Six hundred and fiftieth chapters Tiangang nine stacks
"Yang Xuan, it's time for us to settle things down with each other." Ouyang Hong's eyes were filled with anger, and the murderous intent filled his body, making the air in the arena feel chilly.
"It's time to settle the matter carefully. The goal of the Hong-destroying team is about to be achieved." Yang Xuan grinned, with a very provocative expression.
boom!
Ouyang Hong's anger could no longer be suppressed, and the unparalleled energy swept out. His palm fell in shock, and the void collapsed.
"snort."
Yang Xuan took a step forward and hit him with his fist.
The strong collision made everyone's eyes widen.
Bang!
Fist to palm, a layer of fierce ripples like sparks suddenly erupted. The surrounding air seemed to be torn by a sword and was as fragile as paper.
As soon as the two people came into contact, they separated like lightning. Two figures flashed across the ring, their afterimages crisscrossed, and the shadows of their fists and palms roared like thunder.
"So strong, he deserves to be among the top ten people on the list of geniuses."
"Entering the high level of Saint, we are basically evenly matched. Last time, Ouyang Hong defeated Yang Xuan by ten moves. This time, it seems that Yang Xuan is well prepared. I wonder if he can avenge his previous humiliation."
"But to be honest, although Ouyang Hong is arrogant, he does have the capital to be arrogant. His bloodline is so strong that it is indescribable, and his aura is even more aggressive. Most people really can't stop him."
"The battle between the tenth and ninth is so exciting. When Xia Wuming and Si Xingfei meet, they will be the real geniuses."
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Chen Ling's eyes widened and he watched the two fighting closely.
It must be said that both of them are young and powerful men in the world.
Both in terms of strength and experience, they are far from comparable to ordinary saints outside the palace.
However, he soon frowned.
Ouyang Hong's Gang Qi is really terrifying. Although Yang Xuan is not weaker than him, he is still slightly suppressed by his Gang Qi.
"Senior Brother Si, what is the bloodline of Senior Brother Yang?" Chen Ling asked curiously.
He still doesn't know Yang Xuan's bloodline until now.
"Yang Xuan's bloodline..." Si Xingfei suddenly had a strange look on his face.
"Ahem, his bloodline is extraordinary, you will know later." Si Xingfei coughed dryly, looked at Yang Xuan jokingly, and said calmly.
"Extraordinary?" Looking at Si Xingfei's strange expression, Chen Ling always felt strange.
In just a few dozen breaths, the battle has already heated up.
He is violent and arrogant, punches to the flesh, and his moves are deadly.
There was nothing fancy about the two men's attacks, it was completely a competition of ultimate strength and speed.
The ear-piercing sound of each collision shook the hearts of countless onlookers, and the majestic power that could destroy hundreds of thousands of boulders collapsed on the arena.
"Yang Xuan, one year has passed and you haven't made much progress. You dare to covet my position with this little strength? Hehe, just stay down here."
Ouyang Hong sneered darkly, and a black long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Buzz~~
A brilliant dim light flashed, Gang Qi was poured into it, and the black sword light soared into the sky.
The black sword light rushed out, like a black giant beast, opening its huge mouth and swallowing Yang Xuan.
"Ancient treasure, when did Ouyang Hong get such an ancient treasure? Judging from the grade, it is at least a mid-grade ancient treasure." Someone exclaimed.
"Ouyang Hong, don't worry, we will definitely achieve the goal of destroying the Hong team today." Yang Xuan was not afraid at all. While laughing, his five fingers turned into claws. An inch-long sharp blade came out from the five fingers, and he grabbed the black man in awe.
Sword light.
Click!
Yang Xuan grabbed the black sword light, and the sword light shattered.
The wind from the claws was harsh and unabated, pointing directly at Ouyang Hong.
"Senior brother has used his bloodline." Chen Ling's eyes lit up and he stared at Yang Xuan's strange palm, which looked like the claws of some kind of monster.
But the sharp blade extending out is extremely short, as if it is the claw of some extremely young monster beast.
Ouyang Hong didn't panic, the black sword shook, and another sword beam shot out.
Strong blood fluctuations also spread from his body.
The second sword light was the same as the first, but the power contained in it seemed to be doubled.
"broken."
Yang Xuan's eyes widened and he hit hard with his big hand.
Click!
The black sword light shattered again.
Ouyang Hong retreated violently, and the third sword light surged out again.
The fourth and fifth sword rays rushed out simultaneously, and the fourth and fifth sword rays from behind instantly clung to the third sword ray, and the three sword rays merged into one.
A huge black sword light tore through the sky and the earth, destroying everything.
Yang Xuan's complexion changed slightly, his body suddenly bowed, and he let out a low roar.
Chen Ling's face suddenly twitched.
Although this roar is infinitely powerful, low and manic, why does it sound a bit like a cat's modified voice...
Cat...
Chen Ling bit the tip of his tongue and thought to himself: I must have heard wrong. With Senior Brother Yang's temperament, how could it be related to cats?
Yang Xuan's body stretched out like a beast and swooped away, his hands wide open, and a blood seal appeared out of thin air.
A sharp roar sounded from the blood mark.
The blood mark hit the black sword light hard.
Rumble!
The violent and majestic energy exploded, and the black sword light and blood seal shattered.
"Ouyang Hong, you are nothing more than this. Have you reached the seventh stack of Tiangang's nine stacks?" Yang Xuan's figure burst forward, approaching Ouyang Hong, with a sneer and mockery on his face.
Ouyang Hong's face turned livid: "I'm afraid ten more lives won't be enough for you."
boom!
The majestic and violent bloodline fluctuations completely erupted, and endless energy spread out from Ouyang Hong's body and injected into the black ancient sword.
"Tiangang seven stacks."
boom!
Seven black sword lights burst out and merged into one instantly, forming a huge black sword as big as half a ring.
"Tiangang Sevenfold, hehe."
A flash of coldness flashed deep in Yang Xuan's eyes.
Amid laughter, Yang Xuan formed the seal again.
The blood seal condensed, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood into it.
One bite, two bites, three bites...
With every puff he sprayed, Yang Xuan's complexion turned a bit paler, and his aura gradually weakened. However, the blood mark exuded indescribable power of ultimate destruction.
There were seven mouthfuls of blood, and the blood marks were bright red and strange.
"Seven lives, Yang Xuan, you..."
Ouyang Hong's eyes were pale and he stared at Yang Xuan in disbelief.
The blood seal rose into the sky and pointed directly at the sword.
Yang Xuan was extremely weak, but he looked at Ouyang Hong sarcastically: "You are allowed to reach the seventh level of Tiangang, but I can't improve?"
"I just got a sacred object not long ago, hehe."
Rumble!
The entire arena was shaken, and the referee immediately took action to control the energy protection.
Above the arena, it was half black and half bloody, as if two clouds were colliding and fighting.
However, within three breaths, the black half was suppressed by the blood and forced back.
As soon as they retreated, the blood pressed forward quickly, overwhelmingly, eating away at the black side crazily.
puff!
Ouyang Hong's figure trembled, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
His expression suddenly became ferocious.
"Yang Xuan, get out of here."
A blush appeared on Ouyang Hong's face, and the next moment he appeared in front of Yang Xuan like lightning, and the black ancient sword slashed hard at Yang Xuan. (To be continued)