyang's moves are open and closed, as bright as the sun, and the thunder that fell from time to time seems to be more powerful than him!

During the seven days of confrontation, his mind has reached a very high level. In the dark, he seems to have felt the looming aura.

Therefore, even if the body is tired, the muscles and bones of the whole body and even the groans of the organs and internal organs, he doesn't care!

One punch is heavier than another.

One blow is stronger than another!

At this time, the enemy in his mind is no longer An Qisheng, but the sky that has been hanging since ancient times and has never changed.

It is the great 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 seems to have been sublimated, but it seems to be insufficient.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

His eyes spurted out real flames, and his whole body seemed to be burning.

The momentum that had already reached the limit was soaring again, and it was sublimated again on the top!

"Not good!"

"This is..."

"Burning the body and the meridians? He actually practiced such martial arts?"

Above the vast sea, the Wheel King, the Moon Worshiping Master, Yan Kuangtu and others were all shocked.

With their eyesight, they naturally saw what happened to Pang Wanyang.

Martial arts at this point could not have risen for no reason, and the momentum could never have been raised casually. The glory of this moment was that Pang Wanyang was burning himself!

This is a method of death, this is a method of self-sacrifice!

A generation of demon lords, sacrificed their lives for the truth, and burned themselves to illuminate the way ahead!

What kind of intention is this, what kind of spirit is this?

What kind of terrifying power will erupt again?

Boom!

The waves of the sky flowed across the fields!

The boiling and violent fist intent was like the sun bursting out at this moment. In just a moment, it had illuminated the dark sky with rolling dark clouds.

Then, the rolling fist intent was like the return of thousands of rivers, completely condensed on the fist prints intertwined with white and scarlet!

It struck towards An Qisheng.

Bang!

At this moment, even the Tai Chi true meaning that had never been broken in the seven days and seven nights of fighting was suddenly blown up!

Boom!

Yin and Yang flowed, and thousands of qi rolled.

An Qisheng's white robe was instantly torn apart by thousands of wind knives. With his horizontal training 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 again!

"Good boxing, good courage!"

In the surging strong wind, An Qisheng also let out a long roar.

Bang!

The broken Tai Chi's true meaning was shattered in this long roar, and turned into black and white, filling the sky.

In the huge humming sound, it seemed that infinite changes were derived from it.

In a trance, all the people who watched this scene had an extremely incredible thought in their hearts.

They seemed to see their own martial arts in the black and white light!

Ferris Wheel Method,

Dapeng King Fist,

Dragon Subduing Palm,

Taibai Sword,

Moon Worship Sky Strike,

Even, War Demon Heart Sutra!

These are seemingly recognizable martial arts essences that they can't recognize, and there are countless martial arts essences that they can't recognize!

It's as if the black and white contain all the martial arts and martial arts essences in the world!

"This is"

Pang Wanyang's eyes condensed.

In the boiling and turbulent wind, the ragged An Qisheng raised his arms, and the black and white were scattered between his arms.

Then,

the black and white that filled the sky disappeared together.

Only the arm that seemed to contain the essence of all martial arts,

whipped down like a whip!

It hit Pang Wanyang who was attacking like a god or a devil!

Ang~

There seemed to be a dragon roar in the sky.

Wang Jianglong was startled. He saw the Taoist whipping his arm, and it seemed that a thousand-foot-long real dragon was flying across the sky, breaking Pang Wanyang's body-protecting Qi and training his body.

It blew away his long hair that was like a flame, and hit him heavily.

On the top of his head!

The second chapter is here, and I will continue to write the third chapter.