The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 789
Xiang Yang's Tianshuang fist reveals its true energy. Even without the blessing of spiritual energy, it is still a first-class fierce boxing technique. .

Facing this punch, Ningxue's oval face was instantly pale as paper, her eyes were terrified, but she still showed unyielding, she came forward with a vicious look as if she was about to bite Xiang Yang.

And just as Ningxue gave it a go, a steady stream of power suddenly surged out of her body, icy cold, icy cold, fierce, with a strong murderous intent, as the skin on Ningxue's body was stimulated by the strong wind , running endlessly, and released with the help of Ningxue's body.

There was a bang, as if a bomb had been dropped on the spot, and suddenly a huge wave of soil about ten feet long was shot at the junction of the fists and palms of the two. pink.

The power is transmitted, and it is released on the water of Lei Ze Lake not far away, shooting several water columns with a height of several feet.

With this palm, it was impossible for Xiang Yang to be knocked back three steps. He stepped down and stepped on a foot-deep crater.

The expression on her face was uncertain, how could a little girl with mediocre palm skills and a weak cultivation level send out such a solid and terrifying palm force?

And Ningxue even flew upside down more than ten meters, spitting blood, the originally playful and lovely bun burst out with the clouds, and the blue hair scattered like a waterfall, lining the whole person with a thrilling and morbid beauty.

Seeing that Ningxue was only slightly injured, everyone in Daxueling breathed a sigh of relief, a dozen or so disciples jumped out and stood in front of the woman, looking at Xiang Yang vigilantly.

The next moment, an inexplicable tyrannical aura changed the face of the situation, and a majestic and vast aura that swept the nine heavens and ten places came from a distant place.

The billowing white light flicked across, dragging its long tail, leaving a trace in the air that ran for hundreds of miles, and fell in the middle of the people fighting in Lei Ze Bund in an instant, gently hugging the girl who flew out.

This is a man of indeterminate age, with a green robe and a jade crown, his temples are frost-white, but his skin is more delicate and full of vitality than that of a twenty-eight girl.

His eyes are blue, like willow branches swaying in the wind in spring, and seem to hide a vast ocean whose depth cannot be clearly seen. He is majestic and majestic, and there is a domineering aura of controlling the universe and turning the clouds and rains in every gesture.

The moment they saw this person, all Xue Ling's disciples bowed down at the same time, in unison.

Their expressions were serious and excited, their bodies trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of admiration and reverence, as if they were worshiping a real god.

The remaining three elders and the seven innate disciples also closed their hands appropriately, and retreated behind the man in turn, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their hands, and lost the prestige and arrogance of innate masters in their rigidity.

Xiang Yang and the five guessed the man's identity almost instantly.

With such an imposing manner, such majesty, this group of people behaved like this, except for the Xueling Mountain Man, they would not think of anyone else.

Daxueling is a very interesting force. It not only pays attention to the inheritance from generation to generation, but also is willing to accept outsiders, study each other, and learn martial arts. It can be said that it is inclusive of all rivers.

In such a force, only those who can beat the crowd with skills are qualified to be the burden of the Daxueling mountain man, so needless to say, this person's martial arts must be unimaginably tyrannical.

What made Xiang Yang's five faces change wildly was that they vaguely felt an aura very similar to Master Liuyin from this person.

His primordial spirit seems to be able to leave the body at any time, existing between the heaven and the earth, and merging into the void.

His true energy doesn't seem to be limited to the body. With a single thought, he can turn this vast Lei Ze into a glacier, changing the nature of his spiritual energy, almost like a god.

The post-acquired state is the innate state, and after the innate state is the state of emptiness, which is the so-called comprehension of heaven and man, and cultivation of Taoism. Xueling Shanweng has actually achieved this step. The nineteen states are also the small group of people whose cultivation is unrivaled.

Kuang Du and Yan Qiu's faces were ugly, so gloomy that they could drip water, their eyes flickered in anxiety, as if they were thinking about the way out, maybe handing over the Fountain of Life was a good choice.

After all, they have already taken some, and taking it again in a short period of time can only be used for healing.

Wanyan Bo slowly stroked the Lan Jinpeng claw in his hand, and he was also worried about his confidence. He didn't know how this person would treat them. If he could, he was also willing to give the fountain of life as a bargaining chip for his life.

Ghost Hand Luang Po is the same as before, her face is serene, and her delicate face is calm with a jade luster, making it impossible to guess what she is thinking.

Xiang Yang felt as heavy as a heavy stone in his heart, and at the same time, his blood was gradually burning up. It seemed that he had a new idea to challenge this snowy mountain man.

He never thought of using the fountain of life to buy his life, because it was impossible in reality.

He once broke Chu Canglan's invincible momentum, and reduced a generation of arrogance to grass chickens. He lost his halo and pride, which was tantamount to cutting off the saplings that this person had worked so hard to cultivate.

It was also because he shot and killed an elder from Daxueling. The opponent's martial arts were good, and he was obviously a respectable figure in Daxueling.

It's also because the woman he almost killed just now may have an inexplicable relationship with this mountain man. The two are similar in appearance, and they may have a lot of blood relationship.

Combining all kinds of things, Xiang Yang knew that he might die this time. Not only was it the most dangerous and difficult moment in his life, but he was even weaker because he was unprepared.

It was different from when he was hunted down by Bai Jiantao. At that time, he had expected it a long time ago, so he was full of confidence, and he took the lead in collecting magic weapons to fight against evil. Even if he was temporarily defeated, he could flee to protect himself.

But this time is different, he never knew that this person came so fast, and the martial arts of the other party is not comparable to that of Bai Jiantao.

"Ningxue, are you alright?"

The man held the girl in his arms, and asked with concern, with a gentle voice, like a kind old father.

And the girl's answer also confirmed Xiang Yang's guess,
"Father, Uncle Liu died, he was the one who killed him, and brother Chu, he's lost his mind now, he seems to be a different person, it's also his fault, you must not let him go."

When the girl saw this man, she wrapped her arms around the other's arm, with tears in her eyes filled with grievance, and resorted to one of the highest magic skills in ancient and modern times to find the parents.

The conditions for practicing this martial art are extraordinary and extremely harsh, and the premise is that one has an elder who is invincible in martial arts.

In addition, you have to be favored by yourself.

Obviously, Xueling Shanweng's martial arts are of course powerful, probably not inferior to Liuyin.

His love for his daughter is probably also extraordinary.

It wasn't until he saw that the Xueling Mountain Weng might have marched into the Supreme Heaven and Man, that Xiang Yang realized that the palm just now was a part of the power of the Xueling Mountain Weng to hide on his daughter. It will burst out and save my daughter's life.

So Xiang Yang gathered his skills in an instant, but there was an evil voice behind him. Once the opponent made a move, he would not stand still.

(End of this chapter)