"Who is your Excellency?!" Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the wooden window.
There was silence outside the house, no words, only the sound of "rustling" echoing as the breath passed through the cracks in the wooden window.
Just when Zhou Yang held his breath, pressed the hilt of the sword, and was about to take action, he heard two hoarse screams of "Gah Ga", which immediately stopped Zhou Yang. He released his soul to investigate, and it turned out that it was just staying in the corner of the eaves. The jackdaw flew away from here, and just when he let out a long sigh of relief and was about to let down his guard, a piece of air knife pierced the wooden window and struck at him.
Zhou Yang secretly said bad, the air knife was silent. If the wooden window hadn't been penetrated, Zhou Yang wouldn't have noticed any movement at all. But at this time, he had no time to dodge, so he had to use his "God and Demon Power" to resist!
"boom"!
The air knife hit Zhou Yang's arm and scattered in all directions.
Zhou Yang, who was originally solemn, was a little surprised. This air knife was not as powerful as he imagined. In other words, the attacker did not intend to take his life, but who could this attacker be?
"Since you don't want to fight with me, why don't you reveal your true identity!"
At this time, the candle flame that was burning steadily suddenly became unstable and was about to go out. Zhou Yang immediately took action and with a flick of his finger, the flame resumed again. But at this moment, Zhou Yang felt a fire on his back. The broad palm came up.
"What a speed!"
When Zhou Yang was surprised, he felt a strange force tearing at the blood in his body. In less than a breath, part of the energy and blood in his meridians was taken away by the opponent.
This turn of events almost made Zhou Yang think that the other party was from the Demon Sect, but he quickly rejected it for no other reason than that the Demon Sect's devil Su Xiaoxian did not have the strength.
Zhou Yang clasped his hands together and raised them flat in front of his chest. The next moment, a shadow appeared from behind him, it was "Gods and Demons without Form"!
"break!"
As Zhou Yang shouted low, Xuying raised his hand and struck down. The strange power of sucking blood was immediately forcibly interrupted, and even the attacker behind him was knocked back a few steps.
The attacker refused to give up and wanted to stick on him again, but Zhou Yang could not let him succeed. He only saw his toes move forward slightly, and the next moment, his figure disappeared. The sudden change made the attacker The blow missed, and when he looked up again, Zhou Yang was already facing him and unsheathed his sword.
Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. The attacker was slender, dressed in black, and wearing a silver mask. His aura flickered like a candle in the wind, making it difficult for Zhou Yang to specifically judge the strength of the opponent, but just based on what he had just said With such speed, he is at least a strong person in the Void-Breaking Realm!
"Are you a winner?!"
The other party didn't answer, only his arm trembled, and before he could take action, he struck out with the wind of his palm. The speed was so fast that it could not be noticed with the naked eye!
Although the opponent did not have murderous intent, Zhou Yang still did not dare to be careless. He raised his sword and slashed, and a blue sword slashed out across the air, colliding with the opponent's palm wind, causing extremely strong fluctuations.
"boom!"
The entire house was blown to pieces by the air wave. Zhou Yang also took a few steps back to offset the wave. When the house collapsed, all the disciples of the cult were awakened.
"There are assassins protecting the Son of God!"
Everyone moved one after another, but when the smoke and dust dispersed from the scene, the man wearing the silver mask had long since disappeared, leaving only Zhou Yang standing with a sword. When he saw a group of disciples looking around with vigilance, he said:
"That man has left."
A middle-aged disciple of the God's Cult walked quickly to Zhou Yang, frowned and whispered: "Has the Son of God been injured?"
"It's just that a little bit of blood was sucked away, that's all."
"Sir, who is the attacker?"
Zhou Yang's eyes gradually became deeper. He stared in the direction of Jixiao City and replied in a solemn tone:
"I didn't see his face, but he was wearing a silver mask."
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In the inn, after everyone finished chatting, it was almost late at night, and they dispersed, intending to go back to their rooms to rest. Li Chengqian walked up to Wang Bodang and patted him on the shoulder. During the entire chat, Wang Bodang remained silent. He was still feeling guilty about Lin Fenghuo.
"Go back and rest. The reason for Lin Fenghuo's incident was his own choice. It's not your fault."
Wang Bodang didn't say anything, just nodded, and left with the silver gun in hand. He still couldn't get over this hurdle.
At this time, Zhao Long, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly glanced at Yi Xifeng. Yi Xifeng happened to also turn his head. The two looked at each other. After three breaths, they glanced away again. Zhao Long raised his two swords and left here with an indifferent expression.
"Lingxi, you go and rest first, I'll go outside for a while."
Yi Xifeng's tone was very easy-going when he said this, but his eyes were a little dodgey. Zhong Lingxi didn't say anything more, just nodded and walked towards the room.
"It's better for us not to get involved in the affairs of the juniors." Li Chengqian said to Li Chengtao.
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Yi Xifeng walked to the courtyard and then looked towards the roof.
The dark clouds floated away, and the bright moon gradually emerged. The cold light shone on a figure on the roof, illuminating two bright long knives and a head of pale silver hair.
The Xizhou Sword was temporarily handed over to Zhong Lingxi, and now Yi Xifeng only had the Night Sword Hanxing.
"Follow me to the city walls!"
After Zhao Long left these words behind, he headed eastward, followed closely by Yi Xifeng. As soon as they landed together, the two came to a remote and empty courtyard.
As soon as he landed, Yi Xifeng put up a barrier to prevent anyone from noticing.
It was already late at night, and Zhao Long's back was turned to the moonlight. This made it difficult for Yi Xifeng to see his face clearly. He only heard him say: "Leave Zhong Lingxi and return to Li Xintian. I don't need to hold you accountable for this matter."
"Haha, you are still the same as before."
"What's the meaning?"
"You only act according to your own will, but you never care about what others think, and you always want to make decisions for others."
"Then do you agree or not?"
"Me? Haha, of course I won't agree."
"It seems that you are still the same as before."
After saying that, Zhao Long's whole temperament suddenly changed. The biting cold wind continued to rise from his feet, pulling the surrounding fallen leaves into a lotus futon. Zhao Long, who was in the lotus, looked as restless as a Buddhist Vajra statue. Angry and self-defeating, just one look at it makes people unable to help but have the urge to worship.
"It seems that you have become stronger in the past few years." Yi Xifeng was still so indifferent, without even the slightest intention of taking action.
"Show your sword!" Zhao Long stared at Yi Xifeng and said. The fair young man hesitated for a moment, then slowly pulled out the Night Sword Hanxing from his waist.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, Zhao Long's figure flashed and he charged towards Yi Xifeng, piercing his chest with the sharp blade.
Just when the blade was approaching, I saw only the tip of the sword, which was tightly wrapped around the long knife like a spider's thread. Then I gently picked it up, causing the blade to tilt out. It took a while, but it was faster than that. The whole process was just a matter of time. It's done in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he blocked the blow, he saw Zhao Long wielding another long knife to kill him. Under the moonlight, the long knife reflected a long golden dragon. There was also a Sanskrit text printed on the dragon's body, which could still be vaguely seen. The ripples on the dragon's body are like dancing fins and flying whiskers, making it more lifelike.
From the moment the long knife struck Yi Xifeng, the dragon roared continuously!
This is exactly it - the Dragon Chanting Brahma Mantra!
At the critical moment, Yi Xifeng moved his fingertips, and the sword tip was originally pointed out, but he immediately turned it back, but this time he held the sword hilt backwards.
Yi Xifeng's block seemed ordinary, but the moment the two collided, a powerful pale golden force burst out from Ye Jian Hanxing's body, which was none other than the Nine Yang Divine Demonic Skill!
The repulsive force weighing ten thousand kilograms hit the blade. Zhao Long felt his palm tremble, and he quickly tightened his grip on the handle. The sudden explosion almost caused the long knife to come out of his hand. It was this contact that made the two of them change their offensive and defensive positions. , Zhao Long changed from the offensive side to the defensive side.
Zhao Long stamped his right foot on the ground, as if he was trying his best to resist the force, but an even stranger thing happened the next moment. The repulsive force actually passed along the blade to his arm, and then entered the meridians along the arm. Among them, it reaches directly into the internal organs.
At this time, Zhao Long made an extremely bold decision. He gave up resistance and used another long knife to kill Yi Xifeng in the waist and abdomen, trying to exchange injuries for injuries.
Naturally, Yi Xifeng would not exchange wounds with him, but he would not step back either. He held the sword hilt with his right hand tightly, and the pale golden light turned directly into gold. The Nine Yang Divine Demonic Skills became even more powerful. The strong force directly slashed Zhao Long back several feet away.
This repulse also caused Zhao Long's slash at Yi Xifeng to miss.
"Boom~~"
The strong air wave hit the barrier, setting off layers of ripples of true energy. Even with the barrier, it still caused the broken wooden frame in the courtyard to shake a few times, which showed how powerful this attack was.
"God and Demon Strength?! I didn't expect that you actually practiced the God's Cult Technique!"
Zhao Long was a little surprised. Although he didn't know where Yi Xifeng went during the five months when he disappeared in Biyou Palace, his income must have been extraordinary, otherwise he would not have surpassed him in just two years.
"You're not bad either. It's been two years since I've seen both body and qi training break through to the realm of Xiaocheng." Yi Xifeng flipped the long sword in his hand and returned it from a reverse grip to an upright grip.
After a short contest, Zhao Long suffered a slight loss. After all, he didn't know that Yi Xifeng had practiced the divine and demonic skills of the gods.
"If that's the case, then I won't hold back!"
The cold light in Zhao Long's eyes was extremely strong. He threw the two swords in his hands into the air, then clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist scripture. Then a series of Sanskrit words appeared behind him. The Sanskrit words quickly merged and finally turned into a phantom of a angry-eyed Vajra. , the two swords turned into two golden dragons surrounding the phantom, and under the phantom, there was a lotus futon, slowly holding up the several-foot-long "Vajra with Angry Eyes".
"Angry Lotus Vajra Seal!"
Two golden dragons surrounded the phantom's arms. As Zhao Long waved his palm, the giant statue behind him slapped Yi Xifeng with a palm. The entire space in the barrier was shaken, like a stone falling into a deep pool. Generally, it creates ripples.
Although he was a level higher than Zhao Long, Yi Xifeng did not dare to be careless at all. He was also a junior of Yinren and he knew how strong the other party was.
"go!"
A huge sword that was several feet long slowly appeared in front of Yi Xifeng. As he shouted, the sword pierced straight out and collided with the "Vajra Seal". The wind and waves swept away in an instant, and the sword was swept away. The grass and trees on the ground were uprooted and smashed into pieces.
For a moment, smoke and dust were everywhere in the venue, but because of the barrier, the dust could not be dispersed. Only a hazy area could be seen, and the two figures could not be seen clearly.
At this time, "bang bang bang" sounds continued to be heard in the smoke and dust, and a faint golden stream of light could be vaguely seen in the venue.
"Yi Xifeng, I'm very disappointed in you! I thought I would be happy by giving up Li Xintian and letting her be with you, but I didn't expect you to be carrying her behind your back! Yi Xifeng, you don't have the slightest bit of shame. ?!"
Zhao Long's punches and kicks were extremely powerful, and each move was aimed at Yi Xifeng's heart, as if he was tapping his heart for someone.
"You give up on Xintian? Haha, Xintian has never chosen you from the beginning to the end. Does it make any difference whether you give up or not?" Yi Xifeng punched faster than the last one and blocked all Zhao Long's attacks. As Po Feng Xia Zhe, his attack speed is far faster than Zhao Long.
"This is not a reason for you to have two different things!" Zhao Long was angry in his heart, and every time he waved a palm, he was accompanied by a dragon roar, he said: "I will fight for Li Xintian today!"
"In the final analysis, this matter is a private matter between Xintian and I. You, Zhao Long, are just an outsider, who have the right to interfere!"
Yi Xifeng drew a circle with his palm, and a ball of inner energy was transferred into his palm in two parts. Two tiny golden swimming dragons kept circling in his palm, forming a yin and yang fish picture. As the fair young man continued to take pictures, two golden swimming dragons It is the miniature version of "Wandering Dragon Tai Chi Style" that resolves Zhao Long's palm techniques one by one!
"Just because you failed Li Xintian!"
The figures of the two people kept flickering in the smoke and dust. The battle in this battle was not about victory or defeat, but about morality.
"The matter between Zhong Lingxi and I will be explained to Li Xintian after we leave the secret realm. As for her decision, she will naturally decide it by herself. You don't need to worry about it, Zhao Long!"
Although Yi Xifeng still fought back forcefully, his attacks were not ruthless, because he knew that with his current strength, if he really wanted to defeat Zhao Long, although it would not be like searching for something, it would be easy, and he So if I don't do this, I still think about the past friendship and don't want to be cruel to Zhao Long.
Unfortunately, Zhao Long was now mentally affected by his anger, and he did not realize that Yi Xifeng had hidden his strength.
"Then why don't you give up on Zhong Lingxi!"
"This is my private matter and I have nothing to say to you."
"Okay, then I'll knock you down until then!"
Zhao Long used all his strength to fight Yi Xifeng, and at the same time completely released the inner energy in his Dantian, which was bound to defeat Yi Xifeng.
After all, Zhao Long is not an ordinary person. As he exerts more and more power, Yi Xifeng is already struggling.
"If this continues, I will have to use my true strength."
Just when Yi Xifeng was hesitating, the appearance of a woman made the two of them stop.
Zhong Lingxi, dressed in purple, turned her back to Yi Xifeng and blocked him behind her.
"stop!"
Zhao Long's punch that was supposed to hit Yi Xifeng stopped abruptly. (End of chapter)
