"What's the sound?" Ying Tianqi suddenly looked back at the dark night sky.

"In the direction of Houshan, there won't be a team of Ying Longtang disciples, right?" asked Nangong Yue.

As soon as the two of them heard the shouting and killing sound from the east, they hurriedly rushed back from the back mountain, but they just stood far away on the periphery of the battlefield and did not come forward to help, Nangong Yue did not know martial arts, and Ying Tianjiao could only stay by her side to protect her.

When they watched the golden fireworks explode in the air, and then hundreds of Ying Long Hall disciples suddenly emerged from the back mountain, they were also completely stunned.

If it weren't for this raid in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, who would have thought that such an elite would actually be ambushed in the seemingly desolate and peaceful back mountain? It is conceivable that if the people of the Demon Sect Helmsman who came from the wilderness of the Dead tried to attack Yinglong Hall, when they passed through the back mountain, they would definitely be hit hard by this ambush army.

However, these Ying Long Tang disciples had just left their side and rushed to the battlefield to the east, and there seemed to be movement in the direction of the back mountain.

"Could it be ......" Ying Tianjiao suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility, and couldn't help but shout, "Quick! Go to the front and inform the master! It's the Demon Sect! The people from the Demon Sect are here!"

The ghost face stood quietly on the highest attic on the north side of Yinglong Hall, as if it had merged with the night, and its inky robe hunted in the cold wind of the night.

His hollow eye sockets were as deep as an abyss, but he seemed to be able to see everything that was happening on the battlefield beneath his feet, and every time his pale right hand flicked in the air, a bloody arrow a hundred feet away would take several lives.

The seven hundred disciples of Ying Longtang had already lost nearly one-fifth, and even the more than 100 inner hall masters brought from the back mountain by Litian Lihai had suffered a lot of casualties.

The Nine Sons of the Bone Dragon had all stood up again, although they were all seriously injured, but as if they were unconscious, they staggered towards the head of Long Xiao and Master Long Yin, Wan Cheng, the deputy sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, had jumped off the roof at some point, he stood behind one of the nine sons of the Bone Dragon, his eyes staring at the two people who were surrounded like poisonous snakes, waiting for an opportunity to move.

At this moment, in the direction of Master Longyin's cultivation hall in the East Wing, there was a sudden high-pitched roar, and a golden figure stepped into the air, his speed was extremely fast, as if he had only flickered and moved a few times in mid-air, and he had already arrived in the center of the battlefield.

The ghost face standing far away at the top of the attic stopped what he was doing, and a few hoarse and low words slowly spat out from under his terrifying mask: "Fengshen Step." ”

The golden shadow fell from the sky, pulled out the giant sword in mid-air and plunged it into the ground, the giant sword sank into the ground three feet underground, and a golden crack quickly spread forward, and then exploded, and more than a dozen gray-clothed people were blown out.

"The earth is torn apart. Ghostface muttered to himself again.

The gray-clothed people around obviously noticed that this new guy who joined the battlefield was difficult to deal with, so they quickly gathered more than a dozen people and swarmed up, but saw that the man's eyes were slightly closed, and he was motionless with the giant sword in his hand.

"Tiangang Protective Shield. ”

"He has also practiced these kung fu. The ghost's hoarse voice also seems to have some special emotions, is it amazement, is it confused, is it appreciation, or is it melancholy? It seems to have all of them, and it seems to have none of them.

"What kind of kung fu is this?, did you teach him?" Long Xiao looked at Master Long Yin with a strange expression.

Master Long Yin smiled bitterly: "How can I do this? However, there are two tricks that I recognize, and they seem to be ...... I can't remember the tricks of which clan in the Southern Chu Kingdom a few decades ago......"

"Oh-I remember," Long Xiao patted his head and suddenly realized: "This kid told me before that he was raised in the palace of Southern Chu as a righteous son. However, he said that he had not fully practiced the several kung fu skills he had learned before, and now it seemed that the few moves he had just made were in good shape. ”

A few hours ago.

After Yun Luochen returned to the cultivation hall, he used the mental method taught by Master Long Yin to slowly move his skills, and the ups and downs of the past few days have made his mood change a lot, and the news of the safe return of Lisheng just now also made him feel unprecedentedly comfortable physically and mentally, and he unconsciously entered a state of deep meditation, and even the shouts and killings from outside did not wake him up.

In a trance, he seemed to feel that the endless energy between heaven and earth was surging into his body, and between breathing and exhaling, it seemed that there was an infinite vast and pure natural vitality flowing in his body.

All the people and things that once confused, hesitated, angry, and hated him seemed to quietly dissolve in an instant like a lump in his heart.

Everything in the world, the universe is desolate, everything has become accessible, and for a moment, he seems to suddenly understand the meaning of "Tao".

Opening his eyes again, he finally heard the fierce shouts and slashing sounds outside.

In the next second, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he was full of strength, and he seemed to have a new understanding of the few kung fu that he had not yet practiced in the Southern Chu Palace.

Unlike the last time he was in the teahouse, this time he felt a power that really belonged to him, and this wonderful feeling made him can't help but let out a long howl.

Seeing that there was suddenly another powerful reinforcement on the battlefield, the morale of the disciples of Ying Longtang was suddenly boosted, and the original decline gradually began to reverse.

"Good boy!" Master Long Yin shouted, stomped heavily on the ground, and a momentum that looked at the world rushed out from him, "It seems that you have mastered the internal strength and mental method that I passed on to you, in this case, as a teacher, I will teach you the strongest mastery of this sect now, you have to look good!"

Yun Luochen had a look of hope on his face, and he looked at Master Long Yin, who was like a god descending from heaven at this moment, and said in a loud voice: "Yes, Master!"

Master Long Yin clenched his hands into fists and slowly sank into his waist, when he made this action, it seemed that all the energy between heaven and earth was held in his fist, and the air around Master Long Yin's right fist made a "crackling" explosion, and an invisible coercion spread out, and even the gradually approaching bone dragon Jiuzi unconsciously stopped.

Master Long Yin's gaze locked on Wan Yan who was hiding behind the Nine Sons of the Bone Dragon, and he shouted: "First Style, don't use the Hidden Dragon!" Then a punch was thrown, and a golden fist shadow the size of a house in mid-air roared straight towards Wan Yan on a prostrate golden dragon.

Wan Yan's expression was solemn, the gray robe on his body was windless, and the countless white bones seemed to come to life, exuding a burst of cold aura, which instantly condensed into a white light curtain before the fist shadow arrived. I only heard a "boom", and the fist shadow hit the light curtain, and the light curtain collapsed instantly, and Wan Qian took a few steps back, and blood spurted wildly in his mouth.

"You've seen this first form twice, have you learned it?" Master Long Yin was still staring intently at Wan Qian who was vomiting blood, but this was obviously said to Yun Luochen.

Yun Luochen was carefully observing Master Long Yin's movements from beginning to end, and at the same time, he was also using his internal strength to sense the fluctuations in the energy in his body and around him when Master Long Yin used this move.

He had just woken up from meditation, and his current state was at its peak, and through the demonstration of the trick just now, he had a vague understanding in his heart, but he was not very sure.

So he could only shout at Master Long Yin, "I don't know, Master!"

Hearing Yun Luochen's answer, Wan Li, who had just been repulsed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Master Long Yin mockingly and laughed.

However, none of the disciples of Ying Longtang present laughed, because they all knew that the Dragon Teng Four Styles were called the strongest mastery of the first sect in the world, even if it was only the simplest first form, how could it be so easy to learn?

Among them, those who have learned this trick have at least watched the master and his classmates demonstrate it hundreds of times, how can this young man who has just started to apprentice learn it after watching it twice?

Looking at the mocking smile of Wan Yan on the other side, Master Long Yin was not only angry, but also laughed, he was laughing at the deputy sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

Others don't understand, but he, Master Long Yin, understands better than anyone how high Yun Luochen's talent is, and Yun Luochen replied "I don't know" instead of answering "no", which means that he has more or less comprehended some doorways.

Master Long Yin calmly stood with his hands in his hands, and said loudly to Yun Luochen: "Since you don't know, give it a try, won't you know?"

Yun Luochen shouted again, "Yes, Master!" As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up at the sky to the north, and the ghost face at the top of the attic seemed to be staring at him coldly through the two large holes in the mask.

"Turn your head!" Master Long Yin shouted angrily, "You ran so far to fight the ghost face, do you want to learn the next few tricks!"

This time, there were finally a few nearby Ying Long Hall disciples who couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, Master!" Although Yun Luochen wanted to avenge that arrow, he still turned his head honestly at this time, and this time, he also set his eyes on Wan Yan.

Then to Shangyun Luochen's fierce and excited gaze, the ridicule at the corner of Wan Yan's mouth quickly disappeared like a flame doused with ice water, if the master and apprentice both stared at him, it would not be pleasant, he hysterically yelled at the bone dragon nine sons: "Stop him!"

The nine weirdos responded.

However, the head of Long Xiao, who had been standing aside and secretly recovering his internal strength, also moved, only to see him open his arms and shoot his body forward, and the nine sons of the bone dragon seemed to be carried back dozens of steps by an invisible hurricane.

And at this moment, Yun Luochen's punch had already swung out.

A dragon groan rang out of thin air.

A one-person-tall golden fist shadow appeared in mid-air, and under the fist shadow crawled a five-clawed golden dragon, the golden dragon bowed its head and looked angry, lifelike.

In Wan Yan's frightened gaze, the golden fist shadow had reached his eyes in an instant, and he once again spurted blood from his mouth, and was directly knocked to the ground.

However, his body had just touched the ground, and the severe pain in his body almost made him mad, and a voice that made him almost heartbroken came again: "Look at it, second style, see the dragon in the field!"

Then, he saw a golden dragon tail as thick as a load-bearing pillar suddenly appear beside him, and with a deafening roar, the next second, he had been thrown into the air.

"Do you see clearly?" said Master Longyin.

"See clearly. Yun Luochen replied.

"Then," Master Long Yin pointed to the nine men who had just been repelled by the master, "do it again." ”

Yun Luochen seemed to have entered a wonderful state, he quietly recalled the movements of Master Long Yin just now and the fluctuations on his body, his arms danced lightly, and the fluctuations in circles overflowed from all around his body, gradually forming a coiled golden dragon phantom under his feet.

"Bang!" The golden dragon suddenly burst open, and the bone dragon nine sons who had originally planned to surround were once again shaken open.

However, at this moment, the ghost face standing on the tall building in the distance suddenly stepped on his fierce blood arrow and rode the wind.

Yun Luochen raised his head and looked at him.

Coincidentally, Master Long Yin also raised his head, but he was looking at Wan Yan who fell from mid-air.

"Concentrate and look at my side! This move is the essence of the four styles of the dragon! The third type, the flying dragon is in the sky!"

Master Long Yin burst into a shout, and in an instant, countless energy fluctuations converged around him from all directions, gradually forming a huge golden vortex around him, as if the first two moves were charging for this blow, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly skyrocketed several times compared to before.

Master Long Yin pushed his palms upward, and a golden dragon that was bigger than any previous time rose from the golden vortex, fangs and claws, majestic, and his momentum and demeanor were much more fierce than before.

The giant dragon seemed to have the largest and most invincible power in heaven and earth, and it rose to the sky with unparalleled might, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the falling ten thousand people in one bite.

Everyone was so shocked by this earth-shattering move that no one noticed except for the ghost face that was landing, and a pale golden vortex that was not very large also appeared around Yun Luochen, and a dragon head with angry eyes poked its head out of the whirlpool, ready to come out.

But soon, the body of the ghost face stepping on the blood arrow slammed straight over, and the moment it collided with the golden dragon head, the black light suddenly bloomed on his body, the dragon head was shattered instantly, and the pale golden vortex also collapsed.

The body of the ghost face suddenly stopped, and Yun Luochen also snorted and took a few steps backwards.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I've made a lot of progress. The ghost's deep voice couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations, and Yun Luochen found that in this person, he couldn't detect any information by using his internal strength.

Yun Luochen's face sank like water, staring coldly at the strange man with a skull mask in front of him, but at this time, his heart had already set off a turbulent wave, this was the second time he had fought with this person named "Ghost Face", not only did he not find any flaws in this person, but he felt that there were more and more mysteries on the other party.

Why did the blood arrow that seemed to have life make him feel familiar?

Why didn't he feel any energy fluctuations in him, not even the most basic life fluctuations, as if he was standing in front of him as if he was a living dead?

And the black light that erupted in his body the moment he hit him just now, what kind of move was that, and why did it look like ...... Tiangang body shield?

"You ......" Yun Luochen was just about to say something, when he suddenly heard Master Longyin's voice like a morning bell echoing in the heavens and the earth: "Fourth type, Kanglong has regrets." ”

He turned his head to look, but saw that the giant dragon that had just soared in the sky seemed to freeze its body suddenly, in its body, Wan Yan, who was already covered in blood, was twitching slightly, and as the palms that Master Long Yin originally raised slowly sank, the dragon fell rapidly from the sky with Wan Yan's body.

At this moment, the ghost face that was still standing beside Yun Luochen just now suddenly disappeared in place, and the blood arrow flew into the air with him all of a sudden, suspended directly below the golden dragon that fell straight down.

Ghost Face slowly raised his head and gently rolled out a palm towards the golden dragon.

It was just such a seemingly understatement palm, and the huge dragon shadow instantly shattered, turning into golden points of light flying in the sky, but it didn't make any roar.

Wan Cheng's body froze in mid-air for a fraction of a second, and then slowly fell, and the bone dragon Jiuzi quickly pounced on him to catch him.

The ghost's tall body floated alone in mid-air, and he still looked up, as if admiring the golden light of the dragon falling like stars. At this moment, all eyes on the battlefield were focused on him.

Suddenly, in the east, where the battle was originally fiercest, there was a clear and loud phoenix roar, and a fiery red phoenix phantom, with a surging heat wave, was flying rapidly towards the ghost face in mid-air.

Yun Luochen had been staring at the ghost face tightly, and he noticed that when the phoenix roared out, the figure of one of the four protectors of the Demon Sect, who had always seemed to be undisturbed, was slightly sluggish unnaturally.

Twilight Notes:

"I Ching: Qiangua": The ninth day of the first month says: "Don't use the hidden dragon. He said, "The dragon is virtuous and the hermit is also." It is not easy to be in the world, it is not famous, it is not boring to escape from the world, it is not boring when it is not seen, it is good to do it, and it is against it when it is worried. 」

Ninety-two said: "When you see the dragon in the field, you can see the lord." He said, "The one who is virtuous and the one who is in the middle is also. The belief of mediocre words, the prudence of mediocre deeds, the sincerity of idleness and evil, the good world without cutting, and the virtue and both. Yi said: "When you see the dragon in the field, you can see the lord." Juntokuya. 」

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Jiuwu said: "The flying dragon is in the sky, and it is good to see the lord." Zi said, "Respond with one voice, seek one breath, the water is wet, the fire is dry, the clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger." The saints make it, and all things see it, and those who are from heaven are close to it, and those who are from the earth are under it, and each is according to its kind.

Shang Jiu said: "Kang Long has regrets. Zi said: "The noble but without the position, the high without the people, the virtuous without the help, the movement and regret. 」