"Zhang boy, don't fight hard, this person is a little strange, you may not be able to fight others, let's think of another way!"

"Other way...... Zhang raised his brows, thinking about the other way that the old dragon said. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Although your body is strong, after all, you have never polished your body well, nor have you learned any magical powers in close combat, you only fight with brute force and unyielding will, so sooner or later you will suffer! Don't forget, you are a sword cultivator......" Long Qingyun peeled off the cocoon, slowly dialing the publicity.

"You have a sword soul, and it is the first time to get a glimpse of the general trend of swordsmanship, plus the right arm of the Dao obtained in the cliff, although it is used to practice the "Forbidden Technique", but it must also be effective when used to perform swordsmanship!

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "Sword?"

Turning over his hand and taking out a bright and dangling long sword, Zhang Yang raised his hand to caress it, feeling its sharpness, bending his fingers and flicking, feeling its tremors.

"Okay!

"Boy, although I don't understand the sword theory, but all the laws are clear, and when I reach my realm, all the moves and paths are vain, up to the origin of the Dao. In the same way, when you cultivate a sword, you don't practice those fancy tricks, you don't practice some beautiful moves, but you cultivate the sword of killing. As soon as your sword comes out, you will kill, and you will not give up until you reach your goal! This is the sword, the king of a hundred soldiers!"

Long Qingyun emerged half of his body from his natal essence blood, pouring out his ideas endlessly at the flamboyant sword soul.

"The Sword of Murder ......"

Zhang Yang put the long sword in front of his eyes, raised his eyes and looked down from the tip of the sword to the hilt of the sword in his hand.

At the same time, Zhang Yang's mind flashed one by one the elders in the village who cared for him and took care of him when he was a child, those kind smiling faces, and those warm and warm faces. Then Little Fat Man, Zhao Dewei, Qu Jiahui, Huang Daopeng and other brothers who depend on each other for life and death also appeared in their minds.

Then the lonely back of the young man standing by the lake in green clothes was also in Zhang Yang's mind for a long time.

In the end, Belle's smiling figure appeared in Zhang Yang's mind, like a ray of sunshine that instantly warmed Zhang Yang's whole person. With a satisfied smile on his face, Zhang Yang gently touched his chest with his hand.

"Old Dragon, you are wrong, I don't cultivate the sword of killing, I only cultivate the sword of protection, protect my lover, protect what I want to protect!"

Zhang Yang swung his long sword violently, humming non-stop, and the sword soul in his mind also trembled.

"When I didn't say it...... Long Qingyun turned his sword soul white, turned around and flew into the natal essence blood.

"Hahahaha......" Zhang Yang suddenly laughed, and pointed his sword at the black-robed man.

"Come!

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man, and the spirit of the opposite side seemed to have suddenly increased a lot, not at all like he had just experienced a big battle, "Could it be that he also used some secret technique?"

The black-robed man slowly tightened the iron chain in his hand, "No matter what you do, you can only hold hatred in the face of absolute strength, and the divine weapons and secret arts will definitely be in my bag!"

Circles of black light rose from the black-robed man's body one after another, converging on the top of the black-robed man's head to form a black aura with a diameter of about one zhang.

Zhang Yang looked at the black aura, and his eyes were full of deep black, and bursts of strong suction came, wanting to suck Zhang Yang's soul into the aura.

"Town!"

At the critical moment, the flamboyant sword soul also emitted a long black light, resisting the suction from the black aura on the head of the black-robed man.

Zhang Yang, who came back to his senses, was shocked into a cold sweat behind his back, "What a weird supernatural power!"

"Hehe, boy, I told you not to underestimate the heroes of the world, how old are you, the means you haven't seen are like the sand of the Ganges, there are countless of them! Don't think that if you have some ability, you will be invincible in the world, if you hadn't reshaped the sword soul this time, you would have become a soulless living dead long ago!"

Zhang Yang nodded, his expression was solemn, and his vigilance against the black-robed man increased a little.

On the other side, the aura above the black-robed man's head became more and more condensed, and the swarthy light covered the sky, like a curtain covering the sky. At the same time, the blood on the black-robed man's arm suddenly flowed upstream, and drop after drop was sucked into the aura.

However, the black-robed man always stood there motionless, not caring about the loss of essence and blood on his body, but constantly consuming his own vitality, inspiring a series of black circles of light to converge into the aura above his head.

After the aura above his head could no longer absorb blood and the black aura, the black-robed man finally stopped and stretched out his hand to show off.

"Go!"

The black aura "Didi" turned, fluttering and flying towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang took a few steps back, trying to avoid the aura, but the aura seemed to recognize Zhang Yang, no matter how Zhang Yang changed his body, the black aura always followed, and finally stopped at a foot above Zhang Yang's head, releasing beams of black light, enveloping Zhang Yang, and then turning into a black glow from the top of Zhang Yang's head into Zhang Yang's body.

"What the hell, it's still haunting me!" Zhang Yang stretched out the long sword in his hand, and he was about to inject vitality into the long sword.

"Hmm, how could it be?" Zhang Yang's face changed suddenly, when he had just mobilized his vitality, he found that the circulation of vitality in his body was extremely slow, even if Zhang Yang used his spiritual power, he could only extract a small amount of vitality from his body.

"It must be that black aura ......" The water-like spiritual power swept over his body, Zhang Yang finally found the traces of that black aura in his dantian qi sea, at this moment it was suspended in Zhang Yang's Yuan Qi Sea, and the black light completely overshadowed the golden light emitted by Zhang Yang's Yuan Qi Sea!

The sea of Yuan Qi covered by black light seemed to be imprisoned, the entire Yuan Qi Sea was lifeless, even if Zhang Yang tried his best, only a small part of the Yuan Qi could break out of the confinement of the black light and merge into Zhang Yang's body.

"Damn!" Zhang Yang scolded angrily, and the massive spiritual power directly rolled and condensed into a hideous divine dragon, roaring and rushing towards the black aura.

However, a scene that made Zhang Yang stunned appeared, and the spiritual power divine dragon directly penetrated through the black aura without touching anything.

"How could it be?" Zhang Yang couldn't believe his eyes, what kind of magical secret technique was this, and he could even ignore his spiritual power.

"Zhen Yuanhuan, suppress all the vitality in the body of the martial cultivator!How about it, do you think you still have a chance of winning now!" The black-robed man walked towards Zhang Yang step by step. The indifferent eyes are like looking at a dead man.

"What a Zhen Yuanhuan! I didn't expect that there was such a magical secret technique in this world, and today is really a long insight. But it's impossible to want Zhang to be caught, so let's do it all if you have the ability!"