The four consecutive sharp sword rays emitted by Ling Chengzi were all easily dissolved by Xiang Yihang, and there was no trace of efficacy.

But Ling Chengzi was not discouraged or disappointed.

He had already expected that it would be impossible to help Xiang Yihang with just a few sword rays.

The attack of the best spirit treasure, whether it was for him or for Xiang Yihang, was just an appetizer.

After adjusting the breath in his body, Ling Chengzi threw the flying sword above his head, allowing the flying sword to sink and float on its own, ignoring the flying sword again.

Ling Chengzi actually planned to abandon the flying sword and not use it.

This made the onlookers look puzzled, not knowing what Ling Chengzi wanted to do.

I saw Ling Cheng raise his hands suddenly, his two palms crossed rapidly in front of his chest, and then the ten fingers of his hands kept pointing, drawing, picking, patting, and pinching in the air, and all kinds of unimaginable gestures were quickly formed and quickly dispersed!

Due to the fast printing of the gestures, the shadows left by the ten fingers are superimposed to form various patterns, which is magnificent and amazing!

The onlookers of the Treasure Source Valley monks were amazed, and they all showed shocked looks!

Seeing that Ling Chengzi was rapidly condensing his handprint, Xiang Yihang also instantly became solemn, he knew that Ling Chengzi was preparing to enlarge the move!

But now, the first thing to do is to first call the Treasure Source Valley monk to retreat to a long enough distance, otherwise he will be killed by the fish pond.

Chuanyin ordered all the Baoyuan Valley monks to retreat, Xiang Yihang put away the purple iron rod directly and put it into the Tianyuan ring, and then drew a large circle with both hands, and instantly arranged a defensive cover, and then the ten fingers of both hands quickly shook and depicted, condensing one seal after another, for a while, around Xiang Yihang's body, lotus flowers were blooming.

The onlookers, seeing the actions of Xiang Yihang and Ling Chengzi, knew that the decisive battle between the two had really begun, and they all stared at it calmly, and their divine thoughts were also opened to the maximum, for fear of missing every moment.

Even Li Pingzhi's old ghost and Tianmei became solemn and quietly looked at the two people in the field.

Except for Ling Chengzi, the only surviving Wujing of the Void Realm in Qianxi Mountain, when he saw the monks of Baoyuan Valley retreating from the main battlefield, he immediately retreated to a distant place. I didn't dare to follow the old ghost of Li Pingzhi, Yun Shangke, and Wu Tenghe.

"Xiang Yihang, you shouldn't be in the Melan Domain. Today, either you die or I live!" Ling Chengzi shouted, and his handprint instantly turned into an attack.

For a while, meteors the size of fists suddenly appeared in the air, and they quickly smashed towards Xiang Yihang in all directions.

Each meteor, except for the extremely fast speed, does not show any might, compared to the earth-shattering sword before, the various meteors attacking Xiang Yihang seem to be quiet, without making a single abnormal sound, just like watching a silent movie.

But because of this, Xiang Yihang didn't dare to slack off at all.

His body fluttered, his fingers flicked up and down, left and right, and clusters of green arrows the size of his fingers were scattered into the air.

Each cluster of green arrows corresponds to a meteor, which shoots away like lightning!

On the one hand, it is like a sky full of stars, and on the other hand, it is like a goddess scattering flowers, which is magnificent!

In the blink of an eye, the turquoise arrow cluster and the meteor collided in the sky, and at the moment of collision, the picture seemed to be still, and the meteor and the arrow cluster no longer moved!

People with powerful eyes or strong divine thoughts can see that every arrow cluster sent by Xiang Yihang pierced into the various meteor mana groups inspired by Ling Chengzi at a moment of static, and then detonated, disintegrating the meteor explosion, sparks splashing everywhere, turning into a sky full of stars.

For a time, the sky at dawn was like a large fireworks display, and it was magnificent.

"It's so beautiful!" Tong Lisi, who didn't blink her eyes, suddenly stroked her palm and said, her eyes revealing indescribable envy.

Zhang Yingying and Liu Ruyin next to them also nodded yes!

The five Extreme Transformation Realm cultivators on the field didn't speak, and they didn't know what was going on in their hearts.

But from the flash of amazement in their eyes, it can be seen that they are full of interest in Xiang Yihang and Ling Chengzi's moves.

The starry sky disappeared, and the sky in the Moran Domain was completely bright.

Ling Chengzi stared at Xiang Yihang and did not move.

Xiang Yihang was the same, suspended in the air, quietly looking at Ling Chengzi.

In the eyes of the two, the fighting spirit is raging, and the temporary tranquility must be brewing a greater impact!

"You've already made a move, now, it's my turn!" Xiang Yihang said lightly.

As he spoke, he raised his hands and began to make mudras without hurry. Ten fingers, layered horizontally and vertically, seem to be depicting three-dimensional patterns, layer after layer, layer upon layer, and in some places it seems to be passing slowly in slow motion.

Seeing Xiang Yihang's sealing technique, Ling Chengzi's pupils shrank, and the pressure increased sharply.

Condensing mana with handprints, theoretically the faster the gesture, the better, which can communicate as many rules of heaven and earth as possible in the shortest time, forming the most powerful attack seal.

But now, this Xiang Yihang is doing the opposite, the speed of the handprint condensation is too slow, and in some places he even deliberately slows down the speed, this kind of sealing technique, he has explored, but it has not achieved much effect, it is far less powerful than the fast sealing, so he has long given up this low-speed sealing technique.

Before, his condensed handprints, gestures even left layers of shadows in the air, which were formed due to the speed being too fast.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Yihang actually used this low-speed sealing technique to deal with him.

But the more Xiang Yihang is like this, the more Ling Chengzi dare not slack off.

He slashed his hands in the air, tapped his toes, and actually used his hands and feet at the same time, and soon formed a condensed defensive shield to protect himself.

The duel of law is not the same as the duel of force, an inconspicuous silk thread of mana, although it does not carry a trace of the power of overturning the river and the sea, it is very likely to directly cut off a monk. This is just like dissolving iron with strong acid, relying not on the physical force of strong acid, but on corroding the iron from the inside and killing the iron in a moisturizing and silent way.

The monks of the Void Realm who were watching did not necessarily see the power of Xiang Yihang's handprint, but the old ghost of Li Pingzhi, who had read all the talents in the world, was also like Ling Chengzi, his pupils shrank, and his deep imperial eyes immediately activated, staring closely at Xiang Yihang's gestures, wanting to see any details of Xiang Yihang clearly.

"Snort", a faint voice sounded, and a mana line as thin as a hair suddenly burst out from the end of Xiang Yihang's fingers, crossed half of the sky, and cut directly towards Ling Chengzi!

The silk thread was like a lit tungsten filament, blazing incomparably, and although the sky was already bright at this time, the brightness of this mana line was still obviously abnormal.

The speed of the mana line was extremely fast, but it didn't make a sound, and it drew an extremely perfect arc, like a whip, and slashed directly at Ling Chengzi.

Ling Chengzi's hands quickly sealed, and he quickly released pieces of mana shields, facing Xiang Yihang's mana silk thread.

The sound of "Zizi" continued to sound, like the sound of water droplets dripping onto a soldering iron, and Xiang Yihang's mana silk thread instantly cut through one mana shield after another.

In the end, he slashed directly at Ling Chengzi's defensive cover, and moreover, he also circled along the defensive cover more than a dozen times, trying to twist the defensive cover.

The defensive shield on Ling Chengzi's body shook violently, and after a breath of time, the mana silk thread disappeared without a trace because the mana was exhausted.

"It's so strong!" a thought flashed through Ling Chengzi's heart.

A small silk thread actually cut through more than a dozen of his mana shields, and finally almost burst his defensive shield. If he had been cut directly on top of the flesh, he would have been cut into a pile of minced flesh long ago.

The problem is that this is not over, after a mana line disappears, a new mana line bursts out again, and this time, it turns out that two mana lines cut through the space at the same time.

Ling Chengzi gritted his teeth, jumped into the sky, and quickly swept towards the sky.

He's not stupid, let's dodge it first.

But the mana line is not a mortal whip, it can follow the divine thoughts, therefore, the two mana lines crossed an arc and followed Ling Chengzi again.

Ling Chengzi took advantage of the short time he swept away, and instantly dropped two high-grade spirit treasure flying swords, facing Xiang Yihang's two mana silk threads.

If it was a simple two flying swords, it would not be difficult for Xiang Yihang's mana line to be cut, but when Ling Chengzi threw out the flying sword, he had already attached his magic seal to the two flying swords, so when the two mana lines cut the two high-grade Lingbao flying swords into seven or eight pieces, the power of the mana line was also exhausted.

"My God, the two top-grade spirit treasure flying swords, they're gone. Old man Luo Xu muttered.

"Old man, what do you mean, don't you blame Elder Xiang?" Fang Liang next to him directly scolded.

"You Gua Wazi knows a hammer!" Old man Luo Xuan was a senior elder of Baoyuan Valley and Xiang Yihang's spokesperson, so he didn't care about Fang Liang's reproach.

At this time, Xiang Yihang also jumped up directly, and the gesture of the seal suddenly opened and closed, and for a while, three or four mana silk threads and seven or eight condensed fist seals instantly poured towards Ling Chengzi.

Ling Chengzi, who was still soaring upward, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he really couldn't figure out how Xiang Yihang's mana could be so strong, and at the same time, he sent out three or four mana lines plus seven or eight condensed fist marks, don't these need mana? Don't you worry about hollowing out your body?

There are also the three old men of Li Pingzhi next to them!

How dare you fight like this?

Ling Chengzi couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it, Xiang Yihang's attack had already arrived.

Ling Chengzi didn't care so much, and while moving and dodging, he kept punching out punch marks, eliminating Xiang Yihang's attacks one by one.

However, Ling Chengzi was still hit twice in the end, and a fist mark broke through his defensive shield and hit him directly on the shoulder, although it did not penetrate, but the flesh and blood were blurred, and Ling Chengzi almost protruded a mouthful of blood.

There was also a mana line that also pierced Ling Chengzi's defensive shield and directly cut off a piece of flesh from his left leg.

Ling Chengzi was disheveled and looked very embarrassed.

Li Pingzhi, Old Ghost, Yun Shangke, and Wu Tenghe looked at each other, their expressions extremely unnatural.

Instead, it was Xue Yanfei, showing a hint of a smile, and said softly: "This is the real fighting method!"

As for Tianmei, he didn't have any expression, as if this was a matter of course, and even threw a mocking look at the old ghost of Li Pingzhi, as if he was making a fuss.

And in the distance, where the monks of Baoyuan Valley gathered, as Ling Chengzi was injured, a thunderous applause suddenly sounded.

"Xiang Yihang, you forced me!" Ling Chengzi, who was scattered from his cloak, did not dodge anymore, but a snow-white bow suddenly appeared in his hand!

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