Liang Xingyang didn't let Xia Cunxu come to die in vain, it was impossible for him to have to fight for an absolutely impossible task with his life, so he wanted to create an opportunity for Xia Cunxu.

He attracted the attention of all the enemies, and even the wandering spirits and demons patrolling back and forth concentrated on his side, and Xia Cunxu found a gap and climbed the wall.

An Zhongyu appeared on the wall with a long-handled white bone hammer, and he looked up, with an angry glint in his eyes.

Two days ago, this ecstasy pass still belonged to Qiu Yiren, he took a lot of effort to drive away Qiu Yiren and win the level, in the process of losing a lot of vitality, his soldiers also suffered a lot of casualties, and now it has not fully recovered, Liang Xingyang found it.

A half-foot-long red magic light burst out from his eyes, his eyes penetrated the fog, and he saw the forest wilderness dozens of miles away, and was sure that there was no army from Yuping City to follow, only Liang Xingyang alone, and he was a little relieved.

He pointed at the boy in the air with a hammer: "Who the hell are you?" Is it from the White Yang Sect? Or is it from the Nine Dragons Palace? ”

"My surname is Liang, my name is Liang Tianbao, I hate cults the most in my life, and I must kill the cultists when I see them!" Liang Xingyang pointed his finger to the sky, and the bright white sword qi gushed out, forming a super giant sword more than ten zhang long above him, the light was even more dazzling than the moon in the sky, "The demon suffers death!" ”

The giant sword fell from the sky, as if it was about to cut through the whole ecstasy!

An Zhongyu shook the long-handled hammer, and the twenty-eight white bone skeletons on it spun and flew up, swelled to the size of a wheel, and rose into the air to catch the giant sword.

He has refined into a true magic body, and his skills are vastly different from Li Zhenghao's, those skeletons are like jade, moist and delicate, the black smoke that spews out is viscous and thick, the blue fire is like a liquid, scattered into the air like a soup, the three skeletons catch the pure yang giant sword head-on, a crack is split on each skull, the three skeletons roll and turn to the other side, and the other skeletons catch the blade.

The Pure Yang Sword can cut off Li Zhenghao's skeleton and slag, but it can't win quickly against Shangan Zhongyu.

The handle of the hammer fell, An Zhongyu took it in his hand, waved and controlled the skeleton and swarmed up, and pounced on Liang Xingyang, Liang Xingyang's sword flew into the sky, and the lightning was shining, like a whip of the god of thunder, constantly pumping the approaching skeleton out!

An Zhongyu also has many forces under him, and each force has a white bone general, and he has a group of white bone mages under his command.

"Let's shoot together and see how many skeletons he can withstand!"

These people released all the skeletons, not to mention more than a thousand, all of them were as big as wheels, spinning and flying, arranged into a sea of skeletons, and in an instant the black smoke formed a dark cloud, covering the air, and inside was a cluster of turquoise ghost fire, in which the skeletons were loaded and floated, howling.

Liang Xingyang pinched the sword trick in his hand, standing in the air, up and down, front and back, left and right were full of lightning-like sword lights, the sword light intertwined into a net, protecting him inside, the black clouds and blue fire were twisted up, the skeleton approached, and was hit by a sword, such as being electrocuted, the poor Dao was split into broken bones on the spot, and the strong Dao was also instantly "pumped" out of thousands of zhang away!

The pure yang fairy sword grows up at the same time as itself, the character of the fairy sword is unified with the character and will of the cultivator itself, people with weak personality will also be weak and powerless, people with weak character will also be weak and weak when refining the sword, and the sword refining is also refining themselves, and the fairy sword is constantly honed in the process of fighting the enemy, and the more frustrated and sharper, the character will become tough and sharp at the same time.

This is the essence of the Pure Yang Sword Sutra: the sword heart is the same body, the sword is the heart, and the heart is the sword!

Liang Xingyang had the intention to hone his sword intent, and he didn't use any other means, just using a fairy sword to fly up and down to resist the attacks of a dozen white bone generals and at least fifty white bone mages on the wall.

The fairy sword continued to slash at the skeletons that had been bullied, and the black smoke emitted by these skeletons could pollute the vitality and corrode the magic weapon.

The Pure Yang Immortal Sword is rampant in the black smoke, shuttling in the blue fire, the mind does not move, the essence is condensed but not dispersed, the fairy sword is not stained or turbid, it goes back and forth, the bone chips are flying, and the magic light is splashing!

The two sides fought for a while, and the white bone general fired white bone arrows, and one after another white bone yin wind arrows swished from the wall with a whistle, and one after another white bone arrows held up the green flame tail and shot towards Liang Xingyang, but they could not break through the sword circle of the pure yang fairy sword, after being crushed, a violent explosion occurred, spewing out a large number of phosphorus yin ghost fire, and the turquoise flames connected into a sea of fire, dyeing the moon in the sky green.

Because Liang Xingyang cut off the six arms of An Zhongyu's White Bone God and Demon that day, and now he is so brave, the people of the White Bone Sect all tensed their nerves and cast spells with all their might: some shook the bell to take Liang Xingyang's Yuan Shen away from the air; Some took the skeleton to borrow and curse, and cursed with a knife to stab Liang Xingyang's head; Some emit many fine needles, hidden in the blue fire and black smoke, flying past; Some released a poisonous demon net to seal the surrounding space......

All of their attention was on Liang Xingyang, not beware of Xia Cunxu quietly touching the wall.

There are clusters of phosphorus yin ghost fires coming head-on, Xia Cunxu's whole body is illuminated blue, and there are still two or three meters apart, he feels that the cold is pressing, and the yin evil invades the skin and muscles, filling the whole body, from head to toe, from the outside to the inside, as if it is instantly cool!

He grabbed the Star Swirl cone and stabbed it into the flames.

The cone sword pierced into the blue fire, as if it had punctured a balloon, and the fireball instantly disintegrated, turning into a large green spark that exploded and fell.

Xia Cunxu covered his face with his sleeves, and flew backwards a few feet away with light skills, but he was still burned out of many holes in his sleeves by a few sparks, and there were some stains on the back of his hand, and his skin and muscles immediately turned into white ash powder, burning two soybean-sized meat pits, and the severe pain hit in the next second, and at the same time, there was the cold that made the bone marrow coagulate.

He shivered twice in a row, and hurriedly used the internal strength he had cultivated since he was a child, and spread his true qi all over his body to resist external evils.

Stabilizing his mind, he walked along the shadow of the battlement to the middle of the wall, and he saw the tall, black-robed young man, holding the longest hammer handle in his hand, according to Liang Xingyang's description, it must be the target of his trip An Zhongyu!

After walking for a while, he came across a bone mage who was casting a spell to manipulate the skeleton, and he used his light skills to sneak around behind him, piercing his heart socket with the Star Swirl cone, and hitting his acupuncture points so that he could not scream.

Xia Cunxu dragged the person to the dark, changed into his costume, and picked up his white bone staff.

The white bone staff carried three skeletons on the top, and in an instant, they all turned around, facing him, their mouths constantly opening and closing, whining and growling, looking at the posture, it seemed that they were about to break away from the staff at any time, flying over and biting.

Xia Cunxu was extremely frightened, holding the Star Swirl cone, and shouted in a low voice, "Do you want to die? Believe it or not, I'll kill you! ”

The skeletons didn't fly over and bite him because they felt the horror of the Star Swirl cone, and they looked down at the sharp Star Swirl cone with their empty bird's nests, nodding up and down reluctantly.

"Turn around! From now on, I will be your master! ”

The three skeletons looked at each other, and then "whoosh", rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and turned the back of their heads towards Xia Cunxu.

"Whew!" Xia Cunxu let out a long breath, he held the Star Swirl cone in his left hand and hid it in his robe, and held the skull staff in his right hand, pretending to cast a spell against Liang Xingyang in the clouds in the distance, and quietly moved towards An Zhongyu.