"This is the trouble you brought upon yourself, right? If you dare to bring people from the Hunting God Palace with you, it is reasonable for something like this to happen." Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan with cold eyes. He originally thought that Xiao Yan was just a person.
In the middle stage of the Seven-Star God of War, I never thought that Xiao Yan actually had an immortal clone.
This really surprised Jian Xiangyang, because the moment he saw the original clone of Xiao Yan, he could feel its powerful physical power.
Xiao Yan turned to look at Jian Xiangyang at this moment. The original god's clone was also beside him. His eyes were slightly focused and he spoke softly to Jian Xiangyang: "Senior, please give me some advice!"
After arriving here, Jian Xiangyang did not give Xiao Yan any good looks. Xiao Yan was a person who held grudges. If he wanted to ask Jian Xiangyang again, of course he would challenge Jian Xiangyang as the original god clone.
Everyone retreated one after another, isolating Jian Xiangyang, and everyone looked at Jian Xiangyang. Originally, Jian Xiangyang was trying to find excuses, but everyone pushed him down.
"Xiangyang, I have taken the initiative to ask you for advice. As a senior, you have responsibilities and responsibility, but you can't find reasons to refuse." The empress hugged Bingyun Rabbit and said meaningfully. Everyone nodded seriously,
All eyes are full of expectation.
Especially Confucius and Mencius, who nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"9494, Brother Jian Xiangyang must teach you and teach you!"
Jian Xiangyang looked at everyone with serious faces, and he seemed... to have no reason to refuse.
"Boy, my sword is a murderer's sword. Are you sure you want to ask me?" Jian Xiangyang's figure slowly straightened up. Jian Xiangyang was suspended in mid-air and looked like a sharp sword.
Even Jian Shu would probably respectfully ask Jian Xiangyang for advice when she saw him. This understanding of the art of swordsmanship has penetrated into her soul.
"Thank you, senior." Xiao Yan did not retreat. Regarding the immortal body of the original god's clone, Xiao Yan did not know what level the current physical power had reached. He just faced the two emperors Pei Tong and Feng Tuo.
When facing the powerful man who took the first step of immortality, the original God clone showed an absolute crushing attitude.
Then Xiao Yan really wants to give it a try and see how much the original god's clone can fight!
"You are quite brave. In that case, I will give you three swords today. If you can take my three swords, I will give you the Tiandao Sword Gang." Jian Xiangyang crossed his arms to his chest and stepped on the flying sword. He looked like a sword fairy.
meaning.
"Then thank you senior for the gift." Xiao Yan cupped his hands and clasped his fists.
"Confidence is a good thing, but you can't be blind, it will only look stupid!" Jian Xiangyang's words have always been unpleasant, but that's the fact.
"My sword has no name, but it has killed countless people. I am afraid that I will kill you with one sword, so I will give you three chances. Each sword is stronger than the other, so you should be prepared." Jian Xiangyang said slowly,
Xiao Yan's face was solemn, and he had already retreated to the side, for fear of being affected.
"Senior, please bring out the sword!" Xiao Yan, the clone of the original god, spoke softly. The powerful blood and energy in his body was flowing. He did not need to make any preparations. His powerful body could attack and defend at any time.
Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan, raised his arm directly, and slashed at Xiao Yan without any warning!
Between his two fingers, a golden sword roared out and slashed straight towards Xiao Yan.
Seeing the roaring golden sword, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly froze, because Xiao Yan actually felt a strong threat and wildly waved his fists without any hesitation.
Boom!!
Powerful power exploded at the top of Xiao Yan's fist, as if the void exploded under the powerful force, and the invisible power from the fist clashed with the golden sword.
The two made a deafening sound, but Xiao Yan's face was solemn. Unknowingly, he was forced back dozens of feet by the golden sword, and Xiao Yan fired more than a dozen punches in succession.
Xiao Yan was shocked because even when he fought Pei Tong just now, he actually didn't show the strength of his fists at this moment. Every punch that Xiao Yan made against the Golden Sword Gang at this moment was probably enough to defeat Pei Tong.
If these dozen punches had hit Pei Tong, the latter would have been beaten into ashes.
After retreating for more than ten feet and throwing more than a dozen punches, Xiao Yan finally took the first sword, but at this moment, the original god's clone was also sweating profusely, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Xiao Yan had already guessed that Jian Xiangyang was very powerful. No, it should be said that everyone who appeared next to the empress at this moment was very powerful, but they didn't show it.
At this moment, they are more inclined to do whatever they want, even to establish their own realm and enjoy the time.
"You have some qualifications to be able to take my sword, but I still have to tell you that I only used less than 10% of my strength for this sword, so do you still plan to take this second sword?"
Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan and asked coldly.
"Since I'm asking for advice from my seniors, of course I have to answer it!" Xiao Yan stabilized the body of the original god's clone. At this moment, his eyes showed determination, and he nodded very seriously.
"Okay, I might as well tell you that this second sword contains 30% of my strength." Jian Xiangyang said, still not drawing out the sword behind him, but just holding his fingers tightly together, and a thought in his mind can become a sword.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Xiangyang waved his fingers again, exactly the same as the action just now, without even a trace of unnecessary deviation, clean and neat, but extremely powerful.
The two commanders sent out another golden sword that at least looked ordinary, but this golden sword that looked ordinary had not even approached Xiao Yan, and the original god's clone was already covered in cold sweat at this moment.
All the muscles in his body were tense, because the original god clone felt a strong sense of crisis in this golden sword sword. If he could not withstand this sword sword, he would most likely be killed.
At this moment, Xiao Yan waved his fist, and the powerful physical power of the original god's clone exploded. Without any fancy tricks, the fist full of destructive power was the most powerful weapon of the original god.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat all laws!
As long as there is enough power, fists are the most powerful thing!
DONG DONG DONG!!
A dull sound erupted on the fist, and countless fist shadows were formed in the mid-air, and then collided with its golden sword. Although it seemed that there was no direct contact between the two, a shadow appeared on the fist of the original god clone.
A ferocious sword wound.
Blood erupted on both fists, and then on the body. The robe seemed to have been chopped off by countless sharp swords. Sword marks appeared on the entire body. It was obvious that the golden sword was more than ten feet away from the original god's clone, but the original god
The clone was already covered in blood, and his skin and flesh were bursting!
But Xiao Yan did not stop and waved his fist crazily until he completely blasted away the golden sword!
But at this moment, the clone of the original god was covered in blood, with its skin and flesh torn apart, and it looked extremely ferocious and terrifying!