The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 776 Breakthrough
Xiang Yang's thinking was also affected by a chill that pierced his soul. At the time of recalling the sword 23, Chu Canglan had already been blasted down with a fierce and domineering sword energy, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the divine pillar collapsed.

The originally hidden and contained sword energy erupted faster, fiercer, and stronger. In the fierce and powerful breath, there was arrogance and domineering that destroyed everything.

And under this domineering sword energy, there are people whose bodies, souls, and spaces are frozen by Bing Po Jin.

Rongxi and the others were horrified in their eyes, and couldn't bear to look directly at Xiang Yang, for fear of seeing the most outstanding swordsman in Yongzhou being turned into flesh by the sword energy and dying under Chu Canglan's sword.

Xiang Yang's heart was beating violently, thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-like-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-like-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-like-blood-energy-like-blood-qi-flow-like-flow-like-flow-like-river-like-river-like-river-like-river-like-the-cold-air-force-fluttering-on-the-body-surface. His drooping hands moved slightly.

The next moment, a majestic sword light shot straight towards Xiaohan from Xiang Yang's body, and there was a sudden sound of the sword, with repeated echoes, shaking away the cold air that had pervaded the entire river.

The glaciers under his feet were disintegrating, the ice beads thousands of meters away were melting, and the icy wind and snow all over the sky were also swept away, leaving only the brilliance of the sword energy, rushing straight down with an indomitable momentum.

Xiang Yang's eyes became brighter, his hair, his eyebrows, his eyes, mouth, nose and ears, and the pores all over his body, all shot out the knife energy as small as particles, and the clothes on his body swelled instantly.

Gathering sand into a tower, gathering armpits into fur, tens of thousands of small saber qi gathered together, directly spread and turned into ten feet, and a majestic sword shadow more than a hundred feet long shot out, stretching between the sky and the earth.

The sword shadow collided with the sword shadow, and the sword energy and sword energy bombarded each other, flashing electric sparks like thunderstorms, stretching for hundreds of meters,
Suddenly, the sword energy dissipated, the ice and snow melted, and the turbulent wind subsided slowly.

Under Xiang Yang's magical saber aura, the cold sky, ice soul sword, Xue Fengtao, which was hailed as an invincible move by Bixiazhuang and Daxueling, came to an abrupt end.

Chu Canglan, a young man in white, swooped down with a sword, but the sudden sword energy was frustrated, his body was shaken by the knife energy, and he was thrown high. The splashes disappeared without a trace.

"impossible."

The three words rumbled like the sound of thunder, reverberating in mid-air, and could be heard for miles.

For the first time, the handsome boy showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. This kind of surprise has rarely been seen since he was 13 years old, but now it comes out of instinct.

He had guessed that this master would try his best to take over the ghostly sword that he used, which was how much he valued the opponent.

But after doing this, the other party is bound to suffer serious wear and tear, and the whole person is exhausted, so it is impossible to take his last move.

However, Chu Canglan never imagined that the other party would wait for him to gather this sword to its peak, and his fighting spirit and combat power climbed to such a level, and then hit him head-on, and even smashed his sword with a destructive posture. broken.

This kind of martial arts is only used by a master with a small mastery of the soul?He couldn't believe it, so he blurted out impossible, something he shouldn't have said.

Not only did he not dare to believe it, but among the experts present, who would dare to believe it?
The people who know Xiang Yang best are Rongxi, Wanyan Bo, Kuangdu, and Yanqiu, who have personally witnessed his fight with Tang Wuyi.

But because of this, it is even more strange and unbelievable.

A person's improvement speed should not be so fast, even after experiencing the fierce competition of equal strength, after the potential is stimulated, it should move like a gurgling water, nourishing day and night, and slowly improving.

It's not like a huge wave like now, coming out in an instant, and the speed of improvement is not a thousand miles in a day, but flying directly into outer space on a rocket.

Maybe a rare adventure can make people have such a promotion, but Xiang Yang doesn't have that time at all, because after the three-war agreement, the interval between meeting with everyone to find the fountain of life is too short.

Because it is impossible, everyone finds it strange and unbelievable. This completely violates the normal speed of progress that a normal master should have.

Only Xiang Yang's face remained the same, his expression unchanged, as if he had done a trivial thing, and he didn't take a breath.

He is a rare martial arts genius, and after five years of accumulation in the Illusory Secret Realm, he has painstakingly studied martial arts and created martial arts. It can be said that he has a profound foundation and is comparable to others.

And Breaking the Sea of ​​the Seven Great Limits is like a key to a treasure chest. It completely turns this foundation into his strength, and his combat strength is soaring, which seems normal to him.

Breaking through the sea, the sword is as powerful as the sea. Not only is the understanding and application of the sword energy miraculous, surpassing what ordinary people think, but also its analysis of the aura of heaven and earth is incomparable to that of heaven and man.

Right now, he does not show his whereabouts in his moves, and his sword skills are unconstrained, but in fact, every move and style must have the shadow of breaking the sea.

This is the power of the seven great limits of swallowing the sky and destroying the earth, crossing the worlds of gods and humans, and it can also be called the power of the invincible swordsmanship.

Xiang Yang asked himself that his progress could be regarded as quite satisfactory at best, not too exaggerated.

"This man is so strong, I'm afraid Chu Canglan will be hit hard."

The thin-faced man pushes the boat board with both hands, his legs are half exposed, and the soles of his feet are stepping on the river water, looking at Xiang Yang from a distance.

The divine light in his eyes was transparent, as if he saw a magic knife standing between the heaven and the earth, and various forces were blending and tempering, gradually sharpening the edge.

Its sharp edge is so dazzling that it makes people cry, and they can't help avoiding their faces, not daring to look directly at them.

Compared with Chu Canglan's unique blessings, amazing luck, and the help of heaven and earth, what the thin-faced man admires even more is Xiang Yang's strong man who attributes his great power to himself and believes in power to break fate.

"Not necessarily, besides Daxueling's martial arts, Chu Canglan also has other adventures. Since he has made a three-stroke agreement, he will definitely not let go of his embarrassing, last move.
He is bound to use all his strength, maybe we can see the flaws in his martial arts from it. "

The red-clothed man's eyeliner is blackened, his eyes are full of brilliance, and there are occasional flashes of astonishing spiritual light in his thoughts, which are actually inspired by the battle between Chu Canglan and Xiang Yang, and he has gained a lot.

Not only the man in red and the thin-faced man, Yan Qiu and others also benefited a lot from it, and each has their own gains.

The two moves were no more than two-handed from beginning to end, but the wisdom of martial arts, the principles of martial arts, the participation in the study and use of power, and the huge momentum they created were unmatched by ordinary masters with thousands of moves.

This is the gap between pure strength and level.

"What's your name?"

Chu Canglan, dressed in white to win over the snow, stepped on the waves, stood in the air, and suddenly opened his mouth to ask, with regret on his face.

When he was in the extreme east, he met young masters, and there was hardly a single enemy.

Even if there is, as long as the Hantian Ice Soul Sword is released, the heroes will bow their heads like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, vulnerable to a single blow.

Xiang Yang is a young man in the true sense, who can break his two moves with pure strength.

As for the third move, he will definitely use all his strength to kill this person. Shouldn't it be a pity that such a master died in his hands?

"Xiang Yang of Yongzhou, ask for advice on the third move."

(End of this chapter)