The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 3775 Ask Jian Xiangyang

"This is the disaster you caused yourself. It is reasonable for such a thing to happen if you dare to bring people from Hunting God Palace with you." Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan indifferently. He thought Xiao Yan was just a In the mid-term of the Seven Star Fighting Gods, Xiao Yan never thought that Xiao Yan would have an immortal clone.

This really surprised Jian Xiangyang, because the moment he saw Xiao Yan's avatar, he could feel its powerful physical strength.

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at Jian Xiangyang at this moment, and the clone of Yuanshen was also beside him, his gaze was slightly concentrated, and he said softly to Jian Xiangyang: "Please give me your advice, senior!"

After coming here, Jian Xiangyang didn't give Xiao Yan any good looks. Xiao Yan is a person who holds grudges. If he wants to ask Jian Xiangyang again, of course he will challenge Jian Xiangyang with the avatar of the original god.

Everyone retreated one after another, isolating Jian Xiangyang, and all eyes were on Jian Xiangyang. Originally, Jian Xiangyang wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate, but it could be said that everyone pushed him against the wall.

"Xiangyang, I took the initiative to ask you for advice. As a senior, you have to be responsible and responsible, and you can't find reasons to refuse." The empress said meaningfully while hugging the Bingyun rabbit, and everyone nodded seriously. They were all eyes full of expectation.

Especially Confucius and Mencius, who nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"9494, brother Jian Xiangyang must teach me well!"

Jian Xiangyang looked at the people with serious faces, and he seemed to have no reason to refuse.

"Boy, my sword is a murder sword, are you sure you want to ask me?" Jian Xiangyang's body was slowly and straight, and Jian Xiangyang, suspended in mid-air, looked like a sharp sword.

Even Jian Shu would respectfully ask Jian Xiangyang for advice when she saw him. This understanding of the way of the sword has penetrated into the soul.

"Thank you, senior." Xiao Yan didn't retreat either. For the immortal body of the original god clone, Xiao Yan didn't know what level his physical strength had reached, but he was only facing the two emperors Pei Tong and Feng Tuo. When it comes to the powerhouse of the first step of immortality, the avatar of the original god showed an absolute crushing posture.

Then Xiao Yan really wanted to have a try, how much could the original god avatar be able to fight!

"You have a bit of guts. In this case, I will give you three swords today. If you can take over my three swords, I will give you the Heavenly Dao Sword Gang." meaning.

"Then I would like to thank senior for the gift." Xiao Yan clasped his hands together.

"Confidence is a good thing, but you can't be blind, it will only make you look stupid!" Jian Xiangyang's words were always ugly, but that was the truth.

"My sword doesn't have a name, but it has beheaded countless people. I am afraid that one sword will kill you, so I will give you three chances. One sword is stronger than the other. You should be prepared." Jian Xiangyang said slowly, Xiao Yan's face was solemn, and the deity had already retreated to the side, for fear of being hurt.

"Senior, please show your sword!" Xiao Yan, the avatar of the original god, said softly. The powerful blood flow in his body circulated. He didn't need to make any preparations, and his powerful body could attack and defend at any time.

Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan, raised his arm, and slashed at Xiao Yan without any sign!
Between his two fingers, a golden sword gang roared out, slashing straight towards Xiao Yan.

Looking at the roaring golden sword gang, Xiao Yan's eyes froze suddenly, because Xiao Yan felt a strong threat, and swung his fists wildly without any hesitation.

Boom! !

Powerful power erupted from the top of Xiao Yan's fist, as if the void exploded with strong energy, and the invisible force from the fist clashed with the golden sword.

The two erupted with deafening noises, but Xiao Yan's face was solemn, unconsciously, he was forced back by the golden sword for several tens of feet, and Xiao Yan blasted out more than ten punches in a row.

Xiao Yan was shocked, because even when he was fighting Pei Tong just now, he actually didn't show his fist strength at this moment. Every punch Xiao Yan made to the golden sword gang at this moment was probably enough to defeat Pei Tong.

If these dozen or so punches were on Pei Tong's body, the latter would probably be directly beaten into ashes.

After retreating more than a dozen lengths and swinging more than a dozen punches, Xiao Yan took the first sword, but at this moment the original god avatar was also sweating profusely, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Xiao Yan had already guessed that Jian Xiangyang was very strong, no, it should be said that everyone who appeared beside the Empress at this moment was very strong, but they didn't show it.

At this moment, they are doing whatever they want, even self-proclaimed realm, enjoying the time.

"I have some qualifications to be able to receive my sword, but I still want to tell you that I only used less than [-]% of my strength for this sword just now, so are you planning to take this second sword?" Jian Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yan and asked coldly.

"Since I'm asking seniors for advice, of course I have to accept it!" Xiao Yan stabilized the figure of the original god's avatar, and at this moment there was determination in his eyes, and he nodded very seriously.

"Okay, I might as well tell you that this second sword contains [-]% of my strength." Jian Xiangyang said, he still didn't draw out the sword behind him, but he just held his fingers together, and a single thought in his mind can become a sword.

As soon as the words fell, Jian Xiangyang waved his two fingers again, which was exactly the same as the movement just now, without even a trace of unnecessary deviation, clean and neat, but extremely powerful.

The two commanded out, another golden sword gang that looked ordinary at least, but this golden sword gang that looked ordinary hadn't approached Xiao Yan, and the original god's avatar was covered in cold sweat at this moment.

All the muscles in his body tensed up, because the Yuanshen avatar felt a strong sense of crisis on this golden sword. If he couldn't resist this sword, he might be beheaded.

At this moment, Xiao Yan swung his fist, and the powerful physical power of Yuanshen's avatar exploded. Without any fancy moves, the fist full of destructive power was Yuanshen's most powerful weapon.

As the saying goes, break all laws with one force!

As long as there is enough strength, the fist is the hardest truth!

dong dong dong! !

A dull sound erupted above the fist, and countless fist shadows formed in the midair, and then collided with its golden sword. Although it seemed that the two were not in direct contact, a fist appeared on the fist of Yuanshen's avatar. A hideous sword wound.

Blood erupted on the fists, and then on the body. The robe seemed to be cut by countless sharp swords. Sword marks appeared on the whole body. The avatar was already covered in blood, and its flesh exploded!
But Xiao Yan didn't stop, he frantically waved his fist until he completely blasted away the golden sword!

But at this moment, the avatar of the original god is already covered in blood, his skin is torn apart, and his appearance is extremely hideous and terrifying!
(End of this chapter)