The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 596 The Azure Sky Sword (Monthly Ticket [-] Plus)
Among the dozen or so people, there are two old people, with chicken skin and white hair, cloudy eyes, about seventy or eighty years old at least, wearing light brown robes, each holding a four-foot-long carved wooden box, trembling slowly. The appearance is really worried that it will fall down in the next second.

The young people are all in their 20s, men and women, holding weapons, short knives of the same style, the blade is two feet long and short, and they seem to have practiced the same kung fu.

As soon as this group of people entered the door, they first saw Xiao Hei, who was as big as a buffalo, lying quietly beside Xiang Yang. Although they were amazed at the strength and magic of this beast, they didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, they turned their attention to the food and drink in the inn. everyone.

A little girl wearing a floral wide-sleeve skirt stood timidly behind the two old men, put her hands on the wooden box, looked around, and finally set her eyes on Xiang Yang, and said cautiously,

"Second Grandpa, Third Grandpa, that's the one Bikong warned. He has a devilish vicious energy about him."

Xiang Yang was originally concentrating with his eyes closed, and when the group of people entered the inn, they also opened their eyes to look, and then heard the little girl say to the two old men, a group of people looked at it with malice and killing intent. to him.

"The devil will die."

Xiang Yang was still guessing the origin of this group of people. A young man had already rushed towards him with a short knife.

The most powerful is the short knife method, the trick is stabbing, the way of murder and danger, the angle is tricky, and the change of the back move is beyond words. Combined with a unique internal force, the power is also very good.

However, he was facing Xiang Yang. The moment he stabbed with the dagger, he plucked off a piece of blond hair on his shoulder. His two fingers were long and short, and he was so angry that he immediately touched the dagger, piercing the dagger like a steel needle poking tofu. , unabated, got into the young man's dovetail hole, and shrank into a ball.

The bystanders only saw a flash of golden light, and the young man rushing towards Xiang Yang dropped his knife and screamed, fell to the ground in agony, and his methods were miraculous. huge gap between.

Seeing this scene, the boss who was doing the calculation shrank his pupils, and squeezed the iron abacus in his hand to make a clear mark.

The short knife is made of good material, even if it is not as good as Baobing, it is also the top of ordinary soldiers. It was pierced by a strand of Xiang Yang's hair, and it also penetrated into the Jiuwei acupoint without coming out through the body. , The high level of martial arts is really unimaginable.

"Sure enough, it's the devil. With such skill at such an age, it must be related to the Boneless Demon Sect. Please ask Bi Kong to kill the devil."

The two old men originally looked like they were not awake, but when they saw Xiang Yang so easily and freely deal with the family juniors they had cultivated so painstakingly, they were startled, they didn't dare to take it seriously, they looked at each other and said.

However, just when the two were about to open the wooden box, Xiang Yang had already stretched out the middle finger of his right hand, and pointed out a strand of golden silk, which wrapped around the wooden box at an extraordinary speed without a sound.

With a little effort, there was a burst of thunder-like vigor that shook the hands of the two old men away, and pulled the wooden box to the front. With a flick of the fingers, the box spun around twice in mid-air, and finally landed slowly on Xiang Yang. On the side table.

This move made the old man and the young people around him even more dumbfounded. This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by their Yan family. It was taken away so easily. Wouldn't the old ancestor be revived?
The two old men stared blankly at the palms that seemed to have been roasted by lightning strikes, completely unaware of what happened just now.

They are both consummated masters of Acquired Consummation. Their skills are fused with the blue sky in the wooden box. They should have no opponents in Acquired Day, but that young man wounded them so casually and took Bikong away. Is there such a thing?Is it possible that the other party has already advanced innate?
"Good darling, there is an idea coming out between the huffs and puffs, I want to see what it is."

Xiang Yang was very curious, and he also heard that these people had misunderstood something. It should be related to the black-haired stiff and the bone-bone magic skill, but since the other party attacked him indiscriminately, he didn't need to be polite.

Pressing the thumb on the gap of the wooden box, with a little internal force, the lid of the wooden box was pushed open, and then a blue knife light shot out from it, straight to Xiang Yang's chest, the speed was like a flash of lightning.

This knife was struck at a distance of no more than two feet, and the speed of the knife was as fast as lightning, no less than a thunderous blow by a top acquired master lurking beside Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang didn't expect this kind of change, but he has gone through the change of celestial silkworms, and his martial arts have become great. The star's protective energy manifested in front of Xiang Yang's body into a tangible golden gas mask. It was cut through, but it also bought time for Xiang Yang.

The golden silk on the tip of the right finger is entangled, and the force of the finger turns into a thousand knives and ten thousand swords into soft fingers. Cooperating with his incomparable golden silk, the circles are entangled to weaken the momentum of the blade.

Xiang Yang's golden silk is both rigid and soft, and combined with the Dianshichengjin fingering technique, the power is multiplied. Even so, with Xiang Yang's current cultivation base, it is still difficult to resist this stabbing attack.

In the end, with the most unstoppable and invincible right hand, he pinched the two fingers in the middle of the index finger, and silently used the method of unloading his strength and vigorously, to hold the miraculous sword light, so that everyone in the hall can see its true face.

This is a long-handled short knife, the whole body is blue, the blade is straight, there is a broken water texture on it, and the arc of the knife tip is raised, and it is huffing and puffing out half a foot of knife light, facing Xiang Yang awe-inspiringly, trembling, killing intent and even stimulating the entire inn Everyone felt a sense of horror, as if the knife was not aimed at Xiang Yang, but himself.

"God, god, god soldier?"

The one who spoke was the innkeeper with wide-eyed eyes. His mouth was not smooth and his hands were trembling. He was even more shocked than seeing Xiang Yang's martial arts.

His martial arts, knowledge, all show that he is definitely not an ordinary person, but now no one cares about his origin, because everyone's eyes are focused on this blue sky knife.

A divine weapon is indeed a divine weapon, because even if it is the most precious weapon in the world, it is impossible for a precious weapon that is harder and sharper than this knife to have such an amazing spirituality, let alone a weapon without the help of others. He sent out his own knife and beheaded others.

The reason why the magic weapon is far superior to the soldiers of ordinary treasures is that it already has spirituality and soul. With these, it is not impossible to regard it as a living life.

At this time, Xiang Yang was holding the blue sky magic knife between his fingers, and there were drops of cold sweat on his forehead. The two fingers of a pair of Jianbi Baobing were scratched by the edge of the peerless magic knife, but no blood seeped out.

Because of the closest distance, he could truly feel the horror of this blue sky sword.

The majestic and fierce saber aura is nothing, but the saber aura contained in it that can split the dark clouds and make the blue sky clean is the real power.

Xiang Yang suddenly understood something. The material of this blue sky knife is common, even inferior, among the first-class magic soldiers, but its spirituality is amazing.

Its first master must have been a master of swordsmanship, who practiced day and night with his own swordsmanship, and only then did he cultivate his spirituality and promote him as a magic weapon.

Although there is only one word difference between his troop tourmaline knife and the blue sky magic knife, compared with it, it is no different from scrap copper and rotten iron.

This gap is even bigger than the gap between acquired and innate.

(End of this chapter)