The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 350 Flying Knife
Is it an illusion?Lin Yuanguang thought it was, but in fact, when he saw the knife light, Lin Yuanguang knew it was not.

A small flying knife came out from Xiang Yang's hand, and the knife light, which was thousands of times brighter than Lin Yuan's sword light before, suddenly appeared. The knife light flashed, and the audience was silent. Even in the blue sky, under the light of the knife, it became Overshadowed.

All the brilliance, all the gazes were concentrated on this point, and what was even more unbelievable was that they could vaguely see a picture from the knife.

A blood-stained woman fell into the arms of a man. The desolation and sorrow made people weep, and the tears flowed endlessly.

Lin Yuanguang also lost his mind for a moment, and then secretly thought that something was wrong, the sword energy burst out in his eyes, bright as a burning fireball, the black long sword in his hand stabbed out according to the feeling, and there was a crisp sound of ding.

Lin Yuanguang has encountered countless dangers with this sound. He wandered in the rivers and lakes when he was young, his arm was cut off and he became a cripple, and he finally rose up in middle age, but the dangers he encountered have not diminished.

It's just that no matter what the danger was, it didn't bring him as much pressure as this time. The feeling of imminent death disgusted him very much.

Fortunately, the tip of his sword hit the flying knife that flashed like lightning, but before he could be happy, an invincible, unrivaled knife aura erupted.

The long sword was torn apart like a belt, no, it was cut off from the beginning to the end by a flying knife, and finally pierced the palm of his left hand holding the sword and flew past his chest,

In the end, it shot through the entire room again and again without losing momentum, and hit the wall behind the room, sinking with the handle.

Everyone who watched this scene swallowed their saliva unconsciously, their hands and feet were cold, and the terrible knife, the flying knife had such power, it was simply shocking.

Lin Yuanguang also frowned and looked at his only remaining palm, a blood hole was bubbling out, and he felt a tingling pain in his chest, almost, if he hadn't been experienced in many battles and had a keen sense of spirituality, he would have moved a little sideways temporarily. Will be shot dead with a knife.

The pain did not make Lin Yuanguang frown, because he had experienced the most painful time in the body, but the unparalleled power of the throwing knife made him feel tricky, such a dangerous move.

At the same place, Xiang Yang had already disappeared, Lin Yuanguang sighed, after today, he missed the time when Xiang Yang borrowed for the underworld, and if he wanted to besiege and kill Xiang Yang openly, the chances were slim.

But Lin Yuanguang immediately shook his head and smiled wryly, talking about besieging and killing Xiang Yang. He went out himself, and was almost shot to death by this scumbag. He should go home and tell his father honestly, and then make up his mind.

On the other side, Xiang Yang, who missed the first time he formally issued Xiao Li Feidao, was running all the way on the roofs on both sides of the streets in Jiankang County. The real face under the human skin mask was pale, his lips were trembling, and he felt weak. Radiate from the inside out.

When he came to an empty alley and tore off the human skin, Xiang Yang felt a little more at ease. After thinking about it, he sneaked into another house, changed his clothes into coarse clothes, and left a small ingot as a purchase. The silver for clothes, just now opened a room in a small inn in the county with a tourmaline knife on his back.

Entering the room, Xiang Yang didn't have time to take off his shoes and socks, and fell on the bed, his forehead swelled up and down, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted for more than a day. When Xiang Yang woke up, the sky was full of stars outside, and Jiankang was very peaceful under the dark night.

Holding his forehead and tapping his temple, Xiang Yang let out a long breath, feeling a little more comfortable in his head, and lay sprawled on the bed again, quietly thinking about the scene where he fired the throwing knife.

How should I put it, he tried to launch the throwing knife in the Illusory Realm in the past, but there was no one in front of him, and he didn't try his best, so it's really hard to judge how powerful it is.

But when he made a move today, at a critical juncture, his throwing knife really made a great contribution, allowing him to understand how powerful the so-called supreme flying knife is.

"That knife, my god, Qi, essence gathered in the knife, under the sharp edge, it shattered everything, and the knife energy was released, powerful enough to shoot Lin Yuanguang.

It's just that it's not perfect, the spirit is not strong enough, and the momentum has not climbed to the peak, so Lin Yuanguang was given a glimmer of life, and Xiao Li Feidao, who had never made a mistake, missed the first time in my hands. "

Even so, Xiang Yang still felt that his thoughts were still unsatisfied, and his understanding of Xiao Li Fei Dao was even deeper. This sword has magical powers.

Draining his vitality, he almost collapsed, but fortunately, this is not a magic knife in the end, enough is enough, as long as he cultivates a little, he can recover as before.

But it also illustrates a problem, whether it is Li Tanhua, or other people who have achieved great success in flying knives, this situation has never happened to him. Obviously, his flying knives still need to be strengthened, at least not just one knife.

If Xiang Yang's flying knives practice reaches a certain level, the power injected into the flying knives can just kill the target he wants to kill.

Knives are used to kill people, not to tear long swords or break walls. Even if they can destroy the area of ​​a house, they can't kill the person they want to kill. Such a flying knife is no different from trash.

In addition, this knife also reminded Xiang Yang that he has always been obsessed with the Twelve-story Building Slaying God Knife, but he was afraid that this knife would kill his own god in practice, so he dared not make up his mind for a long time.

Now it seems that my caution is right, Xiao Li Feidao just injects energy into the knife, which is quite gentle, which makes it unbearable for me.

And Zhanshen wants to divide the divine essence by himself, this is not a joke, if he can't suppress the greed and urgency in his heart, those masters who practiced Zhanshen Dao and ended up insane and died will be a lesson for him.

The only pity is that the selection task has not been completed, and the subduing dragon palm technique has not been accomplished, otherwise the force would have risen abruptly.

Thinking of the mission of Tianshu, Xiang Yang remembered that he killed Wei Ye, and it was time to receive the Qiqi 49-hand Gale Whirling Knife.

Pass the message of receiving rewards to the wordless book, and the sword moves and mental methods of the Gale Wind Whirling Knife are all introduced into Xiang Yang's mind, and there is also a kind of internal energy of Yanghuo in it.

But it's a pity that this method of internal energy training is quite rough, not to mention compared with Shenzhao Gong and Whale's Breathing Gong, even Zixia is a line higher than it. The demeanor of a master is only praised in the prefectures and counties.

"Looking at it this way, Wei Ye is really a talent. With this kind of inner strength and mentality, he has cultivated the strength of exuding true energy in his youth. No wonder Guan Hongjun chose him as a closed disciple."

With Guan Hongjun's old-fashioned eyes, Xiang Yang didn't believe that he couldn't see the true heart of this son, but compared with his heart, Guan Hongjun obviously still compromised on his qualifications.

This sect of swordsmanship is based on qi first and is the most important thing. It does not have deep inner strength, so it may not be stronger than the Hu family's swordsmanship. With the blessing of inner qi, it can even compete with blood swords.

"It's a pity that this knife doesn't match the number of ways I have, but I can take its essence. The quick knife method, the 49-handed knife moves, and the formation of knife arrays between rounds are all merits. This wave of rewards is not bad."

Taking off the tourmaline knife on his back, Xiang Yang touched the blade slowly, maybe he should rest for a while after returning to his senses, and digest the gains during this time.

(End of this chapter)