Duan Muya put her hands together, hurriedly moved her qi, carried them to her palms, and made a huge seven-meter-long handprint down.

"broken!"

Cao Ying, a man in black, quickly twisted his wrist, a four-foot-long sword, and handed it forward. Thirty-six sword images erupted, breaking Duanmuya's fingerprints and stabbing her again.

Duanmuya stretched out her **** to form a sword tactic, collided with Cao Ying's sword, and made a "chuckling" sound.

With two people as the center, the energy burst out, forming thousands of sharp sword qi, which filled the entire courtyard.

"Boom!"

The buildings collapsed one after another, leaving bowl-sized sword holes on the wall, and even the ground was pitted.

Hearing the sound of battle, the demon martial arts rushed from all directions, but how could their strengths compete with the strong in Yulong Realm?

As soon as they rushed into the courtyard, they were punctured by flying sword qi everywhere, and died on the spot.

Zhang Ruochen watched all this silently and shook his head gently.

The masters of Yulongjing fight, and the warriors in the polar and celestial realms dare to approach, they just don't know how to live or die. Even if he wanted to save people, he couldn't save that much.

The cult and the black market contend, and Zhang Ruochen didn't want to step in. After all, when he comes to the Eastern Territory, he must be cautious. If he can't provoke right and wrong, he should try not to provoke, so as not to reveal his identity.

His goal, as long as one, is to kill Emperor Yi.

Duan Muya fell to the ground in a hurry, and the five fingers of her right hand became bloody.

Obviously, she had fallen into the disadvantages just now.

Cao Ying also fell to the ground, holding a long sword, walked over, and snorted coldly: "The chief helm of the demon is just the same."

"If I were not poisoned, would you two be my opponents."

Duanmuya's breath was a little weak, and her arms were shaking.

Fang Jie came up from the back and chuckled, "Duan Muya, you can't escape today!"

"call out!"

Suddenly, a slight wind broke.

A cyan cow needle flew out of Danta's direction and hit Fang Jie's vest.

Fang Jie's ears moved, and he turned sharply, wielding his short gun to strike forward, hitting the thin cyan needle.

With a bang, the cyan fine needle suddenly burst, forming a powerful energy storm, which shook Fang Jie back three steps in a row.

"Broken pin!"

Fang Jie's eagle-eyed eyes showed an angry look and looked around, sternly: "Who? Get out."

A broken needle, an eighth-order real martial arts weapon, can break the monk's body and breath, as long as it penetrates the monk's body, it will immediately burst and release powerful energy.

Even the strongest in the sixth change of ichthyosaurs, once they are recruited, they are more fierce.

On the periphery of the courtyard, a rapid wind sounded. It seems that someone is quickly performing body exercises to change the position, sometimes appearing to the east and sometimes to the west, which makes people completely puzzled.

The rather voluminous woman's voice sounded in the air: "Fang Jie, Cao Ying, you two of you have the courage to dare to deal with those who worship the moon gods, believe it or not, your blood Yunzong will be destroyed?"

The woman hiding in the dark merges her energy into her voice, forming a sharp sonic power.

Cao Ying's eyes were very bleak, and he said, "Since Her Royal Highness has already arrived, why didn't she show up?"

Obviously, Cao Ying and Fang Jie were prepared, so it is very clear that Duan Muya and the priestess are both leaving the city.

Zhang Ruochen's heart shook slightly, and he looked up in the direction of Dan Tower. He can be sure that the voice just now is indeed the voice of Duan Juxing Spirit.

Could it be that she left the sanctuary and returned to the cult?

At the time, when trillion trillion went to the Holy Palace to capture Zhang Ruochen, he was charged with collaborating with demons and killing warriors.

Since the Ministry of Defense can find out even this, it is estimated that the true identity of Duan Juxingling has also been found out through what happened in Mujingxu.

Since his identity was revealed, the spirit of Duan Juxing naturally could only return to the devil.

Zhang Ruochen transported Qi to the meridians of his eyes, and began to observe the surroundings carefully, and soon discovered Duan Juxing Ling's figure.

Although her posture is very fast, her cultivation is too low. How can she hide her eyes?

"Lingxi, run away." Duanmuya said.

"Can't escape."

As soon as Fang Jie's eyes were cold, Mu Lingxi's position was quickly locked, so he quickly flew out.

With a bang, he smashed the wall directly with his body, stretched out a large hand, and grasped Mu Lingxi's left shoulder.

Duan Muya tried to rescue, but was repelled by Cao Ying. Instead, Cao Ying stabbed her in the abdomen, leaving a sword injury that was not shallow or deep.

With Mu Lingxitian's great perfection, which is Fang Jie's opponent?

Just one move, Mu Lingxi was caught by Fang Jie.

"The Virgin of the Moon Worship, it turned out to be the same."

Fang Jie's five fingers tightly clasped Mu Lingxi's left shoulder. The toxins on her fingers corroded her uniform to emit black poisonous smoke.

Fortunately, Mu Lingxi wore a battle suit. Otherwise, Fang Jie's toxin was enough to corrode her skin into pus and blood.

"If it weren't for my cultivation, how could you be my opponent?" Mu Lingxi said coldly.

"Oh!"

Inside Mu Lingxi's left eye pupil, suddenly, a white ancient sword flew out, piercing Fang Jie's heart.

The white ancient sword was originally smaller than the needle, but when it pierced Fang Jie's heart, it immediately became five feet long and turned into a holy sword.

On the surface of the sword body, there are blood-red ancient inscriptions floating up and down, making the power of the white ancient sword more and more powerful.

Fang Jie is indeed a battle-hardened old demon. Although he was attacked by Mu Lingxi, he responded in the shortest time.

"Wow!"

He loosened Mu Lingxi's left shoulder, forced his legs, and retreated backwards.

Fang Jie looked at the blood on his heart and looked at the white ancient sword in Mu Lingxi's hands, his eyes became extremely cold, and he laughed: "Okay! What a holy sword! Her Royal Highness, your holy sword , From now on, it's mine! "

Fang Jie secretly gathered his strength and stepped towards Mu Lingxi step by step.

Mu Ling, like a nearby enemy, kept backing down, and on the white forehead, a fine grain of sweat appeared.

Even if she is a sage of the demon religion, she has a lot of cards, but after all, the difference between her and Fang Jie's cultivation is too great. If faced with Fang Jie, there is no chance at all.

Moreover, when Fang Jie clasped her left shoulder just now, she used dark energy to completely dislocate her left arm. Now, she can't raise a trace of strength.

In fact, Mu Lingxi can use the imperial edict and escape immediately.

However, she could not leave Duan Muya and left alone, so knowing that she was not Fang Jie's opponent, she had to fight hard and try to find an opportunity to get together with Duan Muya.

Zhang Ruochen was really worried that Duan Juxingling would suffer a big loss in Fang Jie's hands, so he couldn't help saying: "Two big men, bullying two weak women, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Fang Jie stopped, glanced in the direction of Zhang Ruochen, and said coldly, "Boy, the old man is the No. 8 killer of Xue Yunzong, Fang Jie. If you are a lover, you better stay there and drink. Tea, don't get involved. "

Zhang Ruochen sat at the table, playing with his jade tea cup with his fingers, and laughed, "Blood Yunzong! Great reputation, but unfortunately, this son has already negotiated business with the boss. If the boss is taken away by you, who will I Going for business? "

Zhang Ruochen deliberately changed his voice a little bit, making him feel more light-headed, making people feel that he is a young and unscrupulous hawk.

Mu Lingxi glanced at the young man sitting by the pond, because she was not able to see the shape of the young man at all because of a pillar.

Fang Jie snorted coldly: "Wait until the husband, catch the saint priest, and come to clean up you."

Fang Jie's hands quickly bent with his ten fingers, forming two black claws, exhibiting a kind of martial arts of inferior quality, bone bone ghost claws.

The Bone Ghost Claw evolved from Hell Ghost King Claw, the top claw martial art of Yipintang on the black market. Although it is far less powerful than the Ghost King Claw, it is also a very sinister and deep claw martial art.

"Giggle!"

Fang Jie's ten fingers kept getting longer, and quickly grabbed Mu Lingxi.

Before the claws hit Mu Lingxi's body, dozens of huge bone-bone paw marks formed in the air.

In time, the space of 100 square meters is full of the shadow of the claws, causing the scene of flying sand and stones. At the same time, strands of poisonous gas condensed into a poisonous cloud, completely covering him and Mu Lingxi.

Taking Mu Lingxi's cultivation as an example, even if he has a holy sword, it is impossible to block Fang Jie's bone bone claws, but he can only keep back.

Seeing Bone Ghost Claw, he was about to hit Mu Lingxi.

Zhang Ruochen sighed, stretched out a finger and pointed towards the sky.

The heaven and earth aura quickly converged and condensed into a thunderbolt.

"Snapped!"

A thunderbolt of the thickness of a wine glass fell down in the air and hit Fang Jie's head.

Suddenly, all paw prints and poisonous gas dissipated.

Fang Jie's whole body became scorched ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Hair all stood up, especially the top of the head, the scalp was cracked, and blood was constantly flowing.

The hit just now of course alarmed Duanmuya and Cao Ying who were fighting.

The two of them stopped fighting at the same time, and each retreated, staring at Zhang Ruochen.

"Master of Spiritual Power?"

Cao Ying's face showed a serious expression and began to be vigilant.

Taking Fang Jie's cultivation as an example, it is impossible to avoid the mental attack, which shows that this person's mental strength must be very strong.

You must know that if a master of spiritual power possesses a magical weapon and performs powerful spells, it is definitely a horrible existence. He can fight against a group of warriors in the same realm with his own power.

In the same realm, the warrior is not the opponent of the master of spiritual power at all.

Duanmuya was quite surprised, staring at the mysterious man wearing a metal mask, but did not expect that this person turned out to be a noble spiritual master.