On a wasteland in the northwest of Xishan Continent, two rays of light fell one after another. Zhang Yueming and Xuanyuan Zhen looked at the surrounding environment. From time to time, large and small gaps will appear in the thunder sky over Xishan Continent. Some gaps last for a little longer, and some will soon heal themselves with the operation of the guardian array. Whenever these gaps appear, there will be more or less escaping light passing through the gaps and falling on the Xishan Continent. In the sky, thunderbolts of lightning were born out of thin air from time to time, some fell to somewhere in the Xishan Continent, and some struck directly into the openings in the sky. Whenever these lightning strikes hit a gap in the sky, the torn gaps will be repaired faster. If any monks from the outside world are unlucky and happen to pass through these gaps, they will be eaten hard. Remember the five elements of lightning, if your cultivation level is low, your whole person will be wiped out in the lightning, not even a few bones will be left. "The Yang family of Xishan is indeed extraordinary. No wonder even people like you, Brother Zhang, have to flee from our Shantian Star Realm." Xuanyuan Pun looked at the lightning that flashed from time to time in the sky, and said with some fear: "You and I are pretty lucky. Yes, if I had been hit by this thunderbolt just now, I might not have been able to eat and walk around." There was no expression on Zhang Yueming's metallic face, and he looked indifferent. The three-pointed Yin Vulture heard this and said coldly: "It's just the legacy left by Yang Junshan. Without Yang Junshan, the Xishan Yang family is like a giant with its backbone removed. Just trying to bluff people." While the two were talking, their consciousness had already spread out to the surrounding area for dozens of miles, but they were also aware of a fight going on thirty miles southeast of here, as well as twenty miles away. An escaping light just passed through in the southwest direction outside. "Hey, Brother Zhang really didn't lie to me. The monks of the Yang family really have unique attainments in body training. The little cultivator in front of me can't reach the Tao realm, but this body training has penetrated deep into the internal organs. Such The embryo can be transformed into a silver zombie with only a few modifications. If you cultivate it carefully, it may become a golden zombie in the future." Xuanyuan Pun's attention was suddenly drawn to the man in the fight thirty miles away! Attracted by a monk who had just entered Taoism. Compared to Xuanyuan Pun, who watched with great interest a fight between Taoist monks dozens of miles away, Zhang Yueming stood motionless beside him, but the stiff expression on his face made it difficult to understand him. What's on your mind. "Hey, Brother Zhang, what are you thinking about, you have been in a trance for so long?" Xuanyuan Pun quickly noticed something strange about Zhang Yueming, so he asked. Zhang Yueming said "Oh", and his spiritual consciousness swept across the battle group thirty miles away, and said slightly: "Although the Yang family in Xishan has a very complete inheritance of body-building techniques, they also pay more attention to the practice of body-building techniques. , but this little cultivator was able to practice the body-building technique to such a level in the Tao realm. He must be an outstanding existence among the younger generations of the Yang family. Since Brother Xuanyuan is optimistic about this embryo and wants to kidnap it, he will do it as soon as possible, but he must You must proceed with caution." Xuanyuan Pun was a little amused when he heard this, and said, "Brother Zhang just seemed to be so confident that the Yang family in Xishan was bound to be doomed. How could he be so cautious again in the blink of an eye?" Zhang Yueming was obviously a little distracted and said: "Oh, then, Brother Xuanyuan, let's take action first." Xuanyuan Pun finally realized that Zhang Yueming seemed to have ulterior motives, and raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother Zhang, you have something to do and you want to leave first?" Zhang Yueming forced a smile on his face and said: "I'm sorry, I saw an old enemy." Xuanyuan Chu suddenly said: "That ray of light that just passed by not far away?" Zhang Yueming hesitated slightly. After a while, he still nodded and said: "Yes, I'm afraid Zhang has to leave first. There are some things that Zhang must do. Now that he has arrived in Xishan Continent, Zhang's previous promise has been completed. Of course, If Brother Xuanyuan is still willing to act together with Brother Zhang, then Zhang will naturally want it. "Xuanyuan Pun's eyes stayed on Zhang Yueming's face for a moment, and suddenly a burst of laughter came from his mouth, but his face was still full of laughter. With an indifferent expression, he said: "In that case, let's not waste Brother Zhang's time. Let a certain family do what they want." ¡ª¡ª Yang Xuanfeng's flying sword always gives people a slow and leisurely feeling when controlled. a feeling of. Unlike most flying sword cultivators who have a sharp, swift, elegant, or ghostly style, Yang Xuanfeng¡¯s flying sword can only be used in two words - heavy! "This kind of swordsmanship makes people feel that they are always slow to perform. It is naturally impossible to seize the opportunity in every aspect of the fight."??It would sound more ridiculous to take the route of striking from behind, but in fact, Yang Xuanfeng's magical swordsmanship is often to strike from behind! His flying sword is not trying to be first everywhere, nor is it attacking late and arriving first, but anticipating the enemy's attack first! That powerful and heavy sword cuts down, and no matter what kind of magical power the opponent uses, how dazzling the method is, or whether the enemy is about to be killed, he will be forced to come back to save himself by this sword. Of course, all this is based on the fact that the cultivation strength of the enemy and ours is quite different, but it is enough to prove that Yang Xuanfeng's swordsmanship style and the swordsmanship he controls are quite extraordinary. For example, the Qingyun Realm monk who is currently fighting with him, although he is one level higher than Yang Xuanfeng in terms of cultivation, the magical power in his hand is like a goddess scattering flowers, which is dizzying and can also give people a sense of An all-pervasive feeling. However, it was such a magical power that was completely crushed like a heaven and earth net. When Yang Xuanfeng controlled the stone broad sword and slashed it down with great force, it gave people a feeling of opening up the world. All the shackles and nets were here. All disappeared in an instant. The monk from Xizhou Star Palace exclaimed and quickly flew back. However, his flying sword was affected by Yang Xuanfeng's sword and instantly escaped his control, and then inexplicably hit the blade of the stone broad sword. , and then this top-notch treasure weapon, which was only one step away from the Taoist weapon, was actually split into two pieces. The monk's magic weapon broke, and he felt as if he had been hit hard. Before opening his mouth to speak, a mouthful of hard work spilled out, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed: "What kind of swordsmanship do you have?" Yang Xuanfeng controls the stone sword. Pointing at Brother Qingyun from afar, he immediately felt that his whole body was enveloped by a cold and heavy breath. This breath even penetrated into his body from the pores of his body, and then began to directly interfere with the operation of the immortal energy in his body. So much so that even his mind began to feel dizzy. "This is the 'Carved Star Sword Technique'!" A faint voice seemed to reach Brother Qingyun's ears. "Diao Xing?" The monk murmured to himself, as if he was still wondering what was so special about the name of this magical swordsmanship, but his whole body suddenly felt light, as if falling into the clouds, but then he fell into boundless darkness. among. Yang Xuanfeng reached out and made a move, and the stone broad sword slowly flew back and was inserted into the scabbard of his junior. The magical swordsmanship that Yang Xuanfeng just displayed was the "Carved Star Sword Technique" taught by the Xingyu Immortal Lord. On that day, Xingyu Immortal Master once said that this set of swordsmanship magical powers "from complex to simple, complex can be learned but simple needs to be understood", and what Yang Xuanfeng learned was only a set of twenty-seven sword techniques. It¡¯s just magic and magical power. After Yang Xuanfeng condensed his soul and advanced to the Taoist realm, this set of natal magical powers was simplified and combined after he accidentally realized it, and finally ended up with the nine-style sword formula, and the "Carving Star Sword Technique" The grade has thus become a set of Taoist magical powers. When Yang Xuanfeng was about to step forward to take off the magic weapon stored in the storage of Brother Qingyun, he suddenly heard the sound of "papa" applause coming from not far away. "Wonderful, I haven't seen such a wonderful fighting scene among Taoist cultivators for a long time." A tall monk whose tone was full of praise but whose face was indifferent was only a few meters away from Yang Xuanfeng. Appearing in the void ten feet away, it was Xuanyuan Punishment, the golden immortal of the Zombie clan who had arrived on the Xishan Continent with Zhang Yueming earlier. Yang Xuanfeng's heart trembled, and he immediately understood that the other party's cultivation strength was far superior to his, and he quickly said: "I dare not praise the senior. I have been summoned by the elders in the family, so I will leave first. The senior can come to Xishan as a guest when he has time!" As he spoke, Yang Xuanfeng His magical power of escaping light was already ready, and a hole suddenly opened in the ground, swallowing his whole body, and then closed it up. "The magical power of escaping from the earth, haha, that's interesting!" Dozens of miles away, the moment Yang Xuanfeng broke out of the ground, he summoned a flying sword and tried his best to escape in the direction of Xishan. However, a calm voice came to his ears calmly: "Kid, where are you going?" Yang Xuanfeng felt as if he was struck by lightning. He looked around and saw the person standing just before he broke out of the ground. On a high hill more than ten feet away, no matter how he moved the flying sword under his feet, it always circled around that high hill. Xuanyuan Pun's face was stiff, but he said with a smile: "My little friend, I am in need of one or two servants. You might as well join me, and I will tell you that you will be immortal right away. "How about this technique?" Yang Xuanfeng knew that the gap in cultivation between the enemy and ourselves was too great and there was no way to escape. Without saying a word, he reached out and took off a jade pendant from his waist.Crush it, and a ray of light instantly rises into the sky. "Hey, are you recruiting reinforcements?" Xuanyuan Pun didn't have time to stop Yang Xuanfeng from crushing the jade pendant, but he didn't take it to heart and still said with a smile: "I happen to be short of a lot of manpower. I heard that you Xishan Yang The monks of the clan are very successful in body training, so this is the best, and it saves me from searching for them one by one." After Xuanyuan Punished, he saw the imprisoned Yang Xuanfeng with a sneer on his face, and he was immediately unhappy in his heart. When he opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly heard a loud thunderclap above his head, and before he could raise his head, a five-color lightning bolt as thick as a bucket struck his head.