The two teams were only a few hundred miles apart, but they were in the dark, and they couldn't see what was so far away without special means.

The little holy ape has cultivated clairvoyance, although in the secret territory of the Black Abyss, the distance is somewhat limited, but it is not too bad.

Yan Zhen and his party, some people also noticed the people from the Qijing Demon Gate, but they didn't mention it. A few hundred miles away, and it will take only a dozen breaths to arrive.

"Whew!"

The Frost Dragon descended on a swarthy mountain, surrounded by no light, and only vague shadows of mountains could be seen in the darkness.

Yan Zhen popped out two sword pills, and the two flying swords flew into the distance.

"Bang!"

A flying sword was intercepted by a white-haired ape before it had traveled thirty miles.

"Don't be sneaky, dare to come out and fight!"

The little holy ape held a spear in his hand, his eyes were shining with golden light, and he was mighty and powerful.

"Monkey?" Yan Scar wondered.

The main reason is that the little holy ape and the yuan ape look similar, and they are both gibbons, even if they are not far apart in the dark, it is inevitable to recognize the wrong person.

The little holy ape's eyes widened with rage, and he bared his teeth in anger. He hates that others call him a monkey the most, and there must be three or four hundred monkey demons and ape demons in the Qijing Demon Gate, otherwise why would he add the word "saint" to his name.

"So not!" Yan Zhen's divine thoughts carefully distinguished, and realized that the breath was not quite right.

Yuan Ape is unruly, and his bones are engraved with fierceness and bravery. Wherever he appears, there is always a casual aura around him.

The little holy ape was full of courage, awe-inspiring fighting spirit, brave and aggressive, and he was very proud. In particular, the eyes that are still golden in the dark are simply one of his great signs.

Yan Zhen snorted coldly, the little holy ape begged for battle, how could he retreat?

The flying sword spun and flew towards the little holy ape, and the sword light burst out like rain, descending on the place where the little holy ape was.

The little holy ape's face was happy, he thought that Yan Zhen would avoid the battle and not fight! I didn't expect it to be so happy, but with just a flying sword, he couldn't help him.

Yan Zhen stood with his hands in his hands, and it was good to weigh the strength of the little holy ape in this way, at most he would lose a flying sword. Moreover, after comprehending the "unity of man and sword", his strength increased greatly, and many inspirations appeared in his mind, and he was looking for an opportunity to try his sword, and the little holy ape happened to be a good opponent.

"Wolf smoke looks around!" The flying sword condensed the sword intent, and four phantoms appeared, like the wolf smoke on the beacon tower, soaring into the sky, the sword shadow was ethereal, and the wind was rising, giving people a sense of loneliness and depression.

"Haha, good!" The little holy ape was overjoyed, and actually encountered the sword momentum here.

Sword posture is different from sword intent, if sword intent is the application of kendo rules, sword posture is a kind of kendo coercion, which can convey the mood that sword cultivation wants to express.

The inheritance received by the little holy ape comes from the most ancient power of the demon clan, and his strength is unfathomable, and his knowledge is extraordinary.

Reaching out to change his weapon, the Iron Divine Soldier turned into a golden stick.

The long stick came out, the wind surged, and the surging golden true qi seemed to be a rainbow cloud floating around, and the little holy ape stepped on it, and the stick shook the sky to stir up the wind and clouds.

"Boom!" a muffled sound came out in the darkness, and the flying sword was shattered into the sky, and the little holy ape also took a step back.

"Xiao Yi, who is that white hair?" Lin Yi's eyes were like jade, and he quietly lay in front of Yan Zhen's chest and looked at the battle in the distance. Yan Zhen's "wolf smoke everywhere" made her feel a sense of oppression, but she didn't expect the little holy ape to take it so easily.

"Little fox, just look at it, don't interject. He tilted his head and watched the battle in the distance with great interest.

"Shut up, you bitch, go to your bunch of little bitches!" Lin Yi stretched out his little paws, his chin was high, and he pointed at the little black dog contemptuously, his face full of displeasure.

"Wang, Wang!" grinned and bit Lin Yi twice, snorting unhappily, "Good dogs don't fight foxes!"

Yan Zhen pinched his nose, he always felt that something was wrong, Lin Yi usually rarely talked to strangers, and now how could he get involved with Jian Jian.

He held Lin Yi's snow-white little paw and glanced at the little black dog.

"Boy, what are you looking at me for?" said with a menacing gaze as he stared at his bell-like eyes.

Yan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, his body relaxed, with the virtue of this dog, Lin Yi should not be empathetic.

Qin Xuanying and Zhang Xuanshui were silent, they didn't know what was going on, they listened in a daze, and secretly wondered why the two demons were arguing.

As for the Ice Storm Rock Python, the Two-Headed Ice Tarantula, and the Frost Dragon Three-Headed Beast King, even if they knew about the battle just now, they all remained silent with a clear mind.

He ate deflated at the swallow mark, and ravaged the ice and snow storm rock python with his head down.

"Big brother, I didn't say anything!" the Ice Storm Rock Python twisted its throbbing body and said aggrievedly.

"You're doing a good job, I just want to pick you up!"

The Ice and Snow Storm Rock Python suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't care about saying more, and was busy using all the true elements on the surface of his body, building a strong defense against the little black dog's sharp claws.

Yan Zhen sighed faintly, how sacred his competition with the little holy ape was, and it was ruined by a dog.

"Let's fight quickly!" The flying sword transmitted, and the little holy ape was slightly stunned, this is just the beginning of the fight and it is about to end, it's too fast!

"Meteoric Wind Drill!" Yan Zhen condensed a trace of Extreme Realm sword intent, and the flying sword spun rapidly, forming a huge drill bit.

The little holy ape grinned, it turned out to be this trick, so it didn't live up to his challenge.

"Boom!" The gold was really steaming, and a pair of golden armor appeared on his body, majestic and majestic, and he wanted to compete with the Heavenly Princess.

Yan Zhen didn't wait for his equipment to be neatly draped, and he controlled the flying sword to strike head-on.

The little holy ape hurriedly set up the golden long stick, and then was struck hundreds of meters away by the flying sword, and plunged into the mountain stream below. Fortunately, he was copper-headed and iron-clad, and he was not injured, but he had a resentment in his heart.

He was ready to fight with all his might, but he didn't expect Yan Zhen to wait for him for a moment, which was really too much.

"Let's have a chance to fight again in the future! I'll pick up Xiao Ling and rob by the way. Yan Scar said confidently, and the flying sword swept away quickly, disappearing into the darkness.

When he was young, a silver sword cover carried Tong Xiaoling and a dozen fingers back.

For the demon clan who majored in the physical body, losing a finger can grow quickly, which is also the reason why Yan Zhen unscrupulously cut off more than a dozen big demon fingers in a row.

It's not a life-and-death feud, and those big demons won't turn against him.

"Xiao Ling, it's been a long time!" Yan Zhen removed the sword cover and just smiled. Tong Xiaoling flew up, and the devil's claws pinched his cheeks and ears and pulled him fiercely, "Yan Zhen, how did you promise me before you came? You liar!"

Lin Yi secretly lay down in Yanji's clothes, this matter is a little troublesome, and she plans to pretend to be deaf and fool around.

"Wang, Wang!" "Wang, Wang!" he couldn't stand it anymore, and screamed at Tong Xiaoling.

"You dog, shut up! Eat black dog meat hot pot tonight. Tong Xiaoling's cold eyes swept over the little black dog.

He instantly became dumbfounded, squatted down, pinched the two-headed ice tarantula on his back and ravaged it.