Yang Dingtian withdrew his gaze as he sensed that the person he was waiting for was coming.

The six Flame Orders on his body began to get hot, and suddenly turned cold again, cold and heat alternated, and the Qi of Yang Dingtian also reached a peak that had never been reached.

At this time, he still did not concentrate on the approaching enemy in front of him.

Since the defeat of the last generation of stone sect masters at the hands of Zhang Sanfeng, the next two generations of sect leaders, in addition to driving out the Tartars, still have one of the most important goals, that is, to defeat Zhang Sanfeng, even at the cost of his life, even once!

For decades, he sent people to Wudang Mountain from time to time to greet Zhang Sanfeng, for fear that at a certain moment, the world's number one master suddenly passed away, which would become a regret that he could not make up for in his life.

And on a day like today, there is nothing more satisfying than Zhang Sanfeng watching the battle from the sidelines, which makes Yang Dingtian feel more satisfied.

A black horse selected by thousands of people is rushing from the rising sun, this horse is galloping, and it is the sweat and blood horse that makes a great hero like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty dream of it.

The man on the black horse is like a demon, teaching people to forget his dress and appearance.

It's Pompan.

Anyone who sees him will never forget him for eternity, and he has such magical powers.

No one knows how Pompa grew up.

The four hooves of the black horse raise dust, and the posture is so fit, and the flying dust is full of Taoist indescribable mysteries.

Yang Dingtian suddenly remembered a poem by Tao Yuanming at this time:

"Life has no roots, floating like dust!"

Is everyone's life full of such unpredictability?

He had absolute confidence to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts, but he couldn't foresee the success or failure of this battle.

He surfaced the picture of covering the quilt for his daughter when he was in the light, which was also the last trace of warmth in his life.

The light of his eyes turned indifferent, and the people and horses were one, occupying more and more of Yangdingtian's sight.

Five figures, like arrows off the string, meet halfway together.

This is exactly the five scattered people of Mingjiao.

Yang Dingtian didn't call them over, and he didn't stop them at this time.

Guarding the top of the light and guarding the main altar of the Ming Sect is not just a matter of Yang Dingtian alone.

In the face of the combined strike of the world's five masters, how will Pang Ban respond?

If you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one can imagine it.

Like a reef in the sea, it gives people a sense of unshakenness. No matter how big the waves are, the reef is impossible to destroy.

And the reef is only a corner of the water.

The five scattered people are all uneducated, and they are all determined to become benevolent if they don't succeed, but in an instant.

Mr. Leng Mian's silver pen was knocked away, the bag of the cloth bag monk was shattered into butterfly pieces, Peng Yingyu's ring knife was broken in two, one of the arms of the Iron Crown Daoist Zhang Zhong was abolished, and Zhou Dian's fist was blurred with flesh and blood.

At this moment, Pang Ban actually made a move towards the five masters at the same time.

Every part of his body has been transformed into the most fluid and natural killing weapon, clean and neat, without the slightest mud and water.

The Wusanren were in disbelief when they were defeated, and their decades-old confidence collapsed.

Pang Ban didn't even bother to give them a disdainful look, and the dark horse calmly passed in front of the five scattered people.

Zhou Dian suddenly pounced behind the black horse and bit off a ponytail.

Originally, people and horses were one, and the flow was as natural as flowing water, but finally there was a trace of incongruity.

Zhou Dian laughed wildly: "Although you are powerful, Lao Tzu just doesn't accept it." ”

The other four laughed and said, "What joy is life, and what is the pain of death!"

The previous haze was swept away.

Pang Ban didn't make any moves, the black horse stopped its hooves, and an indescribable vitality was injected into the black horse, and the broken tail regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The invincible Pang Ban finally spoke, and said: "The Wusan people are all good men, where are the four Dharma kings and the left and right light envoys?"

Rumble!

Dusty!

Ten thousand arrows!

Endless arrows, covering the sky and the sun, this is really a rain of arrows!

The four Dharma kings and the left and right light envoys are not there, but the Five Elements Banner is there.

Pang Ban sneered, and the black horse spread its hooves again and ran into a rain of arrows. No matter how swift the arrows were, there seemed to be an invisible air shield around Pang Ban's body, keeping the arrows out.

The power of one person cannot be stopped by thousands of troops.

The aura of the gods and demons once again filled the battlefield.

The five scattered people couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, terrible!

They could see that the ambush of the Five Elements Banner had given Pang Ban a boost!

The battle of masters is not only a competition of strength, but also a contest of potential, the Five Elements Flag did not achieve the purpose of consuming Pang Ban, but instead boosted Pang Ban's momentum!

Finally, the dark horse broke through the rain of arrows.

At this time, Pang Ban was less than twenty zhang away from the top of the sun.

For this horse, the distance of twenty zhang can be crossed without even breathing.

After breaking through the rain of arrows, the life of the black horse seemed to be sublimated, and with a long neigh, it rose into the air with a huge spot.

It was an indescribably magnificent leap.

It is the epitome of the whole life of the dark horse!

This leap in the air broke the shackles of the earth's gravity.

The dark horse is unrestrained and flying freely!

Pang Ban overlooks the sun-topping sky.

Zhang Wuji's palms were sweaty, and he was very nervous. He had a deep insight into the situation on the field, if the Yang Sect Master did not make the slightest move, this person would jump onto the Broken Soul Cliff and step through the light and face many natural dangers, so that the Ming Sect General Altar would be covered with an eternal shame that would be difficult to wash away!

At this time, Pang Ban is really like a god, and he is one with the sky, and it seems that there is a mysterious power from the universe blessed on Pang Ban's body, which is beyond the realm that any human force can reach.

The Six Sacred Flame Orders were like six flames rising into the sky.

Yang Dingtian's body was even pulled out of thin air, and six flames surrounded him.

An indescribable force allowed him to break free from the gravitational pull of the earth, and the six sacred flames spun rapidly, keeping him impregnable.

It is not the Broken Soul Cliff that Pang Ban wants to cross, but the Yang Ding Tian!

In an instant, Yangding Heaven became a more reliable Tianguan than the Seven Peaks and Thirteen Cliffs.

Pompan smiled contentedly, as if he had seen an oasis when he had been a young man walking in the infinite desert to the limit of his body's endurance.

Yangdingtian is an oasis that helps him take his martial arts to the next level!

This battle was destined to become the food for his cultivation.

Pang Ban raised his hand and punched!

The fist is vast and far-reaching, with no beginning and no end.

No sonic boom!

Heaven and earth became silent at this moment.

In the end, the six holy flame orders were sent flying, and Pang Ban's fist pierced through Yang Dingtian's impregnable defenses, and in a time that no one could react to, the fist smashed into Yang Dingtian's chest!

And Yang Dingtian's hands were wrapping around Pang Ban's arm, and black light flashed in the air!

"Exhaust the Ten Thousand Laws Root Wisdom Sutra!"

An indescribable force erupted from Yang Dingtian's body.

Even the dust on the ground trembled and flew away!

Life has no roots, floating like a stranger to the dust!

This duel is not yet time for the dust to settle!