The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 495
While Xiang Yang was thinking, three more masters tried to rush into the Xiao Zhou Tian Xuan Ming Formation formed by the seven masters of the Ice Demon lineage, but unfortunately they all returned in vain.

"It seems that Su Wei, the headhunter of Jinzhang Mansion, is the strongest. He is single-handedly challenged with Zhao Qingfeng, and he is not at a disadvantage in the slightest, and his offensive becomes more and more fierce. The martial arts of the rest are much inferior."

Xiang Yang looked at the scuffle on the field, aside from the inhuman innate powerhouse who did not know where to fight, and sometimes shook the mountain, the scene of the fight between Zhao Qingfeng and Su Wei was the most grand.

Every now and then, the sword, air, sword, and air guns are released, and the surrounding space between the two of them is full of indistinguishable strength. Even if he rushes in now, he will probably die inside, because he is facing Two people, not one.

"Brother Li, let's break the Xuanming Formation first."

Xiang Yang stepped down, and his body cut into the people fighting in the Xuanming formation like a ghost. In an instant, he was hit by the ice crystal armor master three times one after another. Everything, colliding with each other, burst the air and stepped on the stone ground under the feet.

The three masters made moves one after another, one knife, one sword, one punch, one blow was stronger than one blow, the impact carried a chill that invaded the bone marrow, and the true energy displayed in the fight was the ice demon qigong he was familiar with.

"So that's the case. No wonder there are fewer enemies and more enemies, and it can crush outsiders to participate in it. It's a qualitative gap."

Standing outside the formation, Xiang Yang felt that Liu Ruohai and the dozen or so masters were too weak, and it was difficult to gain an advantage with a large number of fighters, but a rookie could.

Going deep into the battle circle, Xiang Yang discovered that after the formation of these seven people, their combat power has reached another level. All seven of them are like this, which is why the scene seems so stalemate.

Xiang Yang rushed in, and Li Zhaoqi followed closely behind, flicking his sword qi, clanging his voice, and rushing through the night magnificently, greatly reducing the pressure on the righteous masters who were caught in a stalemate and bitter battle.

What Xiang Yang and Li Zhaoqi found was the ice crystal armor master who was jointly attacked by a monk, a powerful man with unrivaled punching power, who poured down like a glacier.

This one is Wang Yifeng, the master of Changchun Temple, his moves are free and easy, and his steps coincide with the nine palaces. Although he did not perform pure martial arts, his qigong is extremely powerful.

Wang Yifeng also has another identity, that is, the uncle of Qingjiang Mansion's god catcher Jin Zhang catcher Wang Ling, and his eldest brother is the direct disciple of Changchun Guanzhu, who is expected to break through the innate powerhouse.

The other monk is Huaixiu, who is of the same generation as Baiyu Temple and Huaiku. His head is shiny, his robes are white, and he has a majestic demeanor. He is waving a Zen stick in his hand. The one-meter-deep hole that exploded was the successor of Baiyu Temple's stick method of subduing demons.

At this time, Xiang Yang and Li Zhaoqi joined the two new forces, and the pressure on Wang Yifeng and Huaixiu was greatly reduced, and at the same time, they raised their true energy and attacked the strong man with bright armor.

Xiang Yang's one-style slash combined with the seven-door saber technique was like sparks starting a prairie fire, and the three-point Guiyuan Qi was continuously transformed into an outward saber aura blasting out, cutting through the turbulent flow in the void, and aiming at the brow of the ice-armored strong man.

Li Zhaoqi shot with curved fingers, and the wave of sword energy erupted from Shen Lie's sword shot straight out, extending several feet, distorting the air, and piercing into people's hearts with a sharp whistling sound.

In an instant, the ice armored man was besieged by the four strong men. The rolling air waves and the tide-like attack finally froze his condensed expression.

"Transformation."

In an instant, the other six masters who were fighting with many masters retreated at the same time, and jumped to the side of the man who was shouting and changing. The seven people pressed their palms and backs, and a terrifying power wave emanated from No.1. open.

Powerful strength, unrivaled aura radiating, Xiang Yang and others' faces changed instantly, and they retreated at the same time. This person's martial arts has reached the limit, and even aroused the spiritual energy fluctuations in the void. If he is not careful, he may be killed instantly.

"That's, it's not good. They are all abandoned children of the Ice Demon. The real purpose is to take the opportunity to let Zhao Qingfeng gather this power and attack the innate realm."

There were a few masters in the righteous way panting heavily, watching the moment when all seven people gathered their skills, six of them turned into ice crystals, and died peacefully, while the last one's ice armor cracked, and his surging true energy exploded. It was actually spontaneously excreted from the body, forming a thick air circle.

Xiang Yang's heart skipped a beat, shocking the innate?If Zhao Qingfeng really has this plan and it succeeds, I am afraid that everyone present will be wiped out. There is a big gap between nature and nurture.

From what he has heard and learned, there is only one Nanxiang Zhuang Ai who can rebel against the innate from the day after tomorrow. This swordsman is also the most outstanding genius in Nanxiang.

Even so, Zhuang Ai's own realm has reached the acquired limit, and even broke the limit.

Because he has already been able to break through the barriers of innateness, just to strengthen his foundation, he suppressed it hard, and what he killed was just ordinary innateness.

According to Xiang Yang's own estimation, with his current martial arts attainments, even if he is consummated the day after tomorrow, he cannot be a weak and innate opponent.

Unless you create the magic skill that is based on the three-point return to vitality and the magic of the silkworm, combined with the magic of the wedding dress, or you can completely turn your own sword skills into a magic knife, or you can achieve the perfect fingering method of turning stones into gold.

In the battle, Zhao Qingfeng became more and more excited as he fought more and more, his true energy penetrated his whole body, his sword and sword came out, and his body spun, forming a terrifying storm of air blades that rolled towards Su Wei.

This is a decisive move that completely disregards consumption and uses all the strength to burst out. Normally speaking, if you win, you will die.

Faced with such a terrifying move, Su Wei's eyes puffed up, and he took a deep breath, knowing that it was impossible to catch it with his current skill, so he used light footwork to avoid it, and at the same time waited nervously, did Zhao Qingfeng give up on himself?
Then I saw a hazy shadow jumping up to Zhao Qingfeng's head, striking his Baihui acupoint with a palm, the rolling true energy melted into Zhao Qingfeng's body, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space rolled violently, like boiling water, gurgling rattle.

The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. Su Wei never expected such an accident to happen. If he wants to go forward, it is already difficult to get within three feet of Zhao Qingfeng's body, because there is an extremely thick and tough aura wall fused with the ice demon's energy. Protect Zhao Qingfeng in the middle.

"Attack with all your strength, and you must not let him succeed in promotion."

Monk Huaixiu let out an angry roar, and suddenly shot out the Zen staff in his hand. At the same time, there were more than a dozen people who shot at the same time. The densely packed weapons, and the true energy that could smash gold and iron in the past, were all blocked by this wall of energy.

Su Wei's face was ferocious, the red cloak was buzzing, the muscles in his right arm bulged, and he stepped hard on the gravel ground. The golden gun turned into a dazzling golden light and slashed towards Zhao Qingfeng. Still stopped at the last foot.

Zhao Qingfeng's heart was at ease, he put his arms in arms, and thrust the sword in front of him, as if he wanted to embrace the coming innate realm.

Just when everyone was helpless, Xiang Yang backhanded the tourmaline knife into the stone ground, his right hand dropped, and an ordinary flying knife appeared at his fingertips without a sound. Zhao Qingfeng.

If the sky commits evil, you can still live, but if you commit evil yourself, you can't live. Originally, with the opponent's martial arts and spiritual cultivation, Xiao Li's flying knife may not be able to hit it. Now he has set himself a retreat, and it is a target standing there for Xiang Yang to hit.

And since Xiang Yang's cultivation has grown, it has been a long time since he used all his strength to make this knife.

(End of this chapter)