An Qisheng's voice was not so great that it was so powerful that he could penetrate the golden cracked stone.

But it condensed like an arrow and penetrated the layers of airflow, exploding like thunder in the ears and hearts of Bianyou who had escaped dozens of feet away.

boom!

Walking around is like being killed by thunder, and the buzzing sounds in my mind.

He was already leaping and jumping, but his body stiffened and fell from mid-air.

"Nan, Nantianmen?"

When he fell, the true energy of the Bianyou was surging and he looked at it from a glance.

In the night, a figure rolled in with the thunder and thunder.

While the words fell.

A full moon and crystal clear as jade, you can see the blue veins inside it beating and blood-flowing palms falling from the sky!

The ripples spread layer by layer, and many waves of air rolled like clouds lingering on the palms.

As soon as this palm appeared, it occupied his entire line of sight, as if all the lights in the world gathered on this palm.

No, it is not a palm, nor a fist, nor a point.

But it seems to be full of everything and everything.

In a trance, Bianyou seemed to see a huge and majestic portal standing in the infinite sky, among which clouds and mist were shrouded in eternity.

The door was magnificent and majestic, like the legendary gate of heaven, which cannot be touched or looked directly at.

Suddenly, Bian You felt the domineering boxing spirit contained in this palm.

There are ordinary people in front of the door, and there are gods behind the door.

I will only count if it is a god or an immortal!

With the naked domineering fist, his mind was in chaos.

And his body stopped falling while stiffening, and, under the huge attraction, went straight towards the portal.

It seemed that it was not the flow of fists and palms, but the portal was there, and it hit him straight away.

"This palm..."

Yun Dongliu, who had just emerged from the shadow, saw this scene, and his pupils shrank.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see the exquisiteness of this palm.

The man in black sought death and ran into this palm, which seemed incredible, but in fact the power contained in one palm was extremely amazing. The airflow around him was spread out in the vibration and shaking.

So much so that there is no other debris around the palm, and the huge suction force generated by the air flowing backwards!

Facing this palm, there is no possibility of avoiding it, and you can only take it head-on!

"If I were under this palm..."

Yun Dongliu felt a lot of thought in his heart, and then his heart became cold.

I just felt that if I was under that palm, there would be almost no room for fighting back. Even if I had all kinds of magical skills, I would have to take this palm and have room for display.

"No! No! I'm not willing!

I'm not willing!"

Bian You felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and suddenly woke up, his eyes suddenly turned blood red:

"I don't want to die!"

At this moment, the true energy in his body suddenly became full and swelled up, and his arms were blown up against the violent airflow, and his arms were closed and he supported them diagonally.

I want to hold this palm.

‘He said one move, he said one move, block this move, and I can survive!’

Bian You's eyes were bloody and he was lucky.

boom!

But the next moment, the unparalleled terror force erupted, wiped out all his unrealistic ideas.

In mid-air, the air around him seemed to have become substantial steel, eliminating any possibility of him being unloaded!

Bianyou felt desperate.

The arms filled with the true energy instilled in the whole body broke in response to the sound, and were thrown on the sky with blood and flesh.

Then, his eyes went dark.

It seemed as if it hit a cast steel city wall. With just a moment, all his true energy and all his resistance were shaken away.

"No......"

The touch was cold and then warm, and the face was covered. I smelled a strong bloody smell between my mouth and nose: "This is my brain..."

The last thought flashed through.

Bang!

After a dull explosion, Bian You's headless body hit the street like a cannonball, and smoke and dust mixed with earth and stone rose into the sky.

With the remaining force pouring out, the floor paved with bluestone spread like a spider web.

Huhu~~~

The airflow discharged by force was rolled back, forming a rushing wave of air that spread and blew An Qisheng's white hair.

He stood with his hands on the eaves of the sixth floor of Yangxiao Hall, who was about to spread his wings and fly high, his clothes flew with white hair.

Under the crimson moonlight, it is like a heavenly being in the ordinary.

"This priest..."

On the wall, Yun Dongliu, who had witnessed all this, was extremely shocked.

He recognized the man in black who had fought with him at a glance. He knew how terrible it was to cross dozens of feet, come from behind and kill him with one palm.

Further away, Bai Xian'er, who was hiding in the corner, was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

She had fought with "Grandpa" and knew that her grandfather's strength was still above hers.

However, he slapped Bian You to death with one palm, and his strength was too terrifying.

Even her senior brother, Duan Yunlong, the saint son of the Great Sun Demon Sect, may not be able to slap Bianyou, who is full of vigilance, with one palm, to death?

"Grandpa wouldn't be angry..."

Bai Xian'er's heart was thumping, and she felt a little guilty.

The reason why Bian You came to seek death was that she pretended to let her say something unintentionally...

"It's just a prototype..."

He slapped Bian You to death with one palm. An Qisheng was not happy, his eyes flashed, and he recalled the gains and losses of his palm.

The South Gate of Heaven is the gateway to isolate humans and immortals in myths and legends in previous lives, and to cut off the barriers of heaven and earth.

He used this myth to rely on it, but he was telling his belief in pursuing martial arts and his lifelong practice.

The south is the Li position, the five elements belong to fire, the heart of the five internal organs is fire, and the heart is the gateway to the "God".

This style of Nantianmen is guided by Yangming's mind learning, and is constructed by the martial arts he has learned throughout his life.

When the mind is thoughts come together, the strength comes from the heart, reaching all bones, penetrates into the fingers and palms, and when the strength is emitted, all kinds of changes are emitted.

Unfortunately, he had never stepped into seeing the gods and could not awaken the "body god" belonging to the heart. This move was just a prototype.

Otherwise, the moment you see the portal, you should see your brain at the same time.

There is no chance to lift your arm and resist.

"The Taoist priest's style in the South Heaven Gate is indeed extremely exquisite, and it is still on the palm of the thousands of waves passed down by my Chivalrous Sect."

At this time, Yun Dongliu bowed his hand from afar, sincerely admiring.

I have to be amazed.

Yun Dongliu had witnessed this palm before, and after thinking from the perspective of others, he felt that even if he witnessed this palm, he had almost no chance of winning.

An Qisheng's eyes fell and he looked at Yun Dongliu with a long sword in his hand:

"The burglars came in the middle of the night, which disturbed the beautiful dream of Mr. Yun."

He could naturally see what Yun Dongliu wanted to do.

Although it is not necessary, it also has to accept his wishes.

After all, there are fewer good people in this world than Xuanxing’s iron-eating beasts.

It is in sharp contrast with Bai Xian'er, who was still thinking of killing people with his own soul-taking technique.

You know, in Bai Xian'er's heart, she is her biological grandfather.

In other words, she really doesn't mind using her grandfather to kill people.
To be continued...