Bang!

Wu Liusan threw Zhao Tianfeng into Hanlong Inn through the window, and closed all the rows of windows with his backhand.

Hanlong Inn dares to open in Mozhou, and has experienced many storms, so naturally it will not be annexed by the storm.

Then, his body fell and he had already climbed to the second floor.

Look out along a special skylight.

I saw countless winds and sands connected to the sky and the earth, becoming everything between the heaven and the earth. Only yellow sand floated between the boundless heaven and earth.

No,

In the yellow sand that was soaring, there were still dark clouds rolling, and electric snakes scattered everywhere.

And in this storm that ruins the world.

Two figures flowed across the world, like two real dragons forgetting to confront each other, as if they were ignoring the storm like natural disasters.

boom!

boom!

Amid the collision sounds that could not be blocked by thunder and clouds, the two dragon-like figures had disappeared into the sky.

"Such martial arts..."

Wu Liusan felt trembling.

Even though the qi veins condensed for many years and had seen many masters, he still did not expect that human martial arts could be so powerful.

Thunders fought against each other, letting them run wild in the natural disaster!

This is no longer a human being, it is simply a land god and a living god and a Buddha!

In such a battle, he would not even have a chance to watch the battle.

"If you can see the aura of the gods in this battle?"

In the yellow sand of the sky, the Wheel-Born King, Mu Qingfeng, Yan Kuangzhe, and the True Man of Worshiping the Moon are rampant in the sky.

"This battle is probably going to be divided into life and death..."

Looking into the sky, Yan Kuangzhe murmured to himself.

This battle is definitely different from the previous three battles. When he fought with him, Pang Wanyang stopped just by trying it out. When he fought with Mu Qingfeng, he decided to win and lose with one move. When Yikyu, he simply practiced to resist with one stroke.

But at this time, this is a real battle of life and death.

"How difficult is the way of heaven and man..."

A hint of bitterness also appeared on the meticulous face of Master Baiyue.

No master who achieves Taiyin Wuji will have no idea of ​​reaching the great way of heaven and man, and he is naturally no exception.

Unfortunately, for tens of thousands of years, there are only ten celestial beings recorded in the world of fury. There are only eight people who have clearly broken through the sky.

Therefore, there is a saying that one person can be born in three thousand years.

How difficult?

"Heavenly, swordsman..."

Mu Qingfeng stared at the broken sword in his palm in a daze, and his handsome face was in a daze.

At one moment, his hand raised and let his sword fall into the wind and sand.

Although he fought with Pang Wanyang for only a moment, he faintly gained a further insight into the swordsmanship in that attack.

After twenty-two swords, there should be twenty-three swords!

But can the Sword Twenty-Three, be able to open the door to heaven and man?

They will never miss such a peak decisive battle, and only they can truly witness it.

.........

One hour!

Two hours!

The sun sets, and the red moon rises!

One day!

Two days!

Three days!

It was seven days in a flash!

The two of them crossed the vast sea and ran across Mozhou, and the battlefield stretched thousands or tens of thousands of miles across the sky and underground.

The two of them were not even limited to mid-air, sometimes shuttled through thunder clouds, sometimes collided in storms, and even fell from the sky several times and fought under the sea of ​​sand!

When their martial arts reached their point, they had long ignored nearly 99% of the natural disasters in the world, and even more so on.

Whether it is thunder clouds or storms, whether in the sky or underground, it has little impact on them. However, the storm caused by the two clashes in Mozhou is undoubtedly an unprecedented natural disaster for others!

In the boundless vast sea, caravans were all but forced to hide in the oasis and dare not go out. The bandits who were rampant in the vast sea and lived in no place were swallowed up by the wind and sand.

Those who escaped the sandstorm by chance were also extremely horrified and were so shocked that they could not speak.

"Oh my God!"

"How is it possible? How can such a change in the astronomical phenomena be caused by humans?"

"Is that the heavenly beings fighting? Or the soldiers' master?"

All the horse bandits who saw this battle were shocked.

Not only them, even many experts in the vast sea who had known about the Battle of February 21 long ago, and came to watch the battle did not expect that such a terrifying battle had already happened before February 2 arrived.

Under the complex environment of wind and sand and thunder clouds rolling, even these masters could not see the two fast figures, and they all guessed who was fighting.

Of course, there are also people who can see this battle.

Wang Jianglong stood in the wind and sand, looking up at the rolling thunder clouds, his eyes were solemn.

With his eyesight, he naturally knew who the person who was fighting in the sky was at this time.

"After less than two years, Taoist Master Wang Quan has reached this point?"

Wang Jianlong sighed.

He especially remembered that when he first saw An Qisheng, he had to seize the opportunity to severely damage the Red Sun Dharma King. Even if it weren't for the cold dragon, he would not be able to kill the Red Sun Dharma King.

Although he was powerful, he thought he was afraid he would be better than that at that time.

At the second time, Wang Quandao started the filming ceremony, Shanmen had fought with Pang Wanyang who had borrowed his body in the air, and his strength had surpassed himself.

More than a year has passed, and I can't stand it.

It only took more than three years to catch up with Pang Wanyang, the Six Prison Demon Lord who dominated the world for decades!

What an invincible talent?

After ten thousand years, including the military commanders of all generations, I am afraid that no one has achieved such an amazing speed of progress.

boom!

boom!

In the sky, the wind and clouds burst.

An Qisheng and Pang Wanyang pulled out a series of qi dragons dancing like dragons, and kept colliding in the sky.

Bang!

In a lightning collision, the two of them retreated and intersected.

After seven consecutive days of confrontation, even though the momentum rises again and again, he can grasp the essence of heaven and earth to replenish himself. Pang Wanyang still felt a little tired, and he still had no change in An Qisheng, and was also shocked.

While bombarding the boxing seal, he let out a long laugh: "Happy, happy, the body of Dao brother is rare in the world, and the free hand is even more wonderful. How dare you ask what is the name of this free hand?"

boom!

The South Gate of Heaven reappears, blocking the torrent of fist intentions.

An Qisheng moved in and broke through layers of gale winds, bounced his ten fingers continuously, and turned countless changes. The cold air flow split the void and evolved into the "Slaying the Immortal Platform" and bombarded:

"There is no name in the end, and this style is called the immortal platform!"

An Qisheng was also amazed in his heart.

Pang Wanyang's heart was so solid that he had never seen in his life. In his seven-day confrontation, he felt a little tired with his incomparable physique.

Pang Wanyang's fighting spirit became more and more fierce.

The title of the number one person in ancient and modern times of the Demon Sect is indeed not a tribute to others. In fact, even if the founder of the Demon Sect is here, he is definitely not as good as him at this time!

"What a platform to kill the immortals, but unfortunately, in this world, Wuxian killed the Taoist brother!"

Pang Wanyang let out a long roar, and his powerful fist power faced the "Slaying Immortal Platform".
To be continued...