The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 627
Bai Ziyang made a move, showing his extraordinary attainments. Although he looked like a bombardment before, he did have two brushes in his hands, and he was not a mediocre second generation ancestor.

His fish-dragon transformation is based on the agility of the fish and the charm of the dragon. There is another transformation, which is somewhat similar to Xiang Yang's nine transformations of the silkworm. The fish transforms into a dragon, which is also a martial art of leap and sublimation.

So seeing such martial arts, the excitement in Xiang Yang's heart is indescribable, it's like walking alone in a desolate mountain, and suddenly knowing that there are people who have walked this road before him, joy, joy, gratification, all kinds of things Emotions vary.

In fact, this kind of martial art can be seen from the three ichthyosaurs put down by the previous 12 people. Bai Ziyang's father turned part of the essence of his own martial arts into a formation, and his cultivation was advanced and he had a lot of attainments.

The only thing that makes Xiang Yang feel a little pity is that Bai Ziyang only has the agility of a fish, but not the charm of a dragon, and he is far from the essence of martial arts.

It can also be understood that the step of transforming a fish into a dragon should be a transformation from acquired to innate. The acquired is mortal and the innate is spiritual. The gap is not only in combat power, but also in fundamental foundation and stamina. Fish and dragons are the difference between heaven and earth. .

If Bai Ziyang were to know all kinds of thoughts in Xiang Yang's mind, he might be insane, and his father seldom took action, his cultivation was unpredictable, and it was difficult for ordinary people to see his martial arts. In case, Xiang Yang could use his one move to guess So many things come out, are they gods or ghosts?
As for Bai Ziyang's own martial arts, although relying on his father's guidance to turn fish and dragons into magical skills to achieve six or seven points of power, but the lack of divine will is one, the impetuous mind is the second, and the fear of Xiang Yang at this time is the third. , The so-called ichthyosaurs are nothing but empty shelves, which makes Xiang Yang lack of interest.

Gathering the five white fingers into one palm, he took three steps in a row. The palm of the hand extended the subduing dragon palm, and struck out in a shocking move. The dragon chant continued, and the red dragon snaked out, wrapping around Bai Ziyang's body.

In less than three breaths of time, Bai Ziyang's body was blown to pieces by an incomparable bursting force, his white clothes were dyed red, not even a whole body was left behind.

With Xiang Yang's current martial arts skills, if he still uses the second move to kill him, it will be a waste of what he has learned.

And at the moment Xiang Yang pushed his palm, Lei Mian and Wang Qing rushed over at the same time, just attacking the gap between Xiang Yang's power change, and their grasp of the battle situation and timing was not bad, and it could even be said to be outstanding.

Lei Mian is in charge of the Jiuyao forging body, which is infinitely powerful, and his physical body is not bad, so he punches with both hands, like a mighty King Kong descending to the earth, stretching the boxing frame, moving his muscles and bones, and hammering continuously towards Xiang Yang's right waist Twelve punches, each punch is howling with a strong wind, bursting with true energy, fierce and fierce, still on the subduing dragon palm that Xiang Yang used.

This is the matching boxing method of Jiuyao body training, called Jiuyao Baquan. The gist is to blast the most punches with great strength in the shortest time. Injury to meridian viscera.

And Jiuyao Forging Body combined with Jiuyao Baquan is a match made in heaven. In terms of strength and fierceness, it can be called extremely accomplished. Lei Mian can be valued by Bai Ziyang's father precisely because his martial arts are strong enough.

Wang Qing drew out the long sword he was wearing. The sword was as powerful as a shooting star. The changes in the sword path such as picking, collapsing, chopping, pressing, pulling, stabbing, etc. were all hidden in this sword. It is the way of simplifying and simplifying, which is also in line with his ever-changing name.

Comparing Cui Ming's style of combining swords into one and creating the way of swords separately, Wang Qing is by no means inferior. Xiang Yang's way of swords is just simplifying the complexity. His real martial arts.

The joint attack of the two was not earth-shattering, but looking at Qianjun, no one Hou Tian dared to say that he could escape unscathed. Even Wan Tiancheng, a genius who apprenticed to the Dragon King, was only three or four points sure.

However, there is a person in this world who can not only remain unscathed, but even retaliate against injuries with unimaginable cultivation attainments.

The tall body was suddenly like a willow branch, and silk thin as gold threads sprang out from Xiang Yang's skin. Each thread was as soft as cotton, as tough as iron, and as strong as gold, extending and floating outward.

All of a sudden, Lei Mian's twelve strikes and nine luminous overlord fists hammered on Xiang Yang's sky silk. The silk fluttered like water waves to relieve its force, and the roots were not damaged. The surging punching power can crush steel and shatter rocks. , but kept smashing the seemingly weak silk.

What's more, Lei Mian's twelve punches didn't hold any strength, they erupted and were pulled back by the silk, the steel and iron bones in his body were a little numb, and two snot-like bloody things sprang out from his nose.

This is the way of silkworm silk to softness, and it is the most basic and purest martial arts principle.

Wang Qing stabbed more than a hundred swords in an instant, the afterimage transformed into an illusion, and the sword energy burst out, but the golden silk was as dense as rain and fog, and every time the sword tip stabbed, a silk that was stronger than gold and iron shot through the air.

After a collision, sparks splashed in all directions, and the energy shot out. The tip of the long sword in Wang Qing's hand was pierced with a tiny hole, and the energy like thunder and fire was transmitted back to Wang Qing's body along the blade. Inside, his hands were scorched black and dripping with blood, but the silk itself was completely intact.

This is the way of celestial silk to the rigidity, and it is also the basic and profound martial arts in the ocean of martial arts, which can be understood by beginners and even advanced martial artists.

At this time, the scene that fell into Yan Mumei's eyes was extremely magical. Xiang Yang was wrapped in golden threads, and on both sides were warriors who subdued dragons and tigers and masters with excellent swordsmanship. The peerless grace, the transcendence of martial arts, and the profound realm are really hard to describe, and you have to see it with your own eyes to understand it.

Although the Nine Transformations of the Celestial Silkworm was created by Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang only had a glimpse of its mystery. Even so, it was not something Lei Mian and Wang Qing could resist.

With a thought, the silk emerging from Xiang Yang's right hand entangled and changed, and finally turned into a golden knife, curved like a moon, shining like a scorching sun, and without a handle, the blade came out along the edge of the palm, and the human knife was truly one. It does not just refer to the unity of the realm.

The next moment, Xiang Yang jumped up, held out the golden scimitar in his hand, and slashed with the wind, flat and silent, simple and pure, even a three-year-old child could dance.

The magic knife was cut out, and at almost the same time, the sound of cloth being torn and the sound of the sword being broken sounded at the same time, and the two strong men who would be able to rule the roost the day after tomorrow stood there dumbfounded.

Lei Mian became famous, and even the dominant Jiuyao Forged Body was broken in an instant. The curved saber energy was like a smooth mirror, intercepting and breaking the body from the waist, and the organs were scattered all over the ground.

The same is true for Wang Qing, he still has to die before Lei Mian, because the long sword was broken in an instant, and Lei Mian's horizontal training will take a little effort.

And that is, this may be one percent of the breath, which separates the order of death.

The golden scimitar in his hand shattered into silk and retracted back into Xiang Yang's body.

There was a wet wind from the river, and the bloody smell was swept away.

There were only three living creatures, Xiang Yang, Yan Mumei and Xiao Hei, left in the entire pier.

"Come on, it's time for us to get on board."

Xiang Yang glanced at Yan Mumei, who was uncertain, and said, his expression was as usual, and his mood was leisurely, as if the war just now was just a dream.

(End of this chapter)