What Zhao Yang was waiting for was such an opportunity. Masters compete, the victory or defeat is only a millimeter, as long as there is any negligence, will cause a catastrophe.

A cloud obscured the moonlight, plunging the field into temporary darkness. The elusive flying sword "Green Worm" suddenly appeared from the clouds, passed through the cloud that covered the moonlight, and shot at the top of Feng Qianzhi's head at an extremely fast speed.

The sword had already far exceeded the speed of a single shot, so no one heard it at all. Only the clouds were pierced through a small hole, and the bright moonlight shone down from the small hole and fell on the top of Feng Qianzhi's head.

The flying sword is instantaneous. Feng Qianzhi didn't expect that he was just a distraction, so he fell into such a passive situation, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, although his cultivation was ruthless, he couldn't really be completely ruthless after all.

Feng Qianzhi roared angrily, and the second finger of the food that was wrapped in a large amount of True Yuan was raised, wanting to clamp the flying sword that fell above his head.

However, the "green worm" let out an insect-like buzz, and it trembled slightly in the air, and it shifted a few inches very strangely, avoiding Feng Qianzhi's right hand and stabbing at his left shoulder.

"How is that possible!"

Everyone who saw this was amazed. Although cultivators can control the flying sword as they wish, in this state of high-speed flight, most cultivators can only make the flying sword turn, and as for making the flying sword translate at extremely fast speed, this is a very incredible thing.

The battle between the two sides has changed because of this translation. If there was no translation this time, Feng Qianzhi would have been able to clamp or drive away this flying sword, and the victory or defeat of the two sides would not have been known so quickly, but this translation made Feng Qianzhi's fingers fall short in an instant, and there was no other means to stop this flying sword. He could only subconsciously dodge and get out of the way of the vital parts of his body.

The flying sword hummed, clinging to Feng Qianzhi's left shoulder blade, and stabbed deep into the earth. This sword was so fast that it was only after the flying sword had been out of ground for a long time that blood began to splatter on Feng Qianzhi's back. This sword injured his left shoulder, and the sword qi on the flying sword also caused some damage to his internal organs.

Feng Qianzhi's face was pale, and his right hand still contained a large amount of True Yuan, but the "Green Insect" did not appear again. The wound began to lose a lot of blood, and Zhao Yang's purpose was very simple, that is, to wait, wait for the moment when Feng Qianzhi's strength became weaker and weaker, and he no longer had any ability to resist.

Feng Qianzhi began to retreat. He retreated seemingly slowly, but it was actually fast, and his eyes were always on Zhao Yang, always paying attention to the flying sword that had been hidden in the land and disappeared.

But the flying sword never reappeared.

"Mr. Feng!" The masked nobleman saw that Feng Qianzhi was about to escape, and he was a little hesitant whether to force him to stay. But in the end, he still couldn't make up his mind to force a Six Realms cultivator.

Feng Qianzhi retreated to the edge of the battlefield, confirming that he had gotten rid of the threat of the flying sword, and then said to Zhao Yang with a gloomy face: "Zhao Yang! The old man has always had revenge, and I have written down the revenge of this sword!"

Zhao Yang hugged his fists indifferently: "Mr. Feng walks slowly, if you want to take revenge, Zhao Yang is waiting in Zhaowu City at any time." ”

Feng Qianzhi looked at Zhao Yang, and then looked at the situation in the field, knowing that this battle was powerless after all, so he had to grit his teeth and run away. As soon as Feng Qianzhi left, no one could drag Zhao Yang's flying sword anymore, and the situation in the field was instantly unbalanced. Many enemy cultivators began to die, while the cultivators on Zhao Yang's side began to gradually clear the battlefield.

Zhao Yang's "green worm" is still buried in the soil, ready to break through the soil at any time and kill the nobleman. But Su Qi whispered behind him: "Don't kill this person, let him go." He no longer has the strength to fight back, and if he kills them all, it will be difficult to explain. ”

Zhao Yang nodded, did not chase and kill the nobleman again, and let him escape. But the other cultivators lost this kind of good luck, and were either slashed by flying swords, or raised their hands in surrender, and were captured alive.

The only remaining killer of the Drifting Rain Building on the other side did not resist stubbornly, but fought hard to catch Jiang Hanlou's sword, fought his way out of the encirclement, and escaped with serious injuries. In order to avoid the sword rays and flying swords that came after him, the killer used three runes, two smoke bombs, and ate several pills that stimulated his potential in a short period of time, and when he fled, he was already at the end of his crossbow.

The battle soon ended, and the corpses of many cultivators lay on the ground, pillowing each other, and blood seeped into the land, staining the entire land red. There were also several cultivators who were not completely dead, moaning in the pile of corpses, but fortunately, this was not a battlefield, and no one would come to mend the sword.

Although Zhao Yang won, it was only a miserable victory. Five of the Three Realm cultivators he brought with him died, two of the Four Realm cultivators died, and the cultivators who were still alive, except for Su Qi and the young man from the Five Realms, were all injured. After the battle, the men began to bandage each other, treating their wounds.

Liu Qiye's injury was very light, but he was injured in the shoulder by the flying sword, and he would be able to heal after ten days and a half of recuperation. He took a bamboo tube out of his bosom, lit the fuse, and a firework exploded in the air, visible for miles around.

"Wait a minute, our men will be in the process of clearing the site soon. Liu Qiye said.

Soon, some underworld characters who were ambushed nearby, wearing cyan clothes, arrived, most of them didn't even enter a realm, even if they participated in the battle, they could only become cannon fodder, and they couldn't play any role at all, so they were arranged to ambush nearby, and wait for the battle to clear the field after the battle. These Tsing Yi people seemed very familiar with this kind of work, and began to dispose of the corpses on the ground in an orderly manner. The corpses of their own people would be brought back for burial, while the corpses of the enemies would be buried or thrown into the river.

"Master Su, introduce you to a friend. Zhao Yang said, calling the young Five Realms cultivator to his side, "His name is Jing Nan, and he is also one of my brothers, but he has not been in the market in recent years, if it weren't for the critical situation this time, I am afraid you would not have met each other." Jing Nan, this Su Gongzi, the grandson of Wen Xinjun, thanks to him this time, we narrowly prevailed. ”

Jing Nan bowed his hand to Su with an expressionless face, which was regarded as a salute. Su Qi returned the salute respectfully, and his posture was impeccable.

"This brother of mine is a ruthless cultivator, but he is only dedicated to sword cultivation, and he is a little obsessed, so he has never paid much attention to these false rituals, but he is absolutely reliable to his brother and is worth befriending. Zhao Yang explained.

"I don't know what the relationship between Brother Jing and the Jing family in Yanyang County, Yanzhou Prefecture?" asked Su Qi.

"Jing Nan is the eldest grandson of the Jing family. Zhao Yang explained.

Su Qi suddenly realized. This young man can break through the Five Realms at the age of twenty-four or five, and he has a peerless magic weapon like the Fish Intestine Sword, so he must not be a character without a background. The Jing family, the Tian family, and the Zou family are the three major families of the Yan Kingdom, and they have the richest background, and the Su family is slightly inferior, so it is not surprising that they can cultivate this kind of cultivator.

From this point of view, Jing Nan and Zhao Yang are by no means subordinate, most of the two are friends in the market, there is not much utilitarian involvement, and there is no subordination.