Greatest shooter ever

Chapter 90 The Method of Moving Mountains
Yang Ming went out.

At this time, it was evening outside, the setting sun was shining all over the sky, and everything was covered with golden brilliance.

On the opposite cliff, Qiu Nianyi was sitting there practicing.

"After the battle in the morning, the younger brother feels that he has benefited a lot, and he has practiced for an hour and a half just now, and he feels that his skills have improved again. Can the senior sister give me some pointers!" Yang Ming happened to see Qiu Nianyi, and he cupped his hands and said indifferently.

Qiu Nianyi slowly opened his eyes, his face full of displeasure.

But she knew that the peerless aptitude passed down by the ninth person should not be underestimated.

She looked at Yang Ming with her eyes, only to see that his skill was several times stronger than before.

There is this kind of progress after only practicing for one hour and three moments?

Qiu Nianyi felt a little disbelieving, but Yang Ming's progress was here, so she couldn't believe it.

Although this level of skill is only at the level of inner disciples.

But it can be seen that the qualifications passed down by the ninth person are terrifying!
"You have this kind of talent, just work hard and cultivate." Qiu Nianyi looked a little complicated.

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and continued to practice.

What she meant was very clear, you can surpass me in the future, but you can't do it now.

With these words, Yang Ming knew that Qiu Nianyi had surrendered.

"Oh, thank you, Senior Sister, for your reminder." He asked, "I don't know where the first person is?"

"Tianyuetan!"

"Thank you!"

……

Tianyuetan, located behind the main peak of Xianxu, is relatively short.

There is a pure white deep pool on the top of Tianyue Peak, just like the moon.

On the side of the deep pool, there is a naturally formed Tianyin Stone, which can emit mysterious music when the wind blows.

The disciples of the Immortal Market Sect like to meet here the most.

At this time, a group of inner disciples were sitting on the floor, discussing the morning's battle with great expressions.

"I thought my skills, compared to those passed down by me personally, are no longer worth mentioning... After seeing today's battle, I realized that I was just a frog in the bottom. It's ridiculous, lamentable!"

"Senior Sister Qiu is too powerful!"

"It turns out that if you practice martial arts to the extreme, you can really be like a fairy, with supreme power!"

"Hey, that ninth personal biography, what a pity!"

"I've already found out that the Ninth Passion has never practiced before, and the meager power in his body is also naturally generated. He just started this morning, received a big hand seal, and learned it after reading it, and practiced it to an unprecedented level. The Realm of Comers!"

"Those countless big handprints all over the sky have become the gods in my heart!"

"After practicing the Mahamudra, the Ninth Personal Pass went to the Sutra Library and received a copy of Xuanjia Gangqi and a copy of Xuanyu Gong!"

"In the end, I was provoked by Senior Brother Ruan Lin...you understand."

"Then the ninth personal pass showed its power and defeated senior brother Ruan Lin, and challenged the personal pass one by one, and finally defeated the second personal senior sister!"

"I can't figure it out, how did the Ninth Master pass on such a little bit of skill to do these unimaginable things?"

"You don't understand. It is rumored that the Ninth Passion is a man of destiny. He has listened to the mysterious sound of the Dao and has reached the point where Taoism follows nature."

"Yes, to reach this level, as long as the mind moves, you can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and you can move mountains and seas."

"To be an enemy is to be an enemy to the sky, and to be an enemy to the sky is to die!"

"So it is!"

"Is Taoism naturally so powerful?"

"Of course, the ninth personal biography casually pointed out a few words from the second personal biography, and the second personal biography proved the realm of learning from nature."

"The way of Taoism is naturally better than the way of mastering, so I don't know how many times better!"

"It's terrifying!"

"It's a pity that this kind of man of destiny was killed by the head of the sect... huh? Ninth Biography?!"

The inner disciple who was reading the Tao with great enthusiasm suddenly widened his eyes, and he saw a young man in a linen robe approaching from a distance.

This boy is the Ninth Biography!

The inner disciple wiped his eyes. That's right, it's the Ninth Personal Biography!
All the inner disciples were taken aback when they heard the sound.

As Yang Ming approached.

The large group of internal disciples stood up in unison, and retreated a few meters, each with disbelief, respect, awe, or admiration.

The audience was silent.

Yang Ming approached, looking like this group of people.

"Can the first personal biography be here?" He asked.

A group of inner disciples froze for a moment.

"At Moon Lake!"

"inside!"

The two inner disciples said submissively.

"Oh, thank you!"

Yang Ming cupped his hands and walked inside.

As soon as he left, the disciples of the inner sect exploded, discussing in low voices in a hurry: "Didn't the ninth direct pass be shot dead by the head?"

"Yeah, did we just see a ghost?"

"I see, the master just stunned him, and didn't kill him!"

"That's right, such a man of destiny will definitely dominate Yu Nei in the future, how can he kill him so easily?"

"Why did he come to see Senior Brother?"

"Why, of course it's a fight!"

"Oh, it's exciting to watch now!"

……

Yang Ming came to Yuetan.

I saw that it was a deep white pool like a lake, surrounded by clouds and mist. Two people in golden robes were sitting by the pool drinking tea.

One of them was Song Xuanhe.

The other person was a tall man with a handsome face and hands that touched his knees.

There is no doubt that this is the first personal biography.

"you!"

Song Xuanhe was chatting and laughing when he suddenly saw Yang Ming, his eyes widened in disbelief!

"Why?" Yang Ming looked at him curiously.

"How are you still alive?"

Song Xuanhe took a deep breath, his face full of fear, he clearly remembered.

Yang Ming's heart was shattered by a sword energy from the sect leader, his flesh and blood were separated, and his internal organs were displaced.

Although the body looked intact from the outside, when picked up, it looked like a water bag with bones and flesh not sticking together.

The dead can't die anymore!
How could he be resurrected after being so completely dead?

Song Xuanhe was shocked!
"It's just a few minor injuries!" Yang Ming said calmly.

It seemed that Song Xuanhe was making a fuss, but Song Xuanhe didn't believe it, and his face was full of surprise.

"Presumably this is the first brother. The ninth brother fought against the second sister in the morning and benefited a lot. In the afternoon, he practiced for an hour and a half, and learned the Bengshan boxing in the Wuji Book. I want to confirm what I have learned with my brother. Please Senior brother give pointers!"

Yang Ming cupped his hands respectfully.

"You learned the Promise Book?" Song Xuanhe was shocked!

He could tell that before the Ninth Personal Pass was only the skill of an outer disciple, but now that his skill has improved, it has only reached the level of an inner disciple!

The point is, the combat strength of the ninth pro-inheritance has little to do with skill.

With his big handprint, he can overwhelm a group of relatives.

Now I have learned Bengshanquan...

Song Xuanhe knows Bengshan Quan very well, and its power is far above that of Mahamudra.

Song Xuanhe looked at the first senior brother...he had this thought in his heart: defeat is certain!

The first person named Xia Houzun.

He turned his head to look at Yang Ming, and wrote lightly: "You are not dead? The rumors are not true! But, you go back to practice for a year, come back!"

I don't care about it after I finish speaking.

"Senior brother, please advise!" Yang Ming insisted.

Xia Houzun seemed to be waiting for this sentence.

He stood up, turned to look at Yang Ming, and a majestic and heavy momentum spread out.

It seems that Xia Houzun is not a person, but a certain river god, mountain god.

Able to dominate the force of nature.

This is the function of Xuanwu Jing.

Xia Houzun is a third-tier powerhouse, and the Xuanwu Jing is an extremely profound third-tier cheat book.

Xuanwu is the main god of heaven and earth, in charge of the water veins of heaven and earth, and transports the power of sympathy between yin and yang.

Even if the Xuanwu Sutra only depicts a little bit of it, it still has supreme power.

Why does Xia Houzun have a statue of an emperor whose hands can touch his knees?
It is because of practicing Xuanwu Sutra!

This scripture can cultivate the body of Xuanwu, with a physique comparable to that of Xuantie.

It has reached the point where it really comes in the water, goes in the fire, and bathes in magma. (Tank skills)

Although Xia Houzun did not practice to this level, he has also cultivated into a body of copper skin and iron bones.

He said in a deep voice: "You started today, and you have defeated many people in person, and even defeated Qiu Nianyi. But I hope you can reflect on yourself, so I ignored you... But you are so happy, you are overestimating your capabilities, and you have practiced for a while. At this moment, after learning Bengshanquan, you dare to come to the door to provoke, you are too crazy!"

Xia Houzun's voice was clear and grand, full of majesty.

"Brother, please advise!" Yang Ming said in a deep voice, and at the same time made a gesture of invitation.

After finishing speaking, he entered the state of Zen, and then performed the Bengshan Fist!

Xia Houzun's defense only needs the Collapsing Mountain Fist combined with multiple arrows, stacked to 50 weights, it is enough for him to drink a pot.

There's no need to use Dragonslayer's Roar anymore.

"Tips? Today I'll show you what it means to be respectful!"

Xia Houzun circulated Xuanwu Zhenqi with a majestic expression!

"boom!"

An earth-shattering loud noise erupted from Xia Houzun's body!
It's like lightning strikes the ground!
"what!"

Xia Houzun screamed, his clothes burst, his body was covered in blood, and he fell to the ground on his back.

He was fully dressed at first, but at this moment, all his clothes disappeared, his skin exploded, and the donated blood splattered, it was too horrible to look at!
"Acceptance!"

Yang Ming hands over!

"This this!"

Song Xuanhe was terrified, what's going on, this is Bengshan Fist?

Yang Ming has been standing with his hands down, without moving, how did he send out the Bengshan Fist?
How could the Bending Mountain Fist be so powerful?

Song Xuanhe was stunned. Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that the elder brother really lost!
Such a complete defeat!

"Ok?"

Song Xuanhe suddenly noticed that Yang Ming was looking at him, and that indifferent gaze made him feel hairy.

"Big...big brother!"

Song Xuanhe lowered his head tremblingly!

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Yang Ming nodded.

He naturally remembered that Song Xuanhe said that as long as he defeated the first pro-bishop, he would respect him as a senior brother and obey his orders.

"Brother, please teach me!" Song Xuanhe was nervous, he knew that it didn't matter whether Yang Ming was a farmer or a country bumpkin.

From now on, in the entire Immortal Market Sect, he is the number one elder brother who is under one person and above ten thousand people!
"What I want to teach you is to be pious, to know the superior and inferior, and to understand the etiquette!" Yang Ming looked indifferent.

"Eldest brother, please forgive me!" Song Xuanhe shouted, and simply knelt on the ground.

As long as the senior brother is willing to let go, it proves that the matter is not serious. From now on, I will be in the saddle and obey my orders, and I will definitely be able to get the cover of the senior brother, and it must be extremely fragrant!
At this time, a group of inner disciples also quietly approached.

When they heard a loud bang just now, they knew the winner was over.

As for who it is, they are not sure, but they are more inclined to the senior brother!

After all, the big brother has accumulated power for a long time.

At this time, they saw the eldest brother lying on the ground, looking at Song Xuanhe who was kneeling on the ground.

Then look at Yang Ming who was wearing linen clothes and standing there calmly.

A group of people were completely stunned.

……

Yang Ming looked at the reward for defeating Xia Houzun. Not surprisingly, it was 1000 million experience points and a special box.

After thinking about it, he raised the Yiqi Mahamudra to level ten.

The Mahamudra has become 50 meters, and the attack distance has become 200 meters!
He opened the infinite big move, removed the multiple arrows, and replaced it with big handprints.

"Abandonment is a must!" Yang Ming glanced at him and began to exercise.

Immediately, 50-meter-high big handprints flew out of him one by one!

Hundreds of big handprints flew out!

(The tenth level Mahamudra attack distance is 200 meters, plus Yang Ming's 159 points of spirit, the attack distance reaches 359 meters!)

Hundreds of big handprints covering the sky and the sun flew up into the sky and came to a small mountain peak.

The big handprints were pasted up one after another, holding the small mountain peak by the middle, and breaking it off abruptly.

Then hold it back.

"This...?" Looking at the mountain top flying in the sky, Song Xuanhe was shocked.

This move is comparable to that of a fairy!

"Brother, what is this for?" Song Xuanhe asked with a pale face as he had a bad premonition.

"Fuck you!"

"Brother, spare me!" Song Xuanhe yelled with a pale face!

"fall!"

Yang Ming's palm fell gently.

boom!
A huge mountain fell on Song Xuanhe.

Immediately, a mountain as tall as two people appeared on Tianyue Lake!

The inner disciple was stunned again.

The atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

And at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Hey, what are you doing here? I heard that Xiao Jiu is here, where are the others?" Li Yaori walked up with his brows furrowed.

He just came back from going out to do some errands, and wanted to see if Yang Ming had settled down, and taught him by the way, after all, he was the disciple he brought up with himself.

I went to Yang Ming's mountain, but found that Yang Ming was not at home.

He boldly asked Qiu Nianyi and learned that Yang Ming had come to Tianyue Lake.

Didn't do any shit, and came to Tianyuetan to listen to music?

Li Yaori had a displeased face, feeling that this little junior was too arrogant, he must be taught a lesson.

At this time, he looked at a group of inner disciples with expressions like they had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing?"

Li Yaori dispersed the inner disciples and walked up to Tianyue Lake.

"Xiao Jiu, you didn't practice well, so you came here..." Li Yaori reprimanded him, and just halfway through speaking, he saw Xia Houzun lying on the ground.

And noticed the huge hill.

"This... who hurt the elder brother?" Li Yaori showed a look of fear.

"You came just in time!" Yang Ming's eyes lit up.

The big handprints that hadn't dissipated fell from the sky one after another, stuck them on the top of the mountain, and lifted them off.

Below, there was a small hole in the ground at some point, and the disheveled Song Xuanhe was squatting in it.

It turned out that the moment Song Xuanhe was hit, he made a hole in the ground and squatted in.

"You're smart!" Yang Ming narrowed his eyes.

"Brother, I'm so honored!" Song Xuanhe crouched in the pit, shaking his hands awkwardly as a greeting.

"Eldest brother?" Li Yaori looked at Yang Ming incredulously, and then at Song Xuanhe: "Master...Senior brother, I wonder if you are here?"

Song Xuanhe couldn't hold back his face immediately, and said righteously: "My senior brother and I are studying the method of moving mountains! You don't practice hard, what are you doing here?"

"He's here to accompany you!"

With a wave of his hand, Yang Ming blasted a hole beside Song Xuanhe, and threw Li Yaori into it.

"Hey, hey, what is this..."

Before Li Yaori finished speaking, Yang Ming lowered the hill and covered it firmly.

After finishing all this, Yang Ming looked around and left in a cloud.

A group of inner disciples watched this scene dumbfounded.

"Fairy method!"

"It's terrifying!"

"Quickly dig out the two personal senior brothers!" An inner disciple shouted!
A group of inner disciples rushed up immediately and began to use various means, some digging the ground, some smashing the mountain!
"Don't dig it! Don't dig it!" Song Xuanhe's dull cry came from inside the mountain: "This is the teaching of the elder brother, I want to experience it here with my heart, whoever dares to dig me out, I will definitely beat him!"

A group of inner disciples were stunned!

"Hurry up and save big brother!"

"Yes, save big brother!"

A group of inner disciples froze for a moment, then rushed forward.

(End of this chapter)