The God-Level Recovery System Is Instantly Full

"cough!"

Jiang Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the trembling right hand holding the knife, and looked indifferent.

"Fortunately, the gap is not too big."

The strength of the opponent is strong, but not so strong that it is invincible.

"Whirlwind Thirteen Slashes."

Endless sword light rushed in all directions, and the wind helped the fire to burn more intensely.

Explosion! Burst! Agitation!

Under the blowing of this terrifying gangster wind, the broken trees around were swept up into the sky, the light of the knife filled the air, and they were smashed into pieces in an instant.

The skyrocketed like a volcanic eruption~ the blood was surging.

Cheng Kuang let out a roar, and endless aura poured in, and was instantly absorbed by him.

"Martial arts supernatural powers, blood dragon."

All of a sudden, there was a sound like the crash of waves, like a big river falling from the nine heavens.

"Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of heavy drums beating came from the ears, and a blood-colored dragon appeared in front of Cheng Kuang, exuding terrifying power.

A look of ferocity appeared on Cheng Kuang's angry face, and he fixed his gaze on Jiang Yang.

"Blood Dragon Kill!"

The flood dragon roared, as fast as light, and flew in front of Jiang Yang in an instant.

The hurricane blood dragon collided, and the terrifying air wave lifted the ground, exposing brand new soil, and countless smoke and dust were set off around.

The figure of Jiang Yang rushed out from the smoke and dust, and he slashed down, splitting the blood dragon in half, splashing out countless bloody lights.

Cheng Kuang's ferocious smile froze suddenly, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?!" Cheng Kuang's voice was faintly tinged with madness.

"I am your father."

Jiang Yang smiled evilly, but his movements did not stop at all.

In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to Cheng Kuang.

The saber in his hand tore through the air ferociously, carrying a strong wind, and chopped down densely.

In an instant, a flash of understanding flashed in Jiang Yang's mind, and he had a different understanding of Whirlwind Thirteen Slashes.

The wind can be gentle or violent. The gentle wind is like a spring breeze blowing on the face. The violent wind is enough to tear the earth apart, set off a tsunami, and destroy everything in front of it.

A nameless breeze blows and surrounds Jiang Yang.

The moment Cheng Kuang struck with a punch full of killing intent, Jiang Yang's body slid through a strange pace.

Misty, handsome, and weird.

The steps of the devil!

Cheng Kuang was stunned for a moment, with a bewildered expression on his face, as if he hadn't expected it.

The meaning revealed in the eyes is clearly saying, "Damn, can't you beat me so close?!"

Not to mention Cheng Kuang, even Jiang Yang himself was shocked.

"what's the situation?"

What he just did was completely felt in his heart, and he did it subconsciously, and he might not be able to use it again.

All the thoughts flashed in my mind, and once again, 10,000 were cut out strangely.

A sense of enlightenment welled up in my heart.

The light knife instantly tore Cheng Kuang's protective aura, cutting a one-meter-long wound on Cheng Kuang's back, and blood splattered everywhere.

"boom!"

Suddenly, terrifying wind blades filled the air, and in the blink of an eye, Cheng Kuang's body was covered with dense wounds.

With a sharp step, a knife is slashed!

With this knife, it was like a thousand-handled war knife was constantly rotating and cutting. In an instant, Cheng Kuang's body was broken into four sections.

"call"

Jiang Yang took a deep breath, staggered, and directly knelt on one knee.

Sweat continued to flow from his forehead, but his eyes were bright.

He felt as if he had realized something extraordinary.

A little kefir!

Next to him, Fu Yuanqing, who was constantly pressing down on the pockmarks, widened his eyes.

"Fuck!"

Fu Yuanqing couldn't help shouting.

"what's the situation?!"

He felt like he was missing something.

If you read correctly, the guy lying on the ground is the seventh-rank grandmaster just now, right?

Something is wrong.

Fu Yuanqing was surprised, but Mazi was horrified.

My mood sank to freezing point, and fear spread in my heart.

In a trance, a gust of wind rushed towards my face, like a needle prick.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Fu Yuanqing stabbing Mazi's throat with a gun.

His complexion changed instantly, and he roared angrily: "Young man, you don't talk about martial arts!"

As he said that, his body retreated violently, leaned back, and avoided the blow.

Just when Mazi was secretly complacent, a big knife fell from the sky.

With a "click", a huge head rolled to the ground.

When he was about to die, there was still a look of complacency in his eyes.

Extremely weird!

"..." Fu Yuanqing.

Looking at the death, I was speechless deep in my heart.

It really is a ruthless person.

It seems that none of the opponents beheaded by Jiang Yang had a complete body.

Pitiful!

Not a whole body is dead.

Fu Yuanqing put away his gun, adjusted his glasses, and sighed: "Brother Jiang, how strong are you? Are you still a fifth-rank warrior?"

"I don't know either." Jiang Yang said casually.

"However, there is no problem in killing a rank-6 master, and a master of rank-7 should not be killed."

"???" Fu Yuanqing.

The glasses that had just been raised almost fell off again, and turned to look at Cheng Kuang, whose body was broken into four pieces.

Are you sure you mean what you say?

ask for flowers

Cheng Kuang's body is not completely cold yet, and there is an inexplicable feeling that you are pretending.

"Brother Jiang, don't be modest, you just beheaded a seventh-rank grandmaster."

Jiang Yang shook his head, and said contemptuously: "He should not be regarded as an authentic Qipin, and it feels a bit misleading."

"I have seen some seventh-rank grandmasters before, and they are all stronger than this person. If it is really a seventh-rank grandmaster, how can it be so easy to kill a little bit.

Seeing the disbelief on Fu Yuanqing's face, he was too lazy to explain something.

He felt that the guy just now should not be the real seventh-rank, if it is, it will be very difficult for him to win.

Even if it is this fake seventh-rank, there is a certain element of luck in being able to kill it in the end.

Those who can reach the seventh-rank state have at least thirty-six enlightenments, and there is no weak person.

And this guy who just fought with him is at most beyond the sixth rank, and can reach the combat power of the seventh rank, but he does not have the power and influence that a seventh rank master should have.

Jiang Yang rested for a while, got up and came to Cheng Kuang's body, picked it up around, and put it in the mustard ring.

Fu Yuanqing frowned and asked in puzzlement, "Brother Jiang, what are you?"

I panicked inexplicably.

Why collect the corpse?

This behavior is weird and a little scary.

He had had enough frights for the day.

A day goes by like a night walk of ghosts.

Jiang Yang glanced at Fu Yuanqing, and said casually: "It's nothing, just keep it as a souvenir, after all, it's the first time to kill a seventh-rank master, although it feels fake.

As Jiang Yang said, he continued to wander around, biting the corpses on the ground one by one.

It can't be wasted, these are fifth-rank and sixth-rank corpses, and they can definitely make a fortune if they are recovered.

Now that I think about it, I feel a little regretful. I wasted so much before.

As for being considered a pervert?

Whatever you are afraid of, just take it as it is, and you won't lose meat.

He said let him say, I will treat it as a fart.

As long as there is a recovery point, there is nothing you can't do. Isn't the bottom line just used to break through again and again.

Fu Yuanqing looked weird, and he felt more and more that there was something wrong with Jiang Yang.

It’s okay to accept one tool, but it’s a bit wrong to accept all of them.

After collecting the corpse, Jiang Yang smiled triumphantly, looked at Fu Yuanqing, and said, "Okay, let's get ready to leave.

Fu Yuanqing was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Leave now?"

Jiang Yang squinted at Fu Yuanqing and said with a smile, "What? You still want to stay?"

"Okay, you can stay, I dare not.

Go crazy!

If you still stay, if you meet another Qipin, wouldn't you be dead. .