Ten thousand dragons dance wildly, and the sun shines in the sky!

The moment the fist seal came out from the sky, millions of divine lights emerged from Yuan Duxiu's body and blessed this punch.

The infinite particles are like millions of volcanoes erupting at the same time. Driven by the invincible blood, they achieve a punch!

Boom!

With a punch, the void shook wildly, and the omnipresent inspiration was boiling and exploded, and all tangible things were trembling.

The world seemed to be unable to withstand the power contained in this punch, making unbearable moans.

Thousands of smoke and dust were emptied and spread layer by layer. The sky seemed to have turned into an ocean. Meteorites hit it, causing terrifying and shocking waves.

True punches!

At this moment, Qi Cang's body retreated unstoppable, and the storm of wind ripped through the void, making him dance wildly in his clothes and his face trembled.

"Big Japanese yen air cannon?!"

Qi Cang was shocked.

Yuan Duxiu's punch clearly has the prototype of the unique Japanese Yuan Qi Cannon that he persisted in running rampant in the world and reached the top in his previous life!

But according to legend, when he really fought against the Seven Heroes of the Star Sea, this large Japanese yen energy cannon had not been completely opened up.

Is this thousands of years ahead of schedule?!

Qi Cang was shocked and could not speak. Di Amitabha, who faced the barbarian punch, was slightly moved: "The Great Sun Holy Body is indeed well-deserved."

She flicked her hand gently, but there was no change in her palm, but the Buddha, who originally seemed to sit in the sky, seemed to suddenly stand up.

In the increasingly intense Buddha light, the sound of Zen singing came out, blessing the horizontal push.

The two Vajra monks beside her changed their expressions and screamed.

They yelled wildly, wanting to take action, but where can they be done?

Almost the moment I saw the fist light, a terrifying collision had already happened.

Fist and palms intersect!

Just like the intersecting sun and moon, the indescribable terrifying aura has instantly tore through the void!

So much so that no one could hear any sound or see any scene under this collision.

It’s like the world is empty, everything is destroyed!

boom!

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, a loud bang exploded!

Then, the thousands of acres of air waves that were emptyed by the fist print were swept back, sweeping through tens of thousands of miles of clouds and winds, and were swallowed by the cracks in the void caused by the collision of the two.

Huh ~

The strong wind is like a knife, cutting everything.

Qi Cang suddenly came back to his senses. Yuan Duxiu had already closed his fists and stood upright. The strong wind blew his clothes and long hair all leaned back, showing his masculine body as magical as awesome.

Behind him was a trace of air that was torn apart by the strong wind and stretched for thousands of miles.

Click ~

A broken sound could not be blocked by the strong wind in the sky.

In the eyes of the two Vajra monks, the great Buddha shadow suddenly cracked, and then turned into endless golden light and dissipated in the sky.

Buddhist son, was defeated?

The two Vajra monks looked up.

Di Amitabha had just retracted his ivory-like crystal palm, and he opened his mouth slightly with a slim strand: "The fist is not bad, and the person is not bad."

“Each, each other.”

Yuan Duxiu's eyes were still hot, but his face, which was as sharp as a knife and axe, was very calm, and it could even be said to be indifferent:

"Does the Buddha's son still take action?"

His aura was still strong, and even continued to rise, and endless "particles" in the subtle parts of his body were trembling.

"If you take action again, you will have to decide the outcome."

Emperor Amitabha looked at Yuan Duxiu with a smile, but it seemed that he did not get any influence: "How do fellow Taoist Yuan think that I can practice this style of hand seal?"

"You are stronger than me, and your handprints are excellent."

Yuan Duxiu stood in the sky, his breath was turbulent and he was unable to recover, but his expression was extremely calm:

"It's not as good as my punch!"

One person's expression was calm, the other person's breath was calm, and it seemed that the right thing was right.

The two Vajra monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"This boxing is naturally excellent, but it is not your boxing."

Di Amitabha said meaningfully: "Although you understand this principle, it's a pity that you haven't yet gotten out of the shadow of the creator of boxing."

"Own fist..."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes condensed.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan is qualified to keep this person, but this person is much more 'precious' than you think, so you should take care of yourself."

Di Amitabha had no intention of giving him advice, and turned to Qi Cang.

Qi Cang looked at Emperor Amitabha from afar, his eyes were cold.

"valuable?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes moved, and this word seemed not to be used to describe people.

There is something in this word of Amitabha...

"There may be a day when we meet again in the future, Fellow Daoist Yuan will leave here."

Emperor Amitabha smiled slightly.

The Buddha light behind him swelled, and disappeared into the void with two Vajra monks.

The speed is extremely fast for ordinary people, but for Yuan Duxiu, who has mastered the "Rainbow Transformation Art", there is still a chance to block it.

But he hesitated slightly and still never took action.

"What did she see in my heart..."

Looking at the Buddha's light from afar, Qi Cang's heart was throbbing. There were too many secrets in his heart and too big.

Then Imitation Amitabha must have seen something that he would pursue himself so decisively.

But, what did she see?

Or, have you seen it all?

His thoughts turned into electricity, and finally he exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, looking at Yuan Duxiu, who was calm but extremely intimidating, with a complicated expression:

"Your progress is beyond my imagination..."

No one knows the complexity in Qi Cang's heart, and even himself cannot express his feelings at this time.

Sour, unwilling, regretful, worried......

All kinds of emotions were mixed, and it was difficult to completely calm down.

Who would have thought that his malice will become the other party’s blessing?

This great emperor, who had just risen in his previous life, not only did not experience any weakness when he intervened, but was wiped out the sufferings of the disasters and rose up directly.

"Maybe, it's also thanks to you."

Yuan Duxiu stared at Qi Cang, his expression a little complicated. Although this person attacked him, his luck for thousands of years may be due to this person.

"Follow me."

Yuan Duxiu left a word and turned around and missed the air, as if he was not afraid of Qi Cang running away.

In fact, his escape technique is a perfect person who cannot beat him and cannot escape.

What's more, he didn't think this person would run away.

"Where are you going?"

Qi Cang hesitated slightly, and still called out.

"Retrieve my fate!"

Listening to the sound coming from afar, Qi Cang was stunned, his thoughts of escaping from his heart were immediately dispelled, and he followed him step by step.

I have long since lost your destiny...

......

The bamboo forest is quiet and quiet.
To be continued...