Chapter 1609 Complete Martial Arts, Experimental Product

"Whether you can get the inheritance is determined by the fist, not by you!"

Wenren yelled, and his entire face was completely deformed.

"Fist, not only you have it, I have it too!"

On Yang Qingxuan's fist, a flame suddenly lit up and melted into the green glow, followed by another one, another one, and another one.

Wen Ren's face changed drastically, and he said in a horrified voice: "This is..."

Yang Qingxuan carefully controlled the four fires, continuously fused in the green light, turned into a fire dragon, and raised his head.

The power of Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu was instantly suppressed by the Four Fires.

The whole punch squeezed towards Wenren again.

"Impossible! There is a big gap between me and you. No matter how high your supernatural powers are, you still can't defeat me!"

Hearing a loud roar, suddenly a piece of starlight melted from his arm, forming the starlight of the Green Dragon and Seven Stars, connected into a line, and shot out like a dragon.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there were seven stars, which proved that there were seven stars in Wenren's star ring, and what surprised him was that there was another very familiar aura in these seven stars.

"Hua Jieyu!"

Yang Qingxuan screamed, before he had time to think about it, the same starlight flashed on the tip of his fist, a total of four points, forming an incomplete dragon shape, also shot into the front.

"Boom!"

The power of the pair of fists rose again, and the terrifying power surged in all directions. Under the light of the fists, the pair of dragons collided and bit each other, constantly consuming each other.

"Boom!"

Finally, the confrontation became unbalanced, and the mighty power that destroyed the world suddenly spread, sweeping away in all directions.

Large pieces of dragon scales on the Qinglong sacred elephant were shattered and fell down one after another. The warriors of Milong clan and Shura clan outside were all shocked, not knowing what happened inside.

Both Yang Qingxuan and Wenren were shaken away from each other, each spurting a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan showed shock on his face, and looked at the man in the blue field. At some point, the seal in the man's hand seemed to change.

Although it was only a small movement, it could not escape the attention of Yang Qingxuan and Wenren.

Both of them were taken aback.

Afterwards, a dragon chant sounded from the man's body, reaching beyond the heavens.

Countless cyan runes, accompanied by the dragon's chant, broke out from the man's body, and were continuously combined and arranged in the air, forming a huge scroll, which continued to extend in this pitch-black void.

"Contract Scroll!"

The two screamed at the same time.

Inside the scroll in front of him, there was an ancient aura of the sky. A lifelike cyan dragon swam out of the scroll, and with a long cry, it collapsed into thousands of golden runes.

Suddenly, the huge scroll swayed in the void and disappeared.

Then disappear. And the space where Yang Qingxuan and Wenren lived seemed to have fallen into another world.

Countless golden runes are automatically arranged in sequence, displayed in the void, and slowly printed on the huge sutra.

A piece of golden light diffused from the folds of the scriptures, illuminating the entire void.

"This is... the Qingyang Martial Arts Classic!"

"The complete Qingyang martial arts!"

Yang Qingxuan and Wenren were overjoyed, and they looked up the scriptures together.

Every word in it exudes a bright golden glow, passing away like a shooting star, disillusioned in the air.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and hurriedly calmed down, remembering these flashing words in his mind.

The same is true for Wenren, the two stopped fighting and stopped to watch.

Yang Qingxuan forcefully memorized thousands of characters, and suddenly found that his energy was exhausted, and he was already in a cold sweat. However, when he thought about it carefully, he forgot a lot of what he had memorized earlier.

"Oops! What's the matter with this martial arts, why do you remember and forget?"

Yang Qingxuan was in a hurry, thinking of the "Book of Four Seasons of Heaven and Earth", which is also the case.

Suddenly, Wen Ren beside him yelled, his face was pale and terrible, and he yelled: "Impossible! No way! Why can't I remember, why can't I remember at all!"

Yang Qingxuan changed slightly. The man who heard it went crazy, and gave up memorizing the martial arts by force. Instead, he turned around and slapped it, and shouted: "I can't remember, and you don't want to remember! The inheritance I can't get, Don't even think about it, go to hell!"

"Boom!"

The two palmed each other and retreated more than ten steps each.

When Wenren lost control of his emotions, his body changed to some extent. Two wings and bird feathers appeared on his back, and white tiger ears appeared on his head.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "Sure enough, you are no longer the Qinglong Holy Spirit, and you are not afraid of shame if you come to ask for some inheritance?"

Hearing people yelled, "Die!"

A demon knife appeared in his hand in an instant, slender and smooth, with blue water patterns on it, and a blood-stained red ribbon wrapped around the long handle, exuding a strong bloody smell, and slashing straight from the sky .

Yang Qingxuan grasped it with his right hand, and the war halberd emerged to meet him.

"Boom!"

When the weapons of the two men intersected, circles of metallic luster agitated all around, illuminating the faces of the two men with their own expressions.

"Hahahaha! I possess the power of the four holy spirits. I am the most successful holy spirit in the past and present. In the future, I will dominate the world and be astonishing in the past and present. You are a mere ant, and you want to block my way. This world has no room for you!"

Under the laughter of the audience, the other three holy spirits became more vivid in the flesh, and the blood groove on the demon knife surged with strange colors, emitting circles of black air, enveloping Tianxu.

"Where is the lunatic?"

Yang Qingxuan's face darkened, and with a twirl of the halberd in his hand, a large piece of golden light burst out, smashing the black air, and came out in one breath.

"Boom!"

Wenren's arms sank, but he was knocked back by the halberd, and his hands went numb for a while.

"A monster that is not human, ghost or ghost. It is just a test product of Yang Dial. If this kind of fusion of four bloods works, wouldn't he use it on himself? Such a benefit is given to you? It seems that you Not only is he a lunatic, but he is also a wretch, and even mentally retarded."

Yang Qingxuan stepped forward with a halberd, his body was full of killing intent, and pity flashed in his eyes.

Wen Ren said angrily: "You dare to scold me! That's because Zhan Diu doesn't have such a strong talent like me, and he hasn't been recognized by a series of holy spirits, so naturally he can't do the fusion of four bloods!"

Yang Qingxuan sneered, and said contemptuously: "Without such a strong talent like you? You really dare to say it. It can only be said that your level is too low, and you haven't even touched the tip of the iceberg of the sundial. I can tell you clearly , Zan Di is the Xuanwu Holy Spirit who has cultivated the complete "Xuanming Baolu"!"

"what?!"

"No, it's impossible!"

Hearing people screamed, but Yang Qingxuan's clear eyes obviously did not lie. Inexplicably, great fear surged in Wenren's heart, and he said furiously: "You don't know anything, don't talk nonsense! Kill! Kill him!"

With a flick of the demon knife, it struck straight.

At the same time, seven starbursts flickered in the air, and when they converged, they shot down and turned into seven figures.

Yang Qingxuan raised the halberd, chopped the saber light into pieces, a golden light flashed in his pupils, and landed on one of them, tremblingly said: "Hua Jieyu!"