Chapter eight hundred and fortieth summit meeting
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Tianyi Mountain, or the central Tianzhu.
The martial arts venue that once lasted for a century has now become a huge pillar of heaven. Tianyi Mountain has long been wrapped in soil, serving as the base of the pillar.
The height of the central sky pillar reaches directly into the sky, touching the layer of restrictions beyond the planet. It can be called a true sky-supporting pillar.
Among the five pillars, the other four pillars are equally strong, but the central pillar has stronger suppressive power, and it has been reinforced by Su Zhen. The strength of this fifth pillar is far from the other four pillars.
At this moment, at the top of the central pillar, where you can see the transparent barrier of the sky dome when you look up, Qin Yang stood with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive.
Four of the five pillars were destroyed, and only the central pillar was left to support it independently. Qin Yang could even sense the violent fluctuations in the sun now, and sense the impatience.
Before leaving twenty-seven thousand years of freedom, Xiao Mian was also anxious and happy. Now he couldn't wait to come out.
There is only one obstacle that prevents him from seeing the light of day again.
That’s Qin Yang!
The white figure walked out of the void. He gently rolled up his sleeves, and the holy and demonic energy entangled on the surface of his body, like two swimming dragons entwining around his body.
"This dress looks familiar."
Before seeing the other person, Qin Yang felt solemn in his heart. After seeing the other person, he relaxed and calmed down. He looked at the other person's clothes and said lightly.
"You should have seen similar styles on murals," the other party chuckled. "This is the costume of my master. My master wears such clothes all year round."
The master he spoke of was naturally the Martial Ancestor who finally died in his hands.
"Your sect? I have never heard of the name of this martial arts sect." Qin Yang said with some interest.
"I'm actually not sure what it's called specifically."
Unexpectedly, there was a trace of ridicule on Xiao Mian's face, "At first, my master said that he came from the 'Purple Sky Palace'. Later, he said that he wanted to unify the wilderness and establish an unprecedented heaven. And later, I
When he became famous, he said that his sect inherited the way of heaven, and his name was "Tiandaomen". When I deciphered his diary, I found out that these names were imitated by the mythical characters in his world, and he wanted to use these names.
To satisfy my own vanity."
"Uh..." Qin Yang was speechless, "This is really unexpected and reasonable at the same time."
As expected of you, you are so low to force Martial Ancestor, you are really low to a certain extent.
If a novel were written with this lowly as the protagonist, it would definitely be a white novel that couldn't be more white.
"Do you think it's stupid? I feel the same way," Xiao Mian spread his hands, "So I killed him. It would be such a waste to put good fortune in the hands of such a person."
"Everyone has vanity. It's not a big deal if Martial Ancestor is stupid. His only mistake was to accept a smart and ruthless person like you as his disciple." Qin Yang shook his head and said.
Unlike Xiao Mian, he felt that Wu Zu was ignorant. Wu Zu was just an ordinary person in another world, and it was natural for him to have shortcomings of one kind or another.
Martial Ancestor's only mistake was actually accepting a disciple who was more qualified than he but had no ability to suppress him. If Xiao Mian had been like Yi Gan, the master of hundreds of schools of thought, Martial Ancestor would not have died.
"Whether you are stupid or not, ultimately, the winner will decide. If you lose in the end, your repeated defeats at my hands can be called stupid," Qin Yang said.
When Xiao Mian heard this, he also put away his smile and said: "But if you lose, I will erase all traces of you, just like how Yi Gan and the others treated me."
"Do you think you are like them and can't kill me?" Qin Yang asked.
"You have to try to find out whether you can kill him or not," Xiao Mian replied.
The two sides looked at each other. In Qin Yang's eyes, there were nine rings of light inside each other, and the nine eyes merged into one. Xiao Mian's eyes were filled with a dark purple, and there seemed to be phantoms flashing through his eyes.
Deathly silence spreads in this highest place, in this environment of thousands of degrees. Everything around them seems to become still at this moment, and the two of them seem to be cut off and separated from the heaven and earth.
At a certain moment, the two of them moved at the same time, and the two figures suddenly collided with each other, fists and palms, legs and fingers, like warriors refining Qi, they moved their fists and feet.
The true energy and strength were completely gathered in the fists and feet. It was clear that the movements of the hands and feet contained the power to destroy mountains and mountains, but it was not reflected at all, just like two ordinary warriors gesticulating with fists and feet.
On the surface, the only difference between them and ordinary warriors is that their speed is a little bit faster.
"Tianpeng changes, Tianpeng controls the law."
Qin Yang was the first to use extraordinary means. A pair of roc wings grew out of his back, which were both ethereal and real. He rose up again at an extremely fast speed. Coupled with the superb movement technique of "Heaven and Man Zong", Qin Yang's figure suddenly appeared. Change, thousands of fist seals came in the most brutal way.
At this moment, Qin Yang was exerting his strength and speed to the extreme. The punch was so fast that Xiao Mian's mind could not catch it, and the force was so strong that even one punch would result in serious injury.
But Xiao Mian still escaped.
He drifted in the shadow of the fist and easily withdrew from Qin Yang's thunderous punch.
In his pair of deep purple eyes, countless images flashed by. Each image was a scene that had not happened at this moment, and was a future that would happen in three seconds.
"Your eyes can predict the future."
Qin Yang keenly captured the fleeting image, and his powerful calculation ability recalled the image that appeared in Xiao Mian's eyes three seconds ago, and immediately matched it with the current scene.
"The Eye of the Future, I spent a lot of effort to kill the Martial Ancestor who owned it."
Xiao Mian's figure deflected and struck out with a palm, which was the "Tathagata Divine Palm" that Qin Yang was very familiar with. "Thousand-armed Tathagata, ten thousand Buddhas worship the sect."
A huge dharma image appeared behind him, and as he pushed his palms, thousands of palm prints were blasted out. This scene, which was very similar to that of the Buddha that day, appeared on Xiao Mian.
"Boom boom boom——"
The atmosphere was crushed, and thousands of hands and palms struck at Qin Yang. Countless palm movements blocked the surrounding areas, blocking Qin Yang's dodge route under his eyes that could predict the future.
"Since its owner can be killed, it means that it cannot truly predict the future. You can also use my 'Tathagata Palm'."
Faced with this sudden counterattack, Qin Yang let out a long roar and straightened up. Eight arms grew from his back and ribs. He transformed into a ten-armed Tathagata with his physical body. Each of his ten palms pinched different "Tathagata seals" ", the ten ** seals gathered in one place, and the shadows of their palms were like overwhelming mountains, meeting Xiao Mian's Thousand-Armed Tathagata Dharma.
Chapter completed!