"Want to escape, my Tianxiao Gate is a place where people can come and go at will!" Yunchen wanted to run, but Ziyong didn't plan to let people go. The magic seal in his hand echoed with a large mountain protection array, and a light curtain rose from the ground to the sky and intercepted in front of Yunchen.

Yunchen didn't want to continue this battle, and after a slight pause, he rushed towards the other side of the light curtain.

Phew!

Another curtain of light poured out of the sky, cutting in front of Yunchen.

"Break it for me!" was intercepted again and again, Yunchen shot directly this time, and a fire dragon burst out of his palm and plunged into the light curtain.

Part of the sky-high light curtain became red, and it quickly returned to its original state.

"Able to absorb the attack?" Yun Chen's eyes froze, and he rushed to the other side again, halfway he quickly turned and swept towards the opposite position. Feeling the newly rushed light curtain behind him, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but with the newly appeared arc light curtain in front of him, he directly cut off half of his flame giant wings, and the smile on his face froze suddenly.

"Haha, without the permission of the Sixth Master, he thought he could escape? Our Tianxiao Trapped Demon Array, but it can be directly controlled with his mind! No matter how fast he is, can he be faster than the Sixth Master's thoughts?" In the distance, a senior disciple of the Tianxiao Sect couldn't help but laugh when he saw Yunchen's embarrassed appearance.

"Do you really want to fight to the death?" Yunchen turned his head to look at Ziyong and asked with a calm face.

"Are you dead or alive?" Ziyong's words were full of strong confidence, obviously not intending to stop here. With a slight groan, he said again, "It's not impossible to let you go, you leave your weapon behind, and then abandon your cultivation, this is your punishment for trespassing on my Tianxiao Gate!"

"In that case, let's try it, who will kill the deer!" Yun Chen laughed angrily, and between his eyebrows threw an Origin Mark Phantom upward, and the strange force cast by the phantom formed a protective layer around him. After such a long period of precipitation and repeated use, Yunchen's control of the Origin Mark has been raised to a new level.

Zi Yong raised his head slightly, as if he had glanced at the imprint phantom, took a step forward, and laid the Blood Drinking Demon Knife flat in front of him, stroking the blade with one hand, and his movements were gentle as if he was caressing a lover.

A young disciple who had seen Ziyong's action suddenly became excited, and said to the people around him in a low voice, "Look at it, study hard, when it comes to the Tianxiao Sword Technique of this sect, the attainments of the Sixth Master Uncle are among the best!"

"I know, but how do you know that the sixth uncle will definitely use the Tianxiao Sword Technique?"

"Stupid! I once followed the Sixth Uncle out on a mission, and this was the action before the Sixth Uncle used the Tianxiao Sword Technique when he responded to the enemy!

Yunchen carried his hands behind his back, his feet did not move, and his body was pushed forward by the strange force. The huge strange force formed a huge and hideous dragon head shape in front of him, as if it was about to choose people to devour.

Zi Yong held the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, pointed directly at Yunchen, and as soon as he put his hand, the magic knife came out of his hand. A piercing sound sounded through the air, and the Blood Drinker Demon Knife slashed at the dragon's head with purple light.

The mouth of the huge dragon head formed by the strange force was fierce, and it was held towards the blood-drinking demon knife that slashed with purple light in the sky. The dragon's head tilted up, and it bit down violently, hitting the blood-drinking demon knife in the middle.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The huge power of the two erupted in all directions, the mountains and rocks rolled and fell, and the century-old giant trees on both sides of the mountain road were cut off at the waist, and the fallen leaves were flying.

Yunchen's feet were off the ground, and his body froze.

Zi Yong stretched forward with one hand, and the purple light from his palm was constantly emitted and transmitted to the Blood Drinking Demon Knife that was bitten by the dragon's head.

The dragon head formed by the different force could not cut off the connection between the Blood Drinking Demon Knife and Ziyong, and the Blood Drinking Demon Knife that was scattered with purple light could not be crushed to get the dragon head of the different power, and Yunchen and Ziyong fell into a stalemate all of a sudden.

At the time of the stalemate, Zi Yong stretched forward with one hand to transmit purple light, and with the other free hand, the two fingers of the middle of the food were brought together, and with a stroke of the front, several sword qi appeared, forming a fan-shape.

The disembodied sword qi trembled in front of him, making a clanging sound. After Zi Yongbu let out a few sword qis, the sound of the sound aroused the resonance of the swords of those disciples in the distance behind him, and for a while, the sound of clanging everywhere on the mountain road was endless.

"Borrow a sword?" Yunchen's eyes were clear, and he clearly saw that the sharp sword qi was constantly escaping from the swords of the disciples behind Zi Yong, converging into the sword qi that almost formed a substance in front of Zi Yong, and the sharp sword intent was revealed.

Zi Yong is definitely a very skilled sword master, Yun Chen is very sure of this, among the people he knows, the one that impresses him the most is the sword of Yue Wuya. That kind of ruthlessness, that kind of elusive fastness, this memory is still very clear, and the Ziyong in front of him is definitely many times stronger than the Holy Dome Yue Wuya, Yunchen does not dare to take it lightly.

"I know you're temporarily immune to spells, so I'm going to ask you to teach me the Heavenly Sword Technique!

The sword qi in front of Zi Yong's body gathered but did not disperse, but the sword wind escaping from it was cutting through everything around him. It seems that a light wind blows, the mountains and rocks turn into powder, and the old trees fall. This is just the power of the sword wind that inadvertently swings, and the power of the several sword qi in front of him can be imagined.

"You're talking too much nonsense!" Yun Chen stepped out in one step, exerting his strength to force forward, the dragon head of the alien force swung violently, the blood-drinking demon knife was thrown out, and the dragon head slammed forward, devouring Ziyong with a whistling sound.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Zi Yong whispered, and as soon as his left hand with purple light was retracted, the Blood Drinking Demon Knife flew back into his hand, and the other hand swiped, "Huh!" Several sword qi suddenly disappeared.

Yunchen was rushing forward, and when the few sword qi in front of Zi Yong's body disappeared, a chill rose in his heart, and he turned around without hesitation and rose upward.

When his body had just risen a few positions, several sword qi flashed silently and staggered by in his original position.

At this time, Ziyong was holding the Blood Drinking Demon Knife and picking up a large piece of purple light, facing the devouring alien dragon head.

"Whew!"

It was a bit like the sound of tearing cloth, and the huge dragon head of the strange force was broken by Ziyong's knife, turning into two strange forces and impacting on both sides of him.

"Danger!" a Tianxiao Sect disciple exclaimed, and he couldn't help but remind him when he found that a strange force that had been broken by Zi Yong was rushing straight in their direction.

"Ah......" There was a scream, the speed of the impact of the alien force was too fast, and the two disciples who were directly in front of the alien force couldn't dodge, and two balls of blood exploded on the spot. One person was propped up by the force of the penetrating body on the spot, and the other person's chest was blurred with flesh and blood and flew off the ground by the impact, and he couldn't live even if he saw it.

"Damn!" Zi Yong didn't expect this kind of accident to happen in front of his eyes, and after a little glance at the Tianxiao Sect disciple who had become chaotic behind him, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already above Yunchen's head.

"Blood debt and blood repayment! The sect you are in will also pay for it!" Zi Yong flew down with the Blood Drinking Demon Knife and stabbed at Yun Chen's head. At this time, his killing intent was even stronger.

"Who do you complain about, everything is your sin!" Yunchen sneered, today's incident was completely provoked by Ziyong for no reason, and he didn't think he was wrong.

"If you want to find death, you can't complain about me!" Yunchen stared at Zi Yong who rushed down from above, his hands clenched into fists, and Chengyue's wrist guards emitted a divine light. When Zi Yong stabbed with the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, Yunchen's hands were slightly divided, and he snorted and retracted it fiercely. There was a sound of gold and iron, and the Blood Drinking Demon Knife was caught by Yun Chen's hands, and the knife edge was extremely close to the door in front of him.

"Die!" Zi Yong was about to exert his strength, as long as the Blood Drinking Demon Knife was pressed down a little more, Yunchen would be able to be resolved. With the characteristics of the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, as long as it can break through Yunchen's skin, it will devour Yunchen's blood in the first time, making Yunchen turn into a dried corpse on the spot.

Yun Chen's mouth hooked a hint of mockery, he was directly below the imprint phantom, and Zi Yong appeared in this position, which happened to be under the imprint phantom. Fight him in the confines of the imprint illusion?

Yun Chen smiled suddenly, and in a slight turn of his mind, the power cast by the imprint phantom was even greater, making him feel that it was difficult to bear that kind of pressure.

At this time, Yunchen felt the kind of pressure cast by the imprint phantom, not to mention Ziyong who was targeted.

Under the pressure of the huge abnormal force, Ziyong, who was caught off guard and suspended in the air, was swayed from side to side by the impact. Yunchen smiled, unlike Ziyong, the impact of the alien force did not have much impact on him, when Ziyong's body was swinging, his tightly clamped arms were thrown away, and Ziyong, who was holding the hilt of the knife, fell to the side.

Before the person landed, Zi Yong flipped back in the air, stabilized his body, and his body emitted purple light, resisting the impact and erosion of the strange force with all his might, wanting to withdraw from the range shrouded by the imprint phantom.

"Want to go, now I won't let you go!" Yunchen sneered, pressing step by step, Ziyong was retreating, and he was chasing.

In the process of chasing, Yun Chen was vigilant, and on the fierce side of his body, several faint sword qi swept by, his cheeks were cold, and two drops of blood flew in front of his eyes.

It was Ziyong's sword qi that didn't know where to hide, and Ziyong originally wanted to use those sword qi to burst out at the most appropriate time to solve Yunchen. Now that Yunchen is approaching step by step, he has to use this to divert Yunchen's attention first.

Yun Chen stroked the wound on his cheek with one hand, if it hadn't flashed quickly, he would definitely have been pierced through his head by sword qi just now. These sword qi were too difficult for him to sense at all.

"Remember, my name is Yunchen!" After saying this, Yunchen's killing intent was great, and he swept towards Ziyong at the fastest speed, leaving a long trail of afterimages in place.

Yunchen intends to settle the battle in this array of dominance, Zi Yong is bitter self-knowledge, the alien force cast by the imprint phantom above has formed a field, and his strength has been weakened by at least thirty percent, in addition to this, he also has to use a large part of his strength to resist the devouring of the alien force, and there is not much power that can be used.

In this alien field, movement is restricted, and his speed is not as fast as Yunchen, Yunchen attacks, he can't retreat, he can only resist.

Zi Yong regretted it at this time, he didn't know in advance that the imprint phantom hanging above Yun Chen's head would have such a strange ability, and it simply completely suppressed his cultivation. If he hadn't fallen into this alien force field, on the periphery, he was confident that he could easily defeat Yunchen, but it was too late to say anything now.

"Dang!"

Yunchen slammed his fist on Ziyong's blood-drinking demon knife, causing Ziyong to retreat again and again. Unforgiving, Yunchen chased after him and launched a stormy storm.

Zi Yong was bitter, wanting to manipulate a few sword qi hidden in the shadows to launch a surprise attack, Yunchen's fierce attack didn't give him any spare time at all, and he could only defend passively now.

I don't know how many punches he threw in a row, Yun Chen saw the opportunity and punched Ziyong's wrist with the knife, causing the Blood Drinking Demon Knife to fall outward.

Without the deterrence of the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, Yunchen's attack was even more violent, and Zi Yong was powerless to fight back.

"It's not good, that person is too strong, the sixth uncle can't fight!" everything happened too quickly, and no one reacted until this time. Seeing that Ziyong was falling and the wind was pressed and beaten, the disciples on the mountain road were dumbfounded.

"Wasn't it crazy just now?" Yunchen sneered, his fists kept blasting out, and his hands were so fast that ordinary people couldn't see his movements clearly.

"Click......"

There was a weird crisp sound, but it was Zi Yong's mistake and failed to block Chen's fist, and the rib breaking sound caused by being hit in the chest and abdomen.

"Hey......" Yunchen sneered, kicked out, and volleyed Ziyong out of the air.

When people make mistakes at the beginning, the results are often tragic. Like Ziyong, after making a mistake, he has quite a lot of realm strength, and he can't keep up with Yunchen's attack rhythm at all. Coupled with the suppression of his strength and the heavy wound of his body, in the blink of an eye, he was completely powerless to fight back, and could only withstand the abuse of Yunchen's storm.

cough ......" Ziyong kept coughing up blood, and he didn't know how many bones were broken by Yunchen.

It's going straight down, it's getting too fast to believe. Some disciples of Tianxiao Sect wanted to come forward to rescue, but they were afraid of Yunchen's strength, after all, the powerful Ziyong had ended up like this, wouldn't these disciples with insufficient strength come forward to kill themselves?

"Send you on your way!" After venting the anger aroused by Ziyong in his heart, Yunchen's eyes were cold, and a phoenix true fire appeared in his palm, and he was about to kill the killer.

"Stop!" an old voice sounded, and a gray shadow swept down the mountain, revealing an old man outside the field of the alien force.

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