The so-called myths and legends, such as turning clouds and rain, moving mountains and filling the sea, waving hands to cover the sky... Although these mysterious methods are just myths that cannot be verified, they also give countless people room to imagine. People in this realm have almost escaped from the shackles of the world, so they have the saying of myth realm. But over the past thousands of years, there have been not just those mysterious methods in the legend.

Among countless preserved classics, all those who have truly entered the realm of myths are thinking about what heights the gods and immortals should reach to get a glimpse of it. However, after all the changes, the entire society has been separated from this aspect of exploration. The real people in the world are basically working in this direction. The declining world is also the same.

However, in everyone's eyes, there is no possibility of winning in the gap in strength. Therefore, when a person who holds the pills has a sinister intention and punches Yuncheng, the fist shadow arrives and the fist wind will sound in the air. However, Yuncheng has held on to this move, his pupils shrink slightly, and the blood blade sandwiched between his fingertips touches. Playing a small trick brings his own vomiting blood and the separation of the opponent's fist and body, and it falls directly to the ground.

The Zhenwu Sword took advantage of this opportunity and stabbed the throat without any obstacles, but was stopped by the opponent's fist and failed to reach half an inch. With a frown, the ancient style of martial arts had already been activated, and the mysterious heat flow in the body seemed to have been hungry for a long time. When the opponent was crazy, Yuncheng treated the punch with two fists. The moves and moves contained countless changes. However, no one could have thought that a guy was not trying his best, but was absorbing the opponent's internal strength involuntarily.

Yuncheng himself was also puzzled! Since he absorbed all the false internal force in Country R, ​​the mysterious current in his body has not moved for a while. Although he could control it, he really couldn't control it just as Yuncheng wanted to control it. It was like the elixir of Huashan, who was a delicious meal in front of the mysterious hot stream. Yuncheng had already spit out five or six mouthfuls of blood, but his spirits were getting better and better, without any sluggishness.

Almost all of them were stunned! Yan Hui and others wanted to stop him and were suppressed. Xu Shu and Gao Lei, who finally appeared, were also stunned. Wudang was basically dizzy. Ouyang Yihua half opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. He was a person who held the pills, even if he stepped in half his foot... No, this precious apprentice actually took the sixth step directly as he became more and more courageous. Although it was not stable, it was the real sixth step.

As a hidden sect, Ouyang Yihua obviously saw it further than others. It was just because the years passed and his limit was approaching, so he gave up the possibility of stepping into the fifth and sixth steps and stepped into the hug pill after four steps. This was fighting for the fate of the heaven, and he wanted to see how far the treasure apprentice he collected could go. But he could never imagine that in just a few days, his treasure apprentice had already stepped into the sixth step. And he was still deliberately trying to get in with the other party.

Every step of the leap after Condensing Gang is harder than climbing the sky! But today, I suddenly saw a figure who was about to enter that mysterious realm. I suddenly realized it! There are many masters who come to see the market. They often only have eyesight. Those young talents who are just confronting fists in the martial arts square, who seem to be the same as usual, are disdainful and disdainful.

"Second Auntie, are you sure they are experts?"

Liu Linlin's eyes were full of glimmers. Listening to his nephew's question, he focused his head without blinking: "The people of Ninggang can resist the senior Baodan of Huashan with both fists. Do you think they are not masters?"

"But this is no different from my usual practice of boxing!"

"Hmph!" A man next to him glanced at Ying Yi, "I don't know what it means! I can fight for my life with my life, just like a fancy one?"

"Not bad! Fight with your life!" Liu Linlin then turned his head slowly, looked at the person who was sarcastic, nodded apologetically, and pulled La Yingyi, "What you see now is just an illusion. You can see that the changes are not the condensation of the turmoil. This is no longer a fierce battle between fists and fists, but a confrontation between fists and fists. If you say too much, you won't understand."

No matter how others are talking about it at this moment, Yuncheng is pretending to be worse while recovering from his injuries. The person who is Hu Dan in Huashan and Yuncheng is almost becoming more and more shocked. Under the current situation, if Ninggang is a great master, then Hu Dan is a super master. However, a super master and a great master are obviously one-sided, but at this moment they are clearly half a pound of weight.

The boy on the opposite side is not only very terrifying in terms of physical strength, but also seems to be inexhaustible in terms of internal energy consumption. He is getting more and more frightened, and he becomes more and more panicked. After fighting with a man of Condensing Gang for so long, he still has not won for a long time. This is a sign of losing. The original excitement of Huashan Sect was basically stunned at this moment. More than twenty minutes have passed, and every time the two sides fight, it can almost be seen that Yuncheng is at the end of his strength.

But with this decline at the end of his strength, he actually held on for dozens of minutes. It seemed that in an instant, everyone's mind was almost short-circuited. When could the Ninggang fight against Senior Baodan?

In an instant, when the mysterious heat flow finally returned to his body, Yuncheng swept away his previous depressed posture. The hatred hidden behind his eyes increased again, and the murderous aura was completely released. When the girl said the name that was not right, the messy thoughts just wanted to release them all happily. Zhenwu in the left hand and the sleeves in the right hand had burst into pieces in the bang, with murderous intent shocking and hatred in a huge way!

Just when everyone was in a trance and had not felt any change, single fist against single fist gave Zhenwu Sword a sneak attack. The sword was clenched, and when it was injured, it slashed at the last fist. When it rolled over, it was amid the shocking roar of Jiuxiao, and the sword was still desperately looking for traces of Yuncheng, and the sword turned over the heart.

Retracted the momentum, drew his sword and jumped off the martial arts stage, and ran towards his aunt in three steps in two steps! It gave people the feeling that he had completely exhausted his internal strength and was ready to recover from his injuries.

"He killed Elder Yi Kun, and he can't let him go!" Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures jumped up and ran directly towards Yuncheng.

Yuncheng turned around, sneering at the edge of his mouth, and the black muzzle that suddenly appeared in his hand aimed at the figure that was leaping up and shot directly at the extremely fast speed. Suddenly, the gunshots resounded and hit the middle of his eyebrows. They were chaotic, but were frightened by the gunshots.

He shouted at his aunt Yan Hui, who was running towards him. For a moment, the Emei elders who had already prepared and dressed up as tea-fed disciples all held swords in their hands, looking for the target of assassinating Yuncheng in the chaos, and swung their swords to kill them, without stopping for a moment. At the command of the Emei leader, hundreds of disciples suddenly appeared in the Yanwu Grand Plaza flocked out and began to catch turtles in the jar.

"Little Cannon, Shitou, don't talk about morality in the world. They dare to take advantage of the chaos to destroy the rules of the life and death arena and shoot and kill them directly!"

In Wudang, Ouyang Yihua also sneered and entered a chaotic situation. In addition to the various sects and families that did not take action, they started to chaotic at this moment. Those who wanted to destroy Yuncheng were all surrounded. Machine guns were fired without hesitation, and then everyone was frightened and asked to go out in an orderly manner. The head of Emei snorted and laughed. His words were self-evident. He would definitely die if he dared to act wildly in Emei.

The gunshot filled the excitement of the mountain protector's disciples. The glimmer in Yun Jueling's eyes shone. In addition to asking his wife to take care of the evil nephew, the state of anger was turned on in a state of evil laughter. The dozens of forces exposed fled everywhere under the bombardment of various long-range thermal weapons. Then Yun Jueling, holding a sniper rifle, completely ignored the recoil, picked it up and used it as a machine gun, aimed at the target, and shot it right.

Everything was in chaos! But this chaos was in the plan of Yuncheng and Emei. The training base, the Southeast Foreign Affairs Bureau, and the antique circle led by Xu San formed three-sided attacks. No matter which direction the escape was in, there were hot weapons to greet them. Those with ammunition were sufficient, as if they didn't want money. They held a request that they would not let go of a leaked fish, and even the people from the skeleton organization suddenly appeared were not let go.

There were dense gunshots on the mountain down the mountain, blinding all the sects that were about to go down the mountain. Yun Jueling looked at the people who were asking for instructions on the mountain without any worries and nodded: "Now, you shouldn't be able to survive when going down the mountain."

Then a group of people returned in awkwardly, leaving Yun Jueling laughing. tm. The demon nephew said it was right. Who would care where these hot weapons came from? He would not think about whether Emei had turned to the country. With Emei's financial resources and capabilities, some arms were used to place them in the sect to respond to emergency response. What a fuss? After taking a puff of cigarettes, he suddenly saw several figures, and Yun Jueling snorted.

Paralyzed! These Wudang fools who followed their uncle to Emei dared to drag the evil nephew's back. Unexpectedly, they had already gone down the mountain from another road early and were about to escape back to Wudang? Dreaming! They picked up the sniper rifle and started to name their eyebrows one by one. Whether it was fertilizer or nutrients, under the bombardment of artillery fire, the collective evaporation would definitely not leave any traces.

The disciples in Emei were completely excited. They usually had swords and swords, but they never thought that one day they would be so versus the enemy. When the fire fell one by one, they actually applauded like a little girl.
Chapter completed!