Vol 4 Chapter 292: Heartless

When everyone saw the wind and the ocean, they could not even suppress the "seal magic ritual", everyone who knew that the power of this ritual had chills in their hearts and developed fear. Only a dozen people in the field still looked as usual. Moved.

Zhang Boyan smiled shyly and shook his head and said, "I still really see that the courage of the real person is commendable, but luck is not very good. Previously, he had already used such a method with his doormates, but my teacher's nephew looked at them. It must be With precaution, how could he be given another chance? And he was too careful about his actions. If he could check one or two before he shot, he would not lose his life. "

Zhang Yan smiled and nodded in agreement.

The yin and robbery of all spirits is the sum of mana, and the muddy waves seen by all people are appearances, not true.

Howling ocean looks like it is still in place, but it has long been out of the circle! It was just Li Daitao's stupid technique that left a demon head to replace himself.

This method is not without flaws. If the real person with the last name opened the "interior view is still true," he could still see the flaws.

The key is that the timing of the wind ocean's retreat was chosen very cleverly, just at the moment when it burst into thorium.

At that time, the monk Yu surrendered in, and when he saw that his opponent was still there, he never discerned it.

Zhang Yan glanced towards the ocean from a distance, thoughtful on his face.

It seems from this battle that although this person is more proficient than most disciples present, but he is not entrusted with enemies who are weaker than himself, and he is not willing to put himself in danger. It is obvious that he is extremely calm and cautious. people.

Yang Yang saw that the monk surnamed himself gave his life to fight. Although he admired it, he didn't agree with him.

He changed to him, and he would not do it even if he had the chance to do it all.

It is not easy for Monk to reach the level of Yuan Ying. He is not eager to be ascended into the Tao, but wants to one day enter the realm of the cave, and will not easily lose his life here.

He gently shook his head, stepped on Qingyun under his feet, stood out from the side, and beat his head, saying calmly: "The wind is real, Yang came to ask for advice."

Howling Ocean returned politely, and smiled, "Please enlighten me."

People on both sides of the strait watched the excitement, Yuanyang faction is different from True View. If it is prestigious, it is second only to Shaoqing, Hancang, and Yuxiao among the Xuanmen ten factions, and their disciples are also outstanding. However, these two people contend, and whoever wins or loses, can't make an assertion.

Yang Yan looked dignified, the wind and sea were treacherous, and at the same time he faced such enemies. How dare he be negligent? After the salute, he retreated far away and sacrificed an octagonal sword made of gold and bronze. Come out and hang on top.

物 This thing is more than a foot long and wide, but one finger thick, with stars and moon patterns on it, and there are criss-crossed mysterious trajectories in the sky, slowly turning in the sky, buzzing endlessly.

As soon as the uncle came out, there was a continuous flow of gold in the plate, which was extremely sharp, and the monsters that came up were split and chopped.

He drank it gently, and urged the sword plate a little bit, and then pointed it forward. Between the turning of this treasure, thousands of sword lights suddenly burst out, and the sky was immediately covered by countless bright awns. , Jinguang brilliant, dazzling people can not open their eyes.

These swordsmanships are all gathered by Geng Xin and Jin Qi, and it has been cultivated to this point. It has already been refined to be pure, solid and convergent, and not afraid of water pollution. At this moment, it is a long-awaited release. When it came over, it was easy to cut off the demon head and split the atmosphere all the way, it was almost unstoppable.

He struck across a thousand feet to kill him. The sword was screaming with anger, the momentum was extremely amazing. There was a tendency to split Feng Haiyang into two sections, which attracted everyone's attention in the gorge.

Zhang Yan took a closer look, but suddenly said: "The real man Yang has lost his heart of victory, and this battle will be over."

Zhang Boyan and the disciples of the Yuanyang swordfight have played against each other, and even in the small world, they have beheaded a Yuanyuan real person. They know the faction very well, and they agree with it. He sneered at Yang Yan. Once, he said, "The governor of the house is right. Although Yang Ming is pure in mana, he can protect himself too much, and it is impossible to surpass Feng Shi's nephew."

The sword art of the Yuanyang School is to use the endless amount of Geng Jin sword energy to launch a continuous offensive, which can suppress the opponent's breathlessness, and at the same time secretly kill the enemy, while the enemy is lax and negligent, tired and lost. In an instant, he suddenly killed, and in all likelihood, he could defeat the enemy.

For this reason, once the disciple's sword potential is unfolded, there is no need to guard.

Yang Yang's blow seemed to be as powerful as a rainbow, but anyone with a good eye could see it. He didn't have any followers to follow. It was obvious that he was very concerned about protecting himself.

Although it is understandable to do so, it is abandoning my parents, and it is best to be an invincible situation in the end.

Howling Ocean saw that Jianqi hurricane rushed into the sky, cracked into the sky, and was not busy. He looked at it with a finger, raised a flag from the robbery water, and stood in front of him.

There is a monster that keeps twisting. This monster has a single horn on top of it, full of hands and feet, scales all over it, and a tail behind it. Before he had to appear, he opened his mouth wide, sucked hard, and gave birth to a wild swirl that suddenly rolled up. In the wind, there seemed to be colorful star dust rolling, and the golden spirit came over, all attracted by the Lord. Wind into the bottomless appetite.

I only grew as I swallowed the sword, and the monster was a black scaled armor, somehow turned into gold.

It was flexible in hand and foot, but at the end, it was still. After the sword was gone, it only cracked a few times, it broke into countless fine gold nuggets, fell from the urn, and broke to the ground.

A black cricket was turned into white at this time, as if the aura was gone, it shook, and sank into the robbery water.

At the same time, Feng Haiyang gently waved his robe sleeves, and a lot of magic heads rushed out under the stormy water at his feet. They were densely packed, and there were more than a thousand. Howling

Yang Yang saw that a blow was easily blocked, but he was not in a hurry. He planned to take another shot, which shows that this scene also changed slightly.

These demon heads had been cut dozens of times before, but they were only wiped out one or two. There is still a certain degree of certainty to stop the more than a hundred. But once they have reached the thousands, they will continue to surge, which will not only suppress him move! He can also block his way back and forth.

The monk's fighting method, if standing in one place and blindly stubborn, is the way to take death, so he has to avoid himself.

立刻 He immediately picked up a sword light and rushed away with his body.

When I was flying, I did not forget to shake the sleeves and send hundreds of swords out of the air, killing them into the following group of demons, breaking them apart, and then reuniting again.

But these demon heads didn't just rush into it blindly, but divided hundreds of roads and attacked from different directions.

In this way, Yang Yan could only be tired of coping with it, slaying this place, and killing another one without fear.

As long as they stayed in place for a moment, there are a group of demon heads gathered, it seems that more and more fighting, but helplessly, they have to swim non-stop, no matter how to attack the wind ocean, anyone can see He is now in the downwind.

But this is not his inability. Once he didn't think of defeating his opponent, the Yuanyang School of Gongfa magical powers all seized the opportunity before they could fully perform. When he first retreated, he was destined to lose the first move.

At this point, when Huo Xuan watched the battle on Qiu Feng, he suddenly shook his head and said, "He has no fighting spirit, but what is he doing there? It is better to leave early."

He can see that Yang Yang is not good at all, but he is unwilling to do his best. At this moment, he will not retreat, but he just cares about his face.

Zhong Muqing pondered for a while, and said, "Since Yang Ye did not fight for this amulet, then Yuanyang's disciples wanted to go to Jitian, and they must take back one next time. Now there are two amulets in Maozong that have not fallen. The first is the Quanquan sect, and the second is the Huncheng religion. Most of the time, he will avoid the wind and sea and hit his mind on the Huncheng religion. "

Huo Xuan groaned a little, and said, "The one from Mingquan Sect owns it, and as for the one of Huncheng religion, he has to fight with Zhou Huang."

Yang Yang was entangled by the devil for a long time, but after all, he was also the younger brother of Yuanyang. There was always a way to deal with it. He took a handful of gold from his cuff and threw it away.

This breath went very fast. After throwing it into the air, it immediately stretched out and rolled, rolling like a rush, divided into dozens of groups, the big ones are ten ten feet, the small ones are just a few feet long, and between breathing, Man and Shili are all round, each of which is Jinxia flowing and dazzling.

If you look up from the ground, you can see that although it is scattered and scattered, it has surrounded all the demon heads.

Yang 璧 This is to use Jin Yun to spread the sword array, do not seek annihilation, only to lock it in, then you can turn your head to deal with the wind and ocean.

Feng Haiyang smiled, stepped lightly under his feet, and suddenly swelled the water, and thousands of demons emerged from it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But this time, he didn't drive up, but held back. , Smiled: "Yang Zhenren, you have no contention, why grind your efforts here."

Yang Yan was stunned by him, and when he saw the many demon again, he was shocked, and said secretly: "If you don't have the sword of your destiny, you won't be able to win this person. It would be better to retreat first. "

Although there are many ways to deal with him, but to deal with the wind and the sea, it is a diligent sword that comes from the diligence. This sword gallops like a flash of light and disappears. There is no need to smash the enemy, as long as you get the breath and cut it through the air machine, if there is no break at this moment, you will be killed

If Xun Ke missed it, or was broken by his opponent, he had to destroy most of his deeds. Therefore, despite his extraordinary power, he would not dare to take it easily.

This sword, his mate Zhu Xin, also has a handful. If the two are combined to sacrifice, their power will be turned several times. Therefore, in his opinion, it is not worth to desperately struggle with Feng Haiyang here, and when it reaches the extreme sky, it is only when one has one-to-one rules to do it.

When I thought of this, he consciously continued fighting again and made people laugh, so he put away the sword and discarded Fu Lu and turned a sword into a peak.

Seeing him retreating, Haofeng Haiyang calmly put his sleeves in his pockets, took back three amulets from the sky, and stole the water, returning to the magic cloud.

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