With the serious injury to his body, he urged the "Tiangang Divine Fist".

boom!

It is like a meteorite collision, ripples scatter and fall to the ground, and the ground cracks and falls into the moat, and ice water splashes.

Four hundred years ago, Zhang Yuanzhu was overthrowing the world, and there was no resistance. Someone once said that if he was not an emperor, he would be the supreme master who could be comparable to the sloppy Taoist and the Grand Master of Bodhidharma.

Throughout his life, the magical powers passed down include the "Undefeated Tiangang", "Tiangang Divine Fist", "Yinyang Fighting", "Tianwu Zhengang" and other nine gates!

And this Tiangang Fist is the killing method he used to push forward.

Even though Zhang Xuan was unable to match his power and was seriously injured, he also resisted Yang Yu's punch, but he also smashed the ground like a shell and coughed up blood again.

"It's so fierce..."

The two of them collided too quickly, but Lu Qingting, who was always watching the battle, naturally saw the big boss clearly and felt a little cold in his heart.

This move was too fierce, and he used all the fighting methods of fighting on the battlefield that both the enemy was killed, which really made them feel at a loss.

"Amitabha."

Yang Yu, who took down Zhang Xuanyi with one punch, took his fist strength into the mustard seed space, did not retreat even after a step. When he punched him again, Xu Jing had to take action.

The broad and complete palms were horizontally in front, accompanied by the loud bells, the two of them stepped back one after another, with solemnity in their eyes.

"Donor Yang has unparalleled magical power and profound attainments in boxing. But the killing is so fierce..."

The old monk was slightly moved.

His understatement contained the essence of the seven magical secret techniques including the "Vajra Indestructible Body", "Buddha's Elephant", "Cassociation and Demons".

He was forced to take a step back...

"The killing is fierce?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head:

"The master is very wrong. Yang's ferocity is far behind the one behind you..."

Xu Jing glanced at Zhang Xuanyi, whose face turned pale, and his injury was even worse. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer:

"I have not debuted in Taoist city for thirty years and did not fight with others. Is it more fierce than you, Lingchi Shangguan in the street, and kill thousands of people in Yanzhou?!"

"Amitabha."

Two old monks bowed their heads and recited the Buddha's name.

It is really hard to believe that such a person would use inhumane torture like "Lingchi"...

"Yang is not kind. In ten years, he won't say 10,000 to kill, but thousands of people think it's only a lot. However..."

Yu Yang was very calm and didn't care about the changing expressions of the people.

His eyes fell on the "snow wall" that was blown away by the strong wind of the two.

As his gaze shifted, the attention of the crowd also fell on the "snow wall", and his expression was moved.

The gathering place where tens of thousands of people live is not big, but it is not small. Even if there is only one side of this snow wall, there are more than three thousand corpses!

Under the wind and snow, corpses accumulate, both men and women, and the elderly and weak are the most...

"The strong wind and snow are constantly going on for the moon, and the people are frozen to death by the wind and snow. I feel heartbroken when I see it..."

Seeing everyone's expressions change, Zhang Xuanyi almost bit off his teeth:

"You want to take their deaths on my head, but it is pure slander!"

His voice was very high, but no one heard it.

"The Lord of One Way and the King of All People, doing nothing is a sin, let alone you, a non-human, pig or dog..."

Everyone was silent. Even though they were quiet, they closed their hands and lowered their heads.

There are countless big cities in the world, officials in front of them, and parents in front of them, but they are outside the city gate and are starved to death.

What a despair and pain this is?

"Just now, you talked about Lingchi..."

Yu Yang raised his hand and held the two-edged knife that had been broken halfway:

"You can mention it, it's great,
Chapter completed!