This sudden change made Yang Fan's heart frightened, Yang Qian's purple eyes were weird, he just glanced at those eyes, as if the whole person was suddenly sluggish. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In those eyes, Yang Fan felt that death was approaching him!

"Hitomi?" Ziyu became more and more anxious.

Yang Qian's purple eyes, Ziyu also saw it. Moreover, Yang Fan's stagnant figure under these eyes Ziyu also saw it in his eyes.

In the Eastern Fantasy Continent, in addition to martial arts, there is also something called "art".

The so-called technique is the abbreviation of magic. As for the origin of the art, there are different theories in the world.

Two of the most popular views are the same. One view is that art originated in Taoism, while the other view is that art evolved from witchcraft.

Both views have long been debated. But there is indeed some middle ground between magic and Taoism and witchcraft, so no one convinces anyone.

However, with the rise of martial arts, the art gradually faded out of people's sight. The debate over the origin of the art still exists, but there are very few people who actually argue about it.

In addition, the cultivation of art has strict requirements for personal qualifications, and there are very few people who can really achieve something in the art. As a result, fewer and fewer people practiced the art were gradually declining.

And now, Yang Fan and Ziyu actually saw the pupil technique on Yang Qian's body!

How does this not shock them?

Hitomi technique, a type of technique, is to cultivate one's eyes in a special way, so that they have a certain special ability.

Obviously, Yang Qian's purple pupils showed the ability to control space.

However, Yang Qian didn't know that Ziyu and Yang Fan regarded the abilities given to him by the Purple-Eyed Python as pupil techniques.

Otherwise, Yang Qian would probably cry and laugh.

To be honest, Yang Qian didn't have any understanding of art at all.

Yang Qian had not yet fully mastered the space-time control ability given to him by the Purple-Eyed Python. Even now, it can barely hold on for less than a second.

Although a second is a short time, it can often play a vital role in life and death.

The space-time confinement lost its effect in the blink of an eye, and Yang Fan finally regained his freedom.

But in that moment, Yang Qian had already held the victory firmly in his hands.

At that moment, Yang Qian's fingers quickly clicked a few times on Yang Fan's big acupoints, sealing Yang Fan's meridians. And in these acupuncture points, the original power from the moon spirit is injected.

Origin power has a characteristic, that is, it can fuse all attributes of spiritual power.

In other words, after Yang Fan's acupoint was injected with origin power by Yang Qian, it was almost impossible for Yang Fan to break through the blockade of the acupoint through spiritual impact.

Because, no matter how much spiritual power Yang Fan uses to impact, his spiritual power will eventually be assimilated by the origin power.

And Yang Fan couldn't control the origin power at all.

Several large acupoints were sealed, and Yang Fan suddenly felt that he couldn't exert his strength. No matter how much he mobilized his spiritual power to attack the power of the blockade, it was like flowing water into the sea, pale and powerless.

After some struggle to no avail, Yang Fan suddenly felt that his body was weak, and he fell backwards.

Seeing this scene, Ziyu became anxious, turned into a purple light, appeared behind Yang Fan in the blink of an eye, caught Yang Fan, and Yang Fan fell to the ground without a bang.

Feeling Yang Fan's weakness, Ziyu Lian input her own spiritual power into Yang Fan's body, however, in the same way, her spiritual power was also assimilated by the power of the origin.

There is no way to help Yang Fan break through the blockade of the Origin Force!

"What did you do to him?" Ziyu stared at Yang Qian resentfully.

Yang Fan's position in Ziyu's heart is incomparable.

Even more important than her own life.

In order to be with Yang Fan, she did not hesitate to force each other to die!

How could she see Yang Fan being hurt!

"I can't die, I just sealed his meridians." Yang Qian didn't even look at Ziyu.

Ziyu didn't like him, and similarly, Yang Qian didn't like Ziyu either.

There is no need to take a second look at someone you don't like.

Yang Qian's tone was bland and hateful, but in Ziyu's ears, it was full of contempt.

As the eldest lady of Zhuge Villa, Ziyu has always been arrogant. Yang Qian's lukewarmness made her unbearable.

Yang Qian doesn't respect her, that is, he doesn't respect Zhuge Villa.

As the owner of Zhuge Villa, how could Ziyu endure this disrespect?

"Today, you have to pay the price!" Ziyu helped Yang Fan to stand firm, beckoned the two subordinates to him, and handed Yang Fan into the hands of the two people, while he took a step forward and looked at Yang Qian domineeringly.

"Yu'er...... Don't look him in the eye. Yang Fan was very humiliated, but he did lose. Now he can only accept the reality, and he can only remind Ziyu to pay attention, don't fall in love with Yang Qian's way like him.

The dagger with purple light emitted an icy cold aura, and looking at the dagger was like seeing a pair of cold eyes.

Moreover, it is the eyes peculiar to killers.

Calm and sharp!

Yang Qian only glanced at Ziyu, and he had a feeling that he was about to die.

Ziyu snorted, and she moved.

Her body was as soft as a snake, and she stuck to Yang Qian. The dagger with purple light lingered with purple light, and it went straight to Yang Qian's vital point.

Yang Qian didn't fight back immediately, but stepped away, like a ghost, his figure flickered, and he appropriately dodged Ziyu's attack.

Yang Qian's figure is ethereal, and the purple jade body is smart. The two of them are one after the other, and no one can help anyone for a while.

Ziyu is also in the realm of martial arts, but when she fights with Yang Qian, Ziyu actually has a feeling of powerlessness.

Now, she finally understands how terrifying this person in front of her who is despised by herself is!

There was surprise, but it didn't affect Ziyu's confidence in the slightest. She believes that no matter how perverted Yang Qian is, he is just a martial artist eightfold.

The gap between warriors and martial artists can never be bridged.

"You are very good, but this is just the beginning, and the next step is the real strength of the martial artist!"

Ziyu suddenly gave up the attack, and the whole person flew back dozens of meters, and with a coquettish shout, a faint purple light rose from the outside of Miaoman's body, enveloping Ziyu inside.

"Purple Peak!" Ziyu let out a loud shout, and the violent purple spiritual power gushed out from Ziyu's body, and then condensed into substance, forming a pair of wings two meters long behind her!

The purple wings flapped slightly, supporting the purple jade's body and floating in the air.

At this time, the purple jade is like a purple butterfly.

"What is this?" Yang Qian was horrified.

Yang Qian could feel that the spiritual power released by the purple jade was almost condensed into substance, and most importantly, the spiritual power was condensed into wings and did not dissipate.

What a terrifying spiritual power control ability this must?

As Ziyu floated, an unprecedented sense of oppression came from Ziyu's body, and people couldn't help but suffocate!