035. Walk with the Devil
A piercing sword light flew out.
The inferior flying sword of the cold mountain turbidity!
Looking at the sword light, Shao Wuyang's eyelids couldn't help but jump fiercely.
Can a sword still fly?
This is completely beyond his comprehension and cognition.
It is also beyond the understanding and cognition of all Zhao people.
If there were other Zhao people here at this time, they would definitely turn into countless toads with their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open.
When the downgrade flying sword flew out of the storage bag.
Chen Xuanyue's dantian was full of aura.
The Ming ancestor of the Huangfu family did teach him the Gengjin sword technique.
In the past, he only had a third-level cultivation of qi refining, and he couldn't support this extremely powerful foundation building immortal method at all.
Now that he was an immortal cultivator at the sixth level of Qi refining, he was finally barely able to cast this spell.
"Gengjin Sword Slash!"
His face turned pale, and he almost poured all the spiritual energy in his body into the lower-grade flying sword.
The lower pinfei sword trembled violently, and a continuous cold light and piercing sword roar suddenly emanated from its body.
Shao Wuyang's sense of crisis between life and death became stronger and stronger.
Although the battle has not yet begun.
Although the sword has not yet been slashed.
But this is undoubtedly the closest thing he has ever felt in his life to death.
"What the hell is this?"
His deep eyes, which have gone through vicissitudes, are full of shock.
But he didn't retreat.
In his eyes, there was only a strong battle intent!
Since that day he became the head hall master of the Beiyun City Branch of the Nanyue Sect, he swore that even if he Shao Wuyang faced the Great Zhao Demon in this life, he would not retreat a single step!
The next moment, the aura poured into the lower grade flying sword reached its peak.
The sword roar of the flying sword also reached its peak.
With a burst of breaking sound that almost pierced the eardrum, it turned into a golden streamer and slashed down towards Shao Wuyang.
Shao Wuyang raised his head and stared directly at the golden streamer that fell from the top of his head, his beard and hair were all open, like an angry lion.
"Yin Thunder Yuanji!"
Nan Xuanyin Thunder True Gong was operated to the extreme by him.
Thunder and lightning filled every inch of his skin and the upside-down hairs.
He didn't have a sword.
There are also no weapons.
He only has a pair of fists.
But that's enough!
The flying sword fell.
Shao Wuyang punched at this.
The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang.
Then, the dazzling golden light swallowed everything, including Shao Wuyang's figure.
Chen Xuanyue's face was a little pale.
Gengjin is a foundation-building technique.
In order to perform this method, he used up almost all the aura in his body.
Da Zhao's aura is thin.
Relying on the aura of this heaven and earth, he could not get any recovery and replenishment at all.
At this time, he only had the feeling that his body was hollowed out.
But can this kill Shao Wuyang?
Chen Xuanyue is also not sure.
Although Shao Wuyang is not the strongest person he has ever seen.
But he's the best he's ever faced.
Minutes ticked by.
Waiting is tormenting.
He just felt that life was like a year.
It seems like a long time has passed.
It seems like a while.
The golden light finally began to fade away.
Shao Wuyang's figure appeared.
He's not dead!
He was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he no longer had the same peak as before, as if he had been hit hard.
However, his eyes are still very bright, and in a trance, he gives people the illusion that he seems to have infinite vitality.
"You, good!"
"The old man never thought that one day, he would be forced to such a point."
He was a little emotional, his eyes were distant, and he seemed to recall something far away.
But immediately after, his expression became firm and resolute, and there was nothing else in his eyes except for the fierce fighting intent.
Chen Xuanyue sighed.
Shao Wuyang, a martial artist like Shao Wuyang, who may have the strength to fight with a ninth-level immortal cultivator of Qi refining, is really difficult to kill.
His qi and blood began to boil and continue to rise.
The aura is gone.
The only way to win is to use your fists!
The Five Poisonous Palms and Cloud Smoke Steps have been operated to the extreme.
Nan Xuanyin Thunder True Skill has also been pushed by him to the extreme of what he has learned so far.
Three forces in one, wandering the whole body, ready to go.
At this time, his momentum was so strong that he had never seen it.
Shao Wuyang smiled.
"You're really a good opponent."
It's rare for him to appreciate someone so much.
At this moment, countless sharp blacks suddenly appeared behind him.
It's magic!
The black that spread in the demon abyss attacked Shao Wuyang, and then pierced Shao Wuyang's body.
"It killed Shao Wuyang?"
Chen Xuanyue was a little stunned, but she felt that something was very wrong.
Because Shao Wuyang did not bleed.
And the Qi and Blood Martial Artists of Beiyun City who were attacked by demons before were all bleeding.
The next moment, Shao Wuyang's body was covered with a dark demonic aura.
Weird, terrifying!
It was as if he was merging with demons.
He opened his eyes and looked at Chen Xuanyue, there was something in his eyes that was being lost.
That's a human emotion.
There were also black strange lines on his face, body, and skin that spread like flames, constantly flickering.
However, these lines did not devour his life like the life that devoured Yu Yun, but instead made him stronger, and constantly repaired the terrifying and severe injuries brought to him by Chen Xuanyue's previous Gengjin Sword Slash.
Yes!
Face the Devil!
He didn't take a step back!
So, he walked with the devil!
Chen Xuanyue's face sank like water.
"You're in the dark."
Shao Wuyang grinned.
"So what?"
After finishing speaking, his figure flashed directly, and he swept towards Chen Xuanyue with monstrous demonic energy.
Chen Xuanyue only understood the true purpose of Shao Wuyang's drive to drive the qi and blood martial artists of Beiyun City to feed the demon.
He didn't just want to stay alive.
After entering the demon, he and the demon have become the same kind, and it is not impossible for him to leave the demon realm.
He's here to get stronger!
The stronger the Demon Devouring Qi and Blood Martial Artist, the stronger he will be!
It's too late to think about it.
Because it was just a breath of effort, Shao Wuyang came to him and attacked him with monstrous demonic energy.
Just as he had fought against the wind and the snow in July, the offensive was like a storm, covering his body and blocking his retreat.
He raised his hand, and he also played a powerful force that fused cloud and smoke energy, five poisonous energy, and yin and thunder killing energy.
Ke Rao is in his heyday, and his strength is not as good as Shao Wuyang.
What's more, Shao Wuyang at this time was still in the devil.
In an instant, the monstrous demonic qi tore apart his strength.
It's totally crushing!
In an instant, the situation took a turn for the worse.
Shao Wuyang has the absolute upper hand.
And Chen Xuanyue's disadvantages gradually appeared, and finally entered a desperate situation.
Looking at the young man in Xuanyi who was struggling like a drowning man, Shao Wuyang laughed.
"Boy, the old man has no descendants in this life, and there are no heirs, for the sake of you being a talent, if you are willing to worship the old man as a teacher, the old man will let you live."
He lost human emotion though.
But it also has a human mind.
When he said these things, he meant them from the bottom of his heart.
He has read countless people in his life, and he never felt that anyone could become his heir, until he saw Chen Xuanyue's jade.
Chen Xuanyue did not speak.
He just silently took out a low-grade spirit stone and a talisman seal from the storage bag again and held them in his hand.
The battle isn't over yet!