Zhang Jing was already a little impatient and wanted to do it.

As long as he saw that Yan Fuchen couldn't resist it, he would not hesitate to make a move.

On the one hand, it was to save people, and on the other hand, he finally waited for the opportunity to earn merit points!

I don't know if it's deliberately hidden, or if it's too bad luck, the nine Oriental masters who played in front of them, although most of the techniques they practiced were strange and evil, they didn't look like decent people.

Even some people's exercises are extremely evil and gloomy, and they are almost the same as evil cultivators.

But none of them were like Miyamoto Kotone, who Zhang Jing killed two days ago, refining corpses and worshiping evil gods.

Now Zhang Jing finally saw it in Akutagawa Hongwu!

This golden feather is so powerful that it is obviously beyond the strength of the Oriental man Akutagawa Hirotake. And this feather is not like a powerful magic weapon like the Demon Slaying Technique, and although Zhang Jing is not as jealous of the coercion emanating from the golden feather as others are, Zhang Jing can still clearly distinguish that this breath is not the breath of a magic weapon, but similar to the breath of a fierce beast's remnant soul.

Zhang Jing can almost conclude.

This golden feather......

Or the secret contained in the feather is the 'prey' that he has been waiting for for a long time today, and if you develop it well, you can brush up the merit points!

So Zhang Jing was about to crack with laughter, and he couldn't wait to make a move and reap the merits.

The reason why he was still waiting was to see if Daoist Yan had any other tricks, whether he could resist the attack of the golden feather without his own help.

Although Daoist Yan Fuchen now clearly felt the horror of the golden feathers, he was not frightened, but was ready to resist hard, and he must still be somewhat sure.

And.

As the leader of the Northern Daomen, Zhang Jing also had a faint feeling in his heart, as if Yan Fuchen had the means to pose a little threat to him!

There is one thing to say, it's not Zhang Jing pretending to be forced.

Although Yan Fuchen's kung fu in brushing the dust just now was powerful, and although the way of yin and yang was exquisite, it may seem unfathomable and extraordinary in the eyes of others.

But for Zhang Jing, it doesn't pose much of a threat......

So Zhang Jing believes that Yan Yuanchen has a backhand.

No matter how bad it is, with his attainments in the way of yin and yang, it will never be a problem to block it for a moment.

As long as he blocked it for a moment, Zhang Jing even put his hand on the demon sword, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he could save him at any time.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Except for Zhang Jing, everyone's hearts were pinched at this moment, although they couldn't see the trajectory of the golden feather clearly with their round eyes, they could vaguely sense that there was an incomparably terrifying attack, and in the blink of an eye, they stabbed at Yan Yuanchen.

And Yan Fuchen didn't use the dust in his hand again this time, but a mysterious aura rose out of his body.

There are also some similarities between this breath and the yin and yang qi that was displayed by the dust before. However, there is a big difference.

If it is precise, it is that there has been a great sublimation in the previous degree of yin and yang!

This kind of sublimation is like jumping directly from one level to a higher level!

When this aura rose from Yan Fuchen's body, not only did the place where he and Akutagawa Hiroshi fight turn black and white, but even the huge open space in front of the entire Lingguan Hall around him, and everyone including Dongyang and Daomen, became black and white!

Shrouded in black and white, everyone also has a feeling of being bound and frozen, as if they are no longer a person, but frozen into a painting!

As far as the master of the algorithm master realm is concerned, under this shroud, the situation may be a little better than that of ordinary people, but there is still no room for struggle.

Of course, Zhang Jing is still an exception.

Xuan Ao's yin and yang qi shrouded him, just like the coercion of the golden feather just now, the thunder seed in Zhang Jing's body trembled, and all the restraints disappeared in an instant, and Zhang Jing broke out from the 'freeze frame' picture.

"It turns out that this is Daoist Yan's killing move! No wonder, I can also feel a hint of threat!"

"It's no wonder that Daoist Yan is known as one of the most promising candidates to step into the Heavenly Master Realm today. ”

"Indeed, with such a powerful Yin and Yang Qi, he has already begun to touch the threshold of the Heavenly Master Realm and began to impact towards the Heavenly Master Realm. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Jing thought silently in his heart.

The Yin and Yang Dao of this realm, although it is still far from Zhang Jing's Shenxiao Thunder Method, is indeed beyond the limit that can be achieved by the mage realm in the ordinary sense.

In this way, Akutagawa Hirotake's killing moves were also frozen by the two qi of yin and yang.

After all, although Akutagawa Hirotake's killing moves were powerful, his killing moves only relied on external force and brute force to increase his damage, and in front of a higher-level realm move, he was suddenly subdued.

“まさか！”

Akutagawa Hirotake's eyes widened, his forehead was bruised, and he roared angrily, to the effect that he couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it.

He tried his best, gushing out all the mana in his body, wanting to break the shackles of yin and yang, and break the black and white between heaven and earth, but the effect was minimal.

The golden feather had already pierced less than a meter in front of Yan Yuanchen, and it had stagnated, and Akutagawa Hongwu's body was still being destroyed by the invasion of yin and yang.

"Sneer......"

Akutagawa Hongwu was in pain, but Yan Fuchen was actually not comfortable.

It's just that in just a short period of time to maintain such a situation, Yan Fuchen has gone from a spirited old man to an old man who seems to be ten years old!

What was originally just a gray beard and hair has the potential to develop towards pure white.

His vitality is constantly decaying!

If he maintains the yin and yang qi of this realm for a long time, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will die of exhaustion!

Also.

Although the power of Yan Fuchen's Yin and Yang Qi was far inferior to Zhang Jing's Divine Thunder Method, Zhang Jing had already generated a thunder seed in the sea, and in some ways, Zhang Jing could already be regarded as a 'Heavenly Master Realm'!

But even if Zhang Jing is like this, if he wants to perform the Shenxiao Thunder Method completely, it will be a great drain on the mana and Yin God in his body. After performing it once, it will immediately turn into a soft-footed shrimp.

Yan Fuchen didn't have an adventure like Zhang Jing, and there were no seeds in the sea of knowledge.

He just has some kind of secret method that can be forcibly cast.

But the price, I'm afraid, is to consume life!

Therefore, after Yan Fuchen imprisoned everything and turned the world into black and white, he did not waste any time, and did not hesitate to stretch out the fingers of his right hand and point forward.

A wave of yin and yang qi stabbed towards the golden feather.

Rumble!

A powerful shockwave spread in all directions, and a painful cry of a strange bird rang out from within the golden feathers.

Although the golden feather was not destroyed, it flew back towards Akutagawa Hirotake as if it had been hit hard, and then disappeared beside him, unknown where he was hiding on his body.

As for Akutagawa Hirotake himself, his originally flushed cheeks suddenly turned pale, and his strong body flew upside down like a weak bird and smashed to the ground.

He was still unwilling and wanted to struggle to get up again.

But after trying several times in a row, it was in vain, and because of this, he could no longer live the injuries in his body, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

It was his junior sister Michiko who hurriedly stepped forward and supported him, so she helped him up.

"I'm fine...... I'm not defeated!"

Akutagawa Hongwu stared at Yan Fuchen in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior sister, you let go." Yan Fuchen is already at the end of his crossbow, I only need to use a little more force, and he will definitely be defeated!"

He promised his junior sister and promised in front of her that he would definitely defeat Yan Fuchen, so he had to do what he said.

Over the years, he has never broken his sister's trust.

It's the same today!

He's going to win!

His reputation, his own victories and defeats, in his opinion, don't care, he doesn't care about that.

But what the junior sister cares about, he has to help the junior sister complete!

Even if you die!

Saying that, Akutagawa Hongwu was about to be lucky again, took a breath, and killed Yan Fuchen.

Pity.

His internal condition was already extremely bad at the moment, let alone urging the golden feathers again, even if he cast the most ordinary and basic spells, he would not be able to do it.

Forced luck, but his injuries worsened again, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Michiko's cold face showed a hint of distress, and she dissuaded: "Okay, senior brother, you have done a good job, and it is equivalent to defeating Yan Fuchen and completing the task." ”

Truly.

Although Akutagawa Hongwu was defeated, Yan Fuchen's situation was not much better.

Forcibly casting beyond the realm of ordinary yin and yang paths, the price is no longer as simple as injury, but at the cost of vitality.

That's why he won't use this trick easily, and only at the last moment when he has to do it, he will use it.

Although Yan Fuchen did not fall down and vomit blood like Akutagawa Hongwu, he was no different from being defeated now.

The current Yan Fuchen, his strength is not as good as the Mage Realm, I'm afraid that even the more powerful Refiner Realm is not as good as him!

Akutagawa Hongwu glanced at Yan Fuchen's state, and when he heard what his junior sister said, he was comforted a little.

But he was still very uncomfortable in his heart, and said very ashamedly: "Senior sister, I'm sorry, I couldn't complete what you ordered. ”

Michiko gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, "Senior brother, you don't have to blame yourself, you have already helped your junior sister a lot, and the next thing junior sister will handle by herself." The rest of the Daomen should not be afraid. ”

Akutagawa Hirotake was deeply moved, and looked at Michiko's eyes full of admiration, and said worriedly: "Senior sister, you have to be careful. ”

Michiko nodded, not knowing what came to mind, and a hint of hesitation suddenly appeared in her expression.

However, after waiting for a while, her beautiful eyes still looked at Akutagawa Hiroshi and asked, "Senior brother, just in case...... Can you lend me the Divine Bird for self-defense for the time being?"

Well?

Akutagawa Hongwu hesitated slightly, but looking at his junior sister's beautiful appearance and thinking that he was not doing well today, it caused his junior sister to take action personally and face danger.

So he left everything behind.

Nodding immediately, a golden feather slowly condensed in his hand, and solemnly handed it to Michiko's hand.

Gently holding the golden feather, Michiko's eyes finally showed a touch of suppressed excitement.

The plan is more than half complete!

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