Yang Zhen flew down from the ninth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, and as a result, as soon as he reached the fourth floor, before he reached the first floor, he met a middle-aged man with beautiful hair on the wooden staircase.

The two of them suddenly stopped their rapid figures at the same time, and the two lines of sight that were full of light met in the air.

Yang Zhen was at the top of the fourth staircase, and the middle-aged man was at the bottom of the fourth staircase.

Time seemed to stand still as they looked at each other.

"Aotian Demon God?"

The middle-aged man at the bottom of the stairs subconsciously tightened the sword in his hand, and Shuo Shuo's eyes stared at Yang Zhen at the top of the stairs, calling out Yang Zhen's name in the game.

When the middle-aged man recognized Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen also recognized him.

Zhou Yaoyang!

The head of the Huashan faction.

Yang Zhen has seen his portraits on the information collected by the people below.

Legend has it that Zhou Yaoyang is a rare beautiful man, with countless mistresses on the rivers and lakes, Yang Zhen paid careful attention to his appearance at this time, and found that he was indeed so handsome that most women were fascinated, and most men would have low self-esteem or jealousy.

At least one meter eight, tall, broad and thick chest, elegant face, fair and delicate complexion, dressed in a blue robe, standing at the bottom of the stairs, holding a sword with cold light, it was like a god in a portrait.

When he saw Zhou Yaoyang, Yang Zhen could still hear the sound of fierce fighting coming from the first floor.

It seems that Zhou Yaoyang did not kill alone this time.

After Zhou Yaoyang recognized Yang Zhen's identity in the game, his pupils shrank inward and he made a move.

Yang Zhen understood his thoughts.

After all, this is the center of power of the Eagle Claw Gate, the sound of the fight here must have been spread at this time, and soon other masters will rush over to rescue him, if he doesn't hurry up, and when another master joins, he won't let alone kill Yang Zhen, even if he wants to escape alive, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

His right foot slammed down the stairs, and his whole body flew up, striking Yang Zhen's throat with a sword.

Yang Zhen sometimes doesn't understand, why do those who practice swords always like to stab their opponents in the throat or chest with a flying sword?

Wouldn't anyone else be able to defend these two parts?

But after fighting with so many people, Yang Zhen still sees his opponent sword like this, every time he sees this kind of thing, Yang Zhen wants to twist the other party's ear and ask him: "Why can't you be a little creative?" Can't you get a little creative? ”

It stands to reason that a master like Zhou Yaoyang, who has been famous for many years, should have fought with people countless times, so it shouldn't be so cheesy, right?

But the first time he took out the sword, it was actually a sword that hit the throat.

couldn't help but make Yang Zhen feel disappointed in his heart.

Yang Zhen had been cultivating the Heavenly Frost Fist recently, so at this moment, he subconsciously performed the tricks in the Heavenly Frost Fist.

Yang Zhen hadn't integrated the Heavenly Frost Fist into his Eagle Claw Skill yet, so this time he used the pure Heavenly Frost Fist - Frost Knot Zhongxiao.

But seeing his figure retreat sharply backwards.

On the way back, the two fists were shot forward again and again, and bursts of white mist came out of the two fists, and the snow-white frost flowers were like snow, flying in pieces.

Zhou Yaoyang attacked quickly, and Yang Zhen retreated quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yaoyang attacked the upper end of the stairs on the fifth floor, and Yang Zhen also retreated there.

Retreating all the way, the fog created by Yang Zhen's fists was already as thick as a cloud, and it had long since submerged their figures.

Zhou Yaoyang's sword speed became slower and slower, and he suddenly stopped.

In the mist, his brow furrowed, and with his sword in hand, he began to look around vigilantly.

He lost Yang Zhen's figure.

The third form of the Heavenly Frost Fist - Frost Knot Zhongxiao, is such an effect.

The fog in the sky will hide your figure, and you can kill the enemy with one blow when you look for the right opportunity.

Suddenly, Yang Zhen made a move.

The corner of the mist suddenly surged, and a claw grabbed Zhou Yaoyang's throat.

In other words, Yang Zhen often felt that it was very old-fashioned for sword practitioners to stab the enemy in the throat or chest.

As everyone knows, almost every time he kills, he grabs his opponent's throat, and he looks very old-fashioned.

But then I have to say that the more old-fashioned things are, they are the things that have been tempered and recognized as having a good effect.

For example, stabbing the throat with a sword, stabbing the chest, or clawing at an opponent's throat.

It's just that Zhou Yaoyang is not an ordinary master after all.

He is the head of Huashan, although he is almost the commander of the light pole now, but the tiger is not dead, not to mention, he is not dead, Yang Zhen grabbed it with one claw, although he couldn't see it with his eyes, but he actually felt it in advance, his head suddenly looked in the direction where the claw clawed over, and the figure subconsciously retreated more than a dozen steps.

Although when he looked over with his eyes, there was only a white mist in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, but the direction he suddenly looked at was indeed the direction that Yang Zhen grabbed with one claw.

The two fought very quickly.

Zhou Yaoyang's Dugu Nine Swords, worthy of that huge reputation, did have a fatal danger to Yang Zhen, in just a few moves, Yang Zhen's left arm, chest and abdomen, and left thigh, he had already been hit by three swords, if it wasn't for Yang Zhen's decisive and timely evasion, each of the three swords could kill him.

The three sword wounds, although they were only skin injuries, did not hurt the muscles, bones and internal organs, but the bloody qi had already diffused.

Although Yang Zhen had maintained the fog around him, Zhou Yaoyang had already been able to guess Yang Zhen's approximate location based on the bloody aura emitted in the air.

The sword light of a sword faster than a sword chased towards Yang Zhen's dodging figure.

The claw that Yang Zhen left on the back of his neck didn't seem to affect his combat effectiveness.

Dugu Nine Swords...... As early as when Yang Zhen was at the Huashan party, he carefully read all the information about the Huashan faction that had been collected.

Among them, the information of Zhou Yaoyang, the head of the Huashan faction, is the most detailed.

Yang Zhen still remembered that there was a palm-breaking style in the Dugu Nine Swords, which specialized in cracking the kung fu on the opponent's fists and feet.

Including long punches and short fights, grappling points, eagle claws and tiger claws and other fists and feet.

When I saw this in the information before, I thought it was an exaggeration.

At that time, Yang Zhen doubted in his heart that in this world, how could there be such a style of swordsmanship that could overcome all the kung fu in the palm of his fists, feet, and fingers?

Do you think it's the master key in swordsmanship?

It wasn't until I personally matched it at this time that I found that the information written on the original document was true.

Completely underwhelmed.

Yang Zhen seems to have lost.

It's also dead.

At the critical moment, Yang Zhen kept dodging in the fog, and at the same time used his brain teasers to run rapidly, hoping to find a way to reverse the situation to reverse the critical situation in front of him.

One second, two seconds, five seconds...... Yang Zhen hasn't figured out a way yet, but he has been hit by a sword on his right arm, although this sword is not seriously injured, but the repeated injuries still make his mood more and more anxious, once he is at a disadvantage, once he is injured again and again, who knows if the next sword will directly take away his head?

"Wow ......"

A slight and rapid sound of breaking wind struck, and Yang Zhenmei's heart sensed the danger, and suddenly jumped straight up.

It's like a small beast hiding in the center of the eyebrows, and when it feels danger, it wants to run away.

There are many people who have studied the center of the human eyebrow.

Some Western doctors have also dissected the center of the eyebrows and found that under the epidermis of the center of the eyebrows, there is a vertical eyeball.

It is the same eyeball as the left and right eyes, except that this eyeball is vertical.

Just like the vertical eyes in the eyebrows of Wen Taishi and Erlang God Yang Jian in myths and legends.

It's just that the vertical eyes in the eyebrows of Wen Taishi and Yang Jian can be opened and unleashed incredible magical powers.

And we ordinary human beings will never be able to open that vertical eye.

Only some cultivators can cultivate spiritual power through cultivation, opening the Heavenly Eye, or opening the Mud Pill Palace.

But the so-called opening of the Heavenly Eye, or the opening of the Mud Pill Palace's cultivation of spiritual power, is only carried out at the level of consciousness, and no one can really open the vertical eye in the center of the eyebrows like the mythical Wen Taishi and Yang Jian.

The vertical eye in the center of our mortal eyebrows, the medical name, is not the eye, but the pineal gland.

At this time, Yang Zhen's eyebrows jumped suddenly, sensing that danger was coming.

At that moment, experience told Yang Zhen that Zhou Yaoyang's sword stabbed into his eyebrows.

Subconsciously, Yang Zhen's figure dodged again, half a meter to the left, and then suddenly backwards.

I want to thank Zhou Yaoyang for this sword.

Because at the moment when his eyebrows suddenly jumped, Yang Zhen had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he thought of a way that might be able to reverse the current situation of inevitable defeat.

- Use your mental power!

Do what you think.

Although his body was still avoiding the attacks of Zhou Yaoyang's sword again and again, Yang Zhen's consciousness was already trying to drive the spiritual power hidden in his eyebrows.

If he was in a state of meditation, Yang Zhen's current spiritual power could already sense a range of nearly 100 meters around his body.

But in the state of fighting the enemy, he has not yet tried to use his mental power.

Maybe, maybe it will.

At this point, he's trying.

After all, in order to use spiritual power, at Yang Zhen's level, in the short term, it is necessary to concentrate and calm down and restrain all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

However, when fighting, how can you calm your mind and restrain all the distractions in your heart?

Suddenly, in the white mist, Yang Zhen's eyebrows jumped suddenly again, and Zhou Yaoyang actually flew at Yang Zhen's eyebrows with a sword again.

Otherwise, how can you say that Zhou Yaoyang is not creative.

is either stabbing people's throat or stabbing people's eyebrows, or chests or something, Yang Zhen has no hope that he can have a little innovative spirit.

That's the end of the nonsense.

The situation at that time was very critical, and when Yang Zhen was about to dodge again, his eyebrows were hot, and a spiritual force that was suddenly jumping in the Mud Pill Palace in the middle of the eyebrows suddenly rushed out of the Mud Pill Palace like a wild horse that had escaped from the trap.

The pale white spiritual power suddenly diffused outward, and soon filled every inch of space around it.

At that moment, although Yang Zhen was in the vast white fog, he knew the situation of nearly 100 meters nearby, as if there was an extremely flexible camera observing the surrounding situation.

(To be continued)