The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 824
The lake is quiet, and two or three small boats are moored on it. There are strong men wearing bamboo hats holding pennies, rippling and watching the waters of the nets remain motionless.

Suddenly, a meteor-like flame flashed across the distant sky, dragging its long tail, pressing a white line, and crashed into the calm and waveless lake, causing waves several feet high, pushing The small boat swayed and swayed, causing the fishermen on it to lose their souls.

"Brother, just now that fireball fell into the water, I think there is a person inside."

On the wooden boat, the man with the face of wind and frost was in shock, his eyes wandered, and he was uncertain. How could a person be wrapped in a fireball and even fall from the sky? Could it be a fairy?

"Fart, who is it? It must be some treasure. Hurry up and swipe in the direction where the fireball falls. I don't know how many hours today I will make a fortune."

Another bearded, ugly man spoke excitedly and looked excited, as if he had encountered something extraordinary, and called the people on the other boats to paddle together to the center of the lake.

It's just that before the rest of the people could answer, several blood-red crystal-like sword lights had already shot through, with sharp auras, they directly blasted their heads, blood blossomed, and flowed down the wooden boat, staining the water of a lake red.

Immediately, a red figure burst into a storm, jumped out of the lake, and landed on a wooden boat without touching any water.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, there was a lot of energy, without the need for a penny to directly push the boat to draw a water pattern, like a long arrow shooting at a layman.

Following the figure in red descending from the sky is a young man in black with a sharp sword on his shoulders. He has a resolute appearance and good features. A trembling aura sweeps across his brows in all directions. In addition, he has a burly figure that makes people worship him. See fairy god.

"The martial arts are not very good, but the ability to run is top-notch. Hey, I want to catch you. I want to see what kind of thing you are. How could the heavenly book judge me for failing to complete the task?"

The young man in black with the knife was naturally Xiang Yang. The opponent fled all the way, and he chased all the way. He fought several times in the middle.

On the small boat, Chu Canglan's face was pale, his brows were twitched into a ball, and he was desperately urging the small boat to flee for his life, when he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which was dazzlingly red and astonishingly bright.

He covered his heart with his right hand, and pressed his five fingers on a knife mark on it. Blood was gushing out. He was almost about to be gouged out. To survive was already a miracle among miracles.

Hearing only a few clicks on the steel plate, Chu Canglan got a chance to breathe and sealed up several important points on his body, which could temporarily keep the injury stable and prevent it from getting worse.

However, this does not mean that he is safe. The real threat is Xiang Yang who is chasing him from the rear. This person is the real big trouble.

Unable to fight and fight, running and fleeing hard, he really wanted to fight hard with the opponent, but after living a new life, he really couldn't make up his mind.

He still has a lot of time to enjoy, and this body is the reincarnation of the spirit of Xueling, with infinite luck and amazing potential, much higher than his previous life, how could he be willing to do so?
While he was struggling, Chu Canglan's body paused, his joints were stiff, his body was icy cold, and there was an unbelievable color in his eyes. He couldn't control this body, how could it be possible?

He only felt an extremely cold zhenqi emanating from the dantian, extending from the meridians to all parts of the body, covering the star-like Daxia acupoints all over the body, filling them, overflowing into the skin and hair follicles.

All the changes happened only in an instant, and he had no time to use his skills to resist, so he was frozen by this extremely cold true energy, and even his soul was plunged into darkness. In his hazy consciousness, he saw a pair of cold eyes.

Even at the end of the freeze, the eyes of his external body were still full of doubts and fears. It was obvious that Chu Canglan's primordial spirit had been swallowed and digested by him. How could such a thing happen?
Whose eyes are those?Why so familiar?

In the outside world, the small boat floated alone on the quiet lake, with a shiny ice sculpture on the bow, exuding a white cold air, like smoke and fog, like a work of art.

"Well, how did this happen? This cold air is so familiar, extremely cloudy and cold, freezing everything, is it the snow mountain man?"

A ray of light flickered, and Xiang Yang carried the knife and stepped down with big strides, like a mountain pressing down on the top, shaking the space with ripples.

When he landed on the boat, he saw the strange ice sculpture on the bow, and the Chu Canglan inside was completely lifeless, as if he was dead from shell to soul and couldn't die anymore, with doubts in his eyes.

The Xueling Mountain Weng had already died at the hands of that devil, why did Chu Canglan show such a powerful qi again? Could it be that he had left behind to take advantage of the other party's serious injuries and anxiety? , to retaliate?

Xiang Yang also felt that the possibility was unlikely. If there was such a method, why didn't he use it when he was attacked by surprise?
After walking around the ice sculpture twice, Xiang Yang thought of another possibility, and his eyes on the ice sculpture became more subtle.

Tianshu did not approve of Chu Canglan's identity he had guessed before. Could it be that the body not only hides the soul of the demon, but also the Xueling Mountain Man?

Once this idea was born, it spread uncontrollably, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized it was possible. It is not so easy for a master in the realm of heaven and man to die.

Wordless Heavenly Book also very cooperatively showed that the previous task was completed, and one of the seven limits of fire could be received, which showed that his guess was indeed good.

The Chu Canglan back then was the original owner's body, occupied by the demon and the soul of the Xueling mountain old man, but the demon dominated and manifested, and the Xueling mountain old man could not hide and was waiting for an opportunity.

So his guess was half right, but inaccurate, resulting in the mission not being completed.

"Ha, the mountain old man is a good method. I severely injured this one from the Demon Sect, but I gave you a great opportunity. Don't you want to say something to Xiang?"

In the middle of the silent lake, there was only Xiang Yang's voice and the breeze, and there was no response. People who didn't know thought he was crazy and talking to himself.

However, Xiang Yang knew that his guess was right, because Tianshu had confirmed this guess.

Since the other party didn't want to speak, he forced the other party to speak.

When the Quexie knife on his shoulder was lifted, the blade was sharp and sharp, arousing a fierce wind of the knife, and slashed down Huashan Mountain with all his strength.

The knife hadn't landed yet, but the momentum of the knife had already condensed into substance, instantly disconnecting the boat and the hundreds of feet of lake water, and it was difficult to separate the waves.

If this knife is cut off, unless he proves the supreme state of physical indestructibility, otherwise, with Xiang Yang's current cultivation base and sword dao attainments, coupled with Que Xie, who gradually recovered the demeanor of a peerless divine soldier after unsealing, there is nothing he can't kill people.

And at the moment when the long knife fell, the ice sculpture in front of Xiang Yang cracked, and the fist-sized ice cubes shot out with force. A crystal-clear jade finger staggered the blade of the evil god knife, and bounced the side of the knife three times , the moves are the most profound and mysterious Zangfeng Finger Power.

This is a much more subtle and tyrannical achievement than what the demon displayed when he pretended to be Chu Canglan.

In the Great Snow Ridge, apart from the former Xueling mountain man, who else can use it?

(End of this chapter)