Heavenly God Mnemonic

After Yang Xuanzang fought for a while, he became calm.

First of all, his eternal romantic dance in the sky will never lose the Purgatory Red Moon. This confidence is very strong for him. Secondly, as long as he is calm and challenged, he will never lose to Yan Chou.

So as long as you calm down, you will win in the end.

Yang Xuanzang's analysis of the situation is completely correct. He has a Taoist body, and there is no power to penetrate it in the same rank.

However, there is no weapon that can suppress him in this world.

After the two battled thousands of moves, Yan Chou became extremely violent. He only knew how to attack and play completely fatal, but even so, he couldn't break through Yang Qingxuan's defense.

"Have you played enough? You can die if you have enough."

Yang Xuanzang suddenly turned his halberd, directly changed the defense to offense, and slashed hard.

"Boom!"

The huge brilliance burst out, and Yan Chou was forced to step back a few steps. His face was shocked and unbelievable. He had been pressing Yang Qingxuan all the time, and he didn't know how the opponent suddenly burst into such a powerful force.

Yang Xuanzang's face was full of coldness, and he walked over with the halberd, slashing in the air again.

"Boom!"

The two weapons collided in the air, and for an instant, Yan Chou was shocked and flew out again, and the scars on his body expanded somewhat.

The white aura on Yang Xuanzang's body became stronger, and he began to suppress Yan Chou's strange aura.

"impossible!"

Yan Chou roared and burst his power to the peak, raising the strange blade to slash it.

Yang Xuanzang leaped into the air, and another slash slashed past.

"boom!"

This time, the two weapons collided in the air and were unable to hold each other.

The red light mixed with the white light and swallowed each other.

Yang Xuanzang's complexion was iron, Yan Chou's face was distorted, and the roar of lions continued from his throat, like a beast.

"what!--"

Both of them tried their best, and the huge pressure formed spread out, and no one within a thousand miles dared to enter.

Yang Xuanzang's eyes flashed with fiery golden eyes, and he could see the situation in Yan Chou's body clearly. Sure enough, there was a kind of strange energy possessed by him, creeping in his body like a bug, just like the breath of heavy infant.

At this moment, a strange shock surged in the sky of the eternal romantic dance, a strange frequency suddenly appeared, rushing into the two forces, and the two weapons and Yang Xuanzang and Yan Chou were all enveloped.

"this is……"

Yang Xuanzang's face changed drastically, and the hand holding the war halberd shook involuntarily.

In the next moment, the Purgatory Red Moon seemed to be sucked, and began to be swallowed by the halberds little by little.

"Again!"

Yang Xuanzang was shocked, and the eternal Merry Wu Zhangkong began to enter a state of out of control again.

"Boy, what the **** are you doing?!"

Yan Chou's face changed drastically, and he shouted in horror, "What's wrong with this weapon? What kind of magic is this?!"

Yang Xuanzang's inner anxiety is no less than Yan Chou. Once the halberd gets out of control, he himself doesn't know what will happen, but his face still pretends to be calm and ridiculed: "How can you understand my skills? Honestly It's enough to die, ask so much what to do."

Yan Chou screamed "Wow", desperately pouring his power into the red moon of purgatory, trying to suppress the opponent, but found that the halberd was drawn tighter and tighter, and it was already inseparable.

When Yang Xuanzang saw the halberd halberd, the mark of Purgatory Red Moon began to appear on his body, and his heart jumped wildly, "Could it be that such a powerful weapon should be absorbed?"

Just as he was frantic, Yan Chou suddenly let out a scream, "Ah!--"

Seeing a flash of black light on his body, a force was about to escape and flee far away, but Yan Chou's body was attached to the halberd along with the purgatory red moon, and could not get out at all.

"Want to leave? It's impossible!"

Yang Xuanzang waved the halberd, a phantom light cut off like that black light.

Suddenly Yang Xuanzang's eyelids jumped wildly, and the imaginary light that was chopped out stagnated in the air, turning into a white whirlpool, covering the black light, and trying to draw it back.

Heimang struggled desperately in the white vortex, transformed into a huge insect shape, desperately moving to the distance.

But to no avail, the vortex became more and more sucked.

Cold sweat dripped from Yang Xuanzang's temples, and a deep chill surged all over his body.

At this moment, his hands holding the halberd trembled desperately, and his whole body power flowed into the palm of his hand along the meridian, and then was sucked into the halberd.

"Damn! Lao Tzu, do you want to **** too?!"

Yang Xuanzang was frightened and furious, fighting his destiny to resist. The power of the Great Dao burst out all over his body, suppressing the halberd, but it was still to no avail. The power flowed into the halberd a little bit slowly, but it was very real. If there is no other way If you do, you will eventually be consumed.

At this time, Yan Chou seemed to have recovered some clarity, and shouted in horror: "What's the matter? Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

However, his whole body was attached to the halberd, most of his strength had been lost, and he had begun to wilt. He had completely lost the ability to resist, and could only continue to cry.

The heavy infant insect wrapped in the white whirlpool was also being swallowed little by little, unable to escape fate.

Everyone who fought in the distance looked at this scene, they were all shocked by Yang Qingxuan's strength and could not speak.

Those Wu Xiu who had been possessed by the insects were frightened and stopped fighting, and abandoned the battle and fled.

"What magical power is this? It's so terrible!"

A Wu Xiu said: "Even if I can display it by myself, I think Yang Qingxuan has reached the limit."

"Well, you see him sweating profusely and trembling all over, but I believe he can hold on to victory."

Another Wu Xiu said.

Everyone thought that Yang Qingxuan's desperate resistance was because he couldn't bear it because of his supernatural powers, but Yan Chou and the bug were in worse condition, so everyone was relieved. Even Zi Xin didn't feel abnormal, so he directly accepted the exercises. , Stand aside and run the Promise Zhenjing to adjust the breath of the true element.

It didn't take long before Yan Chou finally wailed, was emptied of blood, leaving only a layer of human skin, and then was shattered by the power.

The bug was also struggling desperately and was sucked in by the whirlpool.

Only the light of the red moon of purgatory was still attached to the halberd, as if still fighting.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, showing a smile after the disaster.

A martial artist suddenly said: "Why is Yang Qingxuan still looking like a big enemy, it seems that Dao Fa's supernatural powers can't be restrained?"

Zi Xin opened her eyes abruptly, only to realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "What's the matter?" He was about to fly forward to investigate.

"do not come!"

Yang Xuanzang shouted desperately.

At this time, the people found that something was wrong, and there seemed to be a strong suction force floating around, trying to draw them in a certain direction.

Zi anxiously said: "What the **** is going on? I'll help you!"