Chapter 279 Banning the death of real martial arts
"My friend, what I think about is that my patience is limited..."
Wang Xulai grabbed the black flag, his eyes shone coldly, and looked at Meng Yang with a threatening look.
The Killer condensed in his body seemed to be warning Meng Yang that as long as he said no, the next moment would be his storm-like attack.
"Senior breaking the ban on the top of the snow mountain must consume a lot of spiritual power, right? I wonder how strong the strength can I exert at the moment?"
"What does it mean?" Wang Xulai was stunned at first, then frowned, and was about to speak.
Meng Yang, who was staring at the black flag, suddenly sneered suddenly at this moment.
As the cold wind whistled, an illusory hand became bigger and bigger in Wang Xulai's pupils.
"Looking for death..." Wang Xulai was furious, and a powerful aura suddenly spilled out of his body.
As soon as this aura came out, Meng Yang's illusory hand instantly disintegrated on the spot.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Yang's body immediately burst backwards.
While retreating, he was planning to use black lightning to attack Wang Xu.
But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw the black flag that Wang Xu had caught suddenly blew up black fog.
As soon as the black mist came out, it immediately enveloped within a thousand feet of radius. There was a black mist in it, which was pulled together by a strange energy. In a blink of an eye, an extremely huge fist condensed and hit him with his head.
This punch was as fast as lightning, and it approached Mengyang almost at the moment of solidification.
Although Meng Yang's reaction is equally fast, his powerful magic takes time to pinch out the magic seal.
Seeing the fist coming to his chest, Meng Yang's face turned ruthless, and the cold energy Xuan Dan was immediately replaced with the death energy Xuan Dan.
When a strong dead energy emerges all over his body, he is ready to resist the solid fist of the dead soul.
With a roar, Meng Yang's entire body fell under the huge fist force and flew backwards.
With the weight of the Xiuchun Sword, although he stopped retreating, the rush of qi and blood that could not be curbed made him spit two mouthfuls of blood.
"Is the strength of the ninth level of Juwu late stage..."
Meng Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and opened the blood to dye his lips red, smiling bitterly, but still overestimated himself.
Even though Wang Xu's spiritual power was consumed greatly, his power was only able to exert his late-stage Juwu cultivation, and he was not able to resist it.
Under the spiritual power dispersion, the extremely powerful aura was also not comparable to the ninth level of the late Gongwu stage.
Wang Xu grabbed the flag, jumped, flew in front of Meng Yang, his eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he sneered with a nose.
"You are old and can reach the ninth level of the late Gongwu stage, and be considered a genius, what if you are?"
"I'm still so weak in front of me, so weak that I can kill you with just one finger, so what can you do?"
Meng Yang's face was gloomy and his eyes were fierce and he looked at Wang Xu in silence.
Seeing Meng Yang's appearance, Wang Xulai wanted to ridicule him, but he suddenly felt bored.
He raised his hand and shouted with a sound, and the sound of the flag in his hand was even more powerful.
"Die..." Suddenly, Wang Xu smiled solemnly, picked up the banner and stabbed Meng Yang's eyebrows.
Before the banner arrived, a cold feeling swept across Meng Yang's body, causing Meng Yang to retreat, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
While pondering, as if he had made up some decisions, he swung his sleeves and a pill suddenly flew out of the storage ring.
After swallowing this pill to restore spiritual power, Meng Yang's slightly pale face instantly flushed.
A cold light flashed across his eyes when he looked at Wang Xulai. Without saying a word, he raised his hands and slapped his chest.
Blood spewed out and turned into blood mist, which surprised that three red lights appeared in the blood mist.
As a fierce intention emerged from his long fingers, he immediately blew blood mist three times.
Then the three red lights filled with blood mist suddenly rushed out of the blood mist, and the wind was long, and three huge flying swords emitting cold, dead air, and thunder air were formed in an instant.
When the flying sword appeared, it rushed into the expanding black clouds around the dead souls with a shocking aura.
Lightning and thunder, strong wind roared, and the dense black faces followed one by one as three flying swords attacked, screaming and rushing towards the dead soul. Before they could get within three feet of the flying sword, they were surrounded by the powerful air-twisted smoke surrounding the flying sword.
Wang Xulai looked at the sky with a look of ugliness, and suddenly bit his tongue and reached out to apply it on his thumb.
After the blood-stained thumb scratched a strange rune on the wriggling flag.
This strange rune flashed with a faint light, and it did not enter the Panqi and disappeared.
At the same time, the dark faces in the sky, which were constantly decreasing under three flying swords, suddenly gathered together as if they had received a call.
An extremely powerful aura continued to overflow from the banner at this time.
The black clouds gathered together formed a huge pillar in the blink of an eye and hung in the air.
Looking at the pillar, Wang Xulai laughed wildly.
At the end of the laughter, his face was extremely distorted, like a devilish mania.
When the last black cloud merged into this round pillar, Wang Xulai's whole body was as if all the essence was sucked away by the flag in his hand, and it quickly shrank, its skin collapsed, and it was pressed against the bones, and it was skinny in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, an ancient evil aura overflowed from the pillars in the sky and rushed away in all directions.
This scene fell into Meng Yang's eyes, which made him open his eyes wide, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body trembled uncontrollably due to fear or shock.
Because the black cylinder hanging on the sky at this moment actually looked like a black finger.
A huge finger that exudes a monstrous atmosphere.
The hurricane roared, and the sky and the earth changed color, as if the fingers were about to fall on the earth, heading straight for Mengyang.
The downpour of momentum instantly melted all the snow peaks within ten miles of the radius.
As the dark clouds turned, the huge fingers were like the master and the devil's finger, which made the entire earth tremble.
Meng Yang, who was stepping on the embroidered spring knife, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain from his chest. When he looked at the shocking fingers that were coming, a figure flashed through his mind. The moment this figure appeared, Meng Yang's eyes were filled with unwillingness.
The breath of death was like an invisible big hand, grabbing Meng Yang's neck, making him feel uncomfortable in breathing.
Under this suffocation, his heart couldn't help but beating wildly, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.
This aura was so strong that it seemed that even the consciousness was pressed by the fingers of this surging aura and was about to collapse.
At this moment, at the top of the snow peak, only Wang Xulai laughed loudly under the whistling sounds around him. Suddenly, a very dazzling light suddenly rose from behind the altar at the top of the snow peak, like the rising sun in the east, suddenly shining on the earth.
This extremely dazzling light rolled in with a low roar that seemed like a loud bell. Meng Yang instantly trembled with blood in his mouth. Under the violent tremor, the person was shocked and fainted. The spreading air waves caused a huge roar from the mountain wherever he went.
Under this whistle, all the snow peaks were banned, turning into spots of light and dissipating the earth.
The huge falling finger seemed to sense danger, but was not under Wang Xulai's control. He turned around and headed straight for the rushing column of light.
Under the roar of the two, a short period of day appeared on the earth. Under the aura of destroying the world, Wang Xulai, whose face changed drastically, had not yet reacted, and instantly turned into a pool of blood. Within three miles, all the snow-covered trees in the sky were melted and burned dry.
Even the air is evaporated clean under this powerful temperature.
The repeated shock wave took away all the traces here. The ancient trees in the sky were uprooted, the rocks and grass were overturned, and countless restrictions were destroyed in an instant. Even a sloping cliff on the side of the mountain shook violently under the impact of this powerful shock wave, and huge cracks appeared. Then the earth shook and the mountain collapsed.
The night once again enveloped the earth, and the extremely dazzling beam of light was gone, and the huge fingers with awesomeness also returned to the dead silence. In addition to the black flag in the storm and snow, Meng Yang, whose body was buried in snow.
......
I don’t know how long it took, but a whistle of pain suddenly sounded on this extremely quiet snow peak.
Meng Yang suddenly opened his terrified eyes, glanced into his eyes, and his face was immediately shocked.
There were countless cracks appearing in the snow peak when they were looking at it.
A hole appeared in the big hand that enveloped the sky, like night.
Around the hole, there was a vague terrifying aura that made Meng Yang's heart beat faster.
This terrifying aura is the culprit who killed Wang Xu.
Meng Yang, who had forbidden eyes, understood the moment he saw this hole.
As his eyes flashed, a complex and bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When Wang Xu came, when he was killing him, Panqi's finger summoned touched the restriction above Xuefeng.
Fortunately, he kept retreating and leaving the scope of the ban, otherwise he might have died immediately with Wang Xuli.
The middle-stage Zhenwu existed and was instantly bombarded, which shows how powerful the ban shrouded in the sky.
But what Meng Yang also unexpected was that the flag that used its black fingers to display was not broken at all in the range of the ban, like a lone cold plum, standing in the cracks of the snow peak.
In addition, at the first ten meters under the Black Pan flag, there is also a jade pendant stagnating in the air with crystal bright light.
When Meng Yang looked at the jade pendant, his gloomy face was instantly overjoyed.
He looked carefully at the hole in the sky, moved his body and immediately appeared in front of the jade pendant.
Sensing the top-grade soul-level treasure aura emitted from the jade pendant, Meng Yang confirmed that the jade pendant should be the treasure Wang Xu got at the top of the snow peak.
The spiritual consciousness overflowed out and enveloped it, and the smile on Meng Yang's face became stronger and stronger.
Because there was no breath in Wang Xu in this jade pendant.
With lingering fear, Meng Yang looked at the black flag inserted in the crack of the snow peak. Without saying a word, he waved his hand and immediately swallowed three healing pills. When he was sitting cross-legged and recovered, he used three incense sticks to wipe off the spiritual mark left on it. Then he put the treasure into the storage bag.
After pondering for a while, he couldn't help but look at the jade pendant in his hand.
The spiritual consciousness was attached to it and instantly realized that the jade pendant in his palm turned out to be a defensive magic weapon.
With his eyes flashing, he slapped the storage bag and immediately summoned a spirit bead.
The treasure energy overflowing from the body of the spirit bead is not as good as the jade pendant, but it is even more sticky.
After a while, his eyes were gloomy and calm, and he immediately put away the jade pendant and put the spirit bead in another storage bag.
Then he called out the black flag, squatted with both hands, and leaned his fingers a little.
With blood coagulation in the eyebrows, the black flag was refined on the spot.
Chapter completed!