'Boom!'

On the top of the mountain, the two of them fought with almost all the power of heaven and earth.

Although the cultivation of Beiyang Zhenren, supporting death is also the middle stage of heaven and man, and it is on the same level as Xiaoshan Beida. But Zhang Yang suffered a lot of damage in the previous battle, especially the last thunder, which hit him the most, and now although he can still fight, he can also exert four or five percent of his strength at most.

In this way, the mana of Beiyang Zhenren even has to stabilize Zhang Yang's head. I saw that with a wave of his sleeve robe, his strength was dozens of feet, and the bright sword light couldn't even get close to him.

"Beiyang Zhenren, what are you still resisting?"

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, and with a punch in his hand, he defeated the overwhelming purple qi.

"But there is still one breath left, and the will of the old friends must be fulfilled. Beiyang Zhenren sighed.

His sleeve robe rolled up again, forming a purple cloud ring and surrounding Zhang Yang. This cloud ring is huge, with a diameter of 100 meters, and can almost cover most of the top of Nanwang Mountain, which is really a rare spectacle.

"What so many people can't do, can you do?"

Zhang Yang chuckled, put his hands on his back, and stepped down with a volley. With a loud roar, the huge shock wave spread out in all directions, immediately breaking up the swirling cloud ring, forming a cloud of smoke and disappearing.

"You have to try it, and Mr. Zhang has been fighting for so long, can this body still withstand consumption? You know, Poor Dao hasn't made much effort before this. ”

Beiyang Zhenren's face was indifferent, with a fairy demeanor, and when he raised his hands and feet, purple qi rolled in, like clouds in the sky, enveloping him.

"Then I'll send you underground to meet them as soon as possible. ”

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed, his body turned into a streamer, and he rushed in front of Beiyang Zhenren, his fists swung out one after another, and his fists were as turbulent as angry waves.

'W-'

And the flying sword also sensed it, pulled out a golden sword rainbow, soared dozens of zhang, and slashed towards the purple qi in the sky, cutting them inch by inch.

The two fought and walked, around the top of the south-looking mountain, round and round, the trees on the top of the entire mountain were almost all destroyed, the mourning was all over the field, everything was dead and silent, and still could not distinguish the winner and loser.

Although Beiyang Zhenren is not a martial arts master, and the way of killing is weaker than Xiaoshan Beida, it has a mellow aura, like a vast ocean, especially this Tai Chi Jin, which is almost endless, far more durable than Xiaoshan Beida.

"This old Taoist priest is simply too annoying..."

After the fight, a trace of anxiety emerged in Zhang Yang's heart.

He is now dragging his wounded body to fight, although he will be unharmed for a while, but the longer it drags on, the more serious the injury will be, and it is bound to be more difficult to recover.

"Beiyang Zhenren, then I will let you see and see, the real immortal magic. ”

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and his eyes shrank sharply, as if they had condensed into black dots.

I saw that at the center of his eyebrows, the vast divine thoughts gathered, and they turned into nothingness into reality, evolving into a golden light, which suddenly exploded, shooting out a golden pillar of light, condensing and forming in the void.

"What is this?"

Beiyang Zhenren was stunned for a moment, feeling a huge sense of crisis.

"This is a knife that I have condensed all my spiritual power and transformed into a knife, named the Shenyuan Knife, which specializes in killing divine souls. This is also the first time it has been opened. ”

Zhang Yangzheng said, with a slight wave of his hand, the Shenyuan knife cut through the sky, driving a ray of light related to heaven and earth, as if it was beyond the world.

"No!"

Beiyang Zhenren finally changed his face, raised his hands, stirred up the monstrous purple qi, and even supported the strength of the body protector, but as if it didn't exist, he was directly swept by the Shenyuan Knife and slashed straight towards the divine soul!

"Uh..."

Seeing that Beiyang Zhenren's figure flickered, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, and at that moment, his divine soul was split in half. No matter how high his cultivation is, no matter how strong his physical body is, when facing this spiritual sword, there is nothing he can do.

"Alas, I still lost after all..."

Beiyang Zhenren smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and the purple qi around his body also dispersed with the wind, and the whole person fell to the ground from a height of 100 meters.

Above the sky, only Zhang Yang stood in place with his hands behind his back, his golden rainbow shining all around, as if cheering.

"This knife has caused nearly one-third of my divine thoughts to be lost, and I'm afraid it will take three months of cultivation to recover..."

While thinking about it, Zhang Yang spread out the condensed divine thoughts, and vaguely felt that the vast divine thoughts were now missing a lot, and they were almost all consumed by the knife just now.

As the only immortal cultivator on the earth, Zhang Yang is familiar with the system and knows countless secret methods of supernatural powers, including the eighteen styles of fighting, as well as various physical supernatural powers, which are his hole cards.

But these profound immortal methods, although their power is huge, can help him kill the enemy with one blow, but in the same way, the consumption is also quite huge, and it is not at all what he can afford to consume with his current cultivation.

Today's Shenyuan Knife, as well as the pneumatic mountains and rivers on the top of Mount Fuji that day, were all immortal methods that could only be used by innate monks, and he forcibly used them, and at most he only exerted one-tenth of his power.

But this tenth, apparently, is more than enough.

After killing these three great enemies, Zhang Yang didn't even have time to take a look at the battlefield, he returned directly to the surface, sat down cross-legged, silently recited the cultivation and refining technique, and frantically absorbed the energy on this Nanwang Mountain.

"Huh?"

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead in amazement, and saw an old man in military uniform staggering over in the wind, sand and clouds, followed by a beautiful girl.

"Well, you three, what's the trouble..."

Seeing Shen Cangsheng who was devastated and fell to the ground, Beiyang Zhenren who fell into the ground, and the blurred blood mist, Guan Lao couldn't help but bow his head and sigh, his face full of sadness.

"I think they should have been used by Shen Cangsheng. ”

Zhang Yang sat on the ground and said lightly.

"There are some reasons for this, but not all, although the three of them are friends, their friendship is not good enough to be able to see life and death. ”

Guan Lao searched in the ruins, found a good sunken wooden chair, picked it up and sat down, and then said slowly: "Because Mr. Zhang, you are indeed half a member of the Immortal Sect. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows.

"Well... That's a long story. Guan Lao pondered for a long time, turned his head to look at Guan Ziqing and said, "Ziqing, you go outside to have a look, don't let those irrelevant people come over." ”

"Oh. ”

Guan Ziqing pursed his lips, looking very unhappy, but he could only turn around and leave.

As curious as she is, she also understands that there are some things that are not a good thing to know more.

"Your father's name is Zhang Lingshan, who used to be the first on the Chinese Billboard, and the Chinese mythology of the last century is as famous as Xiaoshan Beida. You should have been born in Kyoto, where there are your clansmen, the Zhang family. ”

"But your father did something out of the ordinary, offended some people who couldn't be offended, made him pay with his life, and even the Zhang family was greatly implicated, so... The Zhang family is not optimistic about you in their hearts, and they have not said to take you back for so many years. ”

After listening to Guan Lao's narration, Zhang Yang pondered for a moment and asked, "That Master Zhang, who is he?"

"His name is Zhang Linghai, and he is your little uncle, who has been secretly protecting you for so many years, until you suddenly became stronger, he gave you half a jade pendant, and then went back to Kyoto. ”

"I know so much about your Zhang family, for the rest, you go to Kyoto and ask Zhang Linghai face to face. ”

After speaking, Guan Lao arched his hand with a frank expression.

"Then tell me about Xianmen, right?

Seeing that Guan Lao only said this, Zhang Yang didn't ask any more, but asked about other doubts.

"Xianmen is just a title, what it is, none of us knows. Guan Lao smiled a little bitterly and said: "In the past years, every twenty-five years, there will be some mysterious characters in all corners of the world, they have mysterious origins, and their strength is very strong. ”

"Most of those people's cultivation realms are in the land immortals, but their strength is surprisingly strong, at least equivalent to five land immortals, every time we kill one of them, we also have to pay a very painful price, and death and injury are common. Over time, the immortal gate and the human world have derived a great hatred that does not share the sky. ”

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