Heavenly God Mnemonic

Wu Ying calmed down a little, and said: "You want to kill me because of this treasure? Even the saving grace just now?"

Xu Haoyang said slowly: "What you said is so wrong. First, this treasure should have been mine. If the master hadn't asked you to open the White Tiger Palace, it wouldn't be granted to you. Now that the Palace is open, the treasure should be too. It's returned to me. Even if the master didn't say it, you should have this self-consciousness. Second, the so-called "saving grace" is even more nonsense. Even if I can't fight against the python, it's easy to escape, but It’s a little troublesome. How can I help you? Junior sister, among the people in our class, your talent and cultivation base are the weakest. As a human being, the most important thing is to have self-knowledge. Don’t be too long-winded. Teach you how to be a person."

Wu Yingqi's body trembled.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help but smile and said, "Haha, a beast, he said to teach people how to behave, why is it so awkward?"

Xu Haoyang shouted: "Looking for death!" He grabbed the head of the golden man with five fingers, and immediately turned around. The golden man opened his mouth and spit out a golden light. At the same time, runes bloomed on the chariot, and he rolled over towards Yang Qingxuan.

In his eyes, Yang Qingxuan was just an ordinary little heavenly figure, and it was already a death crime to dare to speak presumptuously.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, and a golden lotus flew out of his palm, forming an arc-shaped enchantment in front of him, like a huge light shield.

"Boom!" The golden light shot on the barrier, the trembling lotus swayed, and the golden light shone, but it did not break.

"What?!" Xu Haoyang was sluggish, only to see Yang Qingxuan waved his hand, and there seemed to be a yellow flag passing by in his palm, and said in shock: "What kind of treasure is that? Can a small heavenly scum scum block my Kalan fight. A blow to the car?"

Thinking of the treasure, the light in his eyes became even hotter, and it smashed down faster.

"Qingxuan, be careful!"

Wu Ying screamed, and then a mirror light flicked down, shining on the Jialan chariot, causing the entire force of the collision to be instantly blocked and becoming extremely slow.

"Damn it!" Xu Haoyang shouted angrily: "You actually helped an outsider to deal with his senior brother. It seems that the woman is outgoing, and she is not fake. Today, she was killed with you, and she should be clearing the door for Master!"

The golden man in front of the Jialan chariot waved his finger around and shot countless slashes in an instant, shattering the mirror light, and then rushed out aggressively.

Xu Haoyang glanced away, his pupils shrank suddenly, and Yang Qingxuan disappeared in front of him. He shouted, "Get out of--"

The third word "come" was swallowed back alive before it was even spoken.

Yang Qingxuan did not know when, actually appeared on his chariot, sitting side by side with him.

Xu Haoyang trembled inexplicably, two lines of cold sweat ran down, and his heart shook wildly: "What's the matter? I didn't see the speed of this kid at all, how could he be so fast?"

Without thinking too much, he hurriedly withdrew his right hand from Xiaojinren's head, turned it into a sharp claw, and grabbed it to his side.

Yang Qingxuan sneered, his arm turned into a black dragon, and he buckled it down with the method of zhemei, and pointed directly at the acupuncture point on Xu Haoyang's wrist.

Xu Haoyang was shocked, retracted his hand, and pushed his left palm over. Five fingers were held empty, a golden light under his palm, exuding terrifying power.

He compressed the true essence to the extreme, as long as the opponent had just received this palm, then the power of the mid-term Taitian position would burst out, and the force would be reduced for ten times to completely suppress the opponent.

After all, the inside of this chariot is too narrow, and all kinds of powerful moves are difficult to perform.

Although Xu Haoyang was vicious in his heart, he was not stupid. On the contrary, he was a fighting genius, and he found the most suitable way to deal with it in an instant.

However, Yang Qingxuan was still far above him, sneered, and disdain flashed in his eyes. Under the pinch, his soul flashed behind him. The Broken King came out out of thin air and patted with Xu Haoyang. The golden light in the palm of the palm touched, and the immense power was continuously disintegrated.

At the same time, his wrist flicked, and Yufu Shi came out with lightning, swiftly pointing at the opponent's throat.

"Hey!"

Xu Haoyang was taken aback. His power in the mid-level of heaven was actually suppressed by this inexplicable martial soul, unable to exert its effect, and the Yufu World was too fast, and it was like a flash of lightning, and if he hesitated, he would die. Under the sword, he flashed with fright, and rushed out of the chariot, escaping a few dozen feet away.

Yang Qingxuan pierced the air with a sword and flew down the chariot. At the same time, he flicked his sleeves and forced the chariot into the star ring, allowing Kong Ling to suppress it with the great light barrier.

Xu Haoyang had just escaped dozens of feet away, and when he turned around, he found that his chariot was gone. He didn't worry about it at first. After all, even if he took away the treasures that he had cultivated with his heart, he could control it, but But in an instant, his face became even uglier than pig liver, and he cried out, "You... where's my chariot?!"

Under the perception, it was almost impossible to completely lose track of the chariot. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can at least have subtle perceptions, but at the moment they are empty and can't sense anything, as if they have not been refined at all.

Yang Qingxuan pretended to be stupid: "Huh? Chariot? What chariot?" He looked around a few times, spread his hands, and said, "I didn't see it." Then he asked Wu Ying, "What kind of battle do you see? Is the car?"

Wu Ying smiled and shook her head: "I didn't see it, Brother Xu Haoyang, did you make a mistake?"

"Puff!" Xu Haoyang was frightened, spitting out blood, and roared: "You want to grab my chariot! That's the heavenly weapon given to me by Lord Empress of the Night, you are bold and daring. I can't save you!"

The aura on his body continued to climb, and instantly rushed to the peak of the mid-Taitian position, his body was inexplicably swollen, and the sound of bells and drums came from his belly, and there were clearly visible ripples in the shaking air.

Wu Ying was shocked, and said: "No! It's his martial soul——Konggu Echo! The extremely rare sonic attack is a full range indiscriminate attack!"

Xu Haoyang laughed wildly: "Haha, it's too late to know! The only way to offend me is death! Wu Ying, you really are a slut, you still want to help outsiders deal with me when you die, let me die!"

"Konggu Echo! Kill!"

Xu Haoyang roared, and the soul of his body burst out, and the space instantly turned into a huge wave, stacked around it, about to rush out.

But all of this, but in a trance, all sound waves disappeared in an instant, and even the bells and drums in Xu Haoyang's body stopped for an instant.

"Hey! How could this happen?!" Xu Haoyang's face changed drastically, and a big cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and a bad feeling grew in his heart.

As soon as the ultimate move was about to be displayed, he was suddenly interrupted. He had never encountered such a thing except those who could do it.

"Wuhun suppression, haven't you heard of it? It's so rare and strange." Yang Qingxuan's voice sounded directly behind him, and then the sword light flashed, piercing his vest and piercing it through his chest.