Goddess's Best Master

The sudden fluctuation of breath made Yang Xiao feel a little surprised. "There is really a powerful force on the airship. It seems that the North Village Yizheng must be on the airship."

The airship is huge, and countless ninjas rush out, trying to snipe the Dragon Group's people in the helicopter cabin, fighting for time not to let them destroy the airship, and then waiting for the rescue to come, the Dragon Group's people also want to rush in as soon as they are entangled, once the time is long, and once the rescue of ice insect organization comes, it's much more difficult.

"I'll take care of this guy. You rush over." Yang Xiao's voice penetrated into long Xiaotian's earphone. It was very difficult for the voice above the air to spread. Only by relying on the earphone could we communicate with each other.

Long Xiaotian didn't hesitate when he heard Yang Xiaode's message. He made an offensive gesture to the members of the dragon group behind him and took the lead in killing them. Wherever he passed, all the Ninjas who dared to stop or the guards with guns were dashed away by long Xiaotian, who was like a humanoid tank. He pulled out a simple bronze sword from his back. The light of the sword was everywhere, and he would be killed!

Because of his action, the figure of Shi Shen, who wants to snipe long Xiaotian to stop him from charging, gradually shows up. Even if he doesn't show his figure, Yang Xiao can "see" him. Yang Xiao's divine sense has been paying attention to him. With this type of God, just follow the strong breath of his body.

"Your opponent is me!" Yang Xiao stepped on the ground with the wind under his feet. After five steps, he stretched his legs together and poured his internal force into it. He jumped up with both hands and grasped the chain on his hand, turning the chain that bound him into a weapon and smashed it down to the type God.

His body is more than two meters tall. His body is made of silk and bamboo. His lower body is an old leather skirt with a metal helmet on his head. The helmet is rolled back and facing the air. His body is purple. On his chest is also a huge ghost goggle. It's ferocious. It's like trying to choose someone to eat. His face is covered by a metal mask, I can't see clearly.

"Be careful, brother Yang. This is one of the ghosts and martial arts of the sun kingdom. There are seven ghosts and martial arts. They are red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, representing the intention of protecting the royal family of the sun kingdom. I didn't expect to see one of them here." Long Xiaotian's voice tells Yang Xiao about this type of God.

Type God is a very old power in the sun Kingdom, which can be traced back to thousands of years ago. There are two types of type God. One is spirit type God, which can also become consciousness God. There is no entity, but it is usually very powerful and can directly attack human consciousness. And the other is the ghost state, which has entity, just like the one in front of Yang Xiao's eyes, which has powerful power.

Yang Xiao, who fell down like a meteorite one day, had a look on his face. He saw that there was no movement in the original place. He quickly pulled out two samurai swords from his back. The purple samurai swords were about 1.8 meters long, full of the smell of killing, and instantly cut Yang Xiao into the air.

Yang Xiao separated his legs and tightened the chain on his legs at the moment of falling. With the help of the chain, Yang Xiao leaped up again in the air at the moment of blade contact. The chain in his hand was also tightened and pulled open. Then he crossed it left and right and wrapped it directly on the long sword of guiwuzi.

Yang Xiao, he wants to win the edge!

Then the power of falling together and falling again, plus Yang Xiao's great power, one of the long knives entangled in the chain was pulled by Yang Xiao fiercely, but the purple long knife didn't fall off from the hands of this kind of magic Wuzi. The body of guiwuzi didn't retreat with Yang Xiao's pulling direction, but followed forward, adding a force to Yang Xiao, Then the knife turned suddenly and turned to one side. Yang Xiao quickly sidestepped to avoid it. If he was struck, he would be cut off.

"This kind of move is definitely the best among the experts. At the moment, my hands and feet are bound to compete. The move is definitely not the opponent." After such a contact, Yang Xiao can already feel that this type of God is very difficult to deal with. His rosefinch dance body method with a chain is good to deal with ordinary ninjas, but it can only play a half role. It's really difficult to deal with this strange type of God.

Yang Xiao did not think about it. He figured out one of the joints. With a shake of the chain, he shook the long knife away. Then he lowered his head to avoid another long knife that cut to his head. His body turned back, and his body sprang up. His feet were like claws on one side of the cabin.

"Dragon Tiger boxing." Yang Xiao let go of the chain he held, and spread the meaning of dragon and tiger from palm to fist. The left dragon and the right tiger each had a virtual shadow circling out, but he didn't want to leave his hand. The virtual shadow in the shape of dragon and tiger was more staring, as if it were real. The tiger roared and the Dragon roared, and he rushed to the tall ghost Wuzi who was standing with a knife.

The cross body of the two swords trembles, and a dazzling purple light comes out from the whole body. The two long swords are also brilliant, and a more intense purple meaning bursts out between the two swords, and then presents the cross cutting technique which is often used by Western European warriors.

As soon as Yang Xiao's eyes were fixed, his face became more and more dignified.

The empty shadow of dragon and tiger in the air collided with the huge cross shaped purple light cut by the cross, and both dissipated.

It's hard for Yang Xiao to deal with this ghost martial arts. There's no extra time to think about it in the war situation. When Yang Xiao's idea turns, he suddenly condenses the internal power of the dragon and tiger boxing on the two fists. It seems that there are one dragon and one tiger on each of his fists.

Yang Xiao wants to fight with this type God close to each other, so he doesn't want to play the role of weapon. In the first two attacks, Yang Xiao can't break through the defense of this type God, let alone hit him. He is blocked by Gui Wuzi with a long knife.

But before Yang Xiao started again, the ghost Wuzi attacked first. Yang Xiao, who was forced to defend, had to quickly change his moves and fly down from the wall. Just as Yang Xiao dodged, the hard metal wall was cut out of a deep gully by his knife.

Yang Xiao takes this opportunity and moves quickly to the back of GUI Wu. His clenched fist smashes the back of GUI Wu Zi. The last move of GUI Wu Zi just uses the old gap to seize this opportunity.

The ghost Wu purple body swayed for a while, then returned to normal again, without the slightest sound, two long knives cut again.

"Mulder, the weapons chief has an advantage." Yang Xiao spat a curse.

At this time, the members of Yilong group who followed him called to him, "brother Yang, catch up!"