The savage way of fighting made the monks who watched the hearts of the onlookers tremble.

Among the onlookers, a fat man from the Eight Heavens of Imperial Qi, after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, said to himself with a dull face: "Isn't Xu Mu good at spiritual arts and sword skills?"

"The Dragon Gate List once recorded that after defeating Yinhao, Bai Madness, and Chu Zhengnan, Xu Mu did win by virtue of spiritual skills and knife skills. ”

It was not only him who had this doubt in his heart, but also the monks beside him, so that none of them answered the fat man's whispers.

Everyone looked at Xu Mu who was frantically beating Yinling in the field.

This is also Yin Ling, if someone else is beaten like this, I am afraid that they will be directly slapped into a pulp.

"Yin Gang Jin!" In the field, Yin Ling's voice was full of annoyance, and he shouted.

The spiritual power of the Silver Soul Method, on the surface of its body, was stunned to form a circle of silver barriers.

The protective power of the barrier suddenly shook Xu Mu's hands that controlled Yin Ling's right leg away.

Yin Ling took this opportunity to burst out, trying to distance himself from Xu Mu.

This confident melee battle ended with Xu Mu winning a big shot, and Yin Ling didn't expect that his attack falling on Xu Mu's shoulder didn't cause any substantial damage to him.

On the contrary, his ankle was still dragged by Xu Mu and was controlled by him.

Thinking of this, Yin Ling's eyes became even more indifferent, and in the process of retreating, a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth flowed down the corner of his mouth in shock.

The Silver Soul Method can cancel out most of the power of the beating, and it can be the strength of Xu Mu's degree, even if it is a small part of the power of the shock, it will still damage Yin Lingzhao.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Yin Ling broke free from his shackles, Xu Mu naturally refused to give up, and roared again.

The blood qi that erupted was so thick that it almost overwhelmed his entire body, and then he continued to rush towards Yin Ling's retreating body.

"Long, Long, Long!"

The moving wood seems to have the weight of a mountain.

Each step towards the earth is bound to cause the ground to tremble.

Feeling the earthquake under their feet, all the monks felt incredible, Xu Mu at this moment was like a demon beast, this wild way of fighting, they were simply unheard of.

"Whew!" the silver glow reappeared.

In order to block Xu Mu's advance, Yin Ling could only attack him with a silver gang volley.

As Yin Ling's fist swung in the void, a sharp silver ray came out of his body and shot straight at Xu Mu.

"Boom!" Xu Mu did not retreat or flash, and in the face of the dense silver light, he directly resisted with his flesh and blood.

A punch was swung, shattering the silver rays of the first attack in the air, and then Xu Mu's fist struck out like a raging storm.

The raindrop-like dense silver rays were annihilated under Xu Mu's fist.

At the same time, Xu Mu once again approached within ten zhang of Yinling.

Once close, Yin Ling will be suppressed again without any suspense.

"Xuanmang Tiangang!" Those Yin Gang strength is just a means of delay, and Yin Ling's true strength has only now been revealed.

An indifferent voice spat out of his mouth.

At this moment, the position where Yin Ling was standing erupted with a silver ray comparable to the scorching sun, dazzling and dazzling.

This area, submerged in a sea of silver,

Including Xu Mu, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.

Just as mortals can't look directly at the midday sun, now the silver Ling shines brighter than the sun.

After a long time, Yinmang relented.

Again in front of everyone was a silver giant.

The giant was completely condensed by the energy of the Silver Soul Jue, with a height of more than ten zhang, and its silver body shimmered with a metallic texture in the sunlight.

The Silver Giant had a pair of eyes that were indifferent to all beings, the same as Silver Ling's eyes.

A solemn, solemn aura flowed over the silver giant's body, setting it off like a god.

"Drink!" Suddenly, the majestic eyes of the silver giant locked on the figure of Xu Mu on the ground, and then scolded angrily.

The entire crowd of onlookers felt as if a thunderclap sounded in their ears, and there were many monks whose cultivation was too low, and under this roar, they were directly stunned on the spot.

"This is the Ten Great Wonders of the Eastern Realm, the secret method of the Silver Soul Technique, Xuanmang Tiangang?"

"What a terrifying momentum, what about this Xu Mu's physical strength, in the face of absolute strength, he can't escape the fate of being defeated. ”

"It's an honor to see Yinling's full effort. ”

......

Looking at the silver giants in the field who looked like gods, and the monks who resisted the roar without being stunned, they let out a heartfelt sigh.

"Is this the Xuanmang Tiangang who is close to Dacheng?" Xu Mu had to stop moving forward, the frenzy in his eyes subsided a lot in the shrouded blood, and he looked at the proud giant in front of him, his expression was solemn.

Yin Hao's Xuanmang Tiangang could only envelop his arm with silver energy, and this Yin Ling actually wrapped his whole body, and even condensed into a silver giant with silver energy.

The difference between the two is worlds apart.

But soon, Xu Mu's eyes once again attached to the color of fanaticism.

He didn't know why, but at this moment, it seemed as if there was a nameless flame burning in his heart, which made his mood inexplicably irritable.

But Xu Mu didn't intend to suppress this fire in his heart, because he felt very happy now, and it was a joy that he had never felt in his life.

"Roar!" As soon as he thought of this, Xu Mu directly let go of the emotions in his heart, and the already rich blood qi skyrocketed again.

Until his whole person was submerged in thick blood, with madness in his eyes, and then he said word by word:

"Fire, Venerable, Dragon, Elephant!"

As soon as the words fell, the nine flames in his body erupted like a volcano, breaking through the sky.

After a short rest, the nine ghosts that rose to the sky split into two from the top of Xu Mu's head, and finally condensed into a phantom of a dragon and an elephant.

"Roar!"

"Moo!"

The phantom of the dragon elephant was no weaker than the size of the silver giant, and as soon as it appeared, the dragon and the elephant opened their mouths and roared at the silver giant.

Like a giant beast before the flood, it looked down on the silver giant with a blistering attitude, and the reckless aura filled the entire battlefield.

The Red Cloud Decision is the miraculous feat of the Fire Cloud Demon Monk.

Now that Xu Muxiu has broken through to the half-step realm, the Chiyun Decision has already been completed, and there is a secret technique recorded on the Chiyun Decision, which can be cast.

This secret technique is called the Fire Venerable Dragon Elephant.

The power of the dragon elephant is used by the Buddhists as a metaphor for the most powerful arhats among the many arhats.

The ultimate in power, Angelica Dragon Elephant.

And the Huoyun Demon Monk came out of the Buddha Gate, and after his exercise Chiyun decided to be small, this secret technique that he could perform was named after the dragon elephant.

After the appearance of the Silver Giant, everyone took it for granted that the victory belonged to Silver Ling.

Who would have thought that the dragon image that Xu Mu broke out could compete with the silver giant of Yin Ling in terms of momentum.

For a while, everyone was silent.

In their opinion, it is natural for Yin Ling to have such power.

After all, he is the number one young powerhouse in Taizhou.

And this Xu Mu, who is only ranked ninetieth on the Longmen list, can actually stand tall in front of Yinling's Xuanmang Tiangang Gate.

"Could this be the Fire Venerable Dragon Elephant recorded in the Red Cloud Decision practiced by the Fire Cloud Demon Monk back then!"

Among the many onlookers, there was a monk over 100 years old, and although his cultivation was only the Sixth Heaven of Imperial Qi, his experience far surpassed that of these monks.

Looking at the fierce dragon and phantom above Xu Mu's head, the old body couldn't help but tremble.

A hundred years ago, when the Huoyun Demon Monk caused trouble in the Eastern Realm, he was still an outer disciple of a third-rate sect.

He vaguely remembered the fear that swirled around the entire sect at that time, as well as the horror of the Fire Cloud Demon Monk Huozun Dragon Elephant.

Although he had never seen the Fire Venerable Dragon Elephant with his own eyes, the description of the Fire Venerable by his master when he was a child was deeply imprinted in his mind.

A dragon and a dragon dance in the air.

It was this dragon image that incarnated as the source of fear of that era, because his master was the Fire Cloud Demon Monk.

"Pro!" a burst of shouts roared from the mouth of Xu Mu, who was covered in blood.

The phantom of the dragon dancing in the sky instantly converged the coercion from the ancient times, turning into two streamers and burrowing into the rich blood qi that could not be seen.

At the same time, Xu Mu's arms were stunned with tattoos of a dragon and an elephant.

The dragon is on the left, the elephant is on the right!

(End of chapter)