It's the same boxing method, the same grade, but Yeyang's Kaishan Fist has only been cultivated to the eighth form, and the explosive power is only the power of eighty elephants.

However, the Golden Overlord Fist of the Sealed Sword may have been cultivated to the peak, the explosive power is close to a hundred elephants, and the cultivation is high, and with a few blows, Yeyang is at a significant disadvantage and suffers some minor injuries.

"Come again!" Yeyang's face did not fluctuate much, this situation was obviously expected by him, he clenched the Sansheng Han Halberd, the cold air burst out, and the long halberd swept wildly, stabbing dozens of times in an instant, causing a burst of air explosion, nearly a hundred black rays formed, and shot out wildly.

The golden holy sword in Feng Jian's hand also danced at the same time, the sword body cut through the air, making a piercing sound, and the sword light turned into a golden wave, slapping wildly towards the night sun.

The wave collided with the black mang, and a sword light appeared in the wave, rushing towards the black mang, half of the black mang and the sword light died together, and the other half shattered the sword light, shot into the wave, splashed layers of ripples, and then disappeared.

Most of the wave that dissipated moved forward and slapped on Yeyang's body, Yeyang vomited blood and retreated, and the wave dispersed in an instant, turning into more than a dozen sword lights, continuing to shoot towards Yeyang.

The Sansheng Han Halberd slashed violently, shattering most of it, and there were still a few fish that slipped through the net, landing on Yeyang's body, tearing open the black clothes with a bang, leaving three shallow bloody wounds on his chest.

"Good means!" Yeyang exclaimed in pain, I have to say that although the resources of this small world are not as good as those of the big world, they are even more than in the use of energy.

"If you join our Protoss, you will naturally be able to learn this method as well. Seeing that Yeyang was interested, Feng Jian stopped again and spoke.

"Really?" asked Yeyang.

"This is nature, the use of the Divine Clan's Yuan Qi Shenyuan, and there are many subtleties, these things are much more powerful than the Demon Clan, just take our North Seal Gate as an example......"

Feng Jian was talking endlessly, wanting to take the opportunity to win over Yeyang, but Yeyang on the opposite side showed a strange smile, and the demon yuan was running wildly, converging in the three-life cold halberd, and a terrifying devil phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

"Black Halberd Method: Ghost Shadow Descends!" the devil roared and howled, the sound waves pierced, and an infinite terrifying aura descended, and the two skinny sharp ghost claws raised and pounced fiercely.

"Sword Storm Blade!" Feng Jian was furious, and the golden holy sword in his hand hurriedly swung it, and one after another sword blades came out of his hand, setting off a golden storm and swept towards the ghost.

At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the distance, Feng Jian's face changed, and the blood qi in his body was uncontrollably churning violently, and there was a tendency to explode his body.

Shen Yuan was running extremely fast, and the fluctuations in his body were strongly suppressed by him, but Shen Yuan was also stagnant, and the sword blade storm energy was contracted, and the power was instantly reduced by three percent.

The devil and the golden storm slammed together, the ghost claws swung wildly, tearing apart the blades, the energy roared, and the blade storm was quickly disintegrated, and although the devil was much more illusory, he still roared and rushed towards the sealing sword.

"Ahh

The devil phantom screamed, and was torn apart by the sword light in an instant, turning into countless black points of light, dissipating into invisibility, and the sword light fell to the ground, with a loud bang, splitting a huge ravine.

Feng Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a black iron fist with black light flowed, and it slammed heavily on his body: "Kaishan Fist Eighth Style!"

"Puff ......" The huge force exploded, and a piece of the sealed sword's chest was directly dented, and the blood that was half red and half gold, along with the shattered internal organs, sprayed out, slashed an arc in the air, and his body flew out weakly.

The sealing sword smashed into the yellow sand, setting off a gust of wind and sand, the smoke and dust filled the sky, and the smoke dissipated, and he fell into the pit covered in blood, his face was bloodless, and his breath was dying.

His eyes widened angrily, staring at the night sun that came over, his eyes were full of unwillingness, his arm was raised weakly, and he pointed at him tremblingly: "You, you cheat!"

"On the battlefield, there is no need to be careless, and the truth that soldiers are not tired of deceit, three-year-old children know it, don't you still know it? Yeyang's face was calm, and he spread his hands helplessly, and said earnestly and educationally.

But at this time, Yeyang's face changed imperceptibly, his footsteps stopped, he looked up at the sky, and said, "It's not too early, I'll spare your life today, and I'll see you another day!"

As he spoke, Yeyang shouted, and the little wolf in the distance who was dumbfounded let out a long howl, turning into a flying black wolf, waving its wings, turning into a black shadow, and coming to Yeyang's body in the blink of an eye.

The sealed sword that was dying in the big pit, seeing this, an anxious look flashed in his eyes, and he was seriously injured, and suddenly he burst out, and the golden holy sword that fell in the distance trembled, and returned to his hand in a flash.

The depression on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sealed sword was holding a long sword in his hand, full of spirit, where was he still like an injured person, he shouted angrily: "Little thief, leave away!"

Shen Yuan moved quickly, the golden holy sword in his hand swung and waved, the piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a storm of golden sword blades was generated again, and it was much more powerful than before, sweeping towards Yeyang and the little wolf.

"Kaishan Fist Eighth Style!" The two black fists arrived first, and the rolling evil qi fell into the storm, making two loud noises, and the storm deterrence was weakened by two percent.

"Woo ......" A deafening sonic attack struck again, setting off a gust of wind and slamming on the blade storm, exploding energy, and both the sonic wave and the storm were annihilated, disappearing into nothingness.

"The son can be taught, brother, let's go first, don't send it!" Yeyang laughed loudly and landed on Ye Xiao's back, the wind whistled, a pair of huge black wings vibrated extremely fast, Ye Xiao looked up to the sky and howled, turning into a black shadow, looking at the distant gray mist and rushing away.

"Damn!" Feng Jian was furious, his face was blue and white, and he roared angrily, and the two veins on his back floated with fluorescence, and the Shenyuan was operated and entered, and erupted from the two acupoints of Ren Du on both sides of the spine, turning into a pair of golden wings.

The wings fluttered, and the sealed sword also rose into the sky, staggering towards Ye Xiao chasing after him, although the speed was not very dripping, but while chasing, he attacked, and a burst of sword blades interfered with Ye Xiao's flight, firmly chasing behind him.

This Spirit Devouring Swamp Yeyang was originally going to check it out before deciding whether to enter or not, but unexpectedly, he was chased here by the people of the Protoss, so he had to bite the bullet and break in directly.

The strength of the sealed sword is much weaker than that of Situ Yue, but it should not be underestimated, Ye Yang and Ye Xiao will definitely be able to defeat him if they join forces, but whether they can be killed or not is another matter.

After all, Feng Jian is not only the young master of the North Seal Gate, but also the peerless genius at the bottom of the box of the Protoss, and the life-saving things on his body are absolutely indispensable, as long as he can't be killed, it will inevitably attract more enemies, and it is also very unfavorable to Yeyang.

After chasing and fleeing for half an hour, the Spirit Devouring Swamp was already close in front of him, and the white mist covered a radius of dozens of miles, connected with thick clouds, and the sky was dark, without the slightest bit of life.

In the thick white mist, a wide forest could be faintly seen, and the trees were withered and blackened, and there were black swamps with dead branches and leaves.

"Little thief, there is no return in the Spirit Devouring Swamp, you can't go in, even if you want to go in, you have to leave the treasure of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range to me first!" Seeing that Yeyang rushed towards the Spirit Devouring Swamp desperately, Feng Jian was anxious, felt a tingling in his scalp, and hurriedly shouted.

"Is there a way to go? That's just your opinion, as for that stone, don't even think about it, I just throw it into the Spirit Devouring Swamp, and I won't give it to you Protoss. Yeyang disagreed, and said lightly.

"Little thief, Your Excellency, I know that you want to find a way out of the Northern Sealing Realm, but there is really no one in the Spirit Devouring Swamp, if you want to fly to the upper realm, we can help you, as long as you hand over the treasure, everything is negotiable!" Seeing that Yeyang eats soft and not hard, Feng Jian had no choice but to slow down his tone and said bitterly.

"How do you know if there's a way, haven't you ever been in?" Yeyang sneered and shook his head.

"I don't, but someone from our Protoss has been in before, although he didn't come out alive, but he is a puppeteer, and his puppet has come out, and there is really no way to the outside world. Feng Jian explained.

"There is another thing, then if I hand over this treasure to you, you Protoss will not only help me go to the Upper Realm, but also promise me a condition. ”

"What conditions, you say!" Feng Jian hurriedly asked as if grasping a life-saving straw when he heard this.

"Surrender to the Demon Clan!" Yeyang said lightly.

"Absolutely impossible!" Feng Jian immediately replied, shaking his head resolutely, taking this treasure is to defeat the demon clan, if you surrender directly, what is the use of using it?

"Then there's no need to talk about it, goodbye!" Yeyang said, and the night howl under him turned back into a little wolf, and a man and a wolf fell from the sky, without looking back to the ground, and plunged straight into the thick fog.

"Ahh

His eyes were split, his chest was full of depression, and he almost chased after him, but looking at the lifeless air in front of him, thinking of the rumors of the Spirit Devouring Swamp, the fear in his heart also rose, and he still didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Sighing helplessly, after wandering for a while, Feng Jian thought about it for a while, still with a fluke mentality, thinking that they could stop in moderation and retreat after a while of peripheral activities.

So he sat cross-legged in front of the mist, and his heart gradually calmed down, and he began to recover from his injuries, breathe and recuperate, even if he couldn't get that treasure, he at least wanted to ensure that it completely disappeared into the world, and would not fall into the hands of other enemies and threaten the status of the gods.