Wang Caifeng, the contemporary palace master of the Phoenix Palace, wearing a dazzling robe embroidered with a proud phoenix chirping loudly, stood at the front, while Yang Zhengze's acquaintances Shangguan Ling'er and Nangong Xuan stood behind her, staring at the people of the Golden Dragon Society opposite, with a wary expression.

The atmosphere was solemn!

Wang Caifeng's delicate face, like a delicate face, had a trace of contempt, like a proud phoenix, looking down on the enemy, and mocking:

"What, your Golden Dragon Society plans to break into my Phoenix Palace with such a small number of people?"

The handsome young man in the pitch-black armor, standing at the front of the Golden Dragon Society, seemed to be the person with the highest status, smiling, and slowly spoke:

"In the past three years, my Golden Dragon Society has searched all over the world, but I have not found any trace of the Mu Sword Immortal. But based on comprehensive intelligence, we determined that the two of them were in this Tianshan region. And the Phoenix of your faction has a good relationship with the two of them, Yang Zhengze and Shen Yue, they must be around here! ”

Wang Caifeng snorted coldly and said, "So what? Not to mention that the two of them are not in my Phoenix Palace, even if they are, what can you do with the Golden Dragon Club? ”

The black dragon smiled heartily as he silently opened a pair of gloves with sharp blades. But the next words are the situation of Ling, which is about to erupt!

I only heard the black dragon say without emotion:

"Of course, you will be removed from the Phoenix Palace and removed from the Eight Desolations!"

Brush!!

The sound of drawing blades keeps ringing, and a big battle is about to begin!

suddenly

Two figures flew from the sky, standing steadily in the air at a height of ten meters.

Everyone on both sides looked at them with dull eyes, like immortals, and Yang Zhengze and Shen Yue, who were firmly above everyone's heads, were a little suspicious of life.

Among these people, there are many top masters, they ask themselves, take a short leap, or even stay in the air temporarily, and most of the people present can easily do it. But standing firmly in the air like a Mu Sword Immortal is not a mortal method at all!

Everyone who has never seen psychic power is puzzled:

"Could it be that in just three years, they have cultivated to become immortals?"

Looking at the expressions of the stunned people below, Yang Zhengze and Shen Yue looked at each other and smiled, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Shen Yue flew down and landed beside Shangguan Ling'er, who was still a little sluggish, and said softly:

"Sister Ling'er, I promised to come to this Phoenix Palace to see you a long time ago, but it was three years late, you don't blame me, right?"

After a short period of sluggishness, Shangguan Ling'er regained her out-of-character personality, took Shen Yue's hand and shook it around, her beautiful and immature face was full of curiosity.

"No blame, no blame, Sister Shen Yue, how did you stand in the sky? I want to learn! I want to learn! ”

"Ling'er, don't be rude!"

Wang Caifeng, who was confronting the black dragon on the side, heard Shangguan Ling'er's words, and opened his mouth to scold. made Shangguan Ling'er stick out her tongue and secretly grimaced at her master.

Shen Yue smiled slightly and said:

"It's okay, it's just a little trick, if Ling'er wants to learn, I should teach her."

The black dragon, who was watching all this not far away, returned to his coldness after a short period of stunnedness. He made a 'ready' gesture behind him, looked at Yang Zhengze in the sky, and said coldly:

"After three years of escape, did you finally show up?"

Looking at the people standing below, Yang Zhengze drew his sword and did not answer the black dragon's question.

Because

Dead man's question, no need to answer!

In the look of the black dragon's guard, Yang Zhengze raised the Shiyang Sword and held it high above his head.

A depressing aura suddenly enveloped everyone. Everyone, under this breath, is awe-inspiring.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, he was afraid that Yang Zhengze's tricks would be too powerful and affect others, Wang Caifeng waved his hand to let everyone in the Phoenix Palace retreat, while he stood in place, staring at the black dragon.

Looking at the retreating Phoenix Palace people, the black dragon didn't care, glanced at Wang Caifeng, waved his hand and let his hundreds of subordinates retreat thousands of kilometers away, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to engulf the light, and looked at Yang Zhengze coldly.

The wind is rising.

A strong wind rose from the Shiyang Sword in Yang Zhengze's hand, blowing Yang Zhengze's green shirt, blowing up the floating dust on the ground, blowing Wang Caifeng's robe, and blowing the black dragon's long ink-colored hair.

The winds are getting stronger and stronger!

When the wind was blowing and the sand was blowing, Yang Zhengze's indifferent voice sounded:

"Sword eighty-one."

It's sword eighty-one again, but this is the sword eighty-one that Yang Zhengze used again three years later, and the power is no longer the same!

A pillar of light emitting blue light fell from the sky and hit the place where the black dragon stood, making a loud sound like a grenade explosion, and the eardrums of everyone thousands of meters away were uncomfortable.

The pillar of light stirred up an impact like a mushroom cloud, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky, and rushing straight away with great force!

Just when a group of martial arts masters struggled to resist the impact, a hundred meters away from the pillar of light, the indifferent voice of the black dragon sounded:

"It's a good power, but it's a pity...... If you can't hit, it's useless after all. ”

The corners of Yang Zhengze's mouth hooked up a smile, and said, "How do you know that I can't hit?" ”

The black dragon's strong true qi formed a shield, blocking the dust from the sky, but it could not block Yang Zhengze's clear voice.

He was stunned for a moment, and he felt that under his feet, something seemed to be about to erupt!

Airplanes!!

Although he hurriedly dodged, the sword light that flew out from his feet still grazed the black dragon's armor, revealing a shoulder with a deep blood mark on it.

The black dragon looked up at Yang Zhengze, who was still breezy in the air, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"Boy, you're strong, I'm a little excited!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person suddenly disappeared. The figure reappeared, and it had already come behind Yang Zhengze!

The sharp gloves made of steel, glowing with a faint blue light, were bolted into the back of Yang Zhengze's heart.

Bite!

The Shiyang Sword blocked this mortal blow.

The black dragon added rosy lips, and without stopping for a moment, his hands launched a furious and rapid attack, intersecting with Yang Zhengze's blocked long sword, and constantly making a clanging sound.

The group of people below looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and they were all fascinated, full of desire and envy for such a strong skill.

The black dragon had no spiritual energy and could not float in the air, and after a brief fight with Yang Zhengze in the air, he had to turn over and land, and a pair of gloves were full of sword marks. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little shocked by the sharpness of Yang Zhengze's sword, which could actually hurt his gloves made of dark steel like this!

"Your sword, it's good."

Yang Zhengze silently charged the spiritual energy to the sword, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

"But, not enough!"

On top of the black dragon's pair of gloves, a blazing red true qi erupted, and a strong wind suddenly rose within a hundred meters of his body, and his power was comparable to Yang Zhengze's sword eighty-one.

Jumping forward, it turned into a fierce red light, and rushed straight towards Yang Zhengze, who was standing in the sky with a sword.

"It's okay."

Yang Zhengze's eyes were indifferent, and his expression was unmoved, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Qianyuan Sword? Eight. ”

As soon as the voice without the slightest emotion fell, within a kilometer of the surrounding area, as if it had been paused, the rolled up sand and stones fixed in the air, and the flying goshawk stopped advancing.

As for the black dragon, which was only one meter away from Yang Zhengze, it was as if he hadn't noticed anything, staring at Yang Zhengze's heart, his expression was bloodthirsty, and the glove in his right hand stayed in front of Yang Zhengze's chest, not allowing an inch.

Under the dull gaze of everyone below, Yang Zhengze slowly raised the Shiyang Sword and stabbed it into the black dragon's chest.

Collecting his sword and standing again, the black dragon's left chest left a hole. Immediately afterward, the hole began to expand outward inch by inch, like a chain reaction, but in just one breath, his whole body was shattered.

The space that had stopped was running again, and the breeze blew, and the black dragon's body was slowly blown away, turning into dust between heaven and earth.