The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 823

Elder Xueling's eyes almost popped out, staring at Xiang Yang, his eyes full of puzzlement and doubts, how could he be unscathed and make great progress?Could it be that he was born a god?
"Heart demon, heart demon, self-reversal heart demon, practice the magic formula, and you will no longer be disturbed by internal and external demons, even the vast and boundless demon nature accumulated in the evil knife is still for me to use. The mantra is nothing more than a merit for promotion."

Xiang Yang's achievements in martial arts throughout his life lie in the nine transformations of silkworms, in the congenital wedding dress, in the realm of the Dao of the Sword that turns the complexity into simplicity, and also in the way of cultivating demons and primordial spirits created by himself.

It can be said that this martial art was born out of the lineage of inner demons, and it restrains the lineage of inner demons. It is incredible in the eyes of others, but in fact, it is a very normal performance for Xiang Yang himself.

"It's rude to come and not to go, devil, you also take me to a landslide."

Xiang Yang no longer regards the other party as Chu Canglan, and directly calls him the devil, but he wields colorful knives in his hands. In an instant, phantoms of mountains and mountains appear one after another, throwing them away, causing a typhoon. superior.

The landslides of the Seven Great Limits, the sword is fierce and endless, sharp and sharp, contains the power of collapsing mountains and breaking prisons, cutting rocks and ravines. Based on this, Xiang Yang uses the strength of the sword to condense mountains and use mountains to break mountains, with infinite power .

The mountain shadow is the condensed sword energy, and the mountain rock is made of the sword strength. This knife, dare to make the hell Yan Luo die.

"Retreat, only retreat."

Chu Canglan's face was unprecedentedly solemn, he felt that the opponent's realm had greatly increased, his martial arts had risen before the battle, and he was not the opponent's opponent head-on, so countless leg shadows appeared in the lower body, and the world was so close, they retreated again and again.

While retreating, the palm of his hand was caught by a shining blue-gold claw at some point, the gale was like a sword when he waved his hand, and the spiritual energy was gushing, and the collisions constantly reduced the strength of the oncoming heavy sword mountain .

"Wanyan Bo's Blue Golden Roc Claw? Sure enough, it fell into your hands."

Xiang Yang recognized at a glance that what Chu Canglan was wearing was the magic weapon Lan Jinpeng Claw. This person was not a direct bloodline of the Jinpeng royal family, but he was able to fully exert the power of a clan of magic weapon Peng Claw. It was indeed incredible and powerful. powerful.

However, no matter how powerful it is, it also depends on who the opponent is. The huge mountain condensed with sword energy and knife strength was blocked by a storm, and it burst into pieces, instantly turning into countless air blades flying outwards, like thousands of Huge boulders were smashed out quickly, dense like a shower, causing a natural disaster to come to the world.

The first knife is the power of the mountain, but the inside contains the power of a storm, and even more the power of hailstones. The three major moves are combined into one knife. The power is so powerful that Chu Canglan can easily resist it.

His face turned livid in horror, and he mustered all his strength to resist. After a burst of crashing sounds, all the moves Chu Canglan made with the Lan Jinpeng Claw were broken, and his body shield was also torn apart. , the body flew hundreds of feet away, all the way blood was sprayed all over the body, staining the snowy mountains, and the purple robe was bright red after this move.

What made him even more horrified was that the blue golden roc claw in his hand suddenly flashed a black light, and it gradually fell off between his naked eyes, and it was torn apart. For and Weili?
The weapons of this world are divided into ordinary soldiers, precious weapons, divine weapons, and peerless magic weapons from low to high. Excluding the peerless magic weapons that are hard to find in the world, magic weapons are already the pinnacle of weapons, which is synonymous with invincibility and invincibility .

Now that the divine weapon is broken, that is, when it falls from the altar, it can't be invincible, it can't be broken, but it is broken by someone, so what qualifications can it be called a god?

"Pfft, Cao Nima, monster."

Chu Canglan's purple robe was dyed red, the smell of blood was thick, and his complexion was blue and white. Although his feet were floating in the void like the son of a fairy, he looked restless and looked like a family dog ​​in panic.

He stared blankly at the falling and scattered Lan Jinpeng claws and disappeared without a trace. Feeling that he was almost half dead from the heavy injuries on his body, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, cursed, turned around and ran away.

He had already made up his mind that unless he cultivated to become a celestial being, he would definitely run away from this person in the future.

I can't afford to offend, can't I still hide?

Seeing this, Xiang Yang squinted his eyes, and a long and narrow light burst out. He laughed loudly, and the sound spread for several miles, and his heart was unprecedentedly happy, happy, and joyful.

To be able to defeat such a strong man, the devil, he should be happy, he should be happy, but he must not give the opponent a chance to breathe, and it is better to chase the poor with his remaining courage, and take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Swinging the big knife with his right hand, the light of the evil knife flickered, and it drew an arc in the air.

Xiang Yang moved his footwork again, like walking in a garden, trampling on the flat ground like a dragonfly on water, chasing after a moment in a leisurely manner, leaving behind afterimages.

Along the road, the knife wind breaks gold and iron, leaving a long knife mark with a beginning but no end, chasing the wind and moon, chasing Chu Canglan's bloody figure away in an instant...

In Daxueling, the surviving Great Elder and others finally dared to show their heads. Several old guys supported each other, stood up tremblingly, and looked around, only to see that Ziyunfeng, who originally represented Daxueling's orthodox and supreme status, was already Devastated.

Bottomless pits one after another, filled with the power of meteorites falling from the sky, one after another huge cracks stretching for hundreds of meters, where the sword intent stays, hazy phantoms, breaking people's spirits invisible.

Moreover, this powerful sword intent can spontaneously absorb the energy of the heavenly spirit, and the energy of the earth veins grows stronger, forming one after another roaring sword dragons, which is frightening.

At this moment, Ziyunfeng has become a desperate place, and Xiang Yang's saber intent must be erased by a master of the same level, otherwise Daxueling will be removed from the world as time goes by.

In addition, Xiang Yang's realm was soaring before, and his aura leaked out, which directly divided the huge Ziyunfeng into two, separated like a natural moat, and could not see the past style at all.

"Oh my god, what did I, Daxueling, do wrong? Do you want to do this to us?"

The third elder vomited blood with a puff, his eyes were tearing apart, his long hair stood on end with hatred, and he was about to go mad with anger.

His vitality was extremely tenacious. First, he was cut off by Xiang Yang, then he was attacked by the God Swallowing Dafa, and then he suffered the aftermath of Xiang Yang and Chu Canglan's fight one after another, and he survived.

Have to say, good luck.

However, sometimes, surviving may not be a good thing, just because of this situation, the pain and anger brought to him are really too great.

What is even more troublesome is that in this battle, all the masters and backbones of Xueling suffered heavy casualties, and the original mountain master also became a traitor of evil spirits.

"Enough is enough, the priority is not to lament uselessly, but to clean up the aftermath and deal with the coming crisis.

Let's count the losses first..."

The Great Elder held back his injuries and the grief in his heart and said in a deep voice, Jiang is indeed old and hot. Now that the loss has been caused, the next thing to do is how to deal with the crisis.

　The big hero system was banned, and I felt cold, it was too sudden, I don't know if I can lift the ban.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)