Chapter 313 Fighting and Gathering Martial Arts Four Layers (4 more words)
"This is the breath of a powerful man from the martial arts realm!"
Just as Meng Yang was looking for other targets, a powerful aura suddenly rushed towards him.
Meng Yang didn't care at first, but when the distance between the two gradually narrowed, a powerful spiritual consciousness spread out from the person behind him, with almost no pause, directly covering Meng Yang and locking him.
Meng Yang's calm expression immediately became gloomy. From this spiritual consciousness, he sensed a breath belonging to the cultivation level of Juwu.
Judging from the intensity of the breath, compared with Juwu he had seen in the past, it was between the early stages of Juwu and the middle stages of Juwu.
Meng Yang didn't know why the other party locked him naked, but he knew that the other party would definitely be bad.
Without any hesitation, Meng Yang twisted his body. Facing the speeding light, he flew back while pinching the magic tricks with his hands, and tightly grasped Qianhunpan tightly until the light of the light got closer. He saw clearly that it was a middle-aged man with a big waist and a round waist.
The strong murderous intent revealed in this person's narrowed eyes made Meng Yang realize that the other party might have come to kill him.
"You have killed so many people, it's time to pay for your life!"
As soon as the sneer of the burly middle-aged man fell, a strong crisis immediately emerged in Meng Yang's heart.
At the same time, the burly middle-aged man suddenly disappeared into Meng Yang's eyes.
Under a stimulation of space, my body seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, but the murderous intent was still shrouded on Meng Yang.
Meng Yang's face was as gloomy as water. At the moment when the burly middle-aged man disappeared, the word "television" appeared in his mind. With his eyes flashing, Meng Yang didn't even think about it, and his face immediately showed a decisive look. He pinched his hands and waved his hands with a thousand souls.
As the flag whistled, a strong cold air was emitted. The moment the cold air poured out, it immediately enveloped Meng Yang's body, surrounded by thousands of restrictions, but a heavy roar appeared from Meng Yang's left arm. The next moment, Meng Yang's whole body flew backwards in the direction of his right hand like a short-line kite.
The burly middle-aged man's body was faintly solidified, his eyes showed a look of astonishment. The blue dagger he held in his hand flashed for a few times, and the cold light slowly dimmed, then collapsed in the crisp sound, turning into spots of light, scattered on the earth.
"Cultivation of Baiyun Valley? No, it's not the breath of Baiyun Valley..." The burly middle-aged man stared at the control of the backward flying momentum, stood in the air, looking at Meng Yang, and the cold light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, but he did not continue to take action.
He didn't take action, but Meng Yang was already being attacked by this sudden attack, which aroused a huge sense of fighting.
If he hadn't had the burly middle-aged man who had just reacted quickly and used teleportation to kill him, the dagger with solid spiritual power in his hand would have been able to pierce all his vitality immediately. This was the belief that he would definitely kill him, how could Meng Yang not be angry?
Without any hesitation, Meng Yang immediately flipped his left hand and pointed his fingers at the ban on protecting his body. It suddenly expanded and in an instant, it covered several thousand meters in an radius, covering him and the burly middle-aged man. But when he heard the sound of ghosts and howlings of wolves overflowing from the Thousand Souls, gathering wildly behind Meng Yang, forming a black shadow dozens of meters tall.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the burly middle-aged man did not expect that this young man with only the late stage of Gong Wu's cultivation level not only defended against his teleportation attack, but also the thousand souls in his hands and the dead souls he used made his murderous intent stronger and stronger.
He had already confirmed that the young man in front of him was an evil cultivator who had been killing people and seizing pills.
As a cultivator of the Gumu sect, he had already received the order. He killed this evil cultivator with cruel and cruel means and was understandable. The ruthless method of killing people and robbing pills has made all disciples within the range of death aura fear.
After these disciples feared, the emotions and shadows caused by the accumulation of a long time, they attracted the attention of many sects in Gumu. In particular, these disciples who were given the order to come to search for treasures, were afraid of Mengyang and demanded to leave, which also led to many sects secretly holding a grudge against Mengyang.
After all, for them, Meng Yang has affected their interests.
Furthermore, within the range of the dead energy, the monks only saw each other killing each other. They were all with one eye open and one eye closed, and few people paid attention to it. However, every time a monk died, Meng Yang appeared in the place where the Taoist disappeared. This made many people spread rumors and directly pushed Meng Yang toward an alien position that forced all the Demon Man Sect City to remove.
Even many people who killed their fellow disciples and other monks all pushed the sins in their hands to Meng Yang's head. After a long time, the first one that could not help was the burly middle-aged man in front of him at the fourth level of the middle stage of Juwu.
Although his disciple was not killed by Meng Yang, his disciple's soul was taken away by Meng Yang.
When he learned that his disciple was dead, he used the secret technique and directly tracked Meng Yang. He immediately thought that Meng Yang killed his disciple and was furious. He didn't ask, and the attack was the strongest attack. Unfortunately, he failed. He still underestimated Meng Yang's true strength.
Meng Yang did not care whether this person appeared because he valued love and friendship or to repay his disciples, and Meng Yang, who had a clear conscience, understood that he almost died in the hands of this person just now. Since he could kill the existence of the late stage of Juwu in the dead energy space, then at this moment, in this dead energy, he could also kill the burly middle-aged man who was the early stage of Juwu.
"I want this treasure!"
Looking at the huge figure gathered behind Meng Yang, the burly middle-aged man was surprised and greed could not be stopped. He was filled with his heart with fiery eyes, and immediately looked like he was determined to win this treasure.
Unexpectedly, a mere late-stage existence of Gongwu actually had such a treasure that could coexist with the prohibition.
Meng Yang sneered, looked at the fire of desire in the burly middle-aged man's eyes, and punched him in front of his chest. At the same time, the huge black shadow condensed into a human form behind him also punched him straight to the burly middle-aged man a hundred meters away.
With a violent aura, the burly middle-aged man immediately pinched the magic trick, bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood mist.
Then, a long sword full of blood color flashed out of the blood mist immediately.
The burly middle-aged man drove his hand and the blood-colored flying sword immediately flew in front of him. With his palms, a diffuse round blood ball suddenly formed a spiritual cover from the body of the flying sword, covering his body, directly blocking the smashed soul fist.
The dead souls that hit the blood-colored spirit shield scattered into black aura under the roar of trembling sound, spreading out like a black tide towards the blood-colored spirit shield. All the earth along the way were cracking countless huge cracks, and the earth moved and the mountains shook, causing all the monks within several miles to look up in fear and look in the direction of the two fighting.
The disintegrating dead soul immediately turned backwards under the roar and gathered behind Meng Yang again.
The burly middle-aged man's face was full of mocking expressions, but the moment the expression appeared, a crisis suddenly changed the face of the burly middle-aged man. He saw that the forbidden light curtain covering the two suddenly flashed countless runes.
As sharp roars echoed in his ears, the runes flashing on the forbidden light curtain suddenly turned into light swords with cold light, escaped from the light curtain, and rushed towards the burly middle-aged man.
With a burly and heavy eyes, he looked at the endless flying sword covering the sky and the endless blood, and licked the raised palm with the help of the remaining blood on the tip of his tongue. Then his other hand was stained with the blood in his palm, and immediately turned into a symbol strangely.
With gritted teeth and roared, the symbol suddenly turned into a blood-spraying fountain.
Immediately afterwards, a blood claw that had grown a hundred feet suddenly extended out of the blood-colored fountain.
Meng Yang raised his eyebrows suddenly, and he felt a terrifying thrust. The moment the blood claws stretched out, the direction of the flying sword that violated the rules, all of which turned backwards in the direction of the flying.
Even though a few of the flying swords were not affected, they were hitting the bloody hands, making countless metal impact sounds, and were bounced out. This attack seemed to consume a lot of spiritual power in the middle-aged man. While controlling the attack of the bloody hands, he quickly swallowed several pills to restore spiritual power.
Seeing that all the flying sword attacks were blocked by the blood claws, the burly middle-aged man immediately recalled the blood hand without saying a word, but he never noticed that at the moment the blood hand appeared, a strange color suddenly appeared on Meng Yang's face.
"The three magical powers of the Nine Xuan Zhen Zun are activated!"
Suddenly, Meng Yang made countless magic seals with his hands, and stepped on his feet in the air. A huge power centered on him spread wildly around him with the galloping horse. Wherever he went, the world seemed to be roaring, the earth was trembling, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
The burly middle-aged face changed for the first time. It was not surprise or surprise, but horror. He could not describe the feeling of suddenly appearing in his heart. He just felt that Meng Yang was constantly pinching the seal that he couldn't understand with his hands, and the unintentional fear in his heart became stronger and stronger.
The heart that had not been beating in fear for a long time actually jumped up uncontrollably at this moment.
At this moment, countless symbols that exuded this powerful meaning overflowed from the seals made by Meng Yang's hands.
After these symbols appear, they are like stars in the sky, covering Mengyang's body, as if they are rotating around Mengyang. The whole process lasts only three breaths, but Mengyang's seals have reached more than 300.
The constantly changing hands were almost all afterimages.
After three breaths, Meng Yang suddenly stopped his hands, and the violent aura that spreads all over his body became clean in an instant.
The long hair of crazy danced was also shawl down, and everything seemed as calm as if it had never happened.
But the crisis in the heart of the burly middle-aged man was magnified wirelessly at this moment. With his mouth dry, he immediately raised his sword without thinking and retreated behind him. But at this moment, Meng Yang suddenly raised his head and raised his lips, a strange smile appeared on his face.
After the smile appeared, the burly middle-aged heart seemed to stop beating at this moment. A sound of iron chains colliding suddenly appeared. But among the symbols surrounding Meng Yang, iron chains thick as thighs were immediately stretched out, and more than 300 symbols appeared. The targets of these black iron chains were not the burly middle-aged, but the bloody hand that kept stretching back into the blood-colored fountain.
Chapter completed!