The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 972

With a knife in his hand, Xiang Yang seemed to be holding the whole world, and his momentum was soaring, like a god or a demon.

The moment he slashed down, his astonishing saber skills erupted, but the blade of Que Xie instantly split into countless flickering lights, which stimulated the tear glands to collapse, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Facing this knife, Mo Fengnian also couldn't see anything. While closing his eyes, his ears trembled slightly, listening to the sound to identify the position, the pine-patterned iron sword flashed with lightning, and the cicada-sounding sword struck at the right time.

As the cicada sounded, the sword tip trembled at high speed, and the sword energy filled the air, raining down like needles, colliding with the light of Xiang Yang's knife, making the endless sound of rain hitting plantains and pearls falling on jade plates.

Although one or two escaping sword qi occasionally struck Mo Fengnian's body, under the protection of the body's true energy, Mo Fengnian was only slightly injured, and it didn't matter.

And Mo Fengnian is Liao Qihui and Zhan Fei on the left and right. After Xiang Yang took the lead, Liao Qihui made a fist mark. With luck, his fist doubled in size, his strength greatly increased, and he was surrounded by strong blood. Hit towards Xiang Yang.

While punching, his chest swelled, his lungs erupted like molten lava, and he roared like thunder. The power of the fist increased, and the momentum of the fist increased. In a trance, Liao Qihui seemed to be transformed into an ancient demon god with unparalleled physical body and infinite true energy, tearing apart the starry sky and stepping on it. Shattering the earth, roaring.

Under normal circumstances, Liao Qihui always leaves two points of strength in his shots to prepare for unexpected events. This is a personal decision.

Facing Xiang Yang who is so proficient in martial arts at this moment, he dare not have the slightest reservation. The scene of Xiang Yang brazenly attacking and killing Hu Tao before really shocked him too much.

Zhan Fei still used the Four-Flare Magic Art and the Sky-Shaking Palm, but the shadows of the flying palms scattered and did not condense. After the wrist drew an arc, these palms turned into complete cyclones one after another, embedded into Xiang Yang's hands and feet like chains Among them, to restrict his actions, not to kill, the purpose is to restrict.

Fan Tianzhang's palm technique is complicated and mysterious, but it can be firm or soft. Now, Zhan Fei is using the true energy cultivated by Sifang magic kung fu to display it with the power of heaven-shaking and soft palm. Although the power is not as destructive as that produced by rigid force, it just happens to assist Liao Qihui from the side .

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yang faced the counterattack and siege of the three, and was in an extremely dangerous situation.

But under such circumstances, Xiang Yang's body method was transformed, and with a flick of his wrist, the light of the evil sword was divided again, and it turned into three solid sword lights in a trance, facing Liao Qihui, Zhanfei, and Mo Fengnian respectively. and go.

This saber was used like an antelope's horns, with no trace to be found. With Shen Ao and Fan Zeng's celestial cultivation, it is impossible to see how Xiang Yang used such a wonderful saber technique.

They have never seen such a sword light in their life. This kind of sword technique is not because they are ignorant, but because Xiang Yang's attainments have surpassed the masters they know by how many.

In the face of this amazing sword technique of splitting into three parts, only Liao Qihui and Xiang Yang's three people have truly experienced it.

Liao Qihui originally thought that the knife light was caused by Xiang Yang volatilizing with super fast knife speed, and the knife energy was condensed, it was not a substance, and it was just to delay time.

But he never expected that at the moment of the fight, the light of the knife turned into a solid body, but with the thrust of the evil knife, the blade had already drawn a red mark on his swollen fist.

If Liao Qihui hadn't withdrawn his hand decisively, I'm afraid that this knife would cut off his palm directly, and he would become a useless person in the future.

With Xiang Yang's knife, he first suppressed his fist with a strong knife like a mountain, and then wounded him with a nimble and changeable knife like a wind. .

What kind of god is this?Can do this step?
The other light of the knife is the light of the knife turning into energy, like a flower in full bloom, one piece after another, sweeping away Zhan Fei's softness and softness, it didn't make any contribution, but it also broke Zhan Fei's restraint on his actions.

The last sword light was held in Xiang Yang's hand, as if it weighed more than ten thousand catties, but as light as a feather, it crossed the barrier of space and time with a swish, before Mo Fengnian could draw the sword again, it had already slashed across his neck.

Xiang Yang, on the other hand, escaped from the situation of being besieged by the siege, broke out of the encirclement, and then turned around and stabbed his chest with a backhand, with a faint smile on his face.

In contrast, the pine-patterned iron sword that Mo Fengnian stood in front of him broke with a click from the center of the sword body, and Mo Fengnian's head and bright red blood gushed out along with the sword body.

Another celestial being was beheaded by Xiang Yang, making the hands and feet of the celestial beings present as cold as ice, and their hearts sank infinitely. Mo Fengnian's death and Hu Tao's death are completely different things.

Hu Tao is good at concealing energy, has the ability to assassinate, and is not strong in frontal attack, and at that time they did not expect Xiang Yang to have murderous intentions, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of.

And Mo Fengnian practiced the martial arts of Cicada Sword Heart Flow, the sword is sharp, sharp as a needle, and he is not inferior to the first-class figures among heaven and man. It is impossible to kill him.

And just now Liao Qihui and Zhan Fei shot together, which is equivalent to three heavenly beings fighting one and being killed by someone.

This proves that either they are too weak, or that Xiang Yang is already strong to a certain extent, and the martial arts he showed is much higher than what they had known before.

"The splitting of sword and light just now, one split into three can instantly force Liao Qihui and Zhan Fei back, and kill Mo Fengnian at the same time. Even if Xiang Yang's martial arts is high, it may consume a lot of energy. This is a good opportunity."

After being frightened and angry, Shen Ao did not hesitate at all, and immediately threw a four-pole magic fist towards Xiang Yang. The four spirit fists blended together, just like the last time they fought, trying to trap Xiang Yang into another space of magic energy.

However, Shen Ao this time is still somewhat different from the last time. One of the fundamental reasons is that his fist is at least [-]% weaker, because his original spirit has not fully recovered from the injury.

If he didn't think that the six heavenly beings would be able to take Xiang Yang down, he would never have come here in person this time.

"I won't fall for the same trick twice, not to mention that your trick is far less perfect than the one you did last time. Master Shen, are you at the end of your rope?"

Facing the four spirits who were slowly dissolving into airflow in all directions around him, Xiang Yang's eyes were burning, his eyeballs rolled, he flexed his left hand to figure out something, and said with a smile.

The movements in his hands were not slow, but Xie cut out more than a hundred knives in mid-air while breathing, going straight to and fro, whistling vertically and horizontally, creating a wave like a black dragon.

Fan Zeng and the others saw that these knife marks seemed to fit in this space, following some kind of wonderful context, and quickly strangled the strength and intent of Shen Ao's quadrupole magic fist, leaving nothing behind. .

So far, upon seeing this scene, Shen Ao's heart fell into a bottomless abyss, and his whole body was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Xiang Yang's skill has not weakened at all, but has become stronger and stronger. Can such a foundation really be cultivated by humans?
"Perhaps, this son has no rivals among the heavenly beings. Only a mythical master like Shui Wuhen can compete with Xiang Yang. We can't do it at all."

(End of this chapter)