Martial arts become gods

Chapter 285
Feeling the violent breath in the huge imprint, everyone's complexion became a lot heavier at this time, and they retreated away one after another.

"Oh?"

Yan Zhijie let out a cry of surprise, and his complexion suddenly became much more serious.

As soon as he raised his palm, a mountain of Yuan Li roared out, instantly forming a phantom of a giant flame nearly a hundred meters behind him.

The terrifying high temperature instantly distorted the air, making everything around it look incomparably illusory.

"The Flame Emperor Cleaves the Heavenly Hand!"

Yan Zhilie let out a loud shout, and quickly raised his palm, and then the flame giant behind him also slowly raised an arm.

The huge arm swept across the sky, almost covering the sun's brilliance.

Amidst the faint rumble, everyone felt the pressure increase sharply.

"It's the Yanhuang Sutra!"

Seeing the flaming giant exuding enormous coercion, all the people in the Fire Hall exclaimed in unison, "Unexpectedly, Master Zhijie has successfully cultivated the Yanhuang Sutra."

This Yanhuang Sutra is a very advanced martial art in the Flame Palace, it is divided into five chapters, and this Yanhuang Sky Cracking Hand is the first one.

This martial art is extremely powerful, but it is very difficult to practice.

So far, few of the younger generation in the Huoyan Temple have successfully cultivated.

When the concentration of energy reached the peak, Yan Zhijie's eyes turned cold, and his raised arm suddenly pointed at Mo Xian.

"boom!"

Following that, the huge arm of the flaming giant suddenly fell, and a huge flaming hand that was nearly tens of meters roared out immediately.

At the same time, the death mark of the fierce spirit was also punched out by Mo Xian.

Two equally terrifying energies converged to one place in the air, and as they rubbed against each other, bursts of extremely terrifying elemental force storms erupted.

In the face of this terrifying power, everything seemed to become extremely fragile, like a piece of paper, destroyed almost instantly.

"boom!"

Mo Xian flew upside down, creating a nearly [-]-meter gully on the ground before slowly stopping.

"God!"

Yan Zhilie and the others suddenly exclaimed.

"Haha, Great God, is this the Great God you invited? It's so ridiculous!" Yan Zhijie laughed mockingly, but soon, the expression on his face froze.

He actually saw that Mo Xian stood up slowly.

"Damn it, it really hurts!" Mo Xian flicked the dust off his body, slowly raised his head, and looked at Yan Zhijie.

Facing Mo Xian's deep eyes, Yan Zhijie felt chills for no reason, but he quickly recovered and said, "Boy, you are indeed stronger than I imagined!"

"There are more than you can imagine." Mo Xian smiled lightly, and lightning arcs shot above his feet, and the teacher turned into a shadow and shot out in an instant, faster than before.

"Hmph, watch me burn you to slag!" Yan Zhilie snorted coldly, swiped out with both hands alternately, blasting out hot energy in an instant, covering almost all the space around Mo Xian.

Mo Xian shuttled through the gap, dodging quickly, and a gap was torn from the intensive attack.

The Remnant Dragon Sword had appeared in his hand at some point, and struck Yan Zhijie across a strange arc.

"Oh?"

Yan Zhijie was startled, and the flames on his ten fingers swallowed, and he directly grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"squeak!"

Amid the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, Yan Zhijie actually grabbed the Remnant Dragon Sword. The huge force made him retreat continuously, plowing a deep ditch on the ground.

"Damn it, the power is so strong!" His pupils shrank, and his arms suddenly exerted force, but he suddenly felt that his hands were empty.

But Mo Xian had already withdrawn the Remnant Dragon Sword, and then slammed it from another direction.

"boom!"

Amid the dull crashing sound, Yan Zhijie flew in response, but in order to land, Mo Xian appeared beside him strangely, and the Remnant Dragon Sword slammed down angrily again.

"Hmph!" Yan Zhijie snorted coldly, twisted his body lightly and forcibly changed the direction, and at the same time slapped the Remnant Dragon Sword with his palm, and his figure was also skewed away by force.

Then, terrifying energy condensed behind him again, and the flame giant appeared again.

"It's over!" Yan Zhijie let out a smirk, and immediately the flame giant's big hand slapped down again, and before it landed, a huge palm print was pressed on the ground.

Mo Xian's eyes were also terrified, and he turned his wrist, and there was a dragon chant sound from the Remnant Dragon Sword.

Terrible power is condensing on it.

In the next moment, Huo Huo slapped it with his big hand, and the sword in Mo Xian's hand also slashed out.

The thick flame enveloped Mo Xian, as if it was about to burn him to ashes.

But soon, a white light of Yuanli burst out from it, and the light expanded instantly, tearing the big flaming hand apart, and then tearing towards Yan Zhijie at a lightning speed.

Amidst the sound of dragon chants, a bottomless ravine appeared on the ground, and at the end of that ravine was that Yan Zhilie.

Mo Xian's sword is very simple, without the slightest fancy, but it has brought into full play the profound meaning of the Remnant Dragon Sword and the Cut Gang Sword Art to the extreme.

Enough to open mountains and break seas!
Sensing the terrifying strength roaring, Yan Zhilie's complexion finally changed, he held his palm, and a small flaming cauldron appeared in front of him.

A fiery red light emerged from the small cauldron, enveloping his entire figure.

"It's the Fire Spirit Cauldron, did you actually force all of this out?" Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Immediately afterwards, that white light slashed at Yan Zhijie as if passing through space.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening impact, the red light on Yan Zhijie's body trembled continuously, and he himself was shaken so that his whole body trembled, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped in unison, this scene was really weird.

The six-star great martial artist Yan Zhijie was actually knocked into the air by the four-star great martial artist.

Everyone stared at Mo Xian dumbfounded, and there was complete silence around him for a while, even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

After recovering, everyone looked at Mo Xian at the same time, their eyes were full of shock.

"Is this guy still human?" Yan Zhijie muttered to himself, and at the same time pinched himself fiercely. After feeling the full pain and making sure that he read correctly, he showed a very satisfied expression on his face. .

Although Yan Zhijie was his elder brother, seeing the latter being knocked into the air, he didn't have the slightest sympathy, but instead had a sense of elated excitement.

Although he did not defeat Yan Zhijie with his own hands, in his opinion, Mo Xian is the great god he invited, which is no different from defeating Yan Zhijie himself.

However, Mo Xian did not relax his vigilance. He naturally knew that his sword actually hit the defensive spirit treasure, and did not cause much damage to Yan Zhijie.

(End of this chapter)