Martial arts become gods

Chapter 783 A Special Method to Improve Strength

Although Ding Rui is only a one-star Martial King, with the use of the Fire Spirit Sword, she should be able to burst out with a strength not weaker than that of a two-star Martial King, and even be able to fight against a three-star Martial King.

Her sword skills are very ingenious, and the trajectory of each sword light is different, making it very difficult to figure out.

Sensing those two powerful attacks, Song Jing immediately recovered from the shock Yan had given him.

However, it is obviously a bit late.

The terrifying sword glow and the flaming halberd hit his body almost simultaneously, and the same hot breath spread out instantly.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you bastards!" In the flames, Song Jing roared pitifully, obviously even he couldn't bear such an attack.

At the same time, an extremely powerful aura surged from Song Jing's body, directly dissipating all the energy around him.

But even so, Song Jing's body was still full of scars, with blood oozing everywhere, and his hair and eyebrows were almost burned off, which looked very ridiculous.

"Ahem, you..." Song Jing coughed out a few mouthfuls of thick bloody phlegm, and his gaze swept across Mo Xian, Ding Rui, and Yan alternately.

Obviously, the repeated setbacks made him extremely angry.

"You only need to attack, and leave the defense to me." Yan said suddenly.

"Okay!" Mo Xian agreed without even thinking about it, and his figure rushed out at the same time.

"Shh!"

Amid the rapid breaking wind, his figure was like a ghost, leaving an afterimage behind him.

"Get out of here!" But Song Jing obviously didn't want to give Mo Xian any more chances, he shouted violently, and a circle of forceful energy fluctuations in his body suddenly swept away.

There is an incomparably terrifying power in this elemental force fluctuation, and even Mo Xian dare not underestimate it, so he can only avoid its edge for the time being.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a roaring sound coming from Song Jing's body, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world quickly swept towards him.

Obviously, he was preparing to perform an extremely terrifying martial skill, most likely a seventh-rank martial skill.

Mo Xian's expression suddenly became a lot more dignified. If he was at the peak of the four-star Martial King Realm, if combined with a seventh-rank martial skill, that level of power would naturally be called terrifying.

"Leave it to me, you save your strength." Yan said, and his huge figure rushed up directly.

"But..." Mo Xian hesitated, after all, the power of seventh-rank martial arts should not be underestimated.

"Trust me!" Yan said firmly.

Mo Xian didn't say anything anymore. In the face of an opponent stronger than himself, it was indeed very important to preserve his strength.And he believed that since Yan had said it, he would be able to do it.

"Hmph, you want to block my attack just because you have no energy." Song Jing snorted coldly, and a small vortex suddenly appeared between the hands clasped in front of his chest, and a huge vortex emanated from it. suction.

"Shua!" The endless energy of heaven and earth was sucked into his hands in an instant, and at the same time, the energy in his body poured into the vortex between his hands without interruption.

Soon, the concentration of energy reached its peak.

"Nebula Storm!" Song Jing shouted, and pushed out with both hands.

The energy vortex spurted out, and then instantly expanded to hundreds of feet in size, like a huge star that suddenly exploded, forming a large nebula.

"Boom thick!"

Amidst the roar, the huge nebula was slowly rotating and flew out quickly.

"Sure enough, it's a seventh-rank martial skill!" Feeling the astonishing fluctuations, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yan's complexion was as usual, and the activated ancient blood in his body suddenly started to run like crazy.

Almost at the same time, the nebula storm has come to Yan.

He crossed his arms in front of him, trying to block it with his body.

"Looking for death!" Seeing this scene, a sinister smile appeared on Song Jing's face immediately.

The nebula storm hit Yan's arms heavily, and his body immediately took a few steps back, and the bones all over his body creaked unbearably.

Immediately afterwards, all the energy in the nebula storm poured on Yan's body.

"Bang bang..."

There were continuous impact sounds, and Yan's body was like a statue, with tiny broken stones constantly falling down.

Mo Xian's heart immediately rose to his throat. Although he had tried it himself, his Yuanli attack at that time was not so terrible at all.

However, to everyone's surprise, Yan actually endured it. Although it looked like it could be destroyed at any time, it remained motionless like a mountain.

"Impossible!" Seeing this scene, Song Jing's eyes almost popped out.

He is well aware of the power of Nebula Storm, even a five-star martial king might not dare to resist it like this.

"Die to me!" He shouted angrily, and the energy in his meridians began to circulate like crazy.

Under his terrifying offensive, Yan's hands began to explode, and his body began to explode.

But Mo Xian felt something unusual. Yan's strength seemed to be growing slowly, as if he was receiving the material from Qian's tempering, which was similar to when he was tempering his consciousness before.

He didn't pay attention to this when Yan helped him resist before, but this feeling is very clear at this moment.

"boom!"

After another violent explosion, the nebula storm completely exploded, and Yan's body was smashed to the ground, sinking into the depths of the ground.

"Huh!" Song Jing snorted coldly, and looked at Mo Xian lightly.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise above the ground, and then a huge figure soared into the sky, which was the rock.

At this moment, he looked completely unrecognizable, with horrific scars on his body, but his steps were still steady.

"How is this possible!" The expression on Song Jing's face froze immediately.

The people around fell into a state of petrification, and they couldn't understand why Yan was able to survive such a terrorist attack.

Yan himself also seemed to be greatly surprised, stretched out his hands to look, and a look of joy appeared on his face immediately.

Obviously, he just realized that he can improve his strength in this way.

When he was a child, he also received beatings, but those were completely ordinary attacks, and they could only strengthen his body.

He soon realized that the ancient blood in his body should have grown a little more.

"Who are you?" Song Jing looked at Yan closely, and said with a little fear.

Yan didn't talk much, so he naturally ignored Song Jing and just looked at him quietly.

"Hmph, I want to see how much attack you can withstand from me." Seeing this, Song Jing snorted coldly, and cast Nebula Storm again.

Yan didn't dodge or evade, and once again greeted him.

The situation was similar to last time, Yan's figure was still blasted into the ground.

But Mo Xian was not worried at all, he saw the right opportunity, rushed directly to Song Jing, and punched Song Jing hard on the head.

"boom!"

Song Jing was stunned immediately by the blow, but Mo Xian didn't give him any chance, his fists were like a storm.

Moreover, on his fist, there is actually a trace of ink spirit fire.

Mo Linghuo merged into Song Jing's body, quickly burning his Yuanli.

(End of this chapter)