"Zhao Dehan is powerful and his palm techniques are strong and domineering. It is difficult to beat him with his palm techniques alone. However, he has gained a lot. It's a long night and dreams, so he shouldn't drag it down."

Xiang Yang used his palms to his palms, and his purpose was naturally to temper his achievements in the Golden Pin. With the catalysis of powerful players like Zhao Dehan, his entry was indeed gratifying.

The subtle changes in various qi movements, the clever use of moves, and the power generated by the combination of the two are far more than the hard practice of Xiang Yang, which is more than a hundred times stronger than Xiang Yang's step-by-step practice. It is also very suitable to practice the true knowledge and use it in martial arts.

"Zhao Xiang is a powerful master, and he is hard to be domineering. He is indeed a good martial arts master. He is ashamed of himself. But there is still a knife, so please give it a comment."

Xiang Yang stood on the branches of a high tree, his body was as light as a bird. With a slight voice, the goose-ling knife behind him jumped into his slender and white right hand under the internal energy.

When you get a long sword, Xiang Yang's temperament is very different, like a knife, especially his eyes, full of a sharp and dazzling sword. Seeing him is like seeing an invincible knife.

"Sword? Yes, the secret line sends back the message. This person is indeed the strongest sword technique, so you can't be careless."

Zhao Dehan was alert, moved his feet and poured his true energy into his palms continuously. At this time, the flesh palm was so powerful that it was effortless to urge iron to cut off gold.

On the other side, Xiang Yang used the ladder clouds to sweep across several feet, echoing the mountain wind, and slashing at Zhao Dehan from top to bottom. The blade shone brightly under the sunlight, but it revealed a disgusting smell of blood.

In Zhao Dehan's eyes, the sword came towards him. The sword was sharp, fast, fierce, and extreme. The sword energy seemed to be faint and burst, causing the blood and energy in his body to boil, the acupuncture points on his body to be faintly blocked, and the flow of true energy was more than twice as slow.

"This knife is not damaged. The sword is full of quick and treacherous poison. The internal energy is sharp and it pulls people's blood and energy. It is evil and powerful. There is a faint shadow of the magic sword lineage, which should not be underestimated."

Zhao Dehan's eyes showed a brilliant look. The thirty-six meridians of the Demon Sect have two meridians. The Demon Sword Demon Sword is both the branches that kill the front. Although Xiang Yang's Blood Sword Sutra is powerful, it is an evil sect, not a right path, but it is a vague method that is vaguely in line with the Demon Sword line.

In the lightning, Zhao Dehan leaned back his upper body, supported his body independently with his right leg, and his hands were hand-paling into his right abdomen at an incredible angle, and together, as if he had grabbed the slender blade of Yan Ling's sword.

However, this sword was just a shadow. Xiang Yang's real killing sword had already penetrated Zhao Dehan's right abdomen one inch deep, and blood overflowed. The blood sword energy broke into Zhao Dehan's body, wandering and destroying it in his meridians.

Xiang Yang stepped under his feet and kicked Zhao Dehan who was leaning back away. He rolled around in the air and landed steadily. With a long sword in his hand, he was already sure to win.

"What a strange sword technique. I have clearly seen through his sword moves, but I am still one step slower. Not only is the opponent's swords as fast as the wind, but the sword moves of this sword technique are unexpected."

Zhao Dehan covered his right abdomen, which was bleeding from blood, and slowly stood up. His face was pale and his eyes were dull. He looked at the long sword in Xiang Yang's hand, and he was a little panicked. This sword had already decided the outcome of the two people.

"It's hateful. If it weren't for the injury on his body, the reaction was a beat slower, and he would definitely be able to block the man's knife."

No matter how strange the sword moves are, they still have tricks to follow. Zhao Dehan asked himself that he had been struggling in the world for so many years and had seen many strange tricks. Although the Blood Sword Sutra is commendable, it is definitely not unique.

However, due to the injury and the previous fight with Xiang Yang to lose a lot of true energy, it caused a gap with Xiang Yang in terms of hard power, so he failed. Not only could he not kill the other party, but his life might be lost.

When Sun Tao saw this scene, he swung his right fist tightly, his eyes full of joy. Okay, the winner has been decided. Zhao Dehan is not far from death, so he can rest assured.

"Xiang Yang, don't bully people too much. Although you won a small move, it doesn't mean I have no means to counter you.

I will give you a chance to give Sun Tao to me. Let’s pretend that what happened today has never happened. You will be your God’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Sect’s Scene. I am still my Sect’s Sect’s Scene’s Scene’s Scene’s Scene. We will not overturn the river.”

Seeing Xiang Yang approaching slowly with a knife and murderous intent, Zhao Dehan seemed to have made some decision and lowered a cylindrical iron product like a flying rain needle from his sleeve, which made Xiang Yang's eyelids numb.

"This is Lei Zhenzi, the characteristic of my bitter school. It is enough to explode with my internal energy. It is enough to explode with huge lethality. Don't mistake yourself."

Xiang Yang didn't know what Lei Zhenzi was, but probably the mixture of various flammable and explosive items was compressed together. Once the true qi was used as the initiator to trigger and detonate, it would burst out with powerful power, which would have miraculous effects whether it was killing enemies or protecting themselves.

"You are now at the end of your strength and are filled with my sword energy. Now you are afraid that your tendons and veins will be weak and it is difficult to use your true energy. You should just die obediently."

Xiang Yang looked extremely disdainful on the surface, but he grabbed a Buddhist bead with his left hand, used the ejection method of the snapping fingers and the inner energy of the Dingzhu surrendering demons and the supreme magical power of the Dingzhu, and shot it towards Zhao Dehan's right hand.

This move is a test. He has a safe reaction distance from the other party. Even if Zhao Dehan detonates Lei Zhenzi, he may not be able to hurt him.

However, Zhao Dehan obviously did not react. The moment the Buddhist beads burst out, his right hand was covered in blood and flesh, and a piece of wood chips scratched to one side of Lei Zhenzi, and sparks were drawn. A bang explosion sounded, and yellow and white sand and snow particles were blown out on the spot.

Xiang Yang could see clearly that Zhao Dehan himself did not expect Lei Zhenzi to suddenly detonate. He was stunned for a moment and disappeared into the smoke.

This sound was heard for miles, and echoed like the sound of thunder. Sun Tao directly held his head and jumped down to one side, burying his head in the snow pile, his ears buzzing, but he could not hear any other sounds.

The detonation of the thunder Zhenzi was almost like a bomb, which directly broke Zhao Dehan into pieces, without even time to react, and unexpectedly died under his trump card.

Xiang Yang was also shocked, but he had a deep internal strength and was prepared for it, so he didn't have much impact. He was just surprised by the sudden explosion.

"Is it caused by Zhao Dehan's hand slipping, or is it caused by my splash of Buddhist beads? If it were the former, it would be really unlucky."

Someone in his previous life slipped, and he pressed zero more donations, but it was just that some money was missing. But if Zhao Dehan slipped and killed himself, it would be a scam.

Xiang Yang waited for the smoke and dust and the snowflakes in the sky to gradually disappear before he came forward to watch.

Zhao Dehan, whose martial arts skills are no less than his, was directly blown into countless minced meat, his body was charred and smelled fishy. It seemed that there was a very poison in the thunder shaking.

"Haha, okay, I'm dead. Now I can finally have a good night's sleep when I go back."

Sun Tao rolled up from the ground, patted the snowflakes on his clothes, and came over in three or two steps. Seeing the tragic situation of Zhao Dehan's body being broken, he was quite happy and laughed in a long sigh.

Xiang Yang shook his head, with a hint of doubt in his regret, and always felt that something was wrong.
Chapter completed!