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Chapter 117 Death

How can there be a test of life and death?

Often, the winner is decided within a few rounds, and the battle for dozens of rounds is mostly about competition.

The Tiangang battle axe swung from top to bottom, and passed through mid-air, cutting the air and making a sound of breaking through the air. The strong air whistled around, and the weeds on the ground were as if cut by sharp blades, breaking and scattering neatly.

Seeing that the Tiangang Battle Axe was about to fall, the head of the Pan family hit the head of the Pan family. The Pan family twisted with a very sensitive body, and the Tiangang Battle Axe fell into nothing in an instant.

The sword dragging scheme was obviously not successful. Such a method is very effective against the martial artist, but the innate martial artist has little effect. Unless he is in the same realm, he can suppress the response. Otherwise, with the innate martial artist Qiu Feng, the induction of the cicada prophet, when the Tiangang battle axe was swung down, the arc of the axe blade slashed within his insight.

The power of the innate martial artist is not only because of his strength, but also because of his long breathing and super physical strength and superior sensing. These are all things that are far superior to that of the martial artists. However, the head of the Pan family is so strong because he is the peak martial artist who combines spirit and flesh. The Tiangang Battle Axe has not made any contribution, and Yang Qifeng knows this.

He was not unable to fight with the head of the Pan family with Tiangang Battle Axe in hand, but this life-and-death battle did not have an absolute advantage, so this attack was just a test, and it also exposed the existence of the Tiangang Battle Axe to pull the head of the Pan family. Just as he thought, when the Tiangang Battle Axe appeared, the head of the Pan family showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he disappeared in surprise and replaced by heat. His eyes were so eager that he could melt Yang Qifeng.

He said happily: "A Feng, you give me another surprise. The Tiangang Battle Axe was taken out of the arsenal by you. With your strength, you can't wield the Tiangang Battle Axe. Even if you have divine power, it is only comparable to the peak power of the innate martial artist. I know your background, obviously you don't have this divine power."

"It seems that the Tiangang Battle Axe has been refined by you. If you want to refine the Tiangang Battle Axe, you must at least change the blood Martial Saint. You can refine it yourself with the strong qi and blood. You either use the secret technique of blood refining from the Yuan family in Runan and the Xiahou's weapon turning technique."

"Xiahou values ​​you very much, and he actually teaches you the art of turning the instrument. But how could Xiahou be so kind to teach the secret techniques of family transmission outsiders. The hateful Xiahou thief, no wonder Xiahou has come to Panjiazhuang many times. They want to plot against the Tiangang battle axe of my Pan family. No wonder I feel disgusted recently. This is the protection of your ancestors' spirits by betrayal of the family."

"A Feng, you collude with outsiders and sting outsiders. I think you are my master and apprentice. This matter has not been known to outsiders. I will give you a decent look. I will not announce that you collude with Xiahou, and still tell you that you went to the Huang family in Jingzhou to learn martial arts."

"Master wants to use the art of turning the weapon, so just use it based on your ability?"

"You are still so stubborn, thinking that the gap between you and your master can be made up with the Tiangang Battle Axe?"

"If the Tiangang Battle Axe is completely refined by you, you will escape immediately without saying a word. But just now, you judged by the strength you swung, and then calculated based on the time you entered the arsenal. You have not completely refined the Tiangang Battle Axe at all. You only waved it a few times at most. With the induction and speed of my spiritual and physical integration, you will fight with you for a while. When you cannot swing the Tiangang Battle Axe, it is your death."

"Your speed is not as fast as it is," Yang Qifeng said coldly. He jumped, and a blood-red shadow ran out. He landed steadily on the sweat-blood horse. All the movements just now were delaying the time to call the sweat-blood horse. Since he realized that the head of the Pan family had bad intentions, of course he would not give up the help of the sweat-blood horse.

"When it comes to long-distance raids, people are not as good as horses. Even the innate martial artists who temper their internal organs are the same. But short-distance traversals, how can horses be human opponents? A Feng, you underestimate the innate martial artists too much. Today, let the teacher teach you the last lesson." The head of the Pan family was indifferent and allowed Yang Qifeng to turn over the horse. His tone did not change much. Obviously, he was not surprised by this scene in his heart.

"Since it's the last lesson, then I'll ask my master to die." When riding on the sweaty and blood horse, Yang Qifeng's aura changed. The Tiangang Battle Axe did not cause any burden on the sweaty and blood horse. It seemed that the Tiangang Battle Axe had no weight at all. This was incredible, but it was extremely normal. If the Tiangang Battle Axe did not have such ability, how could it be called a treasure magic weapon?

The sweaty and blood horse pedaled with four hooves, and the thin tendons and veins under the membrane were prominent, and they launched a charge. With the help of the sweaty and blood horse sprinting, the Tiangang Battle Axe was tightly grasped by Yang Qifeng's hands, and raised it high and slashed it down from top to bottom at the head of the Pan family. This was the killer move among the thirty-six axes of Tiangang to slash Huashan, and directly used the strongest move.

"The axe chops Huashan with the help of the power of the bloody horse, and with the Tiangang Battle Axe, you have surpassed the limit of the power of the innate martial artist, but it is useless. As long as you don't hit, no matter how powerful the move is, it will not be any power," the head of the Pan family rushed out of the bloody horse, immediately took a step, dodged the bloody horse's rushing forward, and went to the side, his arms were like lightning, and he snatched forward towards Yang Qifeng on the bloody horse.

"It is impossible to hit the point," Yang Qifeng's expression was as usual. A faint blood color appeared on the Tiangang Battle Axe. A true meaning of martial arts spread out and suppressed it in all directions. The head of the Pan family next to him was caught off guard and was instantly suppressed by the true meaning of martial arts. His movement paused slightly, and his movements slowed down. The Tiangang Battle Axe drew an arc in the air and followed the head of the Pan family.

The extremely sharp Tiangang Battle Axe split the head of the Pan family. The red and white objects sputtered around. The hardest skull was not much better than tofu under the Tiangang Battle Axe. The proud expression on the Pan family's head's face had not disappeared. It can still be seen from the broken corpse split into two. With a wave of Yang Qifeng's arm, he quickly scattered the blood and the broken corpse that were splattered into the space.

The Thirty-Six Axes of Tiangang, the true power of the Pan family, he never really knew in his life. Only by using the Tiangang battle axe can he exert the true power of the Thirty-Six Axes of Tiangang. Unfortunately, the Thirty-Six Axes of Tiangang are still limited. He is the technique of conquering the horse. If he doesn't ride or ride, he is completely different in heaven and earth, and his power is different.
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