A cold gaze swept over the masters of Taiyuan, and the demon lord smiled, smiling with relief.

"Since I practiced boxing, I have been invincible all over the world, and I have been lonely for a long time, but I have never been able to find someone who has the power to vent. This time I came to the World Martial Arts Conference, I thought I would meet Shang Tiange for a while, I heard that he was crazy, and I was not bad, but I didn't expect him to be there. Then it is up to you to bear my power. ”

This voice, incomparably fanatical, is like a hundred thousand years of invincible power, the world's hope, no one is qualified to sit with him, but suddenly encountered the world's masters of the siege, he is very happy, he can finally release his strength, kill the special kill, and experience the blood boiling and dripping.

"It's an honor to be able to fight with the gods, and if you die here today, don't think about it. Nan Fansheng's tone was light, but everyone present could feel the strong emotion in his words, he could die at the end of the day, this is a chance, whether he can prove the gods or not, it is today.

Almost all of the characters present who are about to become gods think like this, how fast it is to besiege and kill a god, that sense of achievement, that kind of feat, that kind of boxing certification, which makes people extremely happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing this, the demon lord looked at Nan Fansheng, and his eyes were full of interest: "Real person, real person, very pimpled, you are a real person, can it be that all mortals in the flesh are dummies?" ”

Sou.......

Everyone only felt that a streamer of light was shining in the world, like a sudden lightning in the night sky, which made people's eyes dark, and the demon lord disappeared.

"Big hands and brains. ”

Nan Fan didn't have time to react, he watched the streamer approach, the difference of one step was completely different, the difference between ants and elephants was not exaggerated, Nie Baji was about to prove a god, but he couldn't even stop half a move of the Son of Heaven, he was wiped with boxing wisdom and fell to the dust.

But at this time, Qiao Sanxiu, who had never shown his face, had already stood silently beside Nan Fansheng, as if he had the ability to anticipate the enemy's prophet, and when the demon lord had not moved, he had already unleashed his fist in advance and hit Nan Fansheng directly.

One hand of the three emperors cannon hammer, arch hand, fist like the abyss, the emperor Fuxi, the emperor Shennong, the emperor of the Yellow Emperor, all appeared in the world, the guard of honor was overwhelming, the emperor was mighty, dyed the yellow of the sky.

The achievements of the Three Emperors cover eternity, just ask this world, who can accept their bow?

This style shows the style of the predecessors of the old era to the fullest, supports future generations, maintains the country, and forgets life.

There is also the ancestor of the cloud disk, if you talk about speed, he is the only person in the world who can see the movements of the gods clearly, when the demon lord is talking about the real person, he is already stepping on the gang step fight, running the way of heaven, making the magnetic field around Nan Fansheng's body change, dreamy and blurred, as if he is in a different time and space.

There is another big one, he can't fight, but the enlightenment of the spiritual avenue does not have to be bad in Nanfan, the fastest thing for people is not reaction and speed, but the brain.

If it is an ordinary person, it will feel that it has come to the bottom of the sea for thousands of meters, and the mouth, nose and ears are blocked by the seawater, and they will be suffocated to death by the lungs and the corpse will sink into the sea.

But all these preparations, in the face of the demon lord, are still vulnerable.

What emperor and human emperor, after all, is in the past tense, facing the gods, this transcendent and living god is useless.

"Hmm, the prehistoric old immortal, he should have been in the coffin a long time ago, and he dared to go against me? Die!" The demon lord who pounced wanted to screw off Nan Fansheng's head to see if he would die, but he was stuck by Qiao Sanxiu, twisting his hands.

With a slight flick of the back of your hand, you are like a cosmic giant who is playing with everything, turning the sun and moon aside, and you don't like it.

Burst.

Qiao Sanxiu flew sideways, as if a broken sack had been torn out of a big hole, his chest was pierced, and his heart disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, Nan Fansheng was quiet.

Qiao Sanxiu's death-like gaze deeply shocked him.

Senior, senior, senior, this word, many people can call it casually, but there are a few people who really respect this word.

At this moment, Nan Fansheng understood.

But the demon lord is like a sticky dog, he doesn't give time to think at all, and he has a hand of "green dragon probing claws", which makes everyone present hallucinate, the black clouds roll in the sky, the green dragon is born, and the strong roar shakes the world, angry beings do not obey, and the claws probe the world to destroy the world.

Yim Wing Chun is also in the illusion, she is exquisite, but at this time there is more solemnity and sacredness, like a goddess, in the face of the illusion, she suddenly has a sense of body and mind, peeked into some secrets of the gods, has a sense of inspiration and unity, and has a strong feeling of wanting to express it.

She suddenly stretched out and pressed to her abdomen, and then swam along the center of her body to the Adam's apple, very mysterious, like there was something in her body that did not vomit or be unhappy.

Burst.

Women become gods, there has never been anything in the history of Taiyuan, even in prehistory, martial artists, in the boxing world, women are in charge, less than one in a hundred, because women are congenitally weak, at least in boxing, the body structure of men and women is destined to this result.

This spit almost sprayed the face of the demon lord, and the gods couldn't believe it, I TM was actually spit on the face by a woman?

When I looked at it again, I saw Yim Wing Chun's arms raised high, bent like a snake, as if he was carrying out a kind of dance of heaven and man, which was graceful and solemn.

Then press down to the center of the eyebrows, and the hands form a mysterious handprint here, as if opening the eyes of heaven, opening the door of the heart, opening the window of wisdom, and the third eye, to see through everything in the world and see the true meaning of life.

At this moment, from the appearance and weather, to the spiritual thinking of people, Yim Wing Chun has changed, as if he is a different person!

"Huh?" When the demon lord saw it, he didn't think at all, when such a thing happened, the ants would immediately be on an equal footing with him, and subconsciously wanted to wipe her out.

This is the Demon Lord's real first shot.

One punch.

The celestial phenomena changed, and the sky showed dragons and tigers, and the sky was tribulated with lightning.

The earth is chaotic, the ghosts and gods are wailing from hell, and the earth is full of red hair.

The ancestors of the nineteen major clans present, many peerless masters, only felt that their eyes were blurry, their old eyes were dizzy, they could feel the changes of heaven and earth, it was the effect of the heart, but their eyes could not be opened, they could not see really, and their senses were blurred.

Such a fist is beyond mythology.

"It's not good to hit a woman. "I don't know when, the master on the seventh throne spoke, and the voice came first, like a chaotic heaven and earth, and the sudden immortal sound blew away without the power to resist in one breath, and Yan Wing Chun, who was transforming, flew away, making her out of the range of the demon lord's fist attack.

"Hmm, what kind of bull ghost snake god, can get rid of my boxing artistic conception?"

The demon lord looked at it, his eyes sank, and he knew everything: "Another old immortal in the lid of the coffin, the real second immortal, how many generations of heaven are you?"

These words surprised everyone, the reincarnation of the gods, this is unimaginable, Taiyuan has experienced more than a hundred generations of the Son of Heaven, some people can become the second immortal, and other Sons of Heaven will not be bad, this TM is going to turn the sky upside down!

"77 generations, solemn. Don't be surprised, the world is full of wonders, the human soul is a strange energy, there is always a special magnetic field, Feng Shui is an excellent place, can support the soul. It is not uncommon for the reborn to come again. ”

The demon lord sensed it carefully, and his heart was enlightened, but he would not stop moving forward, the voice was still echoing, and the person had disappeared. "You used to be the Son of Heaven and a god, but now you seem to be a little worse. ”

Another punch, the momentum is like a heavenly river rolling, flying down 3,000 feet, washing the human world, to wipe out Yim Wing Chun.

No one can describe how powerful such a fist is, under the movement of the demon lord's body, it seems that even the air has frozen, and there is only the sound of the galactic water irrigating the human world.

In the eyes of the people, the earth is quiet, the sound of the wind is gone, the dead grass is silent, the clouds in the sky are dissipating, the earth has stopped turning, and only a fist pushes forward, shaking the air into stubble ripples.

Everyone feels as if they are in the depths of the ocean, as if the air around them has turned into water.

Such a punch, in the eyes of the world, no one can take it.

Even if Shang Tiange came in person, he didn't dare to fight the demon lord, he had to avoid his edge, otherwise he would end up together.

The gods are so domineering.

But at this time, Nan Fansheng was beyond everyone's expectations, when the demon lord punched, he took a step forward, his temperament was hot, with deep joy in his pupils, in the face of death, in the face of the attack of the gods, he laughed "Faxi", and gambled on this with his life.

The Buddha said "see the nature to become a Buddha", the Tao said "to become an immortal", as long as a thought of the past, people are immortal Buddhas.

One thought becomes a god, and only this one thought is missing.

To be a true person, there must be no distinction between all things and things, even if the other side is born and dies.

People must have great courage, great perseverance, and great wisdom in order to face death head-on.

The rolling Tianhe water falls from the sky, he is like the crumbling boat, there is a danger of capsizing at any time, the martial arts practice boxing, like walking on thin ice, in the face of Tianwei, how small the manpower is.

At this moment, Nan Fansheng couldn't think of it, there was no self and no other, under the oppression of death, his whole mental state became one with heaven and earth, and he forgot everything in the world.

Is there a fist in front of you, I don't know, there is no concept of a fist.

Is there a high platform at my feet, I don't know, the steep slope, the cliff, the cliff, the abyss, it's all the same for me, I don't read it, I can't tell what it is.

At this moment, Nan Fansheng bet right, all perceptions and feelings have nothing to do with him, and he is truly in tune with the Tao.

In this state of mind, man is no longer a human being, but a real "god".

This state is generally impossible to maintain, people have life potential, have spiritual cultivation, such as Zhuang Guzi, he can only maintain the state of "no difference between all things" for a few seconds, used to walk the city wall, after which he will fall, indicating that his cultivation is not enough, and the life function has not been transformed.

And at this moment, Nan Fansheng has fused with heaven and earth, is the way of heaven, is a real person, any of his activities, walking, sitting and lying, will not retreat, can keep his heart still, people have become dead skin, firewood, rice, oil and salt do not enter.

Did you hit me? I don't feel it, I don't know it hurts.

Did I fall into the fire pit, I don't feel it, it's not hot at all.

It's in this realm all the time.

With one foot out, facing the punch of the gods, he broke through life and death, and his temperament changed again, from making people look up to the mountains and rivers, to the spirit of the mountains and rivers, and the temperament of inheriting the essence of the sun and the moon, so that people will feel that they have "blessings" when they look at him.

The transformation of an instant, seeing people and things change color, things are not people, this is an achievement, but also a sadness, and I can never return to the willful side.

Even if he transforms, he will eventually have to face the demon lord's punch.

Real people, if they are hit with the full force of the gods, will they die?

"You dare!" The angry shout that dominates the world is faster than the fist of the demon lord, and it appears directly in people's hearts, and it is thousands of times stronger than the lion's roar and the ancient howling method.

It's God's wrath, he's wielding.

All the masters present had the illusion that the heavens were falling apart and the whole world was shaking violently, just like the giant spirit god in the universe was coming from the distant galaxy, wanting to open the world and shape the era.

This is a kind of spiritual sensitivity, just like between people, whether the other party is smiling or not, happy or not, or smiling, you don't need to look at it, you just know.

The demon lord bore the brunt of the blow, and his eyes were blackened by this sound, and the sky spun around, and he almost fell to the ground.

I saw that in the distance, there was a hazy figure with a monstrous arrogance, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and it was close in the blink of an eye.

Shang Tiange.

He was holding a golden bell in his hand, there were countless mottled handprints on the clock face, there was a head in the bell, exuding heat, dead and blind, and mysterious energy invisible to the naked eye.

And this skull has been ravaged by a huge force, like a porcelain doll, and the skull is cracked.

It is not difficult to imagine that the Kshatriya king of Yinzhou quietly achieved the gods at the time of the world's martial arts, but he still couldn't resist Shang Tiange, couldn't withstand the world's force, and was shocked by the surging of qi and blood, and his body was like a dry land, cracked.

"You're fast. The light voice appeared suddenly, only one step slower than Shang Tiange.

This is the king under the starry sky, looking at him, it is like looking at the vast sky at night, the stars you can imagine, the mysterious energy in the universe, through him, you can know.

God Ivan.

In his hand, he also carried a head, a big nose, brown pupils, and blonde hair, and he looked like a foreigner.

This head, even if it is dead, exudes a sacred, solemn, hymn, prayer smell, this is Yahweh God, the same as the Kshatriya king, the two seem to have communicated well, and the heart has a spirit on this day to prove the gods.

"You are well. "The Zen rhyme is deep, the artistic conception is long, and with a sound, the wind of the wasteland is flattened and the dark clouds on the horizon are scattered.

There are two Buddhas coming with each other, the mad monk in front, and the living Buddha in the back, respectful and respectful, like a shadow, like a servant.

"Young man, you should learn from the mad monk, when you can save the gods, you can be counted as a character. Shang Tiange put down the golden bell, in his eyes, the demon lord was just a junior, not a big man.

The ...... Demon Lord didn't dare to reply, his ambitions and ideals were known to him when he was surrounded by the three in front of him, as well as the deeply shocking head of the gods.

A mountain is higher than a mountain, don't be crazy, boy.

And Yim Wing Chun, who is transforming, has finally ended, and there is a goddess spirit in the world.

There is also Nan Fansheng, who has achieved real people, and so many characters who will become gods.

At this time, Taiyuan was at its peak in five thousand years, and it was extremely strong.