Chapter 2057: Peak matchup

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"You, the bastard, is so small to see the god, you are dead."
"Roar..."
More than a tongue-in-cheek, Xiang Yang is never afraid of people, and even he feels that if he is fully open, he will be able to live a life of some old and powerful.
At this time, after the octagonal angel was stunned by Xiang Yang’s words, it suddenly became angry, especially Xiang Yang’s left-handed little finger swayed toward it with great contempt, and it could no longer hold out. It is.
Boom!
At this moment, there is a powerful force flowing around this octagonal angel. A powerful and unparalleled power of the Holy Light is flowing. The power of the Holy Light is surging, very violent. Instantly blasting the void of the sky.
"Furious, this is also good, you can still express your thoughts alive, this young master is more kind, give you a chance of anger, or else, if you kill a sword in a while, then it is boring."

After Xiang Yang met, he smiled. However, although he smiled, he was not prepared.
In the face of this octagonal angel who surpassed the peak of the true fairy and the peak of the eighth, Xiang Yang was always ready, and even these conversations were only to add more preparation time to himself.
"Life and death, give me out!"
In his heart, he whispered, and then the smell of his body changed. There was a smoldering heat in the whole person, as if the flames that burned the heavens burned on his body, and This flame is purple, black, and at the same time.
The purple is the mutated Suzaku, but it can also be called the undead fire smelted in the ‘undead ancestor’.
Black is the magic fire, the flame that he carried when he practiced ‘starting magic.’
The blood-colored flame is the fire of the life that is condensed in his blood. This is the flame that can traverse the heavens and truly make the heavens and earth tremble. This is his life-threatening power, 'the heaven and earth oven' and 'life and death'. The real flame contained in the fire lotus.
"this is..."
After seeing this scene, the octagonal angels in the wrath all stopped, and its huge face looked at Xiangyang with a dignified color.
I saw the flames of Xiang Yang’s body at the moment condensed together. Suddenly, I heard only the sound of
touch
, and a flame lotus jumped out of his body.
It is like a child jumping out of his body. After the appearance of this flame lotus, he flew around him and inhaled all the flames that spread out of him. Then, suddenly, one Breathing, the whole flame of the lotus flower began to inflate infinitely.
Rumble!
After the flame lotus began to change, the speed is approaching the limit. In this blink of an eye, it has really expanded to a million feet, directly standing in the void, slowly spinning, and bursting out. Very mysterious atmosphere.
At this moment, everyone can feel that when the fire and the lotus are spinning, there is a thriving life that bursts out, as if standing around the fire and lotus, no matter how serious the injury can be instantly restored. same.
Of course, do you want to use the life and death fire lotus to help the other side to recover the injury, everything depends on Xiang Yang's own willingness to do it, only Xiang Yang himself agrees, life and death will only burst out of infinite vitality to help the other side to heal.
Even the opposite octagonal angel, after hearing the words of Xiangyang, thought that Xiangyang was going to use any big tricks, and his heart was very nervous. Even he was ready to guard against Xiangyang’s tricks. The big move of Xiang Yang is to display it, but this big move seems to be a bit wrong.
Even the Eight-winged Angel can feel the fire of the life and death of Xiangyang at the foot of the Xiangyang. It is a vitality that bursts out when it is rotating in the positive direction, so that it will be refreshed by the spring breeze. feel.
"Humble little reptile, you were crushed and injured by the palm of your deity. Are you going to use such a method to heal?"
"Ha ha ha, humble ants, what is the use of struggling? The deity can hurt you once, it will hurt you for the second time, even directly killing you is very easy, your struggle, only It will make your pain continue indefinitely."
The Eight-winged Angel is laughing and laughing.
It looked at Xiang Yang's eyes as a banter, not immediately, but the body has the power of the Holy Light, it is clear that this Eight-winged Angel, although very fond of Xiangyang, shouted Xiang Yang as 'Humble reptiles', but its actual actions do not dare to look down on Xiang Yang, but to guard against the strictness of their own.
"Since you think that I am a humble ants and reptiles, why do you have to be so strict when you face me? I didn't expect the ancestors of the angels to be so timid, only know how to swear. Guy, I am so disappointed."
Xiang Yang carried his hands, and the Qing Xuan sword danced around him, as if he was a naughty little child. From time to time, he used his sword tip to gently touch him on his body.
At this moment, Xiang Yang looks very calm, but only he knows that the power of his body is constantly being poured into the fire and lotus of his feet, making the power of life and death on the lotus at this moment stronger and stronger. Vitality is also getting scarier.
The more terrible this vitality is, the stronger the final murder will be.
Life and death are the extremes of opposition. The true meaning of life and death is precisely in this extreme, and the most terrible power is erupted.
The stronger the power of life, the more horrible the murder will be, and the power of death contained in it will be unmatched.
"Although life and death may not kill you, but at least try it?"
Xiang Yang’s heart whispered, and the look of the Eight Winged Angels became more and more happy. He made up his mind, and he would never be able to smash this guy into a fly ash at once, to bring the body and soul of this octagonal angel. If you use it, if such an octagonal angel refining, you might be able to let your sacred body break through the final level of 10,000 acupoints.
After this period of accumulation, Xiangyang's Spiritual Eucharist has truly cultivated a powerful degree of 9,999 acupoints. Only by opening up an acupoint space again can it reach 10,000 acupoints. The degree of perfection.
However, even if he is refining the king of the demon king, the countless headless giants controlled by the guys can't break through to the final 10,000. At this moment, they can only put hope on this octagonal angel.
"The ants, the gods have no patience to wait for you, after the gods have destroyed you, to meet the advent of the gods of light, and since then, in the space of the universe, only the angels of the family alone."
boom!
At this time, the Eight Winged Angels couldn't help but start to work. It really didn't have the leisure to look at Xiangyang's display of this flame lotus flower, although it felt that the vitality of Xiangyang's flame lotus blossom was very strong, so It is impossible to cause harm to it, but it is a bit flustered by such an abnormality. It always feels that Xiang Yang cannot do this seemingly meaningless move.
"The original light is coming, but it is a Western god, it should be the strongest of the world of Da Luo? Can this level of power come to this universe?"
After Xiang Yang listened, his eyes narrowed and his heart was anxious. If you let the light gods such a super strong man who is at least the status of Da Luo, there must be big problems.
However, when he saw the Eight-winged Angels want to start, he smiled and said softly, "Take him, the sky is falling and there is a tall man blocking me. I just destroy these angels and will be my Eucharist. The cultivation to the great perfection has been fulfilled. As for the coming of the of light, let it be said when it can really come."
"Since you are in a hurry to find death, then I will fulfill you."
Then, Xiang Yang smiled softly and looked at the eight-winged angel who was ready to do it himself. His expression gradually became cold and indifferent. He said, "Life and death, lotus is turning to life, and reversing to death!"
boom!
As the voice of Xiang Yang fell, he heard a roar, and then, in the void, the boundless energy broke out, and the invisible line of life and death broke out. This is the line of death, like a death knife. The same broke out.
This power is boundless and vast.
Time seems to be solidified. On the opposite side of Xiangyang, the one-eight-winged angel suddenly magnified his eyes. On its two million-foot body, suddenly there were countless tiny wounds, and these wounds It's like cutting it into countless pieces in an instant.
"Hey..."
Then, the numerous tiny wounds of this two-million-dollar octagonal angel burst instantly, and the inexhaustible blood spurted out, causing a rain.
However, the blood color of the angels of the Guangyi Wing is not the same as that of normal people. The color of the other's blood is not red, but white, even the color of milk.
"I rely, is this blood? How does it look like milk?"
When Xiang Yang looked at this scene, he suddenly showed a strange color. Then, when the mind was moving, the rotation of the fire and lotus at the foot was getting faster and faster, and the infinite line of life and death was constantly cutting on the other side, making this All the octagonal angels are full of wounds.
"Roar..."
The line of life and death is invisible and invisible, and the speed is very fast. In this blink of an eye, the octagonal angel is covered with scars. At this time, it reacts and feels the injury on his body, and roars.
The powerful light of the light broke out, and a bright armor appeared on the body of the Eight-winged Angel, blocking the attack of the line of life and death. At the same time, its body shape began to shrink indefinitely, becoming a normal point of just three feet high. The size of the eight white jade wings behind it is slowly flapping.
The powerful energy broke out at this moment, and it hardly blocked the attack of the death line of Xiangyang's life and death fire lotus.
"The ants, you angered the gods, this god, you will put you on the fire of the Holy Light for thousands of years, let you suffer and die."
"boom!"
This guy is worthy of the Eight Winged Angels. The level of the armor is also high enough. When he really reacts, the line of death can no longer cut the armor on it.
At this moment, the breath of the octagonal angel under the wrath is incomparably violent, and a holy flame is burning. This is the fire of the light of his body. Under the burning of the fire of the light, this rule of the universe is There is distortion, and even avoid it.
"The strong flame is not even weaker than the fire of Suzaku that I have displayed. It is even stronger than the power of the original group of purple fires."
After Xiang Yang saw it, he suddenly felt shocked. This fire of the Holy Light is really terrible. Even if it is the Suzaku, it seems that it cannot be compared with the Suzaku woman.
Of course, it does not mean that the fire of the Holy Light is more powerful than the Suzaku. The Suzaku Fire is one of the strongest flames among the heavens. It is definitely not the fire of the Holy Light that this Eight-winged Angel exerts. In comparison, all this is that Xiangyang is not a real Suzaku, and the strength is too weak, so that the fire of Suzaku can not exert too strong power.
"Go to the gods to die."
At this moment, the Eight-winged Angel is very angry. Although it has put on the armor, the wounds on the body are very small, and there is a death rule that is circulating and destroying its body, making it impossible for a short time. Let the wound heal.
The wound is still continually dripping blood. This strength is all over the sky. The strong one who surpasses the true fairy can only use the light of the Holy Light to burn the death rules on the wound a little bit, and drive those death rules a little bit. After being removed, the wound can be healed.
However, it is not so simple to completely remove these death rules. Even if this octagonal angel uses the fire of the Holy Light to drive away these lines of death, it will not be able to complete it all in a short time. .
boom!
It is obviously impossible to wait for the injury to be completely restored, and then to Xiangyang, but directly to the Xiangyang.
This palm contains infinite energy, majestic and incredible, making the void tremble. When it passes, there is a spiral of power that erupts, as if an angel composed of countless energies is spinning, holding the holy sword. The same as the Xiangyang strangled.
"It is a sacred angel. The power contained in this palm is enough to cause any of the top ten masters of the universe to be seriously injured. Even the silver plaque cannot be blocked intact."
After Xiang Yang met, suddenly his heart trembled, and the strength of this octagonal angel was once again high.
The strength of this palm has surpassed the power that can be erupted in the realm of real fairy peaks. Even Xiang Yang feels endless pressure.
"However, with the power of this palm, I want to destroy me. You are too small to look at me."
Then, Xiang Yang whispered softly, and the Qingxuan sword on the top of his head creaked, and a burst of swordsmanship broke out. Then his right hand extended and Qing Xuanjian flew directly into his palm, and a sharp force broke out. come out.
"cut."
At this moment, a shocking sword broke out. In addition to the three-inch killing sword that was originally suspended, Xiang Yang’s head had another small sword to jump up. This small sword is three. The inch gold sword is the sword of the king.
boom!
A sword smashed out, and the sword of the king and the sword of killing broke out with a sword. At the same time, the two were integrated into the sword, which made the power of this sword more than a hundred times.
Looking far away, I saw a sword-like sword burst out, surrounded by two qi, a sword smashed past, as if the universe could be opened.
When this sword collided with this palm, in the palm print, countless energies of angels rushed out of it, holding the holy sword constantly slamming into the sword of the Qingxuan sword, and Qing Xuanjian The sword gas trembled gently, and the breath of the king and the killing scent burst out, so that the holy sword in the hands of the angels whose sacred energy was condensed could not be controlled by them, but was instantly smashed by this sword.
However, although Xiang Yang’s sword power is strong, he is only a generation of fairy tales, and the time of becoming a fairy is too short. In the face of the power of the Eight-winged Angel, who is stronger than the true fairy peak, after all, It is not as good as it is.
The result of the final collision between the two is simultaneous annihilation, but at the same time of annihilation, there is an unparalleled breath in the palm print through the void to the Xiangyang body.
"bump..."
In the distance, Xiang Yang, holding the Qingxuan sword, was printed on the palm of his hand. His body shape trembled and a blood spurted out. The whole person was instantly smashed out.