Kendo God

"not good!"

Yang Chengan was anxious and hurriedly wanted to spread out a force to lift the man up.

It's a pity that Mo Xianghuo, who has been watching eagerly from the sidelines, how could he give up such a good opportunity?

Immediately, with a flash of his body, he quickly arrived in front of the Heavenly Spirit Realm expert who was unconscious and about to fall, and punched him.

"What a thief! Die!"

Yang Chengan's eyes were about to burst, and now his own strong men were defeated one by one by Mo Xianghuo!

Taking action with anger, the long sword in his hand cut out countless sword lights, pouring out like moonlight.

After Mo Xianghuo hit with a punch, he didn't look at the result. Instead, he turned around and punched. The huge shadow of the fist went upstream and annihilated all the sword light in the sky!

Now the powerful physical body of the Earth Demon Clan has shown its terrifying side.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The roars continued, and it was normal for the attack to reach their level. The void exploded and the earth shook.

Yang Chengan has an old face, as gloomy as water. Now that his cultivation is suppressed, it is really difficult to be able to withstand the opponent's physical body!

If this continues, not only the people around you will die, but you will also die!

But if they run for their lives individually, they will only die faster. Only by fighting to the death, can they still have a chance to survive.

"Attack together!"

Yang Chengan had no choice but to give the order again, and everyone joined forces to attack. It was obviously unrealistic to form a formation to fight the enemy again.

The consequences of forming another formation will only be passively beaten. It would be more cost-effective for everyone to fight together now.

"yes!"

The others immediately took the order, gritted their teeth, their auras and efforts were rising, and they were all trying to release their most powerful attacks as much as possible to deal with Yang Chengan.

It's a pity that in front of the powerful body of a high-level expert in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, these attacks can only scratch the itch at best.

What's more, Mo Xianghuo would not give them a chance to attack him.

The void seemed to be destroyed. Colorful lights flashed, swords flashed, and gun shadows crossed the sky, all desperately attacking one person.

Mo Xianghuo was like a demon in this world. He broke through so many attacks with one punch and opened up a vacuum. He quickly jumped up and saw the opportunity to attack one of the middle-level Heavenly Spirit Realm. The strongest one is just one punch!

Mo Xianghuo didn't look at the result, and quickly backed away to prevent himself from getting entangled with the opponent. He advanced and retreated, which really made the hearts of these powerful men in the White Tiger Palace tremble and they had to be afraid.

The feeling of truly looking at your companions, completely destroyed in body and spirit before your eyes, and unable to do anything, is really terrifying, like a nightmare.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was a roar between the heaven and the earth, and the Demonic City that was originally in ruins below was now sinking into deep pits one after another.

Mo Xianghuo's eyes flashed with cold light. Although this strong man from the White Tiger Palace had been suppressed, he was indeed very difficult to deal with.

After fighting for so long, how many people on the other side have died in total?

These people who were obviously dead felt so distressed in Yang Chengan's heart that he was bleeding all the time.

But Mo Xianghuo was not satisfied with the result at all. If Yang Chengan knew what Mo Xianghuo was thinking now, would he be so angry that he would vomit blood?

In any case, Yang Chengan is already furious.

Every time a person falls, it's like a knife is inserted into his heart.

But now he couldn't abandon his companions and escape alone.

The temple has long had a clear rule that anyone who abandons his companions and runs away alone will be punished as a traitor.

In other words, if Yang Chengan escaped, even if he did not die in the hands of Mo Xianghuo, the temple would not let him go easily.

"Yang Cheng'an, do you really think I can't kill you?"

After killing another powerful man in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, Mo Xianghuo raised a bloodthirsty smile on his lips and looked at Yang Chengan.

Yang Chengan was so frightened by this smile that his scalp was numb, but he did not dare to be careless at all. He held the sword tightly in his hand and shouted: "Mo Xianghuo, do you really think I can't do anything to you? The worst is, the fish will die and the net will break!"

"Really? Are you going to show me how to defeat the enemy? I have never seen how the powerful man of the White Tiger Palace, who is so powerful, can defeat the enemy?"

Mo Xianghuo didn't accept the other party's behavior at all, but instead despised him.

When a person faces a threat to his life, he threatens others instead. This is a sign of lack of self-confidence, and he feels weak in his heart. How can he talk about losing everything?

"This is unreasonable, go to hell!"

I saw that the aura on Yang Chengan's body was rising, and it turned out to be burning his soul and energy to improve his cultivation level, resisting the suppression of heaven and earth, and taking advantage of the opportunity to kill Mo Xianghuo.

It's a pity that everyone is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When his aura rose, Mo Xianghuo understood the other party's intention.

"Play this trick with me? Are you worthy?"

Mo Xianghuo snorted coldly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his figure disappeared on the spot. He came to Yang Chengan and punched him!

He would not take risks. If Yang Chengan really regained some strength, wouldn't there be some changes?

Therefore, Yang Chengan had to die first, but Mo Xianghuo's fist struck the sword in Yang Chengan's hand.

This long sword, shining with white light, is actually a low-grade Taoist weapon-level long sword!

The Taoist weapon forcefully received Mo Xianghuo's punch, trembled slightly, and flew back.

"I almost forgot that you still have a Dao weapon!"

Mo Xianghuo was stunned, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face again, "What about a Dao weapon? You will definitely die! No one can save you, not even a Dao weapon!"

Seeing that the other party had a Dao weapon, even if it was only of low quality, Mo Xianghuo could not help but feel delicate.

Although he could not use this Dao sword, it did not mean that no one in the demon clan could not use it!

Therefore, Mo Xianghuo's desire to kill Yang Chengan became even more intense.

"Mo Xianghuo, don't even think about it!"

Yang Chengan's old face was now distorted. Although burning his soul and Yuanli could exchange for powerful strength, the process would also be very painful.

Now, Yang Chengan had no way out. He would die either way, so he might as well use his own death to exchange for the safety of those around him.

"Boom!"

Finally, Yang Chengan burned to the extreme, and his aura climbed to the top. He actually briefly blasted open the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, and the long sword in his hand also shone brightly at this moment.

The sharp sword energy cut through the void, just like tearing a piece of paper easily.

In front of Yang Chengan, a neat crack immediately appeared, and quickly swept towards Mo Xianghuo!

"Not good!"

Mo Xianghuo's face changed drastically. He really didn't expect that Yang Chengan could actually do it.

Now Mo Xianghuo must take this sword seriously, otherwise, I'm afraid my life will also be explained here!

[Author's side note]: Today's fifth update is sent