Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

In desperation, the masked man forgot to cover his voice.

Hearing this voice, Yang Xiao was shocked and said in surprise: "Fan...Fan Yao?"

boom!

Fan Yao and Lu Yuan exchanged palms, then used their strength to fall to Yang Xiao's side and said coldly: "What? The Mingjiao doesn't welcome me now?

Or is it that you, Yang Xiao, want to dominate your family and cannot tolerate me, the Right Envoy of Light? "

"Brother! What are you talking about!" Yang Xiao said excitedly: "Where have you been these days?"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Fan Yao snorted coldly, looked at Lu Yuan with solemn eyes and said: "This person has a mysterious origin and is highly skilled in martial arts.

Let’s work together to keep him first, and we’ll talk about the rest later! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Yao rushed forward again.

The body shape is like a big roc spreading its wings, and the left hand is swung out, using Shaolin Luohan Fist, but the right hand is hidden in the sleeve, using the palm as a knife, but it is using the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife that has been circulated in the world for a long time.

Neither of these two martial arts are considered superb, but when Fan Yao uses them, they are extremely powerful.

The Luohan Fist, which should have gone straight, actually had some changes in his hands. It was sometimes near and sometimes far away, flickering and flickering. The surrounding Mingjiao masters just glanced at it and felt dazzled. They did not recover for a long time.

boom!

Lu Yuan was not fooled by Fan Yao's tactics and punched out decisively, hitting Fan Yao's fist.

Fan Yao frowned, and instead of retreating, he advanced, grabbed Lu Yuan's wrist, pulled hard, reached out his right hand from his sleeve, and slashed straight at Lu Yuan's neck!

A series of hammering sounds were heard, and in the blink of an eye, Fan Yao swung eighteen swords in succession, and the edges of his palms began to bleed from the excessive force.

Seeing the white mark on Lu Yuan's body, Fan Yao cursed in his heart that he was so hard, and then said angrily: "Yang Xiao!

How long will it take to wait until you take action? ! "

The moment the sound rang out, two strong winds flew past Fan Yao's ears and hit Lu Yuan's eyes.

Lu Yuan lowered his head slightly, and two iron eggs smashed into pieces on top of his head. Just as Fan Yao was about to take advantage of the situation, an anxious voice sounded from behind, "Retreat!"

Fan Yao suddenly felt an aura rising in front of him that could threaten his life. In shock, he quickly moved his body skills to the extreme.

The last second, Fan Yao left Lu Yuan.

The next second, the Minghong Sword was quietly unsheathed, leaving a brilliant sword light in the air!

The hall fell into dead silence.

The next second, a harsh clicking sound slowly sounded, followed by the teeth-searing sound of wood tearing.

"Quickly exit!" Yang Xiao didn't even care about the surprise and roared: "The hall is going to collapse!"

Everyone's expression suddenly changed and they rushed out of the hall.

Xu Fengnian, who was fighting fiercely with the Ming Cult disciples, wiped the blood on his face and cursed with a smile: "You are sick!

Why are you making such a big fuss? ! "

He said this, but the movements of his feet were not slow at all. The twelve flying swords were like cutting grass in front of him, opening a path for him.

Amidst a roar, the main hall that had stood for hundreds of years was turned into ruins.

The Mingjiao disciples who fled outside looked ashen, and some of them were already kneeling on the ground with unstable minds, muttering to themselves in a state of despair, with tears streaming down their faces without even realizing it.

Yang Xiao clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deeply into his flesh, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

But he didn't seem to realize it. He just looked at the hall in front of him, feeling extremely desperate.

Leader!

I betrayed your trust!

I am a sinner of Mingjiao!

But no one noticed that a stream of light suddenly flew out of the blazing holy fire on the Guangmingding platform and penetrated into Yang Xiao's body.

Before the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone heard a long breathing sound in the smoke and dust!

A strong wind rose from the ground and swept away the smoke and dust.

Lu Yuan was seen holding the hilt of the knife, standing in the middle of the ruins. The Six Meridians Divine Sword condensed into invisible sword energy to protect him tightly, and anything that came close to him was cut into pieces.

Lu Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of white air that turned into substance, raised his head and said calmly to Yang Xiao: "This is the separation of life and death.

What do you think? "

Despair spread among the Ming Cult disciples, and everyone subconsciously turned to Yang Xiao and Fan Yao for help.

After hearing Lu Yuan's words, Yang Xiao suddenly calmed down and closed his eyes, with no sadness or joy on his face.

But his long hair floated out of thin air, and the real energy visible to the naked eye overflowed from his body and condensed into vortexes.

Lu Yuan glanced at Yang Xiao in surprise, then looked up at the dark clouds above Yang Xiao's head that looked exactly like the whirlpool, and sighed: "Another Celestial Realm martial artist."

Fan Yao and Duan Shengying also looked at Yang Xiao. Fan Yao's eyes were surprised and jealous, but Duan Shengying's eyes were full of envy.

Both of them are half-step celestial beings. They have been stuck in this realm for a long time and still haven't figured it out.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao was one step ahead of them and entered the realm they dreamed of.

Yang Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and two Mingjiao sacred fire patterns flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Lu Yuan for a long time and then said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for helping me."

"No need to thank you." Lu Yuan lowered his body slightly, with an astonishing fighting spirit erupting from his body, "I didn't expect you to break through before the battle."

"Without Shaoxia Lu, I would have never been able to reach this realm in my life." Yang Xiao looked at his hands, his mind moved slightly, and the dark clouds above his head were pulled down and turned into pure white marbles in his hands. "Is this what you said...the celestial phenomenon?"

"If you really want to thank me, just fight with me!" A dazzling golden light bloomed from Lu Yuan's body, and the buzz of the sword on his waist resounded throughout the Guangmingding: "A confidant is hard to find, and an opponent is even rarer!

I also want to take it a step further. "

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao shook his head and casually dispersed the cloud energy on his hand, "When it comes to realm, we are evenly matched.

But when it comes to true strength, Lu Shaoxia is knowledgeable and sophisticated, and has many methods, which puts me to shame. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely ask Lu Shaoxia for some tips.

It was Yang Xiao who made the mistake today, and I would like to ask Lu Shaoxia to forgive me. "

Yang Xiao said and bowed deeply.

Lu Yuan immediately turned sideways and said calmly, "We are even."

"Young Master Lu is very generous." Yang Xiao said with a smile: "I have something to do in my teaching today, so I won't keep a few of you.

However, I still have something to ask Shaoxia Lu for advice. "

After saying that, he made an inviting gesture towards Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was a little confused and followed him in a flash.

Everyone woke up from a dream, and Xu Fengnian, who was full of envy, suddenly stiffened and realized a key issue.

Lu Yuan, your grandma is so stupid, what will we do if you leave!

He quickly came to Duan Shenying's side, forced a smile to the Ming Cult disciples who were eyeing him around, and said, "Everyone, if we don't fight, we won't get to know each other.

We are all children of the Jianghu, and we don’t want to bully the minority!

Besides, you guys have already said something, let’s just wait, maybe we can be friends in the future! "

Fan Yao glanced at the two of them, and after a moment of silence, he said coldly: "Stop it!

Rescue the other disciples first, and wait until Yang...Yang Zuoshi comes back to do the rest! "

After that, he looked at the two stone chairs standing alone among the ruins.

There used to be three chairs there, but now there are only two.

The right envoy of light is still the right envoy of light, but the left envoy of light is no longer the left envoy of light.

Could this be God's will?

Fan Yao let out a long sigh, and his back, which had always been strong, was actually a little bent at this moment.

After fighting for a lifetime, this is the result in the end.

From now on.

There are no more Xiaoyao Immortals in the world...