"Huh? It's still the acquired realm, which kid is this? Deyang Daoren, who originally thought that he could subdue Yang Fan at once, was a little surprised, "It's a little interesting, it's a little interesting." "His figure lingered in the darkness of the night, and there seemed to be no trace of him.

The embroidered spring knife in Yang Fan's hand shook, and Yang Fan, who was bounced away, quickly burst up, kicked on the trunk of the tree, and kept changing directions. There seemed to be a flash of pupil flame in his eyes, and he was gradually able to see the black shadow.

Every time he took advantage of the moment he was hit by the dust, he slapped it on the trunk of the tree and hid left and right in the forest.

The old Taoist seemed to be a little annoyed, and suddenly saw the fire on this mountain, and he was even more angry, the winter was dry, and some dead branches and leaves of the grass and trees would easily spread the fire. ”

This time, the dust of the old way was crushed again. Yang Fan immediately felt that the surging and tumbling power in the dantian once again manifested into the appearance of a double deity, and Yang Fan had not felt such a state for a long time. At the beginning of the Twelve Tombs, Yang Fan at that time had not yet had the acquired realm, and was in a state of chaos, so naturally he did not see the two Dharma Figures manifested behind him. This time it was different, he clearly felt that the two yellow and blue forces in the dantian had a qualitative leap at the moment when they turned into two deities.

Seeing Yang Fan standing still, the people of Deyang Dao thought that he had given up resistance, so he appeared, walked towards Yang Fan, and said: "Your skill, it seems that even in the army, it is not a small rank, no wonder you dare to fight against fire on the mountain." His body gradually walked in front of Yang Fan, and the moment he saw Yang Fan raise his head, Deyang Daoist encountered a picture that had lived for most of his life, which made him rarely stunned.

He clearly saw the blue and gold light in this young man's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, and secretly said What kind of magic is this.

Deyang Daoren's eyes became fierce, and all ways that violated the Dao system were damned. He shouted: "I have learned a lot of demon art in the left side of the rivers and lakes, see how the old way will transform you!" ”

The invisible internal force spreads out and is endless. The internal forces diffuse in the form of water waves. This is a secret technique that is not passed on by Taoism. Lao Dao was born in orthodox Taoism, so he naturally has some ability, otherwise it would be impossible to start a sect here.

Airplanes!

Yang Fan instantly felt like his head was about to burst, which was a pain that was not **. It's a nervous stimulus. The Dharma in the dantian was suddenly stunned, and Yang Fan felt that his ears and eyes were suddenly clear, and the faint stinging sensation disappeared in an instant. He raised his knife and instantly killed in front of Lao Dao.

"Drink!" Yang Fan's eyes were like two pearls in the night, and his body was hidden due to the law. In the dark night, it is like a psychic jade, exuding a radiant luster. Yang Fan may not be very clear, the strength of this old way is already above the acquired realm, stepping into the innate realm, as if crossing a watershed.

Deyang Dao people have never seen such a fierce young man, and the key point is that this one who is obviously only in the acquired realm actually makes him feel a trace of jealousy, especially those eyes, which are especially terrifying. In my impression, it may be the eyes of some foxes and cats. will have the ability to shine. Of course, that's not really a glow. But the young man's eyes really looked like flames were coming out.

The embroidered spring knife slashed, and the old way shook off the dust, but he didn't expect to be forced back by this cold knife qi. "This ...... This ......" Deyang Daoist was a little stammered.

Yang Fan understood that this was the best time, he knew that the strength of this Daoist was by no means comparable to his own, and the best way was to take advantage of the fact that the old Daoist had not yet understood what it was, and then retreat, or at least drag it to the army under the mountain.

Yang Fan frantically rushed towards the Deyang Daoist, like an arrow from the string, a little incredibly fast. Embroidered spring knife in hand. Without any scruples, he patted at Deyang Daoren.

"Bastard!" Deyang Daoist waved his sleeves, and a majestic internal force fanned towards Yang Fan, and he suddenly remembered that he was an innate realm, and the other party was just an acquired realm. was really shocked by an acquired posterity, so he Deyang didn't have to mix in Huguang's generation.

Deyang Daoren glanced at it in shock, raised his eyebrows, agitated his robe, and directly shook the embroidered spring knife that was waved, and shouted: "You are really a top master!" Look at the moves! ”

Yang Fan's sleeves were shredded in an instant. A powerful wind danced, instantly shattering the two Dharma phases in Yang Fan's dantian, and in an instant, Yang Fan felt the powerful pressure again, his pupils shrank, and at the moment when the internal force dissipated and the law phase collapsed, he drew his knife and retreated violently.

Yang Fan gasped and felt as if his body was being emptied. The embroidered spring knife was stuck in the ground, he held the trunk of the tree on one side, the handle of the knife, but his ears listened to the sound gradually coming from the bottom of the mountain.

That's right, when I saw the flames of the cottage, the neat army opened and surrounded the past in an orderly manner. The mountain bandits who had just fled down above saw that the bright light was gradually surrounding, and it was really a fire on the mountain and soldiers on the mountain, so they could only rush down.

"Stop!"

The voice came from afar, silent for a moment.

"Deyang, sell me to face and let this kid go." An old man in a black robe floated in the air, looking at Yang Fan who was out of strength under his eyes, if he felt it a moment later, it was estimated that Yang Fan was a fish on the chopping board, and he was slaughtered.

"Herald? Why is this kid your son? Deyang Daoren sneered, "I heard that the rebel army was killed in Henan and lost its armor, did you run to Huguang to escape?" Tsk, this is a tiger falling in Pingyang being bullied by dogs. ”

"It's not something you need to care about, give him to me."

"Over to you? Joke. What capital do you have, you and I are both congenital realms, no matter what equal. If I had relied on you, would I not have ruined my reputation? ”

"Hehe, do you still want a reputation for being a Deyang Daoist? Everyone in the Daomen knows that you Deyang deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, so you will be with Kou on the side of Erlong Mountain. ”

"Shut up, herald. Negotiate conditions with me, you are not qualified enough! Deyang Daoist grabbed Yang Fan, pinched Yang Fan's neck with his right hand, pressed down hard with his fingers, his eyes were fierce, and said: "Since this person wants to protect, the old Tao has not wanted him to die, but now he only has to die!" ”

Yang Fan felt that his eyes were dark, his eyes were groggy, and he lost consciousness.

The black-robed figure moved, floating in there. said coldly: "This is a shameless face!" Seeing that his subordinates had fainted, Deyang threw them aside, and hit the black-robed man, saying, "See the real trick under your hands!" ”

The two innate realms fought, and they saw that there were more and more people on the mountain under the mountain, hidden in the darkness. A figure suddenly floated to Yang Fan's side, the corners of his mouth were the same, the two scimitars in his hands were pinned to his waist, he picked up Yang Fan and left, and muttered: "I have found a treasure!" (To be continued.) )