First Cause Of All Realms

Chapter 225

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 225

2021-11-30

Chapter 225 Kill you! ! ! (First update)
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Above the eaves, Yang Yu stands by the wind.

Here, he no longer perceives where his deity is.

He has never completed the ceremony, the manipulation of the evil seal is limited to guidance, not only can he manipulate a living dead, but also wants to break through the distance limit of three hundred and thirty-three feet, but also temporarily lose it. perception of ontology.

This is of course extremely dangerous.

Therefore, he waited until he was in prison and was in a relatively safe environment before using the living dead.

At the same time, do it quickly.

bang!
Thoughts move, before he finished speaking, he had already stomped heavily.

With just one step, the house he was standing on has collapsed with a bang, and the dust has rolled and spread, and it has already descended from top to bottom, with the sudden appearance of thunder,

Slaying towards the face The shocked Xiao Qingfeng!

Do not give it the slightest time to react.

"Who you are?!"

"Dare to break into the Xiao Family Manor?! The guards, are all dead? They were bullied into the Martial Practice Stage by the thieves."

“Die!”

After a brief silence, the Martial Practice Stage was full of rage, and the guards drew their swords and rushed forward.

"Your bow?"

Xiao Qingfeng took a few steps back, his strong bow was wide open, the arrows shot out in a chain, the airflow was torn apart, and he was extremely fierce.

At the same time, I was amazed.

Hearing this, the first thing he thought of was Yang Yu, but he immediately rejected it.

Heavenly Wolf's big prison, although can't be considered Copper Wall Iron Bastion, it is absolutely impossible to escape.

So this person is from Liu Family?
Zheng!
When Xiao Qingfeng thought about it, he heard the sword cry, like Dragon-Tiger roaring and roaring in the huge Martial Practice Stage.

The black robed man was extremely fast, more likely to be able to move on the wind. He was in mid-air, and without any help, he moved several times to avoid his renju arrows.

At the same time, the sword came out like a dragon, swinging away the swords of the guards who came to kill.

Clanging!
One sword is like a thousand swords!

Can be selected by Xiao Family as Xiao Qingfeng's bodyguards, these people's martial arts are not bad, almost all of them are experts and elites with more than six or seven blood changes.

But what Yang Yu is manipulating at this time is the powerful Martial Artist who has exchanged blood thirteen times!
Although he can only use the martial arts he has learned, under the blessing of the powerful blood energy and inner breath, his power is almost as strong as when his deity is in full bloom.

And this is because this body has been severely injured and the force is not smooth.

Dang bang bang~
Xiao Qingfeng only retreated three steps and fired four arrows, and the sword light was like a wave, rolling in and out, and the dozen or so guards selected for him in the clan had completely retreated.

Those who were more alert were also blown away by swords, and those who retreated a little slower were struck by a sword!
In an instant, blood spilled on the Martial Practice Stage.

"Ah!"

The screams came one after another.

With just one contact, these guards seemed to be greatly frightened, and the people's martial arts were probably more than ten times higher than theirs.

When did Young Master offend such an expert?

"Young Master, go quickly!"

With a shrill and long howl, an expert in the guards attacked and intercepted like a madman.

How can you stop Yang Yu?

A sword swayed his sword, and with one step, he had stepped on his head into his chest, and with the power of this step, he crossed ten several feet, and the sword slashed Xiao Qingfeng away.

Quick!
The limit is almost reached!
From his appearance, from his slaughter down, and then to more than a dozen guards with their heads in different places, the sword force threatened Xiao Qingfeng, and it was only a few breaths before and after.

The dozens of deadly battles on the Liujishan battlefield have created Yang Yu's superb killing skills, which are brutal and fierce.

The accumulation of inner Qi may rely on retreat and attack skills, which can only be honed between blood and fire.

Therefore, the Slaughter Masters of all dynasties came from the battlefield!
Knowing this, Yang Yu still chooses to spend a lot of ingredients and precious energy to enter the Liuji Mountain illusion despite the failure to return time and time again!
"Rats are safe!"

Xiao Qingfeng's eye socket cracked.

The desperate interception of many guards also gave him a breather, and he saw the fierce Sword Art of the incoming person, which was enough to make him drop the four elephant bows and lift up the side soldiers.

A long sword with black and white texture all over it.

weng!
With a sword in hand, the shock on Xiao Qingfeng's face, the ripples in his heart disappeared, and the long sword trembled in the sound of bursts of wind.

Anti-kill!

The moment the long sword was protruding, True Aura ignited like fire all over the body, emitting a rolling heat wave and rays of light.

Bless yourself and Sword Art.

The sword glow is sharp.

When!
The two swords clashed, and then, there was a symphony of gold and iron as fine as rain beating against a banana tree.

Seeing that the people who came were so vicious, Xiao Qingfeng didn't dare to make any big changes. Inner Qi urged him to walk around, dancing a large sword light like a forest.

The direction of the long sword is either elegant and elegant, or restrained by murderous intention, or strange, or grand and magnificent, or showing off one's ability, dangerous and violent.

30 years of practice vividly and thoroughly.

However, the more he fought, the more shocked he became.

The sophistication of the Sword Art of the coming person can never be compared with his own, and it can even be said to be simple and without fancy.

However, it was such a mediocre Sword Art that every time he was forced into a dilemma, he was almost killed in sweat.

The exquisite Sword Art he mastered was completely incapable of being deployed.

It was so uncomfortable that I almost vomited blood.

Zheng!
The violent sound of friction between gold and iron resounded through the night.

A sword swayed, splitting the air current, Yang Yu moved with the wind, and before landing, he moved from stepping on the air, the sword light clankly, like the Divine Dragon probing the head, full of murderous intention.

He doesn't often use swords, and mostly uses swords to fight enemies, but the sword itself has a common ground, and it is even more bizarre to use swords to make sword moves.

But this Xiao Qingfeng is not an ordinary person. Although it seems that he is performing a high-quality Sword Art, in fact, there are at least ten sets of medium-quality Sword Art interspersed in it.

What is especially rare is that all kinds of Sword Art echo each other, and one person can become a sword array, which is extremely fierce.

Unfortunately, a person like him may have rich experience in actual combat, but he has never had the experience of fighting to the death.

The threat level is far less than that of the poisonous old man.

Clang clang!

Another collision.

"bully intolerably!"

Xiao Qingfeng's figure was retreating, and his face was flushed to the extreme.

wu~
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a long breathing sound.

His one inhalation was very violent, and the airflow visible from naked eyes flowed into his mouth like water, and then spit it out, like a sudden strong wind.

With one breath, the 'Red Fire True Aura' around him instantly scorched.

It's like the fire has taken advantage of the wind, and it has skyrocketed several times at a time.

Zheng!
Xiao Qingfeng attacked again, only a flat push with a sword, but it was like a meteor shower falling from the sky, every fire star was a ferocious sword move, coherent with each other, layer upon layer, like a tidal wave, sweeping through the sky .

The crimson fire True Aura that surrounds his body sinks into the sword body like real flowing water.

The sword light skyrocketed, more than a few times.

Between the sword glow and the whistling, the whistling airflow was completely shattered.

"Death!"

Xiao Qingfeng let out a long roar, and his sword stance changed again, like an arowana jumping up from the tide, wanting to climb the dragon gate, want to climb the dragon tower.

Thousands of swords are a foil!

This sword is really like the finishing touch, but this change has surpassed the previous thousands of changes, even if Yang Yu sees it, his expression is moved.

"This sword..."

Xiao Qingfeng's heart was also agitated when the sword was cut out.

I feel extremely happy, hearty, and the bottleneck that has been bothering me for many years seems to be loosening at this moment.

This is a summary of all my Sword Art in the past 30 years, and it is at the top of the list, and it is going further!
"Okay!"

This is the first time Yang Yu has spoken since the sword.

Hoarse and high-pitched.

In the face of Xiao Qingfeng's ultimate sword, the sword he was about to cut off was somewhat dwarfed.

But Sword Art is not his specialty.

So, with the intersection of the two swords, the sword light poured down like a tidal wave, and at the same time, he stepped on another point, and the bluestone ground collapsed in the air, and the whole person was raised three feet higher.

Avoiding the head-on collision of the sword, immediately, the ape arm stretched and pulled back again.

Then, push the golden mountain, pour jade pillar, strikes down!

Boom!

This throws a punch, it seems to be accompanied by wind and thunder, and it is like the collapse of a giant mountain, and a large swath of astral wind rolls in with it, like a Divine Dragon diving down among the clouds.

It is grand and majestic, but also unabashedly heroic and domineering.

But it is exactly what he first realized when he first saw it in Liuji Mountain, and when he saw the golden armor man defeat Fang Qidao.

Tyrant Fist!

bang!
It was as if a thunder had exploded in my heart, and it was extremely terrifying.

"This is..."

Xiao Qingfeng's eyes widened.

In less than an instant, he fell from the heaven about to break through to the hell where the body dies soul was extinguished. The huge contrast almost made him vomit blood and go crazy.

Tyrant Fist!

This is the Great Ming Military Number One Person, Martial Saint, Tyrant Fist of Henry Zhang, the King of Zhao of the West House!
"no! ”

The bone-chilling cold snap came, and Xiao Qingfeng felt that his blood was frozen.

'Under this fist, I will die! '

Horrible!
Unprecedented terror fills my heart.

But this year's flash was just a moment, and it turned into a raging rage.

"I'm going to die?!"

"What a joke!"

Extreme anger filled his heart, Xiao Qingfeng finally reacted and acted like a normal His sword stance suddenly pulled back, as if he was about to jump into the Dragon Gate and then fell.

Sacred and free and easy, turned into a monstrous anger that is impossible to block.

Squirting!

Whoosh!
There seems to be a big sun falling on the Martial Practice Stage, and the rising light almost blinded the eyes of many guards, guest officials, and experts who heard the sound.

Immediately, there was a sudden explosion of thunder.

Boom!

The earthquake shook and the sand and gravel splashed.

Centered on the collision between the two, the ground nearly ten feet shattered completely, and was wiped out by the terrifying air wave, and they all sank more than a foot.

The smoke and dust stirred, and the faces of the many guards who dared to come were sore.

"no! ”

Some people are eye cracked socketed, some people are extremely angry and mad.

However, Xiao Qingfeng himself couldn't feel anything.

I saw the terrifying scene of the rubble splashing, the black robed sillhouette who was hammered from the top down, and I saw myself spitting blood and rubbing my muscles and bones.

"I'm dying..."

Absolute darkness and unwillingness rise in the mind at the same time.

"en?!"

The air wave was in the middle, and a punch was about to kill Xiao Qingfeng's Yang Yu, brows frowned, this fist, and he didn't do his best.

A hazy but tenacious light circle, I don't know when it appeared, is isolating between myself and Xiao Qingfeng, blocking my last burst of strength!

sign?
talisman ?

The thought of surprise flashed by, and in the distance, there was also a roar of surprised and angry, fearful:

"show mercy!"

"Stop!"

"Can't kill him, stop!"

...

Can't kill him?
"Are you kidding me..."