Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

With the expansion of the scope of Zhou Hanzheng's fleeing, the golden clam water that Li Yun carried with him soon ran out, and they did not dare to use their spiritual sense to sweep each other, so Yan Zhengming had no choice but to help Li Yun maintain the formation while ordering Han Yuan to use the There are a lot of simple wood bird charms carved on the small wooden board. This kind of spell is very elementary. It was improved by Li Yun, a small animal lover. , is not easily detected.

... It's just that Han Yuan's hands are a little wet, and the transformed birds seem to have two extra legs, they can fly well, but they will curl up into a ball when they walk.

For the whole night, Li Yun didn't dare to leave at all, and he was exhausted physically and mentally when he set up the formation. Seeing Dongfang's pale belly, he finally couldn't help asking: "How long will this take?"

"Hurry up," Yan Zhengming said firmly, "This person is running around here and there, and he is not an idler. It is impossible for him to spend so much time entangled here."

This time the head of Yan was right again - sure enough, after dawn, Zhou Hanzheng couldn't wait any longer.

At this time, the sea was already sunny and sunny. A masked man looked at Zhou Hanzheng's face and advised, "My lord, it's useless to stay here for a long time. Let's go back as soon as possible, so we don't want to cause trouble?"

Zhou Han thought about it for a moment, and also felt that it was meaningless to spend time with this hidden and ignorant person. He had already achieved all the goals of this trip, and he was almost ready to retire, so he nodded.He turned his head and looked around the small island surrounded by mountains and mist because of the illusion, and said loudly: "I don't know where the island is. Zhou is just using the land to settle down, and he has no malicious intentions. If there is any offence, please forgive me." .”

Li Yun let out a sigh of relief when he heard this, and immediately almost lost his strength, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice: "God, I'm willing to go."

They are actually less than a hundred feet away from Zhou Hanzheng at this moment, just behind a hill, and they can hear what Zhou Hanzheng is saying without using those eyeliners.

Yan Zhengming didn't say a word. He used the spell to bless the formation for a whole night. The only carving knife on his body was returned to Han Yuan, so he had to use an ordinary sword. It is also the first time for Yan Zhengming to cross this threshold, and sometimes he can't control it well, and the fresh air on the spell will scurry around.This left his hands covered with fine wounds, but his face was always covered with a faint gloom. Hearing that Zhou Han was about to leave, he was not happy.

When will he be able to stand upright and fight that Zhou surname like a human being?

Zhou Han didn't wait for the islander to reply, and didn't care too much, just said: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he took the masked man with his sword and rose up, but Zhou Han had just risen into the air when he suddenly felt a line of sight. His cultivation base is not weak, and his senses are naturally very sensitive. He instinctively followed the line of sight and stretched out his hand. Caught a... four-legged bird.

Zhou Han was furrowing his brows, he really didn't know what kind of strange species it was, and then his heart suddenly moved, he grabbed the bird's neck and strangled it to death, the struggling bird turned into a somewhat rough spell under his nose .

Zhou Han was gently breaking the talisman, and the talisman was broken into two pieces, and the fresh air in it was naturally slack. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the person who carved the talisman was not very skilled.

Yan Zhengming suddenly "thumped" in his heart, thinking: "It's broken."

Zhou Han put the tip of his nose close to the cracked charm like a hound, and sniffed it. His expression changed slightly, and then he seemed to think of something. His tightly locked brows suddenly opened, revealing a somewhat ferocious half-smile: "I think it is Who, this is really easy to come by..."

He didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to scan it before, because he was afraid that there would be someone with higher cultivation than him on the island. Once his spiritual sense was discovered and suppressed, he would immediately retaliate. At this time, Zhou Han knew about the island's It was Yan Zhengming and the others, who immediately had no more scruples. His voice fell silent, and his sense of coercion swept across the entire island. There is nowhere to hide.

Zhou Han was standing in the air with his sword in his hand, he smiled leisurely and said, "Master Yan, anyway, I also taught you a lesson in the lecture hall, didn't I become a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of my life? See you?"

After finishing speaking, he swung his long sleeves, and there was a burst of lightning and thunder on the Sansi fan, rushing into Li Yun's formation, smashing the seemingly useless psychedelic formation to pieces in an instant.

If Li Yun was hit hard, she slumped to the ground for a while, and couldn't stand up for a long time.

Yan Zhengming reached out to catch him, and helped him to the side. His face was a little uglier than Li Yun's, and then he stood up without saying a word, and was about to walk out with his sword in hand.

Han Yuan turned pale with shock: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Yan Zhengming's face sank like water, and he kept walking: "Don't follow."

Han Yuanchang never took any trouble at such an age. He looked at Li Yun and then at the puddle. At first he was completely at a loss, and his mind went blank for a moment. Then he took a deep breath and ran after him.

Zhou Han was looking at Yan Zhengming with admiration and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and the head of Yan is as if he has been reborn, which is really gratifying."

Yan Zhengming suddenly understood Cheng Qian's mood of "not saying anything, but drawing swords". He has never hated a person like this. The taste of hatred is terrifying, but it seems to be a shot in the arm. A source of endless power.

The sky is clear and clear on the island, and the young leader is full of murderous intent.

With the juniors and younger junior sisters behind him, it was inevitable for him to fight anyway. Yan Zhengming didn't want to talk nonsense, so he drew his sword and rushed forward.

Zhou Hanzheng didn't take the move, instead, he followed his two masked men and stood up with swords on the left and right, blocking Yan Zhengming's way.

Zhou Han was watching leisurely, and said with emotion: "Fuyao—the nine-story mountain went straight into the sky, and the power came out frequently. Stamping the feet, the world would shake a bit. What a majesty, I didn't expect that there would be people living in the mountains. One day, the fate of the world, is really elusive."

Yan Zhengming broke through the handprints of the two masked men with a sword, and his whole body turned into a ray of light, heading straight towards Zhou Hanzheng. The wind of the sword blew Zhou Hanzheng's robes into a rattling sound, but he was so contemptuous that he didn't even have a fan. When it was opened, there was a light "ding" sound from the end of the Sansi fan, and then a thunderbolt shot out with flames in it, and it knocked Yan Zhengming's sword out of a tooth.

"If it was in the past, with the master Yan's cultivation, I'm afraid even the disciples in the inner hall would not be able to enter," Zhou Han said with a smile, "you hang the seal of the master around your neck, don't you think it's too stressful? Why don't I do it? Help you share one or two-"

All of a sudden, his five fingers turned into claws, and it was as if a dark cloud and whirlwind had swept over his palm. It was pitch black, and he grabbed Yan Zhengming's chest condescendingly.

Yan Zhengming dodged sideways and slashed with the horizontal sword, but he felt a huge shock in his wrist.

That Zhou Hanzheng's claws were engulfed in the aura of diamond, not only didn't half of his nails fall off after being hit by the sword, on the contrary, it grew several times larger, and the top of Zi Yan Zhengming's head was pressed down to cover the sky and the sun.

At this moment, Yan Zhengming heard Han Yuan's voice shouting: "Come on! Your grandpa rewards you with a big mouth!"

Yan Zhengming's heart skipped a few beats, and when he looked down, he saw Han Yuan, Li Yun, and others who had been left by him behind the hill came out, and the two masked men went straight to them. Li Yun and Han Yuan, who was completely half-baked, fought together, and dangers appeared frequently for a while.

With just a moment's distraction, Zhou Hanzheng's giant hand covering the sky was already approaching. Yan Zhengming had no choice but to fight to get injured, and "backfired" with a sword against the wind. He went all out, planning to die with Zhou Hanzheng's hand.

But he was willing to fight, but Zhou Hanzheng regretted his life so much, he had no choice but to retreat, Zhou Hanzheng said: "It's strange, dare the rabbit bite people when it is anxious."

Unexpectedly, just as he retreated, a frost-like sword light suddenly struck from behind, Zhou Hanzheng's heart trembled, and the Sansi Fan finally opened with a "swipe", and a pillar of thunder and fire slapped out with his backhand.

The thunder pillar fell into the sea, and the raging waves almost burst out a water dragon, and the falling water droplets turned into a salty rain on the deserted island.

Zhou Han was cautiously stepping back two feet, when he saw someone coming behind him, his eyes shrank immediately - it was actually Cheng Qian.

When Cheng Qian landed on the island reef, his image was already like a beggar with soaked hair, and then he was trained by Wen Ya with a few distractions, and his clothes were like rags for dogs to chew on. up.But when Yan Zhengming first saw his ghostly appearance, the murderous intent entrenched in his chest disappeared immediately.

Head Yan now knows how promising he is. When he saw Cheng Qian, he almost burst into tears. He opened his mouth, but was speechless for a while.

Cheng Qian's gaze swept across his groggy bear face, but suddenly he felt like someone had been looking forward to him. Knowing that the occasion was not right, he still couldn't help but bend his eyes slightly.

Isn’t what a person wants in life just to go home covered in stars and moon, covered in wind and frost, and someone angrily pulls the door open from the inside and shouts, “Where are you going to die again?”?

Zhou Hanzheng didn't see Cheng Qian before, but he didn't take it to heart - in his eyes, this group of half-grown children who were struggling to survive in the cracks had nothing to make him take it to heart except for the sect behind them. Capsize in the gutter.

Zhou Hanzheng caught Cheng Qian's eyes at the lecture hall back then. Now that the boy has grown up a few years, he has calmed down a lot on the outside, but inside he hasn't changed at all. Unexpectedly good match - but Zhou Han was admiring, but he didn't pay much attention to Cheng Qian's humble cultivation. He smiled slightly and said, "Why, the little fellow Taoist also wants to learn from me?"

"Senior Zhou misunderstood, I didn't mean that." Cheng Qian first nodded to him politely holding the frost blade, and the next moment, he was caught off guard and urged the spirit-gathering jade given to him by Master Wen Ya.

Zhou Han just felt that his whole body was not good at the first level, and then he found that his true energy seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and the turnover was extremely stagnant, and the whole person's realm was suppressed by at least [-]%.

Zhou Hanzheng was horrified in his heart, what the hell kind of exercise is this?

Cheng Qian didn't give him any time to react, and Frost Blade, with the power of the sea tide, gave Zhou Han a rightful blow to the head.

The man surnamed Zhou retreated three feet one after another in a disgraceful manner. Because his cultivation base was suddenly suppressed, his indestructible body-protecting essence was gone, and Frost Blade's sword unceremoniously tore his front lapel open , Immediately the skin and flesh came out.

"The juniors are not here to discuss," Cheng Qian finished the second half of his sentence in a warm voice, "he is here to silence."

Everyone was stunned by this turn of events. Han Yuan, who was left behind by the masked man, coughed a few times, stretched his neck to look around, and murmured, "Is that little brother? Is he possessed by something?" ?”

The puddle opened its mouth wide, accidentally splashed a mouthful of seawater, and hurriedly spit it out.

"It's not Xiao Qian who has become stronger, it's Zhou Hanzheng," Li Yun quickly realized, "Look at him, he suddenly couldn't even stand upright, and his body-protecting essence is gone!"

Yan Zhengming thought anxiously: "During this time when this kid disappeared, what kind of dubious people did he meet? What heresy did he learn?"

On the one hand, without losing the chain, they stopped the masked men who were trying to go up to reinforce their master.

Seeing that the water vapor on the deserted island was stirred up by the sea tide swordsmanship, it surged in fine pieces in the air, and then it was frozen into hoarfrost again. Zhou Han said in horror: "Wait...that is the frost blade of the fierce sword? Why is it in your hand? inside?"

Cheng Qian ignored him, and the thin frost formed a whirlpool with a wave of his hand, the bottom was as sharp as an ice cone, reaching Zhou Han's eyebrows.

Zhou Hanzheng never expected that such a killer at such a young age would not even hesitate at all. He shouted angrily, and the Sansi fan was blown by the sea wind like sifting chaff, but the power of thunder and fire around the fan was obviously suppressed by the sky full of frost.He swung his fan violently, almost unable to hold his breath, and just now summoned a thunderous wind, which rushed away the ice cones that were pressing in front of him. Convergence, there is a tendency to fight stronger and stronger!

Zhou Han was backing back again and again, while attacking the inexplicable restraints on his body with real energy like a headless chicken, while staring fiercely at Cheng Qian: "Little ghost, I advise you not to do anything absolutely, or you will regret it."

Cheng Qian wanted to laugh when he heard this, and thought to himself, why don't you use this sentence to encourage yourself when you are domineering?

He held the Imperial Sword Jue in his hand, and chased Zhou Hanzheng with the frost-edged sword like an arrow flying from the string.

Zhou Han was biting the bullet and went up, when the thunder and frost collided in the air, with a "boom", the earth shook and the mountains shook. At this moment, Cheng Qian's true energy was more abundant than Zhou Han who was suppressed by the Juling Jade, and he had just realized the tide The trick of the sword, he didn't even leave room for the opponent to breathe.

Zhou Han was blocking three blows in a row, bleeding out on the spot.

Cheng Qian's "killing and killing" really didn't have any water, even though the three consecutive swords almost emptied his true essence, he didn't care, relying on his own spirit-gathering jade, he took a breath again, jumped up, stretched out his hand to grab it back Frost Blade put all the years of repression and hatred into this sword, and it was about to kill Zhou Han by the sword.

Zhou Hanzheng's pupils were almost shrunk to the point of a needle. In desperation, he threw the Sansi Fan out of his hands. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and picked up a series of extremely complicated hand formulas. The sky that had been clear just now suddenly turned gloomy, and the thick clouds billowed like smoke. Coming, Zhou Han was desperately trying to get rid of the treasured fan, and barely blocked Cheng Qian for a moment, only to hear the sound of cracking silk, the fan that was surging with wind and thunder could not be as powerful as the ancient fierce sword, it was torn in half by the frost blade on the spot, and it was torn to pieces It fell to the ground rotten.

That Zhou Han couldn't break through the restrictions around him no matter what, so he jumped over the wall in a hurry, and used his own flesh and blood as a lure to attract the Nine Heavens God Thunder!

Cheng Qian's eyes were red, and the power of heaven was overshadowed, but he didn't even raise his head, he only wanted to kill Zhou Hanzheng wholeheartedly, and ignored everything else.

Yan Zhengming on the side had just knocked the two masked men to the ground, and when he heard the movement and looked back, he was frightened out of his wits.

He accelerated the speed of the toothless broken sword under his feet, inserted into the battle situation like a gust of wind, intercepted Cheng Qian by the waist, and rushed to the side, Tianlei almost brushed his back, Yan Zhengming It felt like all the hairs on his body were stirred by the wind and thunder and exploded.

There was a huge earthquake on the deserted island, and even the sea was shocked, and suddenly there was a large blackened pit on the ground.

Yan Zhengming was temporarily shaken by lightning and thunder, so he couldn't hear or see clearly. He touched Cheng Qian's collar by feeling, grabbed it in his hand, and roared: "What the hell are you doing!"

Cheng Qian's situation was not much better than his. He only felt that the senior brother's chest was shaking, and he didn't hear what he said at all, so he yelled back: "What are you calling? I can't hear you!"

Yan Zhengming slapped him fiercely on the back of the head. Cheng Qian almost lost his strength with that sword just now, but he was unprepared at this moment, and was stunned by his slap and nodded heavily, hitting Yan Zhengming's forehead. shoulder.

But before he had time to raise his head, the hand that committed the murder just now pressed on the back of his head without a doubt—Yan Zhengming held him firmly in his arms.

For a moment, Yan Zhengming's hands trembled tightly, as if waking up from a nightmare, or as if he was surviving after a catastrophe.

There is nothing in the world that can give him such comfort as this dirty flesh and blood.

Thousands of words suddenly surged in his heart, but for a moment he didn't know where to start, as if he had grasped something vaguely, and at the same time he couldn't help being at a loss, before he could straighten it out, the roar of thunder had passed, and Cheng Qian, this unsightly thing, rubbed it. Pushing him away with the back of his head, he announced to Yan Zhengming's recovered hearing: "I haven't killed that Zhou, I'll tell you later."

Yan Zhengming: "..."

Although he himself didn't know what he was going to say, the feeling of being choked back was really ecstasy.

Zhou Hanzheng was suppressed by the Juling Jade, and was injured one after another. In the end, he attracted the thunder with his body, and his meridians were almost completely destroyed.

His mouth was full of blood, and he raised his three white eyes, staring at Cheng Qian who was walking towards him, and could only make a "ho ho" sound in his throat. He tried to get up several times, but fell back to the ground again, his muscular fingers were dead Caught dead in the mud, leaving several bloodstains, it looked extremely terrifying.

It's a pity that Cheng Qian has a hard heart, facing this person, he will neither soften his heart nor be afraid, so he walked over directly, intending to end Zhou Hanzheng with a sword.

However, at this moment, Zhou Hanzheng suddenly revealed a ghostly smile, and there was a "woo" sound in the sleeve of his robe. Cheng Qian frowned, feeling that something was wrong. The next moment, a sharp voice came from behind him. the wind.

Cheng Qian knew that he wanted to hide, but because he used too much force just now, he was already unable to do what he wanted——

There was a sharp pain in his back, and a hand stabbed from his back to his front, piercing through his chest.