More than half a year later.

At the junction of the sea area of Thundercloud Mountain Villa and the sea area of the Wild Fire Sect, the famous dangerous hurricane sea ushered in two escapes.

The light dissipated, revealing a young monk and a young monk, both of whom had good faces, but what attracted more attention was the coercion of the late Jindan monk.

The two of them each stepped on a flying sword, it was Zhang Yang and Han Qingshan.

With the speed of the two of them, it is already faster than the speed of most Jindan monks, Rao is so, it has been flying for more than half a year before he came to the Hurricane Sea from Wanqingdao, this is still a straight line flight, it can be seen how big the sea area of Thundercloud Villa is!

Zhang Yang was looking at the hurricane sea in front of him with a shocked face at this time, and when he looked around, he saw that the sea in front of him was full of huge waves up to 100 meters high.

The hundred-meter waves, like thousands of horses, kept charging on the sea, and they were even more faintly visible in the distance, with hurricanes that went straight to the sky, hovering over the sea.

Such a strange scene is the first time Zhang Yang has seen it, only the strange scene of the Xuantian Sword Sect entering the Immortal Peak can be compared, and even surpassed.

Han Qingshan was also shocked, he had been immersed in penance in Wanqing for more than 200 years, but it was also the first time he had been to the Hurricane Sea.

The two of them admired the strange scene in front of them for a while, looking at the power of nature, the low-level monks basically entered with death or life, and the Jindan monks were also in danger of falling if they were not careful.

But both of them were monks in the late stage of Jindan, their means were far beyond ordinary people, and they also had conceited capital, and after glancing at each other, the two of them each drove their flying swords into the hurricane sea.

With the speed at which the two of them flew with Edgeworth, they were extremely agile, and the hurricane along the way was not difficult for the two of them.

Zhang Yang and Han Qingshan did not go to islands or the bottom of the sea to hunt for treasures. For the two of them now, ordinary treasures are no longer in their eyes. Or rather, it's useless for the two.

Zhang Yang needs treasures to improve his cultivation and heavenly treasures that will help him get married, and Han Qingshan is facing the bottleneck of the primordial baby.

For more than ten days, it was safe and sound. But on this day, when the two leaped from an island, they didn't expect to run into trouble.

The island below rushed out of seven rays of light, surrounding Zhang Yang and Han Qingshan in all directions.

Zhang Yang's consciousness swept away, his brows furrowed, three of them were Jindan late stage monks, and the other four were Jindan middle stage monks, looking at the appearance of these seven people, they didn't have to think about it to know that they were going to do murder and overselling.

Han Qingshan also frowned. There was a look of wariness on his face.

"I've seen a few Taoist friends, the two of us are monks of Thundercloud Mountain Villa, just passing by here, and I hope a few Taoist friends will have a convenient trip. ”

Zhang Yang showed a somewhat noncommittal smile on his face, and opened his mouth without being salty, thinking that he was also a monk who had experienced a hundred battles, and he escaped under the hands of the demon beast in the transformation period, although the scene in front of him was unfavorable to the two of them, but he was not afraid!

Really get started. He teamed up with Han Qingshan, but he was also very sure of two enemies and seven.

However, with the idea that more things are better than less, Zhang Yang carried Thundercloud Villa out, and the monks of Thundercloud Villa were good at making Lei Fa. The prestige of the immortal cultivation realm in the West Sea is still very great, although neither of them has cultivated the thunder magic secret technique of Thundercloud Mountain Villa.

Sure enough, the face of an old man in the late stage of Jindan who was led by him changed slightly. His gaze swept over the two of them, and he muttered for a while. Yan said: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend of Thundercloud Villa! Although the two Taoist friends are from Thundercloud Villa, they are just a few words. Let me retreat from the seven fierce hurricanes, I'm afraid it won't be enough!"

"The two Daoists hand over the storage bags, and our seven brothers will not embarrass the two of them, and let the two Daoists leave!" said another tall middle-aged man, who was not good-looking, but had the cultivation of the Eight Turns of Jindan.

The middle-aged man's tone was full of sincerity, with a bit of demagogy, and his eyes stared at Zhang Yang and Han Qingshan.

When Zhang Yang heard this, he was accustomed to natural selection in the world of cultivating immortals, killing people and overselling goods, and immediately knew that he couldn't be good today, and immediately sneered: "What a big breath! The seven murderers of the hurricane must be the seven self-styled, right?"

"Since you don't know what to do, then let's stay!"

The old man in the late stage of Jindan also sneered, opened his mouth and spit out, spewing out a green and white pocket banana fan, only an inch in size.

The green and white pocket banana fan turned into a giant fan the size of more than a zhang, which was held in both hands by the old man and waved towards Zhang Yang and Han Qingshan.

With the wave of the banana fan the size of more than a zhang, hurricanes as high as 100 zhang appeared out of thin air, hitting Zhang Yang and Han Qingshan in all directions.

Zhang Yang frowned, since the other party claimed to be the Seven Fierce Hurricanes, he must also be a Jindan monk who has been in the hurricane sea for many years, and there are even as many as seven people with some means!

The seven Jindan monks are already good at depositing zài, but they didn't expect that the other party is not bad as soon as they make a move, this wind attribute treasure has surpassed the magic weapon of most Jindan monks.

Zhang Yang stepped a little, and the Xuantie sword he stepped on flew out, and it was divided into three with a slight flicker, and with one hand, it was divided into three.

As soon as the sword trick in his hand changed, the nine flying swords each flashed with light, turning into nine giant swords of more than ten zhang.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand, and bright flames rose from the nine flying swords, surrounding him and Han Qingshan, scattering the hurricanes that struck around them.

"Sword Cultivation!" The old man who was wielding the banana fan changed his face slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and the other six people beside him had already made their own moves.

What made Zhang Yang breathe a sigh of relief was that the methods of the other six murderers were not outstanding, but they each sacrificed their natal magic weapons, mixed with hurricanes, and hit the two of them.

"There is Lao Han Daoyou!" Zhang Yang smiled slightly and looked at Han Qingshan on the side.

Han Qingshan was also slightly relieved after seeing the methods of the other six murderers, if the other party was as powerful as the old man, the two of them could only flee in the wilderness!

Han Qingshan did not hesitate, opened his mouth and spit out, four pocket flying swords of various colors flew out, and the golden flying swords under his feet also flew out, and at the same time, he reached out and slapped the storage bag on his waist, and five pocket flying swords of various colors flew out.

I didn't see how Han Qingshan moved, the pocket flying sword turned around, and each turned into the size of an ordinary flying sword, pinched it with one hand, and performed a giant sword technique, which was a giant sword of ten mouths and more than ten zhang.

Han Qingshan's hands changed again and again, and he snorted lightly.

"Five elements in one!"

Each of the five giant swords flashed in the air, merging, but in an instant, there were two more giant giant swords, exuding a beautiful five-colored fluorescence, towards the magic weapon that struck.

The words seemed to be slow, but in fact, Han Qingshan's move was only instantaneous.

(Thank you for the reward after the rain, thank you pengshi, the monthly pass that sleeps hard, and the rabbit worships!) (To be continued......)