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Yang Ze stood on the floating raft, swinging on the sea, like a lonely wanderer, at this time he was crossing the sea, not knowing where to go, or hoping to return to his hometown. However, the lightning and thunder in the sky, the tornado wandering between the sea and the sky, obviously at this time, he is not on the way back to his hometown, but is fighting against the heavens and those thunderclouds.

Since entering the artistic conception left by the Kunlun Pioneer, Yang Ze has gone from watching the struggle between the Kunlun Ancestor and the Sky Waterfall and Thunder to being immersive, and at this time, he understands the thrill and horror.

The world in the artistic conception can give people a strong sense of involvement, such as being realistic. And it is already quite difficult to maintain the stability of the sea in the storm close to a floating raft. In the ocean of wind and waves, it is like being in the most disorderly place between heaven and earth, and all the undercurrents and tides are raging wildly at this moment, as if countless monsters are about to tear the floating raft to pieces. In this case, it is already a hundred times more difficult than normal time to control the floating raft! I want to use my true qi to overcome all kinds of violent surges in detail, and at the same time avoid the sky above my head and the lightning that is constantly chasing down, which is faster than the flying sword of my cultivation. It's almost an impossible task!

Huge waves in the ocean sometimes lift more than ten meters of wall height, wave after wave, superimposed thousands of layers, row upon row, sometimes mad dogs like jumping out of countless crashing waves, chasing and biting themselves.

As soon as he avoided this wave, another fierce tiger wave swooped down all over the sky. Yang Ze's dragon disguised body method has been exercised like never before, mobilizing the floating raft under his feet, jumping or jumping, or speeding along the wave wall, from the initial embarrassment, gradually to the point where he can control it now. But it is not yet up to the point of doing what you want, and there will always be stiffness at every turn.

The thunder waterfall above the head has never been broken. Every time he followed where his body was at the previous moment, he slashed wildly, even if he had the slightest slackness, he immediately suffered.

Yang Ze has been in this nightmarish situation countless times, from the initial despair, fear, and even derivation of hatred for Xuanyuan Cod Heaven. You must know that in the artistic conception, all his senses are no different from the real world, the biting cold of the sea under his feet, the pain of encountering thunder, the normal person who keeps it will never want to try it a second time, but he has to try it countless times. Every time he encounters lightning, he will wake up from the world of artistic conception, and he can almost conclude that this is a very effective use of some protective function of the brain, forcing him out of that terrible artistic conception, otherwise he is afraid that his brain will be deceived and believe that he was struck by lightning to death.

At first, he was like a lost dog and wolf in the world of artistic conception, and then finally he was angry and gritted his teeth to desperately strive for survival...... It's a tough process.

Now he is like this, running frantically, a huge wave protrudes in front of him, Yang Ze and the floating raft under his feet collide head-on, the sky is bright, as if a god has fallen into the world, countless rays of light are shining, but these are all illusions, they are preludes, and the real one is a thunderbolt, splitting head-on.

The waves came to an end, and the floating raft under Yang Zehe's feet rose into the air, like ants flying in the air, slowly flying towards the sky above his head. His hands were trembling, but the long sword was held extremely tightly, facing the thunder thorn, swinging the sword with all his strength.

At the same time, the wave peak that was far away under his feet was abnormal, and a whirlpool was created out of thin air, and then a wave dragon, driven by his sword, went straight to the sky and rushed towards the crazy thunder thorn.

Bang la! The wave dragon, the sword and the thunder slammed into one place, first the air trembled with a high degree of squeezing, and the wave burst charged wildly, but it still couldn't resist the power of the thunder, and finally it was squeezed and shattered, broken into countless waves, the thunder thorn was weakened a lot, but it was still sharp, in the face of the destruction that came to the head, Yang Ze's eyes were full of fear, "Still failed......." ...,

Smack!

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Trembling and waking up, Yang Ze almost jumped up, "Lao Tzu is not playing anymore! It's too painful!" and looked at Xuanyuan Cod Tian who was living on the edge of the volcanic cave, walked over and picked up a crispy yellow croaker on the fire, sat on the ground and chewed it, not forgetting to stare at her with some annoyance, "Are you changing your tricks to fix me?

In the painful experience in the artistic conception, I am afraid that anyone in front of Yang Ze can scold his mother. Without experience, there is no right to speak, even if he can endure it very much, it is inevitable that there will be anger at this moment.

Thinking of Xuanyuan Cod's temperament again, Yang Ze felt that she was likely to use this to make herself suffer. This mirage may have some effect on cultivation, but it will never be as big as she said, and it is more of the kind of torture in the artistic conception.

That kind of torture can definitely make a normal person crazy!

They are hidden here these days, because they are worried that the smoke will expose their traces during the day, so they do not make a fire, only at night they rely on the cave to hide the fire and eat grilled fish and hare to rest, at this time the red fire flickered on Xuanyuan Cod's clothes, flickered on her slightly red face, flickered on her exposed smooth and slender legs, seeing Yang Ze's resentful unceremoniousness, Xuanyuan Cod's eyes were surprisingly calm, as if there was no anger at all that he misinterpreted and ruined his kindness, just stared at him for a long time, and suddenly kicked in the fire。

Countless waves of fire carried by withered firewood, under the purging of her slender calves, shot overwhelmingly towards Yang Ze, who was gnawing on grilled fish!

Yang Ze flipped and used the scorched branches in his hand to block the firewood, and the true strength contained in the firewood exploded in the night, instantly extinguishing those flames, just swaying countless sparks in the sky!

Feeling the true strength of the firewood, Yang Ze was shocked, and saw that among the sparks in the sky, the outline of Xuanyuan Cod's body appeared, and the female leopard rushed forward like a tiger, brushing aside the sparks, and the hand with five fingers together was white and flawless in the moonlight, but with an extremely cold air! Yang Ze had no doubt that if he was poked by her five fingers, a hole would suddenly open in his chest.

This is the first time he has officially fought with a holy woman of the Kunlun Holy Gate!

The footsteps bent and swept back, Yang Ze stepped on the dragon in disguise, and his body instantly moved left and right to confuse the enemy, and for a while it seemed to turn into several shadows, virtual and real.

But Xuanyuan Cod's fingers instantly pierced through those blurred shadows, and then followed his body like a shadow. The dragon in disguise can't completely get rid of her pursuit!?

In Dihai back then, Yang Ze had seen Xuanyuan Cod make a move, and he naturally couldn't catch up at that time. Unexpectedly, after nearly a year and a half, although his entry was amazing, Xuanyuan Cod's cultivation still did not stagnate, but reached a new height than at the beginning.

Yang Ze bent his knees and leaned back at a large angle in an urgent way, narrowly avoiding the five fingers that Xuanyuan Cod poked at his chest.

Yang Ze's vest was already in a cold sweat, thinking of this Nizi doesn't know what virtue is, it's very useful when I'm happy with you, but if I'm not happy, I can turn my face with you at any time, if I was a little bad just now, wouldn't I be seriously injured?

How dare he slack off at the moment when his heart was on fire, Yang Ze slapped the ground with both palms, and his body took advantage of the momentum to roll in mid-air, and instantly kicked five or six feet towards Xuanyuan Cod's slender body.

The sound of bang! is endless, but the energy of these five or six feet will cover all the space within the range of the feet.

The four atmospheric seas in Yang Ze's body are running at high speed, and the energy is transported and bombarded through the acupuncture points on the soles of the feet, which is the Xuanjie Gong "Step Cloud Ladder" of the Daye Autumn Dao Academy, which originally released the energy through the feet, making itself rise on the ground as if walking in the air. With the support of the extremely clever imitation of the flying body method practiced to the highest level, you can climb the cliffs of hundreds of feet out of thin air! ...,

However, Yang Ze already had the guidance and understanding of the old man of the Yuan God, and he changed this kind of exercise, which can make the soles of his feet and feet become extremely powerful killing weapons.

A burst of energy passed by Xuanyuan Cod's body and hit the big tree dozens of meters behind her, and there was a loud bang, and the big tree exploded into two parts, and countless sawdust fell apart!

Seeing that the rest of the qi was about to hit Xuanyuan Cod, she gritted her teeth, and her hands suddenly burst into a highly concentrated mist. The fog was so thick that two glowing clouds of smoke could be seen on the moonlit beach. The smoke swirled at a high height, and the next moment, her hand waved like a dance, and each palm hit the energy wave of Yang Ze's attack, and then the highly concentrated mist in her palm easily blocked the energy mass attacked by Yang Ze, and flew away in all directions.

A mass plunged into the water, violently stirring up a ten-meter-high wave.

A clump crashed into the grassy slope, and weeds, earth chips, and a foraging hare were lifted several meters high.

A ball of bang banged behind Yang Ze's left, and the sand and gravel on the ground burst up, covering the sky.

"Artistic conception!" At this moment, Yang Ze finally saw clearly the origin of the two clusters of white mist in Xuanyuan Cod's palm. To be precise, this is just the artistic conception of half a ritual, and it is still born in Xuanyuan Cod's body, and it cannot be separated from the body!

With the force of the recoil, swept dozens of meters away, Yang Ze turned around head-on in mid-air, and his index and middle fingers were brought together, facing the purple figure of Xuanyuan Cod, and he had to twist out a sword intent!

Since it is an artistic conception, only the artistic conception can break it.

Facing Yang Ze's shot of this ice blue sword intent that shone brightly under the night sky, Xuanyuan Cod Tian did not have half a fear in his pupils, and stepped forward, opening his palms with his five fingers and raising them above his head, at this moment she was like a goddess who ruled over all things, and then her palm protruded forward, and the surging misty qi in her palm faced the ice blue sword intent!

As soon as Bu came into contact, Yang Ze's brain shook violently, since it was his own artistic conception, he was connected with his divine sense. At the beginning, when the fat Daoist smashed his sword intent in the Star Picking Tower, Yang Ze's mind was as if he had been hit hard, and he seemed to be calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already mentally damaged by his divine sense, and he had no confidence to fight again, so he pulled Xuanyuan Cod and ran away!

When the sword intent collided with the half-rung artistic conception of Xuanyuan Cod Heaven, Yang Ze immediately had the feeling that in the storm of the mirage artistic conception world, the artistic conception he split hit the thunder that fell from the sky. It was as if his sword intent had crashed into the violent wind and waves.

Then the sword intent was in front of Xuanyuan Cod's palm, and countless cracks appeared visible to the naked eye.

Yang Ze's complete sword intent was no match for Xuanyuan Cod's half-rhyme artistic conception! There was a sign of collapse!

At this moment, Yang Ze's heart was shocked.

Xuanyuan Cod Tian grabbed the ice-blue sword intent, as if it had grabbed Yang Ze's mind, and then the corners of her lips smiled a little smugly, and her long and beautiful five fingers were suddenly clenched!

The sword intent shattered and fell apart.

Seeing the result, Xuanyuan Cootian's beautiful eyes flashed a little sarcastic, and he was about to take a good look at Yang Ze's panicked and scattered appearance. only to find that the space in front of him, Yang Ze had disappeared!

At the same time, a strong body suddenly pressed against the curve of her back, and Yang Ze's arm swept across Xuanyuan Tiantian's neck like iron pincers to clamp her body. At the same time, I don't know when, the Gu Guan Long Blade in her hand has silently stuck to her slender pink neck.

At the same time, Yang Ze's voice, close to her ears, seemed to come from out of the sky, "Never underestimate your opponent for any moment, otherwise it will be like now, and it will be taken advantage of." ”...,

Xuanyuan Cod Tian turned his head, held his head high, and glared at him fiercely with a pair of stubborn starry eyes, "Then you cut it, cut it down on my throat!

At first glance, Yang Ze withdrew his sword with a wry smile, stuck it on the sand, turned his head and looked at her, "What you just performed is the artistic conception in the mirage?"

Under the moonlight, Xuanyuan Cod Tian gave him a fierce look, and said silently, "Now you know, I'm not making fun of you." If I want to fix you, do I still need my most precious treasure? I can beat you myself!"

"Your most precious ...... "At this moment, Yang Ze realized what he had just done. Having said that, the mirage is Xuanyuan Cod's personal object, and it must be very important to her. The anger that I brought back after suffering in the world of artistic conception is really a little bit worse.

"This is Kunlun's Storm and Tide Thunder Intent! I can only smash your sword intent now when I reach half a run. So you should understand that this is fundamentally the same as the intransgressive sword intent you have learned, and it is a two-level thing!" The anger in Xuanyuan Cod's mouth was still unabated, and there were even some grievances after getting angry, "You only master the sword intent of Tianxuan Sipin, I thought you had a good talent, who knows if you are stupid enough to learn why you will take your temper out on me."

Yang Ze smiled, "You mean this?"

Then at the moment when Xuanyuan suddenly opened his eyes and covered his mouth, Yang Ze spread out his hands and had two more clouds.

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