Yuan Zang sneered: "If you don't do it, then I'll come!"

As he spoke, the little kun sword in his hand had already been split.

His posture is very big.

Because he holds a quasi-holy weapon, it is almost equal to invincibility of the same level.

Even if the other party was the one who injured Zhu Mingfei, he was confident that he could crush it.

The power of the quasi-holy weapon was terrifying, and a sword slashed out, as if it was about to shatter the heavens.

The almost unparalleled martial arts were pressed down, and even the soldiers on the ground felt as if they were out of breath in the face of Tianwei.

Yu You's eyes froze, knowing that the speculation was good, this was indeed a quasi-holy weapon.

The scriptures flew up in his hand and protected them in front of him.

The pages of the book flew one after another, and on each page, a vision emerged.

Yu You has a leisurely temperament, he practiced with Yin Ming, but his interest was more in the scriptures such as the "Poetry" Sutra and the "Music" Sutra.

This book is the original scripture he copied - the Book of Poetry.

It's just that the visions that appear in his scriptures are only of ordinary size.

It is not the same as the vision of the original scripture that is as huge as a hill at every turn.

Of course, if he is sufficiently civilized, he can also forcibly urge and transform into such a vision.

But right now, it can't be done.

The sword on Xiao Kun's sword skyrocketed, and it had already been slashed down.

Countless pages flew, and visions emerged one after another, facing the sword.

Almost instantly, all the pages in mid-air were shattered.

The collision between the internal breath of the martial arts and the literary qi was so violent, the scriptures were just ordinary paper, and they had turned into powder in an instant.

The corners of Yuanzang's mouth showed a sneer of disdain.

He really doesn't understand, what the hell is this Wenzong doing?

Using a broken book as a weapon?

Isn't that funny?

In fact, if it weren't for Yuan Zang holding a quasi-holy weapon and changing to an ordinary weapon, he might not be able to hurt the scriptures.

Although the scriptures themselves are fragile, they are guarded by a literary atmosphere, and they cannot be touched by idle weapons.

In the next moment, Yuanzang's brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

Although the scripture was gone, the vision in mid-air was still there.

All kinds of visions struck a blow at the quasi-holy weapon of Yuanzang.

Yuan Zang showed a look of surprise and shouted: "Interesting, take me another sword." ”

On the side, Zhu Mingfei stood by and watched, letting out a sneer.

The prince was holding a quasi-holy weapon, and he was embarrassed to take out a lofty posture.

This is not dealing with demons, it is already a big fuss.

Yuan Zang obviously didn't think so, the sword in his hand flipped over, and another sword slashed down.

Those visions are already dimming.

Without the scriptures, they are like rootless duckweed.

Yu You waved the pen in his hand, outlining the poems, and blessing them into the vision.

Yuan Zang sneered: "It's really a shabby sect, and it actually uses paper and pen as a weapon. ”

As he spoke, the sword had fallen again.

But the scene that Yuanzang expected did not appear.

The verses outlined by the scorched pen were blessed on the vision, and once again resisted the sword.

The burnt pen was even more unscathed.

This pen is taken from the demon king, although it does not reach the quasi-holy weapon, but it is also very extraordinary.

Yuan Zang snorted coldly, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart.

He is the number one genius in the mainland, and after being promoted to the Little Sage, he is holding a quasi-holy weapon, and he can't kill that Yin Ming's disciple in seconds.

He no longer pretends to be a gesture and directly casts the method of attack.

On Xiao Kun's sword, the eruption was no longer a white sword.

The blade of the sword flipped over, leaving a trail like a golden silk.

Yuanzang fit and went straight to Yu You.

Three swords.

Just three swords.

Yu You couldn't support it anymore.

He was facing the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Kingdom, who was known as the first genius of the mainland, and the other party was holding a quasi-holy weapon.

Even though Yu You is a disciple of Wen Zu, he has not yet grown up.

Yu You was defeated.

Yuanzang broke through all visions with a sword.

Yu You's face was pale, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

He wanted to rush to the poem, but it was too late, and a sword had already pressed on his shoulder.

There was a weight on the sword, and he wanted to pressure Yu You to kneel.

Yu You smiled freely, his face was neither sad nor joyful, but his knees were not weak at all.

Click!

Yu You's body fell.

The weight of the sword crushed the bones that supported his body.

If it weren't for Yuan Zang's final regain of strength, I am afraid that Yu You would have no life.

Yuan Zang landed on Yu You's side, and said coldly: "Defeated under my sword, you are still glorious even if you are defeated." ”

"I spare your life and take you hostage to see that Yin Ming. ”

"I'd rather see that he cowered and fled, but he was stupid enough to save you. ”

A voice suddenly came from a distance.

"I thought, then it doesn't have to be. ”

Before the voice fell, dozens of miles away, a figure was already galloping towards him.

Except for the three little saints such as Yuan Zang, the others didn't even see the afterimage of this person.

Everyone came back to their senses, and a middle-aged man was already standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon.

He suddenly appeared beside Motozo, as if he had been standing there.

Motozo didn't even react.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you can retreat." ”

Yuan Zang changed color in horror, and subconsciously turned over and slashed with a sword.

The golden light of this sword skyrocketed, stronger than when he fought against Yu You!

However, the golden light disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Kunjian, a quasi-holy weapon, hung in front of the middle-aged man, and he couldn't move for half a minute.

Yuan Zang saw the faces of the people who came clearly, and couldn't help but suddenly change color.

He said word by word: "Huo, Jiu, knife." ”

Huo Jiudao said lightly: "Isn't Your Highness still going back?"

The muscles on Yuanzang's cheeks twitched, and his always calm face was a little hideous.

He finally retreated, and he didn't even take away the Xiao Kun Sword that was suspended in front of Huo Jiudao's body.

With a "clang", Xiao Kun's sword fell into the dust and was stained with mud and sand.

Huo Jiudao looked at Yu You, who was spitting blood, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

In fact, Huo Jiudao should have arrived in Kunsun Wanggu a long time ago.

He delayed the time, just because after he left the West Mountain, he encountered a nest of monkeys on the way.

It's ridiculous to say that Huo Jiudao just smelled the aroma of monkey wine, so he went to compete with a group of monkeys.

That wine was brewed by the monkeys driven by the demon clan who lived in Xishan in the past, and a lot of spiritual fruits were added, which was very extraordinary.

Huo Jiudao drank to his heart's content, but met a few more people.

This is the Orion who came here from the West.

Among them, there was an old hunter who took his sons up the mountain, just to take them to get monkey wine, and then present it to the provincial capital.

The wine had been drunk by Huo Jiudao, and they naturally couldn't find it, so they were very annoyed.

Huo Jiudao is always undisciplined in strange places, and sympathy is overflowing in strange places.

Seeing that a few people were pitiful, he actually appeared again to comfort him.

Those two children were so cute, Huo Jiudao passed down two mantras on a whim, and clicked on them one or two.

Although Huo Jiudao once betrayed his master, it is undeniable that his master's kindness to teach is engraved in his heart.

Otherwise, he would not have stayed by Yuan Jiu's side after retiring, and he had been playing the role of a master.