The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 676
No one knew what happened just now, except Xiang Yang and Xue Lingzi, and perhaps the unpredictable Master Liuyin.

At the moment when the four palms intersected, Xiang Yang used the dripping blood energy, and his whole body was concentrated in one point, which was difficult to be shaken by external force, so the blood-absorbing method in the Xuanxue Gangjing that Xuelingzi used did not work.

And just when he felt baffled, Xiang Yang used the blood-erosion strength and blood-transforming vitality that he had realized from the blood-refining volume of Tianmo Ce, combined with the instantaneously changing nature of the silkworm's true energy, and broke the palm of Xuelingzi with silk, From this comes blood eclipsing strength and blood transforming energy.

The dripping blood energy is mixed with no leaks, and the vitality of transforming blood is cut off by using the Jietian Nine Forms to cut off the blood energy, which greatly reduces the power of Xuelingzi's blood-absorbing method, and even without precautions, the whole person's blood energy is cut off by a layer.

The last move is the killing move that erodes the blood energy, the suction power is terrifying, the blood essence and blood rush in like flowing water, no matter how hard the blood spirit child struggles to get rid of it, it is difficult to withdraw his palm.

At this time, Xue Lingzi just woke up. In order to break Xiang Yang's frost power seal, his meridians were injured and tiny blood flowed, which turned out to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Could it be that this is also the opponent's calculation?This person is so sinister and ruthless, even his martial arts have changed from the righteous way before, and his nature is extremely evil.

Although the Tianshuang Fist that Xiang Yang used at the beginning was gloomy and cold, it was majestic and upright. Only at this time, the three consecutive moves, especially the blood erosion force, were comparable to the way of magic. .

The loss of essence and blood was serious, and Xue Lingzi's face was as white as snow, as if she had put on makeup. When she was in despair, she had to use the remaining eleven mysterious blood qi and Xiang Yang to die together.

Suddenly being shaken away by a strong force, he retreated about seven steps before standing still, his breath like a candle in the wind.

In just a few moments, he lost [-]% of his blood, his skills were greatly reduced, and his soul was also weak. It can be said that he almost couldn't wear his pants.

Originally wanted to suck Xiang Yang into practice, but now he was stealing chickens and losing money, and was countered by someone, Xue Lingzi really felt like crying without tears.

Of course, for the current Xiang Yang, he is more afraid than resentful, and the image of the other party has also changed greatly in his heart.

I thought it was just a little talented stunned young man, but now it seems that the other party is unpredictable and extremely weird.

Although Xiang Yang's previous boxing skills were powerful, they were not enough to make him helpless. Only when he met his palms later, the inner strength in his body circulated three times in a row, which made him feel like he had encountered a natural enemy.

His martial arts has been restrained. Even if he is stronger than Xiang Yang in terms of strength, he can never be Xiang Yang's opponent. What's more, the two of them are at best equal. If the other party uses a knife again, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Could it be martial arts in the blood and nerves?

The Xuanxuegang Sutra that I cultivate comes from the Blood God Sutra, so it is naturally restrained by it.

But it's impossible, the blood nerves are only passed on to one person from generation to generation, and only the suzerain can practice. The nineteen prefectures are vast, even if the suzerain really has a successor, it wouldn't be so coincidental that I would meet it, right?What is his background? "

Xue Lingzi had countless thoughts in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, he just looked at Xiang Yang with a cold face, refusing to show weakness.

Xiang Yang was also startled into a cold sweat, his back was wet, and he wanted to suck up the blood spirit seeds all at once, but if it wasn't for the warning from the ice seed, he would have been almost killed by the opponent's remaining Xuanxueqi.

"You still can't be careless. These guys have innate means of guaranteeing the bottom line. If they are forced too urgently, they will die together. It's too crazy."

In his mind, Xiang Yang spread out his right hand, a strand of silk protruding from the tip of his index finger stood up like a steel needle, a little bit of blood overflowed, and was kneaded into a pill by Xiang Yang forcefully.

One by one, they turned into 48 crystal-clear red pills the size of fingernails, glowing with rays of light, faintly scented, not bloody.

The No.40 nine are pitch-black with a bloody stench. Compared with the first 48 red pills, they are more like poison pills.

This is the essence and blood of Xuelingzi, which was refined by Xiang Yang with the power of dripping blood. 48 pills are comparable to panacea.

The last one is made of impurities in the blood of Xue Lingzi, all of which are condensed into a ball, with strong toxicity, polluting people's blood and the foundation of bad people.

Xiang Yang's blood-erosion power is incomparably ingenious, and his focus is on sucking blood to heal his wounds and restore his vitality. Right now, he is completely intact, so naturally he doesn't need the essence and blood of this blood spirit, so it is all excreted from his body and turned into a panacea.

"This, this, is a good method. If I find a pure-yang boy's body and let him suck blood and make alchemy, maybe I can solve my stubborn disease of too much yin in my body without Liu Yin's help."

The old man Wugui witnessed this scene with fiery eyes. To be honest, compared with Xiang Yang's strength, he valued Xiang Yang's current ability, which is comparable to an alchemy master.

Not only the old five ghosts, but all the congenitals in the hall thought of this subconsciously when they saw this scene. Such a mysterious martial art, and their thoughts are even more different.

"This is all the blood that I have worked so hard to cultivate, Xiang Yang, I am at odds with you."

Xue Lingzi's heart was bleeding, but there was no fluctuation on his face. In fact, it was because the injury was too serious and the loss was too much.

"Good thing, Xue Lingzi is indeed a congenital strongman who has refined the blood demon lineage of magic arts. If it were a different person, I am afraid that he would not have such miraculous qualities."

Xiang Yang knew very well that the reason why he could get these 48 high-quality red pills was that the blood spirit seeds were really special.

He can cultivate the profound blood and stellar energy to cleanse the filth in the blood, and he is more specialized in refining blood. Naturally, the essence of blood is not comparable to ordinary innate ones. It is very precious. For ordinary people, let alone 48, even one is extremely difficult.

The remaining one point is the credit of his blood erosion energy, which is exactly the magical skill he has researched from the blood refining scroll of Tian Mo's strategy.

"Master, Xiang came here empty-handed, relying on the help of the blood spirit, and got these 48 blood pills. I specially present them as a congratulatory gift to wish the master great success. I hope you don't dislike them."

With a wave of Xiang Yangxin's hand, all 48 blood pills were thrown to a standstill in front of the ancestor of Liuyin. He glanced at Xuelingzi and said with a smile.

"As for the last one, it is the accumulation of filth on Xue Lingzi's body, so let it return to its original owner."

"Xiang Yang, you are too deceitful."

Xue Lingzi was already frightened and angry, and he was seriously injured, and then he was so humiliated and stimulated. He spit fire in his eyes, shouted at Xiang Yang, affected the injury, and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He was supported by Liao Hui and returned to the desk before changing. Come on.

"Xue Lingzi, I don't understand what you said, Xiang has done his best by asking himself.

You don't need the Abandoned Demon Knife, let's compete normally, I am slightly better, and I didn't ask you to kowtow to admit your mistake, calling me grandpa is enough to be tolerant, so why go too far?
I said you were the one who bullied people too much. "

Xiang Yang smiled coldly, a glint of blood flashed in his eyes, Xue Lingzi's heart trembled when he saw it, he didn't dare to fight any more, the winner was defeated, he was defeated by Xiang Yang, what he said, what he did, he had no confidence, everything It's wrong.

"Okay, I'll accept this pill, Xue Lingzi, I'll give you the 24 pills to recover from your injuries, and I'll use the rest for other purposes."

Liuyin opened his mouth to make a decision, Xiang Yang smiled, and Xue Lingzi could only respond unwillingly. It is already good to stop the loss.

(End of this chapter)