Chapter two hundred and eighty second knife break the throne
The abandoned continent is completely different from the temple. The power of the divine seat here is so powerful that Nie Xingyun really looks like a god when he slaps it with his palm. The big palm is printed in the air, and the entire sky is covered in Xiao Zhan's eyes. The suffocating pressure disappears from
Pressure came from all directions, and my breath and soul seemed to be suffocated at that moment.
Xiao Zhan's eyes were very calm, and he locked his eyes on his palm. What he saw in his eyes was not just a palm, but the purest arrangement of laws.
No matter what move it is, it is actually an application of laws and regulations. The palm force is extremely violent, and a palm is pressed down to form an aura that can destroy the heaven and earth. In this aura, nothing can escape.
Nie Xingyun pressed down with one palm, and Xiao Zhan seemed to be unable to escape under the lock of his aura. This was a kind of crushing, and he fell down in the air, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.
Under normal circumstances, Nie Xingyun's palm seemed impossible to resist, unless the same divine power was used to forcefully break the palm. Facing Nie Xingyun's domineering palm, Xiao Zhan's lips curved with a trace of disdain. It appeared in his eyes.
It is a pure arrangement of laws. The martial arts realm contained in Nie Xingyun's palm is too bad. The overwhelming palm strength and aura are just simulating the hands of gods. It is a pity that the power of god level is not something he can peek at.
So much so that this palm seemed to be powerful, but the flaw it contained was simply terrible.
Nie Xingyun is very powerful, but in Xiao Zhan's opinion, this guy's promotion to the divine throne is not the Xuantu martial arts he practiced, nor the martial arts of the seminary, but something from the Alliance of Gods. It looks like a palm, but it is actually a kind of divine skill, and
It is still a magical technique full of loopholes. To deal with such a move, Xiao Zhan doesn't even need too many things. As long as he increases his physical strength to the level of a god, he can easily break it.
Xiao Zhan used his sword, which was completely different from Nie Xingyun's domineering palm. This sword gave people the feeling of being as stable as a rock. Even if the terrifying palm force could break the heaven and earth, it would be difficult to shake this sword in the slightest.
With a palm pressed down, Nie Xingyun's face was full of a sneer that controlled everything, but as Xiao Zhan struck with a knife, his expression changed instantly. The palm force that could crush everything was forcibly torn apart by Xiao Zhan's knife.
, the knife and the palm collided directly in an instant.
"ah!"
The screams spread throughout the entire abandoned continent, blood burst out instantly, and in an instant it seemed like a downpour of blood fell within a radius of dozens of miles.
Nie Xingyun's face was completely distorted, and his eyes were full of surprise and anger. He was a god, but his hand was chopped into pieces by a sub-god.
This is a shame!
Angry power violently burst out from Nie Xingyun's body. The surrounding void became distorted at that moment, and a destructive aura seemed to tear everything to pieces.
His eyes were fixed on Xiao Zhan. If eyes could kill, Nie Xingyun would have definitely dug Xiao Zhan into a hornet's nest.
The divine throne was so powerful that the shattered palm recovered quickly, and the exploded flesh and blood reunited. When Nie Xingyun struck out with another palm, the palm that had just been crushed by Xiao Zhan's knife had returned to its original state.
This palm was violent to the extreme, and the void was completely distorted as the palm was struck. This was an all-round attack, and no corner could be spared.
A sneer appeared on Xiao Zhan's face, and he slashed out with a lightning strike. The light of the sword forcibly cut into Nie Xingyun's palm.
The slashing spin is very scary, it can make the posture collapse. Nie Xingyun's palm is very scary, but what scares him is that his strongest blow actually collapsed under Xiao Zhan's sword.
How can it be?
This kid is just a minor god. How could he defeat me head-on?
Nie Xingyun was about to go crazy. The scene before his eyes was so crazy. The mighty God was defeated head-on by a demi-god. This was simply impossible, but it really happened. Why was this?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Nie Xingyun suddenly lost his voice and said: "You are from the Zhan tribe!"
Yes!
This kid only has the cultivation level of a sub-god, but he has the blood of the War Clan. It is said that the warriors of the War Clan can cross a great realm. A War Clan in the sub-god realm is actually a real god.
Realizing this could not help Nie Xingyun turn defeat into victory. Although Xiao Zhan had struck three swords in succession, it had already made him understand how big the gap between the two was in martial arts.
Damn it!
Nie Xingyun was extremely angry. Even if he knew that Xiao Zhan was from the Zhan clan, he would not be reconciled. As a god, he could not tolerate being defeated by a sub-god.
Crazy with rage, the power belonging to the throne was raging. Nie Xingyun stormed away, but the angry expression on his face instantly solidified. Xiao Zhan's swords came one after another, and the sword light released a chilling light.
A sneer appeared on Xiao Zhan's lips. Divine magic is indeed terrible, but he has the best way to deal with it.
God is coming!
Divine magic is not a martial skill, it is simply the application of laws, and the destructive effect of divine presence on laws is unimaginable.
The sword of Shenlin slashed, and the dragon and horse under the crotch rushed towards Nie Xingyun. The light of the sword passed by, and a surprising scene appeared. The violent power belonging to the God's Throne quickly faded under the light of the sword.
Nie Xingyun's eyes widened, and he was shocked. This kind of sword technique was unheard of, and it could actually invalidate his power, which belonged to the throne of God.
The combination speed of Long Ma and Xiao Zhan was so fast that Nie Xingyun could not avoid Xiao Zhan's slashing sword. The trajectory of the sword's movements were all in different eyes. However, he who was good at the physical body was horrified to find that no matter how he dealt with it, he would be killed.
This knife tears.
Damn it!
Nie Xingyun was so angry that he found that he couldn't resist the attack of the God Throne. This was just the simplest sword technique. Why wasn't the power so terrifying? His power belonged to the God Throne, but he was followed by such a childish sword with just one strike.
Small.
"bump!"
Nie Xingyun desperately tried to block Xiao Zhan with his sword, but his attempts were all in vain. The sword seemed to be coming from an absolutely blind angle, and he could not see it. Nie Xingyun's eyes widened, and the sword passed through his eyes.
The defense forcefully cut through, and the knife pierced his body.
The snow-white dragon and horse carried Xiao Zhan and Nie Xingyun past each other. The world fell silent for a moment, and countless pairs of eyes on the entire battlefield looked at the scene that was unfolding.
"Bang!"
Nie Xingyun's body exploded. This scene shocked countless people, especially those who aspired to become the first person in the new generation.
A divine throne exploded in front of a minor throne. This was a miracle, and it was actually happening in front of everyone at this moment.
The first person of the new generation?
Many people find this argument to be so childish and ridiculous.
"ah!"
Nie Xingyun's roar spread throughout the entire abandoned area.