Chapter 216: Soul Battle

"It's you ???"

Zhang Yang dodged to avoid the attack of the sharp object, stood still, and looked in the direction where the sharp object was flying, and a thin figure stood there, which was exactly the illusion of impermanence. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

At this time, the impermanence was even more miserable than before, and the sleeve of his left arm swayed in the wind, empty. The whole person was thinner than when Zhang Yang saw it before, with only a few strands of withered hair left on the top of his head, and the whole person was like a dried corpse.

"You're not dead yet!!"

Seeing the moment of impermanence, Zhang Yang chuckled in his heart, his vigilance suddenly rose, and his eyes stared at each other.

Phantom Impermanence also looked at Zhang Yang with a resentful face, and his body trembled and took a few steps forward.

"What a late-born junior!! good!good! good!! "The hoarse voice of the illusory is full of bitter resentment.

"I didn't expect to be calculated by you as a yellow-haired boy in the end, old man, I really lived for so many years in vain......"

Zhang Yang was silent, between him and the impermanence, there can only be one person who can live, and it is in vain to say more.

Illusion glanced at the giant tree not far behind Zhang Yang, and a ray of divine light suddenly burst out in his eyes that were about to wither.

"Boy, you just came out of there, if I'm not mistaken, it's the monster's lair. And you know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains, so naturally there are some great benefits hidden in it......"

The impermanence of the illusion seemed to be on the verge of death, and the body of the wood released a dangerous aura that seemed to be nothing, and the whole person seemed to suddenly have a little more vitality.

"Boy, I'm really curious more and more about your origins, what kind of force can cultivate a young talent like you!"

Suddenly, Illusory Impermanence shook his head and whispered, "However, none of this matters anymore, everything about you will still belong to me after all!!"

Hearing Illusion impermanence say this, Zhang Yang's face suddenly changed, and his body ejected.

"Boom!boom......"

More than a dozen chopsticks shot out from the ground under his feet and rushed straight to the sky.

Flipping over his hand to take the sword, Zhang Yang condescendingly slashed out a few sword yuans, and knocked down those chopsticks one by one.

I don't know what kind of material the chopsticks are made of, and they were unscathed under the flamboyant sword yuan, just rolled in the air a few times, and then they were regained control by the impermanence.

Illusion impermanence raised the remaining right arm, and the five fingers moved slightly, as if there were invisible threads connecting those chopsticks, allowing the chopsticks to move with Illusion's mind.

Of course, with his flamboyant mental power and reaction speed, he didn't pay attention to these chopsticks controlled by the illusion at all.

What he really cares about is a strong man like Illusion Impermanence, a martial artist who is suspected of being a Great Yuan Master Realm, even if it is only the end of the strong crossbow now, it is also an existence that needs to be looked up to.

"Boom!Boom......"

More than a dozen chopsticks flew up and down around Zhang Yang, patiently looking for the door that Zhang Yang might have neglected.

Zhang Yang is much more relaxed, and more than a dozen wisps of spiritual power are attached to those chopsticks, as long as the chopsticks move, Zhang Yang can make a response at the first time.

So after dozens of rounds, neither of the two had the upper hand.

On the other hand, after Illusory escaped from the siege of the Mosquito Blood Beast, he was already seriously injured, and now he is recklessly reckless, so he is naturally injured on top of injured. After a while, there was almost no blood on his face, and the whole person was about to fall, and it seemed that life and death could be lost at any time.

And Zhang Yang saw the state of illusory impermanence in his eyes, and he was even more determined to consume it with illusory impermanence, which is definitely a strategy that is beneficial and harmless.

Seeing that he couldn't take Zhang Yang in a short time, Phantom Impermanence suddenly sighed lightly, and with a move of his right hand, all the chopsticks flew back into his body.

Shaking his head, his impermanent and cloudy eyes stared at Zhang Yang, and sighed lightly, "I didn't want to kill you so quickly, but now it seems that I can't do it, my time is short, even if I can't get the secret of the sword power, but as long as I can live, it's worth it......"

Hearing the words of illusion, Zhang Yang was startled, and his body involuntarily took a step back. The whole person tensed, staring at the illusion with great caution.

"Soul !!"

The illusory impermanence on the opposite side suddenly used all his strength to roar, and a white light appeared on the cover of the heavenly spirit.

In the misty white light, a phantom of chopsticks less than three inches long flew out, and then quickly formed the shape of a person.

"It's ......"

The fluctuations from the other side made Zhang Yang feel a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while.

"Boy, be careful, this is the soul of that guy, he wants to escape from his soul, abandon his body that is about to die, and borrow the !! to be reborn"

Zhang Yang's mind suddenly remembered Long Qingyun's solemn voice.

"The Soul ??? Reborn ???"

In an instant, Zhang Yang's brain was opened, and he finally remembered this familiar fluctuation, remembered the things he had encountered recently, and pointed to his nose.

"What??? he wants to borrow my flesh to be born again!!"

Long Qingyun was a little helpless, and rolled his eyes, "Borrow ??? kid, I'm afraid he is not so polite, I think it's a robbery......"

Zhang Yang looked at the human figure composed of chopsticks above the head of Illusory Impermanence in a daze, "Is this also the soul of a martial artist??? just these few broken chopsticks still dare to rob my body!!"

"What's so strange about this, your soul may be a black broken sword, why can't someone else's soul be chopsticks......" Long Qingyun was really a little speechless, sometimes, Zhang Yang's performance can be described as shocking, but sometimes, Zhang Yang seems to be as demented as a four-legged fat animal.

After the illusory soul escaped, the body fell straight and down, and there was no life at all.

The soul of the chopsticks floated a few times above the body, as if it was reluctant to give up its original body. After a while, a gust of wind rushed straight away.

"Here !! come"

Long Qingyun snorted lightly, "Boy, if you don't want his soul to enter your mind and stir up a bloody storm, you will also escape your sword soul and fight him to the death." ”

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, "Okay, the sword soul has been cultivated so far, and I have never really met a soul opponent, so I will test your sword today!"

"Sword Soul !!"

Zhang Yang sat directly cross-legged, and a dazzling golden light also appeared above his head, and a black long sword that exuded colorful glare rose slowly.

The chopsticks that rushed towards Zhang Yang were stunned, and he looked at the top of Zhang Yang's head in disbelief.

"Sword-shaped soul!Boy, you actually have a sword-type soul at a young age!!

Illusion directly sent out a soul message, and the deep shock made Zhang Yang very useful.

"Hmph, old ghost, don't underestimate the people of the world! Any of your means today will succeed!!

The tip of the sword is slightly oblique, pointing directly at the impermanence!!