"Slow down!"

A sudden shout came from the parking lot, and everyone's eyes swept over.

Ding Ling sat on the guardrail of the cliff, leisurely and naturally: "Mao Renjie, why are you in a hurry? Let me ask you, will both sides agree to ignore life and death in this battle tonight?"

Mao Renjie did not hesitate: "A life-and-death battle, whoever dies will be unlucky!"

"Where are you Gao Yang?"

Gao Yang had been lurking on the mountain before, hiding all his breath, but he could hear the sounds at the foot of the mountain clearly.

He was surprised that this girl knew that she was not dead, and that she knew that she had arrived early.

This has always been a confusion in his heart.

Hearing her ask, he nodded immediately: "I started this decisive battle, I agree."

Ding Ling chuckled: "That's OK. I've recorded your words just now. Life and death are all in peace, and you can fight to the decisive battle."

Mao Renjie snorted coldly, and he stretched his waist. A soft sword clanged out of the sheath, like a long snake shaking. His arm shook, and the sword body stretched into a straight line, pointing directly to Gao Yang: "What weapon are you using?"

Gao Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Why do you have to ask more questions when you fight for life and death? Even if I don't have weapons, I will never complain if I die at your hands."

The little brat, he's still stubborn until he dies!

Mao Renjie's eyes narrowed, and he immediately stabbed with the sword. When the attack was released, a ball of shining flames surged into the sword's edge, and he had not yet encountered Gao Yang.

He suddenly changed his offensive again, and the sword reached the middle of the way, and suddenly pointed at the sky and stabbed the earth.

For a moment, the flames turned from one to two, the two to four, and the four to eight, and in an instant, they had intertwined into a net in the void, blocking Gao Yang's retreat.

At the same time, Mao Renjie's figure had disappeared on the spot, and the human sword was integrated into a ball of angry dragons, falling from the sky and hitting Gao Yang.

The peak was several dozen meters away from the parking lot. Everyone could feel the heat in the surrounding void when they watched the battle from afar.

It is conceivable how much pressure Gao Yang is under now.

Lu Qingfang's eyes were solemn, and she looked at the sword that looked like a giant dragon pressing down on her head, and suddenly asked: "Uncle Ming, is this move the flying dragon in the sky with the Xuantian Sword Technique?"

Uncle Ming nodded: "Yes, many people think that using metallic spiritual power to use Xuantian Sword Art is more domineering and unstoppable. In fact, the fire-attribute spiritual power is not inferior. The Mao Renjie brothers, one martial arts and one sword, each has their own specialty. It seems that the Mao Renjie sword cultivator is well-known!"

Xuantian Sword Art, Flying Dragon in the Sky?

Lu Qingfang's face became heavier, as if she didn't know how Gao Yang, who was in the flames in the depths, should block a sword.

If he had a sword in his hand, it might be a fight, but he had bare hands, how could he stop him?

Originally, the Panshan-level master was dead when facing the Guanyue-level master in the Shenzhao Realm. The current situation made everyone think that Gao Yang was dead.

Ma Yuan and his men couldn't help but clenched their hands into fists, flirting with their eyebrows and not daring to breathe for a moment. Ding Ling, who had been showing her liveliness and playfulness, had a faint layer of worry on her face.

Only Zhang Yunhe and others were very happy.

They seemed to have seen Gao Yang lying in a pool of blood with wounds all over his body and dying unwillingly.

However, the flames completely swallowed Gao Yang, and the sword light that came from the sky completely stabbed down, a dazzling golden light suddenly exploded.

It's like a small nuclear bomb, bang...

Everyone's eyes were blurred, and no one could see clearly what was going on. Then the fierce flames were completely extinguished and the golden light gradually disappeared.

Under the cold moonlight, the top of the mountain is in chaos.

After a long time, the dust dissipated and everyone could vaguely see two figures. Gao Yang seemed to stand in a mighty manner, but there was an extra knife in his hand.

The black hilt and the snow-white blade.

Mao Renjie seemed to have suffered a severe injury, knelt on one knee, staring at Gao Yang and the knife in his hand with an incredible look on his face.

Everyone was surprised to see this scene.

Because everyone knows that Mao Renjie's strength is far superior to Gao Yang, and it is a two-level surpass.

But Gao Yang actually knocked Mao Renjie away with one blow in front of everyone.

This is simply incredible.

Mao Renjie reached out to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, pressed his hands to the ground, frowned and said, "Is this the legendary magic sword Zhuri?"

The magic sword chases the sun!

The people below suddenly became excited because too many people had heard rumors about this knife. It was already a legend more than 200 years ago.

Uncle Ming whispered: "I said, how could Gao Yang dare to fight Mao Renjie with confidence? It turned out that he actually got the magic sword Zhuri. It seems that it is hard to say who will die in this battle tonight."

When Lu Qingfang saw the magic weapon, she was also very surprised, but she was also happy for Gao Yang.

After all, with this knife, Gao Yang has the strength to fight Mao Renjie.

However, she was still a little worried: "Uncle Ming, it is unknown who you said to have a destiny. Can the Sun-Zhu Dao help Gao Yang to be invincible?"

Uncle Ming shook his head: "It's hard to say that the divine sword Zhuri is indeed powerful, but its own power can be fully utilized at least by people of the same level. Gao Yang is only at the Panshan level and has limited ability, so the bonus brought to him by Zhuri's divine sword is limited. If you want to surpass two levels to defeat Mao Renjie, there is not a big hope, but it may not be impossible. It depends on where God is standing."

While they were talking, Zhang Yunhe was also in a panic. Their faces were embarrassing. Li Tao and others were worried that the situation would change.

However, Zhang Yunhe seemed to be very sure and said with a vicious look: "Don't worry, Gao Yang will definitely not be able to escape this time, and then the magic sword Zhuri will be mine."

Gao Yang on the top of the mountain didn't care what the people below were talking about, but just looked at Mao Renjie casually: "You are right, this is the Sun-Chasing Divine Sword that your brother is trying his best to grab. It's a pity that genius treasures are here, and those with virtue are here. Mao Ren's bad character is not worthy of possessing. I just used this knife to ruin him. Now I want to use this knife to send you to the underworld for a walk!"

"ignorance!"

Mao Renjie shouted softly, and his momentum was suddenly energetic. The injury just now seemed to be just a piece of cake to him. The fire in his eyes shone brightly, and the three-foot Qingfeng was in his hand and launched another attack.

This time I was prepared for the sword. The sword tip shook and the sword flowers in the sky suddenly danced.

This move is the scattered flower of the Xuantian Sword Technique.

The sword light came down from the sky, whizzing like raindrops towards Gao Yang. Gao Yang swung his sword to block it with the power of water, but the fierce attack was almost unbearable.

Bang bang bang, the sword light and the blade collided violently in the void, and a series of sparks burst out, making everyone dazzled!

The sword flower gradually dissipated, and when the last sword flower left collapsed, Gao Yang hit the chest.

With a bang, the blood flower exploded and Gao Yang flew out directly.

Bang, landing!

Gao Yang fell in a mess and was terrible. Ma Yuan and his friends were shocked to see it and they were about to rush forward. Seeing this, Zhang Yunhe immediately called Li Tao and others to stop them, and said coldly: "A fair decisive battle, do you want to mess with the rules?"

Wang Qixin knew that this guy was right. If the three of them rushed forward, they were afraid that the situation would be even more chaotic. Not only would they not be able to save Gao Yang, but they would also have to lose their word!

So Wang Qi simply shouted: "Old Gao, stop showing off, give up!"

Lu Qingfang actually wanted to shout like this, so that she would have the chance to let Uncle Ming take action and stop Mao Renjie from killing him.

But Gao Yang obviously had no intention of admitting defeat.

Mao Renjie had no intention of giving him a chance to give in: "Gaoyang, being able to die under my sword is also considered a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes. Go and die."

As the words fell, Mao Renjie's figure suddenly flashed in several directions in the void.

Under the moonlight, Mao Renjie seemed to have transformed into four or five clones, and he could not figure out his position at all, but in an instant, all his figures faded.

On the contrary, a true body was revealed directly opposite Gao Yang, and the sword light flashed with a cold light, stinging Gao Yang's heart.

When everyone saw this scene, they exclaimed: "Shadow Thorn!"

Lu Qingfang was even more gloomy because she knew that this shadow thorn was a killer move in the Xuantian Sword Art, and one person could transform into countless clones. Of course, these were all illusions.

The real attack is hidden in one of them.

It seems that there are many shadows with you to kill the enemy, but you are the one who really kills the enemy.

Although this principle may not be profound, the power of Shadow Thorn lies in making the enemy elusive. Every shadow may become the true body before it fades away.

This move is considered a sword skill in the entire Xuantian Sect.

If Mao Renjie was not Mao Fei's son, he would probably not be qualified to practice. Of course, even if he was qualified to practice, it would not be possible for ordinary people to practice at will.

Therefore, Mao Renjie has achieved his achievements today, in addition to the accumulation of family resources, he also has his own qualifications and insights.

At this moment, a sword had almost stabbed Gao Yang.

At this time, no one had time to rescue him, and almost everyone thought that Gao Yang was bound to die.

But suddenly, a milky white water flow quickly wrapped around Gao Yang's body, and the sword stabbed him, Gao Yang's people had already turned around.

The speed of that rotation was no less than Mao Renjie's long sword flying sting.

Everything happened in the midst of lightning and fire. No one knew how Gao Yang did it just now. No, there was someone present who saw something strange.

This person is Uncle Ming beside Lu Qingfang. He immediately exclaimed: "Genius, he is such a genius!"

Lu Qingfang didn't know what was going on, so she immediately asked, "What's going on, Uncle Ming?"

Uncle Ming said in a voice: "Gaoyang's strength seems to be at the Panshan level, but in fact his realm is already at the threshold of improvement. His speed performance just now is definitely in the Divine Ghost Realm. Inspiring himself to break through during the battle, this not only requires extreme talent, but also tough perseverance, but..."

Speaking of this, he frowned, as if he couldn't figure out something.

Lu Qingfang immediately asked, "Uncle Ming, what's the matter?"

The moment he spoke, Gao Yang had repeatedly avoided the seven attacks in Mao Renjie's rage.

Uncle Ming took a deep breath: "Look at the speed of his dodging at this moment, it was like flowing water, without any obstacles, and without any bargain. I guess his strength at this moment is probably no longer a micro level, and it is very likely that he is already at the level of Guanyue!" [】
Chapter completed!