The eight disciples of Huayue Sect are now facing unprecedented embarrassment.

They never thought that with the strength of their eight people in the late stage of foundation building, decades of hard work, and they also have a lot of experience in the way of the sword, and the eight of them joined forces to fight the enemy, even if it was more than enough to deal with a master in the late stage of heartbeat, but in the face of the little guy in the early stage of foundation building, he seemed to shrink his hands, this is really an unprecedented miracle.

The dense and complicated swordsmanship was like a vast heavy rain, once again wrapping the eight people in the middle, and they immediately felt helpless, as if there was a brute force in the air, but it was completely unusable, and they could only watch the rain fall on their heads, faces, arms, and long swords drop by drop.

This is one of the nine styles of the war dragon, "Rain".

Nine styles of war dragons, the powerful moves created by the legendary dragon ancestor beast god Qinglong, there are only nine styles in total, which are "Sudden Rain", "Purple Thunder Robbery", "Wild Waves and Water Strike", "Fire Burning Soul", "Earth Splitting Strike", "Qinglong Cloud Screen", "Dragon Sound Qingyue", "Flying Dragon in the Sky", "Nine Dragons Ice".

Lao Zamao saw that Zhou Yang's trick was simple and elegant, and even he had never seen it before, and he couldn't help but admire. Not to mention those few disciples who don't make it, even if they go into battle by themselves, just based on the subtlety of this swordsmanship, they can't show a stronger swordsmanship than this move.

Of course, Zhou Yang's current swordsmanship is not so familiar, with the vicious eyes of the old man, he immediately discovered several big flaws in the swordsmanship, as long as he finds the right time, there is still hope for defeating this young man.

But now his eight disciples who were not successful had already lost their fighting spirit, became panicked, and their offense and defense had become unruly. Feiyue sighed softly and closed her eyes silently. Now he didn't have any hope of winning for those eight disciples, he just had an eye-opening attitude and watched Zhou Yang's swordsmanship intently.

"The last form, the Purple Thunder Prison Robbery. Zhou Yang's long sword swung at great speed, and a crisp chirp faintly sounded. It was like a sword net, tightly wrapping the eight people in it. Zhou Yang shuttled back and forth like a whirlwind, and the continuous attacks forced the eight people to dodge continuously, forming a long line from east to west.

Zhou Yang's long sword quickly got out of his hand, starting from the disciple at the east end, running all the way to the westernmost end, and then flew back into Zhou Yang's hand in the air.

The speed of the sword was very fast, so fast that people thought it was just flying in a circle, but Lao Zamao could see it clearly, and the blood-red long sword had cut a sword mark on the necks of each of the eight disciples.

"Leave people under the sword. Lao Zamao flew out in an instant, rushed forward, and prepared to protect the eight disciples, but due to the distance, by the time he arrived, the long sword had already returned to Zhou Yang's hands.

"Damn, dare to kill my disciple, Lao Tzu wants you to pay for your life. "Lao Zamao is really anxious this time, the eight disciples who have worked hard for hundreds of years to be served in one pot, this is simply breaking his life.

"Even if your master is one of the three elders, I dare to kill him, let alone others?"

The powerful momentum of the old miscellaneous hair is like a monstrous wave, and Zhou Yang is like a leaf fluttering in the wind and waves, and he can't even breathe smoothly.

Shui Yinping was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly ran to Feiyue and knelt down, and said with tears in his eyes: "I beg the master to spare Brother Zhou's life, and the disciple is willing to replace it with his own life." ”

The old miscellaneous hair did not move, and shouted coldly: "Get out, it's not your turn to take care of the old man's affairs." With a flick of the robe, the mercury screen was thrown dozens of feet away like a kite.

Mercury Ping found that she had landed firmly on the ground, and she didn't even roll up a single piece of dust, she was stunned for a moment, knowing that this was because of Master's love for her. Although I was grateful, I was also heartbroken, and continued to rush to the master to intercede for the young man.

But she found that she was blocked by the invisible confinement, and she couldn't move a step, and she couldn't help but be in a hurry, and tears rained down.

Zhou Yang was very moved when he saw Shui Yinping interceding for himself regardless of his life, and tried his best to maintain his composure, and laughed wildly: "The old miscellaneous hair is really worthy of its reputation, you can see if your disciples are dead, if it is really dead, it is not too late to take my life." ”

When Lao Zamao heard this, he was busy checking the injuries of the eight disciples, only to find that they only had a slight sword wound under their necks, and they didn't even have blood coming out, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said with a smile: "You eight unsuccessful guys, don't hurry up and pass Brother Zhou's grace of not killing." ”

Zhou Yang saw the eight people saluting, and hurriedly changed the salute and said: "Senior brothers, you are polite, if you really fight for your life, the life of the junior brother will already be lost in your hands." ”

This is telling the truth, because Lao Zamao is only talking about the sword, so the eight disciples are only dismantling the moves, and ignoring the attack and defense of spiritual power. Otherwise, even if Zhou Yang exerted all his strength, he would not be able to break through their defenses, unless he used spiritual power to burn or the wrath of the beastmaster, but this would defeat at most one, and he would eventually be killed by others.

"Old Zamao, since I won this competition, then your cloud tooth board ....."

"Hmph, take it," the old miscellaneous hair held back a burst of pain in his heart, and said through gritted teeth, "If it's okay, get out of here." ”

Zhou Yang took the cloud tooth board, threw it into the storage bracelet casually, and prepared to go down the mountain. In front of Lao Zamao, although he is very rare in his baby, he also pretends to be very casual.

Lao Zamao was really fooled, so angry that he almost wanted to vomit blood, and thought indignantly in his heart: "Isn't it just relying on the old bald donkey's miraculous skills to cross the misfortune? Isn't it just relying on the wealth of Changmen Temple? If you don't have the Continuation Pulse Pill, where will you get the money to buy a medium-grade magic weapon? But this stinky boy's swordsmanship is very strange, and this old guy Yuanjue will definitely not." ”

"Sister Shui, I'm leaving, I hope we will meet again in the future. Zhou Yang ignored the old miscellaneous hair, but said goodbye to the mercury screen leisurely.

"Brother Zhou, goodbye, by the way, this is a treasure from those villains and that evil ghost, because you were injured and unconscious, I didn't have time to give it to you, and now I will return it all. ”

Zhou Yang's divine sense swept the storage bracelets, only took the red-haired ghost cha, and for the other four, he waved his hand lightly and said: "These will be given to Sister Shui, sell these sundries, maybe you can exchange them for a good magic treasure, even if it is a gift from the younger brother to the sister." ”

Seeing this, the mercury screen had no choice but to accept it. Many of the Huayue Sect disciples on the side widened their eyes in surprise. The entire net worth of a few thieves who have been evil for many years is definitely not a small amount, but this young man gave it to others casually, which is really a big deal.

"Brother Zhou, there will be a period later. ”

Mercury Ping knew that Zhou Yang was about to leave, so he held back the tears in his eyes and said goodbye to Zhou Yang with a smile.

originally thought that he would belong to the so-called hero named Shao Jie in this life, but he didn't expect to be a person with a bad heart. But just when her heart was like ashes, this teenager used his own behavior to interpret what a real young hero is.

Life-saving grace, chivalrous tenderness, all this made Mercury Ping's heart alive again, and when she finally said goodbye, she found that she was used to the days when he was by her side.

Feiyue Lao Mao looked at Zhou Yang's departing back fixedly, felt distressed for a while, and began to think of ways to calculate Zhou Yang again.

"Hmph, wait, sooner or later, one day, I will let you become my Feiyue's disciple, hehe, when the time comes, my Huayue Sect will also accept a cheap disciple, let you help my disciple get some weapons and magic weapons, well, just start with the girl on the silver screen, let her bite this kid firmly and not let go, what can you do if you receive a love token? ”