The two of them each held a magic weapon and fought for two incense sticks in the air, and for a while, no one could help anyone.

"Even with a cultivator like yours, you dare to beat the old man's idea?" the man put his hands behind his back, looking extremely relaxed.

Yun Shan Lao Dao sneered and said, "You haven't separated life and death yet, what are you proud of?"

"It's easy to tell the difference between life and death. The man let out a sneer, and then his hands pinched a dozen spells in front of him like a wheel, and a miserable green fire appeared on the tips of his fingers, and he pushed his hands forward, and the two flames turned into two lines of fire and shot at his iron staff. I saw that the iron rod shook, and a cloud of black smoke came out of the rod, and the entire rod body suddenly swelled, instantly becoming ten zhang long, and when the black smoke dissipated, a black unicorn dragon appeared in the air.

At this time, Yunshan Lao Dao's flying sword looked at the dragon, and could only shoot out a cloud of black smoke, not even a spark. The man pinched the magic trick and shouted, "Go." The black Jiao roared, and as soon as the dragon's claws probed, he grabbed the flying sword of the old road of Yunshan, and then twisted his body and pounced towards the old road of Yunshan.

"You, milk, milk, so ruthless?" Yunshan Lao Dao Flying Sword was caught, and he was busy slapping on the storage bag, and a big white net flew out, opening in an instant, and it was more than ten zhang in size, blocking in front of him. This net was given to him by Zhang Zhizhi, because it was a strange treasure, and he was reluctant to sell it, so he kept it.

The black Jiao completely ignored the huge net blocking the way, and the dragon claw stretched forward, grabbed the huge net, and then pulled it back violently. Yunshan Lao Dao snorted coldly, the magic in his hand changed, the huge net was a few zhang bigger, and it was wrapped forward, and the black Jiao was wrapped in the net, and then Yunshan Lao Dao recited the mantra, and the magic was a little forward, and a red fire flew on the giant net, and the huge net suddenly burned.

I don't know what kind of fire the flame on the giant net is, as long as it sticks to the body, it can't be extinguished, unless it is burned. The black dragon was trapped in the net and could not break free, and the black smoke on its body kept coming out, trying its best to counteract the flames on the giant net. Seeing that Jiaolong was trapped, the man in black urged the flying sword to attack sharply, forcing the old Dao of Yunshan to be distracted, and at the same time quickly pinched the magic trick and shouted: "Shrink." ”

With the shouts of the man in black, the figure of the black dragon shrank suddenly, shrinking to the size of a palm in the blink of an eye, and before the giant net retracted, it drilled out of the gap in the net and flew back to the side of the man in black with a body of flames. The man in black stretched out his hand and slapped the dragon on it, extinguishing the flames, and the dragon turned back into the form of an iron rod.

Seeing the dragon fleeing, Yunshan Lao Dao hurriedly drove the huge net towards the man in black.

Zhang Zhezhi observed stealthily from a distance, and was still very happy to see that Yunshan Lao Dao was fighting with the man in black. For a long time, Yunshan Lao Dao rarely fights with people, but as long as he fights, he will suffer, and Zhang Philosophy feels that the main reason is that he has too little experience. If you don't know your strengths, you can't play to your strengths, but if you want to know your strengths, you can only find them in battle. At the same time, you must also find your weaknesses in the battle, and then find a way to make up for them.

The man in black saw the huge net from the old Dao of Yunshan rushing towards him, twisted his body, and dodged to the side. At the same time, he shook his sleeve, and a soft whip flew out of his sleeve, twisted in the air and became dozens of zhang long, and wrapped around the huge net. The huge net of Yunshan Old Road is a soft thing, and the soft whip is also a soft thing, and when the two meet, they are suddenly entangled.

The man in black was on the iron rod again, and the iron rod still turned into a dragon and pounced towards the old road of Yunshan.

The flying sword of Yunshan Lao Dao has long been taken away by the dragon, although there are still flying swords in the storage bag, but they have not been refined, and they are not suitable for use, so it is better not to use them. And the giant net was also entangled in the soft whip of the man in black and could not play its role. Now he only relied on a shield to resist the flying sword of the man in black, and the shield was already scarred under the continuous attack of the flying sword, maybe any sword would turn into scrap metal.

At this time, the black Jiao pounced again, and all Yunshan Lao Dao could do was to retreat quickly.

At the beginning of the black-clothed man of Yunshan Old Daoyun, Zhang Zhezhi had already begun to lay traps in the distance with the cooperation of Hu Si'er. The blood silk bought from the auction really became transparent and invisible after being glued to the blood of Yunshan Lao Dao. He didn't know how long this blood silk could be invisible, if Yunshan Lao Dao's blood was not enough, he could only get his own blood up. But fortunately, there is a fox Si'er, even if there is no blood, this blood silk can be invisible, but I am afraid that Yunshan Lao Dao will bump into it by himself.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the old road of Yunshan to retreat to this side. Zhang Zhezhi pinched the blood silk with one hand and didn't dare to let go, because he was afraid that as soon as he let go, he would not be able to find this blood silk, and the blood silk had not been refined, so he could only use the true yuan to control the blood silk by contact. At this time, seeing that the old road of Yunshan had retreated, he hurriedly dripped the remaining drop of blood from the old road of Yunshan on the blood silk, so that he could detect the location and arrangement of the trap woven by the blood silk.

The invisible blood silk crisscrossed and woven into a large net that could not be recognized by the naked eye, and the breath emitted by his own blood could be detected by Yunshan Lao Dao with his eyes closed. There were still hundreds of zhang away from the big net woven by blood silk, Yun Shan Lao Dao put away the shield, threw down the white huge net, and poured the true yuan with all his strength on the cloud trace boots under his feet, and the speed of his flight suddenly increased by forty percent, and he rushed forward with a whoosh.

The man in black sneered: "Want to leave, how can it be so easy." After saying that, Zhenyuan moved quickly, and his body rushed forward, turning into a black shadow and chasing after him, and at the same time took the flying sword back.

Yunshan Lao Dao flew very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the trap, relying on his familiarity with his blood breath, he successfully passed through the gap left in the trap, and Zhang Zhizhi, who was hidden not far away, immediately manipulated the blood silk to fill the gap.

The man in black never thought that someone would set a trap in the sky that could not be seen by the naked eye, and flew all the way at high speed, crashing headlong into the trap woven by blood silk, and was instantly cut into seven or eight pieces, and the blood was sprinkled all over the air, scattering like a rain of blood.

Zhang Zhezhi, who had been hiding not far away, had a quick eye, flew down, and copied the storage bag of the man in black in his hand.

Yunshan Lao Dao heard the sound behind him, and when he turned around, he saw a large piece of flesh and blood falling downward, and he was busy circling around in mid-air and came back. By the time he turned back, Zhang Zhe had already taken the black-clothed man's storage bag in his hand.

After Zhang Zhe got the storage bag, he flew up from below and said to the old Yunshan Dao who turned back: "Master, you go and take back his flying sword and that soft whip, we have to leave quickly, after fighting for so long, it is estimated that someone will come over soon." Yun Shan Lao Dao answered, stretched out his hand and took back the flying sword of the man in black, and flew into the distance, taking back the white giant net and soft whip.

Zhang Zhezhi didn't know when this blood silk would show its original form, and what he could do now was to take it back by groping. When the old road of Yunshan came back, the master and apprentice did not go back to Xiaolan City directly, but flew south for thousands of miles, and made a big circle, and then returned to Xiaolan City.

The two returned to their original appearance, changed their clothes, and then returned to the inn from Xicheng. At this time, it was already dark, and when they returned to the inn, the two of them didn't care about eating, so they immediately returned to the guest room, and set up a magic circle outside the room to isolate sound and peeping.

Yunshan Lao Dao took out the storage bag of the man in black and poured all the contents on the ground. There are a lot of things, not only spars, but also some other messy things, and many things that even Yunshan Lao Dao doesn't know what they are for. Zhang Zhe rummaged through the pile of things, found the cloud of Yin Soul Silk, looked at it carefully, and there was no problem, so he put his mind at ease and put it back in his storage bag with his backhand.

Yunshan Lao Dao didn't care about what Zhang Zhi took at all, even if everything here was given to his apprentice, he felt that it was nothing, it was all his own family, and they didn't care about each other.

After putting away the Yin Soul Silk, Zhang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground casually, and said, "Master, I think you need to get some useful magic weapons, I am shocked from a distance, your combat power is really low." ”

Yun Shan Lao Dao said while rummaging through the pile of things: "I naturally know this, until now, I have not fought with a monk of the same rank a few times, and my experience is too little. Judging from these few times, what your master and I lack is not only cultivation, but also the application of magic weapons. When I get to the siege, I want to calm down and practice well, and you want to teach me your mad demon sword technique, I think your sword technique is far better than my improvisation method. ”

Yunshan Lao Dao is a humble and studious master, he doesn't care whether he is a master or not, he thinks that it is normal to learn something from his apprentice, this is the same as a father learning something from his son, there is no difference, not to mention that his apprentice is so good.

Zhang Zhezhi took out a jade slip, put it in the seal hall, and quickly engraved the purple qi mad demon sword technique that he had improved in it, and then threw it to Yunshan Lao Dao, and said, "Master, this is a sword technique. You'll also want to find a better set of flying swords, preferably a complete set, so that you can easily control them. I'll go back to Junjiabao and the Ancient Sword Sect to ponder and see if there is a way to enhance divine consciousness, the Purple Qi Crazy Demon Sword Technique has very high requirements for divine consciousness, and only if the divine sense is big enough to perform the sword technique can it be handy. ”

Yunshan Lao Dao put away the jade slip and said: "Without fighting again and again, I don't know what I'm missing, and there is nothing wrong with this time, you kid is smarter than me, take advantage of this time for us to study the magic weapons at hand to see which ones are suitable for me to use, and which ones are suitable for you to use in the future, and at the same time, these magic weapons can be transformed and improved, so that they will also enhance some combat power in the future." ”

Zhang Zhezhi deeply agreed with the words of Yunshan's old way.