Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 913 Death Battle (14)
Xuan Lian looked awe-inspiring, and with a wave of one palm, Ye Yang's attack was swayed away with a bang, and the figure swept forward, strangling consecutively with both palms staggered!

"Bang bang bang!"

With three consecutive beeps, Ye Yang watched as the real fire sword was broken into three pieces by Xuan Lian. Under Xuan Lian's near-divine power, the second-rank magic weapon would be so fragile.

"Wow!"

Ye Yang raised his arm, the flames surged, and the energy of the dragon scale storm burst out suddenly, the whole sky was illuminated brightly, the energy of the four flame dragons penetrated the clouds, and quickly swept Xuanlian's body!
"Boom boom boom..."

The continuous crackling sound was deafening, as if the world was about to be torn apart, the storm of dragon scales was strangling continuously, and no one knew whether the mysterious sickle in the storm was alive or dead.

……

The transformation of gods and demons almost exhausted Ye Yang's blood power, he panted heavily, however, under his gaze, the storm of dragon scales was suddenly torn apart, that Xuanlian put his hands behind his back, with a proud expression and disdainful eyes Looking at Ye Yang, he shouted in a low voice: "You have such a cultivation base at such a young age. If you have practiced for a thousand years, then it will be fine? It seems that this time, it will be hard to keep you no matter what!"

"boom!"

With five fingers spread, Xuan Lian silently recited the incantation, and the palm of his hand turned into a light palm that covered the sky and covered the sky. He suddenly grabbed Ye Yang in his palm, and then threw it in the air!
"Lock God's Coffin, open!"

……

Ye Yang was extremely weak, his hair turned from dark golden to black, and he was out of the transformation state, and his whole body was distorted into another space. This is the legendary Lock God Coffin!

"Snapped!"

Falling softly to the ground, Ye Yang murmured with tears in his eyes, "Xiaoxi..."

"what?"

Another voice sounded, Ye Yang raised his head, only to find that on the other side of the coffin of God Lock, on a pile of jagged stones, there was a beautiful woman sitting there, wearing a red dress, with a pair of pink bare feet in the air Rippling, with a delicate face, like a young fairy.

"Zeng...Sister Zengxuan?" Ye Yang murmured.

Chapter 180 Five God Gathering Technique
"Wow!"

The fragrant wind blew past, a veil slipped off Ye Yang's shoulder, Zengxuan suddenly came to Ye Yang's side, supported Ye Yang's shoulder with a plain hand, frowned slightly, and said: "Boy, can you find I am very pleased to come here, but...how did you get into this state?"

Ye Yang grinned miserably: "I was made into this..."

Zengxuan: "..."

……

Looking at the tragic wound on Ye Yang's shoulder, his body is even more scarred. Even the third-level physique of the starry sky cannot regenerate muscles in a short time, especially the leg injury. All the bones are shattered. It's not that easy, especially in the case of Ye Yang's huge power loss.

Zengxuan felt distressed when he saw it. The vast soul power in his palm gradually penetrated into Ye Yang's body. The effect of this soul healing technique is very unique. Ye Yang felt that the pain gradually disappeared, and the muscles in the wound regained their vitality. , growing rapidly, and within a short while, all the wounds on his body healed.

(End of this chapter)