Similar to the thoughts in the minds of many people bystanders, Gu Shentong was both shocked and worried about Xiang Yang's strength, because others were just watching from a distance, but he fought with Xiang Yang for dozens of moves to understand nature more.

His true energy is still surging, and his fingering is becoming more and more sharp and changeable. The thirty-six Tiangang fingering techniques are counterattacked with each move, and in terms of changes, it is even more than Xiang Yang's three-point divine finger.

However, his entire body was vaguely unsuccessful. Every time his head-on collision of true qi and his finger strength were heaving, it stirred his internal organs, meridians and dantian, and there was a sign of collapse.

This is not difficult to understand. Just like the collision between the physical porcelain and the iron instrument with the same weight, the force generated is equal, and the ability of each other is different from each other. This is Xiang Yang's advantage and Gu Shentong's disadvantage.

"I can't continue like this anymore. I have scored seven points, enough to kill the so-called innate top, but I still can't do anything to this young man. If I don't give my all, the consequences of this battle may be unpredictable."

Gu Shentong twisted his waist and leaned back. He rubbed Xiang Yang's broken jade-dividing golden finger force to avoid it. Then, a spiral true energy erupted in the palms of his hands on both sides of his waist, hitting the empty space, arousing a violent airflow, which drove his body to escape two feet away in an instant. Then he turned around and stood quietly against Xiang Yang.

"I have heard that you are different from others, but I still didn't expect to do this. Xiang Yang, you are really far beyond my expectations."

The expression on Gu Shentong's face was a little complicated. He looked at Xiang Yang with three points of appreciation, three points of solemnity, and three points of murderous intent. He hesitated and sighed.

At this moment, he already regretted choosing Xiang Yang as his opponent in the first comeback.

However, most warriors are proud, and their faces are sometimes greater than the sky, so they often make a fuss about disagreement. The scenes of bleeding are all mean, and many people die for this.

Therefore, even if Gu Shentong regrets it, he will have no way out, because not only can he not afford to lose, but even making peace is a luxury.

Let’s not mention whether Xiang Yang will agree. Even if he agrees, he will spread it and ask people in the world to say that he is talking about him?

An outdated old guy has been huddling for decades. He just got some achievements and couldn't wait to jump out and challenge the genius who was in the prime of Spring and Autumn Period. As a result, he overestimated his ability and was almost beaten to death.

If Xiang Yang hadn't respected the elderly and loved the young and was willing to make peace with him, he would have been pressed to the ground and rubbed against him.

Such words are all nice, but they are also unacceptable to him. It is even more sad than killing him.

Which of the two is important, life, face or dignity? Many people will choose the former, but Gu Shentong has been in Hongmuling for so many years. If he wants to live alone, how could he go through the world with danger?

Therefore, he can die in this battle, but he will never attack Yan for peace.

"There is still room for a stop in this battle. I can give me the martial arts that you have melted your ten fingers. I can leave it alone."

Xiang Yang experienced the fierce battle just now and was fine. The blood and blood on his body were as hot as the sun in the sky. The blazing heat burned in all directions, steaming out white mist like smoke, but his heart was as cold as ice, and calm as terrible.

Gu Shentong's every move, raised his eyebrows, could not hide his eyes. He would have a state of willingness to die and never surrender, so he could naturally not escape Xiang Yang's eyes.

So he spoke up, which was an extremely normal exchange condition, and used Gu Shentong's life to exchange Gu Shentong's martial arts.

For him, although Gu Shentong has become a celestial being, there is also a so-called hatred of Gu Nantian in front of him, but it is not a big threat, because he is old and the strongest is to reach this point now, and the road ahead is broken.

However, Xiang Yang is rising in the rising sun and is still in a stage of rapid progress. The road is clear. As long as you move forward in the established direction, you will surely achieve something that everyone in the world will admire.

In this way, it doesn’t matter whether or not Gu Shentong kills him. What really touched him was to obtain the skills in Gu Shentong’s hand, practice it into a blade, and push the realm into a heavenly being.

At this point, no one in the world except for the masters who have attained enlightenment will be his opponent. Even if a genius like Brahma Bodhi is in the same state as him, it will not work.

"Hmm? You actually fell in love with this martial arts? But how could I beg you for survival? What's more, do you think you're sure to win?"

Gu Shentong's face changed. He did not expect that Xiang Yang would actually covet the martial arts he relied on. In surprise, he shook his head and refused, and at the same time began to raise his energy and make a comeback.

If the thirty-six fingers of Tiangang are the great success of his martial arts, then the finger of Destroying God is the embodiment of his reaching the pinnacle and becoming a saint.

The destruction of God, the domineering and fingering method of the name, naturally inherits the way of the name.

This is the martial art that condenses the essence of thirty-six moves of Tiangang fingers. It is emitted with the thumb of the right hand, and the finger force is surging, just like the Milky Way in the sky, with infinite finger power, and thirty-six changes, covering the peak of the finger technique.

"It's stubborn."

Xiang Yang's face sank, his heart became colder and quieter. During his breathing, he shouted loudly. It was stronger than the sound of thunder and huge. It spread across dozens of miles. It was shocked that countless ordinary people were panicked and knelt on the ground to pray, thinking that the gods were angry.

This sound even spread to the old house of Xiangyang in Anyuan County. When Fu Dachun, who was praying silently, heard it, and felt inexplicably thought, and in surprise, he savored the power and majesty contained in this sound, and smiled on his face.

Even the cultivation level of the heavenly beings who faced Xiang Yang was shocked by Xiang Yang, who was rare in ancient and modern times. The skills he gathered were hesitant and stagnant for a moment, and the finger power that was originally perfect at the fingertips became empty.

And just as he roared, Xiang Yang exerted his strength, shaking away the bondage of the evil sword behind him. The divine sword was born again, showing an unparalleled sharpness and light, brighter than the sun that had just risen in the sky.

With the magic sword in hand, Xiang Yang seemed to disappear from the spot, and his aura was gone, making many masters who were clearly in the same place who were in the same place with chest tightness and vomiting blood, and were so sad that they were dying.

The moment Xiang Yang revealed his energy again, a sword light curving into thin lines flashed out, but the evil in his hand had already slashed out.

"The God-Destroying Finger."

Gu Shentong's face turned red, his hair dissipated wildly, and his qi was rushing out, and he collided with Xiang Yang's sword light that came first.

With a buzzing sound, the sound of mosquitoes suddenly sounded in the ears of the masters present, and then they seemed to be deaf and blind. They could not hear any sound or see anything, as if they were blind, deaf, and fear came and spread throughout their bodies.
Chapter completed!