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The middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian had a calm face, stepped on a flying boat magic weapon under his feet, and a white flying sword suspended at his side suddenly slashed towards the young monk.

"Righteous Qi Jue!"

The middle-aged Confucian shouted, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and the white flying sword that was cut out seemed to have received an invisible blessing, and an extremely dazzling white light suddenly lit up on the sword body, slashing towards the young monk from top to bottom.

The young monk who was fighting with Zhang Yang looked shocked, raised his hand, threw the small black banner in his hand upwards, and met the flying sword.

"When! when..."

With the sound of several gold and iron clashing, it was just a few blows, and the black banner fell into the downwind.

The young monk's face sank, and he stretched out his hand to the five black shadows that trapped Zhang Yang's flying sword, and the five black shadows suddenly flickered, let go of the trapped red flying sword, and met the white flying sword that was entangled with the black flag.

The five black shadows that easily trapped Zhang Yang's flying sword before, when they encountered the flying sword of Baiguang Dasheng, it was as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and once the black qi on his body came into contact with the white light, it made a "zizi" sound, as if it was steamed.

The five black shadows cooperated with the black flags, and they were able to resist the attack of the white flying sword.

At this time, the two Donkey Kong techniques outside Zhang Yang's body had already dissipated, and the second golden light mask was about to be broken by the iron net surrounded by black qi.

The young monk never stopped, obviously with the intention of killing Zhang Yang first, after all, the high-grade cold jade was in the latter's storage bag.

Zhang Yang was also a little surprised by the middle-aged Confucian student's move, looking at his dress, he was a disciple of the Zhengqi Sect, and the young monk in front of him was from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Legend has it that the disciples of the Zhengqi Sect are cultivating Haoran Righteousness, and they are upright and upright, and there is no room for sand in their eyes.

The monks of the Zhengqi Sect have a special title in the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, that is, the guardian Taoist, some monks disdain it, and some monks are willing to have a deep friendship with it.

The young monk's small black banner looked like an evil magic weapon, which attracted the middle-aged Confucian student to make a move without hesitation.

Seeing that the Donkey Kong technique outside his body was about to dissipate, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, raised his hand, and two golden talismans flew out of his sleeves, stretched out his hand a little, and turned into two huge golden light shields to protect them.

He sacrificed the Donkey Kong talisman so lightly, which surprised the monks who were watching the battle in front of Hanyu Mountain, this was worth ten medium-grade spirit stones.

After sacrificing the Donkey Kong talisman, Zhang Yang pinched the sword trick with both hands, and the red flying sword that had already escaped from the trap turned into a red horse and slashed towards the young monk.

The young monk actually made the same action as Zhang Yang, and as soon as he raised his hand, two golden talismans flew out, and once provoked, they turned into two golden light shields to protect them.

The red pi lian slashed at the golden light shield and was flicked away, and the latter only dimmed a little.

Zhang Yang was not surprised, the monks who entered the Little Spirit Realm always had to prepare some means to save their lives, that is, in the storage bags of the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect who had been killed before, there were also two Donkey Kong talismans and two instantaneous hundred-mile talismans, but the disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect did not have the opportunity to use them.

Zhang Yang still had a smile on his face, and as soon as he patted the storage bag, ten red glittering talismans flew out, stretched out his hand, and the mana penetrated into it, turning into ten fire dragons and crashing into the direction of the young monk.

This move made the more than 20 monks who watched the battle surprised, and secretly sighed at this person's net worth.

The young monk looked at the ten fire dragons that collided, his face became even more gloomy, he controlled a flying sword under his feet, and drove two magic weapons, and he was no longer able to sacrifice defensive magic weapons.

Seeing the majesty of the ten fire dragons, and after the monk sacrificed the fire dragon talisman, he drove the red flying sword to continuously hit the golden light shield outside his body, and the young monk had to raise his sleeves and sacrifice three Donkey Kong talismans, turning into three layers of golden light shield to protect it.

With a loud bang, and the dazzling red and gold light, after a while, the light dissipated, revealing the young monk inside, only to see that only a layer of dim golden light was left outside the young monk's body, and a red Pi Lian was persevering and hitting the golden light mask, and it was about to break the latter.

At this time, the two golden light shields outside Zhang Yang's body disappeared into invisibility under the corrosion of the iron mesh surrounded by black qi.

Zhang Yang showed a smile on his face, and as soon as he raised his hand, two Donkey Kong talismans flew out of his sleeves, turning into two golden light shields to protect them.

The young monk looked at Zhang Yang's actions, his face sank, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to take back the iron net surrounded by black qi, and now he had no hope of winning, but he was ready to flee for his life.

This iron net magic weapon is made of deep sea black iron, and after the evil qi and ghost cultivation method sacrifice, it can attack and defend, and can corrode the opponent's magic weapon, the power is very outstanding, with this net protection, the young monk can also calmly retreat.

Zhang Yang couldn't see that the young monk was retreating, and after sneering, he raised his hand, and ten red glittering talismans flew out, and once they were excited, they turned into ten fire dragons and crashed into the young monk.

After sacrificing the fire dragon talisman, Zhang Yang pinched the trick with both hands, and the red horse that was attacking the young monk made a turn, and slashed towards the iron net that flew back, almost in the blink of an eye, he reached the iron net and slammed it.

The iron net surrounded by black gas was under the blow of the red horse, although it stood still and looked quite good, but it was also entangled by the red horse, and it was impossible to get out for a while.

The young monk's face changed greatly, he gave up the control of the iron net magic weapon, slapped the storage bag, and a shield magic weapon flew out of it, and the mana penetrated it, turning into a dark light shield to protect it, and then, a fire dragon collided head-on.

After a loud bang and a large flickering of light, I saw a broken black shield, a charred corpse, and a dull black flying sword, falling down together.

The iron net entangled by Zhang Yang's flying sword has lost the drive of its master and has long since fallen.

The five black shadows that were fighting with the white flying sword suddenly flew back to the black banner in unison, and the black banner fell downwards without being driven.

However, the white flying sword slashed with perseverance, slashing the undriven black banner into several pieces, and a puff of black smoke emerged from the severed black banner and gradually dissipated into the air.

This move caused more than 20 monks watching the battle to sigh one after another, this black banner magic weapon was very powerful, and it was destroyed by this monk of the Zhengqi Sect without hesitation!

Zhang Yang raised his hand, and his divine sense drove the iron net surrounded by black gas to fly in front of him, directly into the storage bag, and then stretched out his hand, and the young monk who was falling down, the storage bag on his waist flew in front of the middle-aged Confucian as if it was being held by an invisible hand.

"Thank you for your help, this storage bag is a thank you gift. ”

Zhang Yang smiled on his face, staring at the two dozen monks in front of Hanyu Mountain, faintly surrounding him, and said to the middle-aged Confucian with a smile.

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