The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 933
Seeing Xiang Yang's resolute attitude, Wang Zhen and Kou Feng looked at each other, said no more, and left to Xiang Yang.

Walking to the mountain road, Wang Zhen looked back at the small wooden house that could no longer be seen, with an unpredictable tone,
"It seems that your worry is right. Xiang Yang is indeed not someone who can accomplish great things. He rejected us and found out about the existence of the Dark Alliance. What should we do?"

When she said this, Wang Zhen's accent changed a little, her face was very gloomy, and her eyes were full of hesitation and hesitation. The mission failed, how to remedy it?

He had an idea, but knew that he was powerless, so he wanted to test Kou Feng's opinion,

"Nothing to do, Wang Zhen, I know what you think, but I'd better get rid of this idea as soon as possible.

After I go back, I will communicate with those above. Xiang Yang is just a warrior, a pure warrior. What he seeks is to practice martial arts, seek Taoism, and prove Taoism.

If you create extra problems and push him into a situation where he is incompatible with the dark alliance, that will be a big disaster. "

Kou Feng said solemnly, he is not afraid of things, but cautious, at least before he is sure, any move to provoke the enemy is stupid in his eyes.

At the beginning, Lianyunzhai ruled Yongzhou for many years and dominated one side. Few people dared to stroke the tiger's beard. Only he beat a snake seven inches and killed him with one blow, leaving Lianyunzhai no chance to fight back.

That requires not only strength, but also accurate judgment and strong execution. Xiang Yang, he doesn't want to provoke him yet.

Hearing this, Wang Zhen sighed, if that's the case, I can only go back and ask those bigwigs from the secret alliance to make a decision.

On the hillside, Xiang Yang stood on the edge of the slope, stepped on the blue turf, and looked into the distance with a blank expression.

The Wan family father and son came to look for him, saying that it was the Dragon King Shui Wuhen who wanted to meet him, maybe to give him some good luck, and Wang Zhenkou and the two came to look for him to persuade him to join the dark alliance, and revealed that Shui Wuhen was about to die. was drawn in.

It's nothing to take these two things out individually, but if you put them together, Xiang Yang has a special feeling. It seems that Shui Wuhen's invitation to him has something to do with the Dark Alliance.

"Impossible. At best, the dark alliance is something that some old men with no potential in the Yongzhou land have fiddled with, seeking power and profit. How could they impress someone like Shui Wuhen? Unless there is something hidden in it that I don't know .”

Xiang Yang murmured, turning his head sideways and looking a little confused.

There is really no one from the Dark Alliance who can give Shui Wuhen, because what the Dark Alliance is pursuing now, Shui Wuhen can already obtain it with his own strength, so what is it that attracts Shui Wuhen so much?
"Forget it, it's useless to think too much, all I have to do is get stronger, get stronger, keep getting stronger.

As long as you master the strength, you will have the confidence to crush and shatter everything. "

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of all the doubts and puzzles in his mind.

Walking back to the wooden house, he took off the Quexie hanging on the wall, then walked to a bluestone not far from the front of the wooden house with his hands in his hand, and inserted the Quexie knife into the stone with a click.

Under the sunlight, the body of the Que Xie knife is as smooth as a mirror, but when you look closely, it is slightly dim, as if the essence inside has been lost.

And Xiang Yang himself sat cross-legged in front of Quexie with a plop, his eyes fixed on the blade of the Quexie sword.

Xiang Yang didn't activate Qi and blood, and never circulated Qi. He just practiced with a special breathing method. At the same time, the soul of the sword, who had become the soul of the sword, shot out the light of the sword in the Niwan Palace, and projected it on the person in front of Xiang Yang in reality. But in the evil knife.

Inhale short, exhale long, hold your breath for half a minute...

While breathing, Xiang Yang was still imagining the melting furnace method of human body fit and strengthening in his mind, imagining himself as a fiery furnace with raging fire, burning and tempering, treating his body as a piece of stubborn iron, constantly polishing , constantly corrected, and finally turned into a knife body.

As Xiang Yang breathed deeply, his mind concentrated, but the Evil God Knife suddenly leaked out a ray of air like a golden ray, which could be seen but not touched, and the reality was full of illusion.

This golden light, which is like the color of the setting sun, flows out from the blade, gradually blends into Xiang Yang's body with Xiang Yang's breathing, and becomes the raw material of the furnace flame, which seems to never be exhausted.

This mysterious and unpredictable power is exactly the sharpness of the divine soldiers. Bit by bit, it is enough to destroy mountains and cut off rivers. It is one of the most mysterious forces in the world, and it is also the source of the divine soldiers' name .

Xiang Yang recently comprehended the body-strengthening art of combining human and god, and he has gained many new insights into this martial art.

Gu Shentong's ten fingers are integrated into the treasures of heaven and earth and turned into sharp weapons comparable to magic weapons.

According to Xiang Yang's estimation, it will take at least 30 years from when Gu Shentong got this secret method to when he started to practice it until he achieved it.

Only after such a long time can one use one's true energy to refine and melt the treasures of heaven and earth, unite with ten fingers, and finally become heaven and man.

If Xiang Yang is willing to spend time, such as sitting on the ground for 20 years, regardless of whether he doesn't ask, he may be able to melt the evil sword into the body by using his own peak internal skills combined with the secret method.

But this is unacceptable to Xiang Yang. It's not that he can't bear loneliness, but that this kind of practice is the kind of path that people who have nowhere to go will choose.

He is still so young, so energetic, and has potential, how could he choose such a stupid way?

So he found another way, combined with his own knowledge of martial arts, and walked out of another way.

Absorb the aura of the divine soldier, transform it into the most original force and integrate it into the body, temper the body from the inside out, so that every part of the body, every tiny cell, has the unique sharp aura of the divine soldier.

Although this is not as powerful and permanent as the direct fusion of divine soldiers into the body, it can also complete Xiang Yang's goal of shaping the blade body, and saves too much time and energy compared to the former.

The reason why Que Xie looked slightly dim was that the surging spirit of the divine edge in the blade was absorbed by Xiang Yang.

This is more than that, because the Qi of the divine edge enters the body and travels in the body, between the meridians and acupoints, it will more or less change the interest of the true Qi, laying a solid foundation for Xiang Yang to condense the pure sword Qi in the future.

And with the tempering of this divine edge, Xiang Yang's physical body gradually became complete, moving towards the realm of heaven and man.

Xiang Yang already had the realm of heaven and man, and the strength of heaven and man was only delayed until now due to the incompleteness of the physical body.

With the blessing of divine sharpness, he is not far away from breaking through the realm of heaven and man.

(End of this chapter)