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There was once a legend about footwork in the martial arts, called 'the end of the world'.

Anyone who practices martial arts has basically heard of this legend, but no one admits that they have not seen it with their own eyes.

Legend has it that this is a footwork with both divine and divine plays, and it is also a method that can lead to the path of Baodan Heaven.

Yang Meng's divine will control in his fists and feet has reached the level of a grandmaster who is almost the first sect.

But he didn't expect that in this chubby Huangjiao lama, he could see the shadow of integrating divine consciousness into his footwork and figure.

Tantra calls this footwork as step-by-step lotus, which is said to be of great help to comprehend the eighteen Tibetan mudras, and the phantom sea rushed to catch up with Yang Qiyuan before, and used it when he burst out with the momentum of footwork, but at the foot of Donglai, the charm is obviously not the same.

Seeing the phantom sea that fell to the ground, his blood-red eyes couldn't help but shine, and as an opponent from the east, Yang Meng, who was now almost face-to-face, saw it, but he felt even more profound.

He didn't know the method of approaching the end of the world, but he felt that if he could integrate the divine will in boxing into his footwork, and then combine the next game with the pace, and think carefully about the meaning of the idiom of the end of the world, he might be able to find the key to it.

Therefore, when he took this step and raised his leg in the second step, many pictures flashed in his mind like a streamer flying shadow, including the thoughts of learning boxing for the first time, and the feelings under the moon after the battle with Sambo.

As a result, Yang Meng, who was in Donglai's eyes, suddenly changed again, and there was an extra smell of rejection thousands of miles away in his boxing technique.

It was obviously a fist that stabbed at the door and exploded under the crotch, but suddenly this incomprehensible divine consciousness was born. Donglai's feelings in his heart were a little surprised, and at the same time, a little thoughtful.

If Yang Meng's fist has a trace of Taoist charm, then Donglai's fist is full of Zen.

Of course, although the Zen is full, most of it is mixed with the evil taste of distorting Buddhism and indulging in adulterous wives and daughters in Pudu Temple over the years. But the charm in it is inferior after all. There's even a little bit of strong demonic divine will.

This kind of level and even magnanimity contest, when facing an opponent who is weaker than himself, he will not feel anything wrong at all, but for a master master of the same level. There are flaws that are difficult to hide.

Although Yang Meng is new to chemical strength. But his boxing skills were honed in constant life-and-death battles. After Long Ye reminded him hand-in-hand, he looked for and felt the shortcomings of his boxing skills from the law of the sun and moon every day. Constantly purifying the divine will in his fists and feet.

Donglai has been enlightened for more than ten years, but it is based on the accumulation of thousands of years of experience in talent and tantric practice.

What's more, the time he wasted on a woman's belly over the years was far more than the time he spent practicing.

What's more, a few years ago, under Yin Fu's palm, he was almost discredited by a bull's tongue palm.

What's more, before Yang Meng and the others arrived, he had consumed enough qi and blood on Ma Gui.

With so many reasons, and in the face of such an invisible stroke of genius, Donglai's spirit suddenly became a little trance-like, and when he was now known as the first defense of the inner box, he couldn't completely block Yang Meng's fists like antelope horns, the muscles on his body suddenly twitched and swelled up in unison, and then rushed into the soles of his feet with qi and blood.

Bang!

The vigorous step punch, and suddenly retreated back sharply in a degree that violated the laws of human physiology, this strange contrast, Yang Meng's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and then his hand shook slightly, and the fist he had just played instinctively changed, from two vicious and tricky Xingyi big guns, suddenly turned into two unstoppable Tai Chi long whips, and slapped down again and again.

The silent punch suddenly turned into a menacing long whip, and it was also fast to the impeccable reaction and moves, when Donglai felt terrible, it was not the pair of flesh and blood whips that were as red as the sun with murderous intent, but Yang Meng's feet were bumpy again and again, and suddenly there was a trace of aura's footwork.

The feet are rushing and running, but the waist is undulating, the muscles behind the buttocks are loose or tight, and the major muscles of the two femurs are bursting.

In just a few steps, Yang Meng realized the essence of Xingyi Fist and horse strength in this short and rapid step pursuit, and suddenly understood what Li Cunyi said to him that day What is a heavenly horse, what is a dragon species, and why equestrianism can be called dragon skills.

Buddhism's so-called mighty dragon, the power of God is like a prison, which contains divine will, but it is just that.

The so-called thousand fists return all the way, and the strength is not out of the sect, which feels the divine will of the dragon and the horse, and all the muscles in the body are suddenly in motion, all of which are in force.

The tail is in the hips, the hips are strong, the legs are naturally strong, and the strength of the luck is in the waist, once the waist is active, it is the so-called waist and horse unity in equestrianism, this is the live horse pile, the live horse galloping, and naturally there is a trace of the dragon's divine will.

Stampede Tread......

The wild and rough wild horses galloping, containing extremely strong power, its power is so great that even the bluestone slabs scattered all over Yingtai have been shattered under Yang Meng's feet, looking like a hurricane swept by.

Under such a terrifying momentum and the unity of divine will, the qi and blood in his body couldn't help but boil again, and then he used the power of his glute muscles to unite his waist and legs, and injected all the qi and blood into his red arms exposed in the air, making the dark energy contained in it even more turbulent and terrifying.

"Hit the gods!"

This shadow-like broken step pursuit, as if a little lotus flower does not bloom on the ground, coupled with the exhalation sound of swallowing mountains and rivers in his mouth, instantly made Yang Meng's ragged upper body, under the slanting sun, suddenly covered with a golden light that was close to divinity, and everyone was shocked, even if the big lama in front of him was the real reincarnation of the Great Black Sky, I am afraid that Yang Meng at this moment would dare to knock him off the horse alive.

Not to mention. Although Donglai's footwork is full of mysterious Zen machines, it lacks the meaning of the dragon horse spear born from the battlefield of Xingyi Fist, no matter how strong his waist and legs are, he lacks the spirit of ten thousand enemies who charge into battle with one waist and horse.

Therefore, at this juncture, even if his footwork is fast, it is not as fast as Yang Meng, who seems to have stepped out of the eight steps of the heavenly dragon, in the face of this situation, he can only face Yang Meng's momentum of charging to the peak accumulated by running in the shape of a horse, waving his hand and swallowing his breath head-on.

Donglai snorted in his mouth. There was a burst of hideousness on his face. In the face of such an unreasonable fist, he could only explode with all his strength, and between the shaking of his arms, he once again came out of the Rulai fist mark composed of the combination of King Kong fist seal and lotus flower fetal fist. The ground crashed up and down, and it shook out. and Yang slashed at his heavenly spirit and chest arms. Crashing into mid-air.

Bang Bang ......

The dark energy that the two of them rushed to the peak, like wolf teeth intertwined, exploded and even offset and scattered at the moment of contact with each other's skin. However, the collision of the skeletal and muscular forces of the four arms could not be completely avoided and counteracted, and under this kind of collision and strong blow beyond the limits of human beings, even the transparent air was hit by the power of the two people's flesh and blood.

The two have been fighting so far, but it is just two simple and direct moves, and it took a short dozen seconds, but the things and changes that have been born in these ten seconds can be described by the collision of electricity and flint, so that everyone watching the battle on the sidelines can't help but be a little dumbfounded, and Gong Baotian, who was originally apprehensive, completely put his mind at ease, "A good waist and horse are one with a strong foot, a good horse galloping mighty Tianlong, the essence of this horse-shaped all the way, the junior brother can be regarded as opening up the divine will in it, this thief is bald as having no backhand, I'm afraid it will be dangerous......"

Almost at the same time that Gong Baotian secretly praised Yang Meng in his heart, Donglai also felt an unprecedented crisis from the fierce collision, although he took the terrifying two-arm whip, but the damage it caused to himself was far beyond his imagination.

"The strength of this Tai Chi whip is even more terrifying than the so-called invincible Tai Chi hammer strength, this kid is young, and he has already fused and naturalized all kinds of dark energy in his body, so as to produce this kind of strength method of fighting the front wave from the back wave......

The surging dark energy like a needle can be offset by the agitation of each other's qi veins or flesh and blood, but the real violent collision on the ** has made the Donglai Lama suffer a lot.

Donglai's mountain-like body staggered back, his arms covered with purple bruises.

What made him feel a little frightened was that in the dotted bruises between his arms, there was still a residue of dark energy that had not been cleaned, and this tricky dark energy residue was divided into three strands, penetrating under the skin surface of his arms, hidden in the flesh and even bones, and ready to move, once he collided with Yang Meng again, I am afraid that the dark energy points in those bruises may suddenly explode, causing irreparable dark damage to himself.

Ruoli was a little incredulous, but what made her even more unbelievable was that Yang Meng didn't have the slightest time to breathe, as the blood rolled on his arms that were also beaten bare, a little bit of blood spots like iron sand surged out on the flesh and skin like fish scales.

The vigorous whip of the gods, when he met a psychic master as strong as Donglai, he obviously had to leave pinprick bruises, but unlike Donglai's fear of the unknown, Yang Meng actually ignored the dark energy left in the flesh and blood, and once again urged the blood and dark energy to the most ferocious Cheng Dù, and knocked it down with his hand.

The so-called turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, but Yang Meng's turning hands are strong, but there are signs of wind and rain, but under the impetus of strong qi and blood, the blood-red spots on his arms are like canine teeth on a mace, blooming with hideous and brutal killing intent, and instantly forced Donglai into a dead corner where there is only one way to resist.

This is the huge difference between the actual combat school with the beastly battle instinct and the academic school with the so-called grandmaster temperament, and it is also the last thing Donglai wants to see.

"One step to heaven, one step to hell ......"

Yang Meng's aggressiveness gave Donglai no chance to breathe, and in the face of such a reckless and ferocious play, even if he knew that as long as he missed the pool, he might not have a chance to turn over, but he still had to go head-on.

Donglai's palms intersect, the two earth fingers and two empty fingers are connected, and the remaining six fingers are spread out like a fan, making the most versatile first cut lotus palm, which is also the so-called eight-leaf seal of Tantra, which condenses and compresses the dark energy between the arms like needles and thorns on the two thumbs little by little, so that all the momentum and even the fist wind cannot help but converge inward.

Yang Meng's eyes shrank slightly, knowing that this fat lama had finally used the killer that had been hidden for a long time, a pair of thick elbows were slightly split under the palm, and shook with the movement of the upward palm, making a hind hand that could be disassembled and broken at any time.

Of course, with an opponent like Donglai, who is slightly inferior in actual combat and reaction, Yang Meng is not afraid of the so-called slight gap in the realm between the two.

Syllable!

The first whip hand was heavily pumped on the eight-leaf seal from the east, and the dark energy contained in it shook the qi and blood in the two of them were vibrating and surging, and then the second whip was also drawn almost at the same time.

Donglai's face was red and blue, obviously the operation of the breath was becoming more and more difficult, seeing that Ruoli was hitting him with the same means as breaking through the phantom sea, he didn't feel a loosening and a tightening of his hands, turning his unified palms into two fists, the stubby middle finger, ring finger, and little finger clenched the big finger, and the index finger was on the back of the thumb......

Different from the regular Vajra fist mark in the Phantom Sea, Donglai secretly pierced the tips of two white thumbs from the middle of the index finger and middle finger while punching the force, looking like the horns on the head of a bull, exuding an extremely insidious killing intent and needle-like dark energy.

This seems to be a slight error, but in a silent way, the Vajra binding wisdom seal in the "Diamond Sutra" was turned into the Vajra Demon Breaking Fist Seal in the Great Black Heaven Zen Scroll, coupled with Donglai's years of hard work on the two thumbs, its lethality is naturally incomparable.

Burst!

This second whip was down, but it was incompatible with the first shocking momentum, and the dark energy and qi and blood that the two of them gathered with all their strength and blood made the strength and shock of the two people condensed on the fist arm reach a point-in-point.

The two of them shook at the same time, and then they felt a trace of electric shock-like numbness in their bones, and then they invariably 'poof' and spit out a mouthful of accumulated gas, but it was beyond the dark spraying and high-load breath that the two imagined and the high-load breath throughput, so that when the two of them were holding on to the spiritual exhalation, they were also mixed with dots of blood in their breath.

"A good fist mark shocks the thumb and puts the eye on it, and a good one that converges and the blood is round and wishful, presumably this is what Long Ye said about holding Dan divine will......"

A wordless emotion flashed from his heart, and Yang Meng's eyes suddenly lit up, and the punch that Song was deeply imprinted in his mind was fully reproduced, and then he instantly had a new cognition and an inexplicable understanding beyond heaven and earth in his mind.

Looking at Donglai's equally blood-red face, Yang Meng unconsciously grinned the corners of his mouth and laughed solemnly......

"Take Lao Tzu's last punch - Tai Chi cannon hammer!" (To be continued!)