First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 74

2021-09-03

Chapter 74 crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, Divine Ability level! (Second update)

Looking at the boy with blood-stained clothes and a broken knife.

Beside the flaming prison, the experts from Liansheng's teaching only felt one after another cold current rushing down their backs, and they couldn't help shivering.

Who is he?
"Dare to ask what kind of friend you are?"

Seeing Liu Wenpeng being trampled on like a dead dog, Yuchilong's eyelids twitched, his heart was dignified.

Before midnight, he opened the gate of the inner city with a note of great power, Divine Palm.

He thought that no one in Montenegro could stop him, but he didn't want to almost die under Liu Wenpeng's iron arrow that pierced through gold and stone.

He tried every means to get to the edge of the prison.

In the meantime, he was almost shot by Liu Wenpeng several times.

So he knew very well that someone who could take Liu Wenpeng's arrows in such a fierce way was already stronger than himself.

Even though he had blood dripping all over his body, seemed to be injured by arrows, and uttered evil words, he had the heart to retreat.

Guo Han saw what he was thinking, and quietly retreated, clenching the Nine-Section Whip in his palm.

He had something to say with Liu Wenpeng, but he didn't say a word in the face of this sudden arrival of the young man.

Because he saw the strong baleful aura and murderous intention on this young man.

Such a person cannot communicate at all.

Whoosh!
There was no response, Yang Yu threw the blood from the blade and bowed his head indifferently.

A blood-stained hand grabbed his ankle, and Liu Wenpeng, who was dying, growled unwillingly:

"You, what kind of martial arts are you?!"

His bones were all broken, his internal organs were hammered into mud, and his throat was almost penetrated by bone spurs, but he still didn't breathe.

The eyes that were almost out of their sockets stared at Yang Yu stubbornly.

He is not reconciled!

He almost counted everything, just because Guan Shanshui disappeared, otherwise, he would have wiped out the rest of Liansheng's teaching.

And his biggest unwillingness.

It was because he couldn't figure it out no matter what, a beggar who almost died of starvation in those days, learned martial arts for less than two years, and changed blood for less than half a year.

Where did this terrifying power come from?

He even suspects that this is not a martial arts at all, but a legendary 'Divine Ability' that has not yet been proven to exist!
"You want to know?"

Yang Yu looked at him indifferently, his feet suddenly exerted force, shattering his skull, and stepping into the permafrost on the floor:
"Go. Ask Yama!"

Boom!
At the same time when Liu Wenpeng was killed with one foot, Yang Yu used his strength to probe forward, and the blood-stained Pig Slaughtering Blade had set off a large blade light with the sound of 'wu wu' breaking through the air.

He didn't even want to say a word in the face of these Liansheng believers who played with the people and sacrificed their lives.

Only kill!

Whoosh!
The blade light poured down like mercury.

This blade, instead of slashing at Yuchilong, he used the blade light as a circle to see everyone within the sight of the blade.

All included in the battle circle.

The air-flow pavement, the piercing knife wind, and the extremely fierce killing intent made everyone feel as if they were on the battlefield, with murderous intentions everywhere, and their hairs exploded.

At this moment, everyone's heart was beating wildly.

Just now I knew why Liu Wenpeng planted so quickly. It was because the person in front of him was fierce and not like a human being.

The speed of this blade is not inferior to the black iron arrows shot by the full moon bow!

"Do you think Lao Tzu is Liu Wenpeng?"

Yuchi Long completely put out other thoughts, only to see him stepping forward with a low roar, with all his strength from his legs to his hips. Climbing up, converging.

crackle ~
Yuchi Long's already tall body was suddenly raised by a foot in the sound of the bones rubbing like a cannonball.

Then,
Stepping, screaming, scarlet face.

The big gun in the arm also seems to be stuck out, and the five fingers are transformed and kneaded, and it is a powerful Divine Palm!
Dawei Divine Palm is one of the esoteric martial arts of Liansheng Sect.

Looking at the Qing State, all of them are excellent martial arts, and Yuchi Long has been studying this martial arts for 40 years, and he has already cultivated it to the point of perfection.

Even an expert like Wang Fobao, who specializes in horizontal training, was almost beaten to death by his palm.

And that, or under the circumstances that he never triggered blood energy.

At this moment, under great danger, he naturally had no reservations, and when he slapped it with a palm, there seemed to be a roar of tigers and wolves in the air.

"Kill!"

Guo Han is faster.

Almost at the same time as the wind of the knife started, the Nine-Section Whip full of barbs had already slashed out, trying to knock down the half-mouthed Pig Slaughtering Blade.

He and Yuchilong have been friends for many years, and they have a very tacit understanding of each other.

The other experts taught by Liansheng are also fierce and unafraid of death.

Some people roared and attacked with their knives and swords. Some people bypassed the front, boiling blood, roaring like a tiger, and attacking Yang Yu's back with an elbow.

Under the siege, Yang Yu's expression became more and more cold, and he could clearly perceive all the subtle changes within three feet of his body.

Whether it's the sword that hits, or the snowflakes blown by the cold wind.

The difference from the night before is that the majestic force under the blessing of the ribs and tendons can make him hit any direction he perceives in a flash!
If the heart is there, the sword and the sword can be reached!

Zheng!
As he slashed across the Nine-Section Whip, Yang Yu raised his left arm high, and Ji Zhang's five fingers suddenly folded together, hitting Yuchilong's fierce and domineering Dawei Divine Palm heavily.

Bang!
A low muffled sound.

"This kind of power?!"

Yuchilong's face was shaking wildly, only to feel his palm slapped on the city wall, his eyes almost popping out.

As soon as he fought, he had already discovered that the skin of the person in front of him was soft and tender, the inner Qi was thin, and the level of exchange blood was far inferior to himself.

But this power was too terrifying, like mountain cry out and sea howl, and instantly defeated his inner Qi.

Bang!
There is an explosion in the body.

One contact and two critical strikes, Yuchilong's eyes widened in anger, and he finally couldn't help but let out a low growl.

And Yang Yu's figure stepped back half a step at the same time, and he used his strength to hit his elbows with his elbows!
"Ah!"

A scream resounded through the long street.

You Liansheng devotees a shudder, and sees the devotee with elbow sneak attack soaring up, all the skeletons scattered.

The water bag also seemed to spurt blood, and fell to the ground with a squeak, and there was only a mass of bloody mud left!
"Don't get close to him, and finish the sacrifice quickly!"

One fell backwards, and before he could stabilize his body, he gave a stern warning.

But it's still too late.

An elbow smashed the person behind the sneak attack, Yang Yu stretched his muscles and bones, such as tiger entering a flock of sheep, waving a broken knife and colliding with his fists and feet.

There is absolutely no one-sided enemy wherever he goes. Swords collide instantly, fists and feet collide, and flesh and blood turn into mud.

Except for Yuchi Long and Guo Han, even a few experts who exchanged blood three times were crushed by him and beaten to death!

At this moment, Yang Yu really understood the state of mind of the King Zhao of Xifu when he was alone in the army.

It's not that he is very ruthless, but that no one can stop strikes of such pure power!
My own double swap, as is already the case with the first heavy Nine Bulls and Two Tigers.

That man who is said to be Martial Saint, and the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers level is far higher than his own West Palace Zhao King Henry Zhang, what kind of terrifying power should he possess?

It is no wonder that some people call it 'Hate the sky without a handle, hate the ground without a ring! '

"Ah!"

Hearing the screams, Li Eryi, who was hiding in a corner, dared to stick his head out.

Seeing this, I was dumbfounded.

With his eyesight, of course, he couldn't see the specific situation of the fight. In his eyes, the dancing blade light was like a blizzard.

Wherever he passed, swords and stumps flew, blood and screams danced.

Ferocious mess!
"little bastard!"

Yuchilong's eye socket cracked, roaring in anger, tearing off his shirt, and rushing forward.

The blood energy boiled, his body was as red as fire, his lower abdomen and chest were bulging high, and the python-like tendons were shaking frantically.

At the same time as the anger reverberated, its ten fingers were twisted wildly, pinched into a weird Great Hand Seal, and hit Yang Yu who was raging in the crowd.

Great Dragon Strike!
With the various shots of this palm, the redness around Yuchilong disappeared at a speed visible to naked eyes, as if this palm contained all his inner Qi and blood energy!
"en?!"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed as he slashed the heads of the besieged people with a backhand knife, feeling a hint of danger.

If this palm hits the key point, even if the body is stiff, it will not be spared, and it will be life-threatening.

But...

"Meet force with force?"

Yang Yu sneered, swinging away the Nine-Section Whip that came , when the foot steps on, the waist and hips all move, and the strength of the whole body gathers on the arms according to his will.

He smashed backhand like this, smashing the ground with a heavy hammer, and hitting Yuchilong with a heavy blow.

Swap Martial Artist, with the strength of a hundred jins, can punch a thousand jins.

And he, with Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers!
this fist hit, how much is a pound?

Yang Yu's eyes flashed coldly.

"Want to perish together?!"

Yuchilong just had this thought in his heart.

The fists are already touching.

Boom!

The ground centered on the fists and palms of the two men sank, and the cold and hard frozen soil and bluestone shattered and splashed.

"Ah!"

Yuchi Long's eyes bulged, and the clenched teeth were slammed open by the blood surging in his body.

Before he could open his mouth, hot blood spurted out from his seven orifices along with shards of broken internal organs.

It's just a punch, but it's already injured like this?
Can't even unload the force in time? !
Seeing such a horrifying scene, Guo Han's eyelids jumped wildly, and he turned and ran away without thinking.

"Not dead?"

Yang Yu's spine 'ka ka' rattled, and his hair was thrown back, but in just a moment, he had suppressed the sweetness overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The backhand is another punch, hitting the top and the bottom like a drum.

"Second punch!"

"Hugh, you think you can kill me!"

The Venus was surging in front of him, but Yuchilong still felt the deep The terrifying crisis, the arms that were almost broken into pieces were raised.

Cross and protect the eyebrows.

Bang!
At this time, Yuchilong finally couldn't hold back anymore.

His inner Qi and big tendons, which were all over his body like a snare, were smashed by the fierce and unrelenting power of this fist, and his bloodshot eyes completely burst open.

In the deep darkness, a voice that was a hundred times colder than the cold snap was heard again:

"The third punch!"

dong!
Like a giant hammer hitting a stake.

Under the eyes of the public, Yuchilong's majestic body went from being bent to being hammered directly into the ground that was frozen like a stone slab!
But even so, he is still not dead, his life force is more than ten times stronger than Liu Wenpeng, and he is still muttering:

"The old mother's dharma body descends a thousand, Purdue Heaven and Earth. Biography! One day life..."

"Still alive?"

Stomping down its last vitality with a heavy foot:

"Still alive a ball! ”

The basic update is here, everyone can go to bed earlier, the dog continues, if you can write it, send it, if you can’t write it, it will come tomorrow. The book "I Can Enter the Foreign World" is separated by a thin line, Yang Sector during the day and hell at night.

Welcome to the world of the dead...

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