It was the man who showed his back just now, and he was silent for a few seconds before muttering, "Okay, let me try his understanding of knives, and then see how stable his surname is." If he can pass, my little Li Feidao can be regarded as a successor. ”

Yaoyang couldn't hear the man's own words, he just stubbornly condensed his consciousness, trying not to be overwhelmed by the huge force.

But the momentum was wave after wave, and suddenly changed its form. Yaoyang suddenly found that his body gradually condensed in his consciousness, like a person the size of a thumb, and the fierce momentum of the flying knife above his head suddenly turned into a sledgehammer, and his head smashed down...... "If this continues, I will die, right?" I don't know how long it took, Yaoyang bent over like a boiled shrimp panting.

One huge weapon after another, from the top of the head, from the feet, from any angle that could not have happened, out of nothing from the cracks of the void. smashed and slashed again and again, slashing, sweeping and sprinting, without giving Yaoyang a little respite.

"Is this all a hallucination made up by the mastermind, and it's a little too real, right?" Yaoyang's body was covered with scars, and the feeling of pain pierced into his brain, making him want to cry out uncontrollably.

Where did these strange weapons come from, and what the hell did the main brain want to do, it was just to cultivate a secret book, as for doing so many things?

Yao Yang couldn't think of an answer, he only had this consciousness left, and he didn't know how to get out of the current situation at all. He even suspected that he had been abandoned by the mastermind, and sooner or later he would be torn to shreds by the endless array of weapons.

However, Yaoyang also seemed to understand the purpose of this test, and under the aggressive pressure, he really felt that his spiritual strength had increased slightly. In the face of adversity, it is either perished or exploded.

Obviously very tired, and he clearly guessed that nothing would happen if he was really killed by that weapon, but in Yaoyang's heart, there was a spirit of not admitting defeat. Whether it's a game or a life, whether it's a small bet or a life-and-death struggle, Yaoyang always longs for victory.

"I can't lose, I can't be hit. I'm going to see how many different weapons you have, and I'm going to see how long I can hold out! I can hold on a little longer! This is Yaoyang's heart, supporting him to continue to step through one limit after another, and finally persist until the weapon no longer appears.

"Whew...... Whoosh...... What else, just come? Yaoyang finally straightened his waist and said heroically.

"Do you feel the soul of those weapons?" Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out, a question from the man out of nowhere.

Yaoyang was slightly stunned, and a scene flashed in his heart, and blurted out: "Angry mountains and rivers, unstoppable, look at the world, and move forward!" These weapons all have the same soul! ”

"Yes, so what did you learn from that?" The man asked again.

Yaoyang shook his head, he was just desperately dodging, vaguely catching that violent momentum, but he couldn't go deep into it.

"Why don't you tell me what's in their souls?" Shine the word of humility.

"I understand, I can't tell. I said, you don't understand either. The man spat out such an inexplicable sentence, "It seems that you still need to comprehend it again, feel it well, connect your soul with them, and maybe you will soon understand my words." ”

An iron hammer suddenly appeared in Yaoyang's hand, and he recognized that it was the first weapon that came out to attack him.

Just when Yaoyang was puzzled, a sound sounded behind him. When he looked back, he saw a colorful tiger with round eyes and pounced with its teeth and claws.

"Brute, get out of here!" Yaoyang hurriedly flashed to the side, and subconsciously swung his hammer over.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a trace of induction transmitted from the hammer, and he seemed to be integrated with the hammer, and instantly felt the loneliness from the weapon.

Yes, just a touch of loneliness. The kind of loneliness that is a weapon, but can't be killed.

If it's a bullet, it should rush out of the chamber; If it is a weapon, it must be slashed and killed; This is the responsibility of coming into the world. Yaoyang's heart was shocked, and he let himself turn into a hammer and swept out fiercely.

Boom, like thunder in nine days, like a thunderbolt in a sunny day! The hammer slammed out, but it didn't hit the target.

"Alas!"

Yaoyang clearly heard a sigh from the hammer, and then summoned up Yu Yong and struggled forward.

Qi walks the meridians, the body is like a dragon, when the tiger pounces on a claw, Yaoyang jumps in the air, the hammer is Yaoyang, Yaoyang is the hammer, this body comes to the world, it is for this awe-inspiring blow!

"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of attacks, like a raging storm, like lightning and thunder, like a great river and sea going eastward!

The hammer fell, blood spurted, and the tiger's body was beaten to pieces.

Yaoyang landed heavily on the ground, gasping for air. The hammer seemed to make a loud "ahaha" sound, which made Yaoyang smile a little.

But before the smile could fade, the hammer disappeared, and a spear appeared again in Yaoyang's hand.

The second spear, with the red tassel in his hand, was the second weapon to attack after the hammer. Yaoyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, could it be that those weapons had to appear again, and they couldn't fight side by side with him?

"Sizzle...... "Another beast appeared, it was a large spotted python. The body as thick as a bucket was coiled together, incomparably huge.

"Damn, it's like a piece of!" Yaoyang took a sip, and he slowly ran the Yijin Sutra. The fatigue of the body quickly dissipated, and there was a breath of qi stirring in the body, and the first step of the Yi Jin Jing seemed to have been refined in the recent non-stop battle, which gave Yaoyang a little comfort.

The spear in his hand trembled slightly, the battle made it excited, made it tremble, made it burn, Yaoyang felt that the barrel of the spear became hot, as if the spear was about to come out of his hand and pierce the sky.

"Come on!" A few seconds of rest allowed Yaoyang to regain his strength. With a spear, he stabbed at the python.

I don't know how many weapons have been changed, each weapon has its own soul, a kind of loneliness, and a desire to fight.

Finally, a small flying knife appeared in Yaoyang's hand, with a smooth arc and a cold and sharp blade, like a finely carved work of art.

"This is Xiao Li's flying knife?" Yao Yang looked at the little throwing knife, and wondered if it could really be as good as the man said.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, steady and composed.

"It's not a beast this time, it's a human?" Yaoyang was slightly stunned.

A figure emerged, a tall, square-faced, middle-aged man wearing a luxurious satin robe, looking like a rich and powerful man.

The footsteps are from far and near, one step is like one step, and there is an aggressive momentum!

"Who's coming?" Yaoyang was a little puzzled and asked cautiously.

The man did not answer, but exuded a violent momentum, rushing towards his face!

It was like the wind, as if a million male soldiers were enveloping Yaoyang at once. It is a kind of domineering that dominates the world, with an astonishing eye and boundless pride.

"It's so strong......" Yaoyang suddenly felt a burst of coldness from the knife in his hand. He even found that he couldn't feel the soul in the knife, there was no sorrow or joy, but it was like a piece of wood, didn't this weapon have a soul?

"This man is definitely the strongest enemy I have ever encountered." Complicated emotions surged in Yaoyang's heart, half afraid and half excited. Fear, it's not fear, and I don't intend to retreat, it's just a pain that is not as strong as it is. Excitement is not impulsive, but a kind of admiration for meeting a strong person.

Yaoyang was still very calm, he was calculating the difference in strength between the two sides, and soon came to a conclusion: he couldn't win...... This person is too strong, a hundred times stronger than Yan Piaoling, a hundred times stronger than Huang Laoxi, and a hundred times stronger than Gu Lu, if the jungle monitor lizard touches him, I'm afraid he will have to run away!

This kind of strength is already another realm, and Yaoyang suspects that the other party is a martial god. In Yaoyang's concept, the Martial God is already the strongest existence. Steely and iron-clad, not afraid of bullets, can smash and sink a cruiser with bare hands! The Martial God is definitely an unimaginable realm for Yaoyang, and he asked himself that it would be absolutely difficult for him to escape under the Martial God, but he still firmly raised the knife in his hand.

If you can't win, you have to fight! This is respect for the strong, but also respect for yourself! The will to fight is burning, even if it will eventually be extinguished after burning, the last ray of light must bloom!

"Xiao Li Flying Knife, it's been a long time!" The visitor stopped twenty paces away and shouted in a deep voice. The momentum in that voice was like a heavy fist, and the body shook a few times.

Two golden rings appeared on the man's hand, one carved with a dragon and the other with a phoenix. As soon as this dragon and phoenix double ring came out, his momentum was even more majestic!

Yaoyang tried his best to stabilize his body, and the knife in his hand was like a dead leaf in autumn, fragile and helpless.

"How could Xiao Li's flying knife be in your hands, Li Xunhuan?" The man shouted, "Let him come out to me!" ”

"Li Xunhuan?" Yao Yang felt that this name was very familiar, and when he remembered that this was the name of the author of Xiao Li's flying knife, the person on the other side had already made a move.

A dragon, a phoenix, the dragon and the phoenix are all ringed out, and the momentum is monstrous!

"Li Xunhuan! Shangguan Jinhong is here, take my blow! ”

In the face of this thunderous blow, Yaoyang's heart was turbulent. It was the first time he had seen the moves of a top master, and the unrivaled domineering momentum engulfed him like a frenzy, giving Yao Yang a sense of powerlessness.

With Yaoyang's strength, he couldn't resist at all, he wanted to take Ling Bo Wei step, but all around him were blocked by that momentum, and even more powerful than four times the gravity pressed Yaoyang tightly, so that he couldn't lift his feet.

Seeing that the dragon and phoenix double rings were about to kill Yaoyang on the spot, the knife in his hand that had not reacted suddenly let out a long roar.

At this moment, a dashing and sad back seemed to appear in front of Yaoyang, and he whispered: "Xiao Li Flying Knife is not a martial art, but an unyielding spirit!" ”

"Unyielding?"

Yaoyang is like an initiation, suddenly awakening!

(To be continued)