Zhang Xiu's knowledge of Chunyang Sword Technique was ruthlessly exposed by Jiufeng, and the scene became very embarrassing, and the whole mountain fell silent for a while.
In the depressing atmosphere, Zhang Xiu said angrily: "The sword technique I used to perform with pure yang energy, why is it not the pure yang sword technique?"
As he spoke, he picked up the sword technique again, and the pure Yang Qi condensed into a golden Qi sword and stabbed towards Jiufeng's chest.
Jiu Feng raised his left hand and stretched out his palm. An invisible air shield enveloped everyone behind him. Then he turned his sword edge, and a red sword air struck Zhang Xiu's head.
There was a loud noise, and Zhang Xiu's sword energy hit the air shield from a strange angle, causing a layer of purple ripples on the surface of the air shield.
At the same time, Prince Dong stepped forward with his sword. He blocked it with his horizontal sword, and was slashed hundreds of miles away by Jiu Feng's red sword energy.
A ray of golden light fell from the sky and shot towards Jiufeng. Jiufeng's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving a bottomless black hole where he stood before.
Yang Jian appeared, the third eye on his forehead shining with golden light.
Then, Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. Thousands of red swords formed a circle, with Yang Jian as the center, spinning rapidly and shrinking inward.
Yang Jian's powerful mana suddenly exploded, and he transformed into thousands of phantoms. He slashed quickly with a three-pointed two-edged sword, splitting the red sword wheel made of sword energy into pieces in an instant.
Jiu Feng was suspended above Tushan Mountain. With a wave of his right hand, the air swords that had not yet been split were linked end to end towards the sky. They turned into a long dragon, opened their ferocious mouth, and crashed towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian wielded Bao Nin and danced the three-pointed and two-edged sword so airtight that thousands of sword blades could not hurt him at all.
Even so, his body kept retreating from the impact of the Stegosaurus, and in the blink of an eye, he had already exited Tushan's range.
Seeing that Yang Jian was at a disadvantage, Jigong's laughter suddenly sounded in the west: "Hey, don't panic, Master Erlang, the monk is here to help you..."
Yang Jian glanced at Jigong distractedly and said to himself that although this monk is usually unreliable, he is still very trustworthy in critical moments.
Then I heard Jigong continue to laugh and say: "The monk is here to help you collect the body."
Yang Jian:"……"
I'm not dead yet!
With a loud cry of grief and anger, the heavenly eye on Yang Jian's forehead suddenly opened, and a golden light shot out from the heavenly eye. Wherever the golden light passed, the red sword dragon exploded inch by inch.
"kill!"
Nezha, who transformed into a dharma body with three heads and six arms, appeared out of nowhere, holding a fire-tipped spear and killing Jiufeng.
Jiufeng sneered and drew out the red sword in his hand. The sword was so fast that there was no shadow of the sword, only red lights flickering, intercepting Nezha in mid-air. Even though Nezha had three heads and six arms, he was a little tired of dealing with it.
Jigong chuckled, like a drunken man, raised his fan and hit Jiufeng on his head and face.
Jiu Feng didn't hesitate. He pointed his right hands together to form a sword, and clasped his left hand behind his back. With a flick of his hand, a red sword energy shot out, breaking the strong wind from the fan. Then he made dots with his fingers, making it impossible for Jigong to get even half a step closer. body.
Jiufeng single-handedly fought against Nezha, Yang Jian, and Jigong, and actually gained the upper hand.
Zhang Xiu saw this and was shocked: "Is Jiufeng so powerful?"
At this time, Duke Dong had returned to Zhang Xiu's side, and while nervously paying attention to the battle situation in the distance, he said: "Jiu Feng is the sharpest knife in the hands of the demon, and there are few opponents in the three realms.
In that battle with me back then, if he hadn't had a deeper foundation than me and I had exhausted all my mana, I might not have been able to win him. "
Zhang Xiu nodded solemnly, and then took out the golden dragon scissors and the Buddha's golden sand from the treasure bag.
The two magic weapons were sacrificed at the same time, Jiu Feng's expression remained unchanged, and the jade pendant around his waist exuded a demonic energy, resisting the two magic weapons.
The demonic energy seemed to be alive, wrapping the two magic weapons and then gradually eroding them. After a while, the two magic weapons were covered with black spots.
Zhang Xiu spread his right hand and used his kung fu to absorb the demonic energy. At the same time, he used the eight-sided Hunyuan Demonic Fire Banner and the Purple-Gold Demonic Fire Bell to surround Jiufeng, Yang Jian and others. Demonic fires spurted out and burned red instantly. Half the sky.
Seeing that the situation was in a stalemate, Jiu Feng and his subordinates saw the situation and immediately stepped forward to help Jiu Feng.
Four of the Ten Heavenly Lords were killed before the attack was successful, and then after removing the deer demon, there were only five left: Leopard Heavenly Lord, Dog Heavenly Lord, Feng Heavenly Lord, Long Heavenly Lord, and Sheep Heavenly Lord.
Bao Tianjun had a violent temper and ran towards Zhang Xiu with a hammer, intending to smash his head with one hammer.
Duke Dong Wang held his sword to intercept the falling hammer, and the two of them fought fiercely back and forth.
Li Jing, Yan Feng, Ao Xue and Ying'er also appeared and blocked several other Tianjuns.
Ao Xue inspected several people and said with a serious face: "Among these demons, the deer demon has the highest cultivation level. Let me deal with him!"
Ying'er looked touched and held her hand, and said firmly: "No, this deer demon is so vicious. At first glance, he looks like a peerless demon king who kills without blinking an eye. If you face him, you will definitely die, so you should let it go." Let me do it!"
Li Jing drew out his sword with a solemn expression, staring at the deer demon closely, frowning slightly: "Is this deer demon so powerful? In this case, you two stand down and let me deal with him!"
After saying that, his murderous aura rose up, and he held his sword to kill the confused deer demon!
Ao Xue and Ying'er looked at each other and saw the look of blame in each other's eyes. The resentful eyes seemed to say: It's all your fault. We both can't paddle anymore!
At this time, a woman in colorful clothes silently came up behind the two of them, clenched her fingers into claws, and fiercely grabbed the back of their heads with her demonic hands.
Ao Xue turned around, opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of black water.
Sensing the danger, the woman in colorful clothes retreated quickly, glanced at the puddle of black water on the ground, and her face changed color slightly: "Weak water."
Ao Xue said proudly: "That's right, it's weak water. I'm not afraid to tell you that I drank up the entire weak water river. Now I have a belly of black water, and I can drown you if I drown it! How about it, I'm afraid Alright?"
The woman in colorful clothes quickly calmed down and said: "If you are really weak, I, Lord Fengtian, will admit defeat!"
After saying that, she stretched out her arms, and a colorful phoenix emerged from her body and attacked Ao Xue.
Seeing that she couldn't be frightened, Ao Xue closed her hands, and a white dragon shadow flew out of her body, roaring towards the phoenix shadow.
A shocking dragon roar did not shatter the phoenix shadow. Instead, the dragon shadow she had formed was instantly dispersed by the phoenix shadow.
Ao Xue couldn't help being surprised when she saw this, with a look of panic on her face: "What's going on? When using the magical power of blood, my dragon clan should restrain Phoenix. How can I not defeat her?"
Ying'er narrowed her eyes and said, "Because she is not a phoenix at all, Ao Xue, use Lord Mao Ri Xing's golden needle on her."
Feng Tianjun trembled and looked at Ying'er in disbelief: "How did you see it?"
Ying'er smiled slightly, pointed at the phantom of the phoenix flying in the sky, and said lightly: "You're showing your chicken feet."
(End of chapter)
