The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 511 Magic Knife
Jiang Boling is a great thief who rampages in the waters of Yanxi, with superb martial arts, he became the roost the day after tomorrow, and after going through hundreds of battles, he is a strong man who grew up from killing.

Xiang Yang has a wordless heavenly book by his side, and there are countless secrets of magical skills. He is also diligent and diligent, and dare not slack off, and his martial arts are also extraordinary.

The battle between the two of them can be described as a battle between a dragon and a tiger. The true energy is like iron, the sword shines like a green willow, and they walk and fight.

The sonorous sound resounded through the world again, Jiang Boling withdrew his two fingers of his right hand, all the finger strength that could cut off the Cang Liu disappeared, and the knuckles were faintly dark red, which was the shock of Xiang Yang's sword energy. Even if he practiced amazingly, it was difficult to completely resist The resulting minor injury.

However, before he could catch his breath, Xiang Yang's next saber strike came again, aggressively, with wave after wave of saber force, it was endless.

Jiang Boling exerted force under his feet, using his claws across the air to spurt out real energy and clang the tourmaline knife. Although it was just a battle of energy, it was actually more intense than a real clash of gold and iron weapons.

Since the two fought each other, Xiang Yang has slashed one slash after another, dizzyingly, without repeating a single slash, and the slashes are intertwined, one thousand slashes, or two thousand slashes, he has lost count.

He only felt that Xiang Yang's saber energy on the opposite side was getting more and more fierce, and his saber moves were getting more and more weird, full of an inexplicable magic, swaying wantonly, but showing incomparable calculations, gradually tied him up, and it was hard to resist.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, traveled the three counties, and has extraordinary knowledge, but he has never seen such a sword technique, such a person who uses a sword.

Even if the sword moves are extremely variable, how can a person practice such a sword technique, and where does he come from to wield such a heavy sword with confidence?
However, contrary to what he thought, the more swaying Xiang Yang's saber skills, the more excited he became.

The eyes are like cold stars, and the three-point return to vitality in the meridians is circulating rapidly, as if taking medicine, the whole person is pulled by an inexplicable force, swinging the knife, swinging the knife, constantly swinging the knife, life is endless, swinging the knife endlessly.

Eight-style saber techniques, each with 36 moves, each with [-] changes, a total of [-] changes, and there are complicated and different ways of performing them in the changes, as long as his true energy is not exhausted, There will never be a moment to stop.

Xiang Yang, who let go of the fight, was completely insane. If he wanted to practice the sword, he had to use it without any scruples. Pressing the sword can only sharpen the skill and control of the sword, but it is difficult to truly understand the true meaning of the sword technique.

However, after the battle with Jiang Boling, he completely let go of his scruples, and the Ruyi Heavenly Demon Sword Technique that he had practiced for several months radiated a completely different power and demeanor from the past. The most different thing from the past was the deep demon nature.

This saber technique is originally the Demon Cult's saber technique, combined with the mighty Moon Scimitar, it is extremely powerful and unstoppable.

However, these complicated sword moves and changes are really not something ordinary people can learn. Without talent, even if they practice for ten or twenty years, they are still just a third-rate swordsman.

Jiang Boling backed away for the first time, his five fingers were in pain, his true energy flowed, and he calmed down a little, Xiang Yang stuck up again lingeringly, making him miserable.

"I can't go on, this person's sword skills are too powerful, find a way."

Faced with Xiang Yang, who was getting more and more imposing and his sword skills getting more and more fierce, Jiang Boling couldn't bear it any longer. His heart moved, and he flew and bombarded a black boat docked on the bank into the river.

The right time, place, and people are also extremely important factors for a warrior to fight. He practiced a long dragon into the sea, and his essence fits the water, and he lives in the water. He is familiar with the flow of water, and it is easier for him to display his strength in a battle on the river.

A stern look flashed in Xiang Yang's pupils, he flew over with a knife, and suddenly let out a long roar, and the air waves smoothed the river.

The next moment he chased after Jiang Boling, and with a single slash, Zhang Zhang's unparalleled saber energy directly cut the Wupeng boat into two pieces, and the saber aura blasted into the river unabated, splitting the waves and breaking the waves, and it did not calm down for a long time.

Jiang Boling, who avoided the knife, was horrified and didn't dare to be careless. He stepped on the wrecked ship and stopped at a point in the flowing river with meticulous control, without moving.

Pulling his hands, letting go of his true energy, the surrounding river water rolled up more than a dozen rotating eddies, and the jets of water flowed into Jiang Boling's hands, and the next moment a vivid anaconda rushed towards Xiang Yang.

"Good martial arts."

Xiang Yang subconsciously praised, people in the sky take advantage of the clouds to take off, cutting the anaconda like a butcher cutting an ox, the true energy attached to it is instantly scattered, and the water falls weakly.

Falling into the water again, the water wave lightly rises up, and the body flies towards Jiang Boling, the long knife continues to swing, and his knife has not finished cutting.

However, after Jiang Boling's disturbance just now, Xiang Yang's saber gesture is not as deep and frightening as it was at the beginning, and the state of madness has also subsided a little.

Undoubtedly, the Ruyi Heavenly Demon, Lianhuan Eight Styles, is a magic knife. The human nature of the people who practice this knife changes. In addition to the reason of the full moon scimitar, there are also problems with the knife technique itself.

In the past, Xiang Yang didn't find out that he had never had anyone worthy of his devotion and dedication, full of murderous intent.

Against challengers like Yan Yinghao and Shi Xiaobao, he has no killing intent at all. How can such a fight be counted as a life-and-death fight?

Only today, the Jiang family, Jiang Boling, forced him to fully exert the power of this saber with his great strength, seven thousand nine hundred and thirty two changes in the saber technique, and even the killing intent affected the magic, even so, he still couldn't help this person, it can be seen that he Not in vain.

However, that's all, Jiang Boling can withstand so many knives, but it is absolutely impossible to withstand more than 3 knives.

The tens of feet high river exploded and turned into a water curtain that vacated into the sky without descending, violating the natural law of water flowing downhill. The next moment, behind the water curtain, Jiang Boling saw a green knife light in front of his eyes, and Sen Hanzhong with Cut off all sword intent.

Gululu, Gululu, the river water that had been calmed down by the powerful force of the two of them suddenly bubbled like boiling, and in a split second, two figures landed on the already messy shore.

The shirt on Jiang Boling's right shoulder was slowly torn, and a trace of blood was looming in it, and a line of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Yang's internal organs vibrated, his whole body seemed to be soaked in lava, his breathing was heavy, and his bones seemed to have been chiseled.

"Have you been hurt?"

Although Xiang Yang was doubtful, he also confirmed that Jiang Boling's qi mechanism was not perfect after all, and the qi and blood released like flames were actually vain, which should never be the state that a normal warrior should have.

"Yes, I was injured by a lunatic, but this does not affect the result of the battle between us. You won, and I am convinced that this crescent white jade is yours."

Jiang Boling smiled slightly, without much emotion, and threw the white jade to Xiang Yang, looking very carefree.

He had a feeling that Xiang Yang's saber moves hadn't been exhausted yet, and his saber moves hadn't completely changed, so it wasn't wrong for him to lose.

Xiang Yang took the jade pendant, silently, winning an injured Jiang Boling, nothing to be happy about.

What's more, although he won, he also discovered some secrets of Ruyi Tianmo.

With more than 3 knives, it is two different things to practice one by one. He thought he had practiced it, but he didn't.

"Since the strong man who created this sword technique, few people have practiced this sword to the peak, let alone the magic sword that turns demons into gods and returns thousands of swords.

From the beginning to the end, only one Ding Peng did it. Such a person was born for the magic knife, can I? "

Xiang Yang raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and suddenly smiled, because it is difficult, so it is precious, if it can be practiced easily, it is not worth his hard work.

Besides, Divine Sword Slash is just a foundation of his ideal Dao of the Sword, so how can he be easily discouraged?
(End of this chapter)