Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Wong Tai Sin stood up amid the tense atmosphere and looked at Yin Zeyang coldly.

“Yin Zeyang, the grudge between you and me should not involve innocent people.

Tonight, I am willing to fight you in single combat to resolve the conflict between us."

Hua Daxian had a loud voice, his eyes were bloodshot, and his words were like a stone that caused a thousand waves.

Any powerful cultivator can find that Huang Daxian’s strength is obviously two steps lower than Yin Zeyang’s in the Tianling realm.

Moreover, both sides are now ready to fight. Their Moon Protection Alliance has the advantage and there is no need for a one-on-one fight.

However, from what Hua Daxian said, it was obvious that he was worried that other cultivators in the Moon Protection Alliance would be punished by the sect because of this matter.

At this time, the cultivators of the Moon Protection Alliance looked at Huang Daxian's figure, which instantly seemed taller.

In the world of cultivation, the law of the jungle prevails, and those in charge always try to shirk responsibility. People like Wong Tai Sin who take full responsibility for the consequences of everyone's actions are rare.

After hearing this, Yin Zeyang sneered, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Wong Tai Sin, you are courting death.

Do you think that with your little skill, you can compete with me?"

"Wong Tai Sin, why are you doing this?

Your strength is not as good as Yin Zeyang's, and a one-on-one fight would be a death sentence." Seeing this, Hei Feng immediately stepped forward, his eyes full of worry.

Huang Daxian waved his hand, signaling Heifeng not to say anything more, "Heifeng, I know you care about me.

But what happened tonight concerns not only my personal honor and disgrace, but also the dignity of the Moon Protection Alliance.

If I can resolve this crisis by myself, I will be willing to die."

Fairy Yuehua was listening quietly in the distance, with a hint of approval in her eyes.

She admired Wong Tai Sin's bravery and spirit of sacrifice.

Fairy Yuehua's voice suddenly sounded, flowing into everyone's heart like a clear spring, "You don't have to face all this alone.

The Moon Guardian Alliance is a collective that advances and retreats together."

Yin Zeyang's face became even gloomier. He did not expect that Fairy Yuehua would publicly support Wong Tai Sin.

If he cannot completely defeat Wong Tai Sin tonight, his prestige in the Taiyin Holy Land will plummet.

"Fairy Yuehua, are you going to interfere openly?" Yin Zeyang's voice was threatening, "Do you really think that you can stop me with your people?"

Fairy Yuehua smiled faintly, and her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, she appeared in front of Yin Zeyang, and the two were very close to each other.

When Huang Daxian saw this, he suddenly said.

"I know that the fairy is righteous, but I want to prove to everyone that the person the fairy has chosen is not a coward even if he is not as strong as others."

When Huang Daxian said this, his eyes were bloodshot and there was a crystal glow in them, and Fairy Yuehua felt inexplicably cold.

She never expected that Wong Tai Sin would say such words. These words not only filled her heart with warmth, but also aroused the blood in her heart.

Fairy Yuehua looked at Huang Daxian again and became angry. There were really too few cultivators like him who were so loyal and righteous in the world of cultivation.

She was used to the intrigues and deceptions in the world of cultivation, but now Wong Tai Sin made her feel so special.

"Please help me, fairy!"

Hua Daxian suddenly bowed and spoke, his voice revealing a firmness and an indomitable spirit.

"Yin Zeyang, your arrogance and conceit will end tonight." Fairy Yuehua's voice was cold and firm, "I will give you a fair chance. If you can beat Huang Daxian, I will no longer interfere in your affairs.

But if you lose, then you and your followers will never cause any trouble to the Moon Guardian Alliance again. Otherwise, even though you are Elder Yin’s disciple, I can still openly grind you to ashes.”

Yin Zeyang's pupils suddenly contracted. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Fairy Yuehua, a power that he could not match.

"Above and above board?"

He didn't expect that Fairy Yuehua would make such a great determination for Wong Tai Sin.

Killing him blatantly means that even if it violates the rules of the holy land, he must be killed.

When Yin Zeyang thought about how Huang Daxian, who entered the Taiyin Holy Land base, was favored by Fairy Yuehua, he was extremely jealous.

"Accept it." Yin Zeyang gritted his teeth and said, "But if you lose, the Moon Guarding Alliance must be disbanded, and you must kowtow to me and make amends."

Fairy Yuehua did not answer, but just waved her hand lightly, motioning Huang Daxian to come forward, as if Yin Zeyang had just farted and it was particularly smelly, and she waved her hand to fan it clean.

Huang Daxian took a deep breath, knowing that this battle not only concerned his own life and death, but also the fate of the entire Moon Protection Alliance.

The two men slowly walked towards the center of the martial arts arena, and the monks around them made way, forming a huge open space.

The light from the torches illuminated the venue, and everyone held their breath, waiting for this life-and-death duel.

"Huang Daxian is so loyal that he is willing to risk his life for Fairy Yuehua and the Moon Protection Alliance." A female monk said with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, his loyalty is evident to all. We are ashamed of ourselves." Another male monk nodded in agreement, with a hint of shame in his tone.

"Huang Daxian's action is enough to prove his loyalty to Fairy Yuehua. It turns out that there is a reason why Yuehua values ​​him." An old monk stroked his beard with a look of approval.

Fairy Yuehua stood on the high platform, looking at Huang Daxian with gentle eyes, her heart full of gratitude.

However, Elder Yin's faction scoffed at Wong Tai Sin's challenge.

"Hmph, Huang Daxian really overestimates his own abilities. Does he think he can win the appreciation of Fairy Yuehua in this way?" A confidant of Elder Yin said with a sneer.

"That's right. He is just a clown. It's ridiculous that he dared to challenge Yin Zeyang." Another follower of Elder Yin also echoed.

"Just wait and see, Yin Zeyang will let him know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is." One of Elder Yin's disciples said viciously.

Elder Yin himself was watching coldly in the dark, with a sneer on his face.

At this time, Wong Tai Sin stood up straight, facing the discussions and gazes around him, without the slightest hesitation in his heart.

"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold; the warrior will never return once he leaves.

Explore the tiger's den and enter the dragon's palace, look up to the sky and exhale to create a white rainbow. "

As these words came to light, all the monks present were astonished. They had never expected that Wong Tai Sin had such literary talent.

The poem is so tragic that the listeners can stare with anger and point their fingers upwards, and can feel the strong passion of sacrificing one's life for justice.

The monks in the same row as Fairy Yuehua inexplicably felt sad in their hearts. Their eyes began to turn red, their fists were clenched tightly together, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

"Yohoo, you're still pretending. If you want to die, die quickly and don't waste everyone's time."

"Fuck you! If you say one more word of Alliance Leader Huang, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Following a sudden taunt from the cultivator from Elder Yin's faction, the cultivator from the Moon Protection Alliance instantly displayed their killing weapons, as if they were ready to rush over for a big fight. The murderous aura directly frightened the cultivator from Elder Yin's faction, and his body trembled violently, and he even urinated a few drops.

When Yin Zeyang saw the nearby Fairy Yuehua staring at Wong Tai Sin in a daze, he felt so envious that he was going crazy.

As a disciple of Elder Yin, he had never been favored by the goddess. This Wong Tai Sin had not seen rain for a month after entering the holy base, but he was treated like this by the goddess. When Yin Zeyang thought of this, he became crazy.

He had a cruel smile on his face as he looked at Wong Tai Sin as if he was looking at a toy that he was about to tear apart.

"Huang Daxian, your courage is commendable, but your stupidity is equally amazing." Yin Zeyang sneered, "Do you really think you have a chance to beat me?"

Wong Tai Sin did not answer, but just silently adjusted his breathing, his eyes firm and calm, without any fear or hesitation.

He and Yin Zeyang stood opposite each other, both with cold light flashing in their eyes.

"boom"

Wong Tai Sin took the lead in launching an attack. His figure was like a flash of lightning, and the long sword in his hand drew out dazzling rays of light.

Yin Zeyang greeted the challenge with a sneer. His swordsmanship was fierce and precise, and every sword carried a deadly threat.

The sword lights of the two men intertwined in the night sky, making crisp collision sounds.

Although Huang Daxian's strength is slightly inferior, his swordsmanship is agile and changeable, making it difficult for Yin Zeyang to gain an advantage for a while.

Yin Zeyang gradually gained the upper hand with his powerful strength and rich combat experience.

At this moment, the long sword in Huang Daxian's hand suddenly drew a strange trajectory in the air, pointing directly at Yin Zeyang's vitals.

Yin Zeyang's face changed. He didn't expect Huang Daxian to be so tricky.

"Ding ding ding..."

The tips of their swords collided in the air, making a loud noise.

Then, the two figures quickly separated and each retreated to a corner of the venue.

Huang Daxian's chest rose and fell slightly, his face was a little pale, but the light in his eyes became brighter.

Yin Zeyang's arms trembled slightly and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that Huang Daxian could compete with him to this extent.

"Huang Daxian, you really surprised me." Yin Zeyang sneered, "But do you think you can defeat me like this? You really underestimate me."

Huang Daxian did not answer. He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing and internal energy.

Fairy Yuehua watched the battle quietly from a distance, with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

"Rumble..."

The two figures moved quickly across the venue, swords flashing, and spells interweaving.

Yin Zeyang was as calm as a pine tree. He slowly raised the sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky.

"Yinchan Sword Technique, Devouring Life!"

As he chanted, the air around him quickly cooled down, and an icy force spread out from him.

Every swing of his sword brought a bone-chilling chill, as if it could even freeze time.

As the sword was raised, the cold light illuminated the sky, and the icy power shook the sun and the moon. The entire martial arts field seemed to be covered by a thin layer of frost.

As Yin Zeyang's sword power grew stronger, a huge shadow of a hairy ancient spider toad gradually condensed behind him, looking hideous and terrifying.

This spider toad phantom is the ultimate display of the Yin Toad Sword Technique. Its existence adds a bit of cold and poisonous power to Yin Zeyang's sword energy.

Huang Daxian was not in a hurry in the face of Yin Zeyang's strength. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his mind began to spin, and a fierce and vicious force surged out of his body. His swordsmanship seemed to be the law of the Taiyin Holy Land, but in fact, each of his swords contained the power of the netherworld, condensing into a ferocious weasel.

The weasel image was looming behind Wong Tai Sin, its eyes flashing with a faint green light, as if it could see through everything.

There was an imperceptible murderous aura in Huang Daxian's sword energy, and this force was not at all inferior when it collided with Yin Zeyang's cold and poisonous sword energy.

The sword energies of the two men collided in mid-air, making bursts of explosive sounds, like thunder.

"Did you learn this swordsmanship from a weasel? Why does it smell so much like chicken-stealing and dog-stealing?" Yin Zeyang mocked as he swung his sword.

The cold and poisonous sword energy was like ice cones, piercing towards Wong Tai Sin, while Wong Tai Sin's ferocious sword energy was like a violent storm, shattering the ice cones one by one.