Chapter 42 Yang Yan Finger, Yang Yan Wall

In the courtyard, Xiao Yang was lazily leaning on the trunk of a tree, and an empty boundary stone shuttled regularly with the dance of his fingers.

"I thought that everyone in the Bai family was rich, but I didn't expect to be poorer than me. ”

Disdainfully put away the white void boundary stone, Xiao Yang took out two more books with a fiery red luster, which were Yang Yan Finger and Yang Yan Wall.

"Master Mo, is there any level of spiritual art?" Xiao Yang asked.

Appearing on the branches, the ink master held a wide leaf, fanned his ghost-like body, and slowly explained.

Different from spiritual skills, spiritual magic is not a strict division of strength, but with the growth of the spiritual master, it continues to increase, and the stronger the spiritual power of the spiritual master, the greater the power of spiritual art.

With Xiao Yang's strength, if he used the Yang Yan Finger, it was enough to penetrate the body of an eighth-order high-level apostle-level spirit beast, and if he cast the Yangyan Wall, he would be able to defend against the full force of the ninth-order high-level apostle-level spirit beast.

The reason why offensive spirit art and defensive spirit art are different is because the spiritual power consumed by the former is too huge, while the latter can be maintained with only a little spiritual power, so defensive spirit art is the foundation of the spirit master's survival.

Time passed quietly.

Under the lush canopy of trees, which seemed to be covered by dark clouds, a figure stood still, a breeze blew, and a few emerald green leaves fell down like butterflies with folded wings.

And at this moment, the figure's eyes suddenly opened, a fine light flashed from his eyes, and his fingers also glowed with a faint red light at this time.

"Yang Yan Finger!"

With a low shout, Xiao Yang put his fingers together, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, stabbing out fiercely, and the high temperature contained in it made the emerald green leaves and water evaporate quickly.

"Whew!"

Almost without the slightest hindrance, Xiao Yang's fingers ran through the leaves, and then the residual momentum continued unabated, and the heavy point was on the thick trunk.

"Bang!"

The fingers glowing with fire actually sank into the trunk of the tree, and when they were pulled out again, a small black hole appeared in the trunk.

Between the canopies, the ink master yawned boredly, and then with a wave of his palm, several leaves detached from the trunk of the tree, like a spinning blade, cutting through the air and rushing down.

"Yang Yan Wall!"

Hearing the sharp sound coming from above, Xiao Yang's body instantly tensed, his palms suddenly pushed out, and the pale red spiritual power surged, turning into a thin wall like substance, standing in front of him.

"Boom!"

The sharp leaves slammed straight into the flame wall, stuck diagonally into it, but could no longer move an inch.

With a light breath, a faint smile appeared on Xiao Yang's face, after a day of practice, this Yang Yanbi was already able to defend against the attacks of the ninth-order high apostle-level spirit beasts.

"It's already half a minute, but it's not home yet, although you are only a seventh-order spirit disciple now, your spiritual power is powerful enough to be comparable to a first-order spirit master, if you can go further, even some imperial history-level spirit beasts will not be able to break through your defenses. ”

Saying this, Master Mo still nodded with satisfaction, after only one day, he can master two spiritual techniques at the same time, Xiao Yang's talent is not strong.

Seeing that Xiao Yang finally stopped practicing, in the grass, the trembling red flame that was playing with a sand earthworm hurriedly rushed over happily, waving his little tail around.

"Da!

At this moment, a noisy footsteps suddenly resounded outside the courtyard, mixed with a few angry shouts, and the entire Xiao family seemed to be in turmoil at this moment.

"Something seems to have happened. Xiao Yang's eyes were slightly cold, and he suddenly had a heavy feeling in his heart.

It's been a long time, there hasn't been such a situation, the last time, it was when the family first came to Guyang City and started a war with the Liu family.

"Xiao Yuan, what's going on?"

As soon as Xiao Yang walked out of the courtyard, he saw Xiao Yuan with a hurried expression, so he hurriedly pulled him over and asked.

Taking a breath, Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly: "Just now, the second elder passed the news, and the team of the family escorting the goods outside was all attacked and suffered heavy damage. ”

"What, what about my father?" Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly froze, and his gaze swept away, but he didn't see the figure he expected.

"Don't mention it, isn't the medicine festival about to start, the people of the Thousand Medicine Workshop called all the patriarchs of the four major families over this morning, and the Liu family probably took advantage of this gap and wanted to destroy the family. Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Yang, hurry back to the room, the clansmen who have reached the Spirit Priest have all gone out to support, and I will hurry over as soon as possible. ”

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yuan quickly ran out with the Blue Flame Beast that was following him.

Figures shuttled in front of him, and Xiao Yang's eyes were a little cold and condensed.

Retreating into the courtyard, Xiao Yang looked at the leisurely ink master in the air, and said softly, "I need your help." ”

Shaking his head slightly, Master Mo said helplessly: "I only said to help you cultivate, but I have no obligation to save your clansmen, with my current state, every time I make a move, I will be counterattacked, unless I ......"

"Unless what?" Xiao Yang asked urgently.

"Unless you can find part of my body. There was a hint of cunning in the ink master's eyes.

"No problem, as long as you can help the Xiao family get out of danger today, you can refine me. Xiao Yang saw that Master Mo had signs of helping, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly said.

"How can it be so terrifying, it's still early, after you finish participating in that medicine festival, you may be qualified to help me find the body. ”

Mo Shi nodded with satisfaction and looked at Chi Yan: "I can't make a direct move, I need to use your body, this process may be very painful." ”

"Whew!"

The light in his eyes flickered, and after glancing at Xiao Yang, Chi Yan nodded his little head firmly.

"Then hold back!"

The ink master's face suddenly became serious, his hands were sealed, and a wide pillar of light descended from the sky, enveloping the red flames, and the golden runes slowly rotated with the rotation of the pillar of light.

"Crackling!"

The sound of bones breaking sounded, and Chi Yan's body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a human-sized body in an instant, and its fluffy tail, like a burning flame, waved in the air, exuding a wild aura.

"Whew!"

Holding back the pain, Red Flame let out an angry fox roar, and the fox's paws stretched out, claws like blades, splitting a solid rock in two.

Finally, its body shook, and a pale red ripple suddenly spread, and even the air was slightly distorted wherever it passed.

"This, is this still a red flame?"

Looking at the red flame whose back was almost to his chest, Xiao Yang couldn't help but swallow his saliva and sighed lightly.