Zhang Yang stood quietly in the middle of the entire clearing, his spiritual power filled every inch of this place, as long as the black-robed man moved, he would definitely not be able to escape the perception of his spiritual power. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmm, huh, finally give up!

Zhang Yang let out a low shout, his left leg was a pillar, and his right leg was like a whip, and he suddenly threw it behind his back. The steel strength of the right leg is strong, forming a burst of wind-breaking sound.

When Zhang Yang's right leg just arrived, layers of ripples appeared in the space behind him, and the figure of the black-robed man just appeared. Before the black-robed man could see the situation on the field, he felt a gust of wind blowing on the right, which had already reached him, and he didn't have time to react.

The black-robed man was also a good fighter, and subconsciously raised his hands and crossed his hands to block forward, just to protect his face.

"Bang-......"

With a muffled sound, Zhang Yang's right leg collided with the black-robed man and immediately separated, Zhang Yang retracted his right leg, and quickly took a few steps back to stand, but the black-robed man was hit to the ground by Zhang Yang from the air, and his feet slid on the ground for a long distance before he could stop, leaving two deep scratches.

"Okay!good!good!I can't imagine that you, a little Yuanshi Realm martial artist, can see through my body, the Sword Pavilion is indeed the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger!"

Although the black-robed man praised him, his fury could even be felt by the crowd of onlookers.

"Hmph! Zhang is not talented, but it is more than enough to deal with you crooked demons and evil ways!"

"Haha, since that's the case, then let you see the crooked evil ways in your mouth!"

The black-robed man laughed, pulled off the black robe on his body, and threw it into the air, a magical thing happened, the black robe grew in the air when it saw the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge black cloth, wrapping Zhang Yang and the black-robed man in the middle, forming a huge black ball to stay in the clearing.

The crowd of onlookers looked at each other, not seeing what was going on inside, and could only judge that there was a fierce fight going on inside by the sound of "bang" from time to time.

But after seeing the strangeness and flamboyant strength of the black-robed man, no one stupidly wanted to go in and find out, they all waited quietly in place, waiting for the final winner of this dragon battle.

Under the huge black cloth, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The black-robed man crouched quietly to the side, without making any sound, his eyes fixed on Zhang Yang, who was standing in the middle and groping around.

Zhang Yang actually already knew the location of the black-robed man, although Zhang Yang couldn't see anything with the naked eye in such an environment, but don't forget, Zhang Yang is a telekinesis.

The reason why Zhang Yang made a panicked look was to confuse the black-robed man, and then see what the black-robed man's intention was to get himself into this black cloth.

"Five-color psychedelia!"

A sound that seemed to be made by the rubbing of bones sounded slowly. Zhang Yang's spirit was shocked, and he knew that it was coming.

A little red light suddenly appeared directly in front of Zhang Yang, then a trace of blue light appeared on the left, and then blue, green, and purple lights appeared at the same time.

The five-colored light is getting brighter and brighter, slowly blending, like a flowing river, becoming you have me, I have you.

The originally dark world suddenly became colorful, and the five colors distorted and blended with each other, giving people a sense of time and space confusion.

Zhang Yang stared at these distorted colors, his eyelids became heavier, and he felt drowsy.

Just when Zhang Yang was about to fall into a deep sleep, the spiritual power in his mind suddenly worked again, and a cool air flowed through, which instantly made Zhang Yang wake up.

A cold sweat broke out behind Zhang Yang, who cheered up, if he didn't have spiritual power, I am afraid that he would have fallen into this colorful world just now, and he would not be a mermaid by then.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's expression became solemn again, and he cheered up his spirit, carefully dealing with the attack that the black-robed man might come at any time.

The black-robed man who was hiding not far away waited for a while, pulled out an ugly smile at the corner of his mouth, turned over his hand and took out a pitch-black dagger, put it in his mouth, and then supported the ground with both hands, used his limbs together, and rushed towards Zhang Yang quickly like a spirit animal, the speed was amazing, and there was no sound.

When the black-robed man hurriedly "crawled" behind Zhang Yang, he suddenly jumped high, took off the dagger in his mouth, and slashed towards Zhang Yang's back.

The black-robed man also kept an eye on it, after all, Zhang Yang is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and he is now in the other party's territory, if he really takes Zhang Yang's life, then he will not want to leave the Sword Pavilion in this life, but if he only hurts Zhang Yang, it will be a name for the accidental injury in the end, and then he can only blame Zhang Yang for his lack of skill, and it will be difficult to say anything about the Sword Pavilion.

But this blow also used seven points of the strength of the black-robed man, if it really fell on Zhang Yang's back, Zhang Yang would spend at least half a year in bed.

Seeing that the dagger in his hand was about to scratch Zhang Yang's clothes, the black-robed man could already imagine the scene of blood splashing behind Zhang Yang, and couldn't help but stretch out his scarlet tongue and lick his lips.

"Ah......h

A scream full of panic suddenly appeared in this colorful world. And it was the black-robed man himself who made this sound.

At the moment when the dagger was about to stab Zhang Yang's back, the black-robed man saw that Zhang Yang turned his head and smiled at him, revealing two rows of neat teeth, and the black-robed man swore that it was definitely the most terrifying smile he had ever seen, although this smile was full of innocence.

The most terrifying thing for the black-robed man was still to come, his dagger didn't move, yes, it didn't move, even the body that jumped high didn't move, it still kept its original posture, and it couldn't move quietly suspended in the air.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to dismiss you again!"

Zhang Yang turned his head and smiled mysteriously at the black-robed man, then his face turned cold, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the scorching vitality sprayed thinly, and he shouted loudly and smashed it on the black-robed man.

"Bang ......"

The martial cultivators outside the black ball hadn't left yet, and they were all looking at the black ball anxiously, eager to see through the black cloth directly and see what was going on inside.

"It's not good, everyone retreat, the black ball is about to explode......"

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, and everyone rushed back.

At this moment, the ball wrapped in black cloth made an earth-shattering sound and exploded suddenly, and immediately dust flew and cloth crumbs fell all over the sky.

The crowd who retreated to a hundred feet away waved their sleeves vigorously, trying to see the scene clearly.

After a while, everyone could finally see the scene on the field, only to see Zhang Yang in the middle with a single fist raised, the red light on his fist was shining, exuding amazing fluctuations, and not far away, the black-robed man was lying on the ground, with a pool of blood in front of him, and he was already unconscious.

"Hiss......"

There was a burst of gasps on the field, and it was obvious that it was this Sword Pavilion disciple who injured the black-robed man, and then broke the ball out, winning the final victory in this battle.

But this is exactly what everyone feels incredible, all kinds of magical powers used by the black-robed man are strange and impermanent, and no one in the martial arts cultivators standing there dares to say that they have absolute certainty of winning against the black-robed man, but the young man in front of him has done it.

For a while, a thought popped up in everyone's hearts at the same time: Sword Pavilion is worthy of being Sword Pavilion, and anyone who comes out casually also has extraordinary combat effectiveness.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way...... Who is fighting here?"

At this time, a shout came from outside, and a group of law enforcement disciples wearing Sword Pavilion robes walked over. Everyone consciously got out of the way, and the law enforcement team walked in, and saw the black-robed man lying on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then looked at Zhang Yang who was standing in the field, and a person who looked like a captain stepped forward.

"Senior brother, what's going on here, who is he?"

Zhang Yang looked at the black-robed man, hesitated for a moment, and still told the truth.

"Hello senior brother, I am a disciple of the sword spirit, this black-robed man was forced to buy and sell in this trading area, and he was taken down by the junior brother, and I asked the senior brother to take it back and deal with it strictly!"

"Uproar...... the crowd of onlookers was completely boiling.

"It turns out that the sword spirit disciples who are famous all over the continent, no wonder they have such combat power......"

"Yes, the sword spirit is still as terrifying as ever......"

"This time the Sword Pavilion is opened, if I can enter the Sword Spirit, I will have no regrets even if I die......"

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Looking at the martial cultivators who were in a frenzy around him, Zhang Yang frowned slightly, this was also the reason why Zhang Yang was reluctant to disclose his identity as a disciple of the sword spirit in public, because the words "sword spirit" were too attention-grabbing.

Zhang Yang once again hugged his fist towards the Sword Pavilion disciple in front of him, lifted his foot strength, and disappeared from everyone's eyes after a few changes of direction.