Dark red blood slowly gushed out from the crack in the silver armor.

Yuan Tianlang looked back in a daze, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Why?"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yuan Tianlang would never have believed it.

A cultivator in the Dharma Aperture Realm was able to tear apart this precious armor made of black silver with his bare hands.

The inner armor on Yuan Tianlang's body was refined from Shenyin Xuanyin produced in the secret mine of Lanshan Sect.

In the past, in order to sacrifice this extremely precious material.

Yuan Tianlang did not hesitate to travel far to the wilderness of the extreme north, and hunted several demonic beasts in the realm of manifestation before accumulating enough meritorious deeds.

For ten years like a day, he has been nourished by mana continuously, and engraved on the silver armor the secret wolf hair spirit pattern passed down by the Yuan family, which has a strong resistance to magic.

After the silver armor was sacrificed, Yuan Tianlang tried in private, even if he hit with all his strength, it would be difficult to break through the silver armor's defense.

It was precisely because of the protection of the silver armor that Yuan Sirius dared to attack unscrupulously.

Even the mana of a visible cultivator may be able to resist, let alone an opponent in the lower three realms.

However, the severe pain in his body made Yuan Tianlang feel absurd.

In the end he is a visible monk, or is Sikong Changming the real visible monk.

At this moment, the injury on Yuan Tianlang's body seems to be slight, but the internal injury is extremely serious.

Sikong Changming's power with one finger not only broke the silver armor of Langhao, but also used his strength to shock the Qi veins of Yuan Tianlang.

Nine realms of monks.

As the Qi channel of the first realm, it connects the body and body, opens up the limbs and bones, and transfers the mana of the sky.

If the Qi meridian is damaged, it will lead to instability of the monk's foundation, and even affect the future of the Dao.

It will be a fatal blow to Yuan Sirius who has great ambitions and wants to climb to a higher level.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

At this moment, Yuan Tianlang has blood flowing from his chest, and his face is solemn.He stood where he was, with his back to Sikong Changming.

Don't dare to move, let alone move.

In the Qi veins, a strange force is like an invisible spiritual needle, flowing between the meridians.

Wherever he passed, Yuan Tianlang felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

"Probably your silver armor is a fake."

Sikong Changming teased calmly.

Above the arms, the four magic powers circulate endlessly, turning into a cycle, changing between clutches and clutches.

At the moment when the two sides attacked each other.

Between Sikong Changming's fingers, the power of four kalpas was condensed.

The earth's wind, water and fire are reversed.How long can a mere piece of Xuanyin last in the face of that shattering Daoyun?
In fact, if Sikong Changming entered the middle three realms, he would condense the magic power of the four kalpas.

It only takes a moment to turn that dark silver into dust.

There is no other reason. The "Four Tribulations Sutra" created by Sikong Changming is too heaven-defying, and it can be called a scripture that directly points to the Dao.

At the level of mana, it has completely suppressed the "Book of Howling Moon" practiced by Yuan Sirius.

The inheritance of the Yuan family is not short, and it has a history of hundreds of years.

However, the monk with the highest cultivation level in the family is only in the Xuanguang realm.

Although the Yuan Family's "Sirius Splitting the Moon God's Light" is also powerful in the extreme northern region.

But after all, it cannot be compared with the inheritance of heaven.

"Book of Xiaoyue" is three points worse than "Eight Explanations of the King of Flame" in terms of foundation.

What's more, in the face of the freak "Four Tribulation Sutras" created by Sikong Changming and combining the strengths of the four schools, the "Book of Xiaoyue" is simply powerless to fight back.

Sikong Changming stared at the opponent in front of him, and said patiently:

"Admit defeat?"

The background of Jiuqu League is not small.

The purpose of his trip is to defeat the opponent and complete the system's serial tasks.

After defeating Yuan Sirius, the goal has almost been accomplished.

With Sikong Changming's character, he didn't want to show his face in the first place.

However, Yuan Tianlang, whose Qi veins constricted and his face turned pale, flashed a stern look in his hole-filled eyes.

"I am the deputy leader of the Jiuqu League. I am a descendant of the wolf god. How could I lose to you?"

Yuan Tianlang suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, the wound on his body burst open and blood gushed out.

The severe pain stimulated his nerves, making his bloodshot eyes full of fierceness and ferocity.

"Sirius Xiaoyue, I sacrifice my body with my blood."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Tianlang's body had already glowed with a bloody halo.

A brutal and terrifying aura slowly flowed out from his body.

The wound, which was bleeding continuously, stopped bleeding at this moment, and even a thin layer of white fluff grew.

"Ouch..."

Yuan Tianlang roared, his voice was like the howling of a wild wolf.

"This is the violent blood technique of the Yuan family. Vice leader, I'm going to risk my life."

A disciple of the Jiuqu League exclaimed, looking at Sikong Changming, his eyes were full of surprise.

What kind of opponent is this?
To be able to force Yuan Sirius into such a situation.

Bloody blow, survival from death!

This is the life-threatening method of the monks of the Yuan family. It is rumored that the ancestor Xuanguang of the Yuan family can use this secret technique to compete against the strong man of heaven.

However, the current battle situation has refreshed the understanding of those disciples of the Jiuqu League.

A visible monk, still wearing armor against mana.

Facing a monk who was one level lower than himself, he was forced into a bloody battle.

What an absurd way of fighting.

"If you can catch this knife, I will abolish myself as the deputy leader of the Jiuqu League."

"Walk at your door!"

Yuan Tianlang said in a deep voice, which surprised people.

"How is it possible, the dignified deputy leader is even qualified to create a real practice family in the outside world."

"If you lose, you will be the disciple of that lunatic? How absurd is this, where will the Yuan family's reputation be placed!"

After entering the realm of manifestation, the inner disciples of Lanshan Sect already have a lot of freedom.

You can be promoted to a deacon in the sect, or you can continue to compete for the status of a true disciple.

Some disciples who don't want to stay in the sect can also apply to end their apprenticeship and end their practice career in Lanshan Sect.

And what Yuan Sirius said undoubtedly pushed himself to the limit.

The status of walking under the door is no different from those servants in the world.

The majestic visible monk became someone else's disciple.

Even Patriarch Wu Fen of the Wu family could not enjoy this kind of treatment.

Yuan Tianlang's face was as heavy as water, without the slightest expression on his face.

Hold the handle of the knife with your backhand and pull it lightly.

The scimitar on his back showed a cold light.

An astonishing murderous aura was released from the scabbard.

"I once walked thousands of miles of cold plains alone, beheaded thousands of evil spirits, and finally practiced this supernatural power."

"Sharpen the knife for ten years, and try a trick."

At this moment, the ferocious murderous intent revealed from Yuan Tianlang gave Sikong Changming the illusion of being on his back.

It was as if he was being watched by a hungry wolf.

"Fortunately, I got this thing from the Wu family."

"Otherwise, today's challenge will be suspended."

Sikong Changming sighed silently in his heart, and his thoughts fell on something in the spirit pool.

The originally slow situation froze in an instant.

The air mechanisms of the two spread out, spreading all over the surrounding void, and an invisible confrontation began.

Sikong Changming and Yuan Tianlang fell into silence again.

The next blow will determine the final winner of this battle.

Through the violent blood technique, Yuan Tianlang forcibly suppressed the injury and forcibly recovered to his peak state.

The blade behind him exudes a piercing chill.

This knife was also cast by Shen Yin Xuanyin, it was Yuan Tianlang's natal magic weapon, and it had the potential to be promoted to a magic weapon.

"This knife, I want you to understand what it means to show the power that cannot be humiliated."

Yuan Tianlang gritted his teeth and pushed his mana to the limit.

If this knife comes out, it will definitely be shocking.

Clear sweat dripped from the forehead, and there was a stabbing pain from the top of the head from time to time.

In the confrontation just now, Sikong Changming's two punches were too light and full of insult.

As the deputy leader, he was blocked in front of the station and beaten all over his head.

Yuan Tianlang has always been conceited, and he only admires one person in the Great Cold Peak.

How can such insult be tolerated.

Mind, spirit and heart are united.

Knife, shape and human blend together.

Looking at the silent Sikong Changming, Yuan Tianlang let out a sharp howl, drew his knife and slashed.

At this moment, the gloomy sky was illuminated by the light of the Ling Lie knife.

A majestic sword light hovered above the sky, like a bright moon.

This is a sword technique, and it is also a supernatural power recorded in the "Book of Xiaoyue".

Moon cut.

Turning into the moon with his body, beheading everything in the world.

It is a supernatural power with extremely killing power and murderous aura in "Book of Xiaoyue".

At this moment, unleashed by Yuan Tianguang, the domineering sword light crushed the flying snow between heaven and earth, turned into a round of moon blades, and unstoppably slashed towards Sikong Changming.

This is the knife of lore.

Mobilize the power of the yin between heaven and earth, evolve the phase of the moon, and contain murderous intent.

Every ray of moonlight is sword energy, which contains the energy and spirit of the caster, and can cut down with a single knife, cutting off all obstacles.

Ordinary monks couldn't resist that slash at all.

Even Sikong Changming felt a lot of pressure.

The confrontation with Yuan Sirius was his first confrontation with the elite disciples of the Appearance Realm so far.

There is no one who can become an elite disciple.

The power of Yue Zhan made Sikong Changming truly see the strength of his opponent.

"If I hadn't gone to Wu's house."

"Today, maybe we will really lose."

Sikong Changming sighed rarely.

Seeing that unparalleled saber energy coming towards him, he remained motionless, his eyes calm.

Three feet, two feet, one foot!
Sikong Changming raised his hand suddenly, his arms were lifted up, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face.

"What is he doing? What kind of action is that, is he caught without a fight?"

Watching Sikong Changming spread his hands in front of him.

It made the onlookers feel extremely puzzled.

The saber energy is on the body, turning a blind eye.

"Did he give up resistance? Knowing that he can't be compared with the deputy leader, he will be arrested at this moment."

Someone whispered.

"No matter what, he can't surrender at this time. Facing such a knife, his actions are the way to die."

"Under the Yuan Family's Moon Slash, this lunatic will definitely die."

Among the Jiuqu League, there are also high-level officials who are standing around at the moment, witnessing this battle.

They were full of confidence in Yuan Tianlang, and felt that Sikong Changming would surely die under that knife.

The dazzling halo has obscured people's sight.

Yuan Tianlang's Moon Slash exhausted all his mana, and its power was unimaginable.

Those knife lights overflowing and scattered are still full of condensed killing intent, cutting the frost flowers all over the place into ice dust.

boom.

A dull knocking sound seemed insignificant in such an environment.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and Yue Zhan's saber energy overflowed in a mess at the moment, piercing the ground, causing those nearby monks to dodge in panic.

"Yuanjia Yuezhan, well-deserved reputation."

The senior officials of the Jiuqu League admired loudly, and they were very disdainful of Sikong Changming.

"That lunatic is in trouble. After suffering this knife, he will be severely injured, and even die."

After a while, the light faded away.

A figure was covered by the snow and dust all over the sky, looking a little bleak.

His hands were still placed in front of him, holding a piece of strange red-gold metal.

"Ahem, this saber energy is really scattered."

"Overwhelming, cutting everywhere."

Sikong Changming said slowly, his breath as calm as ever.

The state was surprisingly good, causing everyone around to stare wide-eyed.

"What's going on, isn't he injured? Why can't I see a trace of injury."

Many disciples were puzzled and felt awed by this archenemy of the Jiuqu League.

"The thing in his hand seemed to have blocked that knife for him just now."

There was a disciple who had practiced the pupil technique, with tears in his eyes at the moment, and said in horror.

He glanced at it just now, and saw Yuan Tianlang's Moon Zhan knife falling on the piece of red gold metal.

The Yuan family's ultimate move, which was famous in the far north, was actually shattered.

Chang Ming raised his head and shook his figure.

As soon as he moved, the snow and dust on his body fell.

The Falling Sun God Iron in front of him was unscathed, not even a trace of a scratch.

This piece of divine iron is one of the heritage of the Wu family. It used to be the treasure of the Yan King, and it was considered as a scrap of the Yan King Pagoda.

The Patriarchs of the Wu family of all dynasties regarded it as their heart and soul, and were unwilling to sacrifice it, which made it easier for Sikong Changming.

Facing Yuan Tianlang's killing blow, Sikong Changming directly sacrificed this piece of divine iron without even thinking about it.

The Xuanyin knife, which has been tempered and tempered for thousands of years, is far inferior in material.

Therefore, in the collision with the Falling Sun God Iron, he suffered a big loss.

Although Yue Zhan was strong, he couldn't overcome the hurdle of Falling Sun God Iron.

Even more unable to attack Sikong Changming after Shentie.

This is also the experience that Sikong Changming only accumulated not long ago.

In the Wu family, facing Sui Zongtian, who could have easily won, he underestimated the opponent's strength and was injured by a sharp sword.

The injury on the palm has not healed yet.

Therefore, facing Yuan Tianlang's meticulous sacrificial knife, Sikong Changming was prepared from the very beginning.

If you can fight hard, why hide.

Although he has not yet engraved the seals on the God's Falling Sun Iron that he has refined, he has not even forged the most primitive form of a magic weapon.

But the outstanding material is enough to be the last straw to overwhelm Sirius Yuan.

Yuan Tianlang stood on the spot, trembling slightly, his face was as pale as snow and lost all blood.

The breath on his body is also constantly falling.

The blow just now drained his energy and energy, and he was unable to maintain the bloody state at this moment, showing fatigue.

Although the mysterious silver saber in his hand didn't look strange, Yuan Tianlang, who was living with him, knew it very well.

There was already a tiny crack on the blade.

Looking at the divine iron that Sikong Changming was still holding in his hand.

Yuan Tianlang felt resentment in his heart.

"I, no, obey."

Before the words fell, blood spattered from the chest.

The deputy leader of the Jiuqu League looked furious, but his breath suddenly froze.

Then, he fell to the ground.

Sikong Changming put away the Falling Sun God Iron, and looked around at the many disciples of the Jiuqu League.

"Who else?"

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