Heavenly God Mnemonic

"boom!"

The two halberds flew in the air, each shining light.

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly, and said: "Okay! The third type: Soul of Wu!"

The power on the halberd continued to turn into imaginary light and spread out, layered on top of each other, smart and smooth, like a dancer of the soul, dancing lightly.

Shi Yuyan's pupils condensed slightly, integrating all the spiritual consciousness into this style of martial arts, and comprehending it to his heart's content.

The martial artists around, as well as the spectators on the sea of ​​clouds, all frowned, "Is this a martial arts contest or a transfer of skills?"

Although the Tianzhan Qiqi style is extremely exquisite, and it is also very beautiful in fighting, the two imitating and competing with one move, one by one, lack the tension of life and death, as if they were performing.

Wu Ying was above the sea of ​​clouds, and said with a chuckle: "He is still so popular with girls. This poem and jade face is full of talents and looks, but also matches him, but if the palace owner met, what would he think."

Dong Huaiyuan snorted: "It's just a daughter, how can you compare with the palace lord? This Yang Qingxuan won the palace lord's favor. Not only is he not grateful for the pictorial report, but he is so damned!"

"The flowers and the grass?" Wu Ying smiled, but she felt helpless in her heart. If possible, she would also like to be touched by Yang Qingxuan, but now she is just obsessed.

"It seems that the rumors are true. Shi Yuyan really has a new love. That Yang Wuxin is so pitiful. He is so young, and the son of the emperor, he was greened."

"How about the son of the emperor? Is it comparable to Yang Qingxuan? If it is me, I must choose Yang Qingxuan."

"That's right, to be able to kill Gu Yao, it is already martial arts, famous all over the world, enough to be recorded in history."

Apart from Yang Wuxin's ugly expression on each arena, Wu Qiyue's eyes flashed with cold light as she looked at the martial arts platform next to her, not knowing what she was thinking.

Although Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan's tricks are extremely gorgeous and powerful, they are too gentle. If the spring weather turns rain, there is no murderousness.

"Type Four: Hell Fight!"

The halberd swayed in the air, without any fancy, it was a simple stab and gathered all the power of the whole body into this simplest form.

This is the simplest and most effective of the seven forms of Heaven Slashing.

The knowing blow with Shi Yuyan is similar to each other.

After the fourth formula, Yang Qingxuan's face became solemn, and the figure of King Yin Wu constantly appeared in his mind. He suddenly cut out with a halberd, and the strong and sharp energy smashed the void, and a crack was like an abyss, on the space. , With a dark purple gleam on the edge, looks terrifying.

"Fifth formula: Zhao Linyuan!"

Shi Yuyan's face changed drastically, and the abyss appeared in the void like a moat, as if to swallow all power, and she felt like she was about to be sucked into it.

Yang Qingxuan changed the halberd in his hand again and made another move. At the same time, he softly shouted: "You are optimistic, these last three moves are just what I have just realized."

"Sixth Type: A Crack in the Air!"

A thunder snake on the halberd violently burst open, tearing the sky, and the entire space was covered with cobweb-like cracks, shrouded forward, covering all directions, heaven and earth.

Shi Yuyan's halberd crossed him, blocking the aftermath of a move.

At this moment, she branded everything she saw in front of her eyes, all the moves, tactics, and steps, in the sea of ​​knowledge, waiting to be slowly digested.

At the same time branded in his heart, there is also Yang Qingxuan's handsome, heroic and majestic posture.

"Last one, be careful!"

Yang Qingxuan let out a soft drink, and a strange field energy suddenly appeared on the halberd, spreading out with the might of suppressing the world.

The entire space was constantly distorted under that field of energy, as if a great power was continuously condensing, accumulating extremely strong explosive power.

As the halberd pierced, the world suddenly tightened after the moment of loosening, and circles of gravitational field energy spread out from the tip of the halberd, layering on top of each other. With each distance, the power rose by geometric multiples, and then fell.

"Seventh Type: Fallen!"

"Boom!"

Shi Yuyan only felt that the gravity of the entire space had increased countless times, and a sorrowful trembling broke out from the savage **** halberd, and the fierce beast inside roared dormant in the vessel.

"Boom!"

After that, the terrible gravity dissipated instantly, Shi Yuyan felt her body lighten, and the powerful reaction force instantly burst, causing her blood to roll and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"when!"

The savage halberd could no longer be held, and he thrust it abruptly to his side while supporting his body.

The audience was shocked.

Because the power Yang Qingxuan displayed was only in the middle stage of the emperor's position, which was one level lower than Shi Yuyan.

But even so, Shi Yuyan was actually shocked by the seven-style halberd technique without any murderous intent.

And the seven-style halberd method, if the clouds are fluent, mighty, and integrated, giving people a feeling of endless avenues, it is the most superior martial art.

The top 100 warriors all looked solemn, asking themselves that they might not be able to get out under this seven-style halberd technique.

Yang Wuxin's eyes were dark, and there was only one word "kill" in his head. The hatred of Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan had reached the extreme.

"King Yin Wu’s Heavenly Slashing Seven Styles is really amazing. Every move contains unimaginable powers, which are close to the rules of heaven." Upstairs in Jinqueyu, many sect leaders are still immersed in those seven. In the mystery of the style, there is endless aftertaste.

Hua Po said: "This is the martial skill left by the strong beyond the other shore. Of course, it is unmatched. I don't know how Yang Qingxuan understands it. If it is displayed by King Yin Wu, I am afraid it will be another scene."

"This is natural. But even if Yang Qingxuan used it, it was already very scary."

Tantai Ming shook his golden fan, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the arena, Shi Yuyan put away the savage halberd and looked at Yang Qingxuan calmly, her eyes like water.

She suddenly smiled, and the whole arena of killing, under this smile, the spring blossoms.

"I am very happy in this battle. Thank you for your accomplishment. I believe you will be the first."

After speaking, he turned and left, leaving a shadow on the ring, and returned to the Yunxu ancient battle arena.

Yang Qingxuan looked at her back, suddenly moved her heart, looked at another arena, Wu Qiyue was staring at him coldly, her head was covered with black lines, she only felt big for a while.

At the same time, he secretly glanced at Wu Ying on the sea of ​​clouds, looking for something around him, and didn't know if Zi Yuan was here.

Dong Xu said: "Congratulations... Li Xuanshou succeeded, are there any challengers?"

He originally wanted to say "Yang Qingxuan", but after another thought, Yang Qingxuan himself did not take it publicly, and he was able to accept the name of the contest.

On the ancient battle platform of Yunxu, everyone looked ugly.

After Yang Qingxuan displayed the Seven Swords of Heaven, and with the Holy Artifact Heaven Ruins in his hand, who would dare to fight?