"The dragon is in the sky!"

Without waiting for the blue wolf to make a move, I saw Ye Zhengyang descending from the sky and raising his palm to shoot the blue wolf's head.

The fierce momentum made the wolf's clothes rattle and his hair stood on end.

The blue wolf tried to dodge, but suddenly realized that he couldn't move a single step, and he couldn't even make it out at all.

"No!"

The wolf screamed, and a huge palm slapped on top of his head, instantly slapping it into a pulp.

Then a blue light flew out of the flesh on the ground and fled.

The sad blue wolf was indeed subjected to an unwarranted disaster, and he died before he understood what was going on.

"Boy, it's done, remember to find me if you have wine!"

The nameless soul disappeared after saying a word to Ye Zhengyang, and the control of the body returned to Ye Zhengyang's hands.

"Hey, hey, hey"

Ye Zhengyang stood on the ground and raised his head and shouted, "Who are you?" ”

But the nameless soul has disappeared without a trace, and it really comes and goes quickly.

"Maoshan Divine Fighting Technique!"

Qingyang Lao Dao looked at Ye Zhengyang and asked, "You also said that you are not a disciple of Maoshan!" ”

"If it's not a disciple of Maoshan, how can you know how to fight Maoshan God?"

Ye Zhengyang ignored Qingyang's old way, but asked lightly: "What other means, just use it, otherwise I will make a move, and then you will have no chance!" ”

"The kid is rampant, let you see how powerful my Tsing Yi Sect is!"

Qingyang Lao Dao said and took out the peachwood sword, his body flew up in the air, and he slashed at Ye Zhengyang's head.

This sword was too domineering, and the sound of cutting through the air was terrifying.

If this sword fell on Ye Zhengyang's body, it would be enough to split it in half.

I saw Ye Zhengyang standing there still without moving, and suddenly took out a blue talisman from his waist, and slapped it against the peachwood sword in the hand of Qingyang Lao Dao.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt rose out of thin air from Ye Zhengyang's palm, and a loud bang suddenly sounded in the courtyard, illuminating the surroundings brightly, and everyone was in the thunder.

"Boom"

After a loud bang, Ye Zhengyang stood there still unmoved.

And the old Qingyang Dao was actually blown out by the explosive thunder that appeared in Ye Zhengyang's hand just now, and he rolled on the ground several times in a row, and there was green smoke rising from his body.

The magic weapon used by Qingyang Lao Dao is lightning strike

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The peachwood sword, which contains thunder intent, is in charge of killing, but Ye Zhengyang also knows the thunder method, and he also uses the thunder method to attack Qingyang Lao Dao.

The cultivation of the two is high and low, and it only takes one move to see the difference.

After the Qingyang Old Dao rolled to the ground, he quickly turned over and got up, but at this time, he had long lost the appearance of the previous fairy wind Dao bones.

His beard and hair all seemed to have been burned by fire, and there was not much left, green smoke billowed out, and his cyan robe was also tattered, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a flower child.

Qingyang Lao Dao wiped the dust on his face, looked at Ye Zhengyang incredulously, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you just used the thunder talisman?" ”

Ye Zhengyang pursed his lips and said lazily: "Not bad, I still have some eyesight, this is the Cloud Thunder Talisman, which was given to me by my master, and it is really a waste to use it on you." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you used that lightning to strike the peachwood sword, Dao Ye and I wouldn't have used the thunder talisman against you."

"You, you, are you really from Maoshan?"

Qingyang Lao Dao looked at Ye Zhengyang with an incredible gaze again.

The tattered robe on his body, coupled with his expression at this time, looked particularly funny.

This Qingyang old Taoist is only in his fifties, and his cultivation has reached the realm of the ninth grade of the Dao Chief, and he can immediately reach the cultivation of a first-grade real person. He thought that the cultivators on the rivers and lakes rarely met opponents, but today, he was given a thunder by a young man who was less than twenty years old.

Thinking of this, Qingyang Lao Dao's face turned cold, his dark face was murderous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Poor Dao has been practicing for forty years, how can it be folded in the hands of your brat who has not grown any hair today!" ”

"Suffer death!"

As he spoke, the Qingyang Old Dao suddenly pinched a trick, bit his fingers, slashed at the center of his eyebrows, and put his hands together.

He read aloud in his mouth: "Yin and yang are combined, ghosts and ghosts, ghosts and ghosts, more than a zhang, innocent emperors, ghosts and demons are frightened, spirits are forgetful, golden light appears quickly, covering the deity, urgent as a law!" ”

With the sound of Qingyang Old Road's hurried and fast spells, I saw a gust of wind in the entire compound, and there were several black whirlwinds surrounding Qingyang Old Road for no reason.

The temperature of the entire compound seems to have dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant, from a scorching summer to a cold winter in late autumn.

Ye Zhengyang looked at the methods used by Qingyang Lao Dao, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, and his eyes suddenly froze.

As Ye Zhengyang felt before, since he saw Qingyang Old Dao

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At that time, it was true that this person was a cultivator, but he felt an evil aura from his body.

Now seeing the black whirlwind around Qingyang Lao Dao, he is even more sure of this matter, Qingyang Lao Dao is not an orthodox Taoist disciple, but a demon Dao who cultivates evil methods.

And the black whirlwinds around him were the ghosts and ghosts that he had refined, and the number of them made Ye Zhengyang feel a little incredible.

In an instant, those black whirlwinds turned into shadows that were as condensed as substance, floating in the air, enveloping Ye Zhengyang.

The faces of those ghosts were hideous and terrifying, and the heavy anger could not be contained at all, and the black evil aura permeated the body.

This should be Qingyang's killer move, seeing that Ye Zhengyang's face became solemn, Qingyang smiled proudly.

"Boy, you know how powerful the poor road is, right? Now beg for mercy and leave you a whole corpse. ”

Qingyang Lao Dao had a look of letting him go as long as Ye Zhengyang admitted defeat.

"Huh"

Ye Zhengyang sneered and glanced around at the ghosts and ghosts around him.

"Qingyang Demon Dao, originally I thought that you and I were both disciples of the Daomen, so I would save you some face, and it would be just a lesson, but now it seems that it is not so simple, I never thought that you were a demon who cultivates evil laws!"

Ye Zhengyang said lightly: "It seems that I killed the black widow unjustly!" ”

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, you are such a demon, and everyone in the Taoist sect will be punished!"

Hearing Ye Zhengyang mention the Black Widow again, Qingyang Lao Dao suddenly hated the root of his teeth, the Black Widow is his favorite female disciple, not to mention her appearance, just talking about her kung fu in bed, it makes her want to die, and she can't stop.

"What is good and what is evil? Who decided this? ”

Qingyang Lao Dao's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said: "In the circle of cultivators, naturally whoever has a hard fist is the ultimate powerhouse."

"You don't care if I'm evil or right, as long as I can kill people, it's a good means! You still have the Ghost Sect Sect in Maoshan Mountain, isn't that old thing that Ghost Sect Elder Long Yao is refining ghosts? ”

Ye Zhengyang stared at Qingyang Lao Dao and said, "What Maoshan, what ghost sect?" ”

"You keep saying that I am a disciple of Maoshan, what evidence is there?"

"What's more, if I'm not a disciple of Maoshan or not, wouldn't I know?"

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