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The dark blue sea water splashed up, and at the same time, a figure slowly appeared in the air, a blue gown fluttering gently in the wind.
At the feet of the figure, half of the huge sea snake's body finally slowly fell down at this moment, sinking into the sea water like the snake's head.
next moment…
There was an eerie silence in the air.
Great Elder Mo Yu's eyes were filled with blue brilliance, and the spear in his hand was quietly fixed in the air. He did not speak, but his face was very gloomy.
But looking at the huge sea snake that lost its head and suddenly fell down in front of them, the disciples of Yin Yang Temple all opened their mouths, and their eyes were so wide open that they were about to fall out.
"This guy actually...cut off the Great Elder's 'Sea Fury' with one sword?!"
"Do you want to be so exaggerated?"
"So strong, both of them are so strong!"
The disciples of Yin Yang Palace were really shocked. Even they could rarely see such a battle.
However, they were unable to continue watching, because around them, there were shadow disciples, each of whom did not retreat at all.
"Kill!" the disciples of Yin Yang Palace shouted.
"Kill!" The disciples of the Shadow Sect also screamed.
At this moment, Yan Qianli glanced at the other three saints around him, and his expression became extremely serious: "Yan Qianli is very grateful to the three of you for coming..."
"Why does King Yan need to say more? Since we all belong to Daxia, we have the same clan and ancestors. Naturally, we should join hands to advance and retreat together!" Sage Qingshui waved his hand, interrupting Yan Qianli's words. At the same time, he also had an extra hand in his hand. The antique ink-colored guqin then glanced at the scholar Bai Yasage next to him: "Brother Bai, let's fight!"
"Yes." Saint Baiya nodded. His eyes were full of sword intent. Without too much nonsense, two long swords instantly appeared in his hands, and they were directed towards the more than ten disciples of the Holy Realm Yin Yang Temple who were massacred in the distance. Rushed over.
"Hahaha, it's true that a person is better than an expert. Old man Tianxu, you can't do it yourself, but you have found a very capable successor. I will accompany you to fight today!" Saint Yangkun also smiled happily at this moment. With a sound, he also rushed towards the distance.
"What do you mean I can't do it myself? I'm just hiding it!" Saint Tianxu gave Saint Yangkun a disdainful glance, and then subconsciously glanced at Fang Zhengheng, with a deep sense of relief in his expression. Then, he Without further ado, he took out a few pills and swallowed them before killing them in the same way.
As for Yan Qianli...
As soon as Saint Baiya made his move, he had already rushed out, seemingly intending to compete with Saint Baiya, and his speed was extremely fast.
"Ding..." The sound of the guqin sounded at this moment. In this battlefield full of fighting, there was a strange tranquility, but this silence was like a knife, one knife after another.
The sound kills people invisible. Although Saint Qingshui took action last, her action really changed the situation in the field, because when the sound of the piano passed by, not one person fell down, but a whole group of people.
The strong addition of several people naturally increased the speed of death in the field. At the same time as the Shadow Sect disciples fell, the Yin Yang Temple disciples began to fall one after another.
The smell of blood filled the air.
This is a crazy killing, as the old saying goes, kill a thousand enemies and damage yourself by eight hundred, but now, both the Yin and Yang Palace and the Shadow Gate are being consumed at an extremely rapid rate.
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The face of the Great Elder Mo Yu has never been as ugly as it is now. The scars on his thin face are constantly trembling, and the hand holding the spear is turning white.
In front of him, Fang Zhengyi and Chi Guyan had already fallen. The waves were rolling under their feet, but their expressions were extremely firm.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't speak because he didn't know what to say. Chi Guyan also didn't speak. He seemed to know that Fang Zhengzheng didn't want to say anything more. He just stood quietly beside Fang Zhengzheng with a simple long sword lying across his hand. On the chest, the expression is noble and aloof.
The confrontation didn't last long.
Because Fang Zhengzheng had already moved first, and the moment Fang Zhengzheng moved, Chi Guyan also moved at the same time, walking side by side, with two long swords pointed directly at the great elder Mo Yu.
"Two people? Just two?!" Great Elder Mo Yu roared, and at the same time, the rolling waves rose again, forming a huge wave behind him.
At the same time, Fang Zhengzheng's sword also slashed down again. From top to bottom, he slashed at the huge wave, causing countless splashes of water.
Likewise, Chi Guyan's sword also thrust out.
Thousands of starlight flickered, like thousands of swords coming out, and a huge shadow appeared behind him, giving people a shocking and proud aura, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Ning!" A voice shouted.
The entire air seemed to freeze at this moment, the spear in the hand of the great elder Mo Yu suddenly stagnated, and the expression on his face changed again.
The gaze of Nuwa’s bloodline.
It is definitely the highest level of mental attack. Even when facing Tian Xing, the master of Jiuding Mountain, it can restrain Tian Xing's body for half a moment.
So, how could Great Elder Mo Yu break free in an instant
The Great Elder's body was frozen in place, and at this moment, the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand had reached above his head.
"Open!" Great Elder Mo Yu shouted angrily, and the rolling waves blocked him crazily, but even so, Fang Zhengzheng's sword still cut down. [△网WwW.]
A trace of blood spattered.
It was the blood brought out by the traceless sword scratching the great elder's chest. It was very small, but it was the first time that Fang Zhengzheng's sword injured the great elder Mo Yu.
"Strike!" The traceless sword stabbed into the rolling waves with a trace of blood. Then, countless sword lights rushed out of the waves and attacked the great elder crazily.
Kill a hundred dragons!
Fang Zhengzheng didn't hold back, because he already understood that at this moment, he had no way out, and the only thing he could do was to keep moving forward.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Countless swords with loud dragon roars hit the waves wrapped around Great Elder Mo Yu, splashing white waves into the sky.
This was an extremely fierce battle.
Fang Zhengyi and Chi Guyan joined forces to attack, but the Great Elder Mo Yu did not defend all the time. The moment Fang Zhengyi's Hundred Dragon Slash appeared, the Great Elder Mo Yu did not retreat but instead advanced.
The spear with dark blue brilliance shot out directly from the sword, and stabbed Fang Zhengzheng's throat like a stream of light amidst countless sword rays.
"Ding!" There was a crisp sound.
Chi Guyan's sword blocked the spear, and his figure naturally retreated. However, Fang Zhengzheng's sword had risen again, and countless swords regrouped on the Wuhen Sword.
In an instant, the Traceless Sword also surged ten times in size.
Cut it off!
The endless sea is divided into two again!
It was also a battle without retreat. Fang Zhengyi and Chi Guyan didn't have many opportunities to join forces. However, at this moment, they had such a tacit understanding that even the great elder Mo Yu had to tremble.
The war situation is tense.
While Fang Zhengyi and Chi Guyan were fighting desperately with the Great Elder Mo Yu, nearly a hundred Yin Yang Palace disciples had fallen into a pool of blood. Similarly, more than two hundred Shadow Sect disciples also died in the battle.
The smell of blood is getting thicker and thicker, so thick that people can't breathe, and the air becomes more and more oppressive. Even if the morning sun has fully risen, it still can't cover up the brutality of this battle.
Time passed slowly, and there were more and more corpses on the ground. The disciples of Yin Yang Palace began to pant, and the disciples of Shadow Sect were also a little unsteady on their feet.
Saint Yangkun's body was already stained with blood, Saint Qingshui's face was also stained with blood, and Saint Baiya's swords were covered in blood.
There were already ten bottles of elixirs under the kowtow of Saint Tianxu, and Yan Qianli's eyes were as red as blood.
Five people face each other.
The corners of the lips of the sixth elder of Yin Yang Temple were covered with blood, the foreheads of the third elder and fourth elder of Jiuding Mountain were blooming with light, and more than a dozen Holy Realm disciples were distributed around the five of them.
It was also a brutal battle. Even though no one died, everyone still had wounds scratched by sharp swords.
The rising sun is already high.
It is not too hot in the mountains as summer approaches, and a faint golden light falls on the ground, reflecting the blood that gathers into a stream on the ground, shining with gleaming brilliance.
At this moment, a figure came quickly from a distance. It was a woman, extremely beautiful, wearing a long turquoise dress with three white petals.
The curved eyebrows, dark eyes, and faint medicinal fragrance exudes, giving people the feeling of an elf falling into the elixir, completely untainted by the temperament of earthly fireworks.
It could be seen that the woman was walking in a hurry, especially after she saw the scene in front of Qiancaotang, the anxiety on her face became even more obvious.
"Stop!" the woman said, her voice clear and moving. In front of the Qiancaotang where the killings were shaking, the sound was like a clear spring rushing out of the blood.
Fang Zhengzheng's sword was frozen in place.
Because he knew the woman who appeared, a woman named 'Xinmu' in the attic. Of course, the real reason why his sword was frozen was not that he knew this woman, but because of the woman's He held a person in his hands, an unconscious person.
Fang Zhengzheng's eyes instantly narrowed, and the sword he was holding made a clicking sound. He didn't know why the woman suddenly appeared, but one thing he knew was that the person the woman was holding was Yan Xiu. A person he didn't want to fall into the hands of a woman under any circumstances.
Silence, brief silence.
Because when Fang Zhengzheng stopped, the spear that had been stabbed halfway in the elder's hand also stopped, so naturally the sword in Chi Guyan's hand also stopped.
All the Yin Yang Temple disciples looked at the woman. There was unconcealable surprise in everyone's eyes. It seemed that they had never thought that the woman would appear here.
As for the disciples of the Shadow Sect...
Naturally, they didn't know the woman in front of them, but they could tell that the woman in front of them seemed to have a very special status in the Yin Yang Temple.
Because, when the woman's voice sounded, almost all the disciples of Yin Yang Temple stopped at the same time.
The brief silence added a hint of weirdness to the originally oppressive air, but this short silence did not last too long.
"Fang Zhengzheng, I really didn't expect that you could succeed!" The woman's eyes moved obviously when she saw Chi Guyan, but her eyes finally stayed on Fang Zhengzheng. , or in other words, her eyes rested on the Taoist soul on Fang Zhengzheng's shoulder.
"I never thought that you could come out on your own." Fang Zhengzheng was telling the truth, because he did remember that he tied the woman up quite firmly.
There seemed to be no clue to the conversation between the two, which also made the faces of the disciples of Yin Yang Temple show a trace of doubt. However, doubts were doubts, but no one interrupted.
The woman obviously had no intention of continuing this topic, and her eyes swept across the battlefield in front of her, seeming to be looking for something in the blood.
After a moment, the woman also withdrew her gaze.
"Did you really enter Qiancaotang and come out safely?" After glancing at the great elder Mo Yu, the woman spoke again.
"Yes." Fang Zhengzheng nodded.
"However, you seemed to be surrounded when you came out and did not run away. This means that your whereabouts were already detected when you entered Qiancaotang." The woman continued.
Fang Zhengzheng did not speak this time, because what the woman said was indeed the truth. Before he entered Qiancaotang, or in other words, when he made up his mind to enter Qiancaotang, his behavior was actually exposed.
"Being able to force the Great Elder to take action means that you are really strong. If I guessed correctly, were the injuries on the Fourth Elder, the Fifth Elder, and the Eighth Elder caused by you?" the woman's voice sounded again.
"Yes." Fang Zhengzheng still did not deny it.
"Now, Yan Xiu is in my hands, and Master is in your hands. Why don't I use Yan Xiu instead of Master? What do you think?" The woman did not continue talking, but held Yan Xiu in her hands. Slowly put it on the ground, moving very carefully, appearing to be extremely cautious.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't speak immediately, but his brows were furrowed.
For the first time, he didn't know what choice he should make. Trading Tao Soul for Yan Xiu seemed to be a very reasonable suggestion.
Moreover, normally, he would never refuse this suggestion.
However, for some reason, he did not agree immediately. This was certainly not because he could ignore Yan Xiu's life. On the contrary, it was precisely because he could not ignore Yan Xiu's life that he couldn't. Now hand the Dao soul back to the woman's hands.
But if there is no exchange...
How can we take Yan Xiu back from the woman's hands
"Don't you want to save Yan Xiu?" The woman didn't seem surprised that Fang Zhengzheng didn't answer her question. After waiting for a while, she asked again.
"Tell me your name!" Fang Zhengzheng finally spoke again, but the question he asked seemed to have nothing to do with the woman's question. Moreover, he had also asked the woman this question in the attic, but he still The question was asked again.
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