Chapter 197: The Man on the Fire Cloud

PS: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I missed it. 【】Lianzhu Arrow was originally 198 chapters, but it turned out to be 196 chapters, and it was also sent out as 196 chapters. Hehe...... The pie is dizzy. In this way, today the real chapter 196 (Huoyun Shangren) and chapter 197 (Huoyun Sword Array) were sent out together, and in order to maintain the coherence of the chapters, the chapter review was changed to chapters 197 and 198. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause. Bow, bow again, ask for forgiveness

Xie Ting was furious, and shouted angrily: "Who is it, the secret arrow hurts people?"

"Jie Ji, Sect Master Yang is really good, the supernatural power is spiritual, the human sword is one, and I have a move of the Fire Cloud Sword, and it is as if nothing happened...... Admire, admire"

A strange laugh sounded, and the two monks who had been lurking in front of Xu Jin's right stood up.

Xu Jin finally saw the appearance of these two people clearly, and couldn't help but gasp.

Both of them have dark red skin, indifferent expressions, and both are zombie bodies. The first person was the first, with a red face and white hair, a wide robe and big sleeves, a strange laughter that shocked people's ears, and the spiritual pressure aura on his body was extremely terrifying, and he was actually no less than Yang Tianhong's master in the late stage of the polymer. And the other person standing beside him, Xu Jin was all too familiar, it was Yan Zhong, a monk of the Corpse Sect who had been looking for his bad luck for many years. Yan Zhong was cut off by Yang Tianhong and fled in a hurry, and he has never met Xu Jin again. I saw it here.

Yan Zhong's right sleeve is still fluttering. It can be seen that the body of a zombie does not have the ability to regenerate limbs.

Previously, these two people had been lurking, trying their best to restrain their breath, and they were far away, Xu Jin couldn't sense their cultivation, but now that they appeared, the spiritual power on their bodies dupung, and Xu Jin naturally sensed it. This Yan Zhong is actually already in the early stage of cultivation. Decades ago, he was already at the peak of the late stage of soul training, and after so many years, it was only natural that he would succeed in advancement.

Because Yang Tianhong had an adventure in the demon spirit space, he was already a master in the late stage of the gathering.

Comparatively speaking, Yan Zhongli didn't know how depressed he was

"Master Huoyun, you...... You are so despicable"

Seeing the black mist churning in Yang Tianhong's soul body, and he was really injured, Xie Ting was angry and anxious, and shouted.

Xu Jin was secretly surprised, this red-faced and white-haired old zombie was actually the master of Yan Zhong, the chief elder of the Inner Hall of the Corpse Sect, Master Huoyun. The master and apprentice have been hiding here, watching Yang Tianhongfu fight with the unicorn, and they have long made up their minds to pick a cheap one.

Yang Tianhong stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Huoyun Daoist, our sect and your sect have always been harmonious, there is no injustice and no hatred, why did Daoist friend secretly hurt people?"

It seems that in this short period of time, Yang Tianhong has recovered as before.

However, Xu Jin knew that it was not so easy.

This supernatural power, the stunt of the integration of man and sword, Xu Jin had seen it once on Sanyao Island in the Tianlong Sea, and the giant man surnamed Ma showed it, and it was extremely powerful, cutting off the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast. Yang Tianhong's cultivation is still above the giant man surnamed Ma, and once it is used, it is even more powerful. The unicorn was caught off guard, and it couldn't resist it, and was killed by a single blow. But this kind of supernatural power is extremely consuming true yuan, and when Yang Tianhong's divine soul possessed the flying knife, he was secretly attacked by the Huoyun Master, and the injury must not be light.

"Sect Master Yang doesn't speak lightly, and it seems that remembering xìng is not so good...... Back then, you cut off the arm of the xiǎo disciple for no reason, and the old man has always remembered this account, and he didn't ask you to calculate it. It's been many years, and Sect Master Yang is afraid that he won't remember...... Sure enough, the nobles are more forgetful."

The man on the fire cloud said with a strange smile.

"Huoyun Daoyou said this, it really reversed right and wrong. Yan Daoyou kept chasing and killing my land Xu Jin back then, and Yang couldn't bear it anymore before he made a move. Only one of his arms was broken, and it was already in the face of Huoyun Daoyou, and his subordinates showed mercy. ”

Yang Tianhong said calmly.

"Hmph, Yang Tianhong, don't be pretending. Do you want me to accept your love if you hurt my arm? For decades, Yan has never forgotten that he happened to settle this account with you today."

Yan Zhong roared angrily.

The corpse monk Ròu is strong, but the body of a zombie cannot be regenerated. Yan broke off his arm, and many magical powers were difficult to use. Although there is no obstacle in fighting from afar, but fighting in close quarters, it is not a loss after all. And close-quarters ròu fighting has always been one of the zombie monks' stunts. Yan Zhong has always held a grudge because of this, but it is reasonable.

Yang Tianhong frowned and said, "Yan Daoyou, what happened back then, it was you who provoked my Nine Shadows Sect first, how can you blame Yang for being spicy?

"Yes, it is precisely because you did not take my life that I am very emotional, and I think day and night about how to repay your great kindness...... I'll send you to the west today."

Yan Zhong shouted viciously.

Yang Tianhong sank his face and said coldly: "Yan Daoyou, your tone is not Xiǎo With your Yan Daoyou's cultivation, if you want to send Yang to the West Heaven, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Without waiting for Yan Zhong to answer, the Venerable Huoyun said, "Sect Master Yang, I also know that it is not easy, but the old man really wants to give it a try."

Yang Tianhong's face changed slightly.

Xie Ting had already calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "Huoyun Daoyou, if you have taken a fancy to the inner pill and materials of this unicorn demonic beast, for the sake of everyone being the cultivation of the Xuanyīn land, my husband can give in." There are two demonic beasts here, and Huoyun Daoist friends can choose one of them. ”

The Venerable Huoyun smiled and said, "Mrs. Yang, you look at me too much, my appetite is not so xiǎo." ”

"To you both"

Xie Ting said immediately.

Although it is difficult to find the inner pill and materials of high-level demonic beasts, after all, xìng's life is more important. Although Xie Ting is a generation of NV, she is very decisive. After the vicious battle with the unicorn demonic beast, Yang Tianhong and her mana were greatly depleted, and Yang Tianhong was injured by a sneak attack, in this case, once Jiāo had his hand, there was almost no chance of victory.

Yan Zhong shouted, "Master, don't talk nonsense with them, she's stalling for time." ”

The Venerable Fire Cloud sneered and said, "That's okay. I have long heard that Sect Master Yang has extraordinary qualifications, and he has always been the first person of the same level of cultivation in the Nine Shadows Sect. From the late stage of soul training to the late stage of the body gathering, but it took only a few years. The old man is not talented, but I want to teach Sect Master Yang about your Soul Breaking and Divine Ability."

Xie Ting shouted: "Master Huoyun, don't deceive people too much. Neither the Nine Shadows Sect nor the Yīn Wind Sect are easy to mess with."

She was born in the Yīn Wind Sect, and after marrying Yang Tianhong, she naturally belonged to the Nine Shadows Sect, but the Nine Shadows Sect and the Yīn Wind Sect have already formed an alliance, and Xie Ting's words like this are not considered arrogance.

"Boom, Mrs. Yang, it's really a big signboard. However, after today, it is difficult to say whether there is still the Nine Shadows Sect in this world. Even if there were, the sect master wouldn't have the surname Yang......"

The man on the fire cloud said unruly, looking proud.

Before Xie Ting could say more, Yang Tianhong waved his hand, stopped his wife, took a step forward, and said indifferently: "Since Huoyun Daoist must be taught, then Yang will teach you Huoyun Sword."

Seeing that the people on Huoyun were aggressive, and they looked like they were about to win, Yang Tianhong knew that today's battle was inevitable. Although he was injured and consumed a lot of mana, as the head of a sect, Yang Tianhong could not lose his dignity even if he died in battle.

Seeing Yang Tianhong calmly facing the battle, the people on Huoyun were a little surprised, thinking that Yang Tianhong would wait for an opportunity to escape.

"Okay, Yang Daoyou is worthy of the master of the sect, and the old man will accompany you to have a good discussion. Yan Zhong, Mrs. Yang gave it to you."

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint Mrs. Yang. Yan Zhong sneered, raised his left hand, and a giant sword with flames appeared: "I have heard for a long time that Mrs. Yang has great magical powers, and her cultivation is not under Sect Master Yang, Yan just happened to ask for advice today." Mrs. Yang, please"

Xie Ting, like Yan Zhong, is also a cultivator in the early stage of the body, and if she is on weekdays, she is not afraid of Yan Zhong. But the magic weapon that was best just now was destroyed by the unicorn, and the loss of mana was not xiǎo, but Yan Zhong was a new force, and the two sides had not yet been killed, and the outcome of this battle was almost clear. But at this moment, Xie Ting also had no way out, with a wave of the sleeves of her robe, three green flying swords flew out, turning around her body.

"The disciple fights side by side with the uncle"

Jia Wang had already recovered, stepped forward slowly, stood side by side with Xie Ting, and said loudly.

With his current cultivation, the battle between Yang Tianhong and the people on Huoyun, he categorically did not enter. The two masters in the late stage of the aggregate, with a wave of their hands, may have killed him.

"Xiǎo generation, what kind of thing are you?

Yan Zhong was furious, his empty right sleeve was raised, and a ball of fireball bulged out and swept towards Jia Wang.

Jia Wang pinched the trick in his right hand, and more than ten flying swords immediately circled in front of him, forming a sword wheel. Alone with Yan Zhongfang, Jia Wang is not his enemy. But with Xie Ting, it is still possible to contain Yan Zhong.

Xie Ting screamed softly, and the three emerald green flying swords were raised at the same time, turning into three green rays and flying into Yanzhong.

"Good time"

With a wave of his left hand, the huge fire sword shone brightly, turning into a fire dragon, and facing the three emerald green flying swords with teeth and claws.

Over there, fireballs slammed into Jawan's sword wheel. Although Yan Zhong just flicked his hand and didn't do his best at all, there was a whole big realm difference between the two, and in the early stage of soul training, Jia Wang immediately felt the flames burning, and the sword wheel made a "crackling" explosion, as if he was trying his best to resist the pressure of the fireball.

From time to time, a ball of flame passed through the gap in the sword wheel and burned towards Jawang.

A shield of ice appeared in front of Jawang, blocking the flames from the outside. His face froze, he exhaled, and a pure spiritual power sprayed into the sword wheel, and some of the shaky sword wheels shone brightly, and they flew quickly, and suddenly they were out, and the fireballs were torn to pieces by more than ten flying swords, scattering in all directions.

"Chop"

The sword wheel tore apart the fireball, Jia Wang raised his hand without hesitation, and the sword wheel jumped into the air, and more than ten flying swords turned into a sword that was connected from end to end, and slashed down towards Yan Zhong like a bead.

"xiǎo generation, looking for death"

Yan Zhongzheng didn't even look this way, his right sleeve waved, and two more fireballs flew out, and as soon as Jia Wang's more than ten flying swords touched these two fireballs, they immediately flew back like frightened rabbits.

Yan Zhong only used his remaining strength to deal with him, and the main mana was naturally used to deal with Xie Ting.

There was already a crackling and lively fight here, but Yang Tianhong and the people on Huoyun over there were just standing opposite each other, quietly, and there was no movement.