Thundered!

Zhanyang smashed a stick on the ground, rolling up the dust, and he turned abruptly to look at Youjun on the side.

Youjun flipped his hand, held a red short stick in his hand, and chuckled: "I said it, I know your abilities and your tricks well, for example...... Ghosts! The figure flashed instantly, and the afterimage was Huo Huo on the spot, and the next moment, Youjun appeared on Zhanyang's side, swept out with a stick, and Zhanyang was shocked and flew out.

Youjun laughed wildly: "Zhanyang, you can't win me, I can see through your movements, your heart, how can you win me?" Suffer death. ”

"Damn." Zhan Yang spat out two mouthfuls of dirt and stared at this person coldly, his heart full of anger.

At this moment, Zhanyang feels like fighting with himself, the same movements, the same ghosts, and the same unreasonable. Zhan Yang exhaled, slowly stood up, and patted the dust off his body.

Silent sigh.

At this moment, Zhanyang's anger was gone, replaced by pity, this family was taken from a part of his body anyway, and obeyed the orders of others, killed him, and laughed at the people who were still hiding behind him.

Youjun shook the stick and said, "Zhanyang, you know, I will, if you don't understand, I will, do you think, you won me?" ”

"Oh."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Since you're my clone, I'm afraid you won't be able to feel it?"

"Huh?"

Zhan Yang raised his head and said silently: "Everything you have in your hands is what I knew before I was sixteen years old, and after I was sixteen years old...... Hehe, how much do you know? ”

Youjun was stunned.

Zhan Yang raised the soul killer, held one end in his right hand, narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "The ghost scripture and stick method are what I have mastered before, since you have my memory, then, a trick that no one knows, do you know?" ”

Youjun's eyes widened.

Zhan Yang smiled: "It seems that you understand, this move is a combination of my ghost, the demon of the moon, and the ghost slash of the dark sky, and this trick, except for killing souls, no blade can be used...... Moreover, this trick has never been used since I created it, and today, I will let you see it. ”

Youjun stared at him, and after a moment, he laughed and said, "I naturally know this, but do you think I am unprepared and will stand here?" Youjun waved his short stick and said, "Don't pretend, in addition to the ghost scripture and stick technique, you should also know swordsmanship, let me see your true power today." ”

Sou!

It's as fast as lightning. Youjun pounced in an instant, and the remnants of the stick line seemed to be transformed into countless and shrouded in Zhanyang.

Zhan Yang shook his head and sighed: "It seems that I overestimated you, remember, I was a devil who killed people without blinking, no matter who it was, it must be a move to defeat the enemy, your actions are too many." ”

At this moment, Zhanyang moved.

A bright light swept through.

The shadow of the sword in the sky, like a shadow, filled the entire room, and the figure disappeared, silent, leaving no breath.

Youjun's face changed drastically.

Burst!

Land raising.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, his head twisted slightly to the side, and then, his body shook, and more than a dozen blood poured out of his body. He was completely shocked and lost his voice: "This, this is not a hidden god at all. ”

Zhan Yang appeared two meters behind Youjun, still maintaining the posture of holding the soul killer, and when he heard Youjun speak, he slowly straightened up, turned around, and sighed: "I said, what you mastered was before I was sixteen years old, as for now, I have already gone to the next level, as for the Shenyin ......" Zhan Yang shook his head and said: "After the Shenyin was created by itself, it's not that I don't want to use it, but I can't use it at all." ”

"And now?"

"......" Zhanyang shook his head, and without further explanation, he stepped aside and sat down.

Youjun was lying on the ground, blood was constantly flowing, he glanced at Zhanyang, and said in surprise: "You don't kill me?" ”

Zhan Yang asked rhetorically: "Why should I kill you?" ”

"You'll regret it."

"After all, you are a part of my body, it would be a pity to kill you, besides, you have achieved so far, it is already amazing."

Youjun smiled: "If you want to be sarcastic, just say it." ”

"Don't think so, with your ability, you are enough to dominate one side, and you can't defeat me because I don't belong to the world."

"Huh?" Youjun was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

"Think about Shen Yin, it is to make the user's whole body breath melt into the heaven and earth, use the sword to drive the air flow, the air flow transforms thousands of qi swords, the air sword can be real or virtual, unpredictable, killing on all sides. This kind of anti-heaven move is never allowed to stay in the world, but why can I use it without being sanctioned by heaven and earth, do you understand? ”

Youjun thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't understand." ”

Zhan Yang smiled: "If you understand, you may know why I didn't die in the first place, and you will know the meaning of my existence to this day." With that, Zhanyang got up and walked out.

Youjun shouted: "You really don't kill me? ”

Zhan Yang stopped, turned back and said, "For the sake of your face as a part of my body, I will let you go this time, but you must remember that if you take a step out of the Valley of Evil Spirits, I will hunt you down until you die." ”

Youjun's body was shocked, and he looked at Zhanyang, who was about to push the door out, when his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Be careful! ”

The room writhed irregularly.

A dark light, lightning slashed towards Zhanyang. Zhan Yang was already alert when he heard the sound, and with a flick of the soul, the figure quickly dodged, but it was too late.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the door collapsed, rolling up the dust.

Zhan Yang was half-kneeling to the side, panting, staring at the dust that covered the sky, blood kept dripping, no matter how fast he was, he still didn't completely dodge, and he left a deep wound on his left chest.

But at this time.

A huge scythe broke through the dust and appeared, approaching with swift and thunderous momentum.

"This is ......" Seeing this huge scythe, Zhanyang was shocked and couldn't help but change color.

With the scythe, a figure rushed out of the dust.

Zhan Yang was shocked and exclaimed: "Pity, pity!? ”

Bang!

Zhanyang was shocked and flew out, hitting the pillar hard, and the pillar broke inch by inch and collapsed.

However, soon, Zhan Yang crawled out of the rubble, ignoring the blood-dripping body, he was stunned, staring at the figure blankly.

Reciprocal!

What's going on?

Zhanyang was a little confused.

At this moment, Liyue was holding a huge scythe, her expression was cold and silent, her eyes were empty and blank, staring directly at Zhanyang, murderous.

The scythe pointed at Zhanyang.

A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Youjun shouted: "Be careful, she is no longer a pity moon." ”

Zhanyang couldn't hear it, he only had mercy in his eyes, but there were monstrous waves in his heart, what was wrong? Could it be that what I saw in the palace was all fake? Isn't she with the Demon Emperor and the others?

Demon Emperor?

By the way, it's the Demon Emperor.

"Demon Emperor!"

Zhan Yang raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound moved the four fields, the sound waves swept away like a violent wind, and the stone pillars cracked layer by layer, as if they were about to collapse at any time. And Youjun and Lianyue, the two of them bent over, covered their ears, and screamed in pain, as if this sound wave could shake people away.

Boundless winds, endless killing intent.

Zhan Yang slammed the ground, his body flew up, his eyes coldly scanned the entire room, and he roared:

"Demon Emperor, get out of here."