I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 360 The Peerless Battle That Spans Eternity

"But you—"

He suddenly took a step forward and asked angrily: "You don't remember me! Why do you not remember me! 30 years... 30 years of loneliness in the endless darkness, what you got in return was 'Who are you' ?”

"Could you... keep your voice down."

Yang Gang thumped his head with a headache, this mysterious man was a little too noisy.

At the same time, under the influence of Bianhua, there seemed to be countless memories rolling in his mind, but because of some strange restriction between heaven and earth, those memories were firmly suppressed under his mind.

This made Yang Gang a little irritable, and his tone was naturally a little emotional.

"..."

The mysterious man couldn't help but hesitate when he heard the words.

Originally, with his arrogant personality, he shouldn't care about Yang Gang's attitude.But for some reason, the majesty that seemed to come from countless years ago made him stand up straight involuntarily.

He replied, "My name is Peng Meng."

"Pummon?"

A thoughtful look flashed in Yang Gang's eyes.

suddenly.

A vague memory flashed in my mind.

That was in ancient times.

Yang Gang spent the last few years with Su'e.He has begun to deliberately alienate each other, making friends from all walks of life all day long.

There seems to be such a scene in memory.

He was very drunk and met a young man on the road.

"Yi, please teach me how to shoot arrows! I also want to be a great hero..." He stood respectfully by the side of the road.

"Archery? I don't know how to do it. I don't teach it!" Yang Gang was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly, and waved his hand impatiently to refuse.

later.

again and again.

The young man blocked Yang Gang on his way home, but Yang Gang never agreed to teach him the art of archery.I only remember one time, he curiously asked the other party, "What's your name?"

"My name is Peng Meng." The young man subconsciously stood up and replied.

The memory is gone here.

After getting Mingjie Changhe, Yang Gang received more than 1 memories in total.

If he had to keep everything in mind, his mind would have been exhausted.

Therefore, he didn't remember whether he accepted the other party as his apprentice in the end.Because this incident is completely irrelevant in the countless fragmented memories.

If it is accepted.

If he has the opportunity to return to ancient times in the future, he will definitely unscrew the neck of this master-killing and traitor with his own hands!
However, because of Hanxiang, it is impossible for him to take a trip to ancient times just out of curiosity in his heart.

This scene of ancient times and the present world seems to overlap with two timelines.

Not only Yang Gang had a lot of thoughts.

Pang Meng, who was standing on a lonely boat on the Styx River, was also very complicated in his heart.

"You...remember now?" There was a hint of expectation in his tone.

It seems that getting Yang Gang's approval is very, very important to him.

"I have practiced all your archery skills, and I have even improved in 30 years to stand on my own. You must have been surprised when you saw that arrow just now, right?"

"Tell me quickly! Right?"

"Master!"

The eager shout echoed in the void, as if it contained an eternal obsession.

At this time, not only Yang Gang saw it, but also Amitabha Buddha and the Twelve Ancestors who were watching saw it. This ancient archer named 'Pang Meng' seemed to have a problem with his mind.

It is right to have problems.

Anyone who has stayed in the endless dark cycle for 30 years will have some problems in his mind.

"Well, it's alright."

Yang Gang nodded indifferently.

then.

He took out a pendant from his pocket.

Light flashed.

A translucent longbow like a spar suddenly appeared in his hand, fiery red energy flowed in the bow like a liquid, and the vermilion bowstrings were full of the power of the world, which seemed impossible to cut even the Dao of Heaven.

"Tong Gong. Su Zhen."

Pang Meng looked shocked.

The evil and resentful face quickly turned into a calm look, and he looked at the bow and arrow in Yang Gang's hand with great solemnity.

"30 years have passed, and this arrow is still in your hands."

"It's not Tong Gong Suai, but Tong Gong."

Yang Gang shook his head.

The divine bow without the power of Hanxiang only carried the ultimate masculine power in his body, so naturally it can only be called Tonggong.

"Hahaha, I understand!"

Pang Meng suddenly let out bursts of wild laughter, "Tong Gong has become Tong Gong, you can only exert half of the power you used to. Even half is far inferior... and now I have already surpassed you in the past."

"Yi, today is your death day! I will use my own strength to defeat you with dignity!"

"Heh~~"

Yang Gang shook his head without any excuse.

His strength at this time is indeed far inferior to when he shot the sun in ancient times.

but.

You, Pang Meng, hiding in the darkness of samsara, are not those ten golden crows who are invincible!
"Stop talking nonsense."

"Since you want to kill me, then come!"

Voice implementation.

The divine bow slowly opened in Yang Gang's hands.

An invisible flaming arrow condenses in an instant, and rotates automatically as if breathing, condensing the most masculine force in the world on the arrow tip.

"it is good!"

On the other side, Pang Meng also raised the wooden bow in his hand, put the pot of arrows from reincarnation on his back on the bowstring, and slowly drew the long bow.

Horror aura soared into the sky.

There was no wind and waves in the sea of ​​blood in the Styx River, and there were bursts of irregular waves.

Looking at Pang Meng below, Yang Gang couldn't help cheering up.

This person... is really strong!
The Tathagata, the Twelve Ancestor Witches watching, and even the figures hiding in the dark far away felt the distance between the two terrifying auras that seemed to be able to break through the barriers of reincarnation, lest they be affected by the aftermath.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Quietly watching the two peerless archers about to start a shocking duel on the Styx River.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

After three breaths.

'call out--'

'call out--'

Two peerless arrows suddenly pierced through the air.

The red arrow light is like a big sun rising under the Nine Netherworld, illuminating the surrounding tens of thousands of miles white.The taupe arrow light seems to be able to swallow all light, containing all the negative emotions in this world, dark and treacherous...

ding~~
A crisp impact sounded in the void.

When everyone thought that a shocking collision was about to erupt.

Those two arrows endowed with peerless archery skills tilted slightly at the same time as if in tacit understanding, the brightest light in the world and the darkest color passed by, and the void was shattered inch by inch.

Then it accelerated suddenly, and each shot towards the center of each other's eyebrows.

"what!"

Countless people exclaimed at the same time.

This blow.

The two actually disregarded themselves and wanted to kill each other in exchange for their lives!

This is a desperate way to play!
But only the two in the duel knew it clearly.

Neither of them was sure, crushing each other with absolute strength.

therefore.

You can only do your best to give up all your defenses.

At this time, anyone who still has any chance of getting lucky will be killed by the other party... with one arrow.

(End of this chapter)