Devouring Sword God

Chapter 496
Just before, Yi Xiaoyao slapped with the last power contained in the old arm, and then prepared to take the opportunity to escape.

However, in the process of escaping, Yi Xiaoyao discovered that the palm slapped by the old arm, when confronting the gray-robed middle-aged man, could not only wither the opponent's moves with barren power, but also absorb a lot of them. vitality.

In this way, a bold idea was born in Yi Xiaoyao's heart.

If he can turn the vitality he has absorbed into his own use, his attack power will snowball like a snowball!
He believed that Mu Changhun must have a purpose for lending his arm.

And at this moment, Yi Xiaoyao also knows that it is difficult to escape, so he might as well take a risk.

On the arm sacrificed at this moment, Yi Xiaoyao poured all his strength into it, and broke the boat.

Under this desperate bet, and with the power of vitality absorbed by the previous palm, the palm that the old arm slapped at this moment is even more majestic than the previous palm. powerful.

Moreover, the palm prints made by the transformation of the old arm are dozens of times stronger than Yi Xiaoyao's own power, and it contains the ability to absorb vitality for his own use.

The majestic palm print roared out, covering the gray-robed middle-aged man who was walking towards him.

The complexion of the middle-aged man in the gray robe changed, and a serious look appeared in his eyes, he drew his sword and slashed again.

The violent cyan storm of sword light wanted to tear apart the palm print of Desolation desperately, but it was completely shattered by the power of Desolation in the palm print.

In the end, an astonishing shock shook the gray-robed middle-aged man to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, and he flew hundreds of feet before barely stopping.

All the people who saw this scene were full of horror, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

At first they thought that Yi Xiaoyao would definitely die, but they didn't expect that he would repel and injure the middle-aged man in gray robe who was so much higher than himself!
The other major forces wanted to besiege Yi Xiaoyao's strong men, but seeing this scene also shrank their pupils, and rushed towards this side to prevent Yi Xiaoyao from escaping.

"I want to see how many more attacks like this you can perform!"

Blood was hanging from the corner of the gray-robed middle-aged man's mouth, and his breath became a little sluggish. He felt that the moment he was hit, most of his vitality was sucked away.

However, the middle-aged man in the gray robe also noticed that Yi Xiaoyao had exhausted all his power with that palm just released, and it was absolutely impossible to release this kind of power again, which was definitely not his overbearing move.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard the other party's words, he just smiled coldly.

In the next moment, majestic green aura surged towards him from all directions.

These green auras are exactly the large amount of vitality absorbed by the palm just slapped.

Even, the vitality force returned by these feedbacks is much more than the force he just expended.

Just in line with what Yi Xiaoyao guessed in his mind, the desolate power in the old arm can indeed snowball continuously.

"How many times can you release it? When you know it, it's useless to regret it."

Yi Xiaoyao let out a cold voice, and the majestic vitality absorbed was reinjected into the old arm.

The third palm, shoot out!

This palm has a stronger breath than the previous two palms.

And when the gray-robed middle-aged man saw this palm appear, he immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Brother Jian, I'll help you!"

At this time, another strong man had already rushed to the side of the gray robe, and his spear shot out like a dragon.

When the gray robe saw this, he felt relieved, and immediately drew his sword and slashed out a shocking sword light.

The desolate palm print shattered the void, and came with a bang, directly shaking the spears and swords of the two men.

The domineering power of desolation spread directly along the opponent's spear and sword, withering the power of the opponent's moves and absorbing the opponent's vitality.

This third palm crushed the two of them until they retreated steadily.

"What a weird power!"

"Is this also the mystery of desolation?"

"This Yi Xiaoyao, how could he suddenly become so powerful?"

"That arm is weird! Let's join forces and take his arm!"

The rest of the powerhouses who rushed to surround were shocked at first, and at the same time, they also found the old arm sacrificed by Yi Xiaoyao, and they rushed over one after another, wanting to take it off.

The sneer on the corner of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth became more and more intense.

And around him, green light was shining brightly, and even more majestic vitality poured into his body continuously.

"Don't you realize that you are already a group of dead people?"

Senran laughter came from Yi Xiaoyao's mouth, followed by the strong fourth palm.

Many powerful people greeted this palm together, and earth-shattering fluctuations erupted above the void.

They exerted all their strength and finally teamed up to break the fourth palm, and then countless terrifying attacks crushed Yi Xiaoyao overwhelmingly.

Facing these moves that could kill him countless times, Yi Xiaoyao not only showed no fear at all, on the contrary, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Because the stronger these attacks are, the more vitality he can absorb with the palm print of desolation.

Although Yi Xiaoyao also knew that all this was due to the old arm, but the feeling of snowballing power still made him extremely excited.

The fifth palm, after a long struggle, was finally broken.

The sixth palm directly blocked all the combined attacks of this group of people.

Those strong men from various forces who wanted to kill Yi Xiaoyao finally felt fear in their hearts.

"That arm, whose hand is it!"

"This guy, with the help of his arms, the power is getting stronger and stronger!"

"If this goes on like this, we won't be able to resist at all! Let alone kill him!"

Above the void, the powerful men of all major forces looked at each other again and again, and there was a strong retreat in their voices.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiaoyao's voice sounded faintly.

"Before I said that you are already a group of dead people, but you only realized this now, it is too late."

As soon as the words fell, a series of green dragon-shaped vitality roared and circled out of Yi Xiaoyao's body, piercing into the old arms in front of him one after another.

On the old arm, the withered and wrinkled skin became full of vitality, and the five fingers and the palm of the palm radiated a blue light, transforming into a terrifying barren aura, which turned into palm prints and suddenly slapped out.

The seventh palm, cover the sky and block out the sun, with momentum like a rainbow!
The air of desolation surrounding the palm print made the space with a radius of thousands of feet instantly barren, and all vitality was lost, all of which were absorbed by the palm print, which made the palm print's breath even more frightening.

The powerhouses of all major forces let out horrified roars, and broke out extreme attacks trying to delay the palm prints, and then fled in all directions.

However, the crushing force of the palm prints is like a broken bamboo, and their attacks are like nothing, being crushed and shattered.

In the end, under Yi Xiaoyao's control, the Zhetian palm print suddenly grasped.

All the strong men from the various forces were caught by the giant palm and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao only felt that the majestic vitality was coming from afar, and after a while, he raised his palm and let go.

A group of extremely embarrassed figures broke free from the giant palm.

These figures are exactly those powerful people from various forces who want to kill Yi Xiaoyao.

It's just that at this moment, all their vitality has been sucked away by the giant palm, and they are all extremely old. Even though their spiritual strength is still there, they can't even breathe.

They wanted to escape, but when they moved, their bodies fell apart directly under the weight.Screams of pain.

This is exactly the effect of absorbing their vitality, which is more cruel than killing them.

Seeing the miserable state of these people, Yi Xiaoyao's solemn voice resounded through the void.

"If you are an enemy of me, you will live like this!"

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(End of this chapter)