A glass of wine is poured into the air, and it directly vaporizes into smoke, and a faint aroma of wine escapes.

After three hundred years of hard practice, he finally fell in front of the Gate of Heaven.

Syllable~

An Qisheng slowly put down the wine glass and raised his eyes to see that it was in line with Pang Wanyang's drooping gaze.

Airplanes~

When the eyes of the two met, the sky was dark for a moment, and the black clouds that had been pierced by the sword light made a comeback.

It's getting thicker and heavier.

Pang Wanyang stood in the sky, fighting three battles before and after, his momentum, spirit, and soul all reached the peak that would never be possible on weekdays.

His mind was extremely sharp.

I can feel all the changes in the qi between heaven and earth, and I can also feel the breath that slowly rises under the thousands of zhang.

That breath is stable and peaceful, vast and vast, like the ocean, also like the starry sky, and it is high above the earth, containing the sky of the sun and the moon.

In the change of light and darkness, between the agitation of breath, and the change of celestial phenomena,

There is a faint picture of ancient vicissitudes, but the black and white Taiji diagram that implies endless truth is reflected in his eyes.

Whew~

Whistling air, tumbling winds.

An Qisheng climbed the stairs and stepped into the sky.

The wind between heaven and earth was very strong, and the wind and sand were blowing like hidden weapons, but it seemed to be very calm, so calm that his clothes and hair never raised.

And as he stepped into the sky.

There was an indescribable heaviness in the heavens and the earth for a moment.

Inside and outside the inn, many people gathered in the air, paying attention to this battle.

"The breath of the king's ......."

The Wheel King muttered to himself, with a smile on his face.

I felt an unbelievable aura, filling the sky, as if there was an extra heaven in the sky.

"The mother of yin and yang, the opportunity of movement and stillness, Tai Chi, it turns out that this is the truth......."

The moon worshippers sighed slightly.

Although he knew that the royal power Daoist who could be used by Pang Wanyang as a real opponent was very strong, he still felt a little incredible.

Not only him and the moon worshipping real person, but also the Yan madman who had fought with An Qisheng, his heart was also a little shocked at this time.

The formless and substantial Taiji diagram almost essentially emerges in their minds.

On the contrary, the other people outside the inn did not feel the pervasive Taijitu aura.

I just feel heavy in my heart, but it's also a little incredible.

The one in the air has been so strong that there are still people who dare to challenge him?

Whew~

An Qisheng paced up, a trace of ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes, and the water waves on the picture flowed, showing all kinds of handwriting:

【Pang Wanyang (Seventy-four)】

[Life trajectory: Born in Jiufujie, Hanzhou, Wuwei Mansion, a small rich family, living a rich and happy life, and then meeting the people of the Demon Sect, seeing that his roots and bones are acceptable, he accepted him as a disciple, and personally cut off the 'vulgar fate' for him......

When the martial arts were small, he killed more than 120 people in the division, and was chased to Dafeng, in 20 years, he traveled the world barefoot, every time he met a martial arts person, if he was not as good as himself, he avoided it, and if he was stronger than himself, he competed with it.

In the first seven years, every battle was defeated, the more defeated the more the war, countless times of serious injuries and dying, and then seven years, more defeats and fewer victories, gradually getting rid of the barriers of the predecessors, the initial achievements of the War Demon Heart Sutra, after seven years, all over Dafeng, a hundred victories, and finally sympathetic with heaven and earth, a great achievement, and the first in the world.

After that, he lived in a shallow way, sat quietly in the clouds for forty years, and glimpsed the door of heaven and man with the realization of the boundless truth of the world with limited manpower.

Dafeng went out of the customs in 201, invited to fight the world's heroes, from the north and difficult, set foot for 17 days, killed the world's martial arts withered, and finally in the middle of the sea, leading out the world's masters.

On that day, he fought nine battles in a row, defeated the world's top masters in a row, Yan Maniac, Mu Qingfeng, Moon Worship Zhenren, Wheel King, and a rest......

After the war, he returned to the top of the holy mountain with his seriously injured body, and after sitting for ten years, he suddenly sighed and was invincible in the world.

Since then, a generation of Demon Venerables has fallen]

"Taoist ......."

In the long sky, Pang Wanyang stood with his hands in his hands, his long hair flew like flames, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes like Jin Yang:

"This battle, Pang has been waiting for a long, long time."

He sighed slightly, and hung down into the sky like a weight:

"Yixiu thought it was his invitation to fight, so I would go down the mountain, but in fact, the opponent Pang was looking forward to was you......."

Pang Wanyang knew it very well in his heart, or he had never been very clear.

There is no one in the world who is his opponent.

Otherwise, why should this battle be delayed until now?

It wasn't until An Qisheng's birth that he felt something, at first, he thought that this royal power Taoist was pregnant with heavenly and human divine soldiers, and after going in person, he saw his way and realized in his heart.

This is the opponent he has been waiting for for decades.

"I know."

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

In the original trajectory, this thousand-year-old master of the Demon Sect, the first person in the ancient and modern Demon Gate, has never seen the Heavenly Gate.

Even he didn't know that only a few years after his death, the Celestial Soldier Master had been born.

Or, before he died, the Celestial Soldier Master had already come out, and it was only until his death that he dared to show his face.......

But in any case, this first person in the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times has never glimpsed the celestial opportunity and has no chance of heaven.

"Pang Mou's life, no relatives and friends, glory and wealth are not in my heart, and the dynasty has no interest in hegemony, only martial arts is my lifelong pursuit!"

Pang Wanyang's eyes were as bright as the golden sun, surging with a scorching and boiling battle intent.

"I know that too."

An Qisheng's expression was calm, feeling the rising and tumbling qi between heaven and earth, and sighed slightly.

No matter what the world is, there are such seekers.

Good and evil, at least pure.

"The saddest thing in life is nothing more than being invincible in the world, fortunately, there are still my opponents in this world!"

Pang Wanyang's clothes and long hair were raised together, and his slender and white ten fingers were clenched up, as if he had grasped the romance with his invincible spirit for decades.

A punch was raised, and in the explosion of the sky, it struck the four fields:

"Come, fight!"

A fight is made, and a punch is in the air.

It was as if there were thousands of acres of smoke and dust to clear it, and there was a storm and thunder in the sky, and the black thunderclouds rolled and boiled, as if they were about to land at once, destroying the heavens and the earth.

At the same time as Pang Wanyang punched, his body also seemed to be taller, and there seemed to be infinite essence between heaven and earth, and the void seemed to be poured into his body.

Add three points of arrogance to his domineering punch.

A punch comes out, and it seems that the heavens and the earth will move with it!

In the past 40 years, there has been no invincible world and no way to heaven.

Everything he squeezed in his heart was vented freely in this punch!

Thundered!

The thunderclouds are rolling in the sky, and the celestial phenomena are shaken by it, and they are willing to accompany it!

The sky is terrified, and the momentum is huge!

On the earth, many people watched this scene and were shocked.

I felt that countless electric snakes thundered vertically and horizontally, intertwining a rolling net, shrouding towards the white-clothed Taoist, and its power was really like a sky collapse.

"Good!"

Between the air currents, An Qisheng also let out a long howl.

In the sky, there was a vibration under his feet.

There seemed to be an invisible staircase to communicate the heavens and the earth, and he stomped his feet, and his strength rolled down, as if he was crossing hundreds of zhang in the air, and stepped on the earth.

In the wind, the sea is rippling, and the yellow sand is whistling.

It's just that this one stomped his feet, and the complexions of the Wheel King, Yan Maniac and others were a change.

The divine vein struck ten miles with one blow, but it was something that could only be done under the cover of the aura, the divine will to implement the true qi, and the true qi communicated with the aura of heaven and earth.

And An Qisheng stomped down, but there was no true qi outpouring, only pure and powerful power!

Their senses were extremely keen, and they could see that at the moment when An Qisheng stomped his feet, the air flow in the sky spread like ripples, as if an invisible tornado was pulling out of the sky and holding up the soles of his feet!

What an incredible physique?

Even the Wheel King, who also practiced the Dharma horizontally, couldn't help but be moved at this time.

Bang!

One stomped his foot, then raised his hand.

Ten fingers crisscrossed the sky, like playing a lute, and in an instant, 54,000 changes have been derived!

It's just a palm, as if it contains all the finger palm fist routines in heaven and earth.

The black and white Taiji diagram is reproduced, blooming in the sky.

With Pang Wanyang's tenacity to the extreme, there was also a trace of confusion in his eyes at this time.

I saw that in the sympathy between the mighty will and the heaven and the earth, it seemed that all the time between the heaven and the earth was attracted, moving with the changes in the palm of his hand, deriving a flash of endless majestic divine portals!

The gate was majestic and sacred, like a dam across the heavens and the earth, and even if the heavenly river poured back, it seemed that it could not be shaken in the slightest.

It is Anqisheng's free-hand starting style, Nantianmen!

There is no temptation, and there is no need for any temptation.

As soon as the two of them made a move, it was already the pinnacle of the means!

In the next moment, fists and palms are exchanged!

Airplanes~

Heaven and earth have a momentary loss of color and a loss of voice.

But in an instant, it was a collision that resounded through the clouds, bigger than the movement of the rolling thunderclouds!

Suddenly, I saw the sea of clouds rolling in the sky, and the large stream of air spread vertically and horizontally, as if a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, discharging endless smoke and dust, and wreaked in the dark sky under the thunderclouds.

Thundered!

Under the thunderclouds, in the darkness, the light burst out, and the two collided again and again in the darkness at a speed beyond the visual limit of ordinary people.

Pang Wanyang swallowed the essence of heaven and earth, like a demon god who carried the power of heaven and earth, and his long hair was flying, showing the demeanor of the first person in the ancient demon gate.

In every punch and kick, there is a power that is even more terrifying than the thunder in the sky.

His anger, true qi, is even more majestic and incredible.

And An Qisheng, walking in the dark, seemed to have a black and white Taiji diagram flowing with the step, all the strength, essence, and even thunder were worn and shattered by the Taiji diagram.

Either it is scattered in the sky, or it is absorbed into the body.

Let Pang Wanyang's fist seal be domineering, his true spirit is invincible, and he is still calm.

In the palm of his fingers, the scattered hands derived from all kinds of boxing routines shone brightly, and Nantianmen, Chopping Xiantai, and Bagua Furnace came out one after another.

Strong against strong, hard against hard!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The two men engaged in an earth-shattering battle, and even though they had suffered most of the force of the collision, the ripples of the aftermath had spread together with the unbridled thunder, tearing apart the clouds.

The speed of the two of them was so fast, there were miles between the movements, and the collision between them was only a few times, and the battlefield had spread for hundreds of miles.

The dark clouds in the sky moved with the two of them.

Gradually, the wind and sand on the earth were like dragon dust.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the proprietress screamed hysterically, and even forgot her fear of the great masters in the inn, and plunged into the inn.

Many of the guys also followed like crazy.

"Not good!"

Wu Liusan's scalp was also numb, and he ran wildly with Zhao Tianfeng in his hand.

The ripples caused by the battle between the two actually set off an unprecedented terrifying sandstorm in the Hanhai!

Heaven and earth are in turmoil!