Ten thousand dragons dance wildly, and the sun turns into the sky!

The moment the fist print came out, thousands of divine lights emerged from Yuan Duxiu's body and blessed this fist.

Infinite particles are like thousands of volcanoes erupting at the same time, and under the impetus of the invincible blood energy, they achieve the ultimate punch!

Boom!

With a punch, the void trembled wildly, and all the ubiquitous inspirations were boiling and bursting, and all visible and intangible things were shaking.

Heaven and Earth seemed to be unable to withstand the power contained in this punch, and let out an unbearable moan.

Thousands of hectares of smoke and dust were emptied, spreading layer by layer, the sky seemed to have turned into an ocean, and the meteorite hit it, setting off terrifying waves.

A real punch!

At this moment, Qi Cang's body retreated unstoppably, and the hurricane wind ripped apart the void, blowing his clothes and dancing wildly, his face shaking wildly.

"Great Japanese Air Cannon?!"

Qi Cang was shocked.

Yuan Duxiu's punch clearly already has some prototypes of the unparalleled and unparalleled Japanese air cannon in his previous life that he used to run rampant in the world and climb to the top!

But according to legend, when he really faced the Seven Heroes of Xinghai, this big Japanese air cannon had not been fully developed.

Is this thousands of years in advance? !

Qi Cang was shocked beyond words, and Dimituo, who faced this tyrannical punch, was also slightly moved: "The Great Sun Sacrament is indeed well-deserved."

She flicked it lightly, but the palm of her horizontal push did not change, but the Buddha, who seemed to be sitting across the sky, suddenly stood up.

In the more and more intense Buddha's light, the sound of Zen singing was issued, and the horizontal push was blessed.

The two Vajra monks beside her even changed wildly and shouted badly.

They roared and wanted to shoot, but where did they have time?

Almost at the moment of seeing the fist, the terrifying collision had already happened.

Fist palms meet!

Like the intersection of the sun and the moon, the indescribable terrifying aura has ripped apart the void in an instant!

So that, under this collision, no one could hear the slightest sound or see any sight.

It was as if the sky and the earth were empty and everything was destroyed!

boom!

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long time later, there was a loud explosion!

Immediately, the thousands of air waves expelled by the fist mark rolled back, sweeping tens of thousands of miles of turbulent winds, and swallowed by the cracks in the void created by the collision of the two.

Huhu~

Gang wind is like a knife, cutting everything.

Qi Cang suddenly returned to his senses, Yuan Duxiu had already pulled his fists and stood upright, the wind was blowing against his clothes, and all his long hair was thrown back, showing his masculine body like a magic axe.

Behind him is a gas mark that was torn apart by the gust of wind and stretched for thousands of miles.

Kacha~

There was a cracking sound that could not be concealed by the overwhelming wind.

In the discolored eyes of the two Vajra monks, the stalwart Buddha's shadow suddenly cracked, and then turned into endless golden light and dissipated in the sky.

Buddha, lost?

The two Vajra monks looked up.

Timituo also just retracted his ivory-like crystal palm, and said with a slight dignified expression: "Fist is not bad, and people are not bad."

"To each other, to each other."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes were still hot, but her angular face was very calm, even indifferent:

"Does the Buddha still want to make a move?"

His breath is still strong, even rising, and the endless 'particles' in the subtleties of his body are shaking.

"If you make another move, the winner will be divided."

Dimituo glanced at Yuan Duxiu with a half-smile, but he didn't seem to be affected at all: "How do you think the poor monk's mudra practice is?"

"You are stronger than me, and your handprint is excellent."

Yuan Duxiu stood in the sky, his breath was turbulent, but his expression was extremely calm:

"Not as good as my fist!"

One has a calm expression, the other has a calm breath, and seems to be making a judgment.

The two Vajra monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"This punch is of course excellent, but it's not your punch."

Timituo said meaningfully: "Although you understand this truth, it is a pity that you have not yet stepped out of the shadow of the founder of boxing."

"Own Punch"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes narrowed.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan is qualified to keep this person, but this person is more 'precious' than you think. You have to do it yourself."

Timita didn't mean to point him, instead he glanced at Qi Cang.

Qi Cang looked at Dimituo from a distance, his eyes were cold.

"valuable?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes moved, this word does not seem to be used to describe people.

There is something in this Dimitra

"There may be a day of goodbye in the future, fellow Daoist Yuan, leave it alone."

Dimitri smiled slightly.

The Buddha light behind him swayed and disappeared into the void with two Vajra monks wrapped in it.

Its speed is extremely fast for ordinary people, but for Yuan Duxiu, who has mastered the "Rainbow Transformation Technique", there is still a chance to stop him.

It's just that he hesitated a little, but he still didn't make a move.

"What did she see in my heart?"

Looking at the distant Buddha light, Qi Cang's heart throbbed. There were too many secrets in his heart, and it was too big.

That Dimitra must have seen something to pursue and kill him so decisively.

But what did she see?

Or did you see it all?

The thoughts in his heart twirled, and finally he let out a deep breath, looking at Yuan Duxiu, who had a calm but very intimidating expression, with a complicated expression:

"Your progress is beyond my imagination"

No one knew the complexity of Qi Cang's heart, not even himself, could not express his feelings at this time.

sour, unwilling, regret, worry

There are various emotions, rolling in his heart, and it is difficult to completely calm down.

Who would have thought that one's own malice would become a blessing for the other party.

This great emperor, who had only risen through many calamities in the previous life, not only never weakened under the circumstances of his own intervention, but instead was wiped out of calamity and suffering, and he rose directly.

"Perhaps, it's also thanks to you."

Yuan Duxiu stared at Qi Cang with a complicated expression. Although this person had attacked him, perhaps it was because of this person that he had flourished in a thousand years.

"Come with me."

Yuan Duxiu left a sentence, turned around and stepped into the air, as if not afraid of Qi Cang escaping.

In fact, his evasion technique is a great success, and those who can't beat him can't escape at all.

What's more, he didn't think this person would escape.

"Where are you going?"

Qi Cang hesitated slightly, but still called out.

"Get my life back!"

Hearing the sound from a distance, Qi Cang was stunned for a moment, his thoughts of escaping were instantly dispelled, and he followed suit.

Your fate, I don't want it for a long time.

The bamboo forest is quiet and quiet.

Yuan Duxiu sat on the ground, and Qi Cang stood quietly not far away.

"Cough cough."

On the shore of Linquan Lake, the man on credit gave a light cough, interrupting Yuan Duxiu's words, and a strange expression appeared on his increasingly aged face:

"It is true that luck and luck are shared, and fate is connected"

Looking at the two people who were sitting and standing, Rao was a man with a lot of knowledge, and it was a little incredible.

"Everything is born with a certain number. I have heard of those who share the same spirit, but the fate can be shared. This is the first time this old man has seen it."

The man on credit muttered to himself, looking at the two of them.

Yuan Duxiu said it in great detail, and Qi Cang didn't hide his miserable experience over the years. Naturally, he let him taste something.

Luck is shared, fate is connected, and one person will never bear all the evil consequences, and survive from death again and again.

The other one is full of qi fortune, Lingbao recognizes the master, aptitude changes, and breakthroughs occur one after another.

This is not a coincidence.

"Can seniors have the means to get back my complete fate for me?"

Yuan Duxiu asked.

"As the two of you said are not bad, then the fate shared by the two of you should be one hundred defeats and ten thousand victories..."

There was a ray of light in the dark eyes of the credit knife man: "This is the legendary fate. In the 30,000,000 years of history, there are not a few people who have this fate."

Hundreds of defeats, only 10,000 victories!

The person on credit did not hide it, and told everything he knew about the future.

Yuan Duxiu listened, her expression was a little subtle, and Qi Cang's bad face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Luck is the vein of the universe, and destiny is the node of heaven and earth. Everything is the way of heaven! Those who have the destiny of defeat will surely encounter enemies that they cannot defeat.

On the other hand, Wansheng, on the other hand, will never encounter an enemy that he cannot defeat, at least, he will never encounter an enemy that cannot be defeated.

Yuan Xiaoyou has two fates but there is a chance of separation, then, the more bleak this person is, the more you will gain. "

The credit knife man looked very delicate, and ignored Qi Cang, whose face was ashen, and suggested to Yuan Duxiu:

"If that's the case, why take back the fate of the other half that was destined to be robbed?"

"This old monster!"

Qi Cang only felt that the roots of his teeth were itchy.

Yuan Duxiu didn't hesitate, just shook his head with a firm attitude: "Even if it is doom, it is my doom."

"I am familiar with the law of fate, but the two have high cultivation bases, and this old man can't shake the fate of the two."

Seeing his resolute attitude, the person on credit did not persuade him much, and pointed to Dongfang: "If the little friend really wants to take back his fate, perhaps only the one in Dongzhou can do it today."

"King Yuanyang?!"

Qi Cang's heart was shocked, and he suddenly felt the deep malice from heaven and earth.

He knew that King Yuanyang would be the place where the wind and clouds gathered, and it was extremely dangerous, and he didn't want to go there at all.

But he wanted to escape again and again, but was dragged into it again and again.

Is this really a coincidence?

Dashi Mountain is majestic and endless, its mountains are extremely majestic, and there are few comparables in Dongzhou.

After the Heavenly Change, the three holy places fell to the altar, and they lost the detachment of the past, but the background is still thick, and no one dares to despise it, especially the Great First Mountain, which is tied with the Tianding Kingdom as the two "forbidden places" in the East Continent.

Over the past thousand years, the situation has changed, and the strong have emerged one after another. The two holy places of Litian~lightnovelpub.net~ Mingyue have had enemies, but no one dared to invade Da Shishan.

Huhu~

At this time, Ling Dong had just arrived, and there was heavy snow outside the Dashi Mountain, and the biting cold wind blew across the land, setting off waves of grass.

This is the spiritual field of the Great Beginning Holy Land, evergreen is undefeated, it is like this every month, and it is like this every year.

Feng Xinglie stood in front of Lingtian with his hands behind his back, watching the mountains rise and fall in the distance, but there was no trace of turbulence in his heart.

Thousands of years ago, he retired from it.

This time, let's start from here, and walk the road that was not exhausted a thousand years ago!

huh~

While the thoughts are turning, the wind takes a step forward, the snow is rolling, and in the middle of winter when the sky is bleached, if there is a sudden drop of the sun.

The surging blood energy pushed a long howl up to the sky:

"Zhenlongguan is very windy, please see the King of Yuanyang!"