The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 792

Xiang Yang didn't know that Xueling Shanweng had a love for talents in his heart. He was still accumulating strength and momentum. He had no second chance, only one blow.

He received the task reward from the wordless book, and the landslides and storms of the Seven Great Limits were instilled in his mind, bursting out a little bit of aura, which strengthened his already extremely deep understanding and attainment of aura.

Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, Xiang Yang's body surface suddenly flashed a layer of electric sparks, from shallow to deep, from surface to inner, from weak to strong, and finally even the whole body was wrapped in a layer of lightning.

The ground under his feet was cracking, and the hard pebbles were smashed into pieces by the electric force, rumbling like an earthquake.

The Lei Ze Great Lake behind him changed from the original calm to the turbulent waves, rolling up again and again, slapping the Bund again and again, and turning back and forth again and again, accumulating stronger and stronger strength.

Xiang Yang did not use the Sea Breaking of the Seven Great Limits, because although this move is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Xueling Shanweng. Even with the blessing of Lei Ze Moisture, it is very likely to lose.

Not to mention the landslides and storms obtained just now, not to mention the power, just by not having enough time to penetrate, it is absolutely impossible to exert a stronger power than Breaking the Sea.

What he used was the Thunderbolt that he had created in the five years in the Illusionary Realm, and based on the thunder energy of the wedding dress magic skill, he used the power of the primordial spirit to stir up the frenzy of thunder in this world.

If the thunder energy in the normal plain area is ten units, then on the edge of Lei Ze, this range will be expanded by a thousand times, ten thousand times, or even tens of millions of times.

Endless and dense as sea water, it hangs down from the nine heavens and spreads over the entire Lei Ze Lake. As soon as Xiang Yang thought, more than a hundred bolts of lightning burst out, and thunderbolts were like fire, hitting the surface of Lei Ze Lake.

Xiantian is a realm with infinite possibilities. This world is like a sea of ​​thunder, and it is a great help for Xiang Yang who is practicing the magic of wedding dress.

Pfft, Xiang Yang's body surface was violently burned, and the furious thunder and lightning showed a scorched black color, and the skin cracked vaguely, but no blood flowed out.

Black blood spewed out from the mouth, and when it hit the ground, it seemed like a ball of iron hit the ground, crackling and bursting into a ten-deep crater.

Xueling Shanweng's complexion changed wildly, and he cursed inwardly for a lunatic, he actually detonated Lei Zebian's aura here, this person has put life and death aside.

"Go, take Ningxue with you, go fast, the farther the better."

Xueling Mountain Man said to the elders and disciples behind him, with a little finger, he left a little power of primordial spirit between the eyebrows of the girl Ningxue. Although he is conceited, he is not arrogant.

Maybe he can take over Xiang Yang's blow with the power of a magic soldier, the spirit of Lei Ze, combined with his life's cultivation, but he may not be able to protect his disciples, his beloved daughter, so they have to leave here.

In fact, Xueling Shanweng could make a move a long time ago, but he is also waiting. Except for the real despicable villains, every warrior is always full of curiosity and adventurous spirit.

He is no stranger to Lei Ze, but he has never thought of confronting Lei Ze. Maybe this time, with the help of this young man, he can fulfill his long-cherished wish.

The furious Lei Ze is a demon god of destruction, with boundless power that no one can resist.

And after being manipulated by this young man, such destructive power may be manipulated, but because people have limits, it becomes somewhat exhausted, and it is no longer so terrifying and difficult to resist.

Hearing Xueling Shanweng's words, those Xueling elders and disciples were all shocked, they didn't think that the young man with the knife had such martial arts, which made the Shanweng pay attention to him.

Ningxue was not worried. In her mind, her father was a god, a god who could not be defeated. The reason why she let them leave was that she might not be able to take care of them, so she obediently followed the crowd.

It's just that before he left, he looked at Xiang Yang bitterly, but it was a pity that he couldn't see this dog thief being killed by his father.

Xiang Yang's man, Quexie Knife, and the entire Lei Ze world have been completely integrated into one body. His body has become a container to carry Lei Ze's boundless thunder energy, and his will and soul have become the hub to control the thunder energy.

He coughed more and more heavily, but his aura became thicker and stronger. The thunder energy in his body was deliberately compressed and transformed, and gradually sharpened into a sharp edge, sharp and domineering.

"Thunder."

Finally, Xiang Yang could no longer bear the boundless pain and pressure, and swung the evil knife in his hand fiercely.

In an instant, the shadow of the knife was heavy, filling the entire world, the energy of the knife was like a waterfall, and the power of thunder turned into a thunder dragon roaring out.

The Lei Ze Lake behind is full of whirlpools, thunderbolts are densely covered, and the dark clouds in the sky are gathered, gloomy, reflecting the vividness of Thunder Dragon.

Dragon horns, binoculars, dragon whiskers, four legs, and armor, everything is vivid, it is the most perfect and incredible harmonious combination of thunder energy and saber energy.

And at every moment, the thunder dragon is still expanding and expanding, the dragon's head is like a mountain, swallowing rivers and swallowing rivers with its mouth open, under the breath, hundreds of millions of thunder lights burst into the sky.

After Xiang Yang hit this blow, the dantian in the body burst, and the meridians were cut off inch by inch. The cracked skin and epidermis seemed like a vase full of textures, which would shatter at the touch of a touch.

His viscera have melted, his body is dying, and it seems that he will die in the next second.

"This knife is not the Seven Great Limits, it is better than the Seven Great Limits. I don't know how powerful it is compared to the rumored Purple Thunder Seven Strikes. I'm afraid it is even worse than it?"

Xiang Yang slashed out with a knife, which was so powerful that even if there was a thousand-meter master in front of him, he would be flattened by him.

Just this single knife, Xiang Yang is enough to fall into a miracle in the history of martial arts. With his innate ability to perform such an incredible powerful move, there may be no one before, and there may be no one after.

This requires a divine weapon that carries such vast power, a space where the aura of heaven and earth accumulates so powerfully, a unique and supreme divine man who can last for thousands of years, and a heart that sees death as home.

Facing this knife, Xueling Shanweng was like facing an evenly matched or even stronger master. With his state of mind, he was actually afraid, which is very inconceivable.

Put your hands together, pinch the Yin Jue, a ray of icy energy in the palm of your hand emanates from nothing in an instant, spreads, and the bitter cold current turns the thunder energy between the surroundings into cold air to wrap around the body.

With one hand pointing together, the fingertips are like swords, at one point, the wind blows and the snow drifts, and an endless circling and dancing storm of ice and snow bursts towards the thunder dragon.

The speed of the thunder dragon's bursting charge is slowing down, getting slower and slower, the eyes, beard, and mouth of the thunder dragon seem to be covered with a layer of frosty white.

The Frozen Soul Sword's "Snow Torture Wind Taste" was used by Xueling Shanweng, and its power was a hundred times more powerful than Chu Canglan's day.

This blow freezes space, time, soul, body, and sword energy surges like a river, colliding with and canceling out the sword energy in Thunder Dragon, and there is a shocking loud noise from hundreds of miles away , as if God was showing his power, making people tremble.

The next moment, a force capable of destroying everything pushed Xiang Yang back into Lei Ze Lake, holding Que Xie tightly in his hands. The moment he fell into the lake, he closed his eyes, and all the true energy in the wedding dress in his body turned into a golden glow. Heavenly silkworm energy, densely covering the whole body.

With a thud, Xiang Yang was instantly submerged by the lake, and the thunder flashed, as if he had been beaten into powder and died without a whole body.

All that was left behind was the mighty power from the Thunderbolt Slash to collide with the Xueling Mountain Weng.

But I don't know when, the jade crown on the Xueling Mountain Man's head has been shattered, his hair is disheveled, and there is blood flowing out from between the seven orifices, he is miserable like a beggar...

(End of this chapter)