The Great Elder Xueling even stared out his eyes, staring at Xiang Yang with confusion and full of doubts, how could he be unscathed and made great progress? Could it be that he is really a natural god?

"The inner demon, the inner demon, and I have practiced the magic technique to escape from the self-removal of the inner demon, and I will no longer be disturbed by the inner demons inside and outside. Even the vast and boundless demon nature accumulated in the evil sword is used by me. A mere little curse of the inner demon is just an improvement of merit."

Xiang Yang's achievements in martial arts throughout his life were in the nine changes of the Tian Silkworm, in the innate wedding dress, in the realm of sword art where thousands of swords returned to flow, and in the simplified swords, and in the self-created way of demonic spirits.

It can be said that this martial arts are derived from the inner demon lineage and restrain the inner demon lineage. It is incredible in others' eyes, but in fact it is a normal manifestation in Xiang Yang himself.

"It's impolite to come but not go. Demon, you will also take me and collapse."

Xiang Yang no longer regarded the other party as Chu Canglan, and directly called the demon, but his hand was waving a colorful sword. In an instant, many shadows of the mountains rose up and threw them away, causing a typhoon. The qi was so fierce that it was even more powerful than the previous knife.

The seven major areas of the mountain collapse, the sword force is endless, sharp and sharp, containing the power of collapse of mountains and mountains, cutting rocks and ripples. Based on this, Xiang Yang even uses sword force to condense mountains and break mountains, and uses mountains to break mountains, with infinite power.

The shadow of the mountain is condensed by the sword energy, and the rock is piled up by the sword force. This sword will make the underworld Yan Luo break the soul.

"Retreat, you can only retreat."

Chu Canglan's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he realized that the opponent's realm had increased greatly, and his martial arts skills were rising in the face of battle. He was not the opponent's opponent's opponent's opponent's opponent's opponent's opponent's opponent's face, so countless legs were born, and he retreated again and again.

While retreating, the palm of his bear was already trapped by a beast claw shining with blue gold. When he waved his hand, the wind was like a sword, and the spiritual energy blew, constantly colliding and reducing the oncoming power of the sword mountain.

"Wanyan Bo's Blue Golden Pluto Claws? Sure enough, it fell into your hands."

Xiang Yang had already recognized at first glance that the divine weapon Blue Golden Pear Claw in Chu Canglan's hand was the divine weapon Blue Golden Pear Claw. This person is not the direct bloodline of the Golden Pear Claw, but he can fully exert the power of the divine weapon Pear Claw of a clan. It is indeed incredibly powerful and powerful.

However, no matter how powerful it is, it depends on who the opponent is. The huge mountain condensed by the sword energy is blocked by the storm. It explodes and instantly turns into countless qi blades and shoots outwards, like thousands of huge stones hitting out, as dense as a sudden rain, and it strikes into a natural disaster.

The previous sword is the power of a mountain, but it contains the momentum of storm and the power of hail. The three major postures are integrated into a sword, so the power cannot be easily resisted by Chu Canglan.

His face turned astonished in horror. With courage, he plucked up all his strength to resist. After a dense sound of impact, Chu Canglan's moves with the blue golden penis claws were broken, and the protective air shield was also broken into pieces. His body flew back a hundred feet away, and blood splattered all over the snow ridge. After this move, his purple robe turned bright red.

What shocked him even more was that a black light flashed through the blue golden penis in his hand, which gradually fell off between his naked eyes and split into pieces. The divine weapon passed down from a long time was actually shattered by the power of a knife. What kind of cultivation and great power is this?

The weapons in this world are divided from low to high into ordinary soldiers, treasure soldiers, divine soldiers, and peerless magic weapons. Eliminating peerless magic weapons that are difficult to find in the world, divine weapons are already the pinnacle of weapons, and they are synonymous with indestructible and unbreakable things.

Now that the divine weapon is broken, it means that it is falling from the altar. It cannot be invincible, cannot be broken without anything, but is broken by others. What qualifications are there to be called a god?

"Tu, damn, monster."

Chu Canglan's purple robe was dyed red, with a strong smell of blood, and a blue and white complexion. Although he was floating like a son of an immortal, he looked unstable and looked like a panicked dog.

He stared blankly at the falling blue golden penile claws that disappeared without a trace. He felt the heavy injuries on his body almost half dead. Suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood and sputum, cursed, turned around and ran away.

He had made up his mind that unless he became a god, he would definitely retreat when he met this person in the future.

I can't afford to offend me, can't I still afford to hide?

Seeing this, Xiang Yang narrowed his eyes, and a narrow light burst out, and he laughed loudly, and the sound spread for several miles. He felt unprecedented joy, joy and joy in his heart.

If he can defeat such a strong man, the devil should be happy, but he must never give the other party a chance to breathe. He should chase the remaining brave men and take advantage of his illness and kill him.

He swung a big knife with his right hand, but the evil sword light flashed and drew an arc in the air. The back of the knife was falling on his shoulders. The blade faced the sky, and the aura of domineering power surged into the sky.

Xiang Yang moved his footsteps and figure again, like walking in the garden, stepping on the ground like a dragonfly sifting through the water, chasing leisurely in an instant, leaving behind shadows.

The sword wind broke gold and iron at the foot of the road, and a long sword mark with a starting point but no end point was flowing out. He chased the wind and the moon, and in an instant, he chased Chu Canglan's bloody figure...

At Daxueling, the surviving elders and others finally dared to show their heads. Several old guys supported each other and stood up tremblingly. Looking around, they saw that Ziyunfeng, which originally represented the orthodox and supreme status of Daxueling, was already devastated.

One bottomless pit after another, filled with the power of meteorites from the sky, one after another, huge cracks stretching hundreds of meters long, the knife intention remained, the hazy phantom broke the soul of a person invisible.

Moreover, this powerful sword intent can spontaneously absorb the energy of the heavenly spirit, and the energy of the earth's veins grows and grows, forming one whistling sword dragon after another, which is terrifying.

At this moment, Ziyunfeng has become a Jedi. He must have a master of his level to take action to wipe out Xiang Yang's sword intent. Otherwise, over time, Daxueling will probably be eliminated from the world.

In addition, Xiang Yang's realm was soaring and his momentum leaked out, he directly divided the huge Ziyun Feng into two, separating it like a natural chasm, and could not see the past style at all.

"Oh my God, what did I do wrong with Daxueling? Do you want to do this to us?"

The third elder spitted blood with a puff, his eyes were so angry that he was so angry that his long hair stood up and his anger was mad.

His vitality was extremely tenacious. He was first cut off by Xiang Yang, then underwent the attack of the God-Swallowing Technique, and then suffered the aftermath of the fight between Xiang Yang and Chu Canglan one after another, and survived.

I have to say, I have good luck.

However, sometimes, surviving may not be a good thing, but because of this, the pain and anger brought to him was too great.

What is even more troublesome is that the masters of Xueling in this battle were at the back, with heavy casualties, and the original mountain master also became an evil traitor, and the blow was so great that it had not happened in a century.

"Enough, the most urgent task is not to lament uselessly, but to cure the aftermath and deal with the coming crisis.

Let's count the losses this time first..."
Chapter completed!