Chapter 232

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and controlled the strength of the wooden sword to a certain extent, so as not to provoke anything out again.

The fire on the red wooden sword surged, and there was a bright light at the tip of the sword. Under its light, the cold night became hot.

"Go!"

Yang Xuan suddenly drank violently. The wooden sword turned into a red streamer and stabbed out rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it pierced the black tiger's body. There was no blood flowing out, but only a trace of red mist.

The black tiger roared in pain, and the black gas shrouded in his body dissipated continuously. His body quickly fell down and fell into the trees, arousing a lot of dust.

Yang Xuan seized the opportunity and quickly rushed through the area intercepted by the black tiger.

His strike was powerful, but the consumption was not small. Coupled with a long time of floating in the air, there was little spiritual power left in his body. If he delayed, I'm afraid he can't hold on even if he has been supplemented with a spiritual stone.

Another figure followed behind him, but the speed was not fast. Yang Xuan ignored it and walked to the edge of Zhang Zhengli.

"That guy is a trouble, Yang Daoyou. How much spiritual power do you have left?"

Zhang Zhengli looked at the strong man blocked in front with a dignified face. His fingers flew and the golden long sword continued to attack him. However, the man's body was very hard. Every collision would bring out a lot of sparks, which was difficult to really hurt him.

Yang Xuan frowned and felt for a moment: "30% and 10% have to be left for escape."

"Thirty percent."

Zhang Zhengli's eyes flashed, calculated for a long time, and finally bit his teeth and patted his waist.

A stream of light quickly escaped, and an ape appeared in the air, seven or eight meters high, like a hill, which made the light in this area much darker.

"Taoist friend, although I am not a high level, I also have a brute force. Let him stand in front. How about you and me waiting for the opportunity?"

"Good!"

Yang Xuan nodded, which is undoubtedly a better choice for him, so as not to encounter a crisis. The loss of spiritual power is too large. At that time, he can't go if he wants to go.

As soon as the ape appeared, it immediately fell to the ground and obviously couldn't resist the air.

However, as Zhang Zhengli said, it has great power. Just a kick left a pair of footprints more than two feet deep on the ground. The body pulled out and went directly to the top of Yang Xuan's head. A pair of huge palms patted the strong man.

The whistling wind sounded in the air. There was no excess spiritual power fluctuation. There were only the purest and most violent physical blows.

The masked man looked up at the huge palm above. There was no emotion in his scarlet eyes. He raised his hand as if he wanted to take the blow.

As soon as Yang Xuan's eyebrows and eyes coagulated, he resolutely used his spiritual power and urged the wooden sword again, and the red light flowed

Zhang Zhengli also urged the golden long sword. In addition, he took out a rune paper from his sleeve, injected it with spiritual power, and threw it out.

The rune paper rose naturally in the air, and turned into ashes in an instant.

The long golden sword in front of the strong man suddenly stopped for a moment, and then the power suddenly soared by tens of percent. The golden man couldn't open his eyes.

"Go!"

The two men shouted in a deep voice at the same time. The golden long sword and small wooden sword shot out, one up to the center of the eyebrow and the other directly to the chest.

At this time, the strong man's hands were holding up the sky. He had just resisted the attack of Zhenshan ape. Seeing these two attacks, two red lights suddenly shot out of his scarlet pupils.

However, where can his hurried moves withstand the attack of Yang Xuan and Zhang Zhengli? The red light collapsed at the moment of contact with the two swords. The long golden sword directly pierced his chest, and black blood flowed out of it.

Yang Xuan's wooden sword also stabbed in the middle of the eyebrow. Unfortunately, its power was much worse after all. It didn't stab in, but shook his head.

But that's enough.

Suddenly hurt, coupled with the great pressure from the mountain ape above, the strong Hamilton couldn't support one and fell down.

"Right now!"

Zhang Zhengli roared, his body turned into a streamer, and ran straight to the distance. Yang Xuan didn't dare to neglect it. He adjusted the only spiritual power in his body and reluctantly followed him behind.

Shortly after they left, a huge violent noise suddenly came out in the rear. The strong man put his hand in the eyebrow of Zhenshan ape, and the blood gurgled out along his arm, forming a pool of blood on the ground.

The shocked ape's eyes were wide open and had lost its vitality.

The strong man looked up at the direction Yang Xuan and their escape, and his scarlet pupils showed hesitation.

On the other side, the Taoist priest and the white elephant were still fighting and had completely gained the upper hand. After sensing the movement on the side, he looked up and became angry.

"Fool! Where are those two friars? Go after them!"

He roared angrily, and the black fog rolled a lot faster. The white elephant had already been badly hurt. After the old Taoist suddenly increased his attack, it was faintly out of support.

The strong man listened to the old man and tilted his head. The red light in his eyes kept flashing.

"Damn it!"

The old Taoist scolded, and a little black light shot out of the black fog and rushed into the middle of the strong man's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the strong man's red eyes turned black, and the whole man was a little angry.

He first shook his hands and feet, as if he were adapting. After a long time, his body flashed and appeared in front of another human monster.

After a heavy blow, the man with most of his body decayed did not die, but his combat effectiveness decreased a lot.

The strong man raised his hand and grabbed the man's head. A steady stream of black gas gushed out of the head and entered the strong man's body along his arm.

"Sure enough, there are still some difficulties in controlling these high cultivation people, and their intelligence is too low. They still need to be improved."

He murmured a sentence, looked at the direction Yang Xuan and their escape, threw the person who turned into a corpse aside at will, and his body immediately turned into a black streamer and chased up.

Jiang is on the southwest border, among the mountains.

Yang Xuan closely followed Zhang Zhengli's back, kept his body floating with the help of Lingshi, and flew rapidly to the north.

Zhang Zhengli didn't fly with all his strength. In order to take care of Yang Xuan, he even deliberately slowed down his speed.

"Yang Daoyou, hold on. The old Taoist's cultivation is very high. If he doesn't stay far away, I'm afraid he will catch up with him."

He turned his head and said in a deep voice, but soon he saw Yang Xuan's dignified look and couldn't help but feel a clatter in his heart.

"Something is catching up behind. I'm afraid it's the big man."

Yang Xuan has a heavenly eye, and the sensing range has increased a lot these days. In addition, the big man didn't hide the fluctuation of cultivation, so it's not hard to find it.