The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 714 The battle against Yan Bo [-] (monthly ticket [-] plus update)
Xiang Yang was taken aback, the ice seed in his spirit radiated light, and the oppression of the outside world was eliminated, and the demon seed absorbed all kinds of negative emotions in a dark way, and regained his composure.

The golden roc bird dharma form is full of charm, lifelike, almost like a living thing, and the gravel he poured with real power hits on it, it feels like hitting the diamond, the protective energy is as condensed as the essence, and the profound art is so exquisite.

"Ah, I want you dead."

Wanyan Boqi missed a move and was almost defeated and killed by Xiang Yang. The humiliation in his heart could not be added, his mouth opened and he roared, his beard full of steel needles trembled, and his hands creaked.

Kicking the void with one toe, and making a movement of a white crane spreading its wings with both hands, two golden wings are faintly attached between the arms, and the wind is blown up out of thin air between the fans, like endless fine needles towards the center of the neck Direction to stab.

Then he grasped forward with one hand, a huge suction surged from the air, and the vortex-like cyclone between the claws swirled endlessly, wanting to suck Xiang Yang head-on into the coverage of the wind needle.

Although Xiang Yang was surprised at the opponent's unique martial arts, he never let go of his mind during the battle. His feet stood like a diamond, and he penetrated directly into the ground to a depth of half a foot to block the suction.

Clenching fists with both hands, the blood vessels are blue and white, crystal clear as ice, emitting white air, every little thread can make the first-rate masters in the rivers and lakes freeze into popsicles, which is the expression of frost air evaporating to the limit.

Qi pierces the meridian points, fists are like arrows, feet collapse like bows, the space in front of the body is covered by countless fist shadows, and in an instant, four-style combos are launched, standing proudly on isolated peaks, searching for plums in Xueling , Lingyun over the top, and the reflection of the Frost River.

At this moment, Tianshuangquan's qi, strokes, and intentions, combined with Xiang Yang's ice heart as clear as snow, erupted with unparalleled power. Between the flashes of lightning, a snow peak loomed in front of him, and his true qi was as thick as a mountain. , the towering tower did not fall down, and the temperature of the entire dungeon dropped by an unknown amount in an instant.

The gust of wind hit like a needle, blocked by the mountainous qi, but turned back and turned into ice needles to reflect.

At the same time as punching, Xiang Yang shot out a burst of Gang Qi from behind, sweeping away a group of arresters who were guarding the dungeon, and at the same time sent them a voice transmission, asking these people to go to the dungeon to guard, just leave it to him here.

The best arresters of this group of god catchers are only in the acquired state, and they are only first-class. Facing innate strongmen like Wanyan Bo, they are completely useless, but a drag.

They also knew this, and retreated together with Xiang Yang's strength. At the same time, they regretted that they could not witness the stronger and more intense confrontation between the two.

Boom, boom, boom, three huge impact sounds resounded in all directions, as if an ancient giant beast with red eyes hit the iceberg madly.

The next moment, Xiang Yang waded on the stone slab and scratched a full meter, plowing a gap that was two feet deep. Gravel and soil were mixed together and squeezed into powder. , this is just the force of the counter-shock, it can be seen that the strength of the three strikes just now is strong.

Shattering the tattered and shapeless black boots under his feet, Xiang Yang carried the knife case on his back, jumped lightly with his bare feet, and floated above the gate of the dungeon like riding a breeze, but instead looked down at Wanyan Bo.

The fingertips of Wan Yanbo's hands were abnormally dark red, which was caused by the combined attack of Xiangyang's four moves with the supreme claw skill and strength, and a little bit of blood was intercepted, his eyes were scarlet, and heavily Panting heavily, like a mad beast.

"Do you know? I hate this kind of blood, because of you, I actually want to use this power.

I swear, Wanyan Bo will impose the cruelest punishment in the world on you, making your life worse than death. "

Wanyan Bo squeezed out every word and every word from between his teeth, his rough voice was faintly like the ghosts of the Nine Nether Worlds, it was extremely resolute, either you die or I live.

As these words were spoken, the looming golden roc bird covering his body became more and more agile, with a wave of unruly, domineering, and death-defying thoughts mixed with Wanyan Bo's own amazing killing intent and rushed towards Xiang Yang, just like The storm is average.

Xiang Yang's complexion was as usual, with long golden hair dancing wildly, white, gold, and black rays of light in his eyes, ice seeds, Buddha seeds, and demon seeds intersected to dissolve the invisible.

"There is indeed a problem, blood, what is it? Could it be that the Ru Nie Feng family was accidentally contaminated by the blood of a strange beast?
Or, like Xu Fu, in pursuit of strength or longevity, he killed strange beasts and mixed them in his own blood? "

Ordinary people might look dazed when they hear Wan Yan Bo's nonsensical words, not knowing what's going on in the other party.

However, Xiang Yang had a big brain, and immediately thought of things related to blood, such as the other party's background, which should be extraordinary, and for various reasons, he hated his own background, or his father's family, or his mother's family.

And no matter which family it is, there should be a bloodline passed down from generation to generation, just like the crazy blood of the Nie Feng family, it has a unique power. Once it is used, it will explode with power beyond itself.

This made Xiang Yang also think. If there is such a high-level alien beast, or a divine beast, he can plan something.

In the future, when my martial arts are in place, I can also engage in a drama like Seven Warriors Slaying a Dragon. The Nine Transformations of the Silkworm can not only be integrated into the magic arts, but also the blood can be tried. At that time, the skill will be greatly increased, the longevity will be endless, and I will have enough confidence to go Explore martial arts without limits.

However, what the other party said violated Xiang Yang's taboo, regardless of how much pain Wanyan Bo himself had, and what bitterness and hatred he had, since he hated himself so much and shouted so loudly, he couldn't be kind today.

In my mind, I suppressed my random thoughts, those just now were just flashes of inspiration, and now that the enemy is at hand, I don't want to think about what I have or what I don't have. .

Xiang Yang's expression became more serious. Although the murderous look in his eyes was deep and restrained, it was like fine wine in a cellar, becoming more mellow and lingering in the aftertaste.

The right hand behind the back is bent, with the palm facing the sky. Between the concealment, the true energy in the dantian swims along the meridians, and a water ball-shaped energy of indeterminate shape rises slowly from the palm of the hand, and the aura of heaven and earth is also slowly being absorbed. Ingesting it and enhancing its power is exactly three points of vitality.

This skill is still one of several tyrannical killer moves controlled by Xiang Yang's project. Not only is it powerful, it once beat Tang Wuyi's Xiao Tian Shen Jue first-hand, and it has full potential. It may become Xiang Yang's way of training Qi in the future One of the poles of the ultimate quest.

"To die."

Wanyan Bo let out a roar with red eyes, like an eagle howling and an ape crying, a layer of Gang Qi as hard as a diamond spread out, lifted the solid floor of the entire small square of the dungeon, and turned it into powder, and the strong wind swept across, like a tenth-level typhoon Advent.

A series of sword-like feathers unfolded from the Jinpeng Fa phase outside the body, becoming more and more miraculous.

There is also the ringing body of the golden sword ringing endlessly.

"Three points return to vitality."

Xiang Yang yelled in his heart. It would be boring if he didn't yell for this skill, but in order to conceal the surprise attack, he couldn't really yell, so he could only live it in his heart.

The vitality in his hand was suddenly thrown towards Wanyan Bo, who was about to make a big move, and the three-point return to the vitality was pushed horizontally while turning. During the process, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously filled in to increase its power. It seemed to expand a hundred times in an instant, and the big water ball was round and round. , but the power is earth-shattering.

Under the blow of the three-point Gui Yuan Qi, the condensed solid energy, which crushed the hard board like powder, was blasted in an instant.

Wanyan Bo instinctively felt a death crisis, the hairs on his body stood up, his light green curly hair swayed from side to side, it was the first time in his life that he felt this way, the shadow of death was pressing on his heart, thick as fog, and he couldn't drive it away scattered.

(End of this chapter)