The Baiyun Sword Sect and the Xuanshui Sect are both Jindan sects in the Yunxia Kingdom, and the two sects have been inherited in the Yunxia Kingdom for two or three thousand years, and their status has always been very stable.

The white-shirted sword-bearing young man Tuoba Jue was the personal disciple of a Jindan period monk of the Baiyun Sword Sect, and the blue-clothed middle-aged monk Zhu Wuya was also a disciple of a Jindan period monk of the Xuanshui Sect.

The relationship between these two sects has always been good, and after Zhu Wuya found out that he couldn't defeat the "Canglan Cloud Tiger" alone to obtain the spiritual object last time, he shared the news with Tuoba Jue, a close friend of the White Cloud Sword Sect, and invited his friends to come to hunt for treasures together.

Both of them had already accumulated two pieces of "Cloud Mist Immortal Tea" in their hands, and if they could each get another piece of Immortal Tea, they would be able to drink it out of thin air to increase their cultivation by ten years.

Because of this, the two of them knew that Zhou Yang was not easy to mess with, but they were unwilling to sit back and watch Zhou Yang swallow the treasure alone.

According to the idea of the two, the two of them fought one, even if they really lost to Zhou Yang in the end, it would not be difficult to retreat.

However, after this kind of thinking really started, Zhou Yang's sharp methods immediately made the two of them understand how ridiculous their ideas were.

In terms of swordsmanship, under Zhou Yang's ten "Dayan Divine Light Sword" coming out, the Tuoba Jue of the Baiyun Sword Sect couldn't parry it at all.

On the magic weapon, under the attack and defense of the two magic weapons of the "Thousand Blade Plate" and the "Canglong Ding" sacrificed by Zhou Yang, Zhu Wuya of the Xuanshui Sect only has the ability to parry, but has no power to fight back.

In this way, after less than a quarter of an hour of fighting, Tuoba Jue and Zhu Wuya completely fell into a disadvantage, and defeat was only in sight.

"Brother Zhu, you help me protect the Dharma for a while, and I will inspire the sword talisman given to me by my master!"

The white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue's ugly face barely resisted Zhou Yang's attack with his flying sword, and anxiously sent a message to his companion asking for help.

Zhu Wuya was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice of his companion, and then hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Tuoba can't! That sword talisman was given to you by the master for self-defense, for a mere piece of [Cloud Mist Immortal Tea], it's not worth it!"

"As long as you can slaughter this kid, it's all worth it!"

The white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue's face was ruthless, his body moved, and he hid behind Zhu Wuya at once, then reached out and touched it in his arms, and felt a palm-sized silver-white token in his hand, injecting mana and stimulating it.

"Brother Tuoba, you ......"

Zhu Wuya's complexion changed, then he gritted his teeth, fought with both hands, and soon cast the protective magic power "Water Dragon Xuanshui Cover" in the Xuanshui Sect's Zhenzhen Sect "Xuanshui True Scripture", condensing a blue shield surrounded by water dragons to protect the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue in it.

Then he himself also recalled all the magic weapons and flew around his body, making a posture of stubborn defense.

Well?

Zhou Yang witnessed the actions of the two opponents, frowned slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He saw the actions of the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue, although he didn't know what the mystery of the silver token in the opponent's hand was, but countless fighting experiences told him that he must not sit back and watch the enemy easily cast his hole cards.

"A thousand cuts!"

I saw a low shout in his mouth, and the silver blades that were differentiated by the "Thousand Blades Plate" quickly split into three blades with silver light and turned into three blades, and then countless silver blades formed a whirlwind shape and turned wildly towards the white-shirted young man Tuoba.

Under the rotation of this blade whirlwind, the "Water Dragon Xuanshui Cover" that protected the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue suddenly emitted an overwhelming "click" sound, and countless fine cracks appeared on the surface.

Seeing this, Zhu Wuya was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly used his blue halberd magic weapon to forcibly enter the blade whirlwind, wanting to weaken the power of the blade whirlwind.

It should be said that his goal was still achieved, and under the interference of the blue halberd magic weapon, the attack of the blade whirlwind was suddenly transferred to this magic weapon.

But he also paid a terrible price for this, that is, his fourth-order mid-grade magic weapon, which had been used for decades, was directly slashed by the blade whirlwind with countless cracks, and there was no possibility of repair!

At this time, after a period of preparation, the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue finally completed the activation of the treasure in his hand.

I saw that he was in the shield and threw the silver token in his hand towards Zhou Yang, and the token exploded into powder in the air with a "bang".

At the same time, a white-gold sword qi that made Zhou Yang feel his scalp explode, suddenly shot out from the token, and flew straight towards him.

"Canglong Zhenhai!"

"Qianyang Golden Body!"

Before he could think about it, Zhou Yang immediately mobilized most of the mana in his body and injected it into the "Canglong Ding" suspended above his head, stimulating the strongest defensive magic power attached to this fourth-order high-grade magic weapon.

Then he still felt that it was not safe, and mobilized the remaining mana to display the "Qianyang Golden Body" magical power.

I only heard the sound of the dragon's groan, and the "Canglong Ding" suddenly flew in front of Zhou Yang with a bright blue light, blocking the path that the sword qi must pass.

But in the next moment, this bronze giant tripod flew back upside down and smashed on Zhou Yang's body, smashing his whole person hundreds of feet away, and directly smashed into the earth on the island behind him.

In the sky, the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue saw this scene, his pale face flashed with joy, and he hurriedly said to Zhu Wuya: "Brother Zhu, it's up to you for the rest, you must not let that kid go!"

In order to stimulate the sword talisman just now, his mana was almost seventy percent, plus the mana consumed by the previous fighting method, he had basically lost the strength to move with Zhou Yang at this time.

"Brother Tuoba rest assured, if he is hit by the Lingshi's [Taibai Gengjin Sword Qi] supernatural power, that kid will definitely only have half a breath left even if he is immortal, if Zhu Mou can't clean him up like this, won't he live for hundreds of years in vain!"

Zhu Wuya nodded vigorously, and then as soon as his body moved, the imperial sword flew towards the place where Zhou Yang fell.

It's just that what Zhu Wuya never expected was that as soon as he flew over the place where Zhou Yang fell to check the situation, his soul was in pain, as if a steel needle had pierced his brain, and the pain made him convulse all over his body, and he almost didn't fall off the flying sword.

Not good!

The unbearable pain on the soul did not make Zhu Wuya completely unconscious, and his remaining lucid consciousness hurriedly made the talisman weapon block in front of him to protect himself.

It's a pity that although he made the right choice, he didn't expect that Zhou Yang would still have the spare strength to burst out a powerful counterattack after being attacked by the "Taibai Gengjin Sword Qi" divine power.

Seeing the golden sword light flashing, the wooden shield magic weapon that Zhu Wuya used to protect his body was pierced by the sword qi, and then his head and body were separated.

"Brother Zhu!"

The white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue looked at this scene and was suddenly horrified.

The change came so suddenly, he didn't have any mental preparation at all.

"How is this possible! The sword talisman given by the master is eighty percent powerful with his personal action to exert the [Taibai Gengjin Sword Qi] supernatural power, even if the ninth-layer monk of the Purple Mansion can kill it with one sword without paying attention!"

"How can you survive in the sword qi! how can you still have the power to fight back!"

He looked at Zhou Yang, who had climbed to the ground at some point, with a look of disbelief on his face.

You must know that the sword rune he activated just now was even more powerful than an ordinary fifth-order spirit rune, and it was a kind of supernatural power that the Jindan period monk had cultivated in it sealed in a special container.

The white-gold sword qi formed after the sword talisman was activated just now could be regarded as a Jindan period monk personally exerting his magical powers.

In addition to the power of only one hit, this sword talisman is even more precious than the rune treasure.

The most important thing is that every Jindan stage monk can make rune treasures, and this kind of sword talisman-like treasure can only be made by a few Jindan stage monks.

In order to make this kind of treasure, it is not only necessary to master special production skills, but also the material requirements for the treasure are also very high, and it is easy to fail to make them.

Therefore, even monks who know how to make such treasures generally rarely make such treasures.

The master of the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue is also because of his special relationship with him, so he is willing to spend a huge price to make such a sword talisman for him to protect himself.

He originally thought that if he had this sword talisman to protect himself, even if he met a monk of the ninth layer of the Purple Mansion Period, he would be able to fight.

Unexpectedly, now he hasn't even cleaned up a second-floor monk of the Purple Mansion!

This huge psychological gap made him how to accept it for a while.

"Ahem, cough, the Tuoba of the White Cloud Sword Sect, right? Huang remembers you!"

On the ground, Zhou Yang's ragged mouth spat blood and coughed violently, and the intermittent sound was lightly transmitted into the ears of the white-shirted young man Tuoba.

Hearing his words, the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue's face changed, and a layer of cold sweat instantly oozed from his back.

With the experience of Zhu Ziyu, a monk of the Purple Star Sect, Tuoba Jue did not dare to doubt the authenticity of Zhou Yang's words at all.

If Zhou Yang was really allowed to survive, he would definitely try to find an opportunity to avenge himself on the contrary.

"Master won't lie to me! You must be bluffing! Yes, you must be bluffing!"

"That blow just now has used up all your mana, hasn't it?"

"Hahaha, how can this kind of bluffing method scare me Tuoba!

In the sky, Tuoba Jue looked at Zhou Yang's direction, and suddenly opened his mouth to laugh, and his laughter was full of smug confidence.

Then as soon as the sword light under his feet moved, he was about to fly towards the valley where Zhou Yang was.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang, who was outside the valley, changed his face slightly, and hurriedly turned around and retreated towards the valley, not even caring about Zhu Wuya's corpse.

Seeing this scene, the tense body of the white-shirted young man Tuoba Jue relaxed, knowing that he had made the right bet, Zhou Yang was really bluffing to scare him!

Thinking of this, while he breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was also full of shame and anger, because he was really almost frightened by Zhou Yang's bluff words just now.

"Damn boy, when I catch you, I must cut off your limbs, cut off your tongue, gouge out your eyes, and let you know how much it costs to deceive me into Tuobaja!"

The fierce light in his eyes flashed, and his whole body was boiling with murderous intent.