Zhou Yang and Xia Daolin fought fiercely for more than half an hour, but there was no winner.
Xia Daolin couldn't stand it anymore. The young master of the Xia family in Jinding Tower, a genius from a super giant city, could not beat a boy from the same country who came from the nearby city. If this news spread, he would be ridiculed by all the major forces.
At this moment, Xia Daolin made a false move. When Zhou Yang resisted, he began to secretly make a move. The magic power in his body was running at a rapid speed, and the power of the golden elixir surged wildly. He was ready to enlarge the move.
"Brother Zhou, be careful!" Liang Qiuhong and Lu San'er arrived here at some unknown time. They both looked anxious. Seeing that Xia Daolin was about to kill him, they hurriedly sent messages into the air.
Zhou Yang slapped a Taoist soldier away, and when he saw Xia Daolin's expression became solemn and his gestures changed, he knew that he was about to reveal his trump card.
Zhou Yang didn't want to kill him. After all, Zhou Tianzong was an affiliated sect of Jinding Tower. If he killed him, it would be tantamount to treason. Not only himself, but also Zhou Tianzong would be implicated.
However, the two of them had a real fire fight. If Xia Daolin wanted to kill him with his ultimate move, he would not sit still and wait for death, so he was ready to strike first.
The ultimate move requires momentum, and this is definitely a good opportunity.
When Xia Daolin was making the seal, Zhou Yang took the lead in performing the third form of the split-light sword technique, using his spirit to control the sword. This move is not a unique move and requires no preparation or momentum at all.
Xia Daolin's gold-type ultimate move was about to be completed, but suddenly he felt a cold wind coming from behind, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
Zhou Yang is clearly at the front, could it be that he is here to help?
But there was no room to think too much at this time. When he turned back, he forced his body to one side. The cold wind swept past his neck, taking away a piece of collar and some skin. Blood immediately splashed in the air, making him His ultimate move was interrupted.
This was not over yet, the second sword energy came instantly, this time the target was the chest, and the speed was faster than the first one.
Xia Daolin gritted his teeth and dodged, leaving another deep wound on his body.
However, the third sword energy came faster and went straight to his lower abdomen.
But he could no longer dodge this sword. In shock, he could only use his magic power to protect his body like crazy to resist the sword energy.
The first two sword energies were more powerful than the other. This third sword energy was more powerful and faster, and it had already formed a real lightsaber.
Xia Daolin knew that the catastrophe was difficult to overcome, and he seemed extremely unwilling.
However, although the third sword energy was powerful, its power was somewhat reduced. Although it pierced his top inner armor and penetrated into his flesh and blood, it only penetrated less than half an inch.
But where does it matter? This half-inch is right near the Dantian. Although it does not damage the root, it also plays a role in discouraging.
Xia Dao's injuries were compounded, his Dantian was deflated, and coupled with the big move that forcibly interrupted the operation, his energy and blood reversed, his meridians were damaged, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"How dare you rebel against the thief! How dare you hurt the young master!" The face of the middle-aged man in plain clothes changed drastically, and he roared before delivering a fatal blow.
A small sword that was about an inch long reached the back of Zhou Yang's heart in an instant, faster than his spirit sword.
Zhou Yang only had time to use the Heavenly Fire Godly Clothes halfway, before the small sword pierced his body and penetrated directly, causing blood to flow like a pillar in an instant.
However, at the critical moment, the Seven Steps of Chasing the Wind saved his life. Although the small sword broke through the Heavenly Fire God's Clothes, the position it penetrated was still a little short of the back of the heart.
The small sword penetrated Zhou Yang's body, but did not stop. The sword peak turned, the sword glowed, and it stabbed his throat again.
This sword is actually a real magic weapon!
"Brother Zhou!"
"Boss!"
Liang Qiuhong and Lu Saner's expressions changed drastically, and they looked at the middle-aged man in the sky in the distance in horror.
Zhou Yang was seriously injured with just one sword, but it also bought him some time. The Heavenly Fire Godly Clothes were completely completed when the sword turned around, resisting the penetration of the magic weapon.
"Huh? What kind of Taoist magic is this that can actually block magic weapons?" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, staring closely at the layer of purple light covering Zhou Yang's body.
"No matter what kind of Taoism it is, it just delays time. His realm is too different. How strong can his magic be?" A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man in gray, but he said lightly.
The middle-aged man's mind also began to come alive. He no longer killed the killer, but mobilized the power of the golden elixir and continued to control the small sword to stab the purple light.
Zhou Yang was seriously injured, and there was no time to stop the bleeding. He lost a lot of energy and blood, but he had to destroy all the mana to condense the Heavenly Fire God's Clothes, which made his injuries worse.
The small sword was unable to attack for a long time. The middle-aged man frowned and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The power of the small sword suddenly increased sharply, and it pierced the purple light's protection in a moment.
Just when he thought Zhou Yang would be shot down with this sword, the next scene surprised him again.
Although the purple light broke through, Zhou Yang violently punched out a black screen while retreating. The small sword hit the screen, making a crisp and sweet sound, and was actually bounced out.
At the same time, Zhou Yang couldn't bear it anymore. When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood came out, and his face instantly turned pale.
Whether it is the Heavenly Fire God's Clothes or the use of Mo Wang Ping, it requires a huge amount of mana and part of his life essence. This makes Zhou Yang, who has already been seriously injured and lost blood, unable to bear it, and his body falls in a straight line.
"How dare you bully a fake elixir boy at the peak of the middle stage of the Golden elixir? Do you still have any shame?" Everyone watching the battle from a distance showed their disdain.
"Okay, I've given the Xia family such a big cuckold, it's no wonder they're not in a hurry!" Someone else said.
At this time, Zhou Yang's body was falling rapidly, and he was about to fall on a pavilion.
"I'm going to capture him!" The middle-aged man recalled his small sword, and in a flash he came to Zhou Yang. He grabbed hold of him in the air, and his powerful magic hand grasped him instantly. With a little more force, Zhou Yang spurted out another mouthful of blood, and immediately Passed out.
However, at this moment, a sudden sword slash struck the big mana hand, causing the mana of the big hand to collapse. Zhou Yang fell again and hit the roof of the building, causing the whole floor of the pavilion to collapse.
The middle-aged man was furious, and he threw away a gourd-shaped magic weapon. The mouth of the gourd produced a huge suction force, and he wanted to suck Zhou Yang into it.
"You two, in broad daylight, bully the younger ones, how shameless!" At this time, another person's sarcastic voice came from the distance.
Following the words, a figure suddenly appeared next to Zhou Yang. The man clapped two palms, defeating the sword gang and gourd. He reached out and grabbed Zhou Yang, and then turned into a ray of blue light and fled away.
"Where to run!" The middle-aged man and Kui Zhi, who was wielding his sword, were furious and chased after him.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, while the yellow magpie stalks behind. The one who is good at using this method is Xiyao Qingfeng!" The old man in gray from Jinding Tower said coldly to himself with a gloomy face.
The Xia family, the Bo family, and the Xiyao family in Jinding Tower competed for Zhou Yang, which made everyone watching stunned and a little confused.
