Li Feiyu leaned against the trunk of the tree that the two of them embraced.

With an incredulous expression, he looked at Ling Yangzi, who was half turned into blood and half into ashes.

Although it was estimated that this sword should not make Ling Yangzi feel better, even the best result was for Ling Yangzi to seriously injure himself to death. But the reality now is that he was seriously injured and the other party died.

It's just a dead body, and it's such a weird death......

Han Yang's eyes were dull as he looked at the blank place where Ling Yangzi was just now, and his whole person suddenly changed, it was a complete change in temperament, and a cold aura arose.

If Han Yang was a frivolous and sunny teenager before, then the current Han Yang is a yin owl, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Such a cold aura frightened everyone.

Han Yang, who can become a Shuangyangzi and support the name of Shuangyangzi alone, is really not just as unbearable as it seems.

Li Feiyu felt the irritability in that cold aura, and just looked at Han Yang fixedly, it was just a road encounter, how did it become such a situation that is endless?

Even if it is to grab the snow mountain fruit, it is Sikong Laozi to grab it, not to mention, it is just a fruit?

Li Feiyu, who felt that he had no grudge against Ling Yang, didn't understand why Ling Yang suddenly went crazy, if he really had any grudge, there would only be that fruit, but one fruit, as for it?

It seems that Ling Yang really has a problem with his brain. Hopefully, this Han Yang will also have a problem.

Li Feiyu's current physical condition, even an ordinary armor soldier can easily kill him!

What Li Feiyu didn't know was that although Ling Yang was also called the Jade Void Peak Shuangyangzi, all the light was almost covered by Han Yang alone, and he Lingyang was just a passing, just a Shuangyangzi forcibly set by the Heavenly Sect Master in order not to let the Walker faction lose face outside. Or, it could also be said to make up for the snow fruit ......

But even if it is a forcible double yangzi, even if it is not worthy of the name, not everyone is qualified to become one of these double yangzi, just to make up for the loss of Xue Shanguo, it is not enough, this must also require a variety of operations. And the reason why Ling Yang can become one of the Shuangyang sons is because his master is his real father, Guan Ruo.

And Guan Ruo is one of the four elders of the Heavenly Sect, and he is a bull-eared person of the Xing faction!

When Guan Ruo was supporting his son to become one of the Shuangyangzi, he would never have thought that it was precisely because he single-handedly pushed Ling Yang to the position of one of the Shuangyangzi, but because he was inferior to Han Yang everywhere, his heart had begun to be distorted very early, and he actually encountered the culprit behind the robbery of Xue Shanguo, which led to this road encounter becoming an endless situation today.

It is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong.

Han Yang's eyes were gloomy, looking at Li Feiyu who was leaning against the tree, and said gloomily: "You must die in order to give Mr. Guanruo an explanation!"

Li Feiyu looked at the open space blankly, with a nonchalant expression: "He is to blame, and he still wants to explain?"

It's not how hard he is, nor how much he can't bear the slightest grievance in his heart, but at the beginning, when Li Feiyu decided to fight with Ling Yangzi, he was ready to teach Ling Yang a lesson with his own death.

Do people who have long been determined to die still care about others threatening each other with life and death? This is the so-called people who are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?

Han Yang didn't say much, the palm of his right hand slowly hooked back, and the palm of his hand was like dragging a thousand catties of weight, slowly turning forward, and then slowly lifting the palm of his hand and placing it across his chest.

A ball of blue light suddenly gathered in the palm of Han Yang's right hand, the light was dazzling but not dazzling, but it looked extremely soft, but after looking at it for a long time, it would make people feel frightened and uneasy.

It's like looking up at the starry sky at night, after looking at it for a long time, and after seeing it in a daze, you will suddenly feel a kind of fear and horror that you are small as if you don't exist.

His heart was shocked, and Li Feiyu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

And, at the same time, Han Yang's left hand was up.

His left hand, thumb, ring finger, and little finger are bent, and the middle and index fingers are brought together to form a sword finger.

The finger of the sword reached into the blue light of his right hand, stirred it gently, and paused slightly in it, just like the later generations grinding ink and dipping it in ink.

The fingers of the sword were like a brush stained with endless blue light, and the fingers were like the tip of a pen, beating gently in the void, and thus began to be carved in the void.

One stroke at a time, all of them are vast and clear, like the color of the sky.

Slightly, a mellow, square, and mellow quaint character appeared out of thin air from the void, but it emerged definitely, without any basis, and just appeared in the void, just like the real thing.

This ancient script is not the script of any of the eighteen countries, nor is it an inscription that is common in the world, it seems to be an ancient witch script!

Then, one quaint text after another appeared.

Every quaint text is surrounded by cyan light, and after the surrounding area is rendered by this blue light, the four fields are all covered with blue light.

A total of thirty-six quaint characters.

Thirty-six Wu Wen kept spinning around Han Yang.

A mysterious and ethereal immortal aura suddenly emerged, as if the person flying around the cloud seal was not Han Yang, but an immortal who descended from the ethereal blue sky.

This is the real man of God!

Li Feiyu's pupils shrank sharply, this is ...... Taoist Yunfu Zhenzong.

It is rumored that if you can depict 129,600 such witch scripts in one go, and use these 129,600 witch scripts to form the "Yin Fu Sutra", "Yellow Emperor Neijing", "Huang Ting Jing", and "Cave Void Mystic Sutra". You will be able to cultivate the Cloud Fu True Sect to the peak state, and the Cloud Fu True Sect will even be able to shake the Kyushu Heaven and Earth with one blow!

And this is not the most commendable place of the Cloud Fu True Sect, its most mysterious and most striking thing is that the peak state of the Cloud Fu True Sect can use these 129,600 cloud seals to directly break through the world outside the world that is called the barrier, it is said that breaking through the barrier can know the secrets of the ancient gods and ancient immortals, and there is even a trace of possibility to trace the origin and end of the witch......

It's just that even Sikong Laozi, even Lao Tzu, who can directly affect the Heavenly Sect and the Human Sect, has only cultivated the Cloud Fu True Sect to the point of 81,000 Cloud Seals, and it is difficult to advance an inch. But Sikong Laozi has eighty-one magical powers because of this.

Han Yang only carved thirty-six cloud seals, although they were extremely rare, but for Li Feiyu, it was still a fatal existence.

Han Yang squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Li Feiyu, and then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said, "I really don't want to kill you, but you killed Ling Yang, no matter what, you have to give Mr. Guanruo an explanation!"

As the words fell, Han Yangjian pointed forward at Li Feiyu, and in an instant, thirty-six cloud seals flashed with cyan light, spinning, and pounced on Li Feiyu like a tornado.

A cyan tornado went straight for the tree.

Fifteen steps, fourteen steps...... Ten steps!

Li Feiyu looked at the place of ten steps fixedly, hoping to have some reactions.

Han Yang also looked at that place fixedly.

The strangeness of the year is not only recorded in the classics, but also passed down by word of mouth of the predecessors, which cannot be faked.

Han Yang was worried that Sui Xingshu was just an exception for Li Feiyu alone.

Although he was worried, he felt that it would be good if Sui Xingshu could block his attack and keep Li Feiyu, at least he would be able to send an explanation to the walker without killing him.

He really didn't want to kill Li Feiyu!

This is the eldest prince of Luoyang, not to mention the attitude of the Ming family, just Sikong Laozi regards him as a closed disciple, not everyone can move, otherwise, with Nuwa's tears, he went to Lin Hu for a circle, how could he still live with all his beards and tails?

In addition, he was not disgusted with Li Feiyu, and even during this time of his peers, he felt that this eldest prince was very gentlemanly and worthy of befriending.

However, reality will not always be realized according to people's ideas, at least not easily according to people's ideas.

Nine steps!

The tornado rushed within ten paces.

Sui Xingshu did not react in the slightest, did not attack, did not appear even the slightest breath of age.

It seems that the records in the classics are wrong, and the word of mouth of the predecessors is nothing more than their own boasting.

In short, at this moment, Li Feiyu's face was full of astonishment.

I knew that there was an error between this thing and the records in the classics, so I shouldn't have fought with Ling Yangzi first, but first took the old branches, arrived at the entrance of the Nine Hidden Platforms, and then fought hard with him.

Han Yang was also slightly stunned, and then his eyes were gloomy, for a waste, a waste who relied on the arrogance of his father, killed a friend who might have a heart, no matter how you look at it, it is not worth it, but some things are not worth it and you can easily make a choice.

Sometimes, we have to go against our hearts and make choices we hate.

The cyan tornado continued to approach.

Seven steps, six steps, four steps.

Han Yang looked at Li Feiyu lightly, his face expressionless.

Li Feiyu slowly closed his eyes, also expressionless.

The days after returning from Linhu...... It's exciting!

Even if you can't revive the Great Zhou by yourself, the people of the Great Zhou are still there, and the royal family is still there!

Then, the cyan tornado slammed down, and the thirty-six Wu Wen rushed towards Li Feiyu one after another at the speed of light and light like thirty-six bullets.

There are bullets, but their power is probably not comparable to armor-piercing bullets.

If you are hit, you will die!

"I don't regret it!" Li Feiyu's eyes closed tightly and he opened in a low voice.

Suddenly, a voice like a yellow warbler sounded in my ears.

"Why do you have to say it if you don't regret it, saying it means that you are very guilty, in fact, you regret it in your heart!"

Li Feiyu was stunned and slowly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was a pair of beautiful eyes, and the purple veil under those eyes.

In front, an eagle eagle stood in front of the two of them.

The impact of the thirty-six witch inscriptions actually only knocked a few strands of the eagle's feathers away, and it was only knocked back a few feet......

Han Yang couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the thirty-six Wu Wen only knocked the eagle eagle back.

At the same time, I was relieved in my heart.