Guo Yang was taken aback, he didn't have time to think about it, one person and one knife, the two became one, and suddenly slashed towards Yan Baifei. At the same time, the blue light flashed slightly, and an invisible light shield suddenly reached the top of the swallow's head, forming a layer of protection.

Yan Baifei's palm "banged" on the light mask, and the light mask burst open in an instant, just like the thin ice in spring being struck by lightning and turning into a faint light mist.

The swallow under his palm didn't know what was going on, and his pretty face was so shocked that he lost his color, but his eyes widened and he looked at Guo Yang who flew over.

Yan Baifei laughed, flipped his palm in the air, stunned the swallow with his palm, and suddenly swung out, forming a strange arc, and suddenly attacked Guo Yang.

In order to save people, Guo Yang can be said to have used all his strength, at this time he was in the air, and when he saw that palm attacking, he didn't have time to dodge, so he simply stabbed it.

The Lone Bamboo Knife Technique cooperated with the spiritual power of cultivation, and it was amazingly powerful, and with a scream, the sword had reached Yan Baifei's body.

Seeing that the two of them were about to lose both, Guo Yang was injured at the bottom of Yan Baifei's palm, and Yan Baifei was about to be disemboweled.

Yan Baifei's figure suddenly disappeared, and the amazing palm also disappeared, as if everything was illusory. Guo Yang's knife slashed through the void, and with a soft "click", it turned the luxurious bed into two.

Guo Yang's face changed slightly, and he rolled over, and his backhand was another knife.

With a painful snort, in the void, Yan Baifei's figure flashed, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be injured.

Guo Yang was just about to inhale and make another knife, but he felt that his eyebrows were hot, and his whole body strength was like a deflated pig's urine, and it dissipated with a "poof".

Guo Yang was shocked, twisted his body and rolled, about to use the lazy donkey to roll, helpless and weak, lazy like a drunk, slowly fell to the ground, like a dead dog jumped twice.

In the void, Yan Baifei's figure slowly appeared, but half of his face was cut off by Guo Yang's knife, dripping with blood, his face was pale, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Young man, your knife is very powerful, if it weren't for the fact that I spent ten years of my life to perform the Demon Clan's Transformation Dafa, I would definitely not be your opponent." Yan Baifei sat down beside Guo Yang and said breathlessly.

"You are even more powerful, in order to capture me, you actually created a mutation to disturb my mind, and you took me down with one move, this heart and adaptability, I will never be able to do it." Guo Yang was controlled by Yan Baifei, and he was angry for a while that his adaptability still needed to be improved, and when he met a real master, he tied his hands everywhere, which was very fatal.

"Hehe, I just said, this is your life, you can't escape." Yan Baifei's face was extremely ugly, his already somewhat old face was covered with terrible wrinkles, but he seemed to be in a good mood at the moment.

"Actually, you don't use tricks, you are kind of to discuss, maybe I agreed to come down as soon as my head was hot, there is no need to fight like this." Guo Yang sighed.

"No, young man, I'm not begging you now, I've changed my mind." Yan Baifei said with a smile, the skin on his face visibly began to age, and Guo Yang was secretly frightened.

"What do you want?" Guo Yang asked.

"Quite simply, I'm doing business with you little fox. I'll give you benefits first, and then let you help me fulfill my wish, and I won't owe anything. Yan Bai Fei said.

"You...... What a madman. Guo Yang only smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, the Yan family is crazy, when you marry my niece Wushuang in the future, you will know." Yan Baifei smiled, stretched out his only arm, and regardless of Guo Yang's loud curses and weak kicks, he directly lifted him up, forehead to forehead, and pressed him tightly together.

Guo Yang didn't know what this old madman was going to do, but he was powerless to struggle for a while, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

"Hey, hey, old man Yan, big man Yan, wait......"

Before Guo Yang finished speaking, he felt another tingling pain in the center of his eyebrows, and an extremely rich and cold breath penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, and followed the eight veins of the strange meridians of his whole body to flow rapidly, and finally converged in the dantian spiritual sea.

Guo Yang secretly complained, because he found that this old madman had forcibly injected the power of his demon clan exercises into his body through the center of his eyebrows. Originally, the group of pure spiritual power that had been cultivated so hard all these years was mixed with this completely different power of the exercises, and it actually rolled and boiled in his body, like a scoop of cold water poured into a hot oil pot.

"Ah" screamed, Guo Yang's body was like a sieve, and five of the seven orifices were overflowing with blood, if it weren't for the hands and feet being restrained by Yan Baifei and unable to move, it is estimated that he would have been crazy and dancing.

Old bastard, old madman, old bastard......

Guo Yang's lips trembled, he couldn't speak, and he had already scolded the ancestors of this old madman in his heart.

Gradually, as Yan Baifei's demon clan power continued to pour in, Guo Yang's dantian spirit sea had already turned over the river and the sea, and the two forces of cultivation collided with each other, and frantically poured into the meridians of his whole body, and began to circulate at a high speed without deliberately carrying it.

Guo Yang knew that the exercises he practiced were the authentic sects of the Xuanmen, and the accumulated spiritual power could be called spiritual power, while the accumulated power of the demon clan practiced by Yan Baifei could be called magical power, and the two were completely different, and theoretically they were diametrically opposed. This Yan Baifei fought hard and poured magic power into him, which was really a fatal practice.

"You don't want to fucking die, but don't hurt me!" Guo Yang wanted to open his mouth to scold, but he couldn't make a sound, so he had to roar in his heart.

The matter of cultivating the truth has always been gradual, thick and thin, but Yan Baifei didn't care about this, he just poured out his internal power desperately, and didn't pay attention to Guo Yang's pain at all.

With a cup of tea, seven or eight of Yan Baifei's skills have been forcibly infused into Guo Yang's body.

Guo Yang only felt that his eight veins of the strange meridians had already been burst, and the excess spiritual power and magic power were mixed to form a strange aura, rushing out of the meridians, and entering his bones, muscles, tendons, and even internal organs through the pervasiveness, which directly turned the world upside down, and the pain made Guo Yang die and live.

Those strange breaths were too violent, like hundreds of millions of knives cutting and stabbing, and after a while, a layer of black blood oozed out of Guo Yang's body, mixed with some kind of sticky filth, making him look like a person.

Just when Guo Yang was in pain and wanted to die, he suddenly felt the dantian Linghai roll violently, and after a clear crisp sound, the original dantian Linghai, which was the size of a pigeon's egg, suddenly cracked.

With a heart-rending howl, Guo Yang's mind was hot, and he was about to pass out.

At such a dangerous time, how dare Guo Yang pass out, gritted his teeth fiercely, survived, and regained his clarity.

He clearly felt that a fist-sized dantian spiritual sea was quickly formed in the lower abdomen, and the feeling of extreme swelling and pain was relieved at once, as if the flood had reached the extreme, and suddenly there was a home, and some couldn't wait to pour down.

Guo Yang let out a long breath, feeling the tyrannical overflow of spiritual power and magic power throughout his body, and suddenly began to enter the dantian spiritual sea happily, and there seemed to be no discomfort in his body, and there was no place in his body that was not ironed.

The two completely different cultivation powers, the moment they entered the dantian spiritual sea, they unexpectedly fused to form a new force of vitality!

This new power of cultivation, which was a mixture of spiritual power and magic power, unexpectedly radiated inexplicable vitality after the fusion, circulating rapidly in Guo Yang's meridians, quickly nourishing those meridians that had been destroyed beyond recognition before.

The spirit and demonic qi that originally overflowed to the muscles, bones, and intestines was also like a trickle, slowly seeping into the meridians, and finally being incorporated into the dantian spiritual sea.

Just when Guo Yang was feeling the joy, Yan Baifei was a little bad, he had already poured most of the magic power into Guo Yang's body, at this time, Guo Yang's dantian spirit sea suddenly expanded several times, like a bottomless pit, and began to forcibly devour.

Yan Baifei suddenly found that a powerful devouring force appeared at the center of Guo Yang's eyebrows, and he poured out his remaining magic power more and more frantically, and his body actually withered visibly with the naked eye, like a burnt walnut, hanging on Guo Yang's forehead, shivering.

Originally, it was Yan Baifei who was carrying Guo Yang, but at this moment, it was Guo Yang who sucked Yan Baifei with his forehead.

By the time Guo Yang noticed the abnormality, it was already too late, Yan Baifei fell to the ground with a "click", curled up in a ball, and his body had shrunk several times, thinner than the size of a seven or eight-year-old child.

Guo Yang was dumbfounded and got up.

He felt that his physique had undergone some wonderful changes, it was lighter, softer, and his breath was about to flutter.

The only discomfort is that the whole body is still tingling, obviously the damage to the meridians in the body has not yet healed.

"Hehe, good boy, I didn't disappoint the old man." Yan Baifei curled up, angry like a gossamer, but there was a smile on his face.

"You...... It doesn't have to be this way. Guo Yang squatted down, helped Yan Baifei up and sat upright, and took out a roll of leopard skin for him to lean on.

"Hehe, I originally wanted to dissolve the spiritual power of the Xuanmen in your body, forcibly infuse the magic power, and make you a member of the demon race. Who would have thought that although your kid's spiritual power is weak, he is extremely pure, and he almost killed me. It seems that it can be regarded as a Jiren with his own natural appearance. ”

Yan Baifei was out of breath, but he still had to struggled to speak.

Guo Yang squatted beside Yan Baifei, looking at this crazy old man who almost killed himself, his mood was complicated, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Yan Baifei is a man, thoughtful, and his mental adaptability is beyond his ability, especially his decision to kill, which is not muddy at all. It's just a pity that he was born in the royal family of Nanyan and got into the troubled waters of the palace coup, so he ended up like this, which is really embarrassing.

"You...... What's the trouble with that? Guo Yang shook his head and sighed.

"You promised?" Yan Baifei laughed, as if he had calculated Guo Yang's heart.

Guo Yang nodded slightly and said, "I promise you." ”

Yan Baifei became excited, his old tears were rampant, and he held back for a while before he spit out a sentence: "Snake bones, blood jade." ”

The only arm staggered forward and slowly stretched out a finger.

Following the direction of that point, what Guo Yang saw was a mess of dry bones.

"Yan Daxia, what do you mean?" Guo Yang stared at it, but found nothing, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Looking down, the old man in his arms was already dead of anger.