Chapter 172: Sword name ‘太阿’

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The two nine-colored lights rushed into the distance like a sword. They shot on the valley and listened to the sound of ‘bang’. The smoke and the smoke dance like a big bang.
"Roar…"
Xiang Yang shouted, his body volleyed, the whole person burst into a powerful nine-color light, his eyes were like electricity, and his radiance was like a god, overlooking the square.
At this moment, Xiang Yang is domineering, and wherever he sees his eyes, the world is everywhere, shining and dazzling. No one can rival.
The invincible strongman of the Western world, ‘Long Yao Supreme’, has returned!
"I finally returned to the innate realm."
Xiang Yang’s heart was full of emotions. I didn’t expect that after a nine-color dragon entered the body, it was just a random swallow. It was like breathing, releasing the source of the energy that was absorbed by himself, and letting himself break through to the innate. Realm, now both inside and outside are innate. The strength of Xiangyang has already grown by a leap. Even if it is not comparable to the peak of the previous period, it is enough to protect itself, no longer like before. Carelessly, I don’t dare to recognize myself, for fear of being assassinated by accident.
"It is worthy of the legendary 'Kowloon Tuzhu', even the true comprehensions have to rush to grab the hole in the heavens and blessings. Although it has been abandoned, it still has such a big chance. I really should thank the mountain wind for filling. Those little devils."
If you let Xiang Yang cultivate himself, even if you can absorb the essence of the sun, the moon and the stars to cultivate, he wants to return to the innate realm at least three months. The nine-color dragon is in the body, but it is instantaneously cultivated. Directly breaking through to the innate realm, and the foundation is solid, without the slightest embarrassment, Xiang Yang can feel that his current state is more perfect than when he is practicing alone, which makes Xiang Yang’s heart full of 'grateful' to the mountain wind and others. .
"I don't know what role does the nine-color dragon in the body have?" Xiang Yang's internal vision, I saw that the nine-color dragon in the body was in the depths of Dantian, as if it had already occupied it.
The power that has just let Xiang Yang return to the innate realm seems to be only a little bit of power that the colorful dragons are idle and boring. It has no influence on the Jiu Cai Shenlong itself. If he can completely refine this nine-color dragon, Do you know how to strengthen it? Jindan period? Or stronger?
Thinking of this, Xiang Yang’s face showed a yearning color.
"gone."
Xiang Yang proudly stood up. After checking the situation in the body, Yang Tian shouted and shouted, and his body shape rose and skyrocketed.
"boom…"
"Damn…"
However, Xiang Yang had not rushed out of the valley, only felt that he had hit an enchantment, and suddenly screamed and fell.
"Nima, how can't I leave?"
The whole person of Xiangyang kneels in the center of the altar and throws the altar out of a pit. If it is not his foreign work, he will reach the congenital state, I am afraid that this will be smashed by the blood.
He touched his head, looked at the sky in a depressed mood, and saw the nine-colored light in the sky covered. It was just this colorful light that made him unable to go out.
"I can't go to heaven, I will go out."
Xiang Yang muttered, although his heart was wronged, but he was not arrogant enough to give the impulsive impulse to the nine-color light curtain in the sky. He stood up and took a shot and was about to leave.
"Roar…"
At this time, the nine-color dragon in the Dantian area of ​​Xiangyang gave a low-pitched voice, and the invisible sound spread, and a mysterious force was brewing in the valley.
"How do you feel weird? It seems that something bad is going to happen, no, just leave."
Feeling the mysterious power, Xiang Yang’s face changed and he decided to leave with great decisiveness, but it was already late.
"boom…"
"Hey..."
The place where Xiang Yang stood was exploding, and he screamed and was blown out, and his head fell to the other corner of the altar.
"I know that something bad will happen."
Xiang Yang was crying and sorrowful. For a long time, his ability to sense danger was the strongest. He had just sensed the danger. It was true that he had not been able to make protective measures and was directly blown up.
"It's really dangerous."
Xiang Yang touched his and stood up. He felt that it was too strange. At the beginning, there was no colorful light curtain in the sky. When he left, he appeared. He bounced himself back from the sky. The ground was just fine. Suddenly, I suddenly blown myself up.
Xiang Yang watched the West standing with his vigilance and made up his mind. As soon as he had a tendency to explode, he quickly ran away from the world.
Nowadays, his cultivation has been re-cultivated to the innate realm. If the speed is the fastest, I am afraid that even the Silver Wolf King, who is known for its speed, may not be able to compare with him.
If Xiang Yang is confident and then encounters danger, he can avoid it with his own light work.
"Hey..."
However, at this time, the center of the altar, just the place where Xiang Yang gave the bombing, changed, and the silver of the boundless silver rose from the hollow of the explosion, and then it was a shocking The sword gas rises from below.
"Sword gas?"
Xiang Yang was scared and pale, and the innate spirit of the congenital realm was not counted, and the 'King Kong is not destroying the gods' was also promoted to the extreme. At the same time, his body was shocked, and there were countless swords around him. Take a sigh of relief.
Two times in succession, Xiang Yang was scared by the strangeness of this altar. Therefore, when he felt the powerful sword, the whole body was fully fired and the protection was reached to the extreme.
"Hey..."
Xiang Yang had just been protected and listened to the sound of a screaming sound, as if there was a sound of steel friction.
"What? Isn't there any monster?" Xiang Yang had the urge to run when he pulled his legs. When he thought about it, he laughed again. "After losing my skill, I became so timid, so much. It will be scared by this unknown thing, huh, huh."
"Come on, the dangers and opportunities coexist since ancient times, let me see what else."
Xiang Yang coldly snorted and looked at the place where the sword gas rose. The sound of friction continued, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Then in Xiang Yang’s gaze, a hilt slowly rose from below.
"It's a sword."
Xiang Yang suddenly blinked at first sight, but did not immediately rush, but continued to stare, but his sword is more intense.
"Hey..."
It seems that some people are pulling the sword, the sound is transmitted a little bit, and the hilt is raised up by an inch, revealing a silver blade. The blade is wide and wide, and it has four fingers and is as wide as the whole. Brightly lit, the silver swordsmanship rises into the sky, just like the glass that has just been polished.
At the same time, a more powerful sword broke out, and when I felt the meaning of this sword, Xiang Yang’s face suddenly showed a strange color.
"This is the sword of the sword of the king?"
"No, it is not the sword of the sword of the king, but the majesty of the emperor. It seems to be the majesty of an emperor. That is to say, this sacred warrior used to be an emperor sword, and it is an emperor's carry-on sword."
Xiang Yang said that the whole person’s eyes suddenly became bright. In ancient times, the real warriors walked all over the place. The congenital is not as good as the dog’s age. Even the comprehensibles often appear in the secular world, and the emperors Dominating the whole world, with boundless power, can become an emperor's carry-on sword, it must be a peerless soldier.
"choke…"
The sound of the long sword squirting sounded abruptly, only to see that the Excalibur suddenly flew into the air, exuding the majesty of the majesty of the emperor, just like the previous dragon, is constantly swimming in the air above the altar.
"Hey..."
Moreover, the Excalibur is still constantly attacking the nine-color light curtain in the air, and actually wants to break through the light curtain and fly out.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Yang’s mind was moved, the whole person had disappeared in the same place, and appeared in the sky when it appeared. Under the light curtain, his figure and sword were united, and the nine-colored sword on the surface of the body was filled with air. The formation of a huge sword shape continues to pursue the Excalibur.
"Snapped…"
As Xiang Yang grabbed the soldiers, he only listened to the sound of '嗡嗡', and the sword in his hand released the vast imperial power, let Xiang Yang have a kind of war without a fight, let go of the gods and kneel down. The impulse, this is the power of the emperor.
"The meaning of the king is only, I will, let me see if your sword of the Lord is stronger, or is the sword of my king more powerful?"
Xiang Yang haha ​​smiled, his body shape trembled, the sword of the king's sword broke out. This time, it can be said that all the swords and minds broke out, suddenly the wind rushed, and the altar below was shaking.
The gods in Xiangyang’s hands were still shaking at the beginning, but when they felt the sword of the king’s sword from Xiangyang, they calmed down and then passed a breath of obedience. Yang's body.
"So that surrendered?"
Xiang Yang was overjoyed and looked at the soldiers in his hands.
Xiang Yang carefully played with the sword in his hand. The sword was wide and four fingers. Compared with the two-finger swords that are popular today, there is a lot of swords on the sword. The sword is extremely heavy, at least hundreds of pounds. I don't know what kind of material I used to make it. The blade body is integrated with the hilt. The side of the blade is characterized by the sun, the moon and the stars, and the other side is the beauty of the mountains and rivers. It seems that everything in the world is covered.
"Too...A..."
When Xiang Yang saw the two boys written in the carcass under the hilt, he suddenly widened his eyes.
"Too a sword", is this the first emperor of the ancient emperor, too Ajian?" Xiang Yang shocked and said, carefully looked at the Tai A sword, the more you look at the same as the legendary soldier.
"In that year, the emperor and the ancestors fought against each other, and the result was destroyed by the ancestors. However, it is undeniable that the first emperor who can rule the whole world can be strong by one person. I am afraid that it has reached the point where no one can match. As recorded in the ancestral home, if the first emperor of the year held the war between Tai Ajian and the ancestors, even the ancestor would not necessarily be his opponent."
Xiang Yang meditated, his face became a little weird. Thousands of years ago, the ancestor of Xiang’s family, the tyrant who claimed to be the tyrant of the world, had always wanted to get it. Is this what he is? God's will?
"What a good baby."
Xiang Yangxi’s touch of the gods in his hands is like the gentleness of touching his own 'love. People'. This is the most eager ancestor of the family, and he did not expect to get himself. .
"Yeah, it's quite sharp."
Xiang Yang treated gently, accidentally touched the blade, and was suddenly cut a small hole, blood slid down the blade.
Xiang Yang’s face is full of surprises, and he has already achieved the congenital realm of the outside world, reaching the realm of the small body of King Kong’s not bad body, even if he stands and let ordinary people take the sword and cut it, it will not hurt, but only I accidentally hit the blade and I was cut.
"It is a weapon of the gods."
Xiang Yang is not only not angry, but with excitement, so the soldiers say, who can fight in the world?
"Hey..."
At this time, the change began again, and the sword body absorbed the drop of blood and trembled constantly.