Sun God Champion

Chapter 380 The Heavenly Snake King strikes, everyone underestimates you (please subscribe, ask for a monthly pass)
Above Tianjue Mountain, the sky suddenly darkened.

"Yang An, I didn't expect you to be alive!"

"There are so many people in the Xuantian Hall who want to kill you, but you managed to avoid it. This king has benefited from the Yunmeng royal family, so I will remove the scourge of you for the Yunmeng empire."

This is Taoism, but it is not entirely illusion.

Chunyang's aura was revealed, and it was obviously Lei Jie Guixian who made the move.

The sudden change in the sky in front of him was the means of the master of the four thunder tribulations.

Niansheng world.

Move Yang An directly into the small world.

Obviously, the person in front of him arranged means to teleport Yang An here.

"Sky Snake King, you actually want to kill me. Do you know what happened to those who wanted to kill me before?"

Yang An didn't wait for the Sky Snake King to answer, and continued:

"All dead."

Yang An looked at the enchanting figure in front of him, and quickly recognized the other party's identity.

The main thing is the aura of the other party, which is also the aura of the fairy level. This is a problem that is difficult to change even in the soul cadaver.

The reason why demon immortals are not called human immortals is that there is a difference.

Furthermore, he has naturally seen the image of the Heavenly Snake King's Star Eyes.

As the Taoist partner of Nalan Anhuang, the owner of the Xuantian Pavilion, he has naturally seen the image of the other party.

"Then this king is the first demon immortal to kill you. He is a mere peak martial saint, and he dares to threaten this king in front of this king. It's really arrogant."

Sky Snake King stared at Yang An with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice.

She has survived four thunder tribulations, and is a veritable four-time thunder tribulation ghost fairy master. She is powerful. Even if a human immortal master appears, she dares to fight against it, and she is not afraid.

Even if the immortal masters of the Great Zen Temple were resurrected back then, she would still be able to compete with them.

"Sky Snake King, did I tell you that anyone who is too confident will be slapped in the face."

"Today, this Marquis will let you see what a real peak Martial Saint is."

As Yang An said, the Great Ming Suzaku appeared in his hands, and it was a very good experience to use martial arts to fight against the masters of the four thunder tribulations.

After all, in the Great Thousand World, there are no immortal masters, and the peak martial saint is already the limit of martial arts.

The best way to improve martial arts cultivation is to fight against others.

The more you fight against masters, the more you understand, the faster your cultivation will improve.

There are not many peak martial saints, and there are even fewer people who can fight him.

Although the two masters of martial arts, Monk Jingren and Hou Tianbao, are stronger than ordinary people, they are not a single enemy in front of him at all.

After realizing the Heavenly Snake King's attack, Yang An didn't show it, but followed into this small world.

Huang Yanyan was in the Wushuang Temple at this time, and the Panhuang Life Sword was still being cultivated in the Wushuang Temple, so he was naturally not afraid of anyone, nor was he afraid of any conspiracy.

Seeing the Heavenly Snake King make a move, he was even more excited.

"Take Ben Hou's punch first, and then talk about it. Good fortune has Yuan fist."

Yang An first used the fortune-telling fist, the powerful qi and blood surged, the fist turned into nature, and the power was very powerful.

"The source of darkness, darkness descends."

With a thought of the Heavenly Snake King, the small world turned into darkness, and the aura of darkness invaded Yang An.

"It's useless, Benhou's fist has already locked your breath, even if it turns into darkness, Benhou's fist can still find you."

Yang An's fisting intent has locked onto the Heavenly Snake King. This is the fisting intent of a peak martial saint, and he can only welcome it.

"Of course this king knows, Hei Tian, ​​the Great Demon God, gave Diablo a palm."

In the darkness, the Great Demon God Heitian was conceived. In the pitch-black environment, the appearance of the Great Demon God Heitian could not be seen clearly at all, but his powerful aura could not be ignored.

In the darkness, fists and palms clashed violently, and the entire space became unstable.

This small world is transformed by the thoughts of the Heavenly Snake King, it is not the real world, and it is not comparable to the stable small world.

If the level of fighting exceeds the range that the small world can bear, it will be broken directly.

The blow didn't work, but Yang An was not in a hurry.

"Flame, dispel the darkness."

"Golden Lotus Tongtian Flame, now!"

As Yang An's voice fell, in the pitch-black environment, a golden flame instantly dispelled the darkness, revealing the appearance of Heitian Great Demon God.

One is ferocious all over, with scimitar-like arms, like a ferocious beast, capable of reaping life in the dark.

Under Yang An's control, the Golden Lotus Tongtian Flame appeared on Heitian Demon God, and in an instant, Heitian Demon God was burned to ashes.

"Ah! Damn it, what kind of flame is this?"

The Great Demon God Heitian visualized by the Heavenly Snake King was destroyed, and the thought visualized in it was directly burned. Although it was just a thought, the severe pain was transmitted to her soul, which was a pain to the skin.

"Naturally, it is the flame that can kill you. Since you dare to draw me into this small world, you have to bear my anger."

"Tiantian fire dragon."

As Yang An's words fell, the Golden Lotus Sky Flame turned into a fire dragon, and instantly the entire space was shone with golden light.

The darkness has long been broken, and the Taoism of the Heavenly Snake King has been dissipated directly.

"Yang An, don't be complacent, this king naturally has means to deal with you."

"Xuantian Daoist, the dark emperor pointed."

"Yang An, die for this king."

This is the ultimate move in "Xuantian Dark Record", and it is also the ultimate move that she learned in Xuantian Pavilion after she became the Taoist companion of the owner of Xuantian Pavilion. It is very powerful.

"I'll also show you the sword intent of this Marquis."

"Zhenzhen Dao Sword, cut!"

Seeing the Heavenly Snake King's killing move, Yang An became even more excited. The Great Ming Suzaku in his hand turned into an ordinary sword. The sword intent was not sharp, and it looked ordinary, not even like a sword.

But when the Heavenly Snake King saw this sword intent, he frowned.

In her more than eight hundred years in the world, she has seen those ordinary moves, but she burst out with shocking killing intent.

It may seem unremarkable, but it is actually dangerous.

She is not a young ghost fairy, but a Lei Jie ghost fairy who has lived for many years. She has seen many dangers, and has fought against people like Meng Shenji.

Naturally knowledgeable.

An unremarkable sword slashed across, and the Dark Emperor of the Heavenly Snake King fell with one finger.

No momentum erupted, but the Dark Emperor's Finger was engulfed.

The Heavenly Snake King felt pain coming from his fingers, and when he took another look, his fingertips had been pierced by Yang An's sword intent, and at the same time a strange sword intent was entwined around the wound.

Soul thoughts surged, suppressing Yang An's sword intent, only then did he discover that Yang An's ordinary sword intent was even more difficult, it could melt the power of soul, making the sword intent indelible.

With a thought, the Heavenly Snake King turned to use the Wu Sheng's fist to kill it, and was slowly wiped out.

This kind of swordsmanship has great restraint on the power of the soul.

The Heavenly Snake King glanced at his fingertips. The wound has been difficult to heal. As the peerless demon king, she has not been injured for a long time, and she was injured so badly.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was already a martial sage, or a master who had already comprehended the meaning of boxing, she would have been forced to point fingers at Yang An's blow.

With a human body, even a martial sage cannot regenerate a broken limb. If a finger is broken, if one fails to cultivate to the realm of flesh and blood above the legendary peak human immortal, otherwise the finger cannot be restored at all.

Only by dissecting the body again can it be fully recovered.

Although ghost immortal masters can dissect corpses, they still cherish the physical body very much. After all, it is related to the way of the Yang God, and the integrity of the physical body is more beneficial to practice.

"Yang An, everyone underestimated you."

The Heavenly Snake King withdrew his finger, put it in his mouth, and sucked it. It looked like an ordinary woman who was pricked while embroidering. Sucking would reduce the pain, but the Heavenly Snake King was not like this, but used his own fist, Wipe out the remaining breath on it and let it recover quickly.

Even if the body of the blood-changing Martial Saint has more blood than ordinary people, it will still affect his strength if he consumes too much.

In this kind of confrontation with the enemy, the injuries on the body may even become the flaws in the body.

There used to be a master of martial arts who had a wound on his body, and was forcibly drawn blood from the wound by Taoism, and the blood dried up and died.

Therefore, the further you practice, the various pores on the physical body will disappear, reducing all kinds of consumption, so that the life span of the physical body will be longer and longer.

At the immortal level, it is even more terrifying. The flesh body is as delicate as silk and satin, and at the same time, there are fewer and fewer defects.

"Then should this Marquis be happy? After all, it's what the Heavenly Snake King said."

Yang An said happily, but his face was still cold, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.

He himself, didn't feel much about it.

After all, people who were stronger than the Heavenly Snake King died in his hands. He was just a fairy, so there was no need to feel that way.

Yang An held the Great Ming Suzaku, and a sword intent directly slashed through it, and he had already started, so naturally he would not stop at this time.

The winner must be determined by the action, but he will not stop and stop fighting just because of the other party's words.

(End of this chapter)