Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan's eyes turned slightly, and he said coldly: "Well, how many come today, how many I will kill!"

In this world, strength is the right to speak.

Without power, one can only be bullied, slaughtered, slandered and slandered by others.

So when the three of Wu Ying stood up, Yang Qingxuan was determined to kill the chicken and the monkey, and defeated the three with one move.

Then he beat the teacher away, and now he directly provokes all the old students, in order to make a killing and shock everyone.

Under the shining light of the soul, the ghost fighting spirit appeared, and the big sword flicked, and it greeted the eight rays of thunder.

"Cracking!"

The thunder fell on the sword, shining a blue color.

Wu Peng's pupils shrank and his face was full of shock. His Eight Thunder Palms did not break Yang Qingxuan's Jian Gang, but seemed to be attracted by that big sword.

Eightfolds of thunder spread across the sword like a meridian, and the power of Ghost Fighter suddenly increased.

Yang Qingxuan sneered and shouted: "Two-style thunderstorm!"

With a sword cut out, the green light flourished, and the thunder condensed on the sword instantly emerged, turning into sword energy and slashing!

"laugh!"

Wu Peng’s palm wind was instantly smashed, and a powerful sword intent penetrated him, hitting him, and the protective body was broken open, spouting a mouthful of blood, it flew out and hit the wall fiercely. Up, crush the wall.

Blood ran down the cracks in the wall, Wu Peng kept coughing up blood, his face pale.

"when!"

Dou Guishen plunged into the ground at once, his sword spirit lingering, exuding Ling Ran's inviolability.

Yang Qingxuan stood with his hand holding his hand and said coldly: "Who else is not convinced!"

"Arrogant! I am not convinced by Liu Honghui!!!"

"Damn new born, I'm not convinced by Ye Geng."

Two voices rang from the crowd, a strong breath rose, and two figures critically attacked.

"It's Liu Honghui, 23rd on the Qianlong list!"

"Ye Geng! The twenty-eighth Qianlong list!"

"Oh my God, the two strong players on the Qianlong list have joined forces!"

"No way, this freshman is too strong. If we don't work together, no one will suppress him, and we will all be humiliated by him."

The two figures were like electricity, volleyed into the air with a critical strike. After Wu Peng's lesson, both of them were very careful, knowing that they must join hands and go all out, otherwise they will undoubtedly lose.

"Good job!"

Yang Qingxuan flicked his sleeves and tapped his feet, turning back into fallen leaves. The sword was induced and retreated.

Liu Honghui shouted: "With explosive punches, you can suppress all sword energy!"

He punched both fists, and two qi vortexes appeared at the tips of the fists, and suddenly spread out, forming a fist gang, pressing up angrily.

The "explosive fist" is to pour the infuriating energy into the fist, compress it to the extreme and explode.

Although the moves are simple, they are fierce and domineering, breaking through ten thousand techniques with one force, which is the authentic boxing technique that never changes.

"it is good!"

Ye Geng responded with a double punch, and the air pressed by the fist burst.

The four punches chased each other and went up together, and a fist burst like a copper wall and an iron wall.

With Liu Honghui’s eyesight, he discovered that Yang Qingxuansheng had a sense of swordsmanship, and his own cultivation level was not high. If he was fighting, he would only end up like Wu Peng. He could only use the characteristics of explosive fist to break through ten thousand magic. , Fang is the way to win.

With a stroke of Yang Qingxuan's two fingers, Dou Guishen fell into his hands, leaning in front of him, blocking him.

The explosive punches of the two were almost fused together, like a chariot crashing and crushing one side, there was nowhere to avoid it.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The four punches pressed on the sword's front one after another, and there was a burst of heartbreaking sound and the sound of the sword trembling.

Yang Qingxuan's arm shook, and he backed away a few minutes.

The strength of the two people's hands was not something he could hold, and the body kept moving back to reduce the pressure on the fists.

Chen Zhen's expression changed drastically, and when he raised his hand to hold the gun, he wanted to go up for support. Suddenly, a fierce breath locked him in. An old student walked out and said coldly: "If you dare to move, you will die!"

Now all the old students are the same enemy, vowing to take Yang Qingxuan, otherwise everyone will lose their face and will not be able to raise their heads in the future, so Chen Zhen will never be allowed to intervene.

Yang Qingxuan was forced to a corner by the two, and there was no retreat. The terrible fist wind forced out four spirals and hit the sword, tearing the air, completely gaining the upper hand.

Liu Honghui said grimly: "No matter how strong your sword intent is, it is only the cultivation base of the early stage of Zhenwu. It doesn't need any fancy moves at all. It is your death knell to break through ten thousand tricks!"

"is it?"

Yang Qingxuan asked coldly, raised his left hand to pinch the Jue, a sword light appeared all around, and a sword was transformed from it.

"Victory Evil", "Slaying Demons", "Fen Ji", "Love Farewell", "Chi Xiao"...

A total of twelve swords came out of the sky, and with the sound of the sword, they all exuded a sharp sword intent and pointed directly at the two.

"What? These swords..."

Both Liu Honghui and Ye Geng looked terrified, and the twelve swords flashed and flew from them, all with a strong sword intent, as if twelve swordsmen were reborn and were facing the earth.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With the twelve sword intent slashing wildly, before Liu Honghui and Ye Geng's explosive fists, there were waves of swords. The two of them suffered from pain in their fists, their hand bones began to crack, and a large amount of blood was poured out.

Yang Qingxuan took a sigh of relief, fighting ghosts and spirits, a sword sounded, and the space around him became dark, like a dark night. However, the sword spirit is as fast as the wind, cut back Xingyue!

With a move, the river gradually fell, and the stars sank and struck it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fists of the two burst open at once, and the three of them jumped up at the same time, tossing in the air, alleviating the infuriating collision. When Liu Honghui and Ye Gengfang landed, they couldn't help but step back.

Yang Qingxuan has no way to retreat, and his physical body is tyrannical, these true essences impacted on him, and it didn't hurt, but instead he went up against the waves and slashed again!

The sky full of sword intent came and poured into this sword, splitting the darkness, turning into a sky full of glow, like the morning sun shining on the earth.

"Boom!"

Liu Honghui and Ye Geng were caught off guard and were wounded by a sword. Both spewed a mouthful of blood, flew out, and landed far on the ground.

Yang Qingxuan's sword qi rushed into the body, and all of it was absorbed into the body. The skin on his body was like fat, with an ambiguous color emerging, and then it also disappeared into the body and turned into normal.

He stood awe-inspiring, his robe had no wind, and he said coldly: "Who else, come on who refuses to accept it!"

The audience was silent, and two strong men on the Qianlong list joined forces, and they all lost so miserably, who would stop him?

A few people were eager to try, but at this moment, their hands and feet were cold, and they dared to step forward.

Liu Honghui lay on the ground and vomited blood, his face turned pale, struggling to stand up, gritted his teeth and said: "No one is outside the tenth place on the Qianlong list, no one is his opponent!"

One sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell to the ground again with a "bang".

"Hey!"

A blast of cold wind blew, and all the students were so cold that they couldn't help backing.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "From now on, who dares to jump in front of me, jump once and beat once!"

Everyone was ashamed and angry, but they only dared not speak, and all fell silent.