"Evil words confuse the people!" Yan Zhen snorted coldly and stepped forward with his mace.

Xiong Batian is similar to his realm, they have just knocked on the immortal gate, but the bear demon is just a loose cultivator, without a door and no sect, while Yan Zhen's family has a heritage.

One bear and one person were fighting in one place, and the cultivators and villagers in the audience stared nervously at the battle between the two, silent. Xiong Batian's words, they heard them clearly, and they were powerless to refute them.

Are all demons bad? People really can't accept demons?

Even the middle-aged man who had taught his own children before was speechless, people are good and bad, and demons are also good and bad, if his black dog becomes a demon, it is not a family dog? That is absolutely impossible, if his own dog becomes a demon, he must be happy for several days and can't sleep.

"Boom!"

Under the collision of forces, Yan Zhen was invincible, and he retreated more than ten steps backwards, and the mace almost escaped when the force of the shock invaded his arms.

Xiong Batian only took a step back, but the wooden stake between his arms was half broken. He winked at Yan Scar and asked how to continue acting.

"Go on, with all your might!" Yan Zhen opened his mouth to convey the meaning with his mouth.

Hearing this, Xiong Batian roared, stuffed a broken piece of wooden stake into his mouth, and smashed it with a "click, click". After biting a full mouthful, he opened his mouth and spat into the sky.

Yan Zhen looked at him puzzled, the strength of the demon beast was naturally undoubted, but what was the point of doing this?

"Howl, Furious Bombus Needle!"

Xiong Batian roared and slapped his belly fiercely, and a stream of true qi mixed into the flying sawdust, as if wrapping them in a layer of skin, making them even sharper.

He stepped forward on one leg, and a cloud of true qi gathered in his abdomen again. It's just that this time the true qi obviously has a fire attribute, and a slight leak from the corner of the mouth ignites the falling wood chips.

Yan Zhen looked at the posture of the black bear spirit in a daze, and vaguely understood his thoughts. I didn't expect him to be able to control his true qi to such a subtle level.

Just like the air wave generated by the explosion, the impact is only secondary, and the debris that causes the most damage is the debris kicked up by the air wave, as small as a needle, which can cause fatal damage to the human body.

Xiong Batian must be able to accurately control the true qi, otherwise those sawdust will be burned clean halfway.

"Seven steps to Yan Xing!"

The body of the swallow is like a flying swallow, light and free. He goes up and down, left and right, and his ever-changing figure is dizzying. Because the speed is too fast, others can only see his afterimage.

Xiong Batian opened his mouth wide, aiming at the swallow marks, "Boom, boom, boom", and a ball of fireball pushed the sawdust scattered in the air, turning into a dense hidden weapon and bursting out.

Yan Zhen's expression was a little solemn, and sure enough, as he thought in his heart, the black bear spirit was about to reach the realm of "no leakage".

No leakage, no leakage, yin and yang are in harmony. Only when the monk has achieved this step can he begin to condense the Void Pill. In order to achieve a leak-free state, it is necessary to precisely control every trace of true qi in the body.

The monk absorbs the aura and condenses it into the true element in the dantian. To fight with people and use the true element, you need to turn the true element back into true qi. The back and forth is the training of the manipulation of the twelve meridians of the human body.

The faster the speed of the meridian "Condensation Yuan" and "Transformation Yuan", the stronger the ability to control and restrain the True Qi, and the effect when using spells is also different.

Obviously, Xiong Batian's use of True Qi will soon reach the pinnacle, which is incomparable to Yan Ji.

"Flash, flash, flash!"

Swallow marks have increased their speed to the extreme. He had seen the shadow technique of the wind chimes, which was a transcendent form that could leave many afterimages in the air in an instant. Although he couldn't do it, he could use it as a reference and add it to his own cultivation.

The clothes were flying, the wind was whistling in his ears, "Quick, faster, faster", thinking in his heart, Yan Zhen broke free from the shackles of Yan Xing's seven steps.

Seven steps away, his speed can continue to increase, like stepping on the tip of the wind, his body is with the wind.

"It's ...... Wind?" Lin Yi covered his small mouth, layers of soft ripples appeared in his beautiful eyes, Bei Yan bit his red lips lightly, and muttered incredulously, "It's only been a few days, and Xiao Yi has comprehended the artistic conception." If this wind intent is integrated into the sword qi, it is the sword intent of the wind. I've been cultivating for five years and haven't mastered the Wind Sword Intent, but Xiao Yi is ahead of me. With such a high cultivation talent, I don't know if I'm worthy of him. I'll have to work hard. ”

The old folks of Sendai Town, who watched the battle from a distance, were stunned and salivating one by one, seeing the immortal fighting method for the first time, as if they were in a dreamy fairyland, although the danger was everywhere, it was wonderful and exciting.

Xiong Batian was dumbfounded, the eldest brother he had just recognized in the secret path was really powerful, and he could be invincible in the Yuan Realm with this method alone.

After a short moment of distraction, Yan Zhen had already come to him.

Xiong Batian's body retreated violently, opened his mouth and spit out a curtain of fire, blocking Yan Zhen in front of him, and secretly said in his heart, "I have to prepare, my eldest brother is going to beat me." He said that after driving me crazy, he would beat me again, and the effect would be good. Alas, I hope Xiaoxi doesn't look at it and comes up to save me soon!"

Xiong Batian spewed a breath of fire into his arm, igniting his fur, and the fire burst into flames.

The blazing heat reminded him of his mother.

Xiong Batian's mother was hunted and killed, and the group set fire to the mountain in order to catch them. The fire burned for three days and three nights, and in order to save him, the mother bear broke into the trap set by the people.

"Kid, if you cultivate to become a demon, you are a demon at most. People and demons have different paths, but one day, you will meet a person, he is willing to accept you, do not care about your identity, then you will walk with him!

"There are thousands of kinds of cultivation in the world, but being a good person is the most difficult!"

"Mother......" Xiong Batian burst into tears, as if he had returned to that day, before the mother bear left him, patted his head and instructed him seriously.

"Howl!"

A desperate roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the bear overlord stood up and fell into a demon.

This is his obsession, and it can never be cut off.

Yan Zhen was stunned, and a cold and violent aura swept over, wanting to devour him, he hurriedly pulled back.

Xiong Batian chased after him, slapped him with a palm, and slapped him out of the ring.

The swallow marks flew out dozens of meters on the ground, and the qi and blood surged, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Yi flew to Yan Zhen's side to support him, pinched his arm and felt it, his face was suddenly covered with frost, and his killing intent was boiling.

The monsters not far from the two of them were all trembling with fear, not to mention those mortals in Sendai Town. They only felt cold, obviously it was not winter, but it was bone-chilling, as if they had fallen into an ice hole.

Everyone saw three fluffy snow-white tails emerging behind her, a dust-whisking sword in her hand, hunting in Tsing Yi, windless automatic, and the independent figure of the world was like a fairy descending to earth, peerless.

However, that indifferent and ruthless word made everyone's hearts tremble, "Whoever hurts my fellow Daoists, kill!"