Chapter 308 Blue Dragon Protector

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Zhou Yang and the others looked at it in a blink of an eye, and a dignified-faced, tall girl looked at the handwriting calmly, and there was a trace of solemnity on her face. This girl is the Holy Daughter of the Dali Dynasty Pope Yue Xiu'er, her dignified temperament makes her give people a kind of astonishing holiness, but it is a great attraction to the many male cultivators present, making people involuntarily want to get close to her, like the stars holding the moon to protect her.

Not only did the Holy King enjoy a great reputation in the human world, but even the Half-Demon Bloodline Dali Dynasty was also favored.

"Hahahaha......"

"Ben Shao has finally come in, ancient treasure, Ben Shao is here. ā€

An arrogant voice shouted and burst in, and at the sound of this voice, everyone's faces showed a hint of disdain.

"Croak!"

A cold voice spit out from Zhou Yang's mouth, and the person who was talking just now couldn't help but take a few steps back when he heard this voice.

When he saw Zhou Yang's face clearly, there was a crimson color in his eyes.

"Zhou Yang, Ben Shao tore you!"

Zhang Zilin finally agreed with the young man with a very different temperament in front of him, it was the wild man who had just slapped him, and he rushed over in a rage.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, Zhou Yang's eyebrows jumped lightly, and he took a step, and his heavy footsteps shook in the empty hall.

Unconsciously, Zhang Zilin took a step back under this momentum. The shadow of the slap just now was still there, and he lost the courage to fight.

"Giggles......

Yue Xiu'er covered her mouth lightly, a bright color appeared in her eyes, she looked at Zhou Yang, and then at Zhang Zilin, and in the flow of her eyes, an unknown expression rose, and that expression carried a foxy power, which made people can't help but fluctuate in consciousness.

Under this kind of look, Zhang Zilin suddenly rose up with courage, and when he thought of Lin Yi's incident, he was even more angry, drew his long sword, and slashed at Zhou Yang without thinking.

"What a clever fox trick. ā€

Ye Tian looked at Yue Xiu'er, his eyes shining. The Great Departure Saintess is known for her dignity, but it is difficult for ordinary people to know that another stunt of the Pope's Saintess is the Foxy Technique. It is said that the saint has the blood of the ancient nine-tailed fox, and her words and deeds, her smile and smile all have a charming power. Practice to the extreme, the more dignified the surface, like a fairy with ice and jade, the more so, it means that the fox's charm is more sophisticated.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian felt an extra layer of vigilance against this Pope Holy Maiden in his heart, and when he raised his head, he happened to see Xue Rang also showing the same expression, obviously a little jealous of this great female cultivator who was pressing on their heads on the potential list.

Zhang Zilin himself was jealous of Zhou Yang, and when he was slapped outside the cave, he learned that it was the man who was constantly looking for him when he entered the abandoned land, and made Lin Yi change. Coupled with Yue Xiu'er's slight flirtation, he lost his mind.

"Green Dragon Protector!"

Zhang Zilin is not a reckless person, he didn't think about winning, he thought about defeat first, and before the battle, he used the Lin family's mastery and the Qinglong body protection method to protect his body.

I saw that the skin on his body was under a green qi, like the scales of a dragon and snake, revealing a mysterious texture.

"This kid's body protection exercises are not bad, but his state of mind cultivation is too poor. ā€

Xue Rang watched the internal battle of the Great Martial Artist for a while, looked at the Zhao State Martial Cultivator behind him, and had the leisure to comment on it.

When Ye Tian saw Zhang Zilin's exercises, he couldn't help but be a little worried about Zhou Yang. When he was about to shout, Zhou Yang waved his hand at him and greeted him with a sword.

Ye Tian nodded helplessly at the five Xuanfeng Knights behind him, not daring to be distracted and paying attention to this battle.

The dozens of martial cultivators who entered the main hall one after another, except for a dozen or so cultivators who were relatively weak and were stopped by that spiritual coercion, were all very interested in the battle between Zhou Yang and Zhang Zilin, but they were not in a hurry to enter the corridor of the cave mansion, and they all watched with great interest.

Actually, they have another mentality. The road in the depths of the cave is only a few feet wide, and no martial artist dares to enter it without the eyes of others and become the target of others. I can't say it, there will be a battle in this hall to finally determine who the treasure will be.

Everyone wanted to see the details of the other party from the battle between Zhou Yang and Zhang Zilin, and then finally decided how to seize the treasure.

Therefore, in the battle between the two, not only did no one persuade each other, but they each stepped back, leaving them a large space to play.

Zhou Yang looked at the surrounding scene slightly, and automatically remembered the thoughts of others in his mind, as if he was incarnated into tens of millions, and he clearly sensed the true thoughts of others.

He was a little surprised by his change, and before he could figure out what was going on, Zhang Zilin's long sword attacked with a Gengjin sword qi.

"Hmph, you deserve to fight me!"

Zhou Yang backhanded a sword, picked at Zhang Zilin's wrist, lifted it lightly, and the person was like a ghost, circling behind Zhang Zilin, and slashed at his back with a sword wave.

"What a quick move!"

When Zhang Zilin's long sword was handed out, he suddenly lost the figure of his opponent in front of him, and his heart was shocked, his body was full of blue light, and even his cheeks were covered with cyan scales, distorting the originally handsome face into a hideous color.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the sword of Zhige slashed a sword qi on Zhang Zilin's back, tearing the samurai uniform on his body all over his back, revealing a trace of white scratches.

"What a strong defense!"

Zhou Yang frowned, to stop the sharpness of the sword, it was the first time that he slashed at the opponent in vain.

He let out a long roar into the sky, following him like a shadow, and quickly followed, the long sword and sword qi were vertical and horizontal, pressing forward step by step.

"Zhou Yang, don't think that you will win the battle if you have the first opportunity, look at my Sky Sword Technique. ā€

"Thirteen Styles of the Firmament!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Zilin's momentum changed greatly, like a lonely peak in the mountains, under the moonlight, in the order of the stars, a sword stabbed out, and the sky changed color.

Thirteen swords in the firmament, one sword is differentiated, and the sword chases life.

"Good swordsmanship. ā€

Among the martial cultivators in the main hall, sword cultivators accounted for the majority, and when they saw this type of Thirteen Swords in the Firmament, they couldn't help but be slightly moved. Even Ye Tian was wondering if Zhou Yang could withstand the power of this sword, and when he was about to come to the rescue, he suddenly heard an indifferent voice:

"It's a pity, the firmament swordsmanship must match the arrogant artistic conception, you can cultivate its appearance, only its shape, but not its marrow, it is really insulting this set of swordsmanship. ā€

Zhou Yang's thick eyebrows were raised lightly, like a great grandmaster lightly telling Zhang Zilin's sword trick flaws. As he spoke, he slid lightly, the long sword in his hand shone with a faint light, and the invincible sword of stopping the fight was in his hand, and at this time it was as light as a soft whip and jumped away.

"Autumn Rain!"

In the midst of Lang's laughter, the sword of Zhige faced the sword style that pierced the sky and wanted to cut a hole in the sky.

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