Chapter Forty-Seven: Wild Arts!

"With the cultivation of the ninth layer of your internal strength, you still have to sneak attack, it's just scum!"

Qingyang didn't care about his demeanor and scolded!

This sudden knife, Qingyang didn't check for a while, he was actually slashed through the chest, and the next moment, a wound appeared on Qingyang's chest, blood continued to flow out, and he was already injured.

This is still the result of Qingyang's continuous absorption of the power of qi and blood in the great wilderness and the strengthening of the physical body, if it is replaced by an ordinary eight-layer martial artist with internal strength, I am afraid that it will be cut in two with one knife and killed with one blow.

It can be seen that this person is ruthless and decisive, and he is a killer move as soon as he makes a move!

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be dead, it seems that there are still some means, and you can dodge this knife, it's very rare!"

Pan Yu was also surprised to see that Qingyang had dodged his own killing knife, you must know that even in the same realm, there are very few people who can face his own knife and leave their lives, not to mention that Qingyang is so young, and his internal strength cultivation is only eight layers.

However, even this can't change Pan Yu's killing intent towards Qingyang, it's just a hidden knife technique, and the next thing is the point.

"Whoever stands in my way is my enemy! In the face of the enemy, I only have a knife in my hand! Cruel or shameless, you forced me! ”

Pan Yu didn't care about Qingyang's abuse, and his hoarse voice reached Qingyang's ears.

"Although I don't know why I was hunted down, but just from this point of view, you must be a ruthless brute, you must be extremely evil, and you are unlucky to meet me today, so you should be treated as a victim of harm."

Qingyang was stabbed by him, and he already had a killing intent in his heart, no matter how powerful he was, he would let him die on the spot today.

"Don't take advantage of your tongue, kids, lend me a knife to count your luck, if I can survive from my hands, let's talk about it!"

Pan Yu rushed forward and continued to slash at Qingyang.

"Although I don't know where your sword is hidden, I think it should be a martial art you cultivate, since that's the case, it's not rude to come!"

The next moment, a crimson long sword suddenly appeared in Qingyang's hand, the sword was three feet six inches long, the sword was four fingers wide, and the whole body exuded a demonic red, which was a killing sword.

A sword stabbed out, just like Pan Yu's knife.

"What! How is it possible, how can you know my unique skill, hidden knife technique! ”

Seeing a crimson long sword suddenly appear in Qingyang's hand, Pan Yu was taken aback again, this was the second time Pan Yu was surprised.

This method is simply too similar to Pan Yu's hidden knife technique, how can you not be surprised?

"It turns out that this trick of yours is called the Hidden Knife Technique, and it doesn't seem to be very powerful, I learned it easily!"

The corners of Qingyang's mouth curled slightly, if you don't mock it at this time, how can you be worthy of Qingyang's character? Strategically despise the enemy, tactically value the enemy!

"Hmph, what if you know how to hide your sword? Look at whether your sword is fast or my sword is fast! ”

Pan Yu and Qingyang fought together, swords intersecting.

After dozens of rounds, the two were still indistinguishable, but Pan Yu suddenly found that there were many cracks in his long knife, and most of the good weapons would not take long, which was a pity, for him this was already a rare divine weapon.

"A good weapon, but it humiliates it!"

Pan Yu stands proudly, if he has such a divine soldier, he will kill Qingyang!

"Do you think you can beat me with a single slash? If that's the case, then I'll send you on your way! ”

After some temptation, he had already discovered that Qingyang was only a few points greater than him in terms of strength, and as for the moves or something, Pan Yu was speechless for a while.

I thought this was some kind of martial art, weird, but now that I think about it, the blue tendons on my forehead burst out, there is no discipline at all, and there are no fart moves, it seems that this time is too nervous...

However, Qingyang didn't think so, and thought that his "swordsmanship" was superb, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

"Look at my Golden Knife Twelve!"

The long knife in Pan Yu's hand changed, and it seemed to evolve countless changes, like attacking rather than attacking, and the sword shadow changed, making it difficult to figure out.

"What kind of move is this? At first glance, it looks ordinary, but in fact it is infinitely mysterious! ”

For Qingyang, there is no lack of understanding of high-level martial arts, and with the inheritance of saints, there is no martial arts that makes Qingyang feel amazing!

But this fugitive used a martial art that even Qingyang felt was tricky, and reversed the situation, Qingyang actually fell behind, and the Chiyang Sword defended again and again, and his body retreated again and again.

This Golden Knife Twelve Styles is the most powerful move that Pan Yu has mastered, not to mention a person with the same realm as him, even if it is a realm higher than him, reaching the tenth layer of internal strength, he will also hate on the spot under this knife!

Because this set of knife techniques is based on the Nayin Golden Twelve matching, the power is amazing! Nayin Golden Twelve, one of the five supreme exercises!

How could it be so simple to be able to use it with exercises of this level!

Sure enough, the swords intersected, and Qingyang was actually slashed out a few meters away by this knife, kneeling on the ground on one knee, covering his chest, and making a judgment.

"What is the origin of this fugitive, not only is his internal strength extremely high, but his moves are even more unpredictable, which makes people unguardable!"

A layer of cold sweat gradually broke out on Qingyang's forehead, and his brows furrowed.

"It seems that we can only use absurdity!"

The fingertips are lightly raised, the Chiyang Sword in his hand is closed, the ten fingers are opened, turning into stars, and as if turning into phantoms, the speed is extremely fast, and the power is extremely great, this is the first form of star picking, stars! Let the power of the flesh be exerted to the extreme.

"What! How can a small Qinghe Town have this level of martial arts, even I can't understand the subtlety in it, and it is unpredictable when I look at it, how is this possible! ”

Faced with this sudden move, Pan Yu was also taken aback, looking at this move, the power was not even inferior to his own Golden Knife Twelve Styles.

Pan Yu subconsciously raised the knife to block, but it had no effect, only to see Qingyang's palm pass through the knife and slap one palm on his shoulder, and the five fingers of the other hand opened, poking into his chest at once!

Pan Yu snorted in a low voice, the long knife in his hand fell, he drooped his shoulders, grasped the wound on his body with one hand, and took more than a dozen steps back.

Only by experiencing it yourself can you know how powerful the absurdarts are! What's more, this is a desolate technique! It's not comparable to those barren patterns and the like.

"What kind of move are you, why do you have so much power, I use the Golden Sword Twelve Style, how can I be easily defeated by you!

This is one of the top martial arts in heaven and earth, how can it be easily cracked by you? If I had become the Twelve Nayin, would I have been defeated? I'm not reconciled! ”

Pan Yu said unwillingly to Qingyang, but as he spoke, he kept spitting out blood from his mouth, which showed that Qingyang's Desolate Heaven Technique had seriously injured him and lost the strength to fight again.

"It's already a great honor for you to be defeated by my Desolate Heaven Technique, you must know that even with my current strength, it is already very difficult to cast this Desolate Heaven Technique, and most of the power of Qi and blood in my body has been used up, I am afraid that it will take several days of cultivation to recover, I really don't know if it is worth it or not to celebrate whether you are a fugitive who is straight or incurable!"

"Desolate Heaven? What kind of exercise is that, and why I've never heard of it! ”

After Pan Yu heard Qingyang say the move to defeat him, he was confused, how could such a powerful move be ignorant.

"I told you that you don't know, so let's just catch it!"

Wilderness is the hole card in Qingyang's hand, how can it be easily revealed that the bottom is fine, just like the system, it cannot be declared.

Just as Qingyang grabbed Pan Yu's shoulder and wanted to take him back to Qingjiazhuang, this Pan Yu suddenly threw out something.

Qingyang instinctively felt that this thing was actually a threat to his life! Subconsciously, Qingyang systematically turned on the battle mode, and this was the first time that Qingyang came to this world to open the battle mode!

Qingyang in battle mode, only the most primitive instinct, everything that can threaten him is the target of Qingyang's destruction, if this is the case, Qingyang is afraid that he will have to explain here.

The Chiyang Sword suddenly appeared, Qingyang blocked it horizontally, and the thing thrown by Pan Yu actually emitted a huge explosion, and the huge power blew Qingyang out at once!

"Ahh Enduring great pain, even if there is no emotion, I can't help but let out a scream of pain.

"Hahahaha! Even if you are strong, even a strong person in the innate realm will be blown up half to death by me under my Heavenly Thunder Bead, not to mention you, an internal martial artist who has not reached the innate realm! ”

Pan Yu stood up slowly, the wound was still bleeding, but it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

"Hmph, Lei Zhu doesn't know how many times he saved my life this day, this time it's good, in this small place of Qingshui Town, he actually met such a strong martial artist, it's really unlucky! Quickly solve the injury he has been recuperating for a while..."

Slowly walked in front of Qingyang.

"Breaking my long knife technique, and also breaking my golden knife twelve styles, you are also a character, and it is your honor to die under my knife!"

These words came out of Qingyang's mouth, and now they are going to fall on Qingyang's head, it's really ironic, but where is Qingyang so easy to die!

A red light flashed, and the long sword slashed at Pan Yu's long knife head-on, only to hear a crisp sound, the long knife split into two and became two.

Qingyang doesn't know any swordsmanship, but under the battle mode, he can give full play to the greatest strength of the whole body, the avenue is simple, and it can be described by a single move, it can be said that only in the battle mode, Qingyang is closer to the realm of the Dao!

"You, you, you... Didn't die, why..."

Pan Yu couldn't figure it out, a person with an eighth-layer internal strength could actually survive under the Heavenly Thunder Bead, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it if he was killed.

"You're damned!"

In battle mode, I was injured by ants, which is really unbearable!

As soon as the long sword stabbed, it was inserted into the chest of the person in front of him, hitting the heart, but Qingyang did not stop, and the Chiyang sword pierced through Pan Yu's body, and with a backhand pump, blood gushed out, and Pan Yu died of anger in a short time!

Originally, he consumed most of the qi and blood in his body to perform the star picking technique, and at this time, he turned on the battle mode of the system, which was a great burden for Qingyang, after slashing Pan Yu under the sword, Qingyang couldn't help it anymore, and sat on the ground all of a sudden...