The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Yang Yi defeated his son with one move. He looked down from the sky, and the sun behind him seemed to be his physical body.

This is the difference.

Many human immortals may be defeated by the powerful innate martial saint, but Yang Yi will never. After cultivating to this level, Qi and blood circulate like lead and mercury, every acupuncture point in the body contains tremendous power, and the intention of the fist is like substance. He practices the Sun God Fist, and a punch is like the rising sun. This is the real power of the sun, and his martial arts spirit can already affect reality. .

The way of human immortality has been cultivated to its peak, and there is only one final step left, such an undetectable opportunity.

A small innate martial saint was naturally no match for him.

Yang Yi looked at Yang Xiao who was lying on the ground. Yang Xiao fell to the ground with a gloomy look on his face and his self-confidence was severely frustrated. It seemed that he still couldn't believe the fact that he had lost.

Or maybe you know you may not be able to beat them, but you can't accept losing so easily.

All in all, in a short period of time, Yang Xiao would not be able to get out of his psychological shadow.

"Call your Taoist master to come over." Yang Yi smiled lightly.

When your state reaches its peak, it is best to let a powerful master come over and engage in a life-and-death battle with you, and you will break through and kill this powerful enemy in one fell swoop.

As for whether he has been beaten or failed, it is not a question that Yang Yi considers; in his view, the so-called battle is actually secondary. In the process of fighting between life and death, the performance of the realm may not always be stable. Who can The winner lies in who can seize the opportunity between life and death.

If you grasp the chance of life, you will win. If you fail to grasp it, you will die. Yang Yi has been fighting for many years and has crossed several great realms to kill powerful enemies.

Yang Yi is relatively confident in his own fighting ability.

The reason why he didn't kill Yang Xiao was because he was afraid that this guy would die. The Taoist Master felt that there was no need to come over, but he would not fight with him.

Yang Xiao is now equivalent to a hostage. With this hostage, he is not afraid that the Taoist Master will not come.

"is it?"

At this time, a strange voice sounded behind him.

Yang Yi's hair stood on end, his pupils shrank, and he felt a sense of extreme danger, as if some savage beast was eyeing him.

"Who?" Yang Yi suddenly turned around. Ten feet away from him, a young Taoist priest with disheveled hair and wearing a snow-white robe appeared behind him.

With just one glance, Yang Yi recognized that this was a strong man.

"Tao Master, Xu Xuan."

Xu Xuan smiled slightly.

boom!
Almost at the same time, Yang Yi took action.

The sun is approaching, and the heat is overwhelming.

The temperature rose rapidly. Yang Yi's beard grew angry, his eyes were red, and his energy and blood turned into golden flames. He was the sun. This punch condensed all the will to fight and the experience he had learned throughout his life.

He knew that the person in front of him was very strong, and he did not look down upon this guy. Instead, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He only felt that he was the strongest enemy in the world, so he used all his strength to defeat this person.

Fist of the Sun God - Universe of Fireworks.

This is a blow that consumes all the strength.

At this moment, in Yang Yi's eyes, the image of Xu Xuan was not Xu Xuan, but thousands and thousands of them. The images of all the enemies he had encountered before were all combined.

At this moment, Xu Xuan was an unprecedented enemy, a strong man worthy of killing with all his strength.

The martial arts will condensed into essence, and Yang Yi completely turned into the sun at this moment.

Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.

Either break through and kill the enemy against the odds; or be killed by the enemy.

As Yang Yi fought hard, his life essence gradually changed, and he was about to enter the realm of immortality and immortality, where his body would be eternal.

Everyone in the Dali army looked at Yang Yi with fanaticism in their eyes. This was the military god in their minds. Over the years, they had always believed in one thing. As long as the generalissimo takes action, everything will be fine. This heroic man is war itself, and everything is defined by him.

Yang Xiao stared blankly at the sun in the sky, and the mountains looked up, as if this was the case.

Like a goal that can be seen but cannot be pursued, my achievements are as small as an ant in front of my father, who is as tall as he was when he was young.

This person actually made breakthroughs with the help of the Tao Master's power. He might even continue to break through himself during the war and reach an extremely high level of martial arts.

This kind of talent can only be described as terrifying.

On the other side, Fenghua and Xuanji, who had been arriving for a long time, were also shocked.

"This Yang Yi... is truly a genius!" Xuanji exclaimed repeatedly. This person has made a breakthrough like this. Can the Taoist master really deal with this guy?

Fenghua put away his surprise, smiled playfully, and said: "He is really a genius that is unique in ten thousand, what a pity..."

"What's a pity?" Xuanji was curious.

"It's a pity that this unique genius is about to die."

Because he was facing the Tao Master, and the Tao Master restrained all geniuses. No matter how powerful the genius was, it would have no effect against the Tao Master.

"This..." Xuanji couldn't believe that Taoist master could easily defeat this powerful enemy in front of him.

Yang Yi has a high level of cultivation, and now that he has made a breakthrough in battle, he has reached a level higher than himself, similar to that of a Taoist master. How can he easily deal with this person?

Soon, everyone focused their attention on the battlefield.

The yellow and clear sun went straight down for nine days, turning the vegetation within a ten-mile radius into coke, and the earth melted into magma.

Xu Xuan remained motionless, as if he had no choice but to stand and wait for death.

At this moment, even Yang Xiao couldn't help but wonder whether the Taoist Master could defeat the seemingly extremely powerful Yang Yi.

Xu Xuan has not made any move yet. He is thinking about how to deal with this person.

This person has broken through to the Yang Immortal level. His physical body is immortal and his combat power is equivalent to that of the Transformation God. He looks powerful, but in fact he is nothing more than that. Regardless of whether he is a Yang Immortal or a Yang God, he is essentially just a low-end version of the Transformation God, a cultivator. A person who cultivates both life and life cannot compare with himself who cultivates both life and life.

"Have it!"

Xu Xuan's eyes lit up, and then he pointed out.

Five-colored light appeared on the fingertips. The five-colored light expanded in the wind and gradually grew larger, forming a five-color roulette.

The five-color wheel rotates in the opposite direction and is formed by the innate air of wood, fire, water, etc. Everything is inseparable from the five elements. The reversed five elements can destroy the foundation of all things, and the sun is no exception.

boom!
When the five-color roulette collided with the sun, there was just an explosion. There was no earth-shattering as imagined. It was just an explosion, and then the sun went out silently.

Yang Yi's true body finally appeared in the center of the sun.

"No! Impossible!!" Yang Yi looked horrified and in disbelief.

The five-color roulette wheel turned slightly, and Yang Yi disappeared into ashes.

Of course, Yang Xian did not die so easily. The next second, Yang Yi was reborn again, no different from before. Yang Xian had extremely strong vitality.

The five-color roulette wheel spun slightly again and disappeared into ashes again.

After going back and forth thousands of times, Yang Yi finally couldn't maintain his figure anymore and fell to the ground.

Xu Xuan slowly lowered his head under Yang Xiao's astonished gaze.

"You, kill him!"

Patricide! This is an important part of the growth of Hongmeng Ziqi. (End of chapter)