At the moment when Zhuo Yan sighed for Yan Ruyi's outstanding skills, Xuan Chong Zhenren stared at Luo Yong's expression, but his brows furrowed slightly.

I saw that Luo Yong saw that the armor on the puppet's body was split by the air blade, and although his face showed a trace of chagrin, he did not show a look of loss or despair, obviously the puppet was broken within the range he could bear.

Xuan Chong Zhenren sighed in his heart: "This Rayong has a lot of means, and I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat him alone." ”

Thinking of this, Xuan Chong Zhenren immediately made a decision, gently patted Zhuo Yan's shoulder on his side, and said with a straight face: "Yan'er, you set off immediately, go to Pang Yunfeng to bring Ling Er here, and go back quickly." ”

Zhuo Yan suddenly looked puzzled, and wondered: "Why do you want to invite Qing Ling out? Could it be that Senior Brother Yan can't deal with this Luo Yong? In my opinion, Senior Brother Yan has the upper hand now." ”

Xuan Chong Zhenren said in a deep voice: "Even if I tell you, you may not be able to understand, so you don't need to ask more, just do what I tell you." ”

Zhuo Yan saw that Xuan Chong's real person was extremely serious, so he hurriedly responded: "I will follow the orders of the real person in charge, and I will go and invite Senior Sister Qingling." ”

With that, he pulled out his sword from behind his back, stepped on it with both feet and carried the sword technique, and hurried towards Pang Yun Peak.

In the square, the first section of Yan Ruyi's song had already been played. The armor that the puppet was wearing now no longer existed, and it had been shattered into pieces under the continuous fierce attacks of the air blade, because it was originally condensed by spiritual power, and after shattering, it disappeared into thin air. The puppet's most important means of protection has been broken, and it immediately appears fragile, and its original indestructible posture has collapsed.

Luo Yong waved his palms in admiration, and said, "Disciple of the Three Qings, it really deserves its reputation, and I admit that I really underestimated you at the beginning. But it's not that easy to beat me. ”

After saying that, Luo Yong's expression was abrupt, and he saw that the black mist puppet suddenly changed back to its original appearance of the hazy black mist, and then suddenly burrowed into the blue ghost head knife and disappeared without a trace. However, with the influx of black mist, the evil light that flickered on the blue ghost head knife suddenly more than doubled, and the entire knife now looked like a fierce burning ghost flame phosphorus fire.

With a move in Rayong's right hand, the ghost-headed knife immediately let out a "cheerful" buzzing sound, as if it was obeying the master's order, and flew into Rayong's right hand.

Rayong held the hilt tightly, put the ghost head knife across his chest, and slowly said in his mouth:

"Shura Styx Record Third Black Mist Battle Spirit. ”

As the words fell, a thick black mist rose from Rayong's body, completely enveloping him, and under the heavy black mist, Rayong looked like the humanoid puppet of Fang Cai.

However, the same form, the aura emanating from the body is completely different. If the murderous aura revealed by the puppet is compared to the surging torrent in the river, then the murderous aura that erupts from Rayong's body at this moment can be compared to the surging waves on the sea. There is a big difference between the two, and it can be said that the fireflies are compared to the bright moon.

Rayong's voice pierced through the black mist and reached everyone's ears.

"It's really not easy to force Lao Tzu to this point, and Sanqingmen's mastery is really not to be underestimated. I might as well tell you that this Shura Styx recorded Lao Tzu only practiced three times, and this move is already Lao Tzu's stunt at the bottom of the box. If someone can defeat Lao Tzu in this form, then Lao Tzu will have to admit defeat. ”

After Yan Ruyi heard these words, he didn't have the slightest sense of relief in his heart, just because he knew that Luo Yong's move was powerful. The murderous aura that emanated alone made Yan Ruyi feel uneasy. A wave of ominous feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart.

"It seems that the gap between each layer of this technique, called Shura Styx, will gradually widen, and this third layer is obviously several times more powerful than the second layer. I wonder if the last two paragraphs of my song Plum Blossom Three Alleys can be confronted?" Yan Ruyi was secretly worried.

Even if you know that it is difficult to match, you must not retreat, just like the arrogance that Hanmei has in the song.

Yan Ruyi condensed all the remaining true qi in the meridians in his body, brewing the last fight!

The melodious and breathtaking sound of the piano resounded through the four fields again, and the fullness and saturation of the air flow at the fingertips of Yan Ruyi had reached the limit. As the sound of the piano drifted through the sky, countless qi blades rushed out like a boiling tide, scrambling to rush towards Rayong.

"Plum blossom two lanes make snow. ”

The artistic conception of this paragraph has another style.

It was the depths of winter, the cold was pervasive, and the world was covered in snow and ice.

The plum tree has full branches at the moment, and the plum blossoms are blooming in patches, which is so gorgeous that it makes people tremble.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, cold winds howling, cold snaps raging.

The plum blossoms still do not change their arrogance, standing still in the cold, and blooming in the wind.

No matter how unpredictable the outside world is, we will never change our true colors.

"Cultivation is profound, and the piano skills are extraordinary, which is indeed admirable! Yan Ruyi, you are the first opponent recognized by Lao Tzu. ”

As soon as the words fell, Rayong gathered his spiritual power on the ghost-headed long knife, and the turquoise light immediately flourished, like a green firework bursting out, and the dazzling light made the disciples hurriedly close their eyes, not daring to look directly at him.

"Huangquan Seven Evils!"

Rayong shouted, and then raised his knife and rushed into the dense "air blade net", only to see him take seven steps in a row with strange steps, and with each step, he swung his knife and slashed diagonally forward, a total of seven knives. After the seven swords were slashed, Rayong stopped his movements and stood still in place, with a confident look on his face.

In an instant, the mutation took place.

I saw seven rays of turquoise sword light rising into the air above the seven directions where Rayong had just stepped forward, carrying the endless ferocious aura above the Yellow Spring and in the River Styx, frantically devouring the qi blade that Qin Yin had turned into, and completely destroyed the formation originally arranged by the qi blade in an instant. And after the several qi blades that had just been released collided with the blue light, they were unexpectedly bounced back, and rushed straight towards Yan Ruyi.

When Yan Ru saw this scene, although he was not in a mess, he still couldn't deal with it in a perfect way, so he had to spread a true qi barrier in front of him to resist slightly, although he successfully bounced off those few qi blades, he didn't expect that the qi blades had been attached to the heavy evil qi when they came into contact with the blue sword light.

The True Qi Barrier could hardly resist this ethereal power, and the evil qi suddenly invaded Yan Ruyi's body and burrowed into the meridians around him.

Yan Ru felt a blur for a while, and seemed to be a little out of control.

"Oh no, this evil aura can force people to go crazy, and it seems that it must be forced out of the body immediately. Yan Ru was immediately shocked.

At the cost of severely damaging his own meridians, Yan Ruyi suddenly had the ferocious impact of his true qi on the veins that had been invaded by the evil qi, and with great effort, he finally expelled the evil qi from his body before his divine consciousness escaped control.

However, after some impact that violated the principle of true qi operation between the meridians, even if the cultivation was as advanced as strict as one, it could not bear the burden caused by this move to the meridians, and immediately suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Yan Ru's face was pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the placket of his chest red.

When the disciples saw this scene, their mood immediately fell to the bottom, and the little hope that had originally risen was vanished at this moment, and they fell into the abyss of despair again.

"Could it be that only the real person in charge of the sect can repel him? But just now he said that the commander of the Black Mist Army is his cousin, and listening to his tone, his cousin's strength is above him, not to mention the new generation of Demon Venerables. If it wasn't Rayong but the Demon Venerable who came this time, wouldn't he face the disaster of annihilation today?"

This thought sprung up in the minds of many disciples, and the unfathomable strength of Rayong made their fear of the Demon Realm reach the limit, as if as soon as they closed their eyes, a nightmare would follow.

On the bleak battlefield, thousands of troops and horses in the Demon Domain roared by, blood splashed everywhere for a while, wailing all over the field, and the corpses of righteous path disciples were all over the ground, and there was no life left......

Fear like maggots attached to the bones eroded the divine consciousness of every young disciple of the Miao Zi and Zhi Zi generations, and scratched an unhealable scar in their unweathered minds.

Luo Yong plunged the ghost-headed long knife into the ground, stood on the knife, and said loudly: "I can't imagine that you can forcibly force the evil qi above this Rakshasa Clan's supreme treasure 'Yellow Spring' out of your body, what a tough guy." However, with your current state, I am afraid that you will not be able to fight with Lao Tzu anymore, so it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible. ”

Before Yan Ruyi could answer, a light and tactful voice sounded leisurely in everyone's ears.

"Although Senior Brother Yan finished playing this song 'Plum Blossom Three Lanes', no matter whether he wins or loses, the little sister will come to meet this master for a while and see his skills. ”