Harinaohai really hit the plan, and was provoked by Guo Yang's three words, and he shouted violently, turning his hand is a palm.

This palm volleyed out in the air, and after more than ten steps, it was instantaneous, and a dark red palm print arrived in front of Guo Yang.

Guo Yang has long been ready to go, just waiting for Harinaohai to make a move.

He expected that under the anger of his opponent, it would be a fatal blow, so he did not dare to confront it head-on, and a lazy donkey rolled around, which could avoid the sharp blow.

With a strong and fiery aura, the dark red palm print smashed on the ground three or four feet away, with a dull loud bang, dusty and dusty, mixed with wisps of green smoke, curling around, it was actually with the spiritual power of the fire attribute, and instantly blasted the ground out of a big pit.

Cultivation of true spells!

Guo Yang's face turned pale, and his heart beat wildly.

This kind of cultivation spell attack of Harinao Sea, Guo Yang has never seen it.

In fact, it is no wonder that although Guo Yang said that as a cultivator, the power of spirit and demons was quite pure, but he had never been exposed to real spells.

The only exercise he can use is a set of half-hung demon clan exercises, and he has never used them against the enemy, so Guo Yang easily did not dare to reveal the details of his exercises.

Harinaohai made a move, and there were three palms in succession, each palm was shot out of the air, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, like thunder, and Guo Yang was suppressed without resistance.

Under the attack of this fire-attribute cultivation spell, Guo Yang could only rely on his own swift body to maneuver with him, and he could avoid it every time, and he was almost hit.

"Little mongrel, let you taste the flame palm of Grandpa Harinaohai, haha!" Harinao Hai carried the power of cultivation and kept splitting out the flame palm, while laughing wildly, extremely proud.

His cultivation was originally similar to Guo Yang's, stagnating at a certain bottleneck, who expected, when Guo Yang sneaked up on Bagen Divine Peak, he was forced to be in a hurry, and took a risk, and directly resorted to a yin trick to forcibly devour the cultivation of his twelve disciples, and actually broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop.

If it weren't for the fact that he urgently needed to find a secluded place to cultivate in order to stabilize his cultivation, he wanted to rush out and fight Guo Yang at that time.

At this moment, seeing that Guo Yang was forced to hug his head by his own flaming palm, he was proud in his heart.

Guo Yang secretly complained in the palm of the thunderous flames, and his mind was in a hurry, but he really couldn't fight against it.

If he has the power of a spirit and a demon, but he doesn't have a suitable cultivation spell, it's like a three-year-old child who has obtained a hundred years of cultivation, but he can't fully use it at all.

"Guo Yang's little chop, how about Grandpa's flame palm? Don't be afraid, you are cheap, you will not die easily, don't jump around like a wild dog, it is so hard to chase Lao Tzu! ”

Harinaohai laughed, and just by splitting a palm from a distance, a dark red palm mark suddenly struck out, chasing Guo Yang up and down, embarrassed.

The grassland people around held their breath, looking at the fighting methods of these two people, no one could intervene, and at the same time, no one dared to intervene.

These two mad dogs will cause trouble for anyone they provoke.

Dodging more than ten flame palms, Guo Yang tried his best to run the power of the spirit and demons in his body to the extreme, and his body was naturally as fast as a spirit fox, which made Harinaohai a little surprised.

He also seemed to see that Guo Yang, a little clump, seemed to have a spiritual power, but he couldn't apply it freely, which made him slowly feel at ease.

In the cultivation world, there have been similar situations, some people who have taken shit luck, because of various coincidences, step into the cultivation of the truth, and their spiritual power is extremely pure, but they have not learned the corresponding cultivation spells, and they can only be regarded as strengthening their bodies.

On this trip to Harinaohai, Guo Yang's appearance was just an accident.

He originally wanted to return to the grassland first, wipe out the Tengger tribe, clean up the old department, and plan to make a comeback.

It just so happened that Guo Yang's little miscellaneous piece actually died by himself and returned to the grassland in advance, so it was just right to kill and deter those wall grasses, which could save a lot of trouble.

Guo Yang wanted to use the demon clan exercises several times, but he didn't have a chance, and the flame palm of Harinao Sea instantly came, chasing him and hitting him, bombarding the surrounding ground with more than a dozen big pits, which made him feel terrified.

He could also pull out the knife and fight it with the Lone Bamboo Knife Technique, but he thought twice and gave up.

The idea of using secular martial arts to fight against cultivation spells is a bit stupid.

Mr. Wild Fox, who was sitting on the wooden couch, squinted his eyes, looking at the fighting method between Guo Yang and Harinaohai, his face was slightly surprised, he probably didn't expect that Guo Yang, who was armed with the power of spirits and demons, didn't have an attack spell that he could handle?

However, Guo Yang's body technique is indeed fast, and under the fierce attack of the flame palm, he can actually move with ease, although it is thrilling, but he can always avoid it.

After a while, Guo Yang's forehead was sweaty and a little embarrassed.

Harinaohai laughed, flipped his palm, changed his palm to a finger, bent his fingers and flicked his fingers, and turned the flame palm into a small ball of light, attacking Guo Yang more quickly.

As a result, Guo Yang is even more bitter.

With a flick of his fingers, it was a small ball of hot light particles, silently, but the power was undiminished, and a ball of light flame the size of a grain of rice could bombard the ground into a deep pit the size of a skull.

This kind of small light particle should be the fireball technique in the cultivation of the true exercises, Guo Yang has only seen it in some classics, but he has never seen the secret of cultivation.

Guo Yang dodged with all his might, and at the same time secretly counted in his heart, he found that Harinaohai had released more than 20 fireball techniques at this moment.

He had seen on some parchment scrolls that the Fireball Technique was the most powerful among the low-level cultivation techniques of the Xuanmen, with high damage and fast speed, and the only drawback was that it consumed a lot of spiritual power.

With the power of the spirit and demons in Guo Yang's body, it is estimated that he can cast a maximum of eighteen or nineteen fireball techniques.

Harinaohai's cultivation was one or two points higher than him, and Guo Yang estimated that he could release a maximum of thirty fire bombs.

After Harinaohai released more than 20 fireballs, his face began to turn a little pale, although he forced Guo Yang to jump around, but he didn't hurt anyone at all, which couldn't help but make him a little anxious.

"Hahaha, little crumbs, bouncing, when did the little fox become a rabbit?"

Harinaohai mocked Guo Yang loudly, took a sharp breath, took a big step, pinched the trick with both hands, like an orchid, and with a flick of the light, a gust of wind shot towards Guo Yang.

"Wind Blade?" Guo Yang's heart jumped, he didn't dare to slack off, and he was three or four feet away in a flash.

Before he could stand firm on his feet, the wind blade technique turned a corner in the air, whirled around, and chased Guo Yang's body and slashed over.

Guo Yang rolled directly on a lazy donkey, and rolled out seven or eight steps close to the ground, and he was already shocked into a cold sweat.

There was a slight stinging pain in his shoulder, and he touched it and grabbed a handful of blood, but his shoulder was finally injured by a wind blade technique.

In the cultivation spell, the power of the Wind Blade Technique is much lower than that of the Fireball Technique, but there is one advantage, which is incomparable to the Flame Palm and Fire Bomb Technique, and that is its flexibility.

The Wind Blade is as fast as lightning in the air and silent, making it ideal for sneak attacks, and by the time the opponent notices the air fluctuations, the Wind Blade has already slashed into the body.

This kind of low-level spell has always been the favorite of cultivators, because it consumes very little spiritual power, and it can spin in the air, which is difficult to guard.

"Guo Yang, run your mother's legs, it's a man, just fight with me in a dignified manner!" Harinaohai saw that a wind blade technique injured Guo Yang, and his spirit was greatly lifted, and he flicked his fingers in a row, and in more than a dozen breaths, he released five or six wind blade techniques, and chased Guo Yang with his head and rat.

The mink robe on Guo Yang's body had already been cut by the wind blade seven or eight times, and although he was not injured, he was already embarrassed.

The steppe people were dumbfounded, they had always ridden horses, bent bows and arrows, and at most played with knives, and the cultivators' miraculous spell attacks were only heard of in the myths and stories passed down from generation to generation.

Seeing that Harinaohai looked calm and complacent, and then looked at Guo Yang, who was bloodstained and embarrassed, everyone's hearts were quite complicated.

Speaking from the heart, they all hope that Guo Yang will win and kill this Harinao Sea.

But the situation in front of him seems to be a little bad, Guo Yang was chased and beaten by the jackal dog Harinaohai, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

It was Mr. Wild Fox, who took a handful of wine, drank it slowly, looked at Guo Yang and Harinaohai, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the audience, the only two people who were worried about Guo Yang were Qinghu and the other was the old patriarch Jida.

Especially the green fox, a chubby little hand tightly grasped Mr. Wild Fox's arm, looking at Guo Yang intently, full of concern.

"Little chopper, isn't your tongue very powerful? Go on? Why don't you say it? ”

Harinaohai laughed, and from time to time his fingertips shot out an extremely fast wind blade, chasing Guo Yang to jump and run, and kept using his trick to roll on the lazy donkey.

"Jackal Dog Harinao Hai, if you have the ability, you can stand there and release the wind blade technique for a whole day?"

Although Guo Yang didn't have a powerful spell to fight back, he blindly dodged, and he could barely cope with it for a while, so he took the time to say with a smile.

"Hehe, death is on the verge of death, and you have to be hard-mouthed, little beast, Lao Tzu is really reluctant to kill you." Harinauhai said.

"If you don't want to kill me, then don't do it, idiot!" Guo Yang rolled on a lazy donkey, avoiding a whirling wind blade, and said with a smile.

"Guo Yang, what is the name of your kung fu that looks like a donkey rolling? How come I haven't seen it? Harinauhai laughed.

Guo Yang wanted to fight back, but he was really in a hurry by two consecutive wind blades, so he had to give up.

"Aren't you very good at fighting? Oh, forgot, you are very capable of yin, with the sinister nature of your farming tribesmen, ran to the grassland, if I hadn't come in time to Hazhnaohai, maybe you would have deceived us steppe people. ”

The more Hazhnao Sea fought, the more proud he became, and he got a little carried away, and while unleashing the Wind Blade Technique, he kept babbling, and his face was full of mocking smiles.

"Hazhnau, wait!" Guo Yang avoided a wind blade and shouted loudly.