Ancient Martial God

Yang Ming stared at Xiao Yun, the anger in his eyes almost bursting out. Nangong Wudian was the top force in Xuan City. How had he ever been slapped in the face like this?

"Okay, two thousand high-grade spirit stones, I'll add to this bonus..\\nCOM" Yang Ming said coldly, taking out twenty Tongbaozhai gold tickets on the spot and throwing them to Xuanwu Yi.

"Lord Zuo Shi, that is the cost of our trip. If we lose..." the accompanying Archdeacon said with a worried look on his face.

"Losing? Don't worry, we can't lose. Have you forgotten what they are good at?" Yang Mingzuo snorted.

When the Archdeacon saw Xuanhou and Jinyin, he couldn't help but think of something. He suddenly realized on the spot that although these two people individually were about the same strength as Luo Yu, it would be completely different if they joined forces, even if they were ten. Luo Yu couldn't even think of breaking through their defense.

Xuanhou and Jinyin rushed onto the stage one after another.

Xiao Yun, who was still vomiting blood, suddenly smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His originally pale face returned to its original state.

"Fake……"

"He was not injured."

"He's pretending on purpose."

The onlookers around the fighting stage were in an uproar.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu was stunned. After recovering his reaction, his teeth itched with hatred and he wanted to punch Xiao Yun.

"I just said something was wrong. This guy was really pretending, and he even pretended to look like him." Wu Xuanyi once doubted whether Xiao Yun was a real swordsman.

The sword cultivator has an outspoken personality, but Xiao Yun used a trick to show weakness and let Yang Ming take out two thousand high-grade spiritual stones again. How can he be such a straightforward sword cultivator?

Yang Ming's face was livid, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yun, the anger in his eyes was still there, but he was much calmer than before.

At this time, Xiao Yun's body turned into a sword again, and the huge sword intent was released, spreading to the entire martial arts arena, and the young martial arts cultivators who were watching retreated into the distance.

chant!

The same terrifying sword intent as before struck Xuanhou and Jinyin.

Facing this knife, Xuanhou suddenly rushed behind the golden seal, and a unique aura erupted from both of them. At the same time, they waved their hands to block it in front of them.

Boom!

Just like the sound of a bell, the two people's zhenqi swirled together and turned into a golden bell of zhenqi, which enveloped the two of them firmly.

The sword struck the golden bell of zhenqi, but the sword's intention was unable to penetrate.

Bang!

Xiao Yun was shaken back several steps by the shock force from the Zhenqi Golden Bell, and his blood was so shocked that Xiao Yun looked at Xuanhou and Xuanhou in surprise.

"This is……"

"Nangong Wudian's Golden Bell Qi Mask."

An elder said: "I never thought I would see the Golden Bell Qi Shield in my lifetime. This martial skill requires at least two people to practice together, and they must be practiced simultaneously, which is extremely difficult. Martial arts practitioners who can cultivate the Golden Bell Qi Shield together Very few, but if it can be cultivated, the two together will make the defense almost invincible."

"Invincible? It's not that exaggerated." Someone disagreed.

"Exaggeration? You don't know how powerful the Golden Bell Qi Mask is. Even if the two of them work together, only a handful of their peers can break through the Golden Bell Qi Mask." The elder snorted.

At this time, Xuanhou and Jinyin used the Golden Bell Qi Mask to crush Xiao Yun. The two of them were members of the Zijin Order, and they were already strong when they joined forces. With the Golden Bell Qi Mask, they were even more powerful. Extremely tyrannical.

As it rolled, the sound of the Golden Bell Air Mask became louder and louder.

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Yang Ming's mouth. The truly terrifying thing about the Jinzhong Qi Mask is that it can combine offense and defense. Xuanhou and Jinyin joined forces and used it to such a powerful level that even the top figure in Nangong Martial Palace was not able to do so. Dare to confront head on.

The Golden Bell Qi Mask cultivated by these two people was one of Nangong Wudian's trump cards for participating in the Tianyan Holy Land assessment this time. It was originally supposed to be used on the day of the assessment, but Xiao Yun was too arrogant, so he had to expose it first. .

Anyway, it doesn't matter even if someone knows about it, there are almost no flaws in the Golden Bell Qi Mask.

"Crush his limbs for me. Don't kill him. Leave a breath. I want him to experience the pain of nine lives and nine deaths." Yang Ming shouted coldly.

The golden bell air shields of Xuanhou and the others rolled towards Xiao Yun, and were about to crush Xiao Yun. At this moment, a sword light suddenly bloomed in Xiao Yun's eyes.

The moment this sword light emerged, Xiao Yun grabbed the air with his hand, and the black heavy sword and the cicada wing sword were pulled out and fell into his hands.

chant!

The moment the two knives fell into Xiao Yun's hands, there was a sign of completely merging into one.

Yin and Yang are destroyed!

Xiao Yun turned his sword and slashed out.

The people in the audience were shocked, because they saw the black and white giant sword fall, as if the boundary between life and death fell, and the entire martial arts platform was crushed to pieces.

boom!

The Jinzhong gas mask exploded, Xuanhou and the two vomited blood and flew out, hitting them heavily in the distance. They were seriously injured and fainted on the spot.

The terrifying sword intent raged towards the surroundings, and some elders took action to suppress it. Although the sword intent was finally suppressed, they were quite surprised, because the remaining sword intent was so strong that they all had to expend some strength. Only then can it be completely suppressed.

The remaining majestic sword intent is so terrifying, wouldn't the strongest sword intent contained in the sword just now be even more terrifying?

puff!

Yang Ming was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Not to mention that he lost all three thousand high-grade spiritual stones, Luo Yu died tragically, and Xuan Hou and two others were seriously injured. I don't know what the situation was.

Xiao Yun quickly swept off the stage, landed next to Xiao Yu, picked her up and left.

"You still want to leave? Stay here!" Yang Ming chased after him angrily.

"What? The dignified left envoy of the Nangong Martial Palace, you still don't admit defeat, or do you want to have another fight?" Xiao Yun said without fear.

"Envoy Yang Mingzuo, don't break the rules." The middle-aged man was already blocking the front.

When he saw the middle-aged man, Yang Ming stopped, his expression extremely deep. The rules of the Xuancheng Chamber of Commerce were unbreakable. Although he wanted to kill Xiao Yun, the middle-aged man would definitely stop him.

"Wait a moment."

Xiao Yu broke free from Xiao Yun's hand, and before Xiao Yun could react, Xiao Yu had already rushed to the vicinity of the fighting platform, and then, in full view of everyone, he took out the bag Luo Yu had brought with him.

If the seriously injured Xuanhou and the two were not protected by members of the Nangong Martial Palace, Xiao Yu might have gone to collect their bags.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xuanyi was shocked.

Yang Ming almost spit out a mouthful of old blood again.

Xiao Yun was a little surprised, but Xiao Yu's approach was right. After all, Luo Yu had lost, and what she had on her body would naturally belong to her.

"Brother Xiao, you are so clever. This time you tricked Yang Mingzuo into vomiting blood." Wu Xuanyi praised.

"Stop talking nonsense, give me those golden tickets." Xiao Yun stretched out his hand.

"Aren't you worried about leaving it here?" Wu Xuanyi muttered. He was originally unwilling to take it out, but seeing Xiao Yun's eyes filled with swords, he had no choice but to take out all thirty gold tickets.

"I won't worry if I leave it to you." Xiao Yun put away the thirty golden tickets.

"Brother Xiao, you can't take all of them. Leave two for me. I have contributed anyway." Wu Xuanyi wanted to grab them, but after Xiao Yun glanced at them, he had no choice but to stop.

At this time, Xiao Yun spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Brother Xiao, it's over now, please stop acting." Wu Xuanyi said.

"I didn't act..." Xiao Yun fainted before he could finish his words.

"Xiao Yun..."

Xiao Yu quickly stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Yun, pulling him into her arms.