boom!

The misty snow sky seemed to be filled with terrifying fist marks at this moment.

The vast gathering of qi and blood is like the light of the sun, pure and violent, as if it could not be carried by the void, and it was about to be pierced by a punch!

As the old demon said, although the qi and blood were induced to the extreme in Yang Yu's punch, he did not use any magical powers.

But his martial arts practice is now at its peak. Even without the blessing of shaking the sky and earth, his fist is so strong that anyone in the world can move him.

The qi, blood and essence that had been cultivated by the old woman for three thousand years in the seal of sacrifice was like the most intense flame in the world, burning away impurities and pushing his qi, blood, true qi, and true gang to an extremely high level in one fell swoop.

At present, even Zhang Xuanba, who entered the realm of human immortality with only one foot, was only half inferior to Zhang Xuanba.

boom!

The fist falls and the person flies!

With just one blow, the formation set up by the seventh generation of Black Mountain old demons had completely collapsed. Six people flew out, and the only seventh generation of the young demons suddenly pulled away before the fist and body, and retreated for several miles.

As soon as he retreated, the eighth generation old monster had no room to retreat, and he would no longer retreat!

"Yang Yu, how dare you bully me like this!"

The eyebrows were shaking violently, and the footsteps of the Black Mountain Old Demon stopped, and anger flashed in his eyes.

In the past two hundred years since he practiced until his seventh generation to the present, how could he be so despised?

Wuming's anger stopped him, and then the faint light lingering around him overflowed between his five fingers.

Zheng ~

In an instant, the sky was shocked and the earth was shaking, and a sharp sword sounded across the river. The sound of the sword sounded like a substance.

The moment the sound wave sounded, it was centered on the faint light, ten feet, twenty feet in a radius... and even a few miles away, it was covered in darkness, and everyone's eyes instantly lost the capture of the outside world!

This is different from the five sense deprivation of the Night Demon Sword, but at this moment, the extremely sharp sword light had exceeded the limit that the naked eye could bear.

The body automatically avoids the capture of the knife light!

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were covered with darkness, and only Yang Yu, who was walking on the foot, could see clearly.

A black sword light, shaped like a full moon, suddenly appeared on all sides of the void, covering itself.

The light was extremely fierce. When everyone saw the sword light coming out of the sheath, blood and tears flowed out of their eyes.

"Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword!"

The old monster in his rage actually abandoned his supernatural powers in the flash of lightning. Instead, he had practiced the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword that he had practiced for more than 800 years!

Only after suffering for seven generations can one become a Martial Saint.

Even though his mind was no longer above martial arts after seven lifetimes, his background was too deep, and this type of demon sword was also above the twelve grades.

The ultimate martial arts!

"Is the twelfth grade really the ultimate martial arts?"

The fist is moving towards the sky, and there is a moment of turmoil in Yang Yu's heart.

The limit is never an honor for a warrior, especially for a warrior who touches this realm.

But no matter how he thinks about it, the twelve grades seem to be the limit of ordinary martial arts.

Zhang Xuanba did not exceed this category back then, and the current Black Mountain Old Demon does not...

Zheng!!!~~~

The extremely harsh sound of gold and iron clashing burst out at the moment when the swords and fissures meet!

Before the sound wave could spread, the terrifying ripples had already stirred up waves of air around them!

Like the waves of anger, like a flood breaking the dam, layer by layer, covering the sky and the earth, suddenly gushing out in all directions with the momentum of cleaning the world!

Boom!

It was like a strong wind passing by, even though it was about a distance, the audience was still affected by ripples.

Those with high cultivation can still support themselves, but those with poor foundations are almost blown away like scarecrows.

Domineering boxing!

Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword!

This is the ultimate collision of martial arts!

Even though they were affected by the aftermath, many great master warriors were unwilling to take a step back and watched the fierce confrontation between the two great powerhouses.

At this moment, the two men's martial arts will was too strong, so they were extremely far apart. The untouched martial artists in the martial arts world couldn't help but tremble all over.

"It's so fierce..."

On the branch of an old tree at the gate of the city, the middle-aged man with wild hair suddenly stood up straight, and his introverted aura could hardly hide.

At this moment, the aura that burst out from the two of them was so terrifying that he, who was also a martial saint, couldn't help but tremble and completely extinguished his thoughts of being right with these two people.

"The winner has been decided..."

After glanced at the Qisha Royal City behind him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth.

In this city, there are hundreds of years of accumulation of the Tianlang Royal Court...

But before this thought could pass by, his mind suddenly shook. When he looked up, he saw a large ink surging in the interweaving place!

At this moment, no one could see the confrontation between the two, only the clear and beautiful voice still echoing:

"Second punch!"

boom!

Between the rolling black fog, the blazing fist light flashed from time to time. Every time the fist light rose, there was a dull explosion spreading through the vibration of the earth to several miles or even dozens of miles away.

The black fog was surging violently, and the collision between the two was faster than anyone imagined.

It seems that in just a few moments, it is already

"The Tenth Fist!"

Dong!

It was like a heavy hammer and hit the drum, but after this punch, the violent shock was still there, but it seemed to be silent for a moment.

"Zhang Xuanba, you are ultimately better than me. Even if you die, you are still blocking my way..."

The cold and indifferent sounds penetrated the ripples like thunder dragons, echoing inside and outside the royal city, up and down the river.

The black air surging like a tide, even overwhelming the shocking collision between the two.

Swallows swishes swishes swishes ~~~

At the same time, the old demon's bodies who were hit by the attack also responded one after another.

They were either unwilling to accept it, angry, calm, or smiled bitterly... but they rushed into the black fog like a fire moth.

"well……"

The one who walked at the end was the seventh-generation old demon who looked like a young man. He took a deep look at the Seven Killing King City in the wind and snow, and also disappeared into the black fog.

"Jie, Jia, Jia!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! On the banks of the river, like a tide of black light, the old demon's arms were wide open, and the red and golden fist marks penetrated from his chest to his back, and his muscles and bones were broken.

But his expression was never wilder than before, as if a man, woman, old and young sang together and spread out from his mouth:

"I will fight for one immortal with eight generations!"

Boom!

While the man whistled, he whispered irregularly and the substantial compass suddenly floated in the air, bursting out a more terrifying black mist, guarding against possible impacts.

At this moment, the old monster of Black Mountain felt that the black fog was like the most terrifying flame in the world, and his body was burning violently and melting.

And what is faster than him is his body in the world.

From the first life to the seventh life, they all disappeared quickly like bubbles, assimilated by black fog, and then returned like a tide, turning into even more terrifying firewood, boiling themselves.

The eighth generation of cultivation is integrated into one at this moment!

His power, accompanied by the violent surge of the black fog, continued to expand, like infinite...

But there was no excitement in his heart, only a strong sense of regret and reluctance...

Too early!

According to his imagination, the eighth generation unity should be when the sky becomes extremely strong after three hundred years.

At that time, all eight generations had practiced for three hundred years, and they all reached the limit. They forced the birth of the "Beidou Dao Fruit" and refined it.

However, at this moment, he had to...

The person in front of him was so powerful that he could not ignore him. His martial arts were perhaps less powerful than Zhang Xuanba back then.

But it's not Zhang Xuanba.

He also possesses many magical powers!

"Prime Yang!"
To be continued...