In an instant, Xie Keming was hit by more than ten sword lights, not only was the talisman treasure light cut off, but even the vermilion light had been reduced a lot, and he hurriedly turned his mana again, wanting to re-operate the magic method to protect himself.

But at this time, hundreds of rune papers struck in, and each one hit his body, it was a thunderous sound, and his body trembled like a candle in the wind, and the talisman light that had just been sacrificed was broken away.

Elder Shen's method of seizing the opportunity was extremely spicy, and his attack was precisely at the moment when his treasure light was about to rise, so that he only consumed his mana in vain.

Xie Keming was anxious in his heart, and secretly said urgently: "Why hasn't Senior Brother Zhou come here yet, could it be that he has encountered some trouble?"

The three of them have been fighting so far, although it seems to be a long time, but in fact, it is only a dozen breathing time, and he feels that it is difficult to support, not because of the lack of mana, but because he is suppressed by the two of them like a tide of attacks, and waves of invasion come over, not giving him a chance to transfer at all.

Seeing that the red light on his body gradually dissipated, Xie Keming suddenly realized that if Zhou Huang really didn't come in time, maybe he would die here.

After a few more breaths, Zhang Yan noticed that the other party's breath was a little weaker, pinched the magic trick, and was silent for a moment, the top of the clouds was open, the purple glow flashed away, and with a click, a thick thunderbolt slashed down, and it was hitting Xie Keming's top door, and the only remaining protective red light on his body dissipated.

Xie Keming was hit by a purple thunder, and his ears were ringing, and his brain was dizzy, but he finally kept his senses right, forcibly endured the discomfort in his body, and poured mana into Hengyue's treasure clothes, still struggling. At this time, a red light swept in, and the fine light on his clothes was suddenly peeled off.

Zhang Yan saw that he no longer had the ability to defend the emperor, so he snorted. With a shake of his sleeve, a drop of Xuanming heavy water has flown out, across dozens of zhang, and there is a tom sound. Right in the back.

Xie Keming screamed, his spine was shattered, and he fell to the clouds. A flying sword flew diagonally, and with a click, the head was cut off, and the blood in the neck was immediately pouring out.

At this time, a beast-eared copper furnace suddenly flew out of the corpse, and steaming white smoke came out of it, shaking for a while. took the Yuan Ling up, turned into a blue light and flew westward.

Zhang Yan recognized that this was a spirit protection treasure furnace, but he could temporarily put the monk Yuanying away, so as not to disperse, and was waiting to bring it over. Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and he looked up.

At some point, the zenith was already covered with thick clouds.

Elder Shen saw that he didn't move, but he was in a hurry.

Zhang Yan is not afraid of the people in the Yuxiao Sect, so even the disciples of the Zhou clan said that they would kill him, and even if he was known, he would not care, but his Guangyuan faction was a small and weak faction, and he offended the Nanhua faction and the Mingcang behind Zhang Yan could reach out to take care of it, but the Yuxiao faction was different, if he knew that he and Zhang Yan were besieging his disciples together, the consequences were serious, how could he let the Yuan Spirit escape, so he said: "Zhang Zhenren ......"

Zhang Yan knew his intentions, nodded, and said, "Fellow Daoists, please go and return quickly." ”

Elder Shen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly bowed his hand, hurriedly got up, and flew after him.

After this old Taoist disappeared, Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said loudly: "Daoist friends have been hiding by the side for a long time, and now I am the only one, why haven't I shown up?"

He has many means, if he uses them together, even if there is no help from Elder Shen, killing Xie Keming is also a matter of Gu Jian, but he is cautious, after entering here, he has been guarding against someone watching and looking at his own methods, so he only uses the means of fighting swords in the gorge against the enemy, but he doesn't want to, if there are really people lurking on the side.

He had suspected that the other party was Zhou Huang, but when he thought of Xie Keming's death, the other party had not come out, but it was obviously not.

Not long after his words came out, he suddenly saw the dense lead cloud surging and stirring, and then gradually heard bursts of muffled thunder in his ears, and the surrounding spiritual energy swirled wildly, all converging there, as if some great magic power was brewing behind the cloud curtain.

After a while, I saw that the clouds and mist cracked, and a hole seemed to have opened in the sky, and a blood-red hand with the size of a thousand zhang poked out from the inside, with a rolling blood mist, and pressed it with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

Zhang Yan daxiao snorted, did not dodge, it was also a pinch method, a few moments, a yellow mang above the Gangyun rushed up, and then turned into a big hand condensed by the yellow smoke cloud, which also changed the size of a thousand zhang, Xiangshang greeted it fiercely!

Between heaven and earth, I saw two behemoth hands slowly approaching, and the time seemed to be extremely long, but at that moment, it was suddenly fast, boom, and it crashed into one place violently, and the rumbling sound sounded immediately, almost spreading throughout the entire star stone.

The two big hands disintegrated almost at the same time, and only the yellow smoke and blood mist were entangled in the sky.

A gust of wind came out of it, and the smoke and haze were blown away, and a black-robed and high-crowned Fengya monk appeared, and the blood-colored clouds on the top were originally one, but as he stepped down from the clouds, it was slowly relaxed, one turned into two, and two turned into three, he stood still a hundred zhang away in front of Zhang Yan, and said: "Zhang Zhenren, the blood spirit sect is high and polite." ”

Zhang Yan saw that this person was a Yuanying double cultivator, but there was no panic in his expression, he was still calm, and he didn't seem to take it seriously, and he returned the courtesy: "Gao Zhenren is polite." ”

Gao Ruowang stared at the strange light, and said secretly: "This Zhang Yan used to be a product, the mana fruit is strong, just give it a try, even if I am better than the Tao, but seriously, the mana can't overpower him, and I don't know where such a character comes from the Xuanmen, except for the triple monks, I rarely meet opponents on weekdays, but today I have to fight hard." ”

Feng Haiyang was arranged, so that he would try to drag Zhang Yan and wait for him to come back to attack.

However, the rest of the children need to sell their faces, but he doesn't need to pay attention to them, whether it is the class or the number of years of life, or the age of entering the Tao, he is inseparable from Feng Haiyang, so he never takes his words to heart at all.

Gao Ruowang smiled lowly, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored rainbow and flew up, reached the cloud sky, and then turned into a hundred and ten blood lights, scattering in all directions, but he couldn't tell which one was his real body and which one was his blood.

His escape technique is called "Blood Escape Method", not to mention that it is faster than a meteor and lightning when it flies, especially if it is that every blood spirit in his body can also be sacrificed and fly, and its speed is quite equal, so that the enemy has no way to know where the main owner is.

This method of retreat and the "Huangquan Escape Method" of the Stygian Spring Sect and the "Nine Injuries and Smoke Escape" of the Hun Cheng Sect are combined into the three major retreat techniques of the Demon Dao, and they are extremely harsh when they are cultivated, and now among the disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect, he is the only one who is the most immersed in this way.

Zhang Yan looked at the blood-light demon shadows flying in the sky around him, his eyes flashed, and he raised the flying sword.

I saw a clear light, flying into the sky, and with a slight shake, it turned into thirty-two sword lights, shining brightly, and flew in all directions to chase the blood.

His sword light was extremely sharp, flying fast and fast, and every time he caught up with one, he slashed it with one sword and split it into two sections.

It was just a round of onslaught, but he found that the number of blood spirits had not changed much, and there were still hundreds of blood rays swirling around him, flickering far and near, and roaring non-stop.

Gao Ruowang secretly sneered, these blood spirits were refined by him by collecting demons, the number is huge, it is difficult to kill, not to mention, even if he breaks one head, he can also divide another one, if he thinks that he can use this to consume his mana, it is wrong.

In the past, when he was fighting with others, he often forced the opponent to stay in one place with just this technique, and did not dare to move, and when the enemy's spirit was exhausted, or he couldn't help but rush and kill indiscriminately, he would grasp the flaw, find a gap to attack, and kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

After Zhang Yan killed the blood spirit a few times, he saw that Gao Ruowang didn't seem to care about it and didn't deliberately dodge, so he guessed that this move would do little damage to him.

If this method fails, then change another method, he turned his mind, stepped on his feet, and the waves were churning, and within a radius of one mile, there were waves of water and light climbing.

Gao Ruowang's eyes shrank, he had also observed this great enemy well in Chengyuan Gorge, and knew that he had a Taoist technique, emitting the sound of time and waves, which seemed to be able to contain all things.

If it is attacked at this moment, it seems that it only takes one volume to collect all the blood spirits here, which is really a great threat to him, so he has always doubled his release, and at this moment he saw that the water seemed to rise, and he issued an oracle in his heart, and all the blood spirits immediately retreated in all directions.

He knows very well that no matter how powerful the Dao technique is, if it can't hit the opponent, it will be useless, but it is just a waste of mana, and he only needs to be careful.

But just when he thought so, he saw that the rushing brilliance had only gotten up a little, but he had retracted it again. He secretly said: "Zhang Yan is also smart, he doesn't show all this technique, he only uses coercion, so as not to consume mana, but only using this method, he is just seeking stability, but he can't win against me." ”

He sneered in his heart and ordered all the blood to approach inward again.

Zhang Yan's eyes flickered, he glanced back and forth, and he had been paying attention to observe since then.

He had also seen John Gao fighting with his disciples of True Vision, and he had noticed that although these blood spirits were numerous, they did not have sanity in themselves, but were controlled like marionettes, and there were patterns to be found between actions.

Thinking about it, even though there are thousands of distractions in the Demon Dao, how can the Yuanying Monk come from such a skill?

Therefore he can be sure that as long as the Lord is hiding in it, his behavior will be different from the usual.

Sure enough, after some temptation, between the retreat and the advance of those blood spirits, he had already noticed that one of them was different from the others.

Although he noticed something different, he was still silent, this may also be the bait deliberately released by Gao Ruowang, so he held still, but secretly locked the blood spirit with the sword light, and when it approached, he sacrificed the true light of the water line to force it back, and after it dodged, he reined in the water light.

After doing this two or three times, he was already sure of what he was thinking, and when he forced him up again, he suddenly shouted, and a sharp sword light killed, "plop", but it was a crossover!

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