As soon as Zhang Jian walked out of the door, he heard the sound of the air cracking above his head, and a chill hit the top of his head like a bolt of steel.
That's Jian Yao's knife.
The snow-white sword shines like the full moon.
Zhang Jian was extremely familiar with his victorious energy. The sharp sword light struck the top of his head, followed by the cold light of the sword collision.
The sound of metal and iron clashing emerged.
This kind of sound sounded near the body, making people's hair stand on end, but Zhang Jian felt his blood boiling.
"Maybe this is the boldness of talented people!"
Zhang Jian somewhat understood that many of those who practiced martial arts were armed with sharp weapons and had murderous intentions.
With force, you will inevitably become confident.
Of course, overconfidence is arrogance.
Lightning flashed in his mind, and Zhang Jian's ears twitched slightly. It was just the first time they touched each other, and he could faintly feel the direction of the intersection of the two energies on the sword, and an extremely tricky force hurt Jian Yao's tiger's mouth.
He could even smell a trace of blood with his spiritual sense.
The young swordsman holding the Qingfeng was obviously stronger than Jian Yao.
This is not surprising.
Because the person who took action was the brother and sister Zhang Jian had a relationship with.
An internal martial artist in the Yangyuan stage.
Jian Yao completely ignored the wounds in his hands. The strength of Yi Jin in his feet exploded, and the stone slabs under his feet exploded. He volleyed towards the young swordsman and slashed fiercely.
Zhang Jian looked around and seemed to be able to see Jian Yao's first sword covered with layers of red fiery energy.
That is the special strength formed by body-forging warriors.
Although the road to physical training involves forging bones and changing tendons, after stepping into Yi Jin, a special kind of strength will also be formed, which is a kind of strength that is developed by coordinating one's own Qi and blood and tempering the essence.
This kind of strength is completely opposite to the strength formed by internal training.
In the early days, he had extremely domineering and cunning power.
However, compared with the inner breath formed by internal refining, it lacks the mellowness of nourishing the internal organs and nourishing life essence.
But the explosive early stage goes far beyond that.
But when a master of internal training reaches the stage of cultivating his energy, this advantage will gradually be offset.
Jian Yao unleashed his set of Golden Crow sword skills like a red storm. Even though he was in mid-air, he launched one sword after another and launched a fierce attack on the young swordsman.
The young swordsman always had a faint smile on his face, the sword in his hand was bright, and the sword energy spread out, and the water couldn't get in. No matter how hard Jian Yao attacked, he couldn't get in. In his anger, The young swordsman immediately seized the opportunity.
In an instant, he sneered, and the unparalleled Yangyuan Gangqi burst out from the tip of his sword, breaking through the sword's light. He struck an iron mountain sword from close range and directly used the powerful inner breath Gangqi to send Jian Yao flying for more than ten meters, collapsing a Lotus lamppost.
Jian Yao staggered up from the ground. At this time, his internal organs were injured and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Excellent skills, indeed a hero comes from a young boy!"
Zhang Jian frowned slightly. Although he didn't have much experience, he also knew that Jian Yao was defeated by lack of strength.
There is a gap after all.
This also has something to do with the fighting methods. Although Jian Yao is extremely experienced in fighting, the opponent seems to be from a famous family, and his fighting methods are extremely 'smart'!
However, Zhang Jian found that the Yang Yuan Qi condensed by this young swordsman seemed to be a little 'difference' from his, who were both in the Yang Yuan stage.
There were some red sparks in his eyes that were jumping like thunder, and then they calmed down in an instant.
Next to him, Zhang Yi's figure floated up. He glanced at the injured Jian Yao, his expression remained motionless, and he just looked at the two people on the roof.
The moment his body fell and his sinister gaze came upon him, the young swordsman suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
This feeling immediately caused his expression to change dramatically.
A force that seemed to be extremely cold seemed to be moving towards the depths of his soul along with an invisible artistic conception, trying to freeze him in place.
This is a spiritual mood!
In an instant, the young swordsman couldn't bear it anymore and waved the sword in his hand, taking the initiative to fight against this terrifying feeling of constriction.
Clang! !
The sound of the swords screamed, and the scabbard flew straight out of his hand first, like a sharp sword, and it was nailed into the ground three feet in an instant.
A ray of cold sword energy floated towards Zhang Yi.
This is the essence of nourishing energy, and combined with the sword moves, it suddenly strikes Zhang Yi like a large piece of cold mist.
But what greeted him was a palm as white as jade, and that figure appeared beside the young swordsman like a ghost.
"Brother, be careful!"
The graceful and slender woman next to her finally pulled out the long sword in her hand when she lost her luster. The long sword trembled slightly, causing wisps of cold light to fly towards Zhang Yi's figure, but Zhang Yi didn't care at all and just kept straight. The palm was smacked, and the palm showed a dark jade color, and the cold air of the dark jade swept violently.
The woman's face changed color, she quickly withdrew her sword, moved her body and turned into a phantom, leaving the place.
Boom! !
I saw a large area of bricks and tiles turned into powder, and bits of frost condensed on the edges, forming a large area of frosty white.
"Mysterious jade ice and fire palm, poisonous hand Zhang Yi?"
Gu Xiu'er looked at this scene and secretly felt something bad.
The poisonous Zhang Yi is a well-known leftist evil man in the North. He is a strong man of their master's generation and has been famous for more than ten years.
Xuanyu Ice and Fire Palm is extremely poisonous, and those who hit it will die.
They obviously couldn't imagine that this famous evil man was hiding in the Zhang family.
With his mind spinning, Gu Xiu said loudly:
"Senior, don't get me wrong. The two juniors entered the Zhang family just for..."
Zhang Yi looked cold and said expressionlessly: "I don't care why. Since you two have injured people in the Zhang family, you should save your lives from my hands first before mentioning anything else!"
His body was flying, with the cold air in the sky, and he rushed towards the young swordsman unscrupulously. He looked like a giant eagle hunting its prey, hunting in black robes, the dust in his hand sprinkled the cold air in the sky, like countless steel needles falling on the young swordsman in the ice rain.
He took action without any thought of mercy.
Duanmuyan felt the chill in the sky and complained secretly.
The overwhelming black jade cold air was too overbearing.
No matter in terms of skill or skill, he is far inferior to this underworld giant. He is afraid that he will be ruthless even if he resists even three or five moves.
Gu Xiuer secretly regretted it. The two senior brothers and sisters were entrusted by others to come to find out the true identity of the Zhang family, but they never thought that the Zhang family was actually a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. They were noticed and surrounded just after they entered.
Now he has encountered a terrifying and murderous person like Zhang Yi.
Her bright eyes swept across the audience, and her eyes instantly fell on Zhang Jian, who was watching the show with great interest.
"What, did something happen to Chigua?"
Zhang Jian's five senses are so sharp. When Gu Xiuer looked at him, his heart suddenly moved. He seemed to be completely unaware at the moment, as if he was harmless to humans and animals.
Just a blazing red light gathered deep in the palm of his hand, and he was also very dark-hearted, planning that if Gu Xiuer dared to rush over and take the 'hostage', he would gather all his strength and give out a palm to destroy the flower with a ruthless hand.
Gu Xiu'er did feel a little hesitant at this moment, as her master's evaluation of the poisonous Zhang Yi flashed through her mind.
This person is vicious, cunning, and has a very deep city.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, looking at Duanmuyan who was almost unable to hold on anymore, he suddenly raised his voice again:
"Senior Brother Duanmu, stop it. Since it was us and the two senior fellow apprentices who were rude first, we are naturally willing to surrender without mercy and pay compensation!"
"Senior, our master is Wang Yuanlang, the Xifeng Swordsman of the Shangyuan Sect. For the sake of my master, I would like to ask you to give me a small punishment but a big warning. The two senior brothers and sisters like us are willing to accept the punishment!"
As she said that, she immediately withdrew her sword and clasped her fists.
Facing Zhang Yi's extremely violent palm force, Duanmuyan's eyelids jumped when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and chose to believe Gu Xiu'er. He withdrew his sword and showed no resistance, preparing to Bear a palm forcefully.
