Chapter 311

Chen Luoyang stretched out his hands with his back behind his back, and gathered his fingers together into fists.

When Xue Haoran and Wang Di saw his dark golden pupils, their hearts moved.

Demon blood.

The ancient god religion passed on.

The face is very strange.

Appeared in the world under the world of mortals.

Could it be that Chen Luoyang?

The hearts of both of them sank, and before they could speak, Chen Luoyang had already thrown out both fists in front of him.

"You stop, then it's my turn."

While speaking, the two fists condensed into an invisible giant force, and they instantly turned to hit Xue Haoran and the king respectively.

After reaching the fifteenth level, the state of transformation, Chen Luoyang made another move, and the punching intent did not necessarily condense into the appearance of a god and demon, but compared with the fourteenth level, the power in it remained undiminished.

However, in the eyes of Xue Haoran and Wang Di, they saw different scenes.

In Xue Haoran's sight, it seemed as if a gigantic god had been born out of thin air, with a human face, tiger claws, white hair, a snake in the left ear, and two dragons riding on it.

This deity didn't make any punching movements, but it seemed to occupy the sea of ​​consciousness of Xue Haoran Lingtai, and there was nothing else other than that.

The river of blood transformed by his own sword light became undulating, shaking more and more violently, and soon seemed to boil, and in the end it seemed to be fragmented.

There are invisible forces emerging one after another, pulling the river of blood together from countless directions in all directions.

Every drop of "blood" seemed to be torn apart by a separate force.

Countless "blood water" seems to be forced to disperse in different directions, which will eventually cause the entire blood river to be difficult to form and disappear in smoke.

Shenwu Demon Fist, take it!

But in Wang Di's consciousness, it was another scene.

It was as if the light in front of him suddenly lost light, and his whole body was buried in the ground.

In the endless darkness, the oppressive power of the earth can be felt even more, it is so heavy that it cannot be added.

In the dark underground, there seems to be a god, and the whole is in the darkness, making it difficult for people to see the specific appearance.

The deity is just sitting upright, and it doesn't show any punches either.

But the powerful artistic conception that suppressed the earth came rushing towards the king's senses.

His ground river was completely suppressed underground, and the slightest wind and wave couldn't overturn it. It couldn't fill the ground and gushed to the ground.

It is the "Houtu" style of Shenwu Moquan.

Chen Luoyang opened his bow left and right, and both fists came out together, the fist intent completely enveloped the two opponents.

Xue Haoran's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and instead concentrated on facing Chen Luoyang.

"Liu Shou" restrains all kinds of metals in the world, regardless of sword technique or sword technique.

But also because of this, Tianhe, Xuehe and other holy places of swordsmanship have naturally been thinking of ways to deal with or crack this type of unique knowledge of the ancient god religion for many years.

Xue Haoran is trying his best to use the secret method taught by his master to resist the adverse effects of "harvesting".

But when he fell into the world of mortals before, he was injured first.

Facing Chen Luoyang's "grass harvest" right now, he was powerless, and the situation was even worse than that of Yang Xuan back then.

Xuehe was completely suppressed by Chen Luoyang's fist, and was about to be smashed to pieces, so he could only grit his teeth and persist.

On the other side of the kingdom, life is also difficult.

Speaking of nemesis, there are generally two types.

One is my strengths, which just restrain your weaknesses, so you are restrained everywhere.

The other is your strengths, which happen to be my strengths, but I am stronger than you in this respect.

So in front of me, your strengths are no longer strengths.

Although Wang Di's Sword of Earth and River is ingenious and infinitely mysterious, firstly, his sword intent has regressed in recent years, and secondly, he is as injured as Xue Haoran at this moment, so facing Chen Luoyang's "Houtu" at this moment is extremely weak .

Chen Luoyang firmly held him down with one punch, and there was little room for him to turn over.

And this oppression is getting stronger and stronger, gradually becoming unstoppable, making Wang Di feel like an egg under a rock, and can only watch helplessly as he shatters,

After Han Berry harvested the green fruit tree, she looked back and saw Chen Luoyang make a move, and couldn't help curling her lips secretly.

Finally willing to do it.

While looking at Chen Luoyang's shot, she was observing the surrounding environment.

It stands to reason that the few of them fell from the world of mortals to the vast land of Shenzhou together with the green fruit tree. That weird void portal should still be there.

Although the void portal is unstable, it will not close in a short time.

It started because of the green fruit tree, so now the void portal should be near the green fruit tree.

While thinking like this, she found Tu Shanyi approaching her without making a sound.

This appearance seems to be afraid that she will renege on her debt and run away.

Han Berry sneered: "Who do you think this girl is?"

Tu Shanyi smiled and said, "Chi..."

As soon as he uttered the first word, he saw Han Berry's eyes turn cold, with a hint of evil spirit.

The bald man immediately changed his words and said, "Miss Han, you have always kept your promises, and the most important thing is your promises. Of course, Tu knows about this."

"Then what are you doing here to spy on me?" Han Berry asked.

"I just want to ask Miss Han's opinion, if you are interested in joining the sect, Tu is willing to send a message for you to see the leader of the sect." Tu Shanyi said.

After hearing this, Han Berry understood that the "leader" in the other party's mouth was not Chen Luoyang on the vast land of Shenzhou in front of him, but the head leader of the ancient god sect in the world of mortals.

But she still shook her head: "Of course the Ancient God Sect is excellent, but I'm used to being alone, and I don't plan to join any sect forces. I appreciate it well, but I can only disappoint you."

The bald man smiled, and did not go any further to lobby, but simply said: "If Miss Han is interested in the future, she can go to the main altar of this religion at any time."

Han Berry nodded, and looked at the three people who were fighting fiercely in the distance.

Tu Shanyi did the same thing.

Seeing that Chen Luoyang beat Wang Di and Xue Haoran to the point where he couldn't lift his head at the same time with one against two, Tu Shanyi looked serious.

Both Wang Di and Xue Haoran were injured, so it was no surprise that they lost to Chen Luoyang.

But considering the bizarre results of the previous battle in the East China Sea, Tu Shanyi knew that Chen Luoyang's attack in front of him was far from reflecting his true strength.

It's a pity that the two people in front of him were not enough to test out Chen Luoyang's details.

Just as the bald man was thinking of this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sadness suddenly appeared in his heart, and countless sad past events in his memory came to his mind involuntarily, making him feel sad.

Tu Shanyi was startled suddenly.

Han Berry, who was beside him, couldn't help showing sadness in the depths of his eyes.

She frowned suddenly, and turned her head to look at Tu Shanyi, just in time to meet Tu Shanyi's gaze.

When the two looked at each other, they knew that the other party was in a similar situation to themselves.

This situation is obviously not normal.

They looked up and felt that the key to their emotions was under the light of blood suppressed by Chen Luoyang.

"Blood Ocean Sadness Art!"

The two spoke in unison.

The lineage of Blood River is the most sacred place of swordsmanship in the world of mortals and demons. It is incompatible with Tianhe, one good and one evil.

According to legend, the highest achievement of the Xuehe lineage of swordsmanship is the three major sword formulas, which were created and handed down by the most prosperous and powerful men of the Xuehe history, and have been continuously studied and polished by countless latecomers. Even today, they are all shocking. Weeping ghosts and gods, slaughtering common people, and killing the world.

One of the three blood river sword arts is called Xue Hai Bei Tian Jue, which was created by Xue Bei Long, the seventh-generation master of the Blood River lineage, "Xue Hai Bei Tian".

Its swordsmanship is mysterious and powerful, and it can enter the sword with human emotions. The stronger the grief and anger in the heart, the stronger the power of the swordsmanship.

At the same time, as soon as the sword was released, all people mourned together, and the sea of ​​blood fell, and the whole world mourned for it.

The sword intent is everywhere, and the enemy's fighting spirit is completely wiped out, leaving only the grief to the extreme, heartbroken, wanting to hang up and wait for death, completely powerless to resist.

Under the ebb and flow, the gap between the two sides who were originally similar in strength instantly widened to a cloud and mud.

If the original situation is that the enemy is strong and we are weak, then the gap between the two sides will be narrowed, so as to gain the opportunity for the weak to defeat the strong.

Since the appearance of the Blood Sea and Sad Heaven Art, it has been famous in the world of mortals. Throughout the ages, it has created many legendary achievements of the descendants of the Blood River.

It's just that this sword is difficult to practice, even if Xuehe's lineage follows the elite route, and the disciples of the disciples are all swordsmanship geniuses, there are few people who can master this sword art.

Tu Shanyi talked with other people in the ancient god religion, and everyone speculated that in order to practice this sword art, it may not only require outstanding talent in swordsmanship, but also a unique comprehension in emotion and mind.

The Xue Haoran in front of him is not in line with Xuehe's swordsmanship, but he has actually practiced this style of Xuehai Beitian Jue.

I saw that under the influence of the fist intent of "Liao Shou", the blood river sword light with a faint appearance of shattering continued to condense and compress, and finally turned into a small blood spring.

But this blood spring expanded rapidly, and the infinitely fierce sword intent quickly evolved into a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood seemed to be calm and calm, but there was endless sadness under the surface of the sea.

Affected by this sadness, even Han Berry and Tu Shanyi, who were on the periphery, felt sad in their hearts, as if they were going to be heartbroken.

And in that sea of ​​blood, the fierce sword intent was unprecedentedly strong.

"This sword of yours is more impressive than your other swordsmanship."

Chen Luoyang's voice sounded at this moment.

Accompanied by these words, there was a piercing and ear-piercing roar that suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth, as if it was even fiercer than Xue Haoran's sword intent, showing its sharpness.

The air of endless sword killing spread out, diluting the mood of sadness.

Everyone else present felt as if they had realized something.

Divine Martial Demon Fist, Chi You!

Chen Luoyang used "Liu Harvest" and "Chi You" together, facing Xue Haoran's Blood Sea Sadness Art head-on.

Platinum and dark golden rays of light complement each other, covering the sky and the earth.

The sword light in the sea of ​​blood also exploded at this time, with a decisive momentum, facing the fist of the gods and demons.

At this time, Wang Di let go of his sect views, and used his own big sword to help Xue Haoran.

Under the Blood Sea of ​​Sadness Art, Xue Haoran's sword is stronger than usual.

At this moment, Wang Di regards him as the main body, and himself as the supplementary, as a solid backing.

The sword intentions of both sides resonated faintly.

In the field of vision of Han Berry and Tu Shanyi, the two swords, one righteous and one evil, disappeared.

In front of them, it seemed that there was only one peerless divine sword with the earth as its body and the sea of ​​blood as its edge!

Chen Luoyang didn't change his face, and continued to punch out with both fists, head-on.

Hit hard on this Excalibur!

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ps: This is the first update of the guarantee.