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Xia Yang, who was closest to Sikong Wuji, knew that Sikong Wuji was about to attack when he saw the white mang on Sikong Wuji's body condense rapidly, but he didn't expect Sikong Wuji's attack to be this white mang, and when he found out, he couldn't react. A tingling pain suddenly came from www.biquge.info eyes of the pen & fun & pavilion, Xia Yang immediately squinted his eyes, and the stinging sensation disappeared a lot, but a burning sensation still kept coming from his eyes. Just when Xia Yang just closed his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of Sikong Wuji's mouth, and then his palms slapped in Xia Yang's direction, and two giant palms formed by aura condensation shot out from Sikong Wuji's hands in an instant. The aura in the giant palm was extremely rich, and it was obvious that Sikong Wuji wanted to give Xia Yang the greatest harm in the shortest possible time.

Although Xia Yang closed his eyes because of the dazzling white mang, it didn't mean that he didn't know anything about what was happening around him, when Sikong Wuji just launched his palms, Xia Yang already felt that Sikong Wuji was about to launch a strong attack on him, because the dazzling white mang just now, in addition to making him unable to open his eyes, did not bring him any substantial damage, so immediately Xia Yang understood that the dazzling white mang was just a disguise, and the real killing move should be after Bai Mang. Sure enough, just as Xia Yang thought in his heart, Sikong Wuji's real attack was after Bai Mang. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Xia Yang's eyes did not open, and the dragon slaying spear in his hand slashed fiercely in the direction of Sikong Wuji, only to see a golden light cut out from the blade of the dragon slaying spear.

In fact, what Xia Yang didn't know was that the white mangs cast by Sikong Wuji could not only stab people's eyes, but also have the effect of attacking the spiritual power of cultivators. The white mangs pass through the eyes of the attacked, and then attack the mental power of the attacked. It's a pity that Sikong Wuji's plan fell through, and his spiritual attack had no effect on Xia Yang's fourth-level spiritual yuan power at all, so Xia Yang didn't feel the slightest feeling, only felt the dazzling white light.

Sikong Wuji originally thought that Xia Yang's spiritual power must have been damaged, but he didn't know if Xia Yang's spiritual power was strong, so when he saw Xia Yang close his eyes, Sikong Wuji immediately launched the attack that had been condensed a long time ago. Just when Sikong Wuji was secretly complacent, he saw a golden ray coming towards him. Sikong Wuji was immediately shocked, and while he was surprised that Xia Yang's mental strength was strong, Sikong Wuji hurriedly dodged Xia Yang's attack. He didn't want to be like Nangong Jue or Meng Shan, after all, he had already seen Xia Yang's attack.

Bai Mang disappeared in a blink of an eye, and when Xia Yang opened his eyes, he saw Sikong Wuji who was retreating. A sneer appeared at the corner of Xia Yang's mouth, and he secretly said in his heart: "Do you think my attack is so easy to dodge?" It turned out that the golden mang that Xia Yang slashed out with that shot contained a trace of Xia Yang's spiritual power, so after sweeping the place where Sikong Wuji was, that golden mang turned around and continued to attack Sikong Wuji.

Sikong Wuji originally thought that he had escaped Xia Yang's attack, and he was shocked by Xia Yang's spiritual power, you must know that his master once said that the cultivators of the third order of the Qi Condensation Realm were attacked by his spirit, and if the spiritual power wanted to recover, it would take at least two or three breaths, but Xia Yang actually just closed his eyes, as if the spiritual power was not attacked at all, and immediately followed his own attack, and launched an attack. Sikong Wuji was stunned, and suddenly saw that Xia Yang's golden mangs were actually following his retreating path and continued to attack him. Immediately, Sikong Wuji was startled again, the contempt in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the color of contempt instantly changed to a dignified color.

Looking at the rapidly approaching golden mang, Sikong Wuji immediately shouted, and then the white mangs on his body were even more vigorous, but this time, the white mangs on Sikong Wuji's body no longer attacked Xia Yang, but like a condensed spirit balloon, it quickly condensed into a white ball only the size of an egg, and the white ball emitted a soft white light, quickly attacking the golden mangs towards Xia Yang. A huge aura fluctuation can be sensed from the white ball, and it is obvious that there is a huge aura hidden in the white ball that is condensed by Sikong.

'Bang!'

In the blink of an eye, Xia Yang's golden mangs collided with the white ball, and a loud bang came, and then the two attacks disappeared.

Everyone has been paying attention to the fight between Xia Yang and Sikong Wuji, and seeing that the two of them have been fighting for two rounds in a few breaths, and these two rounds seem to be painless, but in fact they are extremely dangerous, and if there is a slight mistake, no matter which of the two of them, they will fall into great passivity, and everyone also found that the distance between Xia Yang and Sikong Wuji has been kept at three zhang from beginning to end, and this distance gives the two enough time to deal with each other's attacks.

Xia Yang watched Jin Mang disappear, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he had already known the result. If Xia Yang could repel or even defeat the other party so easily, it would surprise Xia Yang, after all, the other party was the best of the new disciples of the Shenguang Pavilion who ranked third among the ten major sects. Therefore, Xia Yang was not surprised. Looking at Sikong Wuji, who showed a dignified look in his eyes, Xia Yang's body moved, and the carefree footwork was unleashed again, and his body turned into a phantom, running towards Sikong Wuji who was three zhang away. The spear in his hand flickered, and a dull 'woo' sound came from above the dragon slaying spear. Streams of Huangyuan's qi with a pale yellow color surged out from the spiritual sea, and the Huangyuan's qi instantly merged into the dragon slaying spear in his hand, and in an instant, a dazzling golden glow bloomed on the dragon slaying spear.

Looking at Xia Yang's suddenly disappearing figure, Sikong Wuji was immediately shocked, he didn't expect Xia Yang's attack to be so sharp, he had just broken Xia Yang's golden mang, Xia Yang didn't give him the slightest respite, and attacked him again. Sikong Wuji knew that if he retreated like this and didn't dare to face it head-on, not only would he lose face in front of the ten major sects, but even the reputation of Shenguang Pavilion would be implicated by himself. I saw Sikong Wuji's eyes glaring angrily towards Xia Yang, his fists clenched, and waves of powerful aura fluctuations were like volcanic eruptions from Sikong Wuji's body. Sikong Wuji raised his hands, only to see that Sikong Wuji's hands were shrouded in a rich white light, and he couldn't see whether his hands were clenched or stretched at all.

Xia Yang looked at the rushing Sikong Wuji, and the dragon slaying spear in his hand shook, turning into a gun curtain, and the gun curtain seemed to set off a huge wave, enveloping the attacking Sikong Wuji. A look of wanting to swallow the skyless. Seeing Sikong Wuji's right fist stretched out, a giant fist condensed by Bai Mang shot out from Bai Mang, attacking Xia Yang. The corners of Xia Yang's mouth twitched, and a sneer appeared in his eyes. The Qi of the Emperor Yuan in the spiritual sea rushed out, and in the wide meridians, it rushed directly to the dragon slaying spear in Xia Yang's hand. The gun curtain transformed by the dragon slaying spear is more prosperous.

Sikong Wuji's eyes showed a solemn look, and he felt a sharp feeling from the golden mang, as if this golden mang, it could easily cut through everything that stood in its way. Immediately, Sikong Wuji knew that Xia Yang was exerting the elemental power of gold, because only the elemental power of gold had such a sharp aura, Sikong Wuji understood that Xia Yang was the same as Nangong Jue, he was also an elemental physique cultivator, thinking of the advantages of elemental physique cultivators, Sikong Wuji not only regretted a little, because when these cultivators comprehended the elemental power they possessed, they had an incomparable advantage over those ordinary cultivators, in this case, the cultivation speed of elemental physique cultivators was several times higher than that of ordinary people, so suddenly Sikong Wuji had a feeling of regret。 However, this feeling was quickly drowned out under Sikong Wuji's angry anger, and what Sikong Wuji had to face at this moment was Xia Yang's attack like a stormy wave.

Sikong Wuji immediately shouted, and hurriedly turned his fist into a palm, and a wave of aura that was stronger than before came from Sikong Wuji's hand. I saw Sikong Wuji's feet on the ground, and his body suddenly jumped in the air. When his body jumped over the gun screen cast by Xia Yang, then his right hand slapped hard at Xia Yang's gun screen, and a huge handprint suddenly shot out of it. After the handprint broke away from Sikong Wuji's right hand, it swelled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the handprint, which was originally only the size of a palm, was like a huge net, and the giant hand quickly affected Xia Yang's gun curtain. Just when the gun curtain and the giant hand met, I saw that the giant hand suddenly bent and shook the gun curtain as strangely as a real hand.

Xia Yang's eyes showed surprise, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Shenguang Pavilion is indeed worthy of being the third-ranked sect among the top ten sects, and its ability to manipulate aura is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Although Xia Yang was surprised, he still didn't take Sikong Wuji's attack in his eyes, because although the aura in Sikong Wuji's giant hand was very abundant, it was not yet in a situation that Xia Yang couldn't deal with. Seeing that the gun curtain he cast was slowly shrinking under the suppression of the giant hand, Xia Yang was not in a hurry, as if everything was under his control.

But Sikong Wuji didn't think so, when he saw Xia Yang's gun curtain slowly shrinking under the control of his giant hand, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and he couldn't help but be secretly excited in his heart, thinking that Xia Yang was not as terrible as he imagined, the excitement in Sikong Wuji's heart was even stronger. And just when Sikong Wuji thought that he was about to suppress Xia Yang, suddenly, the gun curtain cast by Xia Yang suddenly disappeared, leaving only a spear carved with a hideous beast on the body of the spear, and the blade of the spear flashed with dazzling golden light.