A glass of wine was poured into the air, and the mist directly turned into smoke, and the faint fragrance of wine was radiated.

After three hundred years of hard practice, I finally fell before the Heavenly Gate.

Bang ~

An Qisheng slowly put down his wine glass and looked up, just in time for Pang Wanyang's drooling eyes.

Buzz ~

When the two of them had their eyes touched each other, the sky suddenly became dark, and the black clouds that had been pierced by the sword light came back.

The thicker and heavier it comes.

Pang Wanyang stood in the sky, fighting three times, his momentum, spirit, and mind all reached the peak that could never be reached in daily life.

His mind was extremely sharp.

You can feel all the changes in the qi in the world, and you can also feel the slowly rising breath thousands of feet below.

The breath was stable and peaceful, vast and vast, just like the sky, and it was like a starry sky, hanging high above the earth, containing the sky of the sun and the moon.

In the midst of the change of light and darkness, the aura is turbulent, and the changes in the sky,

There is a black and white Tai Chi diagram with ancient vicissitudes but also implies endless truths reflected in his eyes.

Huh ~

The howling air flow and the rolling wind.

An Qisheng climbed up the steps and climbed to the sky.

The wind was very strong between heaven and earth, and the wind and sand were blowing flying like a hidden weapon, but it seemed very calm, so calm that his clothes and hair had never risen.

And as he stepped into the sky.

An indescribable heaviness filled the world for a moment.

Inside and outside the inn, many people gathered in the sky and watched the battle.

"The breath of the king's lord"

The Wheel King murmured to himself, and the smile on his face was gone.

I felt that a powerful aura was filled with the sky, as if there was a level of sky in the sky.

"The mother of Yin and Yang, the mechanism of movement and stillness, Tai Chi, it turns out that this is the truth."

The true man of the Moon was sighing slightly.

Although he had known that Wang Quan Taoist, who could be the real opponent by Pang Wanyang, was very strong, he still felt a little incredible.

Not only him and Master Baiyue, but also Yan Kuangtu, who had met An Qisheng, was also a little shocked at this time.

The invisible and qualitative Tai Chi diagram almost appears in their minds in essence.

On the contrary, the others outside the inn did not feel the aura of the Tai Chi diagram.

I just feel heavy, but it is also a bit incredible.

The one in the air is so powerful that there is still someone who dares to challenge him?

Huh ~

While An Qisheng was walking up, a ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes. The water waves flowed on the map, showing various words:

【Pang Wanyang (74)】

【Life Trajectory: Born in Jiufujie, Hanzhou, Wuwei Mansion, a small wealthy family, living a wealthy and happy life. Later, I met a person from the Demon Sect and saw that his roots and bones were still acceptable, so I accepted him as a disciple and killed his "vulgar fate" with his own hands.

When his martial arts were achieved, he killed more than 120 people in the sect and was chased to Dafeng. For twenty years, he traveled barefoot all over the world. Whenever he met a martial arts figure, he would avoid it if he was not as good as himself. If he was stronger than himself, he would compete with him.

In the first seven years, every battle was defeated, the more you fought, the more you lost, the more you were seriously injured and dying. In the second seven years, the more you lost, the fewer you won, gradually escaped the barriers of the previous generations, and the initial achievements of the Heart Sutra of War against the Demons. In the next seven years, he traveled all the great fortunes and won every battle. He finally interacted with the heaven and earth, achieved great success in his magical skills, and became the best in the world.

After that, I lived in a simple and easy way, and sat in the clouds and sky for forty years, and realized the ultimate truth of the limited human power and the boundless world, and gained the gates of heaven and man.

Dafeng left the pass in 2019 and invited all the heroes of the world to fight against the world. It was difficult to travel from the north. After 17 days of travel, the martial arts world withered and finally led to the world's masters in the vast sea.

On that day, after nine battles, he defeated the world's top masters, Yan Kuangtu, Mu Qingfeng, Moon Live, Wheel King, Yixu

After the war, he sent his seriously injured body back to the top of the Holy Mountain. After sitting for ten years, he suddenly sighed and said that he was invincible in the world.

Since then, a generation of demon lords has fallen]

"Tao Master"

In the sky, Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair flying like flames, and his eyes were like golden Yang with a hint of expectation:

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

He sighed slightly and hung down into the sky as if he had weight:

"Ikkyu thought it was his invitation to fight, so I would go down the mountain. In fact, the opponent Pang is looking forward to is you."

Pang Wanyang knew very well, or he had always been very clear in his heart.

No one in the world is his opponent.

Otherwise, why delay this battle until now?

It was not until An Qisheng's sudden emergence that he felt something. At first, he thought that the Taoist king of Quan was possessed by the divine weapons of heaven and man. After he went there personally, he realized it 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 Demon Sect who has been a master of a thousand years and is the first person in the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times, has never seen the Heavenly Gate.

He even didn't know that the Lord of the Heavenly Man had been born just a few years after his death.

Or, before he died, the lord of the Heavenly Man soldier had already come out, but he dared to show up until he died.

But no matter what, this Demon Sect's first person in ancient and modern times has never seen the aura of heaven and human beings and has no chance of being in the Heavenly Gate.

"Pang's life was not tied to relatives and friends, and his glory and wealth were not fully filled with his heart, and he had no interest in fighting for hegemony in dynasties. Only martial arts is my lifelong pursuit!"

Pang Wanyang's eyes were as bright as the golden sun, and the fighting spirit was surging with a burning and boiling spirit.

"I know, too."

An Qisheng looked calm, feeling the rising and rolling energy between heaven and earth, and sighed slightly.

No matter which world it is, there are such people who seek the truth.

Good and evil, at least pure.

"The most sad life is nothing more than invincibility in the world. Fortunately, there is still an enemy of me, Mr. Pang, in this world!"

Pang Wanyang's clothes were shining with his long hair, and his slender and white fingers were clenched one by one, as if he had been clenched with his decades of invincible intentions.

A punch was raised, and in the sky, it hit the four fields:

"Come on, fight!"

A fight came and a punch broke out.

It seemed that there were thousands of acres of smoke and dust spread out. The wind and thunder were blowing in the sky, and the black thunder clouds were boiling, as if they were about to descend and destroy the world.

While Pang Wanyang fisted, his body seemed to be rising, and there seemed to be infinite essence between the voids between heaven and earth, like a river of heaven pouring back into his body.

Adding a three-point aura to his Bajue punch.

With one punch, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were moving with it!

Forty years, there is no way to the world.

Everything that was squeezed in his heart was vented happily in this punch!

Rumble!

Thunder and clouds roll in the sky, like the celestial phenomena, are shaken by it, and are willing to accompany it!

The sky was shaking and the earth was shaking, and the momentum was huge!

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

I felt countless electric snakes and thunders crisscrossing, intertwining the rolling net, covering the white-clothed Taoist, whose power was really like a collapse of the sky.

"good!"

As the air flow swelled, An Qisheng also let out a long roar.

In the sky, his feet also vibrated.

It seemed as if there were invisible steps to communicate with the world. When he stomped his feet, his strength rolled down, and it seemed to cross hundreds of feet high and stepped on the earth.

In the strong wind, the vast sea was waving, and the yellow sand whistled up.

But the faces of this stomp, the Wheel King, Yan Kuangtu and others changed.

The divine vein hits ten miles with one strike, but that is something that can only be done under the coverage of the aura, and the divine will implement the true qi and the true qi communicates with the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth.

However, An Qisheng stomped his foot, without any true energy pouring out, only purely powerful force!
To be continued...