PS: Sixth Update! The monthly pass is rising, and we are still working on it! As I said, there will be at least seven watches today, and I think the result should be more than seven watches.

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Xiao Yang smiled slightly, clenched his fist lightly, and felt the strength of the new life.

There is indeed a qualitative difference between the image and the real qi.

It's no wonder that when Xiao Yang defeated the Nine Transformation Black and White Throne, it caused such a shock.

"Although it is a change in the image, however, the speed of the Attached Shadow's cultivation will be faster than mine, and I believe that it will soon be stronger than the strength of my deity, and once it is put into battle, it will definitely shock many people again."

Xiao Yang is looking forward to the scene of the image attaching its power in modern times.

At night, the elite squad trained even more frantically.

In these few battles in the Golden Triangle, everyone in the elite squad felt their weakness. In front of the real strong, it is simply not in the stream. This is a blow to the geniuses of the elite squad.

Of course, the brave rise up in the blow, and the loser falls in the blow.

The elite squad, which obviously belongs to the former, is ashamed and courageous, and trains like crazy.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, after Xiao Yang gave the order, that he dragged his exhausted bodies into their respective tents one by one to rest.

"It seems that the Golden Triangle is really a place to stimulate these geniuses." Xiao Yang's figure jumped and landed on the branch, smiled slightly, and did not feel sleepy, so he simply kept up the night.

The night breeze blew, Xiao Yang's eyes closed lightly, and he quietly felt the ubiquitous wind. In my mind, I kept deducing the second form of the wind sword, revising it over and over again, but it still couldn't take shape. In the process of epiphany during the day, Xiao Yang has realized the basic prototype of the second form, as long as there is a certain amount of time to improve, Xiao Yang believes that it should not be a problem for him to create the second form at all.

The unpredictable mountain breeze blows from time to time.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang opened his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his eyes to glance at a higher mountain peak in the distance.

In a moment, Xiao Yang's figure moved, dissipating on the branches like a wisp of green smoke, and even a small bird parked beside him didn't notice it. The figure flew extremely fast, swept towards the peak like an arrow, and soon approached the peak of the mountain.

Several figures fell into Xiao Yang's eyes.

"Brother Kim?" Xiao Yang was slightly surprised, and his figure was parked on a boulder.

What appeared in Xiao Yang's eyes was the Jin Wen Throne, as well as the three right branch thrones, and in addition, there were ...... Black and white throne!

The black and white throne is the person of the left branch, and now together with the Jin Wen throne and others, it really surprised Xiao Yang very much.

"Brother Xiao, we meet again." Jin Wen Zun smiled and walked towards Xiao Yang.

"You broke through?" At this time, his eyes had been staring at Xiao Yang's black and white throne, and his face changed slightly.

"Breakthrough?" Jin Wen Zunzao stopped, looked at Xiao Yang a few times, and was immediately overjoyed, "It's really broken through, congratulations to Brother Xiao." ”

Xiao Yang smiled slightly.

The Jin Wen Throne quickly explained his intentions, and when he heard that it was the Red Sword Throne that sent the Jin Wen Throne to the Golden Triangle to secretly protect himself at any time, Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

He may not be able to cure the three elders of the cold cave, if the sword venerable vein is exposed in advance, compared to the strength of the dragon protection family, the sword venerable vein is simply vulnerable. And the Red Sword Throne was so decisive that he gave the order to keep himself.

"Brother Jin, thank you for going back for me." Xiao Yang groaned for a while, raised his eyes and spoke.

Jin Wen was stunned, "Brother Xiao, what do you mean...... Let's go back? ”

"That's right." Xiao Yang nodded and said with a light smile, "Although the Golden Triangle is full of dangers, I still have the strength to save my life. What's more, I know the strength of my squad, and I won't fight too much danger in order to take care of them. So, Brother Jin, there is no need for you to risk exposing the Sword Sect to appear in the Golden Triangle at this time. ”

The Blood Night Organization is almost everywhere in the Golden Triangle, and what Xiao Yang is worried about is that they have revealed their identities before they can make a move. In addition to the Dragon Guardian Family, Xiao Yang is also worried about a mysterious organization with a long history like the Blood Night Organization. The longer the history, the more secrets of the Dao may be known, on the contrary, some ordinary family sects in Yanhuang, Xiao Yang is not too worried, when he performed the Qinglian Sword Song in Fuda, there was no dragon protection family present, and no one found out that it was about the sword venerable?

is because before Qinglian Sword Song, only Li Taibai was pregnant. The Sword Zun lineage has disappeared for another hundred years, except for the Dragon Protector Family and a very small number of people, the ordinary family sects have long since remembered the Sword Zun lineage, and some even don't know the existence of the Dao Dragon Guardian Family.

Jin Wenzun hesitated, shook his head and said, "Brother Xiao, you don't know the Dao, according to intelligence, during this time, there are many sects in Yanhuang, as well as a few hidden old monsters, powerhouses on the god list, and even a dragon protection family...... There seem to be signs of moving closer to this side......"

"It's because of this that the Sword Sect has to keep a low profile." Xiao Yang waved his hand with a firm expression, he couldn't harm the Sword Sect because of himself, and let the Sword Sect's hundred-year latent achievements fall short. said in a deep voice, "Brother Jin, believe that I have the strength to protect myself. ”

"Humph! Whether there is the strength of self-preservation, I know it from the side. A cold voice rang out.

Black and white throne.

Jin Wenzun's voice sounded in Xiao Yang's ears like a mosquito, "Hei Bai has received the consent of the Red Sword Throne, he can challenge you once, he knew that after I came out to protect you, he also applied to follow, and threatened to compare with you." ”

"Compare the high?" The corners of Xiao Yang's mouth curled slightly, his eyes looked at the black and white throne, and he said lightly, "The black and white throne, you were defeated last night." ”

The face of the black and white throne suddenly twitched, his face changed a little, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Today is not last night, Xiao Yang, do you dare to fight with me on the top of this mountain tonight." ”

How dare you?

How dare you?

Dare!

Several honorable seats stared at Xiao Yang one after another, and everyone knew in their hearts that if there was a battle this time, the black and white honorable seats would definitely go all out from the beginning and spare no effort.

Xiao Yang, can he withstand the fierce attack of the Black and White Throne with all his strength at the beginning?

Jin Wen Zunzao also looked at Xiao Yang with a little worry, but he was silent.

He knew that this brother was measured.

The mountain breeze blew up, Xiao Yang's hair rose slightly, the moonlight spread down, his eyes were as clear as a stream of autumn water, as bright as stars, and he glanced directly at the black and white throne, "After this war, don't bother me." ”

The faces of the people were stunned.

The tone of Xiao Yang's words seemed to have won the black and white throne.

Judging from his momentum, demeanor, and tone, he has absolute confidence.

The eyes of the black and white venerable seat were cold, and the corners of his mouth sneered, "After this battle, the deity will naturally not look at the defeated generals of his subordinates again." ”

Xiao Yang smiled suddenly, and his voice seemed to spread with the wind to the top of the mountain, and a burst of sword intent spread out all over his body.

Shout!

The sword light pierced the night, and an ordinary long sword in Xiao Yang's palm pointed diagonally ahead.

raised his face and looked at the black and white throne in an indifferent tone, "Winning is winning, losing is losing, black and white, listen, some people, you can't compare." ”

Arrogant, flamboyant!

Or even ...... Arrogant!

The cold eyes of the black and white throne even burst into a cloud of intense anger in an instant.

Talented?

I'm a genius myself!

Xiao Yang has indeed created a history of the Sword Venerable now, but he may not be able to succeed in the future. The road to martial arts, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. Even if Xiao Yang is trapped in the transformation of the image for the rest of his life, it is not surprising at all.

"Nine swords fly!"

The black and white throne burst into applause.

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!

Inside the robe of the black and white throne, a long sword with a sharp edge flew out in an instant, hovering above the night sky.

The sharp and cold sword intent instantly spread to the heavens and the earth.

The nine swords are the nine incarnations of the black and white throne.

Most of the thrones of the Sword Venerable lineage have their own avatars attached to the image and evolved into the appearance of a long sword.

The sword is the sharpest means of attack of the Sword Sect.

Nine swords fly together, and it is the strongest means of attack for the Black and White Throne.

"Sure enough, there was no reservation at the beginning." On the side, Jin Wenzun frowned, "Black and white uses the image attachment, which has the defensive function of automatically protecting the divine sense, and Brother Xiao's spiritual attack, I don't know if the Dao can still work." "Jin Wen Zun Throne learned from the mouth of the Black and White Venerable Throne that Xiao Yang had a means of spiritual attack.

"Nine swords flying?"

Xiao Yang raised his face and smiled, as if he was in the wind, he moved against the wind, and directly raised his sword to win the nine flying swords in the air.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

"Want to shake my Nine Avatars? Bite off more than one can chew. The Black and White Venerable Throne sneered, and his arm suddenly waved rapidly, "Nine Palace Sword Formation!" "Nine sharp swords, showing a mysterious strangulation posture, struck towards Xiao Yangfei.

In an instant, the nine swords fell in different directions, forming a nine-palace formation, and the sword light suddenly soared.

"It's amazing." Xiao Yang's hearty voice still echoed in the wind, and he was in the middle of the sword array, he was not afraid, he wanted to see what was so powerful about this Nine Palace Sword Array!

The avatar is attached, it is really a phantom existence, even if it has a substantial attack, it is like a sword qi. If Xiao Yang is willing, he can break this sword array attack in an instant with a single thought of the Dao Shaking Technique.

Dao shaking technique is the nemesis of the image attachment!

However, Xiao Yang did not intend to do so.

Breaking through to the transformation of the image, Xiao Yang felt that his internal qi had improved a lot, and the strength of his body made Xiao Yang full of incomparable confidence, he wanted to defeat the Black and White Venerable Throne with his pure swordsmanship.

"It's easy!"

"The Blue Lotus Venerable Throne is stronger!"

"It's incredible, in just one day, he is like being empowered, and his strength has skyrocketed."

"In the realm of transformation and transformation, it actually has a strength comparable to nine changes?"

Wind!

At the top of the mountain, the wind is blowing and blowing.

The figure moves against the wind.

Suddenly, when everyone was talking about Xiao Yang's ease of dodging under the fierce attack of the black and white throne, Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly flashed with lightning.

Wrist movements.

Counterattack!

"The first style of the wind sword, a flash like lightning!"

At this moment, Xiao Yang really used his wind sword with all his strength for the first time.

The sword is like the wind, and the wind contains the sword.

Where there is wind, it is where the sword light spreads.

Shout!

That kind of speed is better than lightning.

Rumble! Boom!

The Nine Great Avatars were attached to the Image, which was destroyed and crushed almost instantly.

In an instant, the sword light flashed away.

Freeze the frame!

The tip of Xiao Yang's sword was against the throat of the black and white throne, and the clothes on his body fluttered in the wind, looking at the black and white throne with an indifferent expression.

"There are some people you can't compare!"