Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

be cheated.

Xu Xiao looked at the energy smoke in front of him, and at the true meaning of martial arts emerging from the smoke, he immediately understood that he had been fooled, and that the other party had long known his conspiracy.

It's just that the other party pretended to know nothing and came to the appointment with the leader. In fact, he came to deal with him.

"Kill." The Beiliang Dao had a cold light and was dozens of feet long, and it slashed towards Zhu Shou.

Zhu Shou's body shook, and the cold iron sword in his hand shone with light. A bolt flew out from the sword, turned into a ray of cold light, and struck the Beiliang Dao, making a loud noise, and both sides retreated.

"It's not good to kill people like this." Zhu Shou felt a numbness in his body, and a faint energy entered his body, causing discomfort.

He didn't care, he just activated his internal energy and turned into a big sun, burning the void, scorching the meridians, and evaporating all this energy in an instant.A sword beam came out of his mouth, like a celestial river pouring down.

Xu Xiao's face was as gloomy as water. Just as he imagined, his knife had no effect and even suffered a hidden loss.

He immediately knew that the other party's internal strength exceeded his own.

"Seeking death." After hearing this, Xu Xiao's eyes burst out with anger, and a blood-red force appeared all over his body, just like blood, wrapping the man in it, and only the evil aura filled the air.

With one slash, the blood-red power swept across the sky and struck the sword. A strange force once again sank into the meridians along the sword, seeming to be devouring something.

"Humph!"

Zhu Shou's body was filled with the Great Sun Qi, and in the acupuncture points all over his body, a Great Sun seemed to be born, running in the meridians, driving away all evil. That strange power was completely evaporated in front of the Great Sun Qi. .

The sword light slashed at the blood-red power. What surprised Zhu Shou was that Xu Xiao didn't feel any discomfort on his face after being hit by the sword. Instead, his energy and blood increased a lot.

"What a powerful martial arts, it is indeed not simple." Zhu Shou immediately saw the magic of the opponent's internal strength. He could actually absorb any damage, and saw that these injuries were transformed into vitality, nourishing his body, thus achieving permanent The purpose of fighting.

This is probably the origin of Xu Xiao's title of "Human Killer". This blood evil force can absorb damage and convert it into vitality. The more people the opponent kills, the more things he gets in the end.

This is probably one of the reasons why the other party was called a massacre.

After all, it can absorb other people's attacks and convert the damage into its own vitality. Even if it can convert [-] to [-], it is a great thing. It not only increases one's battery life and time, but also takes up more space in the fight. initiative.

The battle between masters is always on a thin line. Xu Xiao's swordsmanship is sharp and fierce. His sword is invincible. His momentum is enough to shock people. Most people don't even have the courage to face each other. They are shocked by the opponent's blood-red sword. There is no way to resist the opponent's attack.

Not to mention his weird internal power that can absorb damage.

Either you kill such a person, or he consumes you to death.Only by exerting strong strength, no matter how the opponent's internal strength changes, you can kill him with strength.

When Zhu Shou thought of this, his aura suddenly changed. His face looked very simple, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he held the sword in his right hand and slashed hard without any moves.It is purely physical strength.Fortunately, it was the Cold Iron Sword. Ordinary swords had no way to deal with the opponent's power. The powerful forces collided with each other, and the shaking power shook around. Xu Xiao's physical body was also very powerful, but he also felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

"Let's see how much attack your strength can withstand."

Zhu Shou's eyes burst with light, and there were no moves on the sword. It was purely the collision of power, and the collision of the opponent's blood-red energy, making bursts of earth-shattering loud noises, shaking the void.

On the other side, Wang Yangming faced off against Huang Longshi, Song Que faced off against Wang Xianzhi, Lang Fanyun faced off against Lu Dongxuan, and Master Xingyao faced off against the Shangvain Man.

For a time, all the masters at the level of Martial Saints had their own goals, and those innate masters also collided with each other. Although the aftermath of the battle caused by these people was not as good as that of Martial Saints, it was better because of their large numbers.

In recent years, with the expansion of Xu Xiao's territory in Northern Liang, many capable people have appeared under his command, and many innate masters have joined them. However, compared with the Ming Dynasty, the number of innate masters is still much smaller.

But I have to admit that the opponent's Snow Dragon Cavalry is indeed very powerful. Because the war horse has stayed in the bitter cold land all year round, its durability and sprinting power are no less than that of the black-scaled war horse.

The two sides started a bloody fight in the wilderness.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all had a certain foundation in martial arts. Even the most ordinary soldiers knew some external techniques such as Arhat Fist, and they could kill with great force.

The Beiliang soldiers are not simple either. They are surrounded by a faint evil spirit. This evil spirit is integrated into their minds. Not only is their will affected by it, but their combat effectiveness also increases a lot.

Fighting with the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty, he didn't even know the pain. He only knew how to fight hard and attack desperately. His whole body was blood red and he looked terrifying, like a madman who didn't want his life.

Fortunately, the soldiers we encountered were soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. They had seen a lot of life and death. Facing the enemy's madness, they didn't take it to heart at all. It was just you who killed me and I killed you. It all depends on who can have the last laugh.

On the battlefield, Yan Nantian hit the golden dragon in his hand, and the sound of dragon roars continued. Xiao Li's flying knives were flying in the air. Many martial arts masters were easily killed by their opponents without even knowing what the golden knives looked like.

Huang Yaoshi swung his hands out one after another, making a series of sharp roars. The sound rang out, suppressing all the sounds around him, and he saw one martial arts master falling down one after another.

As for Ouyang Feng, he is even more sinister. He shoots out at will, and the powerful force destroys the world. The enemy in front of him is no match for him. The toad skill is strong and powerful, and it is indestructible. Wang Chongyang was promoted to Xiantian back then, and he did not dare to take on Ouyang head-on. The force of a sharp strike shows the power of Toad Kung Fu.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang have always advanced and retreated together. The seven swords turned into a sword formation and marched forward in the chaos. The cavalry could not threaten the seven at all, but suffered heavy losses.

Later, Xu Fengnian had no choice but to abandon the frontal position and lead a few innate masters to join in. Only then could he barely block the attack of Song Yuanqiao and other brothers. Even so, the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation also made him miserable.

However, Li Dingguo, Kou Zhong and others commanded the army and fought against the Snow Dragon Cavalry. One figure after another fell from the war horse. Once they fell, there was no possibility of survival. No matter how powerful their martial arts were, they were trampled to death by these war horses.

On the wasteland, millions of troops were engaged in a bloody fight. White and red armors were intertwined, regardless of you and me. Looking from a high altitude, it looked like a mess of porridge.

The blood is sprinkled on the weeds. I believe that in the coming year, the weeds here will be more abundant. (End of chapter)