When the lurking people were getting closer, Chen Yang determined that the other side had two early condensed souls and one medium condensed practitioner.

Such a big battle surprised him.

After all, he is also in the realm of induction in the later stage. No matter how much the enemy attaches importance to it, he will not send out such a strong combat force to deal with him.

And it seems that the other party has been planning for a long time, waiting for him to get away from Longwu College, and then follow up to get started.

Forgotten Forest is two thousand miles away from Longwu College. Except for the time of college assessment and training, there are people here, and it is really a good place to kill people.

Alas.

The sound of breaking air sounded, and Chen Yang immediately let go of his sense of consciousness, reaching the extreme, sensing the direction of the three condensed monks.

The other party flew from three directions, and they were horny, and surrounded him in the center to prevent him from escaping.

As soon as Chen Yang was thinking, instead of flying away, he immediately descended into the canyon.

Because in the canyon, there is an upside down sky array he arranged.

He was fortunate to have completed the formation of the formation himself, and he could help when fighting later.

Otherwise, to deal with the three conspiracy fixers with one's own strength, and among them there is also the mid-concentration, Chen Yang asks himself that he has not reached such a powerful level.

"Chen Yang, do you think you can escape ?!"

A loud drinking rang, and the next person flying above the canyon was the captain Han Feiguan of Yingjing City.

"It turned out to be you!"

When Chen Yang saw Han Feiguan, he suddenly understood what was going on, and it turned out that this guy avenged himself.

Han Feiguan is really astonished.

I waited for so many days until I appeared in the Forgotten Forest.

However, what happened to the other two meditation practitioners, where did Han Feiguan find such a strong helper.

Immediately afterwards, two other conscientious practitioners also made appearances.

Chen Yang has never seen these two people.

Among them, the middle-aged man is an old man with a dark complexion and a horizontal scar on the bridge of his nose, making his already scarred face even more fierce.

His eyes were silent, like a pool of standing water, full of deep anger, as if to swallow people in.

Another predecessor of Ningmu was also an old man. He was very fat. He was wrapped in a rolling black robe, as if even the black robe was to be broken.

A fierce look and a murderous look appeared on his face, locking Chen Yang to death.

The two people ’s true elements are black and black, full of wickedness. Obviously they are practicing the magic path, and the true elements contain the attributes of the magic path.

"People who teach Blackfire?"

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and said secretly.

Han Feiguan hurriedly flew up and yelled, "Chen Yang, you killed my son, bad for me. I will never let you live today."

Chen Yang said coldly, "Han Feiguan, as an official of the Empire, but with the help of the teachings of the Black Fire, you are not afraid, will the Empire pursue it?"

"As long as you die, who knows?"

Han Feiguan sneered.

He was worried that he was the first to rush up and was calculated by Chen Yang, so he slowed down, and said to the other two spiritual masters: "Nie Yun, Lu Yan, this boy, I will leave it to you two."

Nie Yun was the middle-aged practitioner, and Lu Yan was another early-time practitioner.

"Han Feiguan, you can rest assured. Since we take your huge amount of spirit stones, we will certainly help you to destroy this person."

Nie Yan sneered, and as soon as he was in shape, he attacked Chen Yang.

He is a mid-level contemplative practitioner, asking himself how strong he is, and he doesn't look at Chen Yang at all.

He even felt that Han Feiguan spent a huge amount of spirits, and it was a bit silly to ask him to take a shot with Lu Ye.

In his opinion, to kill Chen Yang, Han Feiguan could do it alone.

"dead!"

Nie Yan did not use Chen Yang in his eyes, so he did not use magical powers and did not release his artistic conception. He shot directly at Chen Yang with one palm.

He cultivated high, and the power of this palm should not be underestimated.

I saw a huge magical palm shadow, descending from the sky, like Wuzhishan, covering Chen Yang completely under the shadow, it seems to suppress him.

Seeing this clutch, Lu Yan's eyes flickered, he stopped the offensive, suspended in the air, and continued to pursue Chen Yang.

He has no doubt that this palm will blast Chen Yang into flesh and blood.

So he didn't need to take a shot.

Seeing the magic palm fall, Chen Yang looked dignified, waved a sword, and chopped into the air.

When he raised his hand, the gloves changed into the shape of a sub-white sword, and the stars could condense. The twelve organ patterns on it were activated, and a star sword gas formed at the tip of the sword, attacking the magic palm in the air.

The red flame pattern is more powerful than the flame pattern, which increases the attack and flame power of the falling stars.

Immediately.

"Roar!"

The roar of the fire dragon sounded, and the mood of the seventh fire dragon was entangled in the star sword's spirit, and the offensive of the falling stars increased sharply.

Bang.

With a bang, the falling stars hit the magical palm shadow in the sky ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The fire dragon and the red flame pattern all restrained the attributes of the magic path, plus the blessing of Chen Yang's Seventh Artistic Conception and Zi Baijian. Attack power, completely suppress the magic palm shadow.

The star sword gas swept across, and the magical palm shadow shattered and twisted, and then was swallowed by the fierce fire dragon, disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, there was a strange color flashing in Nie Yan's eyes, and then he sneered, saying: "Han Feiguan is really right. You are really a genius, and the mood is higher than mine. Unfortunately, only the Seventh Fire Dragon mood, You are not my opponent yet. "

Although his palm shadow was blasted, Nie Yun still did not take Chen Yang in his eyes.

He turned over and took out a three-foot short knife. The short knife was black-purple, as if it was made of crystal, crystal clear and very beautiful.

However, this short knife has a cold atmosphere, and the interior of the black-purple blade has a strong black gas, which fluctuates in it.

There is only one pattern on the blade.

However, this is a mysterious pattern.

In other words, this knife is a piece of blackware.

Seeing this weapon, Chen Yang's heart fluttered. The opponent's realm was already much higher than him. Coupled with a patterned weapon, his strength was stronger, and he was even more difficult to deal with.

"broken!"

Nie Yun held a short knife with a pattern and cut it down. His magical energy condensed in the blade and mixed with the black gas inside the blade. A three-meter-wide blade gas was extremely fast, with black Long tail, blasting towards the falling star sword.

When that knife gas was released, suddenly, something changed.

I saw that the sword turned into a huge ghost head, a man's appearance, extremely fierce, opened his mouth, growled wildly, a pair of eyes condensed with magic energy, as if true, staring at the star sword gas, as if And the star sword qi, has a great hatred.

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