Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu glanced at each other, not understanding where Chen Yun's self-confidence came from.

Under normal circumstances, the realm cultivation is one layer apart, and it takes three to five lower-order monks to be barely evenly matched when fighting with high-level monks.

After a pillar of incense, Chen Yun saw that the ink knife was coming towards him.

Chen Yun's spiritual sense moved, and he began to carry the 'Divine True Solution'.

Mo Dao Cang's temper was hot, and Chen Yun didn't know that he could talk to him for a few words, so he had to run the 'Yanshen True Solution' in advance, and increase his attack power to the realm of approaching the early stage of the Eight Desolations in advance, so as not to be caught off guard when he got it.

"Boy, Lao Tzu is resting!" Mo Dao Cang came to Chen Yun and stood still within three or four feet in front of him, and said arrogantly.

For the monks of the ninth layer of the Nine Forging Realm, the biggest advantage of the eighth layer of the Nine Forging Realm is that they can attack with swords and objects, and they can maintain considerable attack power within about ten zhang.

But generally, the monks of the ninth layer of the Nine Forging Realm would never use the method of flying while attacking while the sword was fighting, because the flying of the sword would occupy most of the spiritual sense, and once the sword was captured, and then attacked, the attack power would be miserable.

Therefore, as long as you don't reach the Eight Desolation Realm, you can fly in the flesh, and the monks of the Nine Forging and Nine Layers still use the ground fighting method, and the closer the distance, the more comfortable and powerful the spiritual sense is to control the magic weapon, so when the monks of the Nine Forging Realm and the Nine Layers generally fight, they will also deliberately control the distance within the best distance of four zhang to seven or eight zhang, and eight zhang to ten zhang can also be, but the attack power will be reduced to about eight layers.

"Before the fight, I have something to say!" Xu said while secretly transporting the 'Divine True Solution'.

Chen Zhiyu and Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu beside him. As soon as they saw that the two of them were about to start fighting, they also consciously retreated seven or eight feet behind them.

"Oh, boy. You are starting to be scared now, you still have to be like your senior sister, let me ink the knife and give some preferential conditions. Don't worry, I'm really infatuated with Miss Zhiyu, as long as you admit defeat or don't mention excessive conditions. I can promise, don't embarrass you!"

If you talk about Mo Dao Cang, there are still any worries about this fight. may be worried about his image in Chen Zhiyu's heart, because when he saw Chen Zhiyu a little sad in front of him, he was really a little inexplicably flustered.

Ink knife Cang. From small to large. Fighting and fighting methods are the same as eating and drinking, never frowning, but Chen Zhiyu has a look, but Mo Daocang does not dare to be careless, and is always in his heart.

After Mo Dao Cang's nonsense of true confession, Chen Yun's 'Yan Shen True Solution' has been completed.

"I want to sue you for being a man with good manners. Especially to my senior sister!"

"Lao Tzu, why is there no etiquette!"

"The mouth stinks. Let's start by sealing your stinky mouth!"

While Chen Yun was speaking, Zhen Yuan urged violently, and the fire dragon stick that was already waiting for an opportunity to move, like a fire python that had escaped from the trap, flew out of the small Qiankun bag, and went straight to the door of the ink knife.

Mo Dao Cang, rich experience in fighting methods, and many times the experience of fighting with his life.

It can be said unceremoniously that even if the remnants of the horse and the horse lacked brothers to join forces, they could barely have a draw with him.

The moment he flew out of the small Qiankun bag from the fire dragon stick, he felt that on the fire dragon stick, there was an attack power no less than that of the early stage of the Eight Desolations, and his heart was shocked, his eyes widened, thinking that Chen Yun had a magic weapon with amazing attack power like Chen Zhiyu.

But in fact, the fire dragon stick was only a third-level magic weapon of the Ming rank, and the reason why it had a huge momentum after the attack was because after Chen Yun's 'Yan Shen True Solution' was operational, the fire dragon stick was greatly increased in attack power under the urging of the strange true element package.

Ink Dao Cang, he didn't dare to slack off at all, he originally thought that there was no restriction of the circle, even if he used a flying sword, he could easily defeat Chen Yun without a knife, but now when he saw that magic weapon was amazingly powerful, he immediately did not hesitate to sacrifice the domineering 'ink knife' and slashed towards Chen Yun's fire dragon stick.

The periphery of the 'ink knife', because of the infusion of vitality, formed a domineering phantom of a larger knife, and the momentum was also very terrifying.

The two magic weapons, less than a zhang in front of the ink knife, collided violently together.

"Bang!"

The sound was louder than the sound made by Chen Zhiyu's gold bracelet and the ink knife Cang's 'ink knife' in front of her when they collided.

After the loud noise, the ink knife retreated, his divine sense was slightly shocked, and he was just about to control the knife to attack again, but found that Chen Yun in front of him did not retreat but advanced, urging the magic weapon like a fire python, and rushed towards the door in front of him, and the momentum seemed to be even greater.

The ink knife didn't even have time to think, and immediately urged the 'ink knife' with his spiritual sense, and almost used ten percent of his cultivation strength to slash at the fire python Ruo's magic weapon.

This fire dragon stick, if it is used by an ordinary monk of the eighth layer of the Nine Forging Realm at this moment, and the Ink Knife Cang Fighting Method, it will definitely be cut off by the Ink Knife Cang, and it will be broken with one blow, but after being wrapped by Chen Yun with a strange true element, it is extremely powerful, and there are no more than a dozen hits, even if the Ink Knife Cang is domineering, he will not want to cut it.

The two magic weapons, between the two of them, collided together with lightning and flint.

"Bang!"

After the loud noise, the ink knife retreated nearly a foot again, and his expression was full of incredulity.

Although the ink knife is strong, it is too far from Chen Yun's previous encounter with Meng Jue, who calls himself the 'Demon Patrol Messenger'.

Back then, Chen Yun exerted his full strength, and he could easily catch Meng Jue's fifty percent cultivation blow, and now he is fighting with the ink knife Cang, and he is absolutely superior in attack power, so it can be said that they are tough with each other, and he has no pressure.

Chen Yun's only worry is that after Mo Dao Cang knows that his attack power is amazing, he will rely on the flexibility and speed of his body to hide seven or eight zhang away, use his spiritual sense to control the knife, fight with himself, and consume his vitality, so that once he survives for an hour, Chen Yun may really lose.

Therefore, Mo Dao Cang was only three or four zhang away from Chen Yun at first, giving Chen Yun an excellent opportunity.

Chen Yun's strategy was to use the fastest time to injure Mo Dao Cang and shock his mind when Mo Dao Cang did not expect his attack power to be amazing, once his body speed was limited, Mo Dao Cang was not afraid at all!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There was a thunderous sound in the air after three successive magic weapons collided violently.

Chen Yun was angry. Constantly following the attack of the fire dragon stick, he approached the ink knife Cang step by step, trying his best not to let the ink knife Cang get away.

The ink knife Cang received a blow from Chen Yun almost in the early stage of the Eight Desolations. It's going to go backwards.

Chen Yun relied on the strength of the Strange True Element, and used the Strange True Yuan to urge the Fire Dragon Stick, although his body was a little shocked, it had little impact.

And the ink knife cang completely uses the spiritual sense to control the 'ink knife', and every time after a strong impact, the spiritual sense is a shock, and the qi and blood are boiling. By the time he received the fourth and fifth attacks, he had already suffered some internal injuries.

Five continuous attacks, Chen Yun didn't even have time to react and think. None of them are left to the ink knife.

Chen Yun just wants to ink the knife, but he can't react for a while!

After five blows, the ink knife retreated and retreated. It was repulsed as far as five feet!

Standing seven or eight feet away. Yu Dabao and Zheng Que, who watched the two of them fighting, were stunned when they saw the stormy and five powerful impacts just now.

The strength of the ink knife cang, no one knows it better than them, and the two of them know better about the domineering and strong of the ink knife cang'. If they are not convinced in their hearts, how can they shout 'Boss Mo' one by one!

But Chen Yun's attack power. He simply shocked them, the extremely powerful 'Boss Mo' actually retreated again and again under the first wave of the opponent's attack, and he couldn't even find the opportunity to take the initiative to attack.

And Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu, after the ecstasy, their hearts were simply monstrous.

"Senior Brother Chen Yun, what a geek!"

Chen Zhiyu, in addition to being surprised, showed a rare happy expression on her originally sad face.

But is that simple?

At this time, the ink knife had already taken advantage of the strong impact of the collision of the magic weapon to retreat to Chen Yun's six zhang away.

Mo Dao Cang has realized that Chen Yun's attack power does not rely on magic weapons, but on his own cultivation strength!

Mo Daocang's personality is a little hot, but he is by no means stupid, on the contrary, he has a very high understanding. In particular, the experience of fighting methods can be said to be much richer than Chen Yun, just in the three years that he has been in this Taiyi Sword Yuan to cultivate the valley, he has no less than forty or fifty fighting methods, large and small.

Mo Dao Cang realized that if you want to win, you must take advantage of the distance to be possible.

Although he couldn't understand why Chen Yun's attack power was so amazing, what he could be sure of now was that Chen Yun's cultivation was still at the eighth layer of the Nine Forgings!

At the same time, Mo Daocang was puzzled in his heart, and at the same time, he also relied on his rich experience and super adaptability to quickly formulate his own strategy for the next fight.

Six zhang away, Mo Dao Cang, looked at Chen Yun cautiously and slightly nervously, although he lost his original domineering, but his spirit was highly focused.

He had already recognized Chen Yun's strength and decided to deal with it with all his might!

"Why, Mo Dao Cang, you are afraid, you must be so far away from me before you dare to fight with me!" Chen Yun said.

Mo Dao Cang's caution made him not dare to act rashly, this distance was beyond the distance he could urge back and forth to control the magic weapon, and the magic weapon was four zhang away, and he couldn't take it back.

"Lao Tzu is afraid of you, I am not afraid of this word in the dictionary of ink knife Cang!

Once Chen Yun was established as an opponent by him, the only thing Mo Daocang had to do was to use the most advantageous way to win.

Mo Dao Cang, who has an almost obsessive interest in fighting methods, is because he likes to enjoy the feeling of victory, and the fighting method with Chen Zhiyu in front of him, in his opinion, is not a real fighting method, just a game, although the strength of Chen Zhiyu's diamond bracelet magic weapon did shock him into a cold sweat.

The only disadvantage of Mo Dao Cang now was that after he was attacked by Chen Yun's fourth and fifth blows in front of him, he was slightly injured, and his cultivation dropped from the peak of the ninth layer of the Nine Forging Realm to the level of the ordinary Nine Forging Realm Nine Layer cultivation.

Chen Yun looked at the other side staring at him, and his expression was extremely strict, and he didn't underestimate him.

Chen Yun urged with vitality, and two colorful fire clouds slowly appeared on his hands, and he took the opportunity to talk with Mo Dao Cang in order to contemplate the colorful fire clouds.

If Mo Dao Cang knew the power of this colorful fire cloud, it is estimated that he would never talk nonsense with Chen Yun.

After Chen Yun ran the 'Divine True Solution', the ordinary Fire Cloud Regiment's full attack power had the attack power of the early stage of the Eight Desolations, and the attack power of this colorful Fire Cloud Cluster was comparable to the attack power of the peak of the early stage of the Eight Desolations.

Chen Yun rushed towards the ink knife six zhang away, and the ink knife immediately retreated when he saw it.

But Chen Yun took advantage of the momentum of galloping and shot the colorful fire cloud in his left hand towards the ink knife.

"Ink knife Cang. Have the courage to take me!" Chen Yun shouted.

The ink knife retreated, because he didn't want to be shortened by Chen Yun, and he could use a magic weapon to attack. Isn't it so that you don't even have the guts to use your sword to block the attack?

The ink knife was still at a distance of five zhang away, and at the same time, the spiritual sense slashed towards the colorful fire clouds.

But after the 'ink knife' slashed violently, it didn't split the fire cloud that this vitality had transformed, but only slightly split into the fire cloud, but it was quickly rebounded again.

Mo Dao Cang was shocked.

The attack object of the Vitality Transformation and the hardness of the real magic weapon cannot be compared, but this multicolored fire cloud is actually under the sword of his best. Still not destroyed, how could Mo Dao Cang not be surprised in his heart.

Just when Mo Daocang was slightly surprised, Chen Yun approached him. At the same time, another multicolored fire cloud flew towards the ink knife, and the speed was also very fast, this time Chen Yun just used this fire cloud as a one-time magic weapon, only considering the speed. The issue of retracting the control was not considered.

Fire clouds are different from ritual weapons. After Chen Yunfei shoots, if he can control it in three or four zhang, he will control it, and if he can't control it, he won't feel distressed if he loses it.

In a hurry, the ink knife immediately used his spiritual sense to urge a flying sword from Xiao Qiankun's bag and stabbed towards the colorful fire cloud.

But at this time, the ink knife was gone, and the spiritual sense was scattered and controlled the two magic weapons, and the speed and power were greatly reduced.

Chen Yun was different, his main energy was only used to control the fire clouds that collided with the 'ink knife', and the flying out from behind him was only used as a disposable magic weapon.

The 'ink knife' in the air collided with the multicolored fire cloud that Chen Yun had urged again. After the fire cloud struck, it shrank a little. But it is still inextinguishable, and the momentum is menacing.

And the other multicolored fire cloud that was shot away by Chen Yun was Chen Yun's almost full force blow, and the castration was abnormal, and the flying sword used by the ink knife was quickly bounced away by the colorful fire cloud after only a slight block.

The multicolored fire cloud the size of the bowl continued to strike towards the ink knife Cang.

Ink knife Cang, eyes widened, feeling that the crisis is coming!

At the moment of emergency, Mo Dao Cang hurriedly stopped retreating, moved sideways with all his strength, and the fierce multicolored fire cloud that flew flew through the waist of Mo Dao Cang, burning the clothes at the waist of Mo Dao Cang to a scorched black.

The tenacity of the multicolored fire cloud and the momentum that came at it were far beyond his expectations.

An attack that was close to the peak of the early stage of the Eight Desolations was unusual!

And Chen Yun took advantage of the situation and approached more than a zhang towards the ink knife cang, and came to a place less than four zhang away from the ink knife cang.

Chen Yun violently urged the remaining smaller, multicolored fire cloud with True Yuan, attacked the ink knife Cang, and gave up control.

At the same time, he urged the small Qiankun bag, urged the dark cloud brocade out, and the real yuan was lucky, played the seal, and threw it towards the top of the ink knife Cang's head.

At this time, the ink knife cang used all his strength to slash out at the already shrunken multicolored fire cloud, and finally destroyed the multicolored fire cloud.

But at this moment, he saw something attacking him, but strangely it came towards the top of his head, and he was a little surprised for a moment, and he was just about to use his knife to slash at the handkerchief-shaped object, and the handkerchief-like object, suddenly above the side of his head, turned into a dense mist, and tightly enveloped himself.

Chen Yun saw that the ink knife was wrapped in a thick fog, and knew that he could only trap him for about two breaths. Without wasting any time, he spread out his hands and contemplated, and soon there were two more clouds of multicolored fire that were slightly larger than his fists, suspended above the palms of his hands.

Just when Chen Yun's fire clouds condensed, in the dense mist of three or four zhang square, a faint knife light flashed, and in an instant, a mouth the size of one zhang appeared, and the figure of the ink knife was slightly blurred, and it was about to rush out.

And Chen Yun was less than two feet away from the dense mist at this time, how could he let him come out lightly, and the two multicolored fire clouds flew towards the blurred figure that was about to rush out of the fog in the mist.

The ink knife in the mist was wrapped in the mist, and his spiritual sense was affected, and when he felt the colorful fire cloud, the fire cloud was less than a foot away from him.

Ink Dao Cang immediately slashed with his knife, although he blocked the attack of the first multicolored fire cloud, he was firmly hit by the second multicolored fire cloud, and he couldn't help but snort in the dense mist.

The attack power of the multicolored fire cloud is powerful, once it is entered by the strange true element, the true element will immediately appear disordered, and without a strong cultivation, it will not be able to suppress it in a short period of time.

Back then, after Huang Jian Tang Yue was hit by the fire dragon, he originally had the strength to kill Zhong Yue and the three of them, but in the end, he didn't come from the same door, but he had to be killed by Zhong Yue and the three of them, which shows the domineering of the strange true yuan.

And the dense mist of the dark cloud brocade has an extremely strong ability to heal itself, if it can't be rushed out at a very fast speed, the crack that originally appeared will be bridged again.

Chen Yun stood outside the dense mist mass, waiting patiently, and at the same time condensing and visualizing two multicolored fire clouds.

After five breaths, Chen Yun felt a drastic change on the other side of this oval-shaped dense mist, and with his vague spiritual sense, he sensed Chen Yun's position, so he wanted to rush out from the other side.

But after all, Chen Yun was outside the dense fog, his speed was very fast, and he immediately moved, flashed to this side, and saw that Chao Mo Dao Cang used the 'ink knife' to cut out another crack, his face was hideous, as if he wanted to rush out again.

Chen Yun didn't think about it, and the two colorful fire clouds, one up and down, shot towards the ink knife Cang.

At this time, Mo Dao Cang's cultivation had already fallen to the eighth layer of the Nine Forgings, and at the same time, there were still some strange true elements in his body that were scurrying, if it wasn't for the dense mist just now that helped him stop the power of the colorful fire clouds, he could only meditate and heal his injuries now.

After changing the breakthrough in the dense fog, the ink knife that was about to rush out of the fog was vaguely felt, and two more colorful fire balls attacked him, and he hurriedly swung his knife and slashed, and immediately shrank into the dense fog.

But it was still too late, and his 'ink knife' could barely resist the attack of the fire cloud above, and the fire cloud below still hit the lower abdomen.

"Ahh

In the thick fog, there is another muffled grunt!(To be continued......)