The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 517 Pointing out the Sword Qi (Monthly Ticket Supplement)
A strange color flashed in Xiang Yang's eyes, is there no power left after one stab?Do you think my martial arts are empowered by others?
The murderous intent disappeared in a flash, and Xiao Li's flying knife held between the middle fingers of his right hand suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, a brilliant and shining knife flashed across.

As if under the hottest and intense sunlight, the hoarfrost attached to the weeds disintegrated layer by layer, turning into dew drops and falling to the ground, overflowing with saber energy, pouring out.

With a single blow, a flying knife appeared in Xiang Yang's hand again, but one of the five people on the field was already missing.

"To kill Zhao Qingfeng and other strong men who are about to be promoted to innate, I will naturally use my sword with all my strength, but facing you, this may not be the case."

After Xiang Yang's voice fell, the four people including Longxiang Toutuo suddenly turned their heads to look at Zhou Youheng who had contacted everyone this time and wanted to kill Xiang Yang.

At some point, a throwing knife had been inserted into his throat. What was terrible was that he didn't realize it. He just slowly raised his hands to grab something, but found that the strength in his whole body disappeared without a trace, and finally fell to the ground with a bang .

A few people felt chills in their hearts, the one who spoke was the middle-aged man holding the sword, what did you do to kill Zhou Youheng?
"This is the flying knife stunt. It can be released or retracted? How is it possible?"

The face of the middle-aged sword-wielding man who was full of confidence before changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it. Xiang Yang like this was too scary. They had lost a master before they did it.

The closest to Zhou Youheng, Feng Wuya who was still sneering, had a dry throat, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Zhou Youhengjiu, whose martial arts were two or three times better than him, died like this?If he was the one who attacked Xiang Yang just now, would he have survived?

In his mind, he recalled the scenes at the Mianyang inn that day, the long sword was taken away, his face was covered with blood, he changed from a young hero whom everyone praised and envied to someone who talked about after dinner, everything was due to the man not far from him Caused.

Facing Xiang Yang, he has already formed a heart demon. His spiritual will deeply fears Xiang Yang. Facing this young man who is like a god and demon, he doesn't even have the courage to draw a sword, or in other words, he has already Unable to hold a sword, he became a useless person.

In this way, Xiang Yang, who used a throwing knife, directly crippled the two of them, and the situation on the court was greatly eased, at least not five-on-one.

Of course, under such circumstances, Xiang Yang's energy and spirit have also been depleted, and he is no longer in the peak state. It can only be said that there are gains and losses, and the crisis has not yet been resolved.

"I said in the Jiang family, one can be two, don't repeat it again and again. After killing you, your body will be smooth and your thoughts will be clear. I don't know who will be next?"

Xiang Yang raised his flying knife slightly, and turned his body sideways. Except for Longxiang Toutuo and Feng Wuya who had already collapsed, the other two took a step back at the same time.

Xiang Yang's saber just now was really too weird. It was obvious that the saber was still in his hand one moment, and the whole handle was submerged in Zhou Youheng's throat the next moment. Full grasp of the next.

The identity of this ugly man in red is not simple, he is Wang Lun, a direct disciple of the Four Elephants Sect, and his martial arts are extremely superb.

In his early years, he had extraordinary aptitude and was extremely handsome. He was favored by all the elders of the school and placed high hopes on him. He practiced the Suzaku Burning Heaven Jue, which is a magical skill that directly points to innateness.

It's a pity that the heavens failed to fulfill people's wishes, and the Suzaku Burning Heaven Art is too obscure and difficult to understand. Even with the cultivation experience of the seniors, it is like walking on thin ice.

This situation lasted until four years ago, when he opened up the tenth meridian, he failed to get through the threshold of Suzaku burning the sky, and his body spontaneously combusted. Although he was rescued in the end, he was also disfigured.

Afterwards, he switched to the Fire Feather Kung Fu, a derivative of Suzaku Burning Heaven Jue, and with the help of the original Suzaku Burning Tian Jue, he cultivated this skill to great success, which is extremely powerful.

It can be said that Wang Lun is the top master of the Four Elephants Sect next to the descendants of the Big Four Elephants. It is impossible to match him with the Kuangfeng Kuaijian, Lightning Kuaisword and the like.

"According to what the young master said in the letter, it takes a lot of energy and energy for Xiang Yang to draw a knife, and there must be wear and tear after just one knife. Toutuo, why don't you do it?"

Wang Lun was apprehensive, but the other middle-aged man with a sword yelled violently at the Dragon Elephant Tutuo, who was as mighty as a King Kong descended into the world.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Xiang Yang, turning into flowers all over the sky, making people dazzled. The sword moves were complicated and quick, which was enough to compete with Leng Hong, but the internal strength was slightly insufficient.

One person took the lead, and Wang Lun and Longxiang Toutuo were also unambiguous. The fiery force of one person's wave turned into dense drizzle, and every drop could burn through rocks and melt a person's skull.

The middle-aged man took the lead, followed by Wang Lun, and the interval between the two shots did not exceed one breath. No matter how powerful Xiang Yang's flying knife was, he could only kill one person, and the other would definitely die.

Fortunately, Xiang Yang's learning is not limited to Xiao Li's flying knife, and he uses the supernatural technique of snapping his fingers.

The flying knife suddenly exploded into dozens of fragments in mid-air, and it was the control of true qi by the supreme magical skill of conjuring beads and demons. let.

Then his hand changed into the touch of stone fingering method, with five fingers like a knife, with a light swipe, an incomparably fierce knife aura is instantly formed to form a knife array to cut the flowers in the sky, there are hard and soft, yin and yang, and there is a strange knife Vicious and spicy, the saber qi emanating from the five fingers turned out to be of completely different attributes, but the evolution of five completely different saber techniques.

A clanging sound passed by, a crisp ding sounded, and a broken sword fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man with the sword retreated, the strong wind under his feet swept away a piece of wild grass, and a trace of blood slowly oozes from the right side of his cheek, which was injured by the remaining sword energy. If he hadn't been clever, he would have died under Xiang Yang's finger.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, the middle-aged man was full of astonishment, what kind of skill is this?
Pointing to send out saber qi, so fierce that it can break the sword that is close to Baobing. Where did such a martial art come from?

The next moment, the middle-aged man and Wang Lun looked at Longxiang Toutuo at the same time. This talent was their reliance to hunt and kill Xiang Yang. If he didn't make a move, how could the two of them be Xiang Yang's opponent?

Long Xiang Tutuo didn't make a move just now, which made the two return without success. Xiang Yang almost made a time difference and killed the middle-aged man holding the sword. They had to look at this mighty monk. What's the trick? .

"Although the Sa family is entrusted by others, they are also upright, and it is a shame for warriors to besiege such a young genius with you.

Xiang Yang, you are depleted of energy and spirit, and you are restrained by the two of you. At this time, you are already less than [-]% of your peak combat power. There is only so much I can do. If you can defeat the Sa family in this state, then you will not die. "

No one expected that Longxiang Toutuo would say such a thing, and he would cherish Xiang Yang's talent.

"Toutuo, you."

Before the middle-aged sword-wielding man could finish speaking, Long Xiang Tutuo's indifferent eyes glanced at him, his ferocious majesty, for a moment, his neck seemed to be strangled, and he could no longer speak.

He is different from Longxiang Tutuo, the other party is just because of a promise in the past, he is entrusted by others, but he obeys orders from others, so he is not a person of the same way.

It is delusional to want to control a warrior like Longxiang Toutuo, and he should be lucky that he was not slapped to death.

(End of this chapter)