Great Dao Ji

"The Taoism is passed down to the three friends?"

Qinglong and the others were all startled, but before they could think about it, they had already seen Truman crossing the sharp air waves.

"You learn Taoism from others, but I don't, and I don't have any covetousness."

Truman's wide warrior robe suddenly tightened at this moment. Facing Porter who was walking in the air, he just snorted coldly, and the hot blood rushed out with his arm raised and fisted:

"I thought the Beggars would only bow to Taoism, but I didn't expect that you would bow to others!"

For the past hundreds of years, overseas has been chaotic and bloody, and there are countless heroes in troubled times.

Until Mu Longcheng went overseas and inherited the position of the great leader, those who dared to jump out in the open were beaten and killed by him.

Truman lived in the shadow of Mu Longcheng for a long time.

Naturally, he would know Porter.

Bang!

Blood and qi were emptied, boiling and surging. In the air, there seemed to be the sound of iron and steel horses clanging, and the boiling blood and qi were like the burning of war.

Everyone present looked at it and felt the smell of rust in their mouths and noses, as if they saw a battlefield of bloodshed and killing.

This was Truman's creation based on the "War Demon Heart Sutra", the secret book of the "Six Hells Demon Sect" that he inherited, and he incorporated Xuanxing and many boxing techniques for a long time.

Military killing fist!

"No wonder Xue Zheng couldn't kill you, but you have become a big shot."

Potter stretched his arms, like a roc soaring and a crane spreading its wings, naturally, without the slightest fireworks, but just met Truman's military killing fist:

"Unfortunately, this is Daxuan, not your Golden Eagle Country!"

Boom!

After a thunderous explosion, there was the sound of flesh colliding like a string of cannonballs.

"That Truman combined the national destiny of the Golden Eagle Country, no wonder, no wonder"

Chu Fan's eyes condensed, but he saw something.

In the thirty years of Wangquan Dao, unlike Feng Mingtao who loved fighting and killing, Chu Fan took the task of guarding the collection library.

Most of the time, he was reading some essays, legends, unofficial history, and vernacular novels.

He remembered very clearly that the War Demon Heart Sutra was said to be the martial arts of an unknown enemy of the first generation of Wangquan Daoist 3,300 years ago in Jiufu Realm.

This martial arts does not focus on form or meaning, but only on momentum.

Before Wangquan Daoist appeared, he was the number one in the world who had suppressed Jiufu for decades. His momentum was so powerful that even masters of the same level could hardly resist his punches.

In the real world without spiritual energy, this martial arts is particularly powerful.

Truman combined the destiny of a country with this and accumulated momentum from the West. Even if he could not compare with the peerless master of that year, he had already made up for the shortcoming of being one step behind himself and others.

No wonder he dared to come alone.

In today's world, Truman could never cultivate the spirit of being the best in the world, but with the help of the national destiny of the Golden Eagle, he has reached this point in disguise.

Because in the past hundreds of years, the Golden Eagle has been dominating the ocean, and before the real rise of Daxuan, it was the world's number one.

When he reaches the top of the Golden Eagle, he will surely be able to use this national destiny to cultivate his own momentum.

Boom!

It was like thousands of collisions sounded into one sound, and the sound of the whistling gale around was paused, as if it was covered.

Sizzle~

With a sound of cracking brocade, Porter fell from the air, landed in front of the mountain, and retreated step by step, each step like a heavy hammer hitting a drum.

After being blown by the gale for several months, the ground that was harder than concrete was turned over by the footsteps, and countless mud and sand were taken away by the gale, filling a large area of ​​the void.

Bang!

Truman landed at the same time, his body swayed slightly, but he stabilized his body and stopped attacking, but his eyes were a little cold:

"Tai Chi Sanshou?"

The War Demon Heart Sutra emphasizes momentum, Tai Chi emphasizes intention, and he found something wrong the moment they fought.

Porter's fists have changed.

Porter used to practice hundreds of boxing styles, and his attacks were never limited to any boxing style, which was more in line with modern human body fighting.

But at this time, his every move contained Tai Chi, which was what he learned from Mr. An.

As early as three years before the dream, he learned the identity of Mr. An in the dream from somewhere, and even sold it to the government of various countries.

"In ancient times, there was a way to practice in the Dragon Court of Daxuan. Unfortunately, Zhuge Liang was going to die with his life betting on the fate of the country. What virtue and ability do you have?"

Huh~

Porter shook his arm with a cold expression. Although his clothes were torn, he did not look embarrassed at all.

"I have also studied the theory of Tai Chi in depth. One yin and one yang are called Tao. There is no eternal prosperity. Daxuan has prospered for thousands of years. The next thousands of years should be the fate of the West."

A hundred years in the dream is enough for anyone to study other theories in depth. Truman obviously did not just learn martial arts:

"How do you know I can't succeed?"

"Maybe?"

Porter just shook his head and ignored Truman. He glanced at Chu Fan and Gu Changsheng lightly: "Mr. An has been waiting for you for a long time."

Chu Fan and Gu Changsheng looked at each other, nodded, and went to Tianlian Mountain.

With the perspective of the two people, they can naturally see the inside story of Porter and Truman's fight. Porter doesn't care about anything and retreats when he is pushed, while Truman advances without retreating.

Although Truman has the upper hand, it is obviously impossible to defeat Porter under the prying eyes of Qinglong, Baihu, Wang Zhixuan and others.

The two left.

Wang Zhixuan has taken a step forward, her breath is like a knife cutting through the wind and waves, and the eyes of Qinglong and Baihu are also fixed on Truman.

The battle is about to start.

Whoosh~

The sky near Tianlian Mountain is extremely strange, but in this fierce gale, except for Yixin Temple, there is no grass, snow, or even some gravel and dust left.

Gu Changsheng and Chu Fan were naturally not satisfied with their speed. Almost at the same time as the battle started at the foot of the mountain, they had already reached the top of the mountain, in front of Yixin Temple.

The clear light here is like a waterfall, lingering around everything on the top of the mountain, magnificent.

From this perspective, you can see Su Jie sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple, in the divine light, and An Qisheng sitting on the mottled Taoist platform with his hand on his palm.

Preaching?

Really preaching?

Gu Changsheng and Chu Fan's hearts moved, and they recalled what Potter had said before, and they had guessed something.

Suddenly, with the state of mind of Chu Fan and the others, they couldn't help but jump. Looking up, they only felt that there seemed to be a vast sea of ​​stars and endless Taoist connotations in that quiet gaze.

For a moment, it seemed as if they had fallen into a dream, and their expressions were trance.

"Mr. An"

Chu Fan was in a trance when he heard a calm voice coming from the Taoist temple:

"I already know your intentions, but water and fire can coexist, not to mention that the dreamer was born from a mortal?"

Surrounded by divine light, An Qisheng raised his eyes and looked at Gu Changsheng and Chu Fan:

"Yin alone cannot be born, Yang alone cannot grow, the two are each other's roots and each other's inside and outside. It is human nature to unite and attack the dissidents, but tolerance is the 'Way' of heaven"

Continue to write. I should be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow afternoon, and resume updating the day after tomorrow at the latest.