Wow~

It was like a blue dragon whispering, and the dry dragon bow was opened.

As if it was first pulled open, the energy of the whole body poured out like a flood, with red and golden light intertwined, and the brightness was like the sun.

In the light mixed with the two colors, Yang Yu looked calm.

In a trance, he seemed to see that the Duanqi Dragon was unattainable and was scattered on the top of the mountain, but his aura was heavier than the mountain.

At that time, even if he had the means to burn his life, he had no confidence to compete with it. Even under the cover of the Flying Eagle Arrow Team, he could not escape.

But now...

Buzz!

The moment the dry dragon bow was slowly pulled open, Duan Qilong's shock and murderous intent disappeared in an instant.

The coldness enveloped his mind like a tide. This arrow was more than twice as powerful as the arrow that made him look at him before!

"This bow?!"

Duan Qilong was surprised and recognized.

"Dragon Divine Bow?! The Princess of Dragon Abyss actually gave up this bow?!!"

The shock and the horror in his eyes flashed away, and then it turned into an indestructible fist spirit, which was blown out with the power and the true energy pouring out.

From the outside, this is just a straight punch without any fancy changes, and it can be spread to the end as it reaches its arm, and a force that is overwhelming and moving and shaking the sky will pour out.

boom!

In the midst of lightning, a fierce will to decide life and death was moved with the fist, like an evil dragon in the sea, causing surging waves in the sky.

It's a punch, but it's not just a punch.

The fist power was surging, and it seemed as if there were thousands of layers, stacked layer by layer, as if there was no end, wrapped in a deafening burst of qi.

He suddenly hit the mysterious archer standing on the eagle's back.

"Divine Fist!"

On the plain, everyone looked up to the sky, some were terrified, some were worried, and some were shocked. The old Taoist Zhenyan changed his expression and recognized the punch.

Divine Fist!

This is the boxing technique that Duan Qilong holds to make his name. It is famous for his gods, which shows his madness and his spirit.

This boxing technique is one of the four great master fists in the world, as famous as the domineering fist of King Zhao of Xifu and the Fanquan of Dali Yongheng Yuelun Temple.

According to legend, Gao Jia, who was relying on this divine fist at the end of the Tang Dynasty, broke the capital of the most powerful Tang Dynasty in the world at that time!

Of course, Duan Qilong is not as good as the great hero Gao Jia of the past, but the essence of this fist is deeply conveyed to Yang Yu's heart through dozens of feet of sky.

Fist is power!

It is also a force that can destroy people's hearts!

The battle between the great masters is not only about martial arts and extraordinary skills, but also about the martial will that is derived from the open all the orifices, the opening of the entrance, the three elements of the essence, energy and spirit.

Duan Qilong rose up in anger, but his mind was extremely clear. He was shocked by Yang Yu's progress beyond his imagination and felt the sharp arrow.

But in the same way, I smelled his shortcomings.

His spirit has not yet been unified, and his martial will has not yet emerged.

He can defeat people with power and just one moment to blow him up in the air!

boom!

The extremely strong fist whistled, as if it could fill the world.

However……

"The Divine Fist is invincible..."

Feeling the extremely strong fist movement, Yang Yu's heart turbulence rose.

He faced Zhang Xuanba dozens of times in the illusion of Liujishan, and even had the experience of facing the sloppy Taoist in the mountains of Wanxiang. Although the fist in front of him was powerful, it was not enough to shake his mind.

He had seen this punch before.

When the first step of the four steps of the Daoguo, he dreamed of returning to the late Tang Dynasty and used Zheng Changgong to fight against the chaotic army. In it, he had felt the same boxing posture.

"High Armored Divine Fist..."

As the thought changed, Yang Yu looked calm, his fingers loosened, and the dry dragon bow, which was like a full moon, made a sound of a dragon roar that resounded throughout the plain.

hold head high!

Amid the roar of the dragon, fists and arrows finally met.

Buzz!

At this moment, the void seemed to have a moment of stagnation, like a meteor passing through the sky, and the bursting arrow light, freezing in the sky.

The intersection of fists and arrows is clearly distinguished, like an invisible mirror in the middle, with surging ripples and ripples spreading wildly on both sides.

This is the huge force pushing the airflow across the air, and it is also the amazing collision and light, leaving traces in the air.

The next moment, the invisible mirror seemed to disappear, and the waves and lights of mountains and seas were surging down.

He was extremely arrogant towards Duanqilong, pushing horizontally, galloping, and roaring!

This is an extremely spectacular scene.

It seemed like the one who was being pushed by a ruthless arrow was not Duan Qilong himself, but the sky where he was.

They are all retreating!

At this moment, Duan Qilong's expression changed greatly, and he realized what Fang Yulong felt the moment before.

There seems to be no arrow in front of me.

And it was like a group of dragons and elephants roaring and trampling, and the terrifying vibration actually passed through his true energy and spread throughout his body.

For a moment, his ears and hearts were filled with loud noises of muscles and bones rubbing against each other.

Rumble!

After a moment, a deafening sound boom resounded in the sky. After the surging airflow changed the fate, the goshawks with their power surged to almost fall to the ground.

The big black dog with white hair even whimpered and grabbed the eagle's back and was almost blown out.

boom!

With an arrow, Duanqilong fell heavily like a meteorite, smashing over half an acre of plain, and the dust splashed was several feet high.

"Brother Duan!"

Fang Yulong's expression changed, his body was like an arrow, holding it back with a long sword, protecting the Duan Qilong. In the distance, Daoren Lin, who was running at a rapid speed, was also frightened and seemed to have stopped.

The air couldn't burst and echoed above the sky, but inside and outside the plain suddenly fell into a dead silence. Even the flying eagle archers with broken tendons and bones forgot to scream and looked at the sky blankly.

As the arrow penetrated through, a clearly visible white line appeared in the sky, with several miles in front and back, as if dividing the sky into two halves.

And, the arrow was still flying towards the far distance.

The power of an arrow is so powerful!

Fang Yulong's breathing became rapid, and the masters of the mountain ghost team running from afar even scattered, lying dormant in the forest and in the bushes.

Han Feng Mansion was also fixed on the spot, with true energy lingering, as if facing a great enemy.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are many masters in the world, but archers are always the most fearful, no doubt about it.

At this time, he crossed the goshawk and shot down all the Flying Eagle Arrow Team Yang Yu. The Longbow is located. Even if he is a great master, he must hold his eyes open and concentrate.

The two great captains of Liushemen were facing a great enemy, but they had just learned that Yang Yu was on the list of mountains and rivers, and they had some foresight.

But Daoren Lin was really incredible.

It seems that it is less than a few months since we parted?

In such a short time, it was already incredible that he crossed the furnace to condense his true energy. How could he be so powerful?

Duan Qilong is not an ordinary master...

Huh huh huh ~

In the fierce wind, Yang Yuyi's hair was tilted back, and the beads of sweat that were gushing out were blown dry.

The consumption of the Dry Dragon Divine Bow is so great that even if you have experienced it, you still can't adapt. In an instant, the whole person seems to be hollowed out.

If you want to pursue and make up for an arrow, you won’t be able to do it.

What a pity...

The frightened goshawk climbed higher and was reluctant to land, while Yang Yu's eyes were still falling in the dusty ruins.

Duan Qilong's horizontal practice is naturally not as good as the Fo Yin Yue who once fought with him, but it is only half apart.

Although his arrow penetrated his true energy and injured his body, he still practiced his domineering style.

In particular, he also has the magical power of "burning mountains" outside.
To be continued...