The strongest dragon cultivation system

Chapter 281 Death of the Saint

The water waves are raging, the fire is raging, the wind is howling, the thunder is thundering, and the frost and poison are covered and eroded.

With Zhou Yang not sparing the power of the dragon, the six extreme forces became stronger than ever before. In just a moment, Takeda Guiyi's Thunder Sword Field was compressed to less than 100 meters.

"Six attributes, someone can master the power of six attributes!"

Everyone watching the battle turned pale with shock, even if they don't understand the power attributes of supernatural beings, they still know how abnormal this is.

This is true for these laymen watching the excitement, let alone experts such as Li Kunlun.

Li Kunlun, who disappeared in front of people before, showed extreme shock for the first time on his face, and also muttered to himself in disbelief: "How is it possible, how is it possible for one person to possess the power of so many attributes?" ,How did he do that!"

Only at his level can he understand how terrifying the realm under the superposition of the power of the six attributes is.

But on the battlefield, Takeda Guiyi is already in danger.

He has just mastered the field for a short time, and his application of the field is far less flexible than Zhou Yang, so he can only hold on with his strong true spirit.

"Die!"

Zhou Yang shouted loudly, and the power of Bingshuang suddenly increased several times. Takeda Guiyi, who was caught off guard, was frozen in place by the ice.

Before he could break through the ice, Zhou Yang urged again, and a cloud of blue and white flames broke through the blockade of the Thunder Sword Domain like meteors from the sky, and suddenly hit the immobile Takeda Guiyi.

Rumble!
Under the violent collision of ice and fire, a violent explosion occurred. The Thunder Sword Field, which was already riddled with holes, was torn apart by the explosion, and could no longer support it and collapsed.

"Did he die? Did a holy warrior just die like this?" Someone murmured in disbelief.

Some people asked and answered in an uncertain tone: "I should be dead, didn't you see that the domains are all gone?"

Miyagi Gen's face was full of disbelief and fear, he never thought that Takeda Kiichi would lose.

Ever since Takeda Kuiichi was promoted to the Saint Realm and showed him his own strength, he, who was ambitious, immediately thought of a target to stand up to, and that was Zhou Yang, who had made his Miyagi family lose face.

So even though he knew how bad the consequences of kidnapping Zhou Yang's parents and relatives would be, he did it without hesitation.

Even if people in the supernatural world all over the world are accusing them of such despicable behavior, he is not afraid at all, because he has the confidence to reverse the situation.

Both he and Takeda Guiyi believed that as long as they revealed their identity as holy warriors and beheaded Zhou Yang on the spot, all the voices accusing them would turn into voices of praise.

According to the normal situation and reality, their idea still makes sense.

No one will criticize the winner, at most they will curse a few words behind their backs.

But the premise of all this is that they can win this battle and become the winner.

And judging from the current situation, not to mention winning the appointment, whether he can save his life today is a question.

Thinking of what would happen to him after Takeda Kiichi failed, Miyagi Gen's heart twitched, and his old face instantly turned pale.

After he was stunned for a while with a pale face, he suddenly remembered something and whispered: "The hostage, the hostage must be controlled, and there is a hostage in hand, so forgive him for not daring to do anything to me."

However, when he looked in the direction of the hostage, his old face, which had just flushed with blood, became colorless again.

At the place where Zhou Yang's parents were, the four hostages who had been tied to wheelchairs and had their mouths sealed had all disappeared. On the ground lay the corpses of the children of the Miyagi family who had taken care of the hostages.

Looking at the dead body of his junior with a pale face, Miyagi Mina let out a hysterical roar: "Who is it? Who dares to kill my Miyagi family's children, who dares to be an enemy of my Miyagi family?"

No one paid attention to him, because everyone's attention was focused on the center of the battlefield, where the flames of the explosion finally dissipated.

hiss!
When the figure of Takeda Guiyi appeared after the flames dissipated, everyone gasped in unison.

Originally, although Takeda Kuiichi was not very handsome, the temperament he cultivated through long-term martial arts practice is quite attractive and very attractive.

But now, his white samurai samurai uniform was completely burned to ashes, and his face, chest, back, and limbs were covered with dark red blood blisters, like a scorched toad, as ugly as it could be. ugly.

If it were any ordinary person or even an ancient warrior, with ninety-nine percent of his body's skin tissue burned, there would be no possibility of survival. Infection alone would be incurable.

But Takeda Kiichi, who has stepped into the Saint Realm, is different. From the fact that he can still hold the samurai sword tightly, it can be seen that he can continue to fight.

He held tightly the deformed samurai sword, his will vibrated the air and said: "You are very powerful, but I haven't lost yet. How much strength do you have now?"

"It's enough to kill you." Zhou Yang replied with a sneer.

"Then try my trick!" Takeda Guiyi grasped the long knife with his coke-like hands, his body jumped up and turned into a beam of lightning and shot at Zhou Yang, but it was a desperate move. He performed the extremely dangerous art of combining human and sword.

"Profound Truth: Thunder Slash!"

With a flash of thunder, the figure of Takeda Guiyi appeared in the sky above Zhou Yang's head, and then the saber was lowered towards his head.

"Small skills, you also try my dragon claw!"

A cold light flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes, and his right hand suddenly turned into a dragon claw covered with golden scales and grabbed towards the top of his head.

With a crisp sound of "铛", under the shocking eyes of Takeda Guiyi and the spectators, Zhou Yang's right hand, which turned into a dragon's claw, pinched and broke the famous sword in his hand that had been passed down for 400 years.

Boom!
After pinching the long knife with one claw, Zhou Yang clenched his fist with his left hand, and the bowl-sized fist hit Wutian Gui's lower abdomen hard, sending him flying several tens of meters away.

Bang bang bang!
With this punch, it was like knocking down the dominoes, and instantly triggered the explosion of many blood bubbles on Takeda Guiyi's body.

In an instant, Takeda Guiyi was like a balloon that had been punctured, with bloody arrows shooting out from all over his body.

Ahhhhh!
Even with Takeda Guiyi's will, he couldn't bear the blood spurting pain all over his body, and hissed and howled involuntarily.

The incomparably horrific howling sound combined with the bloody scene now, is really shocking to hear and frightening to those who see it.

In the crowd, Li Kunlun looked at the howling figure and couldn't help sighing: "Takeda's return is over!"

Even a Martial Dao Saint, it is impossible to survive such an injury, unless he can immediately eat some kind of heaven and earth spirit with excellent healing effect.

But with Zhou Yang around, even if he had this heaven and earth spirit, he would have no time to eat and recuperate.

(End of this chapter)