Invaded by external forces, in order to maintain balance in the air, the pure yang vitality consumed by the Breathless Armor increased exponentially at each moment, and the wings behind him trembled at high speed.

The pure yang vitality in the young cicada spirit array was vented out like a blowout, and there were even more who were eroded and dispersed by the great true qi of Biluo Huangquan, Yang Jiye failed to succeed in two blows, and there was a trace of solemnity in his heart, but seeing this plot, his trance-like expression became firm and cold, because he regarded the pure yang vitality pouring out of the young cicada spirit array as provided by Zhang Qian himself, even so, how long can you last? Presumably, it takes a lot of vitality to touch the flying sword, but he does not consume it at all, as long as the Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi continues to devour foreign objects, the memory will be integrated into it, this true qi will only become stronger, and the 'Sword of the Dead' is controlled by the instrumental spirit, so he doesn't need to work hard.

The long sword hung in the void, and where the cold light went was the place where Zhang was standing, and a cold and vast aura spread from the sword, and the entire sky seemed to fall into a dead silence, gloomy and cold quietly breeding.

The canopy of heaven hangs low, dim and dark, and the world here suddenly changes, as if it is buried in the underworld under the nine shadows.

A burst of killing intent mixed in the cold darkness, covering every inch of the void, and then towards the figure in the void oppressed, as if there was no place for such a person to stand in this huge world, the long sword was like a spirit, with an indifferent gaze to look at the people below, the sword intent invaded the void, and gradually made this piece of heaven and earth have been changed, the gloomy sky like the night sky seemed to be still, and then suddenly glowed, like white as hanging in the air, the strong sunlight reflected the dense rain clouds, which could clear at any time, making people's hearts feel warm, and where the sun shines, those desolate peaks are suddenly lush with vegetation, flowers in full bloom.

It was as if the whole world had come back to life in an instant, back to the scene before the outbreak of the ghost plague.

Zhang Qian's brows furrowed slightly, I don't know what killing power is hidden in Yang Jiye's hands, if he makes Cangmu aura, he can also make these barren mountains reappear in a short instant, but the growth of plants and trees still needs a process, and when Yang Jiye exerts his magical powers, where the sun shines, the plants and trees appear out of thin air, and it is not like illusion means, the breath emitted by these plants and trees is very real, and he can even smell the rain and dew on a sunny day. The flowers and plants are fragrant, he was a little ambiguous for a while, and he didn't dare to move, and the corner of his eye penetrated the great true qi of the blue yellow spring, but he found that the sun shone and the place where it did not shine, like two worlds, distinct, even on the same tree, it was the same.

On the one hand, the vegetation is verdant and the flowers are in full bloom, but on the other hand, it is still desolate and dilapidated, and the rotten wood stands in the wilderness like a lonely ghost, and the dead leaves have piled up and have begun to rot.

"What a clever illusion!" Zhang Qian secretly admired in his heart.

He now has taken in his divine sense, and the outside world can have little impact on him, and his eyes are clear, he can distinguish between falsehood and illusion, but he has not been able to see through the flaws of the scene in front of him, he can't help but close his eyes, since his eyes can't see through this illusory realm, it is useless to open it, but it affects his judgment, and his eyes can also be a bridge, and the illusion in front of him does not know what will change, it may not hurt the soul, now the divine sense, Both eyes are blinded, the only thing Zhang Qian can rely on is ear power, although this Yang Jiye's sword is powerful and powerful, but in terms of swordsmanship, it is really not clever.

The sword walks in the void, the sound is very large, not like a person with good swordsmanship, the flying sword is extremely integrated with the external environment, not resisted, the sword is like light and shadow, and the sound is minimal.

Although no one cares about the sound of the flying sword breaking through the air and trembling in the fighting method, and this little sound has no substantive significance, it is a great flaw for Zhang Qian's ear power that is almost to the sky now.

If you can't know or see, then listen!

In the distant void, everything remained unchanged, calm as if it were a paradise.

The so-called illusion is actually to use magic to affect the soul, so as to change the perception and the projection of hearing and hearing in the brain nerves, so the method of illusion is also called ** However, Zhang Qian has now closed his consciousness and closed his eyes, but those strange scenes have not disappeared, obviously these scenes are not illusions in his heart, but real scenes, but since Zhang Qian can see the flaws in them, these scenes are not absolutely true, but a little like a mirage, but I don't know where the refraction of the scene can be so consistent with the mountains here, the truth and falsehood are almost figurative.

In the mountains in the distance, the grass and trees sway gently in the wind, and the crystal rain slides from the petals and seeps into the soil.

Everything was so calm that nothing unusual could be felt or seen.

But this is the biggest difference, at this moment, no matter what, this scene should not appear, even the Xuanjie Taoist also felt that there was a strong killing force hidden in that strange world, although the clues could not be found, but there was always a feeling of uneasiness, looking at the void without reflection, such as Zhang Qian who was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, a heart then hung up, if he was not clear at the moment, he would definitely retreat immediately, such a pestle there is tantamount to waiting for death, now I want to remind him loudly, but unfortunately I don't even have the strength to speak, at this time, the mutation is sudden, and the distant mountain scene seems to be reflected in the mirrorAnd now the mirror was suddenly shattered.

Everything was shattered, and then it floated in the air, turning into a five-colored streamer and dissipating.

Where the mirror was shattered, a sword light quietly appeared.

When he appeared in the illusion, he was only three feet away from Zhang Qian's chest, so this sword seemed to appear out of thin air, although it was not fast to the extreme, but it made people have a kind of abruptness that was difficult to reflect.

The distance is a few moments, even if the speed is mediocre, but for the flying sword, it is just a moment that cannot be blinked.

What's more, Zhang Qian's divine consciousness is now closed, his eyes can't see, the sudden appearance of this sword is equivalent to a death sentence for him, the Xuanjie Daoist is now dying, and his divine consciousness naturally can't see the flying sword that was killed from the void, but the moment he saw the strange scene in the distance collapsed, his hanging heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp blade in an instant, and the strong throbbing almost made the blood in his body unable to supply normally, and his eyes were black, and he almost didn't faint!

Such a strong killing intent was also clearly felt by the Xuanjie Daoist, who was an outsider.

However, he was unable to react now, the screams of the intense death threat were still brewing in his chest and abdomen, and the skin that was stinged by the cold murderous intent had not yet had time to support the cold hair, and the sword had reached his chest! He didn't have time to remind him, even if he could open his mouth and shout, the speed of sound transmission might not reach his ears before this sharp sword pierced through his chest, he struggled to support it for two days and two nights, such as being punished by Ling Chi, the pure yang true qi was slashed away by someone one by one, and he still didn't give up, but waited for the rescuers, and finally saw a glimmer of hope, but it was shattered in an instant, he didn't care who the person was, nor did he care about the life or death of this person, he only cared if he could save himself.

Just when the Xuanjie Daoist fell into despair, Zhang Qian's figure was suddenly stabbed by a sharp sword.

However, there was no sound, no resistance, and the long sword clearly pierced through the front chest and came out from the back of the heart, but it was not stained with a trace of blood.

The Xuanjie Daoist's eyes were glazed, and a trace of confusion appeared in his desperate pupils.

Far away, Yang Jiye's brows suddenly tightened!

Why is this so? The previous sword, he secretly used the supreme magic power in the "Huangquan Demon Sutra" to cover the hidden, this method is called "the dust and smoke of the past", can reproduce the scene of the past, not real and non-illusory, unless touched by the body to distinguish the virtual and the real, the divine sense, the eyes can not be distinguished, the sword is hidden in it, it is not perceptible at all, Zhang Qian's action of closing the divine consciousness and closing his eyes also confirms the domineering of this method, and he also secretly admired in his heart, this person is really smart, if he didn't do this, don't wait for this sword to pierce his chest, these' The dust and smoke of the past can directly engulf his soul, and maybe one day he can let go of the past and get out of trouble, but at least ten days and half a month later, the corpses are all rotting.

But what is the use of closing one's mind and closing one's eyes, how is a blind man who cannot know or see different from a rotten tree? In this rapidly changing battle, it is almost equated with death.

But Zhang Qian seemed to have insight into all the thoughts in his heart, and before the dust and smoke of the past had dissipated, he had already seen the sword hidden in it, so he avoided it, and actually avoided it.

In an instant, the black figure pierced by the long sword in the void suddenly faded, disappeared, and turned into air!

It turned out that the previous sword was just an afterimage left after stabbing Zhang Qian and leaving.

Like the sound of a copper chime.

The sword of the past was suddenly hit by a little black light, and then the black light gradually appeared, as if it was floating from underwater, it was actually a fingertip covered with scale armor, which hit the ridge of the sword body, and smashed the old long sword out of an amazing arc, and the huge shock swept away, urging the mountain to break the tree, and a nearby mountain peak was suddenly swept away by the aftermath, and the mountain head more than ten zhang high collapsed, and then the long sword flew out obliquely, and cut off the two dangerous peaks.

Yang Jiye waved his sleeves, the long sword returned to his body, hanging upside down, and he returned one after another without success, and even suffered setbacks, but the killing power in the sword was not weakened in the slightest, but even stronger!

Zhang Qian was several miles away, standing in the air, his divine sense was still closed, and his eyes had never opened, obviously still afraid of that strange trick, and he didn't dare to look at it rashly.

Yang Jiye saw that he was indifferent, like an old monk in general, the corners of his mouth inadvertently provoked a cool arc, the smile was cold, Senran, chess opponents may not be a great luck in life, since the beginning of Xiaowei Mountain, all the enemies encountered have not been put in his eyes, even if he was chased all the way away by the Xuanjie Taoist, in fact, he did not regard him as an enemy worthy of treatment, but the timing was not good, and he was besieged and injured, so he didn't want to fight with him, he really wanted to kill him, and when the injury improved, the time was ripe, but he was completely sure, but the person in front of him was different, and his heart was repeatedly killed, but he let the other party avoid it safely, and his heart was a little uncertain。

This feeling of unknown made the killing intent in his heart more and more intense, only this kind of opponent, fighting and fighting is meaningful, and killing this kind of opponent will make his Seven Killing Dao Heart stronger and stronger.

Although the two sides are now enemies and have never spoken, they know each other very well.

Yang Jiye also felt the cautiousness in his heart, obviously right. The dust and smoke of the past are jealous, this person has been on the defensive since he fought him, obviously a cautious person, this character may be called an advantage at some times, but at this time it has become a shackle and shackles that bind his hands and feet, at least Yang Jiye thinks so, if this person does not care about life and death, blindly attacking, there is still a big threat to him, this person's speed and strength are even better than the sword of the past life, but he has always been complacent, stubbornly guarding the place close at hand, although he will be difficult to get close to for a while, but if he continues to consume like this, it is a dead end after all, he doesn't believe that this person consumes himself, so he laughs。

Playing chess is one of life's great blessings, and defeating such opponents is even more enjoyable.

The Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi is getting more and more fierce, and the weapon spirit in the Sword of the Past Life is powerful, and it will be difficult to exhaust its strength for a while, even if it is not supported, the pure Yang True Qi of the Xuanjie Daoist who he has just plundered can also come in handy.

If you are tied, then I will press you step by step!

Yang Jiye has also seen Zhang Qian's inexplicable perception ability, although he doesn't know how this person can see through the hidden ' when he closes his mind and closes his eyes. The sword of the past in the dust and smoke of the past, but he understands that this is no coincidence, so the repetition of the skill is definitely useless, and it is no longer a waste of energy, this magic power is extremely huge for the consumption of pure yang true qi and divine soul, if it were not for him devouring a few quasi-human immortal souls, now he can't use this magic power, so he simply uses the simplest way, the sword of the past life is pressed head-on, and the yellow spring river surrounds the left and right, corroding the pure yang true qi in his body, such as a blunt knife cutting meat, although it is difficult to kill a knife, but a thousand knives can always make your blood run out.

The two looked at each other, and they both seemed to see through each other.

The sword of the past is like a roaring dragon, swooping down from the sky, the sword is rolling like a tide, and the power is so strong that people can't breathe......

Zhang Qian's eyes were closed, his ears were full of sword roars, and the air cracked, like a frenzied tide crashing against the islands and reefs.

The power of this sword is extremely strong.

However, if Yang Jiye can see through the mask that hides everything in the Breathless Armor at this time, he can find that Zhang Qian's face is not a trace of nervousness and solemnity at the moment, but with a pleasant smile, like a mature hunter, seeing the prey approaching the trap he has arranged step by step. The long sword broke through the air, and the places under him were covered with traces of cracks, but he still did not panic, although his eyes could not see, and his divine sense did not dare to accept information from the outside world, but with his voice, he could easily identify the position of the flying sword, sideways to avoid the edge, and slapped down with one palm, hitting the tip of the sword, the sword of the past suddenly bowed its head, and stabbed straight into the mountains and rivers below him, like a meteorite.

The air was shattered by the long sword, and the sound of the sword roar rolled like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth, and almost no other sound could be heard.

The long sword stabbed straight away from a broken dangerous peak, the whole mountain shattered, the gravel splashed away like a splash, each one has a strong and unrivaled destructive power, an ancient tree with waist and leg thickness, even if it is rotten, it is extremely difficult to break, but the gravel rubbles the trunk, a palm-sized piece is directly gone, blasted into powder, two or three fingertip-sized gravel is enough to directly break an old tree, and this moment scattered gravel is afraid that there are thousands of pieces, everything within a radius of ten miles is destroyed, nothing is intact, the long sword will be broken peak, the remaining strength is not exhausted, pierced into the earth's crust, the huge force in the sword can not be fully converted into penetrating power in an instant, suddenly erupted.

The ground shook violently, then bulged like a huge tumor, and then a huge explosion resounded through the universe.

In just an instant, the bulging earthen bag exploded, and countless earth and stones rushed into the sky, like an ancient beast with teeth and claws, terrifying.

When the dust and smoke cleared, there was a deep pit dozens of feet deep and more than half a mile wide on the ground.

Xuanjie Daoist now feels that he seems to be deaf, his ears are full of buzzing strange sounds, he can't hear anything, his thoughts are like a mess, even life and death have been forgotten, he is completely stunned, looking at the long sword that tears the smoke and dust and flies out suddenly, there is no emotion, the power of this sword can be easily felt hundreds of miles away, just left Puyang City, it was the angry Qingxuan Daoist who noticed the movement here, immediately turned the horse's head, and flew towards it quickly, after he left from the underground abyss of Puyang City, he did not make plans to return to Pengcheng to restore his life, and now the dragon vein stone pillar is lost, if he does not regain it from Yang Jiye, he can neither be willing, nor can he return to the master to restore his life。

But the southwest corner of Shuzhou is also not small, and now it has become a ghost domain, deserted, all the gods and spirits of the earth are dead, and the righteous forces are cut off cleanly, he has nothing to rely on, and his consciousness is disturbed, how easy it is to find someone to talk to, he is in a wandering time today, hearing this movement, he immediately rushed over, a trace of coldness floated in his heart, and secretly thought: "It takes no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get it!"

In the midst of the dangerous peaks, Zhang Qian and Yang Jiye came and went, and the fight was extremely fierce, and it lasted for nearly half an hour!

Cultivators fight the method, rarely like this!

Most of them win with one blow, even if they can't, they must fight quickly, if the two sides are fighting endlessly, the pure yang vitality can't afford to consume like this, even if it wins, it is a miserable victory.

However, the two have faced each other more than 100 times, and they are all evenly matched.

The sword of the dead has been knocked away by Zhang Qian countless times, or finger bullets, elbow knocks, or shoulder strikes, and there are not a few punches and kicks, anyway, no matter how fierce and tricky this sword is, Zhang Qian can always knock the sword away without a single bit, and not let this sword slash on himself. However, blindly defending, not seeing the counterattack, Zhang Qian's momentum has gradually declined, his actions are a little flustered, not as easy as before, swaying freely, several encounters in front of him have accidents, or the blade of the long sword rubbed the body, to be shocked back by the huge force in the sword, now there are large and small three or four scars on the breathless armor, the most dangerous one is in the back of the heart, it seems to be obliquely picked, and the crack is half an inch deep.

Today's trend is full of dangers.

(To be continued)