The thick thundercloud seemed to have found an energy vent, and when Xiao Yang's sword body rushed out of the thundercloud, a huge lightning bolt attached to the sword body and fell, aiming directly at Yuzheng.

"Is this a Heavenly Tribulation? No, it's just the power of ordinary thunder and lightning, but why does it have a trace of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation?"

Yuzheng said to himself, his face was extremely solemn, and his mentality that was contemptuous just now immediately changed, any spell with the power of heaven and earth should not be underestimated,

Although he couldn't understand why a sword spirit without the support of the master would cast such a spell, it didn't affect him to be cautious, a simple layer of body protection aura was definitely not enough.

He used several defensive spells in a row, although they were not very powerful, but they were better than nothing, and the rain was wiping from his waist and taking out his weapon.

It was a triangular pyramid that had been taken out by the rain and spun in his hand, and the triangular pyramid was pale yellow, like a gold cast.

The appearance is ordinary, but it is a quasi-earth weapon! between the best magic weapon and the earth weapon, it is stronger than the magic weapon, and has half the power of the earth weapon.

As soon as this sharp cone appeared, a strange color appeared in Zhuo Jin's eyes, and he took a step back quietly.

"Whew~"

Da Hei Lu whimpered beside Xin'er, and couldn't help but look at the hostess next to him who made her extremely hated in her heart, grieving for her miserable fate.

It knows that the enemies of this new mistress are all very strong, even if they are strong, even if someone casually takes out a weapon, it will feel a deadly threat, if it knows this, it would rather die than give in, and now because of the existence of the contract in its mind, it is a luxury to want to die!

Xin'er looked at the white lotus sword that brought up the thunder and lightning and went straight down, and inexplicably flashed a little worry, but soon she put it down again, the white lotus is a sword spirit, and if she dies, there will be no problem with it.

Now she can only rely on the time that Bai Lian has bought for herself, and quickly recover from her injuries, although it may not be useful at all, she just doesn't want to disappoint Bai Lian.

The surrounding area was filled with silver-white electric light, and the sound of the second pull came into Xiao Yang's ears, and he felt that his spirit body seemed to be a little numb, but Xiao Yang didn't care at all, and only Yuzheng stood proudly in the air in his eyes.

Yu Zheng urged the triangular cone, and the injection of spiritual power made the triangular cone's light shine, and then slowly rose, slowly rotating faster and faster, driven by Yu Zheng's thoughts, he crashed headlong into Xiao Yang's body.

Xiao Yang's offensive trend came to a sudden pause, but the stalemate was not yet a breath.

"Click~"

In an instant, the triangular pointed cone was full of cracks, turning into white ash and scattering.

"Poof!"

The weapon was destroyed, and Yuzheng, who was connected to his thoughts, spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and the monks of the Jindan period had already begun to cultivate their weapons, and the longer they were recuperated, the more convenient they would be to use, which was related to spiritual ideas.

"How is that possible?"

Yu Zheng was shocked, and he didn't have time to feel too much sorry for his three-edged sharp cone, so he hurriedly took out a shield from the storage bag, and then quickly pinched out a series of hand duels.

The shield lit up with a layer of misty light, and it was connected with the shield on Yuzheng's body, which was many times thicker than at the beginning, forming a rounded whole, and the defense strength suddenly increased a lot.

He also wanted to escape, but the sword spirit was pulling the thunder and lightning, and he had already locked him at the beginning, and he couldn't hide at all, so he could only resist hard, and besides, he didn't believe that this sword spirit could do anything to him?

He guessed right, Xiao Yang really couldn't do anything to him, the gap in hard conditions could not be made up casually.

"Boom!"

A dazzling white light flashed, and then everyone saw that Yu Zheng raised his hands and shook the flying sword wrapped in thunder and lightning, and the shield in front of him, the aura defense of the layers of body protection all disappeared.

"Boom!"

As soon as Yu Zheng's hands touched the sword body, the whole person shook violently, and the numbness and severe pain instantly spread throughout the body.

With a snap, Yuzheng's hair bounced off, all the hair stood up like an explosion, and the robe on his body also swelled.

Dense thunder and lightning rushed up Yuzheng's whole body, his face was instantly red, and his body was even more evaporated with a layer of white mist, like white smoke.

This image made the other three people look straight at it, and they couldn't help but take a step back, not to mention the power of this thunder and lightning, at least the miserable appearance of Yuzheng, the later stage of Jindan, is real.

"Drink!"

The rain was bursting out, and a strong spiritual power fluctuation suddenly came out of his body,

"Boom!"

However, in an instant, the incomparable power poured into Xiao Yang's sword body, and even with the pressure of thunder and lightning, Xiao Yang flew out inexorably.

With a snort, Xiao Yang fell to the ground, and the sword body sank into the ground, without the hilt of the sword.

"Poof!"

All of a sudden, Xiao Yang spat out a big mouthful of golden blood, and the entity had already reached the root of his thigh, but it retreated to his knee in an instant, and in exchange for this, Xiao Yang's spirit body was stable and did not collapse.

After trying, Xiao Yang still wanted to pull himself out of the soil, but he suddenly found that he couldn't move, his mind was still there, everything couldn't move, and the whole spirit body was in a state of complete numbness.

This is not bad, if it weren't for Xiao Yang being in the spirit state of the sword spirit, he would already be suffering from the pain of torn apart his body in all kinds.

"Xin'er, I tried my best~"

A very light thought was passed on by him to Xin'er not far away, and he didn't know if she could receive it.

"Hahaha!"

A hilarious voice came, and everyone looked at Yuzheng, only to see that he was wearing a cloak with blood on the corners of his mouth, and his two hands were hanging beside him, and there were still drops of red blood flowing on them.

Inevitably, under a trace of the power of heaven and earth, Qiang Ruyuzheng, who was in the late stage of Jindan, also suffered a lot of injuries, but it did not affect his strength.

"Hahaha, what about Tianwei, what can it do to me?"

Yuzheng opened his hands, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at the white lotus sword inserted into the ground, with a hideous smile on his face, revealing a cruel smile,

"Sword Spirit, what's the matter? I'll give you another chance, you obediently let me be the master, hehe, it's not good now, if you are still stubborn, then don't blame me for doing it again!"

Yu Zheng looked at Xiao Yang's body with a cruel smile, Xiao Yang didn't say anything now, and he couldn't even speak out of the sword body, so it was impossible to have the slightest reaction to Yu Zheng,

This scene fell in Yu Zheng's eyes, making his originally manic heart become extremely tyrannical in an instant, and the killing intent was boiling!

"Okay, good, good, since you don't take the initiative to recognize me, then I'll torture you to recognition!"

Yu Zheng looked at the White Lotus Sword, said gloomily, and then flew towards Xiao Yang.

Before he could fly far, a man rushed out of his stabbing stab, blocking his way.

(End of chapter)