Great Dao Ji

Pour a glass of wine into the air, and the dense gas will turn into smoke, releasing a faint aroma of wine.

After three hundred years of hard practice, he finally fell before the gate of heaven.

Pa~

An Qisheng slowly put down his wine glass and raised his eyes to meet Pang Wanyang's downcast gaze.

Buzz~

When the two people's eyes met, the sky was completely dark for an instant, and the black clouds that had been pierced by the sword light came back with a vengeance.

It's getting thicker and heavier.

Pang Wanyang stood in the sky and fought three times before and after. His momentum, spirit, and soul all reached a peak that was impossible to reach in ordinary times.

His mind is extremely sharp.

You can feel all the changes in the energy between heaven and earth, and you can also feel the slowly rising breath thousands of feet below.

That aura was steady and peaceful, vast and broad, just like the vast ocean and the starry sky. It hung high above the earth and contained the sky that contained the sun and the moon.

In the changing of light and darkness, in the stirring of breath, in the changing of celestial phenomena,

There was a faint look of ancient vicissitudes, but the black and white Tai Chi diagram contained endless truths reflected in his eyes.

Huhu~

Amidst the whistling air currents and rolling winds.

An Qisheng climbed up the steps and reached the sky.

The wind between heaven and earth was very strong, and the wind and sand blew like hidden weapons, but it seemed to be very calm, so calm that his clothes and hair did not rise.

And as he ascended to the sky.

The world was filled with an indescribable heaviness for a moment.

Inside and outside the inn, many people were staring into the sky, watching this battle.

"The breath of King Quan Taoist"

The Wheel King murmured to himself, without the smile on his face.

I felt an incredibly powerful aura filling the long sky, as if there was an extra layer of sky in the sky.

"The mother of yin and yang, the machine of movement and stillness, Tai Chi, so this is the truth"

Master Baiyue sighed slightly.

Although I had known that Taoist Wang Quan, whom Pang Wanyang could use as his real opponent, was very strong, I still felt a little incredible.

Not only him and Master Baiyue, but Kuangyan Yan who had met An Qisheng were also a little shocked at this time.

The intangible and qualityless Tai Chi diagram appears in their minds almost as a substance.

On the contrary, other people outside the inn did not feel the permeating Tai Chi diagram aura.

I just feel heavy in my heart, but also a little incredible.

The one in the sky has become so tyrannical, yet someone dares to challenge him?

Huhu~

As An Qisheng stood up, a ripple appeared in the depths of his eyes, and the water rippled on the picture, revealing various writings:

[Pang Wanyang (seventy-four)]

[Life path: Born in Jiufujie, Hanzhou, Wuwei Mansion, in a wealthy family, living a prosperous and happy life. Later, he met a member of the Demon Sect and saw that his bones were acceptable, so he accepted him as a disciple and beheaded him with his own hands.' common fate'

When he was a master of martial arts, he killed more than 120 members of his disciples and was hunted down to Dafeng. For twenty years, he traveled around the world barefoot. Whenever he met a martial arts person, he would avoid him if he was not as good as him, and if he was strong, he would For oneself, compete with him.

In the first seven years, he was defeated in every battle. The more he fought, the more he was defeated. He was seriously injured and dying countless times. In the next seven years, he lost more and won less. He gradually broke away from the barriers of his predecessors and initially achieved the Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons. In the next seven years, he traveled all over Dafeng and fought hundreds of battles. Yum wins, finally interacts with heaven and earth, achieves great feats, and becomes number one in the world.

After that, he lived in a simple way and sat quietly in the sky for forty years. As he realized the truth that human beings are limited and the heaven and earth are boundless, he glimpsed the gate of heaven and man.

Dafeng came out of seclusion in the year 201, and invited all the heroes of the world to fight. He traveled from the north and traveled for seventeen days, killing all the martial arts circles in the world, and finally leading the world's masters into the vast sea.

On that day, for nine consecutive battles, he defeated the world's top masters, Yan Kuangtu, Mu Qingfeng, Moon Worshiping Master, and Wheel-turning King.

After the war, he carried his seriously injured body back to the top of the Holy Mountain. After sitting there for ten years, he suddenly sighed and said that he was invincible in the world.

Since then, a generation of demon kings has fallen]

"Taoist Master"

In the sky, Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying like flames, and his eyes like the golden sun with a trace of expectation:

"Pang has been waiting for this battle for a long, long time."

His slight sigh hung down into the sky like a weight:

"Ikkyu thought it was his invitation to fight that made me go down the mountain. In fact, the opponent Pang is looking forward to is you."

Pang Wanyang knew it very well, or he had always known it.

No one in the world is his opponent.

Otherwise, why would this battle be delayed until now?

It wasn't until An Qisheng was born that he felt something. At first, he thought that this Taoist King Quan possessed divine weapons. It was only after he went there in person and saw his way that he realized it.

This is the opponent he has been waiting for for decades.

"I know."

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

In the original trajectory, this thousand-year-old master of the Demon Sect, the first person in the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times, had never glimpsed the Tianmen.

What's more, he didn't know that only a few years after his death, the Master of Heavenly Man and Soldiers had been born.

Or maybe, before he died, the Heavenly Soldier Master had already appeared, but he didn't dare to show his face until he died.

But no matter what, this No. 1 figure in the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times has never glimpsed the fate of heavenly beings and has no chance to meet the heavenly gate.

"Pang has no ties to relatives or friends in his life. He is not filled with glory and wealth, and has no interest in dynastic hegemony. Only martial arts is my lifelong pursuit!"

Pang Wanyang's eyes were as bright as the golden sun, surging with fierce fighting spirit.

"I know too."

An Qisheng looked calm, feeling the rising and rolling Qi between heaven and earth, and sighed slightly.

No matter which world you are in, there are people who seek the truth.

No matter good or evil, at least pure.

"The saddest thing in life is to be invincible in the world. Fortunately, there are still rivals for me in this world!"

Pang Wanyang's clothes fluttered with his long hair, and his slender white fingers clenched, as if he had grasped the wind and rain with his decades of invincibility.

He raised his fist, and in the explosion in the sky, he struck the four fields:

"Come, fight!"

He said, "Come and fight!" He punched the sky.

It seemed that thousands of acres of smoke and dust were pushed away, and the wind and thunder were raging in the sky. The dark thunderclouds rolled and boiled, as if they were going to fall and destroy the world.

When Pang Wanyang punched, his figure seemed to rise, and there seemed to be infinite energy between the sky and the earth, like rivers pouring into his body.

It added three points of arrogance to his domineering punch.

When he punched, it seemed that the world moved with it!

He was invincible in the world for forty years, and there was no way to the gate of heaven.

Everything that was pent up in his heart was vented out in this punch!

Boom!

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, as if the celestial phenomena were shaken by it, willing to accompany it!

The earth shook, and the momentum was huge!

On the earth, many people were shocked by this scene.

I only felt that countless electric snakes and thunders were crisscrossing, interweaving into a rolling net, covering the Taoist in white, and its power was really like the collapse of the sky.

"Good!"

An Qisheng also let out a long roar as the air flow was surging.

In the sky, his feet also shook.

It seemed that there was an invisible ladder connecting the heaven and the earth. He stomped his feet, and his strength rolled down, as if it spanned hundreds of feet in the sky and stepped on the earth.

In the strong wind, the vast sea was surging, and the yellow sand whistled up.

Just this stomping of the foot, the faces of the Wheel King, Yan Kuangtu and others changed.

The divine pulse strikes ten miles, but that is under the coverage of the aura, the divine will permeates the true qi, and the true qi communicates with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, when An Qisheng stomped his foot, there was no true qi pouring out, only pure and extremely powerful power!

Their senses were extremely sharp, and they could see that at the moment when An Qisheng stomped his foot, the airflow in the sky spread like ripples, like an invisible tornado rising from the ground and over the sky, holding up his feet!

What an incredible physique is this?

Even the Wheel King, who also practiced the horizontal training method, couldn't help but be moved at this time.

Boom!

A stomp of the foot, and then raised his hand.

Ten fingers passed through the sky, like playing a pipa, and 54,000 changes had been derived in an instant!

Just one palm, it seemed to contain all the finger and palm boxing routines in the world.

The black and white Tai Chi diagram reappeared and bloomed in the sky.

With Pang Wanyang's extremely tenacious mind, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes at this time.

I saw that in the interaction between the mighty will and the heaven and earth, it seemed that all the time in the world was attracted and moved with the changes in his palm, and derived an endless and majestic sacred portal!

The portal was majestic and sacred, like a dam blocking the sky and the earth. Even if the river of heaven poured back, it seemed that it could not be shaken at all.

It was An Qisheng's free-hand starting move, the South Heaven Gate!

There was no temptation, and there was no need for any temptation.

When the two of them made a move, they had already used the most peak means!

The next moment, fists and palms collided!

Buzz~

The world lost its color and voice for a moment.

But in a moment, there was a collision that resounded through the sky, louder than the rolling thunderclouds!

In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky rolled, and large streams of air spread out in all directions, like a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, pushing away endless smoke and dust, and wreaking havoc in the dark sky under the thundercloud.

Boom!

Under the thundercloud, in the darkness, light burst out, and the two collided again and again in the darkness at a speed beyond the visual limit of ordinary people.

Pang Wanyang swallowed and exhaled the essence of heaven and earth, like a demon god carrying the power of heaven and earth, with his long hair flying, showing the style of the first person in the ancient demon sect.

In every punch and kick, there is a power more terrifying than the thunder in the sky.

His Gangqi and Zhenqi are even more powerful and incredible.

And An Qisheng walked in the darkness, and it seemed that there was a black and white Tai Chi diagram flowing with his steps. All the strength, essence, and even thunder were worn away and broken by the Tai Chi diagram,

either scattered in the sky or absorbed into the body.

No matter how powerful and invincible Pang Wanyang's fists were, he remained calm.

The free-hand fighting derived from all kinds of boxing routines in his palms shone brightly, and Nantianmen, Zhanxiantai, and Bagua furnace appeared one after another.

Strong against strong, hard against hard!

Boom!

Boom!

The two of them started a shocking battle. Even though each of them bore most of the collision force, the ripples caused by the dissipated aftermath had already spread together with the thunder and tearing through the clouds.

The speed of the two was so fast that they moved several miles. After only a few collisions, the battlefield had spread hundreds of miles.

The dark clouds in the sky moved with the two of them.

Gradually, the wind and sand on the earth were all over the sky, and the dust was like a dragon.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, the proprietress screamed hysterically, even forgetting her fear of the masters in the inn, and rushed into the inn.

Many of the guys followed him like crazy.

"Not good!"

Wu Liusan's scalp was tingling, and he ran wildly with Zhao Tianfeng in his arms.

The ripples caused by the fight between the two actually set off an unprecedented terrifying sandstorm in the vast sea!

The heaven and earth are in turmoil!