Chapter 1012 Lord Chiyang

Half an hour later.

A cloud of purple blood mist galloped across the ground, with streaks of purple electricity ejecting from the surface of the blood mist, like a panicked bird with wings of purple electricity.

And a hundred feet behind this purple blood mist, a flying sword broke through the air and chased after him. The light of the seven stars on the surface of the flying sword flows, emitting the powerful power of the sword domain and transforming into a shining dragon shape.

The silver dragon pounces on food, and the flying birds run for their lives.

This purple blood mist is very fast, but the flying sword behind it is even faster.

The distance between the two is constantly being shortened.

Ninety feet...eighty feet...thirty feet...

"Xu Yang, the test we agreed on is not over yet, why did you run away, and you ran faster than a rabbit." Lan Xingjun's contemptuous voice came from above the flying sword.

Xu Yang, who was in the purple blood mist, ignored him and kept using his blood escape technique. If he encountered rocks, he would pass through them. If he encountered trees, he would crush them to pieces with the purple blood barrier.

Running in a straight line, crackling all the way, without caring.

"No matter how fast the rabbit runs, it can never escape the pursuit of the flying eagle." Lan Xingjun's voice came out again and was still in his ears.

Twenty feet...ten feet...

As time goes by, the distance between the two becomes shorter and shorter.

At this moment, a sword energy visible to the naked eye was spit out from the tip of the flying sword.

The sword energy flew around like a shooting star.

boom!

This sword energy chased the tail of the purple blood mist and exploded suddenly.

The purple blood mist traveling at high speed was like a fast horse encountering a stumbling rope. Its momentum was blocked, and it suddenly veered off the direction and plunged down suddenly.

boom!

Blood mist fell to the ground, purple demonic energy rolled, and a pit exploded. The blood mist converged, revealing Xu Yang's true form.

Before Xu Yang could stand firm, the flying sword behind him had already caught up to him.

The surface of the flying sword spit out a blue aura, and the aura swirled, revealing the true form of Blue Star Lord.

"Xu Yang! Stay with me!" Lan Xingjun looked at where Xu Yang was and shouted.

At the same time, Lan Xingjun turned up his big sleeves.

Clusters of pale silver star wind rolled out from his wide cuffs, and in an instant turned into a sword array of stars all over the sky. The sword array is arranged in an orderly manner, taking on the shape of a flying eagle, but the sword energy in it is the blade of stars.

The next moment, Xu Yang's body fell into the Star Blade.

In order to stop Xu Yang faster, Lan Xingjun did not activate the Seven Star Sword, but directly transformed his soul power into sword energy to attack. Only those who have cultivated to the half-step virtual fairyland like Lan Xingjun can do this easily.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The array of sword energy bombarded the world.

A hundred feet in radius are all covered in fly ash.

After the power of the sword formation dissipated, Lord Lanxing stood in the air, holding the Seven-Star Sword in one hand, pointing at the position where Xu Yang was just now, and loudly said: "Xu Yang, our Yu Dao Sect has always acted openly and aboveboard. The test we agreed on before , How can you give up halfway? Since you choose to escape, don't blame me for being ruthless under the Seven Star Sword."

Lan Xingjun said it sonorously and forcefully, as if he slashed Xu Yang with his sword because Xu Yang owed him.

Xu Yang was silent.

"Is he dead?" Lan Xingjun frowned, "With Xu Yang's ability, the sword energy attack just now will not kill him."

When the flying dust dispersed, Lan Xingjun didn't see any trace of Xu Yang's body.

All he could see was a wooden pile that was cut all over and almost shattered.

"What?" Lan Xingjun's eyes widened, "Is it the Wood Escape Clone Technique?"

"This?" Lan Xingjun was holding the Seven Star Sword in one hand, trembling all over, "Well, Xu Yang, you have some tricks up your sleeve. But even if you can deceive me this time, you can't escape from my grasp."

Lan Xingjun's figure landed firmly on the ground and threw the Seven Star Sword in front of him.

The tip of the Seven-Star Sword points downward, splashing circles of starlight ripples on the ground like a silver dragon entering water, and then magically burrows into the soil.

Lan Xingjun quickly squatted down and pressed his hands on the ground.

Using both palms hard, a supreme cultivation level was crazily injected into the ground.

Circles of bright silver star patterns, centered on his palms, spread out like a tide, thousands of feet away in the blink of an eye.

A huge star formation was completed.

In the star pattern formation, the light and shadow of the Seven-Star Sword are reflected. The tip of the Seven-Star Sword swings left and right, and finally points in a certain direction.

Lan Xingjun stood up and closed the technique.

Opposite him, there was a bang, and a silver dragon burst out of the ground. The silver dragon came into his hand and turned into the main body of the Seven Star Sword.

"Xu Yang's clone technique is so good that he deceived my consciousness. And his body has already escaped a hundred miles away. If I want to catch up with him again, it will be difficult to do so in a short time. Just now the Seven-Star Sword Sword The direction indicated should be near Red Feather Peak." Lan Xingjun looked in one direction and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Xu Yang, this is within the scope of our Yudao Sect for hundreds of miles. It's not that easy to escape. of."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Xingjun's figure disappeared in a mass of blue stars.

...

At this moment, Xu Yang's real body was wrapped in a purple blood mist and was galloping towards the south.

The white feather peak behind him is getting smaller and smaller.

"I just sacrificed a clone with the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit and used the blood escape technique. I lost more than ten years of life energy. Fortunately, I successfully lured Lord Lanxing away. I didn't expect that I, Xu Xiaoxian, would be barbaric in trying to escape this time. Fighting." Xu Yang joked in his heart.

At this time, a red peak came into view in the direction Xu Yang was heading.

Red Feather Peak.

As one of the seven peaks of Yu Dao Men, it is located on the south side of the entire Yu Dao Men.

It is said that Chiyu Peak was originally a volcano, but it has been silent for thousands of years without erupting.

Deep in the crater of the peak of Chiyu Peak, there is a flame underground palace. If it is dark, the magma fire in the flame underground palace will illuminate the sky above the crater red for a whole day, like a fire phoenix flying in the sky, hence the name Chiyu Peak.

Xu Yang looked at the Chiyu Peak getting closer and closer, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I rushed all the way south, but I was getting closer and closer to this Chiyu Peak. Chiyu Jun, the peak master of Chiyu Peak, is second only to Lan Xing Jun in the entire Yu Dao Seven Peaks. His combat power is comparable to that of Lord Qionghua Jun of Baiyu Peak. If he suddenly appears here and stops me at this moment, wouldn't I have no way back and fall into the trap?" Xu Yang muttered in his heart.

At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook.

The surface of the earth was torn apart like cracks, and streams of red lava rolled out from the cracks. Its appearance reminded Xu Yang of the magic fire land near the red stone rock when he was in the Qinghuo Demon Realm. However, there was no trace of magic in the lava ground at this moment, but it was full of the unique aura of Confucianism.

"This is not an earthquake, it is the formation of the Yudao Sect." Xu Yang made a quick judgment.

As the ground fire became more and more prosperous, rows of red seal characters filled the ground, and the powerful force of the rock fire formation was instantly connected into pieces.

Xu Yang's flying figure suddenly turned and turned to another direction.

Boom!

Countless lava swords spewed out from the ground of the rock fire formation, as terrifying as a volcanic eruption.

Fortunately, Xu Yang's blood sacrifice flying technique turned quickly enough, otherwise he would be trapped in the lava fire rain.

But at this moment, opposite Xu Yang, I don't know when, there was an extra person.

It was a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

This person was wearing a fire-colored Confucian robe, and his figure was as tall as a tower, with a handsome appearance. He was carrying a huge red sword on his shoulder, which was very eye-catching. It was called a sword, but it looked more like a door panel, because the sword was too big, there was no sword case, and there was no need to hide the blade. Or, the sword could not hide the blade, because the blade had its own flowing fire, and it would probably burn if placed in the sword case.

It was none other than Chiyang Jun, the master of Chiyu Peak.

Among the seven masters of Yudao Sect, there were three masters with the longest qualifications, and they were also recognized as the three with the strongest combat power. In addition to Lanxing Jun, the master of Lanyu Peak, and Qionghua Jun, the master of Baiyu Peak, it was Chiyang Jun, the master of Chiyu Peak in front of him.

Chiyang Qianli, Liehuo Jun, was the name of Chiyang Jun.

Chiyang Jun on the opposite side did not speak, but just took the red fire sword from his shoulder, held it in his hand, and held it horizontally in front of him.

On the surface of the red fire sword, there was a flying dragon shape, and a low dragon roar was faintly emitted, revealing a day of scorching heat, but it was chilling.

Xu Yang had just

tried desperately to use the blood escape technique to dodge the lava array on the ground and turned in one direction, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by Chi Yang Jun head-on. It was too late to change direction again, so he simply withdrew the blood escape technique.

Rumble, a burst of earth and rocks flew.

A ball of purple blood mist rolled out a gully more than ten feet long on the ground like a rolling chariot.

The blood mist dissipated, revealing Xu Yang's body, and slid forward for another ten feet, shaking his body, and then barely stood still.

If he rushed forward for a distance, I'm afraid Xu Yang would fall into the arms of Chi Yang Jun on the opposite side.

Xu Yang stared at the red fire sword in Chi Yang Jun's hand. The side blade of the red fire sword was more than two feet long, but it was extremely sharp, flashing a dazzling brilliance.

"Just when I was talking about Chi Yang Jun, he appeared. If I had moved forward a little more, my neck would have hit the blade of the red fire sword in his hand, and the head on my neck would have fallen to the ground with a thud." Xu Yang muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but touch his neck with his hand, and a cool breeze blew.

Xu Yang patted the dust off his body with his hand, pretending to be calm, and quickly calculated in his mind: "As the leader of Chi Yu Peak of Yu Dao Sect, Chi Yang Jun's actual combat power exceeds that of the same level Tian Jie Realm cultivators. In the previous Qingyun Pavilion trial, if Liu Haiyu had not won by fighting with the sword spirit, he would never be his opponent in a head-on fight. Next, I will probably not get any advantage in fighting with him, and Lan Xing Jun is still chasing behind..."

Although Xu Yang is not actually very old, he has spent sixty years in the nightmare beast dream twice, and his mental ability is far beyond his peers.

Xu Yang deliberately looked up at the sky, and then said calmly: "Lord Chiyang, what a coincidence. The weather is good today, and I happened to be jogging here in the morning. I didn't expect to meet you, Lord Chiyu, practicing sword here. The great sword in your hand is so majestic and domineering, which makes people envious."

Xu Yang clasped his fists slightly, "Stop disturbing you, goodbye."

As he spoke, Xu Yang stepped back a few steps.

But the opposite Chiyang took two big steps forward, and the distance between him and Xu Yang seemed to be closer.

"Lord Chiyang, your red fire sword is so heavy in your hand, it's better to carry it on your shoulder to make it easier." Xu Yang secretly clenched his fists.

Lord Chiyang said loudly: "Now that I have the Red Fire Sword in my hand, I have to play with it. I want to practice swordsmanship, and practice with you."

"No, no, no," Xu Yang waved his hand, "I am not a swordsman, and my cultivation is pitifully low. If I accompany Lord Chiyang to practice swordsmanship, wouldn't it waste your time?"

While speaking, Xu Yang took the opportunity to step back a few steps.

The face of Lord Chiyang on the opposite side turned cold and he said loudly: "Our Yudao Sect has always been upright. To tell you the truth, I followed Lord Blue Star's instructions and have been waiting here for you for a long time. Lord Blue Star said, if I were here When I meet you, I will test you with the power of the three swords. If you can withstand the power of the three swords in my hand, you can leave safely..."

Chiyang Jun said nothing in the middle of his words. He lightly touched the surface of the red fire sword with his fingers. The flaming dragon shape on the surface of the red fire sword suddenly solidified and let out a terrifying dragon roar. It caused the void to tremble.

"It's so hot," Xu Yang wiped his forehead with his hand and caught the words of Lord Chiyang opposite him and said: "Otherwise, my neck will be the sharpening stone for the red fire sword in Lord Chiyang's hand. Lord Chiyang, please rest assured. , I, Xu Xiaoxian, have a very hard neck, and I will definitely polish the red fire sword in your hand to be tough and sharp."

Hearing this, Lord Chiyang smiled slightly: "Xu Yang, in a life-and-death situation, you still have the skills to talk, and you really have some courage. I want to remind you that anyone who is struck by my red fire sword will eventually be killed by the power of the flames. Burned to ashes."

After saying that, Lord Chi Yang pointed the tip of the red fire sword at Xu Yang opposite him.

Xu Yang's heart tightened: "Not long ago, I was pointed at by Blue Star Lord with the seven-star sword, and now I am pointed at by Lord Chiyang with the red fire sword. I, Xu Xiaoxian, hate being pointed at by sword cultivators the most."

The sword cultivator points his sword at his opponent, and what follows will be a fierce kendo battle with the sword cultivator's name on the line.

Not to be outdone, Xu Yang pointed his finger at the opposite side and said loudly: "If you want to fight, then fight!"

The east wind blows and the war drums beat. Who has Xu Xiaoxian been afraid of?