The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 777 Breaking the Sea
The Suppressing Demon Knife Box behind him kept making noises, but the evil sword intent inside was bursting out, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He wanted to fight side by side with his master.

However, Xiang Yang just stood in the middle of the undulating river with his hands down, looking up at the young man in white, Chu Canglan, his eyes were like lightning, and he asked for advice on the third trick with a shocking resoluteness. force.

Rong Xi and others knew that Xiang Yang was going to compete with Chu Canglan with his pure strength without resorting to foreign objects, and the winner was determined. He was extremely imposing, and he was worthy of being a rising talent in Yongzhou.

Only the ghost-handed dragon mother shook her head and sighed softly, still young and energetic, in fact, the magic weapon is also a manifestation of her own strength, if she does not have that talent and ability, how can she communicate with the spirituality of the magic weapon?

"Okay, Xiang Yang of Yongzhou, remember, the one who killed you is Chu Canglan of Dongda Xueling. Every year on this day, I will sacrifice a cup of sake for you."

Chu Canglan said calmly and solemnly, and suddenly opened his arms, turned his palms outwards, and slowly drew circles in front of him, big circles and small circles, big circles and small circles, with many phantoms, unfolding at one point, collapsing at the same point, bringing people Palpitations of depression.

Ordinary people can't see it, but everyone innate can feel it. Between Chu Canglan's hands, there is a steady stream of spiritual energy blending into it from the sky and the earth, gradually deriving a majestic and irresistible force.

The spiritual energy on that day came down from the great sun that existed since ancient times, like a golden waterfall gushing down, carrying the mighty masculinity, dispelling all the filthy and filthy righteous and strong yang energy.

The aura on the ground is the unfailing energy of primordial water transmitted from the vast East China Sea and permeated in the extreme east. Bits of it are like beads, grains like crystals, like fine sand flowing, rising to the sky and falling into Chu Canglan's body. hands.

Chu Canglan is a direct disciple of Dongda Xueling, and everyone expected that the Yinhanshui martial arts are powerful, but no one has ever thought that he is so proficient in the Yang attribute martial arts, and his level of cultivation is not low.

"Currently, Taoist Jinwu has the highest achievement in Yang genus martial arts in the Far East, and what Chu Canglan used should be the Ten Days Burning Heaven Kungfu practiced by Taoist Jinwu.

It's just that Taoist Jinwu has a weird temper and a withdrawn nature. He has never been born, so how could he pass on this martial art to Chu Canglan? "

Inside the black-covered boat, the thin-faced man suddenly stood up from the stern, his eyes full of horror and bewilderment, even though he couldn't get used to Chu Canglan, he still knew the terror of this young man in white at this time.

In the extreme east, the two holy lands of martial arts are indeed in the same sky, regardless of height, but it does not mean that there are no masters among the people, Jinwu Taoist is a first-class strong man, and he has reached the last step in terms of cultivation , and even entering the realm of heaven and man is very possible.

Taoist Jinwu is so good, so what he practiced is naturally a first-class divine skill, which is known as burning the sky in ten days and cremating the world, which is no less than the divine skills of the two holy places.

Right now, Chu Canglan absorbs the energy of the bright sun and blazing sun above the nine heavens, which is the work of Ten Sun Burning Heaven Kung Fu.

You must know that there are so many martial arts based on yin and yang, water and fire in the world, and it is only because of the level of intention of martial arts that there are differences between upper and lower.

Undoubtedly, the way of yin and yang and the energy of water and fire that Chu Canglan cultivated are all based on the most profound magical skills, and the power they erupt must be beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts.

High above the sky, the air surged like waves, rising one after another, dispelling the clouds and calming the strong wind. Wave after wave of pressure descended from the sky, making people breathless.

At this moment, Chu Canglan's slender body suddenly grew tens of millions of times. His two palms were shining brightly, and his right hand was blazing with flames, as if holding a big sun, filled with endless light and heat.

The frost on the left hand is condensed, and the dew is like the moon. The brilliance is brilliant and silver, shining for hundreds of miles, almost as bright as the bright sun.

In the sky, Chu Canglan waved his arms, like a giant in the starry sky, slowly pushing Lieyang and Lengyue closer from hundreds of millions of miles away.

One yang, one yin, one fire, one water, with mysterious mighty power gathered between Chu Canglan's chest and arms.

The golden light and the silver light are entangled and repelled, resisting each other, the sound of crackling lightning strikes, and slowly achieve fusion and complementarity, which is the so-called harmony of yin and yang, mutual assistance of water and fire, to achieve an endless perfection. realm.

This is pure qigong power with no moves, no changes, and once born, it will be full of wind and clouds and majestic.

The three-point return to vitality that Xiang Yang is best at is also a kind of qigong power, but if compared with Chu Canglan at this time, it is nothing more than a small witch.

Seeing this shocking scene, everyone ran away one after another. The power of this move is probably already at the limit of innateness.

What's more, all kinds of things that sound complicated are just a momentary act in reality. Chu Canglan's fertilization and momentum were completed within a moment of breathing.

The strong wind paved the surface, and the pressure was like a mountain. Xiang Yang squinted his eyes, and couldn't help being pushed down nearly half a foot long.

However, the wet wood under his feet dispelled the water waves and still carried Xiang Yang firmly.

Xiang Yang didn't draw his sword, but just took a deep breath, just like the breathing of ordinary people, but this breath is more earth-shattering than snow and wind, and longer than sea and stone.

Sucking, sucking, the long suction force is like an ancient dragon whale, swallowing the sky and the earth.

The bones are creaking, the body is expanding and changing, and the blood in the whole body is like the Yangtze River, rushing and roaring.

In all directions of the body, endless undercurrents are aroused, and above the river, small eddies spin out one by one, spewing out the essence of spiritual energy for Xiang Yang to drive.

The original bright eyes became more and more dimmer, as if the originally sunny and sunny day was covered by dark clouds, and the rumbling sound flashed blue thunderbolts behind Xiang Yang.

He raised his right hand, using his palm as a knife, the light of the knife suddenly appeared, and rose into the night.

Water and fire help each other, and the resulting destructive power falls from the sky, as if someone punched a gap in the nine heavens, and the Milky Way falls, with an unstoppable momentum, destroying the mighty power of the common people.

On the surface of the river, Xiang Yang slashed out with a knife in his hand, dimly forming a shadow, and suddenly burst out with unparalleled sword intent and strength, and charged towards the sky.

Surging and surging, vast and surging, as if a tsunami tore apart the heavens and the earth, drowning and devouring everything.

This knife even aroused the spirit of the East China Sea in the dark. The East China Sea outside the extreme east was high tide, and the waves of water and white waves rushed towards the coast in an endless stream.

This time the collision was ten or twenty times more intense than the previous one.

Within a thousand meters, there was a loud bang, and the sound waves spread. Ordinary mortals fell down and fell into a coma after hearing the sound. Thousands of people were not spared.

All those whose cultivation had not reached the innate level were all impacted by a strange force, their true qi ran out of control, and they vomited blood incessantly.

Congenital masters are also mentally disordered, their souls are in turmoil, as if they are squeezed by two thick walls, and they are suffering more and more.

The light in Xiang Yang's eyes became dimmer, and suddenly he coughed up a trace of blood, and the arm that was used as a knife also burst open, and the blood gushed out like a spring, staining his clothes red.

The next moment, with a loud roar, the saber energy broke through the destructive force like a dark cloud, and struck like a comet, dragging its long tail and slashing towards Chu Canglan, who was also vomiting blood and terrified.

A generation of Tianjiao will not only be defeated by Xiang Yang, but also die by his knife.

(End of this chapter)