The scorching sun swept across the sky, and the dazzling sword light made the whole world white.

After slashing out this sword, the ancestor sacrifice diagram suspended in the sky slowly shrank, and it seemed that all the power contained in it was drained by this sword.

The divine figure turned into a little streamer and shot straight into the Fengxing Sword, and the sword body, together with Ye Ziyu's body, fell downward.

As soon as the divine map in the sky disappeared, Yu Yang suddenly felt that the pressure from above his head weakened until it completely dissipated.

He looked at Ye Ziyu who fell from the sky, in addition to the killing intent in his eyes, there was also greed that almost turned into substance, and the target was directly at the Fengxing Sword in Ye Ziyu's hand.

A black light flashed in mid-air, and Yu Yang's figure was as fast as a ghost, and he was about to sweep in front of Ye Ziyu.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides is only ten zhang, and with Yu Yang's strength, he can hit Ye Ziyu's vital point with a soul-eroding light as soon as he raises his hand.

At this time, Ye Ziyu no longer had the slightest strength to resist, even if he saw Yu Yang's figure rushing rapidly, he had no strength left to repel him to protect himself.

The corners of Yu Yang's mouth hooked up a sneer, boy, you still fell into my hands!

I saw him stretch out his hand and gently grab it in the direction of Ye Ziyu, and a big palm of true qi suddenly appeared in the air, slowly pinching Ye Ziyu's body.

Obviously, at this time, Yu Yang didn't want to kill Ye Ziyu immediately.

As for the identity of this kid, there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides now, and it must be completely erased.

Even if there was a Confucian saint standing behind him, it was no exception.

However, after seeing the many strange magical methods used by Ye Ziyu, Yu Yang became extremely interested in the exercises he practiced.

In Yu Yang's view, this is simply not a person, but a treasure trove.

The Supreme Treasure Sword, coupled with the supernatural skills of incredible power.

If these things can be obtained, the Yu clan of Liang Guoyu will be able to go to the next level and establish a feats and dynasty that far surpasses those of the ancestors.

Ye Ziyu's eyes were cold, and he stared at Yu Yang opposite, the situation at this time was extremely critical.

If he was caught by Yu Yang, he would really be begging for death.

He immediately clenched the Fengxing Sword in his hand, even if he was fighting for the damage of the origin, he must not sit still like this.

After making up his mind, Ye Ziyu was going to forcibly urge the only remaining Qiantian Divine Thought, so as to activate the residual power in the Fengxing Sword and slash out the final blow.

As for whether or not we can get out of trouble, it all depends on the destiny of heaven.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziyu sighed slightly in his heart.

On the path of cultivation, there are strong enemies all the way, and the strong who are high above have become accustomed to using the weak as pawns, and no matter how they struggle, they cannot escape the fate of being played with.

Even if it were him, wouldn't it be the same? The Qingyun faction united with the imperial court to calculate him and Xiao Ning, if they could not completely clarify and resolve the matter in the Liang State.

Not to mention whether it can reach Dahan or not, even if it goes, it is just to die.

Collusion with the demon clan to slaughter mortals, who is on this charge, no one has such a big head and wears this hat.

The only way out to break the situation is to start with the Qingyun faction, kill the principal, and then use this power to deter the Liang court.

At that time, Ye Ziyu will have the capital to negotiate head-on with the imperial court, and the beasts will only respect their own kind, or be stronger than them.

It's just that what Ye Ziyu didn't expect was Yang Qinghua's Ruyi A.

On this Ruyi A, Ye Ziyu spent too much strength, which made Yu Yang have a chance now.

The Fengxing Sword was already restrained and gradually dimmed, but with Ye Ziyu's forcible activation, a touch of crimson appeared on the sword's body, as dazzling as blood.

Yu Yang was slightly startled when he saw this, and immediately increased the input of spiritual power in his hand, and the palm of the true qi that shrouded Ye Ziyu's body became more and more condensed, and faintly, a little black light could be seen flowing between the handprints.

When the palms of his hands were completely closed, they turned into a true qi cage and completely trapped Ye Ziyu's body.

Yu Yang's face showed joy at this time, and finally put this

The kid was caught.

Xiao Ning below immediately panicked when he saw this, and when he left Cui Yanwen alone, he showed his body and wanted to relieve Ye Ziyu's difficulties.

Yu Yang just snorted coldly, and threw out another sleeve, instantly knocking Xiao Ning who jumped into the air to the ground.

He sneered, "Don't worry, none of you can escape from the palm of my hand today."

After speaking, Yu Yang grabbed Xiao Ning again, and the handprint appeared, trapping him in an instant.

Now the demon clan and the teenagers who colluded with the demon clan have all been arrested.

Just take out what you want from them, and then completely kill the two of them, and when the time comes, there is no proof of death, and the matter will be reported to the academy and even the Han.

The Yu clan of Liang Guoyu is a meritorious man, and the feat of exterminating the traitor and eliminating the demon will also be widely publicized, which can really be described as a hundred benefits and no harm.

Thinking of this, Yu Yang couldn't help laughing.

He stroked his somewhat gray beard and looked at the two spirit cages below, his eyes full of pride.

Ye Ziyu, who was trapped in the spirit cage, struggled, after all, now there was only a wisp of Qiantian Divine Thought left in his body, and it was not an easy task to make the Fengxing Sword exert its power on its own.

It takes a process of urging and more importantly, luck.

After several attempts, he failed to succeed, and his heart became more and more anxious.

He could sense that the little black light wandering in the spirit cage was not an ordinary thing, and it seemed to be from the same source as the soul eclipse light that Yu Yang cast.

It actually has the power to erode the human body and even the soul, but fortunately, Ye Ziyu has the qi of the sky to protect the body, and there is the golden sword between the eyebrows.

Otherwise, he would have been invaded by the black light at this moment, and if he wanted to burn the jade at that time, he would not have that chance.

Finally, after half a quarter of an hour, the popular sword in Ye Ziyu's hand was red, and on the half of the strange sword body, the mountains and rivers were faintly emerging.

However, what is different from the past is that the sacrificial sound that came into Ye Ziyu's ears this time is not only grand and solemn, but also seems to be faintly mixed with a trace of sadness.

Perhaps, the sword has a spirit and knows that its master is in a desperate situation.

The next blow will be a fight for life, whether it succeeds or not, it will be doomed.

That's why the long sword screams.

Ye Ziyu's face became even paler at this moment, and his seven orifices began to ooze blood.

This wisp of Qiantian Divine Thought is where his origin lies, if it is completely used to revive the Fengxing Sword, Ye Ziyu's divine thought will also be extinguished after this blow.

This is a means to end up together, but at this point, Ye Ziyu has no choice at this time.

Anyway, no matter what, he would never sit still, whether it was the third layer of qi refining, or the seventh layer of qi refining now.

The mind pulls, and the origin of the divine thought turns into a red line and flows into the Fengxing Sword.

Ye Ziyu's heart was as hard as iron, and he held the long sword high in his arm, and he wanted to break the spirit cage with a sword.

But before he could cut out the last sword, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the spirit cage was shattered.

Ye Ziyu looked ahead in a little surprise, and Wang Dingzhou just smiled at him when he saw his gaze.

"Don't die, boy."