Chapter 961: Ten Thousand Streams Return to the Sect

The battle array arranged around the Goshawk Tading Cloud Mountain is a top-level battle array, its lethality is insufficient, but its defense and trapping ability are first-class, once part of the power of the battle array is launched, even a martial arts master will be deeply trapped in it, and it will be difficult.

A hundred years ago, in the Fog Moon counterattack that shook the Odin Star Domain, the ace legions of the alien race wanted to surprise the Imperial Wind Academy, but they were trapped by this large array, delaying the best time to fight.

Of course, under normal circumstances, the power of this top-level battle formation is only one percent. Only when the academy lives and dies will the power of the entire battle array be fully opened.

"Oops! These four are all top martial artists. The two trainees were shocked.

They are responsible for being on duty, guarding the entrance of Tayun Mountain, and they can only have a very small authority, and they can only delay the ordinary martial arts masters at most.

Sun Yan and the others moved freely in the battle array, and it was obvious that their combat power was far above that of ordinary tenth-level martial artists.

"Stop!"

One of the students shouted, but in fact, he was already extremely flustered, if these four people were malicious, the two of them would probably be dead here.

With a flower in front of them, Sun Yan and the four disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never existed at all.

The two Emperor Wind students looked at each other, they were soaked in cold sweat, they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly contacted the academy headquarters to warn four top powerhouses to enter the academy.

Being able to come and go freely in the activated battle formation, even if it is a special professor of the academy, few people can do it.

At the same time, Sun Yan and the four of them had passed through the passage in the mountains and came to the foot of the Goshawk Tayun Mountain. The speed of the four of them was extremely fast, and between the sweeps, if the light was fleeting, and it was like a light breeze, it was no wonder that the two students were unaware.

"That's the Wuzong Stone Tablet. Sun Yan pointed to the towering stone monument.

More than a year ago, when he first entered the Imperial Wind Academy, he still had a whimsical idea to climb to the top of the stele and take pictures. At that time, he didn't have the strength to climb at all, and now, Sun Yan was already at the peak of the tenth-level martial realm, and he was one step away from the Star Wheel Martial Artist, and it was easy to climb to the top of the stone tablet, but he would not be so rude.

"Did Mr. Wu Yanqiao personally engrave it?" Zhou Manwu sighed.

The members of the Earth Alliance have great respect for the great man who created the age of interstellar exploration, and in that dark era, it was this outstanding person who opened up the way for the survival of the Earth Alliance with incomparably strong strength.

"It is rumored that after Mr. Wu Yanqiao erected this stone monument, he retreated for a hundred years, made a breakthrough, and truly became one of the peerless martial arts sects. The old raccoon looked up at the stone monument with admiration.

"Mr. Wu Yanqiao, Mr. Bai Shura, uncle and grandfather......"

Looking at the "Ten Thousand Streams Return to the Sect" on the stone tablet, Sun Yan felt a rushing momentum, each of these words seemed to contain a huge qi, with the strokes of these four words, Sun Yan seemed to see a figure performing boxing skills.

Rumble!

The appearance of that figure is the same as the image of Wuyan Bridge that Sun Yan has seen, the thin figure emits a sky-high momentum, and every punch is struck, and there is a roaring echo between heaven and earth.

"Good boxing!" Sun Yan's eyes lit up, he has always been partial to boxing skills, and when he was among the tenth-level martial arts realms, he made an oath that he would break through the starry sky in this life.

This obsession actually coincided with the artistic conception of the fist method on the stone tablet of Wuzong, and produced a strange resonance.

Bang!

A punch pierced the sky, smashing all the meteors that crossed the space, the power of this punch was truly terrifying, and it had exceeded the limits of the human body.

This fist intent is the [Floating Light Earthquake Heavenly Technique], the fist is like floating light, and its momentum is earth-shattering, and it is displayed at the Wuyan Bridge of the Great Martial Sect, and there is a kind of arrogance that wants to compete with the Heavenly Princess.

Another punch, between the surging fists, layers of space were pierced, this punch seemed to be slow, the fist just started, it was already far away in the sky, the clouds rolled, the fist spread out, and it covered the sky of the entire planet.

The fist intent of this second punch is as grand as the sky, as if it wants to fill the whole world.

Fist like the sky!

......

"Ah Yan, what's wrong?" Zhou Manwu noticed Sun Yan's strange appearance, and just wanted to step forward, but a mighty force surged.

Zhou Manwu and the three of them were pushed away by a hundred meters one after another, and the three of them couldn't help but be shocked, they noticed that Sun Yan was surrounded by a force for a hundred meters, and they couldn't enter.

"This is-, similar to the Forbidden Domain of the Martial Sect!" Ning Xiaoyu exclaimed.

With Sun Yan's current strength, of course, it is impossible to cast the Forbidden Domain, and the only explanation can only be this Martial Sect Stone Tablet.

I saw that on this towering stone stele, the words "Wanliu Returning to the Sect" were smart, exuding an invisible force, which was faintly resonating with the qi on Sun Yan's body.

A mighty fist intent emanated from Sun Yan's body, covering an area of 100 meters around him.

"The resonance of the Great Martial Sect Stone Tablet!" the old raccoon's eyes widened, incredulous.

Zhou Madwu and Ning Xiaoyu looked at each other, they thought of a legend, it is rumored that in the Emperor Wind Academy, Wu Yanqiao of the Great Martial Sect once sealed a peerless skill in this thousand-year-old martial arts academy, is it in this martial arts stele?

"Ah Yan is the descendant of the generation of Emperor Feng Dawu, and it is normal to obtain the martial arts sealed in the stone tablet. I don't know what kind of martial arts Mr. Wu Yanqiao sealed in the stone tablet. Ning Xiaoyu said expectantly.

Syllable!

The old raccoon slapped Ning Xiaoyu on the head and scolded: "Stupid, bullshit's peerless martial arts, this is Wu Yanqiao's fist intent, which resonates with Yan Boy." It's a shame that you're still my student, and you don't even understand such a simple truth. ”

Ning Xiaoyu rubbed his head and stared at Sun Yan's figure, only then did he remember that in recent decades, there have also been several peerless geniuses who have participated in the martial arts stele under the stone tablet, and their strength has been improved in different ways.

Among them, the most famous and the most recent, since a few years ago, "Star Wing" Lin Binglan consulted under the stone tablet of Wuzong and comprehended the true meaning of the legendary Xingluo.

"Some martial artists are extremely endowed and are naturally extremely sensitive to the true meaning of martial arts, and it is normal to feel the true meaning of the martial arts in the stone tablet and then comprehend it. The old raccoon stared at Sun Yan's back and said with emotion: "However, Wu Yanqiao and Yan Boy's martial arts are in the same line, and this kid may be able to fully understand the true meaning of the martial arts sect in the stone tablet." ”

Bang!

As if in response to the old raccoon's words, the fist intent around Sun Yan's body fluctuated like waves, impacting the surrounding space and shaking the ground.

On the stele, the third word "return" suddenly glowed, exuding a boundless fist intent.

The strokes of the word "return" were like fist shadows in the sky, like ten thousand dragons surging, enveloping Sun Yan's whole body.

The next moment, Sun Yan's whole body was restrained, his hair stood upside down one by one, like slender steel needles, and the force covering a hundred meters disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, instead of stepping forward, the old raccoon pulled Zhou Qiwu and the others back, he could feel that all the power poured into Sun Yan's body, and if he approached rashly at this moment, even a title martial artist might be seriously injured.

That is the true intent of the martial arts contained in the stone stele, which has a strange resonance with Sun Yan, and if this breath is affected at this time, it may withstand the fist intent of the Wuyan Bridge in the past.

Wuyan Bridge of the Great Martial Sect, in the starry sky a few years ago, was recognized as unparalleled in fist strength, and under the unfolding of its fist, even the five peak beast emperors of the JW Alliance had to avoid its edge for the time being.

The old raccoon knows that it is powerful, of course he will not come forward, it is tantamount to looking for death.

At this moment, Sun Yan was immersed in the third word of "Wanliu Returns to the Sect", the fist intent of the word "return", and the image of Wu Yanqiao continued to deduce the fist momentum, and suddenly all kinds of fist momentum were united, bursting out with a monstrous fist intent.

This punch, if it is swung, will definitely shake the earth.

However, the image of Wuyan Bridge is holding the fist intent, but not emitting.

"I have forgotten what I have learned in the first half ......of my life, and I have all the fists and strengths in one, and I have fully understood the method of mixing yin and yang, can I only stop at the martial arts master?

This sentence echoed in his ears, as if there was boundless emotion and helplessness, Sun Yan only felt that a blood was boiling in his chest, and he seemed to be able to feel the love of Wuyan Bridge.

When this peerless figure carved these four words, although it was the realm of the Martial Sect, he had already crossed the Great Martial Sect Master and saw a farther path. It's a pity that even if a genius is like Wuyan Bridge, he still stops at the peerless martial arts sect and fails to reach the realm of immortal martial arts.

When these four words were carved, Wu Yanqiao had already realized that all skills return to the same place, that is, the supreme principle of the return of ten thousand streams, but he also understood that the achievement of this life may stop at the peerless martial arts.

"Punch through the stars, punch through the stars......"

Sun Yan whispered to himself, his voice became higher and higher-pitched, his eyes shone brightly, and his chest seemed to be filled with the helplessness of Wuyan Bridge thousands of years ago.

Bang!

A punch was thrown, instead of a long howl.

This punch soared into the sky, penetrating into the sky, and the boundless fist spread out, and the clouds kept rolling, like the waves of the sea.

Suddenly, the clouds of the goshawk stepping on the cloud mountain were swept away, and the sun poured down, and there were no clouds.

This fist is as vast as the sky!

The three old raccoons were dumbfounded, and the punch of this punch made people feel unresistible and gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.

"Huh......" Sun Yan took a long breath and laughed: "Happy, happy!"

With this punch, the knots in his chest were swept away, and he felt that the true intent of several martial arts that he had comprehended was gradually merging, and a violent force poured into his body, which was exactly that kind of cosmic energy.

One step away from the Star Wheel Martial Realm!

"Who is coming to the Imperial Wind Academy?" suddenly a voice came from a distance.

A group of figures rose one after another, like a flock of goshawks, swept up from the direction of the Imperial Wind Academy, and swept towards this side.

This group of people fell from mid-air, and the lowest strength of these people was also the peak of the tenth-level martial realm, and the one at the head was none other than Huang Wanzhong, who had not been seen for a long time. Chu Liangqing, Fan and Buddha are also among them.

They all looked solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy, and looked at Sun Yan and the others, but when they saw Sun Yan's appearance clearly, they looked sluggish.

"Sun Yan!"

"Ah Yan ......"

Seeing a pair of eyes coming over, Sun Yan scratched his head and said with a smile: "Teachers, seniors, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Huang Wanzhong and the others suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, they felt the immensity of the fist just now, thinking that it was a peerless powerhouse coming, who knew that it was Sun Yan, who had not seen him for a long time.

"You bastard boy, you dare to be disrespectful under the stone tablet of Wuzong, immediately go to our Xiao Courtyard to confine, I want to clean you up. Liu Xuehou jumped like thunder.

The surrounding crowd ignored Liu Xuehou's rage, this treacherous and cunning director of the Xiao Academy, went to the Xiao Yuan to be confined?