The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 822 Unparalleled Swordsman

The Great Elder and others were still thinking about guessing the origin, marveling at the sharpness and strength of this sword, just because they were already powerless, their true energy was exhausted, and whether they lived or died, they couldn't help themselves.

Xiang Yang, who faced the sword directly, was different. When the killing sword struck, the soul gave a warning, and his mind was empty, leaving only the most primitive fighting instinct and the infinite pride to break the sword.

Holding Que Xie's arm back to his chest in an unbelievable curled angle, the arm is like a soft tendon, and the knife is on the side of the waist.

Ning Ran's eyes were closed the moment the other party sent the saber, the wind blew past, causing the black hair to flutter in front of his eyes, and he squeezed in front of the boots, piled up a small snow bag.

His breathing almost stopped, his energy was almost gone, it seemed to disappear from the space between heaven and earth, only when the sword energy burst towards him like fireworks, he exhaled suddenly and slashed.

This cut is the ultimate speed, because maybe it is not just one cut, but thousands of swordsmanship combined by one cut, which transcends time and space, how fast the heart is, and how fast the knife is .

This cut is the ultimate power, because the inner pure qi has already made a sound like waves, one after another, rising one after another, endlessly, Xiang Yang has been reborn many times, experienced two silkworm transformations, The foundation of many adventures appeared again.

This cut is a perfect fusion of speed and strength, saber technique and saber intent.

The sword technique is perfect, because the divine sword cuts [-]%, the sky, the earth, and the universe, have exhausted the mastery of the sword technique and the way of change, and no sword technique can match it.

The Sword Intent covers the nature of the sky and is a true sword of gods and demons created by Chi You, one of the most powerful gods in history.

What's even more rare is that the saber techniques of the gods and demons are performed by divine soldiers and humans as powerful as gods and demons.

The sword light, which is more glaring than all the sword lights, suddenly appeared, circles of sword energy bloomed like peacocks spreading their tails, the azure blue sword energy was the same as the appearance of Quexie, spreading from Xiang Yang's body in all directions, just like the full-bodied The murderous blood crystal sword energy collided.

The sound of ding ding ding resounded all over Daxue Ridge in no time, interweaving into a music with ups and downs, ups and downs, twists and turns, from which one can hear death, the natural universe, demons, gods, and more. Silent battle.

The sword of death and the knife of nature have composed a music theory that no ordinary person can comprehend even after all their hard work.

And hidden under the sound of nature, there are loud explosions and explosive sounds, as well as a mind-to-heart confrontation that is hard to see in the dark.

The saber and sword aura disappeared, without damaging the appearance of the snowy mountain, but the remaining power burst out, just a trace of saber aura, a ray of sword aura, could cut ten thousand catties of boulders into mud.

It is cut into stone mud instead of blasted into stone powder. This is an even more unimaginable power and realm than the latter. At least the people in Xueling can no longer understand such saber and sword energy.

And every time the sword qi is annihilated, it will also drive the small demon curse engraved on the sword body to twist like a snake and shoot towards Xiang Yang. mud pills.

This also made Xiang Yang's brows turn into a thick black mist, as if he had given birth to an amazing monster.

Seeing this scene, he was so dazed by the shocking blow of the two of them that the Great Elder who had just recovered felt a chill in his heart, and Xiang Yang might still be tricked.

"Hahaha, Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang, you are indeed an eternal talent, rare in the world.

I gathered together Daxueling, the holy land of martial arts, and the sword demon to kill swords together, and I can't do anything to you, but how can you break the curse of the inner demon? "

Chu Canglan was bounced back into the air by the majestic force of the collision of the sword's air, turned a few times, and then slowly floated to the ground with his hands behind his back.

His right hand was trembling all the time, and a long scratch on the fingertip was revealed, almost breaking the phalanx, but no blood flowed out, because the blood in it had already dried up with the flow of Asura's blood sword.

Chu Canglan was laughing, laughing maniacally, laughing like crazy, the physical pain could not cover up his spiritual joy and satisfaction at all, he was refreshed, he felt as if he had become immortal.

How delightful it is to kill Xiang Yang, who has unlimited potential and is enough to prove the Tao.

Of course he can be complacent, because right now he is sure of winning.

In terms of strength alone, he is not as good as Xiang Yang, and it is even more impossible for him to be the opponent of the magic sword Quxie. Even if he has gathered two great accomplishments, the body of the two, the background of the two lives, is still not as good as Xiang Yang.

However, in terms of the application of Yuanshen Yiyi, the heart demon lineage is really at its peak. Once the heart demon casts a small curse, it has already surpassed the scope of martial arts, making it impossible to guard against.

Xiang Yang turned his wrist and leaned his body, but pointed at Chu Canglan with the tip of the evil knife, with a smile on his face, a faint smile, very reserved, but also full of irony.

There is still a thick layer of black mist floating between his brows, filled with all kinds of negative thoughts, emotions, desires, selfish distractions, good and bad, these are the most poisonous and filthy places in the world.

However, his aura was getting higher and higher, and every breath passed, it seemed that he was experiencing a kind of improvement that Chu Canglan could not understand, it was so huge, so subtle, and so miraculous.

At the end, Xiang Yang's whole body seemed to be glowing, and the black mist between his brows gradually changed inconceivably with this sacred light.

It swelled and shrunk twice, and after seven times, it turned into a dripping black round seed, embedded in Xiang Yang's eyebrows, and in the primordial spirit, triggering another golden and white color.

As the three-color light flashed, Xiang Yang's breathing became weaker and weaker, but the realm of the whole person climbed again and again.

However, with a whistling sound from the Xie Dao, a powerful spirit of divine edge erupted, and the snowy ridge under his feet seemed unable to withstand the powerful force, cracking and spreading...

Until the huge Ziyunfeng split a ten-meter-wide moat, the mountain peak was divided into two, gravel rolled down, ice and snow poured down, and the sky and the earth fell, making a loud noise.

Xiang Yang's eyes are sometimes crazy like a demon, sometimes cold like a pure monk, sometimes compassionate like a savior, and finally return to plainness and simplicity.

With the beginning of the change, seeing Xiang Yang's mockery, Chu Canglan already had an ominous premonition in his heart, until the other party digested and devoured the power gathered by the inner demon's little curse and fed back to himself, which made him even more frightened.

It was the first time that I felt fear, dread, fear, and even showed it to the outside, and I couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Terrible person, Chu Canglan couldn't figure out how the other party broke his inner demon's little curse, and directly devoured it for his own use, and even more couldn't figure out why the other party had such a divine skill, no, demonic skill.

I don't understand, I don't understand, Chu Canglan doesn't care, the experience is not important, the result is the most important, since this trick won't cost you money, what he has to think about is the way out.

The young man in front of him is no longer something he can deal with. As long as he fully recovers to his peak state, he can probably overwhelm him.

Probably, maybe, maybe, it represents a variable, uncertain, because Chu Canglan really can't see through the other party's bottom.

(End of this chapter)