With the expansion of Zhou Hanzheng's wandering range, the golden clam water that Li Yun carried with him would soon be insufficient, and they dared not use their knowledge to scan each other. Yan Zhengming had to help Li Yun maintain the formation, while making Han Yuan use the small water he carried with him. There are many simple wooden bird spells engraved on the wooden board. This kind of spell is very basic. It was improved by Li Yun, a small animal lover. It can be done without much effort. Not easy to detect.
It's just that Han Yuan's hands are a bit wet, and the birds that he transformed seem to have two more legs.
For the whole night, Li Yun didn't dare to leave at all. The formation was exhausted. Seeing Dongfang see Yumabaibai, he finally couldn't help but ask, "How long will it take?"
"Come on," Yan Zhengming said firmly, "this person is running around in camps, and he is not an idler. He can't spend so much time entangled here."
This time, Sect Master Yan was right again - sure enough, after dawn, Zhou Hanzheng couldn't delay any longer.
The sea was already sunny and sunny at this time, and a masked man looked at Zhou Hanzheng's face and said, "Sir, it's useless to stay here for a long time, we should go back as soon as possible, and don't make extra troubles?"
Zhou Han thought about it for a moment, and felt that it would be meaningless to spend time with this person who hides his head and shows his tail and doesn't know the depths. He has already achieved all the goals of his trip, and he can almost retire, so he nodded. He turned his head and looked around at the small island that was surrounded by clouds and mountains because of the illusion, and said loudly: "I don't know who is the Taoist friend on the island, Zhou is just borrowing the ground to settle down, and there is no malice. If there is any offense, please bear with me. ."
Hearing this, Li Yun let out a long sigh of relief, and almost lost his strength immediately, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in a low voice, "God, I'm willing to leave."
They were actually less than a hundred feet away from Zhou Hanzheng at this moment, just behind a hill, without those eyeliners, they could hear what Zhou Hanzheng said.
Yan Zhengming didn't say a word. He used the spell to bless the formation for a whole night. The only carving knife on his body was returned to Han Yuan, so he had to use an ordinary sword. It is the first time that Yan Zhengming has crossed this threshold. Sometimes the control is not good, and the clear air on the spell will rush around. This left his hands covered with fine wounds, but there was always a faint gloom on his face, and there was no joy when he heard that Zhou Han was about to leave.
When will he be able to come out dignifiedly and fight the first battle with the surname Zhou like a person
Zhou Hanzheng didn't wait for the people on the island to reply, and didn't care much, he just said, "Let's go."
Said, he took the masked man Yujian up, but Zhou Han was just rising into the air when he suddenly felt a line of sight. His cultivation was not weak, and his senses were naturally very sensitive. There lived a four-legged bird.
Zhou Han was frowning, he really didn't know what kind of strange species it was, and then he suddenly moved in his heart, clasped the bird's neck and strangled it, and the struggling bird turned into a rough spell under his eyes. .
Zhou Hanzheng broke it gently, and the spell was broken into two pieces. The clear air was naturally scattered, and a discerning person would know at a glance that the person who carved the spell was not high-level.
Yan Zhengming suddenly made a "crack" in his heart and thought, "It's broken."
Zhou Han put the tip of his nose next to the broken spell like a hound, and took a sniff. His expression changed slightly, and then he seemed to think of something, and his frown suddenly opened, revealing a somewhat hideous smile that was not a smile: "I think it is Who, this is really easy to come by."
Previously, he didn't dare to use his knowledge to scan, because he was afraid that there were capable people on the island with a higher cultivation level than him. Once his knowledge was discovered and suppressed, he would immediately backlash. Yan Zhengming and the others suddenly had no scruples. His voice fell, and he had already swept across the island with a coercive sense. Li Yun's psychedelic array was purely bluffing, and he was vulnerable to a single blow. There is nothing to hide.
Zhou Han stood with his sword in the air, and smiled in a relaxed manner: "Sect Master Yan, at least I also taught you a lesson in the lecture hall. Isn't it a teacher for one day and a father for life? Why hide and refuse to come out? See you?"
Said, he swung his long sleeves, and a burst of lightning and thunder erupted on the Sansi fan, rushing into Li Yun's formation, and instantly knocked the fancy psychedelic formation into pieces.
Li Yunru was hit hard, and fell to the ground for a while, but couldn't get up for a while.
Yan Zhengming reached out to grab him and helped him aside, his face was a bit uglier than Li Yun's, then he got up without saying a word, and he was about to walk out with his sword in hand.
Han Yuan was shocked: "Senior brother, what are you doing?"
Yan Zhengming's face was sinking like water, and he kept walking: "Don't follow."
Han Yuan was so old that he didn't take care of anything. He looked at Li Yun and then at the puddle. At first, he was completely at a loss, and his mind was blank for a while, then he took a deep breath and chased out.
Zhou Hanzheng looked at Yan Zhengming with admiration and said, "I haven't seen him for a few years, and the head of Yan is like being reborn, which is really gratifying to the old friend."
Yan Zhengming suddenly understood Cheng Qian's mood of "don't say a word, draw swords to face each other", he has never hated a person so much, the taste of hatred makes one's heart skip a beat, but it also seems to give people a boost. A source of infinite power.
The sky is clear and clear on the island, and the young head is full of killing intent.
With the younger brothers and younger sisters behind him, his battle was unavoidable no matter what, Yan Zhengming didn't want to talk nonsense, so he just drew his sword and rushed forward.
However, Zhou Hanzheng did not take the move, but followed his two masked men to the left and right to use their swords, blocking Yan Zhengming's way.
Zhou Han was looking at it leisurely, and said with emotion: "Fuyao - back then, the nine-story mountains went straight into the sky, and the power came out frequently, stomping and stomping. One day, the fate of the world is really elusive."
Yan Zhengming's sword broke through the seals of the two masked people, and the whole person had turned into a light, coming straight at Zhou Hanzheng. The sword wind blew Zhou Hanzheng's robes, but he was very contemptuous, and he didn't even have a fan. When it was opened, there was a light "ding" from the tail of the Sansi Fan, and then a lightning bolt shot out with flames, impartially, knocking Yan Zhengming's sword out of a tooth.
"In the past, with the cultivation level of Sect Master Yan, I'm afraid that even the inner disciples wouldn't be able to get in," Zhou Hanzheng said with a smile, "You hang the Sect Master print around your neck, don't you think it's too overwhelming? Why don't I come here? Help you share one or two-"
He suddenly turned his five fingers into claws, and his palm seemed to have a whirlwind of dark clouds swirls over it.
Yan Zhengming dodged sideways and slashed with the horizontal sword, but he felt a huge shock in his wrist.
Zhou Hanzheng's claws were wrapped in the aura of King Kong. Not only did he not lose half of his nails after a sword, but instead swelled several times, and Ziyan Zhengming's head covered the sky and the sun was pressed down.
At this moment, Yan Zhengming heard Han Yuan's voice and shouted, "Come on! Your grandfather gave you a big mouth!"
Yan Zhengming's heart jumped a few times, he looked down and saw that Han Yuan, Li Yun and others who had been left behind by him on the hill had all come out. The two masked men went straight to them, and soon met with the struggling to support them. Li Yun and Han Yuan, who were all half-assed, were fighting together, and dangers appeared frequently for a while.
Just a moment of distraction, Zhou Hanzheng's giant hand that covered the sky was already near, Yan Zhengming could not avoid it, so he had to fight to get injured, "backfired" with a sword against the wind, and went out, intending to die with Zhou Hanzheng's hand.
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However, he was willing to fight, but Zhou Hanzheng took his life so much that he had to withdraw his palm and retreat, Zhou Hanzheng said in his heart: "It's strange, the daring rabbit will bite people when it's in a hurry."
Unexpectedly, just as he was retreating, a frost-like sword light suddenly hit from behind, Zhou Han was stunned, and the Sansi fan finally opened with a "swipe", and a pillar of thunder and fire fanned out with his backhand.
The pillar of thunder fell into the sea, and the raging waves almost burst into a water dragon, and the falling water droplets caused a salty rain on the desert island.
Zhou Han was cautiously stepping back two feet, and when he saw the person behind him, his eyes shrank immediately—it was Cheng Qian.
When Cheng Qian landed on the island reef, his image was already like a bubbling beggar, and after being trained by Wenya real person with a few points, his clothes were like rags to be bitten by a dog, and there was no more despair. . But Yan Zhengming saw his ghostly appearance at first glance, but the killing intent entrenched in his chest suddenly dissipated.
Sect Master Yan now knows how much he is capable of. Seeing Cheng Qian, his tears almost fell. He opened his mouth, but was speechless for a while.
Cheng Qian swept his gaze over the bear-like expression on his face, but suddenly felt that he was always looking forward to it. Knowing that the occasion was not right, he couldn't help but slightly bent his eyes.
Isn't what a person wants in one's life, when they come home covered in wind and frost, someone angrily pulls the door open from the inside, shouting "Where is the death?"
Zhou Hanzheng didn't see Cheng Qian before, but he didn't take it to his heart - in his eyes, the half-old children who were trying to survive in the cracks really had no value for him to take to heart. Capsized in the gutter.
Zhou Hanzheng at the lecture hall had a glimpse of Cheng Qian's eyes at a glance, but now this young man has grown a few years older, and the outside has restrained a lot, but the inside has not changed at all. Unexpectedly a good match - but Zhou Han is appreciating and appreciating, but he doesn't pay much attention to Cheng Qian's micro-cultivation. He smiled slightly: "Why, the little Taoist also wants to learn from me?"
"Senior Zhou misunderstood, I didn't mean it that way." Cheng Qian politely nodded at him with the frost blade, and the next moment, he was caught off guard and urged the spirit-gathering jade that Wenya Zhenren gave him.
Zhou Hanzheng felt that the whole person was not good when he was in the first stage. Then, he found that his true essence seemed to have formed a layer of ice, the turnover was extremely stagnant, and the whole person's realm was suppressed by at least 60%.
Zhou Hanzheng was terrified, what the hell kind of exercise is this
Cheng Qian didn't give him any time to react, and Frost Blade, carrying the power of the tide, gave Zhou Hanzheng the first blow.
The surnamed Zhou was very disgraceful and stepped back three feet in succession. Due to the sudden suppression of his cultivation, his true essence of protecting his body like a vajra was gone, and the sword of Frostblade rudely ripped open his front. , immediately exposed flesh and blood.
"Junior is not here to discuss," Cheng Qian said warmly in the second half of his sentence, "I came to silence."
This change shocked everyone. Han Yuan, who was dropped by the masked man, coughed a few times, stretched his neck to look around, and murmured, "That's the little brother? Is he possessed by something? ?"
The puddle opened its mouth wide, and was accidentally splashed with a mouthful of seawater, and hurriedly spat out.
"It's not that the little sneak has become too powerful, it's Zhou Hanzheng," Li Yun responded quickly, "Look at the fact that he suddenly became unstable just now, and his body-protecting essence is gone!"
Yan Zhengming thought worriedly: "What kind of people did this kid meet during this time of disappearance? What did he learn from the other side?"
On the other hand, the masked man who was trying to go up to reinforce their master was cut off halfway without breaking the chain.
I saw that the water vapor on the deserted island was excited by the sea tide sword technique, surging in the air, and then it was frozen into white frost, Zhou Hanzheng said in horror: "Wait, that is the fierce sword Frost Blade? Why is it in your hands? "
Cheng Qian just ignored him, and when he waved, the fine frost became a vortex, the bottom was as sharp as an ice pick, and it reached Zhou Han's eyebrows.
Zhou Hanzheng never expected that such a killer at his young age would not even hesitate at all. He shouted angrily, and the Sansi fan was shaken by the sea breeze, but the power of thunder and fire around the fan was obviously suppressed by the frost. He swung his fan violently, and it was almost unsustainable in one breath. He just summoned a thunderous gust of wind, which rushed away the ice cones that were pushing in front of him. The next moment, those ice balls went away like a tide Gathering together, there is a tendency to become stronger and stronger!
Zhou Hanzheng stepped back again and again, while using his True Qi to attack the inexplicable restrictions on his body like a headless fly, he stared at Cheng Qian fiercely: "Little devil, I advise you not to do everything, or you will regret it."
Cheng Qian wanted to laugh when he heard it, thinking to himself, why didn't you use this sentence to encourage yourself when you were domineering
He squeezed the Imperial Sword Art in his hand, and the frost-blade sword chased Zhou Hanzheng like an arrow from the string.
Zhou Han was biting his head on the top, and the thunder and Ningshuang collided in the air. With a "boom", the ground was shaken and the mountains were shaken. At this moment, Cheng Qian's true essence was more than Zhou Han, who was suppressed by Ju Lingyu, and he had just realized the sea tide. The key to the sword, he didn't even give the opponent room to breathe.
Zhou Hanzheng blocked three hits in a row, and suffocated a mouthful of old blood on the spot.
Cheng Qian's "killing the mouth" really didn't have any moisture. Although the three consecutive swords almost drained his real energy, he didn't care. Relying on his own spirit gathering jade, he breathed a sigh of relief again, jumped up, stretched out his hand and grabbed it back. Frost Blade, all years of repression and hatred were put into this sword, and Zhou Hanzheng was about to be killed by the sword.
Zhou Hanzheng's pupils almost shrunk to a pinpoint. In a hurry, he threw the Sansi Fan out of his hand, and at the same time clenched his teeth to pick up a series of extremely complicated hand tricks. When he came, Zhou Han was trying to avoid the treasure fan, but he stopped Cheng Qian for a moment, only to hear the sound of cracking silk. It fell rotten to the ground.
At that time, Zhou Hanzheng couldn't break through the restriction of the whole body no matter what, and jumped over the wall in a hurry.
Cheng Qiansha's eyes were red, and Tianwei covered his head, but he didn't even raise his head. He only slaughtered Zhou Hanzheng wholeheartedly, and put everything else aside.
Yan Zhengming, who was on the side, had just overturned the two masked men to the ground. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and was shocked.
He increased the speed of the broken sword under his feet to the extreme, inserted into the battle like a gust of wind, intercepted Cheng Qian in the middle, and threw himself to the side, Tianlei almost brushed his back, Yan Zhengming I felt that all the hairs on my body were moved by the wind and thunder and exploded.
There was a huge earthquake on the deserted island, and even the sea was startled, and a black pit suddenly appeared on the ground.
Yan Zhengming was shaken by the lightning and thunder, so he couldn't hear or see clearly. He only felt Cheng Qian's collar by feeling, grabbed it in his hand, and roared, "What the hell are you doing!"
Cheng Qian's situation was not much better than his. He only felt that the elder brother's chest was shaking, but he didn't hear anything, so he shouted back: "What are you calling for? I can't hear you!"
Yan Zhengming slapped him hard on the back of the head, Cheng Qian's sword almost lost his strength, and he was unprepared for this. shoulder.
But before he had time to look up, the hand that had just committed the murder pressed on the back of his head unquestionably - Yan Zhengming held him firmly in his arms.
For a time, Yan Zhengming's hands trembled, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, but also as if it was the aftermath of a catastrophe.
There is nothing in the world that can give him such great comfort like this dirty flesh and blood.
There were thousands of words in his heart suddenly, but he didn't know where to start for a while, as if he had caught something vaguely, and at the same time he couldn't help but be at a loss. Pushing him away with the back of his head, he announced to Yan Zhengming's recovered hearing, "I haven't killed the Zhou guy yet, I'll tell you later."
Yan Zhengming: ""
Although he didn't know what he was going to say, the feeling of being choked back was really ecstasy.
When Zhou Han was coming, he was suppressed by Ju Lingyu, and he was injured one after another. Finally, he used his body to lead the thunder, and his meridians were almost completely destroyed. Even if Cheng Qian had just lost his strength, the effect of Ju Lingyu had expired, and he could not get up on the ground.
His mouth was full of blood, his eyes were raised, and he stared at Cheng Qian, who was walking towards him. He could only make a "ho ho" sound in his throat. He tried to get up several times, and then fell back to the ground. It was smashed into the soil to death, leaving several blood marks, which looked extremely terrifying.
It's a pity that Cheng Qian is hard-hearted. Facing this person, he will neither be soft-hearted nor afraid. He walked over and planned to kill Zhou Hanzheng with one sword.
However, at this moment, Zhou Hanzheng's mouth suddenly showed a ghost-like smile. There was a "woo" in the sleeve of his robe. Cheng Qian frowned, and he was shocked that something was wrong. The next moment, a sharp voice came from behind him. wind.
Cheng Qian knew that he wanted to dodge, but because he had just exerted too much force, he was no longer able to do what he wanted—
There was a sharp pain in his back, and a hand stabbed from his back to his front, and pierced out of his chest.
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