143 Yanzong chased and took the opportunity to counterattack

In a palace where the gates were melted, the suzerain of Yanyang's face was gloomy, and he lowered his head and held the suzerain's token. Among them was the Xudu mark, but there was a seal engraved with the word "Fly" that was rapidly dim, indicating that Nangong Feiyan was dead.

"Who is it?" The patriarch of Yanyang roared hoarsely. Although there was a trace of grief, it was more anger that Yanyang Sect's prestige was damaged. Zhenyang Immortal was not obvious at ordinary times. He was the leader of Yanyang Sect. After tens of thousands of years of experience, he had already regarded the sect as his own painstaking efforts and would never allow anyone to destroy it, even his reputation.

But now, an immortal new master who spent countless resources to cultivate in the sect has died inexplicably, and he is his apprentice. In addition, another immortal fairy was killed by the dragon, and the two of them have fallen. This is an extremely heavy blow, making his anger burn to the extreme.

"If you dare to kill people under the eyes of me and my ancestor, you can't escape!" The voice of the suzerain of Yanyang became extremely cold.

Immediately, he took out the impending dark mark in his hand, and then his forehead shone with wisps of dark red glow, outlining the magic power. He saw the flying purple mark twisted, following the dark passage, ingesting the resentment of Nangong Feiyan, like a ghost face, pale and illusory, looking up to the sky and roaring sadly.

"Yang Shen is angry and reaches all directions!" The patriarch of Yanyang muttered mysteriously and used a secret method of tracking.

Brush!

He saw that his grimace turned into a dark red glow and rushed in one direction, but he was controlled by the patriarch of Yanyang, avoided the prohibition, and bent to rush away, but the murderousness on his face became stronger and stronger.

......

Bang bang!

Two figures on the ground collided fiercely. The speed was extremely fast, like lightning, rushing like thunder, but the power was controlled accurately, and the power did not touch the surrounding prohibition.

"Ky, your body is so strong that you can't stay! Jiuyang Immortal Martial Arts!"

The person who shouted fiercely is the suzerain of Yanyang. His face is extremely ugly at this moment, because Xue Chen has held up hundreds of moves in his hand, but there is no limit of injury at all, indicating that Xue Chen's body and soul can withstand his impact.

If ordinary immortals see it, they absolutely can't believe it. The patriarch of Yanyang is a veteran master in the undead world. He is the head of the Yanyang Sect and the top immortal magic power of the sect. Even if the physical power is not as strong as the Eight Poles of the Immortals, it also has the power to shock the Eight Wastes.

But the reality is that Xue Chen opens the five-emered divine wheel and the Wanhua divine body to stimulate the essence of the body. King Kong is not bad, and his body has metamorphoted and has the characteristics of immortality, which can be repaired quickly. Another point is also because the surrounding prohibition limits the further enhancement of the suzerain of Yanyang.

In the battle, both of them are at the level of martial arts masters. Their will is tenacious and fearless, and it is difficult to suppress their skills. They can only improve their strength and speed impact.

"The Shaoyang breaks the cloud finger! ......”

After the Jiuyang immortal martial arts were used, Xue Chen felt strong pressure. The Yanyang suzerain's understanding of Jiuyang was much higher than that of Nangong Feiyan. Sanyang Kaitai Liuyang combined, Qiyang turned into a sword and eight Yang seal. He used it flexibly to integrate different Jiuyang arcane meanings with each other. It was powerful and horrible. Xue Chen had to fight and retreat.

"Jiuyang Sky Hook!"

The patriarch of Yanyang suddenly showed another unique trick. The nine fire dragons around him condensed into a hook and claw with nine sharp blades. On top of this skill, there was a strange arcane derivative. The sky hook crossed the mysterious track, avoided the yin and yang barriers of his mana and strength, and then the front end of the hook claws extended, narrowly bent, and broke him. The leather film of the robe, which is comparable to the second-grade defensive armor, was also cut open to dig out his heart.

The heart stores all the essence and blood of the body. Once it is destroyed, it means that the body has no energy, and it is difficult to resist. If it is someone else, even if it is immortal, it is estimated that he will be torn and damaged, but Xue Chen is different. He has the characteristics of the ever-changing divine body.

At that moment, when his mind moved, the texture of the colored jade was distorted, and his body suddenly became illusory and soft. The Jiuyang sky hook reached into his chest, but did not touch any viscera. Xue Chen's body was like a pile of mud, and it was like a mass of light, which could not hurt at all.

"What! Are you not human?" The face of the patriarch Yanyang changed for the first time, because he had never heard that someone could turn his body into an invisible form. It was said that some special ghosts and demons could.

Brush!

The light and shadow transformed by Xue Chen hurriedly retreated. When he broke away from the sky hook, he returned to his human form, because this state consumed a lot of vitality, and he did not understand the use of semi-energy. He could only change his body and did not know how to attack.

That is to say, he can't cause great harm to others in that state.

The sound of the sword immediately sounded. Xue Chen's five elements of fairy sword and a rainbow flying sword appeared on his hands. Immediately, the two swords were combined, and a wisp of sharpness turned into a bright sword light and shot at the suzerain of Yanyang. The power was terrible. There were two good second-grade fairy swords, and the immortal world did not defend against serious injuries.

Because the speed of Jian Mang was too fast, the suzerain of Yanyang, who was shocked by the matter of Xue Chen's body, then came to his senses and hurriedly ran the defensive magic power and shouted, "Tianyang Bell!"

The flame condensed a layer of illusory golden bell cover around the body. There were nine-color inscriptions twisted on it. The bell cover rotated and clashed with the sword. The bell cover was cut out a large number of sword marks, and even broke this layer of golden light. The remaining sharp light of the sword light penetrated in. It can be seen that several scars appeared on the suzerain of Yanyang, and the robe was naturally cut and embarrassed. Very.

This is the role of accurately seizing the opportunity. If the patriarch of Yanyang had not been shocked by the semi-energy of Xue Chen's body, it would not have been too late to defend.

"Good opportunity!" When Xue Chen saw that the suzerain of Yanyang was being suppressed by the sword, he immediately took advantage of the situation to make another move. In addition to the combination of the two swords, there was also the blessing of Wanhua Divine Light.

With a 'swk', he stepped forward, and the two fairy swords seemed to merge into one. The colorful jade-colored god Mang cut down the acupuncture points on the top of Yanyangzong's head, and wanted to split the other party in half.

In fact, these all happened in a short moment. The suzerain of Yanyang had just reacted. Tianyang Zhong released, blocking a wisp of sharp cutting, and then he was going to smash it, but when he looked again, Xue Chen was already in front of him, and a bunch of swords were cut from above.

At that moment, the patriarch Yanyang felt the air machine of death, which originated from the decomposition characteristics of Wanhua divine light. The ultimate decomposition is disillusion. If any substance is touched, energy, mystery and will will turn into dust.

The suzerain of Yanyang did not panic, but snorted coldly: "Kid, don't be complacent. My real power has just broken out now!" The law is compressed, and the power of burning the sky!"

With a roar in the main body of Yanyang Sect, the illusory and huge Optimus Prime appeared, but it just flashed away.

Then the flame on its body surface is even hotter, burning brightly, and the Jiuyang magic orifice and hundreds of air holes are opened, but it stimulates the immortal body and compresses the power of the full heaven and earth Dharma into the normal body, which will bring strong pressure, and the small body is full of too much power and easy to be injured.

But the power is also extremely horrible. The flame is compressed to the extreme. The Tianyang clock rotates and speeds up, and the violent earthquake swings, which collapses the wisp of sharp light. Then the Tianyang clock turns into a flame condensed fist. The nine-color gold and stone-shaped flame fist bombards at Xue Chen's sword, and the power is boundless, and it is forbidden. The system has some influence, and the array is beginning to be stimulated.

The bombardment exploded, and the colorful streamer flashed. There were countless magic power bombarded in the array heaven and earth, turning into a torrent of light. The two were in the middle. One was like the sword king, and the other was the burning god of fire. The collision in the upper and lower directions, and the confrontation between fire and the sword.

At that moment, the time seemed to slow down many times. The violent impact of Yanquan and the lightsaber slowed down the speed of the magic torrent, and the light penetrated into each other.

Perhaps it is Xue Chen's Wanhua divine light, which decomposes the ultimate dissolving characteristics of the power group, and the whole fist of the suzerain of Yanyang is decomposed into flying ash.

"Damn!" The patriarch of Yanyang was unwilling to roar, but his reaction was not slow. He hurriedly retreated and broke out of this formation.

Xue Chen naturally followed closely, like a magic sword that continued to stab forward, and his heart was active and excited. If he killed the suzerain of Yanyang, who had been stepping on the immortality for tens of thousands of years, he would be the real evil. As for killing Nangong Feiyan, because the other party has just entered immortality, it can't be used as a basis for judgment.

The patriarch of Yanyang hurriedly retreated, and the fiery red wings fanned wildly. The elbow of the right arm had disappeared before, and there was a faint colored jade edge on the wound, but as the flame burned and faded, it finally passed away. Then, the blood fog erupted, the meridians and bones were rapidly derivation, and the new half-arm was formed.

Xue Chen, who chased after him, saw that he stopped immediately after leaving the battle, not because he was afraid that the other party would understand immortality to the extent of reshaping the blood and bone, but because of his indifferent eyes of the suzerain of Yanyang, his visionless warning in vain.

"Although your realm is not as good as mine, the power attributes are strange, containing strong destruction and destruction, which is a rare heavenly pride. Unfortunately, you should not be against me, Yanyang Xianzong!"

The tone of the patriarch of Yanyang was slightly emotional. There was his unwillingness to lose the battle and his admiration for Xue Chen, but in the end, it turned into a strong and cold killing opportunity and suddenly shouted: "Jiuyang Burns the Sky Wheel!"

"Sure enough!" Xue Chen immediately retreated to the other side and guessed that the other party finally used the strongest magic power of Yanyang Sect, Jiuyang Burning the Sky Wheel, but the next moment he saw it, he was even more shocked.

Because the Jiuyang burning wheel of the patriarch of Yanyang is not only magical power, but also a three-grade immortal burning wheel. The two wheels are one virtual and one real. After the combination, the nine sun will be completely stimulated. The nine flames of fires are inlaid in the wheel, and the endless flames will burn out the prohibition. The torrent of spells in the nearby array evaporate in an instant.

Then, the Jiuyang Burning Sky Wheel carried the nine-color fairy fire and turned into a sea of fire cage to suppress Xue Chen. The air had long been burned out, and the space was covered with folds and ripples, as if it had been baked dry and cracked by the flames.

"Invincible, retreat!" Xue Chen immediately ran away and did not hesitate at all. It was quite a coincidence that he could have the upper hand before. He was definitely not an opponent in the frontal battle with the patriarch of Yanyang. At this moment, the other party used a killer mace, and even the palace was estimated to retreat. He never dared to touch it.

Moreover, Wanhua's body also instinctively felt the danger. Obviously, the temperature of this wave of flame exceeded his tolerance.

"You can't escape! Jiuyang turns around, and Ding Yu burns in the air!"

The suzerain of Yanyang shouted and chased him. The Jiuyang scorching sun rotated, giving rise to a strange arcane. The space arcane was also burned and softened or solidified, resulting in a trace of chaos in the surrounding space, and Xue Chen's escape speed was also greatly reduced.

Death is coming soon.