“As I said before, what I desire most is to fight an opponent like you before I die.
So, show your full strength!"
Yang Xuanming glanced at the thin old man over there and ignored him.
Although the other party thought he was a member of the Blood Knife Sect.
But what does it matter? For a dying man like him, it doesn’t matter whether he admits it right or not.
Now, he just wants to have a serious fight.
"Just go ahead and I'll take it!"
Yan Xiong's expression was calm.
After all, Sanfen Guiyuan Qi is just an internal energy technique, and his real unique skills are basically based on several other martial arts.
Therefore, he was not afraid of Yang Xuanming.
Even if the opponent knows the Blood Blade Sect's unique martial arts and can fight in all directions, he is not afraid.
When it comes to unique skills, he has never been afraid of anyone.
"Then let's fight!"
Yang Xuanming roared, and the blood blade slashed continuously. A giant sword over ten feet long suddenly appeared behind him.
"cut!"
With a loud shout, the huge sword behind him instantly slashed down towards Yan Xiong.
"Kill, kill all the traitors in the world!"
The low murmur in the darkness seemed to ring in my ears.
The giant sword cut through the sky, causing a squeaking sound of air breaking.
"God... wind... roars..."
Facing the huge knife that was chopping towards him, Yan Xiong's expression became slightly serious. He stepped back with his left foot and kicked out suddenly with his right foot.
call…
With one kick, the wind howled.
He did not stop, but suddenly spun up with his left foot as the fulcrum.
The right leg kept kicking into the air.
Invisibly, the wind was growing stronger and stronger.
In a few breaths, an extremely huge tornado formed under his body.
The tornado extended from the earth, rolling up countless broken bricks and tiles.
The originally invisible wind, mixed with numerous debris, suddenly turned into a tornado that everyone could see.
"go… "
The tornado that seemed to be able to sweep away everything collided with the giant knife in an instant.
Suddenly, a doomsday scene of a giant red sword colliding with a violent tornado appeared above the entire Yang Mansion.
Countless broken bricks and tiles were flying in the sky, and were thrown down from time to time, hitting the nearby streets, and cracks appeared immediately.
This scene is very similar to the legendary battle between gods and demons.
At the same time, under the tornado and the giant sword, Yan Xiong and Yang Xuanming also began to fight in close combat.
Bang, bang, bang…
The sound of fierce fighting came from the indistinct tornado.
“Is this still a human being?”
In the city, some people murmured to themselves after seeing this scene.
At the top of an inn, Fifteen looked at the two figures that looked like gods and demons on earth, his eyes shining hotly and dazzlingly.
"I must, must become a master like the gang leader. I want to be invincible in the world..."
"Father, our choice is indeed correct. Senior Yan is truly a god!"
At the Xu residence, Xu Sheng spoke out excitedly as he watched the two people fighting in the air.
…
"Grandfather has taken action. The Shahai Sect will definitely find us. The Yang family can't stay any longer. I want to take the blood knife away and rebuild the family!"
Yang Zhentian flew quickly towards the ancestral hall at the Yang Mansion, which was closest to the battlefield.
"Humph! You're looking for death!"
As Yang Zhentian approached, Yan Xiong, who was entangled with Yang Xuanming in the storm, suddenly snorted coldly and punched Yang Zhentian on the ground.
He threw a punch, and the true energy emerged. The ice and frost in the sky formed a fist several meters in size and smashed down.
boom…
It was clearly just a casual attack from Yan Xiong, but Yang Zhentian had no strength to fight back at all. In just a moment, he was smashed into a meat patty by that fist.
The fist slammed heavily on the ground, creating a hole several meters in size before slowly dissipating, leaving only blood and flesh and cold icy water on the ground.
"die!"
With a low cry, the tornado and the giant sword entangled in the air suddenly changed.
The tornado seemed to have endless tearing force, and it tore the giant knife into countless pieces.
"You lose!"
Yan Xiong's voice spread far and wide.
Along with his voice, a figure shot down from the air and fell into the relatively intact ancestral hall.
The person in the air revealed himself, and it was Yan Xiong.
He turned around and took a look at the thin old man from the Shahai Sect, then jumped down and landed in the hall behind the ancestral hall.
“Cough cough cough… cough”
In the hall, a human-shaped pit was still emitting dust, and coughing could be heard from inside.
Arriving in front of the pit, Yan Xiong looked at the other party, "Where is the secret book of Bloody Battle in Eight Directions?"
"Don't even think about the bloody battle in all directions. Ahem... it will disappear forever along with our Yang family... Hehehe..."
Yang Xuanming had now returned to being the old man with only a few hairs on his head. He opened his mouth and spoke with a broken smile.
Blood was constantly coughed out of his mouth.
"Humph! There will be bloody battles everywhere with the Blood Blade Sect. I will destroy the Blood Blade Sect someday! This martial art will also fall into my hands!"
Since he didn't want to say anything, Yan Xiong naturally didn't hold back. He kicked and a piece of broken tile went straight into Yang Xuanming's throat, killing him.
With a wave of his hand, the blood blade next to Yang Xuanming was pulled by his true energy and instantly fell into his hand.
“Nice knife!”
As soon as he touched it lightly, a bone-chilling chill came from the knife.
Holding the knife, he came to the stone pillar that was not sealed with the bloody knife.
"It's time for you to be born!"
boom…
A punch hit the stone pillar, and frost quickly condensed on the pillar at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"break!"
Another punch, and the stone pillar exploded instantly.
Bang...
A crisp sound was heard, Yan Xiong picked up the object and frowned.
The blood knife turned out to be a long knife covered with rust.
"It seems that I am not the master you chose. The reason why you changed is probably because you foresaw that I could take you out of this stone pillar!"
Yan Xiong muttered to himself after taking a look at the ordinary blood knife.
Although he knew that his hope was slim, Yan Xiong couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he found out that he couldn't control this magical weapon.
However, he quickly put this disappointment behind him.
Compared with the magic weapon, the most gratifying thing is that he directly entered the fifth level.
The benefits brought by this realm leap will be unimaginable.
With fifth-grade strength, he can directly take over the entire border town.
Even the Shahai Sect did not dare to object to this.
After all, the Shahai Sect only has three fifth-grade ones.
Although they have a fourth-grade master.
But that kind of immortal old man must be hiding in the sect every day.
Therefore, if Yan Xiong occupied the border town, Shahai Zong would definitely not say anything to refute it.
It is possible that the Shahai Sect would win him over to deal with the Blood Knife Sect at the cost of the border town.
…
When I walked out of the ancestral hall, there was already someone waiting outside.
That person was the thin old man from Shahai Sect.
"I am Grandmaster Takumi of the Sand Sea. May I ask your name? Which sect do you come from?"
Seeing Yan Xiong coming out, the thin old man first introduced his family name, and then asked politely.
"Shacheng, Tianxiahui Yanxiong!"
Yan Xiong directly announced his name.
"Sand City?"
When Master Takumi heard this, he frowned at first, probably not reacting.
It took him a while to remember the name of Shacheng Tianxiahui.
Suddenly, he looked confused.
"Are you Yan Xiong, the leader of Tianxiahui? But you are not an eighth-rank..."
He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the surprise in his tone was already evident.
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Jianghu Small Theater:
It is said that the martial arts practiced by Helian Cheng is the Giant God Technique. Ancient rumors say that this martial art was practiced by the ancient gods.