The eleventh punch is extremely fast.
The real power of the god's drum-beating fist is that as long as the body and soul of the person punching can withstand the severe pain caused by the flow of energy in the body, he can successfully deliver it. With a new punch, you can accumulate punches and shake mountains and demolish cities. This is no nonsense!
Chen Pingan punched the "exquisite" mountain that was as big as a house and retreated several feet.
Without saying anything, he stamped his feet and punched upward.
The face of the old man with a high crown became more solemn, and he no longer had any intention of teasing. He silently recited the magic formula, put his fingers together and drew four times around the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains.
Even if it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains on his head will temporarily lose its magical power. He is determined to kill this obstructive young man in one go.
As a casual cultivator in Shanze who does not ask for anything from anyone and has no backer to rely on, this is the only magic weapon of Gaoguan Old Man. It was obtained in the secret realm. In order to monopolize this thing, when dividing the spoils, He went on a murder spree and killed his brother who had been together through life and death. When the latter died, he begged him to take good care of his heirs and ensure that they enjoyed a hundred years of prosperity in the world. The old man nodded in agreement, and just turned around and used a little bit of a mansion with more than a hundred people in it. Small means can be used to eradicate them all quietly.
After being hunted for thousands of miles by the young golden elixir of Taiping Mountain, this priceless Five Mountains crown is still well preserved and not seriously damaged. After a hundred years of repairs, it has returned to its peak condition. It is a pity that the old man inspected it. After reading countless classics, I still haven't found the basis of the true shape of the Five Mountains painted on the Five Mountains Crown. The old man can only exert half of the effect of the magic weapon. It is a great pity. Otherwise, when he met that little bastard from Taiping Mountain, what would happen to him in the end? There is no telling who is chasing and killing whom.
The two mountains are stacked one above the other, falling as fast as thunder.
The thirteenth punch that Chen Pingan threw out quickly only hit the Dongyue Mountain below by more than ten feet.
Soon another mountain came down.
Is it the weight of the mountain that gives him the upper hand, or is it his boxing skills that make him more invincible?
The Five Sacred Mountain Crown on the old man’s head has faded, and there is no longer the melodious sound of cranes and pines.
Chen Pingan's energy and blood are surging, and there are no signs of exhaustion yet, but Chen Pingan doesn't want to be trapped by these three mountains. God knows what kind of secrets the old man Gaoguan has on the mountains, and he can take advantage of the gods beating drums. Drawn by the fist's intention, he was able to break the connection for the time being, so he prepared to evacuate the school martial arts field, move the battlefield, and then quickly deliver the fourteenth punch.
But Chen Pingan, who had prepared the Fang Cun Talisman early, was surprised to find that in the shadow of the mountain top, it was like being in a so-called "lawless place" on the mainland. Fang Cun had made extraordinary achievements in several battles. Fu actually didn't react at all.
As a last resort, the two flying swords on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month in the sword gourd spread out, one to the left and the other to the right, and flew high into the sea of clouds.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to throw out a new punch, causing the mountain's falling momentum to stagnate slightly, and then rushed forward, trying to leave the place shrouded in the shadow of the mountain.
Gao GuanlaoThe man laughed loudly, "You want to run?!"
With a palm press down, the fourth mountain fell down.
The four mountains overlapped and rumbled against Chen Pingan's head. Moreover, the school martial arts field at the "foot of the mountain" was suppressed by the majestic spiritual energy, making Chen Pingan's forward movement slower.
The young man in gold robe with amazing boxing skills was finally successfully suppressed by Shan Yue.
After succeeding, the old man Gaoguan was slightly surprised, "When will a pure martial artist be able to use his flying sword?"
High mountains are often accompanied by flowing water.
The old man felt the two flying swords coming through the air, and "plucked" two rivers from the crown of the Five Mountains. After manifesting, they finally became as slender as a woman's waist, one was turbid and yellow, and the other was slender. The green and clear water rolled around the old man's futon, blocking the fierce attacks of the two flying swords time and time again. The water splashed everywhere, and the weight of the river continued to decrease.
Old man Gao Guan paid more attention to the school martial arts field.
At this moment, the sea of clouds is no more than twenty feet away from the ground.
The futon the old man was sitting on almost touched the top of the fourth mountain, and his field of vision was blocked. The tall-guan old man stretched out a finger, tapped the center of his eyebrows, and said silently, opening his eyes. It was pitch black at first, and then the clouds and mists dispersed like night, revealing the true appearance of the bright moon. The sky and the earth were clear. The old man with a high crown successfully looked through the four superimposed mountains and saw the figure of the young man in gold robe.
What a guy, you’re like a loach, trying to slip away!
The young man first lowered his head and bent down, carrying the mountains on his shoulders, and ran forward. As the four mountains sank, the young man then simply rushed forward, supporting the mountains with his back. This golden robe produced results that surprised the old man, helping the young man win a critical moment, allowing him to roll over when the mountain was only four feet away from the school martial arts field, and barely escaped being crushed by the mountain. The end result of being crushed into a pulp.
Old man Gao Guan sneered in his heart. The higher the Tao, the higher the demon. Just wait for the moment when you mistakenly think you have escaped.
The fifth mountain that has been gaining momentum is the most respected Zhongyue, and the steepness of the mountain can be vaguely seen.
The young man was able to withstand four mountains, which was beyond the expectations of the old man Gaoguan. He thought that the three mountains stacked up could crush this little guy to death.
The kind of boxing that seems to increase in power
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There is no end to the boxing technique, it is really weird!
If the young man can leave behind boxing secrets after his death, it may not be inferior to that golden robe.
The old man shouted softly, "Go!"
Zhong Yue just hit Chen Ping'an who was rolling on the ground.
At the same time, the four previous mountains began to scatter one after another, surrounding Zhongyue and "taking root" downwards. Some crushed the houses of the school martial arts field, some crushed the high walls, and some fell on the school martial arts field. On the street outside, there is a private courtyard next to the school martial arts field.
Once the Sifang Mountains riseStanding on the ground, and with Zhongyue sitting in the middle, a natural formation will be formed.
The two flying swords above the sea of clouds seemed to be connected with the thoughts of the young man who was trapped in death, and they attacked the true meaning of the two rivers more and more desperately.
Old man Gao Guan laughed heartily, "I'm afraid of you two little things. OK, OK, I'll just play hide and seek with you. I'll see what you two do when your master dies. "
The old man reached around with his hands, grabbed two black clouds, and then clapped his hands heavily. The clouds covered the fog, and the old man's figure disappeared.
Besieged by the Five Mountains, Chen Ping'an was on the line between life and death.
Although the sword energy was awe-inspiring on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, facing an old man with a high crown who was hiding, he had no choice but to reduce the black sea of clouds as much as possible.
Even if Chen Ping'an sacrificed the demon-binding rope made of the two long beards of the old dragon, the golden light shone and suddenly grew bigger, like a golden dragon entrenching the middle mountain, forcibly raising it up. Several feet, it would not be able to press down and connect with the earth, so that the Five Mountains array has not taken shape for the time being. However, even if the demon-binding rope continues to shrink and squeezes the Zhongyue Mountain, gravels continue to break and fall, but this Zhongyue is always slowing down. Slowly sink.
The sea of clouds above Eagle Castle is no more than ten feet above the ground.
If someone stands on the viewing terrace of the main building and looks out in all directions, it will be like being on the top of a mountain thousands of feet above the earth, with majestic waves, turbulent winds, and stormy waves crashing on the shore.
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In the main building of Flying Eagle Castle, the whisk man who used the ground as a prison was chased to death by the two natal flying swords, one large and one small.
Those members of the Huan family of Feiyingbao have truly experienced with their own eyes the dazzling methods of the gods on the mountain.
While everyone is happy, it is inevitable that they will feel despair. We, the martial arts warriors in the martial arts world, are really not worth mentioning in the face of these powerful mountain immortal masters.
Lu Tai did not wait and see what happened. He did not slowly kill the sea-viewing realm Qi practitioner with two extremely high-quality flying swords with needle-pointed wheat awns. Among the ribbons, magic artifacts collected from everywhere were taken out. Through the gap in the cage created by the flying sword, he penetrated in and attacked the guy who turned the silk whisk rope into a white snake. He attacked insidiously. For a Qi practitioner, this is nothing more than adding insult to injury and making it miserable.
The tall man first begged for mercy in every possible way, urging Lu Tai that everything could be discussed easily. As long as Lu Tai stopped, he was willing to hand over all his belongings and let Lu Tai manipulate his soul.
Seeing that Lu Tai was indifferent, with only an iron handle of a dust whisk remaining in his hand, the man began to threaten fiercely, threatening to kill Lu Tai's two flying swords together, and Lu Tai's soul would be damaged. It will be difficult to practice diligently in this life.
Lu Tai was leaning next to the chair of the castle owner’s wife, swinging a folding fan, completely ignoring the strapped monks in the sea-viewing realm. He had already forced the door of the hall open, so he could have an unobstructed view of the scene outside the Eagle Castle. .
The sky is dark and the earth is dark.
There must be hundreds of people in Flying Eagle Castle.I will never forget today's scene, that feeling of powerlessness is deeply ingrained in my bones.
And this influence is destined to be extremely far-reaching. As long as these people can survive, what happened today, about the fight between gods and mortals, will be passed down from generation to generation.
If the nine continents in this vast world were so free from all taboos, they would be in chaos.
That’s why the Confucian Three Academy Palaces and the Seventy-Two Colleges emerged.
The purpose is to prevent the gods on the mountain from smashing the mountains and rivers with one punch, and a magic weapon from smashing the human city at will.
After all, the people on the mountain come from the human world.
If the human world is gone, what mountains are left?
So this is used as a boundary, and there is a distinction between good and evil, good and evil.
Some qi practitioners, I seek freedom and freedom on the road to immortality. Since I am already standing on the mountain, I don’t care whether you are dead or alive in the world.
Some monks are either pure-hearted and uninterested in worldly affairs, or they abide by the rules and are willing to live a less happy life for the sake of peace in the world and do not pursue absolute freedom.
There are various situations in the world, everyone has their own desires, right and wrong are all a mess.
Because there are too many people, the truth is just for others to listen to, rather than to restrain their own conscience.
This is true both on the mountain and below.
Lu Tai is a descendant of the Lu family’s Yin Yang family, and has a deeper understanding of human nature.
And he is very special both in terms of his family status and himself. Not only is he not a swordsman, but he has casually raised two natal flying swords. He didn't even get them while playing in the family ancestral hall when he was young. That weird colored belt.
The existence of Lutai has some prohibitive meaning for the Lu family in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. For those taciturn and lifeless Lu families
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As far as the ancestors are concerned, this junior feels so "awkward" and at the same time amazing, as if they were born in harmony. There is almost no precedent in history, so the attitude towards Lu Tai , the huge Lu family has been very vague.
The sage has a saying: A great man will change like a tiger, a villain will change his face, and a gentleman will change like a leopard.
Lu Tai’s body skin is like a magic weapon in itself. It is even more wonderful than Chen Ping’an’s “student”, the body of the young Cui Chan who plotted to steal the throne in his early years. Unspeakable.
Lu Tai paid attention to the sea of clouds outside the building, looking for the best time to take action.
The scene in the lobby of the main building has been covered up for a long time. It would be difficult for the whisk man to convey the message to the sky.
The castle owner's wife whispered: "Master Immortal, I have thought about it."
Lu Tai was a little confused and looked down, "What should I say?"
The woman's face was sad but her eyes were determined. She covered her heart with her hand and said, "Can he survive?"
Although the woman is not a practitioner, the strangeness in her heart has lasted for several years. Time, she is not an idiot, contact the Flying Eagle CastleOf course, I have guessed everything about Lai Henghui and the conversation between the whisk man and Lu Tai.
Lu Tai shook his head and said: "The little guy was born to deviate from the Dao. He is naturally violent, cruel and bloodthirsty. Even if you live and die, he will still be a disaster in the future. When the time comes, he will be buried with a small Flying Eagle Castle. Not even qualified, most likely the entire Agarwood Kingdom..."
The woman cried sadly: "But I want it to survive, I can feel its existence, after all, it is like my child ..."
Lu Tai was neither moved nor disdainful. He just smiled indifferently and stated a fact for the poor woman: "Then do you know that the little guy has already opened his spiritual intelligence, so he can Deliberately conveying false emotions to you, it will even subtly affect the mind of your host through instinct. Otherwise, why did you know that your body was abnormal and never told your husband about it? ”
The woman covered her heart with one hand, raised her other hand and quickly put it against her mouth. Her face was full of pain. She was at a loss and just shook her head towards the landing platform.
The woman silently endured the heart-wrenching pain and looked at the landing, her eyes full of pleading.
Lu Tai sighed, "Why are you here? Do you really want to abandon the hundreds of lives of the Flying Eagle Castle? Think about it, your husband Huan Yang, your children Huan Chang Huan Shu, And the castle that gave birth to you and raised you, just because of this dirty thing who has not yet been born and is in a crooked way?"
The woman just shook her head with tears, put down her arms, and immediately spoke with blood on her mouth. The liquid gushed out, as dark as ink, extremely seeping and terrifying. The woman did not care about her housewife's appearance. She was already a little confused and her eyes were in a trance. She prayed to Lu Tai: "Let it survive. Please ask the immortal master. It has What's wrong? Now I just killed its mother. I don't blame it. I don't blame it at all. So, Immortal Master, please teach it more in the future and persuade it to do good. Don't go astray, Immortal Master. The Tao is all-powerful and can do anything. This child of mine will definitely be a good person..."
A woman is like a porcelain piece riddled with holes. It was shaking violently, overwhelmed, and finally completely shattered.
But she always stared at Lu Tai's face.
Lu Tai smiled and nodded, "Okay, it can survive."
The woman's mouth twitched and she slowly closed her eyes. The shocking black blood still appeared from her There was gurgling in her eyes, and it turned out that her eyelids were broken, and her two eyeballs fell in front of her, then slipped from her dress to the ground, and rolled behind the chair.
In the lobby, there was a dead silence. No one dared to make a sound. Only Huan Yang, the master of Flying Eagle Castle, who had his five senses banned, was restrained on a chair. The man's eyes were red, and he looked at the person beside him day and night. , full of unforgettable anger.
How could she be so selfish!
She must be obsessed and obsessed!
She was not unjust at all when she died, so she should die together with that little bastard and the weirdo in her heart!
Lu TailaiHe went to the dead woman, bent down, stared at her blood-soaked heart, and murmured: "Your mother has paid so much for you, and she has given you everything, not even your conscience." What about you? Why are you still frantically absorbing the aura and soul of the corpse? You have tortured her enough when she was alive, but now that she is dead, can't you let her have a moment of peace after death?"
The woman's ups and downs of heart suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be a subtle wailing and crying sound coming to the world, just like all babies in the world.
Come crying.
"It's too late."
Lu Tai stabbed the bamboo fan in his hand suddenly, piercing the woman's heart and nailing it into the back of the chair. He said expressionlessly: "The world is very boring. It's better not to come than to come."
A scream that pierced the eardrums suddenly resounded through the lobby, the candlelight went out, and the big pillars shattered at the same time.
Everyone's liver and gallbladder are about to burst.
Only Huan Yang felt relieved, then lost, his eyes empty, staring blankly at the chair next to him.
The gentle woman who was my childhood sweetheart died very ugly.
This man didn’t even know that he was so angry that he was already in tears.
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