The seven greatest masters in the world gather in Hanlong Inn!

Enjoy the fight after drinking!

On the third floor of Hanlong Inn, Pang Wanyang's clothes were moving without wind, and his breath was as if a volcano that had been silent for tens of millions of years was about to erupt.

In an instant, Hanlong Inn moved the ground and the mountains shook, and dust fell from the eaves and corners of the houses.

Facing the six great masters in the world, they dare to invite the battle!

Outside Hanlong Inn, Mrs. Bailian's expression changed drastically in the vast yellow sand. On the corner of the first floor, the boss lady who was fainting jumped up and shouted hysterically:

"Cook, buddy, why don't you come and carry me! My mother, my legs are numb!"

On the long table on the third floor, the expressions of several people changed.

The expressions of the Wheel King and the True Man of Baiyue have not changed, because they have never thought of challenging Pang Wanyang.

But Yan Kuangtu put down his wine glass with a "slap" and his eyes suddenly burned.

Mu Qingfeng whispered in the long sword in his palm and let out a low dragon roar.

However, the two had the idea of ​​fighting to see the changes in the aura of the heavens.

Ikkyu sighed softly, and the majestic aura as strong as a mountain had locked everyone present.

Anyone who dares to move will face his thunderous wrath.

Everyone was pulled by their energy, and their breath was erect and they did not give in.

Even the true man of the Moon and the Wheel-Turning King who do not want to participate are still driven by this energy and have to join in.

boom!

The vast aura soared into the sky like a solid wolf smoke. The thick roof of Hanlong Inn, which was enough to block the storm, had just one touch, completely turned into powder and was blown away by the airflow in the long sky.

Only An Qisheng sat still, his expression was dull, but as his eyes opened and closed, a stream of light seemed to be in front of his imprint.

The seven great tops gather in small buildings outside the frontier. This situation is unprecedented and may not be common in the future. It is even more precious to An Qisheng.

"Sixty years ago, Pang came to Dafeng. He measured the world in twenty years, learned from heaven and earth, and understood the ultimate of the human body..."

Facing the great master who seemed to want to attack him, Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as bright as golden sun, and he slowly told him:

"In the next twenty years, Pang really reached the limit of human beings. In the past forty years, the world has the greatest number, and the human body is limited, and the world is in the world, and the real Taiyin Wuji is the world in the world, not the human body in the world...

Only now do I realize that the world is boundless and the world is infinite…”

On the long table, the six people looked indifferent, looking at Pang Wanyang indifferently.

In the erratic airflow, he was rushing to comment on everyone:

"Mu Qingfeng, you see the mountains, seas, clouds rolling, clouds rolling, sun rises, moon sets, and realize the truth. The sword light accommodates many changes in the world, and becomes twenty-one swords, which is a peerless genius..."

Mu Qingfeng's face was as deep as water, and the sound of the sword was gentle and gentle, surrounding it like a dragon.

"Yan Kuangpun, you have risen in the last few days, spreading across the martial arts world, laughing proudly at the kings and princes in the world, and one hand, the King of Phang, and the king of the world is unparalleled. You have also led the Dalongmen to dominate a state. You are truly a master of the world..."

Yan Kuangs poured himself into drinking, and took the wine.

"Worshiping the Moon, you rarely fight with others in your life. You sit quietly on the top of the mountain for decades and realize the changes in the heart of heaven. People, army, and country are not as good as Han Changgong. However, you are the best in the world in the understanding of heaven and earth."

The true man of Baiyue didn't say anything, and his fingers hit the table, and ripples appeared in his eyes.

"The wheel, you use the magical power of Buddhism to embrace magic, form oneself, and your aura covers ten miles. The Buddha's country is located in the mind, and it is respected by thousands of people as a living Buddha. The profound spiritual cultivation is rare in the world..."

The Wheel King held his palm up in front of his chest, and his smile gradually disappeared.

"Iki!"

"Everyone in the world said that you are the second in the world. Over the past two hundred years, Pang knew that you had become famous in the world two hundred years ago. Later, you retreated bravely and became a monk at Huangjue Temple. After sitting in two Jiazi, you finally became the way of the sun.

Then sit in the second Jiazi and become the Sun Wuji. In this world, you are masculine and domineering, and you are the best!"

"Amitabha."

Faced with Pang Wanyang's comments, Ikkyu finally raised his eyelids, and there seemed to be a big sun rising in his turbid eyes.

If anyone is qualified to comment on these five great masters of the divine veins, it must be Pang Wanyang.

No one except him is qualified.

Listening to his comments, An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows, and the ripples in his eyes slowly subsided.

"But you..."

Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair and clothes flying together. His already tall body was as majestic as an unshakable sacred mountain at this time, and the sound of the collision of gold and jade flowed down the void:

"Everyone is not as good as me!"

All are not as good as me!

These four words are not very vast, but they contain Pang Wanyang's absolute confidence in dominating the world for decades.

On the third floor, the breath is condensed.

The Wheel King's smile completely disappeared, Yikyu's eyelids trembled, Mu Qingfeng's long sword buzzed as if he was about to escape, the face of the true man Baiyue changed, and Yan Kuangtu's long eyebrows stood up...

But even if it is as arrogant as a man of Yan and as arrogant as a man of plump people, there is nothing to say for a moment.

Because Pang Wanyang's status was truly achieved by himself with one punch and one kick!

The throne of the world is the corpse of countless masters and the souls of wronged people!

"So, you don't need to fight!"

With a series of cold, indifferent, arrogant and peaceful eyes, Pang Wanyang jumped like a dragon as he climbed into the sky, and his clothes were shining like a god coming to the clouds:

"Da Ke comes one by one and defeats you,

Fight again with the royal power!”

Rumble!

The sky was shaking and exploding, and the vast sound waves drooped the sky clouds, covering the sky.

The air flow rolled and the sea of ​​clouds tumbling, Pang Wanyang stood with his arms raised, his breath surging, like the waves of the angry sea in the storm, with a huge momentum.

In the infinite sky, dark clouds seemed to roll in!

It seems that the celestial phenomena have changed for it!

The members of the staff, cooks, guests, and the proprietress who escaped from Hanlong Inn, all looked up at the sky in shock.

Can martial arts be practiced to this level?

Is this still a human?

Looking at the figure, my mind was gone.

Looking up to the mountains?

The sea embraces all rivers?

Looking down on all the fields?

It seems that all adjectives in the world can be placed on him, and it seems that all adjectives are not enough to describe his aura.

The world was still in the wind and sand for dozens of miles, as if it was pushed and scattered by an endless stream of mighty force, and fled.

All tangible and intangible matter are escaping from the figure standing in the sky, as majestic as gods and demons.

It's shocking!

Until this time, Pang Wanyang's words were floating on the third floor of Hanlong Inn.

The expressions of several people were changing.

He looked at An Qisheng at the same time.

There is no comment, but the eight words "defeat you first, then fight against the royal power" are enough.

No one will not understand the truth in Pang Wanyang's words.

"Amitabha!"

Ikyu folded his hands together, but his breath calmed down, as if brewing.

As his aura calmed down, the other people's aura also calmed down. Only Yan Kuangtu suddenly stood up, and his breath rose like a wolf smoke thorning the sky.

"Old man Pang, you are too arrogant!"

With a long roar of breaking through the sky and clouds, Yan Kuangzun spread his arms and his body rose, like a big roc flapping his wings, jumping up, like a meteor pulling out a thousand-foot-long stream of burning air, straight to the clouds!

Go straight to Pang Wanyang and leave!

An outbreak!

The temperament is no longer different!

If the Yan Kuangtu before was just an old man who looked rebellious, he looked like a king who looked down on the world at this time.

Stepping into the air is like a big dragon holding its head up, and the airflows are storming and swelling wherever it passes, and the air waves are rolling.

With both arms waving, it was like a big roc rushing to the sky!
To be continued...