The poisonous gas turned into a silver hammer in his hand, purple light exploded on it, and the poison made a sizzling noise that corroded the Yin Qi, and then smashed it down angrily.
The momentum of that hammer was like falling stars, and a half-arc air curtain was formed at the front end, oppressing it.
"Five suns shine in the sky!"
Yang Qingxuan didn't dare to be careless, he gave a low drink, raised his hand to use the Wuyang move, and pushed it out with one palm.
I saw five flaming suns rising suddenly, emitting a dazzling golden light, turning the sky net back, and surrounding it.
"boom!"
When the two collide, each is divided into Yin and Yang forces, and the power of the five Yangs is like a flywheel, spinning on it at high speed.
The terrifying heat wave spread out, but was suddenly oppressed by the yin and cold air carried by the silver hammer. The true qi of Yanyang and the aura of yin were already in conflict. Not supported.
Yang Qingxuan's complexion sank, he made a formula in his hand, and cast out his Jumang finger. The finger wind was added to the five suns, and he pushed back in an instant, defeating the silver hammer.
"Boom!"
Both the poisonous gas and the hot sun's gas are fragmented into rays of light that fill the sky, colorful and magnificent, engulfed by the hurricane generated by the explosion, and pushed in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan took a few steps back. Under such circumstances, it was a lot of consumption for him to use the Xuan-level martial arts coherently.
Zuo Jun was sent flying by the shock, the poisonous gas on his body exploded, he was wounded by two streams of energy, and he retreated more than ten steps before he stabilized his body.
"What?!"
On the other side, the four Yan Xu who besieged Meng Rui's three were all shocked.
They all knew how terrifying Zuo Jun was at this moment. They thought it would be a one-sided battle. Who would have thought that with one blow, the victory and defeat would be reversed!
Zuo Jun himself was also stunned, with a dull face, and then laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, good, good! I was worried that I would accidentally shoot you to death, now I can play slowly!"
The poison on his body flowed like a liquid. When he grabbed it with his left hand, the poisonous gas in the sky condensed again and turned into a long-handled sickle.
Raising his hand and swiping it, he struck angrily.
Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, just now he used two moves of mysterious martial arts superimposedly, originally intended to severely injure Zuo Jun, but only slightly injured him.
And the wound quickly healed under the nourishment of the venom.
The surrounding yin spirits rushed towards Zuo Jun like flying, and were sucked into Zuo Jun's body.
"Haha, I'm going to cut you off piece by piece, then soak in venom, torture you for 9981 days, and then let you die!"
Under the extreme anger, Zuo Jun calmed down instead, and waved his sickle ferociously.
As one of the four famous sects, the Zuo family, in addition to the background and cultivation resources, the cruel training of disciples in the clan is also the main reason for its long-term prosperity.
The long-handled scythe is a very strange weapon, and it is extremely difficult to use, but when Zuo Jun unfolded it, it was powerful and deceitful.
Even the martial arts masters of Yang Qingxuan's generation were full of praise in their hearts, but if it comes to strange, ingenious and deceitful moves, Yang Qingxuan would naturally not lose, as soon as he stomped on his feet, he would avoid advancing and retreating in the gap between the scythes.
"Ah! Die!"
Zuo Jun slashed more than ten knives, but all of them came to nothing. Every time he passed close to his body, only some poisonous gas stuck to Yang Qingxuan's lapel, corroding holes of various sizes.
The sickle danced faster and faster in his hand, as if the power was endless, weaving a layer of light and poisonous net.
Yang Qingxuan's dodging space became smaller and smaller, and he cursed "lunatic" secretly, and his figure flashed to one side.
"Hahaha! You're right, I'm a lunatic, and I'm the lunatic who wants to kill all of you!"
Zuo Jun licked his lower lip, as if he had been scolded out of pleasure, kicked his feet, his body was like a cannonball, and he chased after Yang Qingxuan and slashed.
Zuo Jun's speed was extremely fast, he was not under Yang Qingxuan, he chased up with a kick, and the sickle struck down like a crescent moon.
Yang Qingxuan couldn't dodge in time, he used the power of Yanyang with both hands, clasped his palms together in front of him, and with a "snap", he sandwiched the sickle blade between his palms.
The terrible poisonous gas overflowed, and it was all dissolved by the Yanyang True Qi in his palm.
Zuo Jun let out a sinister laugh, and yanked the sickle sharply, but found that he was not moving at all. He couldn't help being frightened and angry, and shouted: "You want to die!"
There was a flash of light on the sickle, and the shape of the martial spirit changed suddenly. It flew away from Yang Qingxuan's palms, and turned into a millstone in the air, with purple light floating on it, smashing down like a mountain!
"Poison Shou Zun Fist—The Great Mill of Heaven and Earth!"
Yang Qingxuan was startled. The size of the millstone was two or three times larger than when it was in the square, and its power increased year-on-year.
Within a radius of tens of feet, all the plants and trees withered in an instant, emitting a strong smell from being corroded.
Yang Qingxuan gritted his teeth fiercely, and Wuyang Yaokong blasted out again!
"Boom!"
The true qi of the five flames turned into a vortex, flying in front of both palms, and resisting the big millstone!
Terrible zhenqi surged from between the two forces, and the other seven people who were fighting were also affected, and they all ran away in horror.
"Hahaha!"
Zuo Jun laughed wildly, and pushed his palms forward, causing the millstone to spin, and the friction with Yanyang's true energy became more intense, and the aftermath shock suddenly increased several times.
With the two of them as the center, the extreme Yin and Yang forces spread out, and on most of the mountain tops, sand and rocks flew away, and not a single blade of grass grew.
Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale, and the millstone was slowly pressed down, as if Zuo Jun did it on purpose, consuming his true energy on purpose.
"Hahaha, you also found out, right? As long as I want to, I can crush you in an instant! But it's hard to get rid of the great hatred in my heart!"
A stern look flashed in Zuo Jun's eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "It's all thanks to you, for letting me suffer from all kinds of poisonous pain! Being ridiculed, disgusted, and abused by my peers, the original bright road was completely destroyed by you! I want Use this millstone to grind you into shards and meat, and smash your bones into ashes!"
The millstone dropped a few more points, and Yang Qingxuan's five yang power was quickly worn away, and his face became more and more ugly.
With two distinct forces, Zuo Jun's advantage is getting bigger and bigger, gradually swallowing up the brilliance like the morning sun.
Although Yang Qingxuan was panicked, he kept his composure, smiled, and said: "Oh, is that so? I have long forgotten such trivial matters. Hearing what you said, I seem to have the slightest impression. What happened a few days ago In the square, you were beaten into shit by me!"
"Ah! Die!"
Zuo Jun was stimulated by him, and his already unstable emotions erupted in an instant. He pushed his hands frantically, and the big millstone fell down with a "bang" sound!
"Boom!"
Yang Qingxuan's five yang qi were instantly corroded, and the powerful insidious soul power hit him, he spurted a mouthful of blood, and was knocked out.
"Yang Qingxuan!"
Liu Cheng and the others were shocked and wanted to come to the rescue, but the enemy in front of them was much stronger than a few days ago, and with all their strength, they could cope with it, so there was no room for distraction.
Today some readers are guessing what Yang Qingxuan relied on to win, either by activating Enemy Under Heaven, or by activating Monkey Blood, wrong, wrong, wrong! I can tell everyone responsibly that in the end, it must rely on appearance to win! The beautiful man (Zuo Jun) smiles and the mountains and rivers change, and the pretty boy (Yang Qingxuan) looks back in shock!
(end of this chapter)