Unparalleled Martial God

He knew that things were not going well. He could now be said to be controlling an unstoppable puppet to fight against Chu Yang. If the puppet was controlled, he would be at the mercy of others.    

In this instant, the situation suddenly reversed.    

He originally relied on his 8 arms, his attacks were all-pervasive, his defense was unbeatable, and his Golden undying body was instantly surrounded and attacked.    

Chu Yang had been dodging the attacks before, but now, his attacks were even crazier than before.    

The light screen was unable to slice through his golden head, so it just pulled fiercely. With the help of the shadow lines below his feet, he was almost caught off guard and was about to be pulled down.    

Over a hundred Chu Yang, countless of them gone, their attacking angles and methods were all different, causing Xiao Moxu to have a feeling that he couldn't block them all.    

"Dammit, how can he possess the Myriad Illusions Technique, and how can he display so many mirages!"    

The rolling steel filled the void. The blades, spears, swords, halberds, hammers, lances, beryllium, wheels that were grasped in the eight golden arms danced and howled as they drew out a dangerous and sharp arc in the air, crazily slicing in all directions.    

With him at the center, the blades, spears, hammers, swords, and spears all intertwined together, forming an extremely violent storm of weapons.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

The phantoms were constantly bombarded downwards, but they were directly blown apart by Xiao Moxu's weapon storm. True essence exploded, forming a violent wind.    

Xiao Moxu used his full strength in every attack. When the weapon storm was unleashed to its limit, the distant rocks and bricks were all sucked over, and before they could even approach, they were already torn to shreds by the eight weapons.    

However, he did not know which one was Chu Yang's real body!    

Previously, he had been like a fool madly hacking people with a knife, but now, it was him, a fool, who was being ganged up on.    

However, high up in the sky, there was an old man and a young man who no one knew about. Watching Xiao Moxu being beaten up by Chu Yang, the young man's mouth twitched and he became extremely displeased, "My glorious life is at stake, would Master still be able to break the relationship between master and disciple in time?"    

The old man's face was slightly dark, without the slightest trace of elegance or detail. His eyes were slightly swollen, and his cheekbones were somewhat protruding, making his face appear even more emaciated. A pair of pale-skinned hands, somewhat shriveled and emaciated, like a withered branch, appeared on the head of the youth without anyone noticing.    

With a dang, the sound of metal hitting metal rang out as it fell.    

The young man was already prepared. A silver light radiated from his body, and a small silver wolf stuck its head out to meet the old man's sudden attack. The young man's movements were extremely agile.    

"I say, Master, I'm serious here. Can we not use conventional methods?"    

The youth laughed, a laugh like the ripples of a clear spring that overflowed from the small whirlpool at the corner of his mouth. It flowed all over his face, making him extremely proud.    

His nose was high and his face was like a piece of ancient jade. It was flawless but somewhat pale, as if it had a touch of ice. The young man was elated for only a split-second. With a "ta" sound, a bag immediately appeared on his head.    

The older the ginger, the spicier the ginger.    

He dodged the first attack, but he didn't manage to dodge the fifteenth attack.    

The expression on his face instantly collapsed, and he said miserably, "I say, master who looks like he's about to die, we can choose to not dissolve the relationship between master and disciple. Can we make the following statement — the thing that has been made into a red underpants and a shaved head has nothing to do with our noble and ancient existence, the Golden Elder?"    

This old man and this young man were from the Golden Elder's faction of the Five Elements Sect. The old man was the current Golden Elder of the Five Elements Sect, and the youth was his disciple, Silver Wolf.    

"Little bastard, watch this carefully. Learn more from your senior!"    

"Aiyo, hey, Master. Even if you aren't thinking for the Golden Branch, you should still be thinking for your disciple's three wives and four concubines."    

The silver wolf immediately whined and wailed, "With your omnipotent disciple's foresight, that thing will sooner or later be beaten into a dead dog. Master, you have to go and collect the corpses of your disciples. "    

The golden elder glared at the silver wolf, and the silver wolf immediately pulled back its neck and hugged its head.    

"If I tell you to watch it properly, then watch it properly."    

"Yes, yes, yes. Master, your farts are all fragrant."    

The silver wolf was guessing that he would have to go down and fight for his life later. This so-called shitty senior brother, he really didn't have much vision. Chu Yang was clearly an amazing person, why didn't he immediately kneel down and admit his mistake. There was no saving him.