Martial Saint!

If you don't count the rumored super martial gods, the martial saint is the white cloud under the peak in the world of martial artists, which makes people look up.

Martial God, Martial Saint, Martial Sect, Martial Master, Martial Disciple and Samurai, this is the hierarchy of martial artists, and each level also has three stages: primary, intermediate and advanced. Most people with ordinary qualifications can reach the realm of martial artists at most after cultivating in their lifetimes, and only those with outstanding talents can break through the bottleneck of the realm of martial artists and become martial artists. And those who want to become martial saints, which one is not called a genius since childhood!

If it was a year ago, a martial saint standing in front of Yaoyang would definitely make him tremble. At that time, Yaoyang was still a knife maker who had eaten the last meal but not the next, and he was no different from an ant in front of the martial saint.

But now Yaoyang is different, even if there is no genetic recombination adventure, with the various wonderful martial arts he has mastered, he will never be frightened by the martial saint.

Because Yaoyang has comprehended the indomitable spirit in Xiao Li's flying knife, in the face of powerful forces, he can also be neither humble nor arrogant, carefree and joyless. This is a spiritual realm, and it may not be possible to use any assessment to evaluate the grade, but Yaoyang firmly believes that as long as there is this unyielding spirit, he can be invincible in the face of any opponent!

"Martial Saint!" When the middle-aged Silva roared and rushed over, not only did Yaoyang not have the slightest fear, but a trace of excitement surged in his heart. The strong fighting intent stirred in his heart, like a crazy polar tornado, making him completely and completely burn.

"Just let me see my current strength!" Yaoyang's eyes widened, and the tiger roared.

"Name it!" Silva had already rushed to the front, a knife sweeping down. This time it seems to be unremarkable, but his palms have been tempered like steel, and there are dozens of subsequent changes in the simple tricks, this person's martial arts have reached the realm of returning to the basics!

"Mobei, Jiang Zhen!" Yaoyang did not give his real name. Ling Bo took a slight step under his feet, and his figure swiped past the edge of the hand knife with a slight flicker, and he kicked out without hesitation.

Yaoyang's kick is also very ordinary, but it is the most appropriate and effective counterattack in this situation. Silva frowned slightly, spun around to avoid the piercing foot, and glared at Yaoyang fiercely.

If Fang Cai Silva was like an enraged black bear, his anger subsided a little at this moment, and he stared at Yaoyang coldly and shouted: "Who are you, are you also from the Five Academies?" ”

Silva's words made Yaoyang's heart move, could it be that there were people from other five colleges who met with Silva, was it Zhu Changsheng or Yu Wenjie?

Shaking his head, Yao Yang said lightly: "I am not a member of the five major academies, and I am not the only one who can cultivate outstanding talents in the five academies. ”

Silva grinned, revealing a row of Sensen's white teeth: "It doesn't matter if you are from the Five Great Academies or somewhere, if you kill my nephew and niece, you must die today!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a low roar, and his body exploded, rushing towards Yaoyang like a small mountain.

"It's so fierce, he doesn't understand internal strength, but his external kung fu is really powerful!" Yaoyang only felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

The power of the Martial Saint is indeed powerful and strong, and Silva's fists are like two iron hammers, whirring and colliding straight over. There is a simple and natural discipline implied in his boxing technique, and under the aggressive attack, Yao Yang suddenly felt the pressure double, and even Ling Bo's body technique was a little stagnant.

"What a strong momentum!" Even under eight times the gravity, Yaoyang's Ling Bo microstep could easily move through the clouds and water, but it was even more difficult to be suppressed by Silva than under eight times the gravity.

Yaoyang knew that Silva's strength was really amazing, and he was worthy of being the martial saint of the Gaia Federation. If it weren't for the fact that I had just undergone genetic recombination, and my muscles, bones, and muscles had been strengthened hundreds of times, I was afraid that it would really be difficult to escape!

Seeing that Silva's punch was as fast as a punch, as long as it was grazed by his fist, even a piece of steel would be shattered.

"No, I have to settle the fight as soon as possible!" Yaoyang's eyes flashed coldly, "But I can't kill him, I want to ask him about Yuwenjie and the fat man!" ”

At this moment, Silva suddenly jumped forward, his fist surging forward, and in an instant, it turned from a simple fist intent to a fierce and fast move, and hundreds of fist shadows were overwhelmingly suppressed, and he was about to beat Yaoyang into pulp!

Yaoyang's battle intent was surging, and he didn't dodge, but he saw that the true qi of his right fingertips was surging, and he shot out the "Shao Chong Sword" and "Shaoze Sword" in the Six Veins Divine Sword.

The Shao Chong Sword is light and fast, and the Shao Ze Sword changes subtly, although it is the two most powerful swordsmanship in the Six Veins Divine Sword, it is extremely fast. In the face of Silva's sudden speed, Yaoyang did not think about it and used it quickly to make it fast!

Silva was about to kill Yaoyang on the spot, when suddenly his eyes flashed, and his face changed slightly. As a martial saint, he had a strong intuition about danger, and at this moment he only felt a cold sweat, so he hurriedly put away his fists and dodged.

With two "snor......ts", two invisible sword qi grazed Silva's chest, leaving two bloody wounds on his strong chest. Fortunately, he dodged quickly, and the sword qi only tore through the shallow flesh and skin, and did not really hurt the muscles and bones.

Yaoyang's surprise attack was successful, and naturally he would not let go of this good opportunity, Ling Bo flashed ghostly with microsteps, and Luohan Fist was also ready to go!

Seeing Yaoyang approaching, Silva's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth suddenly, letting out a loud roar!

The roar of "roar, roar, roar, roar......" exploded in Yaoyang's ears like thunder, almost knocking him over!

The power of a roar, the heaven and the earth change color. The place where the two fought was originally a canyon, and the sound and waves vibrated back and forth in the canyon, layer by layer, and the snow in the valley was shattered one by one, turning into countless snow powder.

The snowflakes that fell in the air floated to a piece, and were violently pushed away by the sound waves, forming a curtain of snow in the air, and it was impossible to fall into the canyon.

Even the ground under his feet cracked countless fine cracks, and countless flying rocks in the nearby valley were shaken loose and rolled down from the mountain.

At the center of the sonic attack, Yaoyang suffered the most damage. The sound and echo squeezed him overwhelmingly, stabbing into his eardrums. Yaoyang's hearing became more and more acute after his genetic recombination, which was a good thing, but when he encountered a sonic attack, it became a fatal weakness.

Yaoyang only felt that his brain was buzzing, and even Venus was flashing in front of him. He was horrified in his heart, and he retreated, thanks to Ling Bo's wonderful body technique, which allowed him to find a way out in the crazy sound waves.

Even so, Yaoyang was still hit hard, and blood was dripping from both ear holes, and he couldn't hear anything for a while.

"Buzzing ......" Yao Yang only felt as if there were flies flying around in his head, and he knew that it was caused by a concussion in his brain. The scene in front of him was also a little blurry, and he could only see Silva approaching with a hideous face.

"I'm not dead!" Silva stared at Yaoyang, his face extremely solemn. This lion's roar is his top mastery, and the powerful impact of sound waves can even shatter the enemy's brain into tofu scum in an instant.

Fang was so close, and Silva was unprepared for it, thinking that Yaoyang was dead. But when Silva saw that Yaoyang was still standing like a javelin, the horror in his heart even exceeded that of the injured Yaoyang.

"This guy doesn't even look like a samurai, how can he be so powerful. The little ghosts in Kyushu that I have encountered in the past few days are like this, could it be that the martial arts in Kyushu have reached this point? Silva was amazed, his fists clenched involuntarily, and his bones rubbed into a "gurgling" sound.

Yao Yang shook his head slightly, knowing that it was not appropriate to delay now, he had to make a quick decision.

With a flash of figure, Yao Yang decided to fight back. His figure vanished from Silva's face in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!" Silva's eyes widened, and he couldn't see Yaoyang's figure. Surprised in his heart, he retreated without hesitation.

At the same time as Silva retreated, a pitch-black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and as soon as the left thumb of Yaoyang's left hand pressed into the void, an earth-shattering sword aura roared out!

"Shaoshang Sword!"

The Shaoshang Sword was the most powerful of the Six Veins Divine Sword, and Yaoyang's blow was like a star's lightning bolt, making it difficult for Silva to dodge at all.

"Poof...... Silva's left shoulder burst into a bloody hole that would have appeared in his heart had he not turned sideways at the last moment.

"What kind of martial arts are you, it's not Jing Zhai's finger flick supernatural power, nor is it Huashan's invisible sword qi! Who the hell are you? Silva staggered back from the wound and shouted in surprise.

Silva is not an idle person, a strong person who can cultivate to the realm of a martial saint, and who is a lonely person.

Kyushu and Gaia have been fighting for many years, and they know each other very well. Silva also knew a lot about the various martial arts in Kyushu, but he had never seen this invisible sword qi used by Yaoyang.

It's a bit like a snap of a finger, and it's also a bit like an invisible sword qi, but the power is even more amazing, and it can even shoot with different fingers, without any warning. This kind of martial arts is terrifying!

Silva was a little annoyed, hating his nephew and niece for taking the liberty of making a move, which provoked an opponent who couldn't see through!

The young man in front of him looks like he is about twenty years old, and such a young and promising person is probably the leader of the younger generation of the Republic of Kyushu. Despite being a martial saint, Silva couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.

Silva sighed secretly: If he had known that this kid was so powerful, he should never have made a move. But now it's too late to regret it, and if you want to survive, you can only make a trick!

(To be continued)