Seeing that the wind and the ocean could not even suppress the "Demon Sealing Absolute Sun Sacrifice Ceremony", the people who knew the power of this ritual were all cold in their hearts, and they were afraid, and only more than ten people in the field still looked as usual and were unmoved.

Zhang Boyan smiled, shook his head and said: "It's really true that the courage of the real person is commendable, but the luck is not very good, he has already used this method in the same sect before, but my master and nephew have seen it in his eyes, he must have taken precautions, how can he give him another chance? And he is too careful, if he can concentrate on investigating one or two before making a move, he will not lose his life." ”

Zhang Yan smiled and nodded in agreement.

The water of the ten thousand spirits is the confluence of mana, and the turbid waves of ink that everyone sees are external appearances, not the truth. Feng Haiyang seems to be still in the same place, but in fact, he has already escaped from the circle, but he just used Li Daitao's stiff technique to leave a demon to replace him.

This method is not without flaws, if the real person surnamed Yu opens the "Interior Scene True Law Eye" and pays close attention, he can still see the flaws.

The key point is that the timing of the receding of the wind and sea was extremely clever, and it happened to be at the moment when it burst into the gangqi.

At that time, the monk surnamed Yu finally broke in, and saw that the opponent was still there, so he didn't distinguish it carefully, and couldn't wait to perform the demon sealing ritual.

Zhang Yan glanced at Feng Haiyang from afar, with a thoughtful face.

In this battle, although this person was more profound than most of the disciples present, he did not support an enemy who was weaker than himself, and he was unwilling to put himself in danger, which showed that he was an extremely calm and cautious person.

Yang Bi saw that the monk surnamed Yu sacrificed his life to fight, although he admired it, but he didn't agree with it in his heart.

If it were him, he wouldn't do it even if he had the opportunity to die together.

It is not easy for a monk to refine to the Yuanying realm, he does not aspire to ascend to enlightenment, but he wants to step into the realm of the cave heaven one day, and he will not easily throw his life here.

He shook his head slightly. stepped on Qingyun under his feet, stood up from the side, and made a mockery. said solemnly: "Feng Zhenren, Yang came to ask for advice." ”

Feng Haiyang politely returned the salute and said with a smile: "Please Yang Zhenren for advice." ”

People watching the battle on both sides of the strait couldn't help but get excited, the Yuanyang faction was different from the Zhenzhen view. In terms of prestige, among the ten factions of Xuanmen, it is second only to the three factions of Shaoqing, Mingcang, and Yuxiao, and most of the disciples are outstanding. These two people are fighting, and who wins and who loses, but they can't make a judgment.

Yang Bi's face was solemn, the wind and the sea were treacherous, and he was profound, how could he dare to be negligent in the face of such a big enemy. After giving the salute, he retreated far away, and offered an octagonal sword plate made of gold and bronze, and hung it on the top.

It was more than a foot long and wide, but only a finger thick. There are patterns of stars, sun and moon, and there are also criss-crossing mysterious tracks from time to time, slowly turning in the sky, humming endlessly.

As soon as it came out, there was constantly gold in the plate, which was extremely sharp, and the demons who came up were cut and smashed.

He drank lightly, pinched the sword plate a little urge, and then pointed forward, between the rotation of this treasure, there were thousands of sword lights suddenly burst out, and the sky was covered by countless bright rays when it was neutral, and the golden light was brilliant, stabbing people who couldn't open their eyes.

These swords are all gathered by Gengxin's golden qi, and when they have reached Yang Bi's step, they have already been refined and pure, condensed and converged, and they are not afraid of robbing water and filth.

His blow crossed thousands of zhang to kill, the sword qi roared, the momentum was extremely amazing, and there was a great tendency to cut the wind and ocean into two sections, attracting the attention of everyone in the gorge.

Zhang Yan looked at it carefully, but suddenly said: "This Yang Zhenren has not yet gone into battle, and he has lost the heart to win, and this battle will definitely be over." ”

Zhang Boyan has fought many times with the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, and even killed one of his Yuanying Zhenren in the small world, he knows a lot about this faction, and he also agrees with the words, he glanced at Yang Bi, sneered, and said: "The mansion master is reasonable, although this Yang Bi is pure in mana, he can protect himself too much, and it is impossible to beat the nephew of the Feng Master." ”

The swordsmanship of the Yuanyang faction lies in using the endless Gengjin sword qi to launch a continuous offensive, which can suppress the opponent so that he can't breathe, and at the same time ambush and kill the move, taking advantage of the enemy's laxity and negligence, the moment when he is tired and distracted, he suddenly kills, and nine times out of ten he can defeat the enemy.

Therefore, once the sword momentum of the disciples of this sect is deployed, there is no need to defend it at all.

Yang Bi's blow seems to be like a rainbow, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has no follow-up to follow, and he is obviously very concerned about protecting himself, so he is like this.

Although there is nothing wrong with this, but it is to abandon the parents, and fight to Zuihou, at best, it is just an undefeated situation.

Feng Haiyang saw that the sword qi was rushing forward wildly, breaking through the sky, and he was not busy, his expression was calm, and he raised a banner from the water and blocked it.

There was a writhing monster on the flag, with a single horn on the top of the head, hands and feet, scales all over the body, and a tail behind it. Before it appeared, he opened his big mouth and sucked hard, giving birth to a flickering and upside-down whirlpool, in the wheal, there seemed to be colorful star chips rolling, and the golden gas came over, and they were all attracted by it, and they were thrown into the bottomless mouth and stomach along the wind.

It's just that as the swallowed sword qi increased, the monster was originally a black scale armor, and somehow, it gradually turned golden.

Its hands and feet were flexible, but when it arrived at Zuihou, it froze and did not move, and after the sword qi was exhausted, it only heard a few clicks, and it cracked into countless fine gold nuggets, fell from the flag, and shattered to the ground.

A black flag, which also turned white at this time, seemed to have dissipated its aura, shook it, and sank into the water.

At the same time, Feng Haiyang waved the sleeves of his robe lightly, and many demons poured out in the middle of the water under his feet, densely packed, there were more than a thousand of them, and after they went to the air, they scattered in all directions, all of them roared towards Yang Bi.

Yang Bi saw that the blow was easily blocked, but he was not in a hurry, and he was going to make another move, but it can be seen that this scene also changed slightly.

He had slashed these demons dozens of times before, but he had only killed one or two, and he was still a little sure of blocking more than a hundred, but once he was in the thousands, he could not only suppress him so that he could not move, but also block his way forward and backward.

If the monk fights the method, if he stands still and blindly stalemates, that is the way to death, so he has to dodge.

He immediately raised a sword light and rushed away with his body.

When he was flying away, he didn't forget to shake his sleeves and send out hundreds of sword qi, killing into the group of demons that followed him, shattering them, and reuniting after a while.

But these demons did not rush blindly and recklessly, but divided into hundreds of ways and attacked from different directions.

In this way, Yang Bi could only be tired of coping, and killed this place, and another place was killed without fear of death.

As long as he stayed in place for a while, a group of demons gathered, and it seemed that he was fighting more and more, and in desperation, he had to keep galloping away, not caring about attacking the wind and ocean again, and anyone could see that he was at a disadvantage at the moment.

But it's not that he is not incompetent, firstly, he has no intention of defeating his opponent, and secondly, the Yuanyang faction's magical powers are all used to seize the opportunity to exert themselves, and he is destined to lose the first hand as soon as he retreats at first.

Huo Xuan on the peak watched the battle so far, and suddenly shook his head and said: "I have no fighting spirit, what are you doing there?" It's better to retire early." ”

He could see that although Yang Bi was not shallow, he was unwilling to do his best, and he didn't retreat at the moment, just thinking about his face.

Zhong Muqing pondered for a while, and said: "Since Yang Bi does not fight for this talisman, then the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect want to go to the Extreme Heaven, and they will definitely take one in the next time, and now among the Demon Sect, there are still two talismans that have not yet fallen, one is the Stygian Spring Sect, and the other is the Hun Cheng Sect, most of him will avoid the wind and the sea, and hit the head of the Hun Cheng Sect with his idea." ”

Huo Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "I will get the one from the Stygian Spring Sect, and as for the one from the Hun Cheng Sect, he has to fight with Zhou Huang." ”

Yang Bi has been entangled by the devil for a long time, but after all, he is also the senior brother of Yuanyang, and there is always a way to deal with it, so he took out a handful of golden gas from his sleeve and threw it again.

This gas goes very fast, after throwing into the air, it spreads out when it lands, rolls and rolls, like a cloud surge, divided into dozens of groups, the big one has a hundred and ten zhang, the small one is not more than a foot, between the breath, it is a circle of ten miles, each is a golden glow flowing, dazzling and brilliant.

If you look up from the ground, you can see that although it is scattered and scattered, it has all the demons trapped inside.

Yang Bi wanted to take advantage of this golden cloud to lay down jianzhen, not to destroy it, but to lock it in, so that he could turn his head and deal with the wind and ocean.

Feng Haiyang smiled playfully, stepped lightly under his feet, and suddenly surged from the water, and thousands of demons appeared from it, but this time he didn't drive up, but held on, and said with a smile: "Yang Zhenren, since you don't have a heart to fight, why bother grinding your kung fu here." ”

Yang Bi was so shocked by what he said, and when he saw that so many demons appeared on the opposite side, he was not shocked, and secretly said: "If you don't have the natal magic sword, it will be difficult to win against this person, but now it's not time to fight hard, so why don't you retreat first." ”

Although he has many means, but to deal with the wind and the ocean, it is a sword of life and death that comes from diligent cultivation, and this sword flies away, like lightning and morning dew. You don't need to hit the opponent, as long as you get the breath and follow the qi to cut it away, if you don't break the law at this moment, you will be killed.

But if he misses it, or is broken by the opponent, most of the Taoism that comes from penance will be destroyed, so although the power is extraordinary, he does not dare to take action easily.

This sword is also refined by Zhu Xin, a fellow Daoist, and if the two of them combine to sacrifice, its power will be multiplied several times. Therefore, in his opinion, it is not worth fighting with the wind and the ocean here, and when it reaches the extreme sky, there is no such one-to-one rule, so he can let it go.

Thinking of this, he felt that it would be futile to laugh if he continued to fight, so he put away the sword plate, abandoned the edict, and turned a sword light back to the peak.

Seeing him retreat, Feng Haiyang calmly put his sleeves in his pocket, took the three talismans in the sky and came back, stepped on the water, and returned to the demon clouds.

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...... (To be continued.) )

PS: There is a change before 12 o'clock in the evening.