For Yang Ze, the word "ghost" has always been stored in the depths of his brain as an inherent noun like "eating" and "sleeping". Like those shipwrecks in the Far Eastern Seas, buried at the bottom of the blue abyss.

However, it wasn't until today that he faced Heng Muxuan that Yang Ze realized that this word could bring him a chill and shock from the bone marrow.

All he could see was the frequent appearance of Heng Muxuan's figure on the retina, each appearance was a step to close the distance, almost the speed of dazzling eyes, and the sound of the other party's moving wind had already agitated the eardrums with the messy grass blades dragged past by his feet.

Everything just happened in a flash of light, and Heng Muxuan's face, which was still far away and unreal, appeared in a flash next to him, and the light and shadow and high-speed movement made his face pale.

The breath of destruction was sharp and swift, and the sting broke through the thoughts that Yang Ze had used to perceive.

A creepy claw appeared in his sight with a miserable red light, and Yang Ze could only almost subconsciously swing a palm with all his strength towards the source of the crisis that made him unable to open his eyes and gather his breath.

Bump! Yang Ze took three steps back with a muffled snort.

And in this process, Yang Ze announced his injury as soon as he looked at him. In his heart, he had to praise Heng Muxuan secretly.

He began to accumulate strength to climb his strength to the peak before he stepped off the horse, and even suddenly caused endless pressure on Yang Ze with his ghostly body in an instant. Just from this confrontation between prediction and aura, Yang Ze was already at a disadvantage, and at this moment, he couldn't avoid it and hard-hit the opponent's full force, and the true qi of the whole body was not immediately defeated, and he was already thankful.

However, Yang Ze's three steps are very particular, just the side of Heng Mu Xuan's left hand, in terms of human physiological structure and mechanics, this direction is the most inconvenient for Heng Mu Xuan to continue to pursue and fight so that he can play a mercury-like offensive, and it can also allow Yang Ze to regroup his position, redefine and face Heng Mu Xuan.

In the confrontation between Buyi, the realm of cultivation of the two sides and the use of tactics and strategies were vividly displayed. couldn't help but make the Lotus Warrior and the Yunting Tiger Guard cheer in a low voice. They unconsciously clenched the hilt of their swords in their hands to show their support to the two of them. With the hot blood flowing in his body, he was mobilized to boil and raise his fighting spirit.

Even those cultivators who were standing on the slopes of the fields, standing in the mountains, and standing in the distance by the streams felt that the speed of the blood rushing from the soles of their feet at this time could not help but speed up a few points.

The strength of the 10,000 armies is the most in the Tiger Guard, although he secretly praised Yang Ze for being forced to retreat and could correctly choose the direction of retreat, but at this time, his brows still couldn't help frowning slightly.

His concern arose. The next moment, the move was lightly touched on the ground with the old Hengmu Xuan's toes.

Just a little. The whole person shook slightly, and with the force of this shock, his body twisted strangely, and then flew diagonally like a bat with its wings spread!

For a practitioner, giving up the upper space above his head is an act that will cause extremely dangerous and terrible consequences. At that moment, the Seven Realms cultivators who were watching the battle from a distance, although they opened their mouths and were too late to comment in surprise, they had almost predicted what kind of crisis situation would come next.

Hengmu Xuanbat swept like wings, raised his left and right hands, and the nails of the five fingers of his hands were immediately pulled out about a foot long. The nails of the nails became crimson and sharp, with a hardness and sheen that was even colder than that of pig iron.

Yang Ze finally understood why he had generously unloaded the Lotus Warrior's weapon before, because he himself had a weapon, and a certain technique he cultivated could itself allow him to have ten hook-like nails that could split gold and silver!

"Five rounds of kill!" Heng Mu Xuan had a wicked smile on his face. The five fingers stretched out and swirled in a circle in the palm of the hand, and the scarlet nails swirled together with a blood-red and destructive aura. Swallow it in front of Yang Ze's face!

Five rounds of killing! Countless people's faces changed suddenly in Hengmu Xuanshi's display of this method. If Heng Muxuan's grasp of Yang Ze's face was solid, I am afraid that his entire head would be sliced.

Shield!

In the blink of an eye. Yang Ze's fists clenched "click!" The light blue qi wall burst out from Yang Ze's body, and it was in one place with Heng Mu Xuan's five claws.

There was a sharp cracking sound. Yang Ze's [shield], which was able to resist a triple attack of the same level, trembled for the first time and was on the verge of collapse.

But after successfully blocking the enemy's blow, Yang Ze stepped on the grass frantically, and retreated sharply with a clatter. It flies like an arrow close to the ground.

In the process. Heng Mu Xuan appeared left and right beside Yang Ze like a teleportation, and the five claws in his hand were like a phoenix flower with a destructive posture, grabbing him one after another!

The sound of bang bang kept ringing. Yang Ze's shield continued to crack, but it was replenished by a wave of qi wall cultivation that burst out in his body, and he was hit by the next blow again!

The energy that escaped caused the blades of grass to be cut, and the space around them was damaged. Blades of grass fluttered like flocculents, and from a distance, the two of them seemed to be wrapped in a green mist.

"It was actually blocked by five rounds of killing, Heng Mu Xuan's five rounds of killing, Yingzhou Realm's peerless five rounds of killing, Yang Sanshui was able to rely on that kind of strange technique to completely block the five rounds of killing" The Seven Realms observation cultivators who knew the goods in the forest finally couldn't suppress their stunned voices.

"If it is not bad as expected, what Yang Sanshui performed should be a kind of rare qi cultivation technique [shield body] outside, this kind of exercise is extremely difficult to practice, but once it is practiced, it can make a person gather qi outside, forming a huge defensive ability of the Xuanmu Qi Wall, even if he encounters an opponent across the border, he has the power to protect himself. It's just that this kind of exercise cultivation is extremely difficult, and it is extremely difficult to obtain, so I didn't expect it. This Yang Sanshui has actually practiced, I am now expecting more and more from him, this kid has goods, I don't know what kind of surprises he can give us?"

For Yang Ze, the use of the shield is now accompanied by the improvement of cultivation, although the time limit has been increased, it can only support the time of seven heartbeats.

But it was only in this short period of time that Heng Muxuan had already bombarded seven or eight blows one after another.

Therefore, the time between these moments is as long as a gap for Yang Ze.

The shield dissipated, and Heng Mu Xuan was also the interval when the five rounds of killing were old and needed to be adjusted and replaced.

Yang Ze's right foot was behind him, and he sank directly into the dirt turf. But his body turned from the arrow retreat to a pause, he clenched his hands into fists, and together, the power of the spiritual veins was quickly mobilized and injected into his hands, as if he was faintly holding an invisible sword, slashing towards Hengmu Xuan, who had already arrived!

The light blue light of the true qi long blade appeared in Yang Ze's hand and blasted towards Heng Mu Xuan.

Heng Mu Xuan's eyes were already blood-red, with his conceit, he went all out as soon as he started the battle, trying to make Yang Ze defeat in the shortest possible time, causing huge psychological pressure and shadows to Yunting Huwei and Yang Ze. even fought this battle, before the Qingxu Conference, to cheer for his momentum.

However, he used the mastery of "five rounds of killing", and even bombarded with all his strength as if he was crazy, but in the end, he failed to shatter Yang Ze's body protection qi wall, which made him suffer this huge setback for the first time. As a result, his whole person was furious, and he had a crazy idea of "if this person is not removed, he will be a big trouble in the future!"

In an instant, Yang Ze's true qi long blade was reflected on his bloodshot eyes.

Heng Mu Xuan took out seven fingers, formed seven red threads, and sneered, "I can block the previous blow, I don't know what about my "Seven Finger Kill"!"

Heng Mu Xuan's red silk and Yang Ze's true qi long blade bombarded one place. As if a sullen lightning struck the central field, Yang Ze's heart suddenly stagnated, and the whole person almost lost his breath. The True Qi Blade attached to the power of the spiritual vein, even if it was blessed with the power of the spiritual vein, was almost scattered.

Heng Mu Xuan's red silk true qi was also forced back, on the surface, it seemed that Heng Mu Xuan had a better edge, but he was shocked in his heart, the previous information said that this Yang Sanshui was only interested in the cultivation of the third grade, and when he and he personally faced the enemy, he knew that the other party had actually reached the second grade of the intention. I don't know if the other party has jumped a level during this time. If so, then how terrifying should this person's cultivation talent be?

But these are not the most important, the most important thing is Heng Mu Xuan plus the secret mastery that is not spread in Yingzhou Realm, originally he expected that it would be easy to win, who knew that he was actually frustrated several times, this Yang Sanshui, who was intended to be of second grade, was as humble but tenacious as a mole! This repeated glue and adhesion state has made Heng Mu Xuan, who has never been frustrated and has been smooth sailing, have a kind of hatred from the bottom of his heart. He was going to get rid of the gopher, and wipe him out like one of those innumerable lowly solitary wanderers.

Yang Ze took a few steps back, his hands trembled, and he gasped for breath, and at this time, one or two drops of nosebleed dripped down from his nose. was wiped away by him, and his eyes stared coldly in the direction of Heng Muxuan.

Where Heng Muxuan was just now, there was actually a rapidly rotating mist, and Heng Muxuan himself was in this mist.

The stream next to him unexpectedly and terrifyingly showed waves of fluctuations, evaporating countless mist, and these mist actually flowed directly around Heng Muxuan, wrapping his whole person in a water ball.

Yang Ze instinctively sensed the danger, but at this time, he could use his mind to perceive that Heng Mu Xuan's divine consciousness qi machine had all hit his body, and the other party was performing a killing move!

Some cultivators watching the battle from a distance could also perceive the terrifying coercion emanating from Heng Mu Xuan in the water mist from a distance, "This is!?"

"Faint return to the wind, resist the water and become a dragon? This is the Yingzhou Dixuan-level lore technique, the water dragon is extinguished?"

"Oops!"

The mist on Heng Mu Xuan's body has turned into a round water mass, and his whole person flew up into the air from the ground, and a stream beside him seemed to turn into a ribbon, which was pulled by an invisible hand, accompanied by a crazy up and down swing and terrifying ups and downs.

Suddenly, the river suddenly erupted into a column and gathered in Heng Muxuan's water mass. The center of the water mass suddenly exploded, revealing a floating Hengmu Xuan!

Although Ling Yue's cultivation is not high, he is better than being well-informed, and when he saw Heng Mu Xuan performing his mastery, he immediately lost his soul and yelled at Yang Ze, "Run!

Wan Jun suddenly drew his sword and floated towards Heng Mu Xuan, shouting loudly, "Heng Mu Xuan, do you know what you are doing!?"

In the cheers of everyone who noticed that the situation was not good. Yang Ze's figure retreated sharply, ready to dodge.

The lightning-like long sword of the ten thousand armies approached the distance of one zhang to the right of Heng Mu Xuan in mid-air, and the long sword let out a sharp whistling sound, turning into a sword qi and striking straight away, showing the peak skill of the ten thousand armies contained in this blow.

But it's too late!

The water mass suddenly rose without wind, and the water columns that passed through Heng Mu Xuan's body were still transparent and bright one moment, and the next moment they became dark and smelly, and they were as if they had given birth to a soul, driven by countless blood-red silk threads swimming inside, forming a hideous dragon appearance in mid-air, with some unpredictable terrifying power all over the body, at a speed faster than the sword of sword cultivation, spiraling and agitating and overwhelmingly blasting towards Yang Ze.

Wan Jun slashed the edge of the dragon's body with a sword, and the sword qi was unexpectedly bounced out backwards!

At the moment before the filthy water dragon reached his body, the wind pressure alone made Yang Ze unmoved. The ground caved down. Then in the exclamation of countless people, the cover of the water dragon covering the sky engulfed Yang Ze.

The stream turned into a terrible torrent, into a dragon that swam for nine days, swept and enveloped, and wriggled on the ground, forming a ravine several meters deep in its pass.

Then the water dragon rushed unabated, burst into the middle of the river, and immediately formed a huge wave up to ten meters high on the river surface, and the herd of beasts drinking and grazing on the bank was immediately overturned, and the small half was even swept into the rushing river. In the blink of an eye, it was gone, leaving only the wrecked herd to mourn to itself.

And Yang Ze, in front of the Yunting Tiger Guard, countless Seven Realm cultivators watching the battle, was defeated by the flood caused by this Hengmu Xuanxue, and disappeared together!

(To be continued)