But Zhu Fei completely underestimated Zhang Yang's ability to escape, although Zhang Yang's martial arts cultivation realm was low, but in terms of body method, under the training of the Qinglao Eight Dragon Array, there were probably few low-level disciples in the entire Sword Pavilion who could compare to Zhang Yang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Therefore, although each of Zhu Fei's attacks is powerful and swift and vigorous, Zhang Yang is like a slippery loach, flashing, turning, soaring, and diverting to the extreme.

Even more, Zhu Fei was in the range of Zhang Yang's spiritual power, whenever Zhu Fei's body began to move, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi had already begun to fluctuate, and Zhang Yang knew Zhu Fei's attack route in an instant, so after more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Zhu Fei didn't touch Zhang Yang's clothes at all, let alone cause any fatal injuries to Zhang Yang.

On the other hand, Zhu Fei became more and more frightened the more he fought, his cultivation in the Great Yuan Shi Realm was against a martial artist who was not even in the Yuan Shi Realm, and he couldn't even touch the opponent's kick.

Thinking of the cruel words that he had just put down not long ago, his heart was even more mixed. After a fruitless blow, Zhu Fei finally couldn't hold back his anger, and stopped drinking,

"Boy, don't run, dare to fight me head-on?"

"Hmph, if you stand and don't fight back, I won't run!" Zhang Yang sneered.

Zhu Fei was furious when he heard this, and he was really helpless in his heart, when he encountered such an opponent, even if he had ten thousand strength, it was like hitting cotton, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

But just like the person in the sword formation said, it was already extremely difficult to cast the Hell Flame Dragon by himself, and he should fight quickly, but now if he can't even take a small cultivator of the Mortal Realm, then when the time for the Hell Flame Dragon he summoned is up, under the siege of several sides, he will definitely die.

Therefore, Zhu Fei gritted his teeth and deceived himself again.

It seems to go back to the time when the young man trained himself, and to the moment of life and death in the Eight Dragons Formation.

It's just that this time it's not training, and there is no young man to assist him, and if he is not careful, he will die, so Zhang Yang is extremely careful, and his mental power is also extremely focused, and every grass and tree within a radius of fifty zhang, every leaf and stone is his own barrier, the purpose is to drag Zhu Fei and win time for Zhu Yajun and others.

Zhang Yang is convinced of Huang Daopeng's words, he is now in a race against time, Zhang Yang believes that Zhu Fei should be more anxious than himself now, so the more fierce Zhu Fei's attack is, the more careful he must deal with it, and it is not an exaggeration to describe his current self with his life hanging by a thread.

The white dragon above the sword array continued to roar and rush down, dissipate, and then converge again, and went towards the sword array **** again, and the speed of both sides that were already visible to the naked eye was gradually wearing.

The nine dragons were no longer majestic and huge, and they even looked a bit like the Jiao that had just formed, obviously consuming a lot of energy in the few impacts just now.

However, the sword array below Jiaolong was even more miserable, the range of white light had gradually shrunk to the size of ten zhang, and Zhang Ze's angry scolding could not be heard in the sword array.

If it weren't for the fact that the sword array was still spinning rapidly, Zhang Yang wondered if Zhang Ze and the others had encountered an accident.

In short, both sides are in a race against time to see who will fall first.

The iron fan in Zhu Fei's hand struck out for a long time, pointing directly at Zhang Yang's door, and Zhang Yang's head tilted back, but Zhu Fei suddenly smashed his wrist downward, folding the fan in his hand, and the tip of the fan slashed towards Zhang Yang's chest like a sharp knife with fire.

However, Zhang Yang seemed to have expected it, and an astonishing twist of his upper body made room for Zhu Fei's blow.

But the robe on his body was not spared, it was burned by the white flame on Zhu Fei's fan, and the fire ignited in an instant, and Zhang Yang hurriedly surged a burst of heaven and earth vitality on his body, shattering the robe on his body, otherwise he would have to suffer.

The long sword in Zhang Yang's hand stabbed towards Zhu Fei's waist, just blocked by the iron fan recovered by Zhu Fei, and after a borrowed force, Zhang Yang's whole body fell backwards lightly, and before he could stand firmly, several fire snakes shot by Zhu Fei were coming head-on.

Zhang Yang's face changed, indeed, in terms of the experience of fighting with others, ten of them can't catch up with each other.

The fire snake shot by Zhu Fei was just in Zhang Yang's old power has not gone, and the new force has not been born ****, at this time, Zhang Yang has no time to do any dodge action, so he has to frantically stir his spiritual power to form a thin vitality cover in front of him, and then staring at the fire snake flying towards him with a hideous face.

Several fiery red long snakes roared past like doomsday arrows, instantly penetrating the vitality shield in front of Zhang Yang, and then bombarded Zhang Yang's chest, and in an instant, the area where Zhang Yang was located turned into a sea of fire.

The brilliant firelight made Zhu Fei, who was standing not far away, show a strange red on his face, making Zhu Fei, who was already disfigured, even more bloodthirsty and crazy.

"Hmph! It's ridiculous, it's just a little mortal realm cultivator, even if you have some means to escape, what can you do, the gap in the realm can't be made up by anything!

Zhu Fei snorted coldly, disdainful of the firelight.

Just as Zhu Fei was about to turn around and leave, an astonishing light suddenly appeared in the middle of the firelight, followed by two and three ......

More light shot out from the firelight, and the blinding light even obscured the light of the sun in the sky, as if only this luminous body was left between heaven and earth.

Zhu Fei, who was about to leave, was also forced to take a few steps back by the Dao light, and raised his hand to cover his eyes in disbelief and looked at the middle of the firelight.

A slender figure slowly walked out of the firelight, with a radiant body full of light, like a divine son descending from the sky, with the disregard and ruthlessness of judging everything in the world.

Zhu Fei also saw it clearly, it was Zhang Yang.

In the face of the **** fire snake, Zhang Yang, who was already unable to dodge, felt bitter in his heart, and could only watch the fire snake approach him step by step, and the intention of death had already sprouted in his mind, and he had even closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

The fire snake came as scheduled and hit Zhang Yang's chest, the clothes on his body were instantly ignited, and they turned into ashes in a moment, and even Zhang Yang had already smelled the smell of his hair being burned when he was dying.

At this time, Zhang Yang felt a cool breath flowing through his body, spreading all over his body, isolating himself from the fire waves outside.

Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and saw the five-colored light flowing on his body, and it was these five-colored lights that blocked the surging white flames from his body.

And these rays of light emanated from a silver-white inner armor worn on his body.

Zhang Yang shook his head, and suddenly remembered that this was the "streamer" left by the old man before he left, and the old man's earnest teaching was still vividly remembered at that time.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly mobilized the little vitality left in his body to inject it into the "streamer", which made Zhang Yang's surprise appear.

Originally, the five-colored light that kept appearing on the "Streamer Armor" shone brightly, and it broke through the white fire wave at once, allowing Zhang Yang to easily walk out of the sea of fire.

Zhu Fei watched with a gloomy face as Zhang Yang walked out of the sea of fire step by step, standing not far in front of him.

Zhu Fei's eyes were immediately attracted by the "streamer" that Zhang Yang was wearing, watching the "streamer" emit an uncertain light, and there was no damage at all under his full blow, and Zhu Fei's blood-red eyes even exuded something called greed.

"Okay, good, I didn't expect that such a powerful armor could be found on a small martial artist like you, but it's okay to kill your armor!"

Zhu Fei's hoarse voice revealed the madness of extreme excitement.

Zhang Yang glanced at the sword array next to him, and under the crazy impact of the white flame dragon, the range of the sword array continued to shrink, and even appeared in a state of exhaustion.

Zhang Yang's heart sank, knowing that the worst had happened, without Zhao Dewei's presiding, the sword array of several people would not be able to support the complete dissipation of the white flame dragon. In other words, if you don't do something on your side, I'm afraid that you and others will sleep here for a long time.

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth slowly curled, and he actually chuckled, and said slowly towards Zhu Fei.

"Do you know, my cultivation time is very short, and I don't know much about the world of martial arts cultivators, but I am full of yearning. This is the first time I have gone far away, the first time I have entered the world to practice, the first time I have met so many different martial arts cultivators, and even the first time I have fought and used what I have learned to fight. ”

"This feeling is very good, really good, I still remember the harsh scolding of the teacher when he taught, and I remember the playful laughter and scolding between the same teachers and brothers. This kind of life is what I want, so I'm not going to let you break this kind of life ......."

In the end, Zhang Yang's eyes were full of madness, and the originally scattered spiritual power was suddenly recovered, driving the heaven and earth vitality in the air to surge violently, and the debris on the ground around him moved without wind, and instantly stood out of thin air and flew towards Zhang Yang rapidly, and then quietly stopped in the space of a foot in front of Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't have any scruples about flying in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, and all his consciousness returned to his mind, constantly compressing the little spiritual power left in his body, until all the spiritual power was pressed into the shape of a ball by Zhang Yang, suspended in Zhang Yang's mind, exuding a misty light.

At this moment, time seems to stand still, space seems to be stagnant, Zhang Yang has entered a selfless and formless realm, and the world is only left with the rotating ball of spiritual power in his mind.

"Come on, let me see your beauty again!"

Zhang Yang said silently in his heart.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang invisibly, and the round spiritual power ball suddenly erupted, like a sword, **** from Zhang Yang's mind, straight into the sky, and the heaven and earth vitality in the sky along the way was forcibly dispersed.

If a Great Cultivator is here, he can see a vacuum belt of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi appear in the sky, and this terrifying vacuum belt connects the sun overhead and a young man.

When Zhang Yang's spiritual power suddenly exploded, Zhang Yang was also like a powder keg being detonated, and the broken wood chips that were originally suspended around Zhang Yang's body instantly returned and hit the surrounding trees, turning more towering giant trees into sawdust.

Zhu Fei, who was not far from Zhang Yang, was the first to bear the brunt, watching countless sawdust flying towards him, Zhu Fei had a look of fear on his face for the first time.

Hurriedly danced the iron fan in his hand, and laid layers of protective shields in front of him.

But what shocked Zhu Fei happened, the Yuan Qi Cover he laid was easily penetrated by the broken wood chips that were shot at high speed, and there were many small wood chips that burned in the air and turned into ashes, but there were also a few wood chips that passed through the Yuan Qi Cover and shot towards Zhu Fei, in desperation, Zhu Fei had to protect the vital points on his body with an iron fan and resist these wood chips.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

Bursts of sparks danced, and under this round of impact, Zhu Fei couldn't resist dragging his feet and sliding backwards for a long distance before completely unloading this huge impact.

After successfully resisting the impact of this round of vitality tide and wood chips, Zhu Fei's face also quickly emerged with a strange red, and finally couldn't help it, spurting a mouthful of blood forward, and then seeing Zhu Fei's whole body, many tiny blood holes appeared under the impact of the sawdust, and blood was bubbling at this time.

Zhu Fei's face instantly changed from fear to horror, in Zhu Fei's martial arts cultivation career, he had never felt that death was so close to him. But this time, Zhu Fei was really scared......

What Zhu Fei was afraid of was not why a small cultivator of the Mortal Realm could create such a huge shock wave of vitality, nor was he afraid of being seriously injured by sawdust in the sky, what Zhu Fei was afraid of was that the powerful shock wave just now seemed to be just a "small mistake" caused by the opponent's inability to control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi when he performed his special move.

So......

Zhu Fei raised his head with difficulty, and the voice that seemed to come from the Nine Shadows sounded in his ears, and the last thing he saw was a rainbow light that continued to expand in his pupils......

"Three Swords of the Starry Sky - Sunfall !!"