Duanmu Ya's hands were closed, and he hastily mobilized his true qi, transported it to his palms, and made a huge handprint seven meters long downward.

"Broken!"

Cao Ying, the man in black, quickly twisted his wrist, and the four-foot-long sword was handed forward, and thirty-six sword shadows erupted, breaking Duanmu Ya's hand seal and stabbing at her again.

Duanmuya stretched out two fingers and pinched them into a sword trick, which collided with Cao Ying's sword, making a "bang" sound.

With the two of them as the center, the qi burst out, forming thousands of sharp sword qi, filling the entire courtyard.

"Boom!"

The buildings collapsed one after another, leaving sword holes the size of bowls on the walls, and even the ground was hit into potholes.

Hearing the sound of battle, the Demon Sect warriors rushed over from all directions, but how could their strength compete with the powerhouses of the Fish and Dragon Realm?

As soon as they rushed into the courtyard, they were pierced through their bodies by the sword qi flying everywhere, and they died on the spot.

Zhang Ruochen watched all this silently and shook his head gently.

The masters of the Fish and Dragon Realm are fighting, and the warriors of the Earth Extreme Realm and the Heavenly Extreme Realm also dare to approach, they simply don't know whether they are alive or dead. Even if he wanted to save people, he couldn't save so much.

The Demon Sect and the black market are competing, and Zhang Ruochen doesn't want to meddle in it at all. After all, when he came to the Eastern Regions Evil Land, he had to be cautious, and if he could not provoke right and wrong, he would try not to provoke him, so as not to expose his identity.

His goal, as long as one, is to kill Emperor One.

Duanmuya fell to the ground in a hurry, and the five fingers of her right hand became bloody.

Obviously, in the fight just now, she fell into the disadvantage.

Cao Ying also fell to the ground, holding a long sword, walked over, and snorted coldly: "The chief helmsman of the Demon Sect is nothing more than that. ”

"If I hadn't been poisoned, you two would have been my opponents. ”

Duanmuya's breath was a little weak, and her arms kept shaking.

Fang Jie walked up from the rear and said with a cruel smile: "Duanmu Ya, you can't escape today!"

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a faint sound of breaking wind sounded.

A cyan cow hair needle flew out from the direction of Danta and hit Fang Jie's vest.

Fang Jie's ears moved, he turned around quickly, and swung his short spear forward, hitting the thin cyan needle.

With a "bang", the cyan needle suddenly shattered, forming a powerful energy storm that shook Fang Jie back three steps in a row.

"Broken needle!"

Fang Jie's eagle-like eyes, showing an angry expression, looked around, and said sharply, "What person? Get out." ”

The Breaking Gang Needle, an eighth-order true martial weapon, can break through the monk's protective qi, as long as it pierces the monk's body, it will immediately shatter, releasing powerful energy.

Even if he is a strong man in the sixth transformation of the fish dragon, once he is hit, he will be more than lucky.

On the periphery of the courtyard, there was a rapid sound of wind, as if someone was quickly performing his tricks and changing directions, sometimes appearing in the east, sometimes in the west, which was completely unpredictable.

A rather vast woman's voice sounded in the air: "Fang Jie, Cao Ying, you two are so bold, you actually dare to deal with the people of the Moon God Sect, believe it or not, your Blood Cloud Sect will be wiped out because of this?"

The woman who is hidden in the shadows integrates her true qi into her voice, forming a sharp sonic power.

Cao Ying's eyes were very cold, and he said, "Since Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden has already come, why didn't she show up to see her?"

Obviously, Cao Ying and Fang Jie came prepared, so they knew very well that Duanmu Ya and the Demon Sect Holy Maiden were both leaving the original city.

Zhang Ruochen's heart shook slightly, and he raised his head and looked in the direction of Danta. He could be sure that the voice just now was indeed the voice of the Duanjupiter Spirit.

Could it be that she left the Holy Courtyard and returned to the Demon Sect?

At the beginning, when Trillion Yuan went to the Holy King's Mansion to arrest Zhang Ruochen, he was charged with colluding with the Demon Sect and killing the soldiers of the Ruin Realm.

Since the military department can even find out about this matter, it is estimated that it will also find out the true identity of the Duanjupiter Spirit through what happened in the Wood Spirit Ruins.

Now that his identity has been revealed, Duanmu Xingling can naturally only return to the Demon Sect.

Zhang Ruochen transported his true qi to the meridians of his eyes, began to carefully observe the surroundings, and soon found the figure of the Duanjupiter Spirit.

Although her body is very fast, her cultivation is too low, how can she hide it from Zhang Ruochen's eyes?

"Lingxi, you run away. Duanmu Ya said.

"There is no escape. ”

Fang Jie's eyes were cold, and he quickly locked on to Mu Lingxi's position, so he quickly flew out.

With a bang, he directly smashed through the wall with his body, stretched out a big hand, and grabbed Mu Lingxi's left shoulder.

Duanmuya wanted to go to the rescue, but was repelled by Cao Ying. Instead, Cao Ying stabbed her in the abdomen with a sword, leaving a sword wound that was neither shallow nor deep.

With the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Wood Spirit Xitian Extreme Realm, who is Fang Jie's opponent?

With just one move, Mu Lingxi was captured by Fang Jie.

"The Holy Maiden of the Moon Demon Sect is nothing more than that. ”

Fang Jie's five fingers tightly clasped Mu Lingxi's left shoulder, and the toxins on her fingers corroded her battle suit to the point of black poisonous smoke.

Fortunately, Mu Lingxi was wearing a battle suit, otherwise, the toxins on Fang Jie's hands would have corroded her skin into pus and blood.

"If it weren't for my cultivation being sealed, how could you be my opponent?" Mu Lingxi said in a cold voice.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a white ancient sword flew out from the pupil of Mu Lingxi's left eye, stabbing at Fang Jie's heart.

The white ancient sword was originally thinner than a needle, but when it pierced Fang Jie's heart, it immediately became five feet long and turned into a holy sword.

On the surface of the sword body, there were blood-red ancient inscriptions floating up and down, making the power of the white ancient sword more and more powerful.

Fang Jie is also worthy of being an experienced old devil, although he was successfully attacked by Mu Lingxi, but in the shortest possible time, he reacted.

"Wow!"

He let go of Mu Lingxi's left shoulder, exerted force on his legs, and burst back backwards.

Fang Jie looked at the bloodstains in his heart, and then looked at the white ancient sword in Mu Lingxi's hand, his eyes became extremely cold, and he laughed and said, "Okay! What a holy sword! Your Highness the Holy Maiden, your holy sword, from now on, it will be mine!"

Fang Jie secretly gathered his strength and walked towards Mu Lingxi step by step.

Mu Lingxi kept retreating as if he was facing a great enemy, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his pale forehead.

Even if she is a Demon Sect Holy Maiden and has many hole cards on her body, after all, the difference between her and Fang Jie's cultivation is too huge. If he fought Fang Jie head-on, he had no chance of winning at all.

Moreover, when Fang Jie clasped her left shoulder just now, he used dark energy, causing her left arm to completely dislocate, and now, she couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

In fact, Mu Lingxi could have used the Holy Decree and fled from this place immediately.

However, it was impossible for her to leave Duanmuya alone, so knowing that she was not Fang Jie's opponent, she could only fight hard and try her best to find opportunities to get together with Duanmuya.

Zhang Ruochen was really a little worried that Duanmu Xingling would suffer a big loss in Fang Jie's hands, so he couldn't help but say: "Two big men, bullying two weak women, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Fang Jie stopped, glanced in Zhang Ruochen's direction, and said coldly: "Boy, the old man is the eighth killer of the Blood Cloud Sect, Fang Jie. If you know each other, you'd better stay there and drink tea and don't meddle in the matter. ”

Zhang Ruochen sat at the table, his fingers playing with the jade teacup, and said with a smile: "Blood Cloud Sect! If the proprietress is captured by you, who am I going to do business with?"

Zhang Ruochen deliberately changed his voice a few points to appear more light-hearted, making people feel that he was an unruly young high-roller.

Mu Lingxi glanced at the young man sitting by the pond, because it was separated by a pillar, so she couldn't see the young man's figure clearly.

Fang Jie snorted coldly: "Wait until the old man, capture the Demon Sect Holy Maiden, and then come to clean you up." ”

Fang Jie's ten fingers of his hands bent rapidly, forming two black claws, and he displayed a ghost-level inferior martial art, the White Bone Ghost Claw.

The White Bone Ghost Claw is evolved from the top claw martial art "Hell Ghost King Claw" of the Black Market Yipintang, although the power is far less than the Hell Ghost King Claw, it is also a very vicious and advanced claw martial art.

"Giggles!"

Fang Jie's ten fingers kept getting longer, and he quickly grabbed at Mu Lingxi.

Before the claws hit Mu Lingxi's body, dozens of huge white bone paw prints formed in the air.

In an instant, the space was full of shadows of claws, creating a scene like flying sand and stones. At the same time, wisps of poisonous gas condensed into a poisonous cloud, completely enveloping him and Mu Lingxi.

With Mu Lingxi's cultivation, even if he had a holy sword, it would be impossible to block Fang Jie's white bone ghost claws, so he could only keep retreating.

Seeing that the white bone ghost claw was about to hit Mu Lingxi's body.

Zhang Ruochen sighed, stretched out a finger, and pointed to the sky.

The aura of heaven and earth quickly converged and condensed into thunder and lightning.

"Smack!"

A thunderbolt the thickness of a wine glass slashed down in mid-air and hit the top of Fang Jie's head.

Suddenly, all paw prints and poisonous gas dissipated.

Fang Jie's whole body became charred, and all his hair stood up, especially on the top of his head, his scalp was cracked, and blood continued to gush out.

The blow just now, of course, also alarmed Duanmu Ya and Cao Ying, who were fighting.

The two of them stopped fighting at the same time, retreated separately, and stared at Zhang Ruochen.

"Psychic Master?"

Cao Ying's face showed a serious look and began to be vigilant.

With Fang Jie's cultivation, he couldn't dodge the attack of his spiritual power, which showed that this person's spiritual power must be very strong.

You must know that a spiritual power master, if he has a spiritual power magic weapon and casts powerful spells, he is definitely a terrifying existence, and he can fight against a group of martial artists of the same realm with his own strength.

In the same realm, a martial artist is not an opponent of a spiritual power master at all.

Duanmu Ya was quite surprised, staring at the mysterious man wearing a metal mask, but she didn't expect that this person turned out to be a noble spiritual power master.