Huangquan Valley, located in the middle of the Moluo country to the west, the valley bottom is as deep as a thousand zhang, surrounded by dangerous peaks, strange rocks are craggy, intrigues; the valley is cloudy all the year round, rainy and rainy, like a black curtain at dusk; in the mountains, the wind gusts, strange noises, such as ghost laughter, such as people crying, such as strange screams, such as howling in the clouds; pedestrians pass, all are creepy, stealing that they have arrived at the Yellow Spring Hell, so it is called the Yellow Spring Valley. There is only one road in the valley, which is called Huangquan Road.

Huangquan Valley, Huangquan Road, is the nearest road to Moluo City, Xuan Haoran looked at the map, and made a decision, and passed from here.

No one knows that under his calm appearance, there is anxiety buried, saying that he is confident, and that he is nine out of ten. But after all, Yin Xuehai is a generation of demons, and who can say whether he will win or lose? It can be said that this time, he is desperate, and if he does not succeed, he will become a benevolent! Therefore, he hopes in his heart that he can meet this demon as soon as possible. Because every extra day of delay is a kind of torment in his heart.

And Yin Xuehai, who was on the other side, obviously had the same intention as him, Bawang would invade his country's ant army and fly team and shoot him to death early.

The two have opposite hearts, and there must be a encounter, in this Huangquan Valley. On one side is the elite of the righteous path, and on the other side is the army of the demon path, and the two groups of people opened up the formation and looked at each other. Xuan Haoran and Yin Xuehai stood at the head of their respective teams, silently looking at each other.

Yin Xuehai took the lead in speaking: "Haoran Pifu, you are so bold, I, Yin Xuehai, didn't go to the east to look for you, you still dare to run to find death!"

Xuan Haoran sneered: "Yin Xuehai, I won't sit still, your plan to invade the east has already been learned by us, if we wait any longer, we righteous martial artists, I'm afraid we will be ruthlessly killed by you, and all of them will return to the west." ”

"Who the hell is it—I know, it's Zhan Chen's traitor!" Yin Xuehai said through gritted teeth.

"That's right! it's me!" Zhan Chen said loudly at this time, and boldly squeezed out of the crowd.

"Zhan Chen, do you still dare to come out?!" Yin Xuehai finally saw Zhan Chen's figure, and couldn't help but be furious, and suddenly the clouds on the top of the valley seemed to collapse, and the wind was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes, making the originally gloomy valley even more gloomy.

Zhan Chen only felt that he was locked by a deadly breath, and there seemed to be a mountain on his back, and he suddenly felt his hands tremble, his legs were weak, and he was horrified in his heart, he really didn't expect that after such a long distance, he could still feel the monstrous demonic power of the Yin Blood Sea, what kind of supernatural state did the cultivation of this demon head reach?

At this time, Xuan Haoran's body naturally exuded a vast and bright aura, and it was-for-tat with the dark power on Yin Xuehai's body, like the early sun and snow, dissolving this overwhelming pressure, and at the same time, his mouth was loud: "Zhan Chen, don't be afraid of this demon, there is an old man to support you!"

"Hmph!Xuan Haoran, you have to go against me again!" Yin Xuehai snorted coldly, and at the same time turned towards Zhan Chen, and released cruel words: "Zhan Chen, I will destroy this old guy later, and the first one will be to clean you up, and I will make you suffer the punishment of thousands of knives and ten thousand Gu devourers!"

"Yin Xuehai, don't talk nonsense, let's come!" Xuan Haoran took out his weapon, which was a long jade sword with a whole body like crystal, exuding a thriving aura. So that people within a radius can really feel it.

Holy weapon, the highest symbol of the warrior weapon, each one has to go through thousands of tempering, the main material is the precious eighth-level refining material ten thousand years of crystal essence, and then according to different attributes, supplemented by the world's treasures, carefully built, long-term warm and beyond, each one will take at least three years to cast, a good holy weapon forging process, even take ten years!

Don't look at such a small sword, it weighs more than a million catties, and with a casual swing, it can open mountains and crack rocks, cut waves and break waves, and has immortal power.

Yin Xuehai smiled disdainfully, and also brought his own holy weapon, which was a pair of steel claws, the steel hook on the claw extended out of the palm and was two feet long, and the sharp hook tip shone with a cold light of stars, making people shudder. It can be imagined how difficult it is to find a set of martial arts to match such a strange weapon.

However, this is not a matter for Yin Xuehai, who is already a genius, and he created a unique claw method and claw duel according to the "Mora Holy Codex", and walked alone in the North Sea.

Both of them were ready for battle, and the aura on their bodies continued to rise, forming a powerful air pressure within a hundred zhang, even if it was a Martial Emperor powerhouse, it was difficult to withstand this pressure. So the troops behind them had to retreat again and again to make enough space for the two to fight.

"Yin Blood Sea, look at the sword, Guiyue Divine Hook!" Suddenly Xuan Haoran made a move! A sword slashed towards Yin Blood Sea in the air, releasing the previously condensed True Yuan, forming a crescent-shaped sword qi more than ten meters high, locking Yin Blood Sea, although the sword qi was in mid-air, the sharp qi was strong, and where it passed, the ground was like being plowed by a giant plow, leaving a wide ravine three meters deep.

Zhan Chen saw Xuan Haoran's attack in the back, and sighed again, he originally thought that the attack power of the Martial Emperor was already considered powerful, but now compared to the Martial Saint, it was nothing, the attack of the Martial Saint powerhouse, the momentum alone, could make people fatal! However, the next scene was once again beyond his imagination.

In the face of Xuan Haoran's burst of force, Yin Xuehai smiled contemptuously, and also cast the Demon Yuan, grabbing the sword qi with one claw, and in an instant, the surroundings were darkened, and the darkness gathered, forming a dark giant claw three meters wide and five meters high, and pinched the sword qi.

At this moment, the two forces were frozen together, one full of endless life, the other full of corrosion and devouring, the two kept wearing, one and the other, rippling out a shock wave, spreading like ripples, shaking the earth and sand and gravel under them, digging out a huge pit, and those sand and gravel and soil flew into the air, and fell in a flutter, as if in this small world, a burst of stone hail and soil rain, dashing and dashing.

As if he was tired of this stalemate, Yin Xuehai's eyes froze, and he said, "Break it for me!"

Next, I saw that the black mangs above the black claws suddenly increased, and the sword qi was crushed in one fell swoop, and it was about to attack Xuan Haoran again.

Xuan Haoran smiled slightly, and called softly: "Ning!"

I saw that the sword qi that had been turned into pieces actually rose again, rubbed and thinned, intertwined with each other, and woven into a huge green net, tightly engulfing the giant claws.

Yin Xuehai's face sank, and he increased the input of the true yuan, and then he struggled to break through the green giant net, like Xuan Haoran continued to catch it.

However, at this time, the giant claw had already been two-thirds smaller, and its power had obviously been consumed by the sword technique, so this move was already the end of the crossbow.

Xuan Haoran smiled slightly, and with another sword, he cut the dark giant claw into two.

Seeing this, Yin Xuehai gritted his teeth and said, "Xuan Haoran, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your wood attribute true yuan has become more difficult. ”

Xuan Haoran smiled and said, "Yin Xuehai, it's not just that you are improving, if you are not completely sure, do you think I will come here?"

Yin Xuehai's face distorted slightly, his majesty could not be challenged, so he shouted: "Hmph, Xuan Haoran, our battle has just begun, today, I will definitely tear off your bones one by one!"

"Accompany him to the end!" Xuan Haoran was also not afraid, although his wood attribute was not as domineering as the dark attribute of the Yin Blood Sea, but the victory lies in toughness, the victory lies in durability, as long as he can survive the initial stormy attack of the Yin Blood Sea, the scale of victory will tilt towards him. And most importantly, he has already read the "Mora Holy Scripture", and he has supported it with confidence.

"The dead duck is still hard-mouthed, look at the move!" Yin Xuehai's face became even more gloomy, and with a slight step under his feet, he turned into a black shadow, rushing directly towards Xuan Haoran, as fast as lightning. Xuan Haoran also stepped out in one step, as if teleporting, and also slashed towards the sea of Yin Blood with a sword.

The two fought fiercely in the middle of the valley, turning into remnants of the Dao. For a while, the sound of weapons colliding was endless, as if two high-speed spinning tops collided together. From the battle between the two, the sword qi that burst out from time to time ploughed across the ground, leaving criss-crossing ravines.

Gradually, the figures of the two switched faster and faster, as if overlapping each other, unable to distinguish each other, turning into a tornado that soared into the sky, setting off a storm that swept and raged in the middle of the valley.

Even though the large army was nearly a kilometer away from the center of their battle, they were still not spared, and when the storm blew, those who were inferior in cultivation simply staggered and crawled, and those who were in high cultivation could barely stand, squinting their eyes, and continued to watch the battle between the two.

Zhan Chen was also among the spectators, and he was particularly touched. He finally understood the difference between Martial Saint and Martial Emperor, not strength, not speed, not reflexes, but in the control of Zhenyuan.

Let's take Xuan Haoran and Yin Xuehai's first move to fight, Yin Xuehai can condense his true yuan into a dark giant claw, and he can still grasp it, and after Xuan Haoran's sword qi is shattered, it can still be condensed into a net, which all shows that their control over the true yuan has reached the peak level.

Zhenyuan seems to have life in their hands, able to turn and transform, which is completely different from the single dullness of the martial saint's attack below the martial saint, becoming a martial saint, is a new piece of heaven and earth.

However, today's Zhan Chen only has an attitude of looking up to them, because it is a long way from the beginning of the Martial Emperor to the Martial Saint, even if he is a genius, it often takes hundreds of years.

Time was passing minute by minute, Yin Xuehai frantically vented his attack, but he couldn't take it, his heart began to be anxious, and he faintly felt that something was wrong, because Xuan Haoran seemed to know everything about his moves, and he could always defuse his fierce attacks at a critical moment. So he asked, "Xuan Haoran, I've only fought against you once or twice, why do you know so much about my moves?"

At this time, Xuan Haoran moved freely in the dark storm, and the more he fought, the more confident he became, and he smiled back: "What? Yin Blood Sea Old Horseman, do you only know how to be ruthless? Are your moves so crude? You can't pose a threat to me at all." ”

"My moves are crude, it's just nonsense!" Blood's face turned green, and a pair of steel claws danced even more wildly.

At this time, what he didn't notice was that a trace of cunning flashed in Xuan Haoran's eyes. Yes, Xuan Haoran's purpose is to provoke him even more and make him more irrational, although this attack is extremely fierce, but if it is too much, sooner or later it will reveal flaws.

Xuan Haoran is brewing, brewing a thunderous counterattack, waiting, waiting for the moment when the fatal flaw appears, so that this devil can really go to Huangquan Road!