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Chapter 335 Run?
"Ah! Kill!"

Among the ten Fa Hua Sect disciples who could no longer bear this pressure, someone finally made the first move.

This person is none other than a sect disciple named Xiao Han who stood beside Situ Ying when he was arranging the "dragon slaying formation" just now.
Unable to wipe off the sweat that slid down like rain on his forehead, Xiao Han roared palely, and the long sword he held tightly in his hand burst into golden light, and he did not dodge or avoid the ice sword attacks all over the sky. Then he killed Yang Zaitian with a sword.

Of course, the 'Frozen Cloud Sword Rain' released by Yang Zaitian is not a vegetarian either. Several ice swords have already penetrated deeply into Xiao Han's body, but it is not serious, it just slows down his forward speed a bit. point.

At almost the same time, when they saw Xiao Han rushing over, the other nine people who were still avoiding the ice sword attack also gave a loud shout, running the Fa Huazong's kung fu with all their strength, and radiating golden light outside their bodies towards him. Yang Zaitian, who was in the middle of the freezing rain, killed him.

They knew very well that with Xiao Han's cultivation level of only one innate level, it was impossible to kill Yang Zaitian, whose strength had already soared, by himself. Only by working together could he have a chance of survival.

The golden brilliance that filled the sky made the entire sky extremely shiny, indescribably brilliant, but who knew how many of these ten people could survive?
YangMeng, who was standing not far away, frowned slightly when he saw this, and was just about to raise his hand to block a few people, but when he thought of Yang Zaitian, whose cultivation had soared, he stopped, because he wanted to see how his grandfather was doing. Handle.

In fact, there is no need for Yang Meng to worry about it at all. When these ten people rushed towards Yang Zaitian, four of them had already died under the "Frozen Cloud Sword Rain" technique. Yang Zaitian's side is already at the end of his battle.

Watching the six Fa Huazong disciples including Xiao Han approaching with pale faces, Yang Zaitian laughed bloodthirstyly, and lightly raised the 'Qingquan' long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the sky covered the earth, and the sky was filled with dots of icy blue light.

These dots of blue brilliance instantly turned into six smooth blue spears in mid-air. The spears were more than eight feet long, and the whole body was crystal clear.

The spears locked on a disciple of Fa Huazong in mid-air, and with endless coldness, they galloped towards Xiao Han and the other six while roaring.

The tyrannical Tai Chi zhenqi engulfed the six long spears, flowing over the thoughts of Xiao Han and the other six like sea water flowing over the beach, freezing their bodies stiff.

Xiao Han and the other six people all changed their faces suddenly, and their bodies that were still rushing forward quickly changed lanes, trying to get rid of the lock of the six ice spears.

It's strange to say that the Fahua Sect is inherited from the Buddhist Sect, but apart from their true energy and strong Buddhist power, these six people are not comparable to the Buddhist Sect in terms of their moves or the fierceness and decisiveness of their shots. A little bit, but it was precisely because of this that after the six of them used their full strength, they were evenly matched with the six long spears.

Of course, this is also because Yang Zaitian has just broken through to the foundation-building stage after all, and has not yet fully mastered the power in his body. He is just practicing with Xiao Han and the few poor people in Yang Zaitian's body.

"Hey, grandpa is smart!" YangMeng, who was not far away, saw the way, and laughed.

After two or three minutes, the spear attack suddenly slowed down, and Yang Zaitian said coldly: "Thank you for helping me learn to control power. To show my sincerity, I decided to send you to hell!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Yang Zaitian's Tai Chi True Qi suddenly began to circulate rapidly, and the temperature dropped sharply within a few miles.

When Xiao Han and the others' expressions became ugly, the look of fear in their brows was even more vivid on the paper.

"Senior Brother Xiao, what shall we do next? This old guy has started to use his real power!" One of the disciples of the Fahua Sect opened the ice spear with a sword, and he came to Xiao Han's side and asked.

Xiao Han looked at Yang Zaitian solemnly, and said, "Oh, as long as the suzerain doesn't take action, we will definitely die!"

"metropolitan……"

This Fahua Sect disciple didn't know what he was thinking, but he turned his head and glanced at Situ Ying, who was 100 meters away.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, an endless cold wind blew up on the ground, and a gust of cold air was carried by the gust of wind, sweeping across the surrounding area, and the six long spears suddenly turned into blue ice crystals and dissipated.

The ice crystals flowed, and slowly began to change and condense under the control of the strong wind. After a while, they turned into six big hands of ice, each of which was about ten feet long, shining with a strong cold air.

"Hand of ice, go!" Yang Zaitian waved violently at the six people below.

"Buzz!"

The six huge icy hands struck down without the slightest hesitation, and they were about to grab it while opening and closing their fingers.

"No, hurry up and hide!"

The faces of the six people changed wildly, and they were still thinking about Lao Shizi's family rules, and they were about to flee into the distance in a panic.

It's a pity that he underestimated Yang Zaitian's blow too much.

The big icy hands transformed from Taiji Qi through the 'Qingquan' long sword flowed like water and could be deformed and flowed at will, and the speed exceeded, tightly biting behind the six people like a shadow.

Suddenly, bursts of sharp laughter resounded in mid-air, the golden brilliance all over the sky suddenly dimmed, followed by a light blue brilliance that soared into the sky, but it was Xiao Han and the other six who were seriously injured before, and the truth in their bodies The Qi circulation was not smooth, and he was caught by Han Bing's big hand.

The six people kept struggling in the six big blue hands, and even used the long sword or big knife in their hands to chop the big cold ice hands.But the result of what they did was to make the cold air emitted by the big icy hands stronger and shrink inward even tighter.

Finally, their faces showed a strange livid color, and cold sweat flowed from their foreheads.Their mouths are open and closed, taking in big mouthfuls of air, but there are very few chances to let it out.

"Die!" Yang Zaitian's eyes flashed brightly, and he shook his right hand fiercely.

"Puff~~Puff~~"

A series of six and their slight sounds came, and six light blue blood flowers lit up in the midair, among which were mixed with the white bones, which looked extremely pervasive.

In this way, the remaining six disciples of the Fahua Sect were also sent back to the west by Yang Zaitian.

Situ Ying saw all of this, and the cold sweat became more and more dense all over her body, as if it was raining heavily.

"Yang Zaitian, this old guy, has really broken through to the foundation-building stage! What should I do, what should I do? No, I can't die here! I haven't taken revenge yet!"

Situ Ying has experienced 57 years of fighting, and it can even be said that he has lived in a greenhouse for 57 years.Even though he is very talented, even though he has fought many times with the disciples of the Fahua Sect, he still lacks the experience of life and death.

So seeing that he thought he was the most elite figure in the Fahua Sect, being killed in such a grievance, Situ Ying couldn't hold back anymore, and it could even be said that he was a little scared.

"call out!"

Under the sky full of stars, a dazzling light blue light burst out suddenly, illuminating half of the night sky.

Situ Ying, who was in panic, suddenly heard a sharp howl. Si Xun looked up, but saw a water-blue long sword head-on, attacking at an incomparable speed, and aimed directly at his own. neck.

Because just now when he was in charge of the "Sleepy Dragon Slaying Formation", in order to kill Yang Zaitian and Yin Kong this morning, the two dragon claws he threw out at the end consumed nearly [-]% of the true energy in his body. The previous several moves to attack Yang Zaitian were full of calculations, and the true energy in his body was only [-]% or even less.

Although it doesn't look like much from the outside, it's actually just a little bit better than ordinary ancient warriors with first-tier innate talents.

"Whoosh!"

A tall figure crossed the night sky like a ghost, stretched into it lightly, grabbed the 'Qingquan' long sword that was moving rapidly in mid-air, and appeared in front of Situ Ying in a blink of an eye. It was Yang Zaitian.

Yang Zaitian stroked the 'Qingquan' long sword lightly in his hands, wisps of icy air overflowed from the sword, as if the entire frozen space had come to a standstill.

The 'Qingquan' sword blade made the sound of metal touching the air very well, which is enough to prove its sharp nature.

Yang Zaitian was stroking the 'Clear Spring' sword with his hand while walking in the void, every time a footstep fell, Situ Ying's heart would beat violently, as if every foot of Yang Meng stepped on his heart same as above.

"Huchi~~Huchi~~"

At some point, Situ Ying began to pant violently, and her steps began to retreat subconsciously.

Yang Zaitian is still relentless, pressing every step of the way!
Finally, Situ Ying couldn't bear it anymore, and he said nothing.Hastily pumped up the true energy in his body, and rushed towards the Fahuazong residence at full speed.

He is really unwilling to die like this, he has not yet taken revenge, he has not advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he guesses that he is only in his 60s, and he still has a lot of time to break through to the current stage.

Besides, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and running away from battle can also be regarded as a strategic retreat, so Situ Ying chose to escape, as long as he returned to the Fa Huazong resident and opened the big formation, then he would be safe.

It's a pity that things backfired, a blue barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Situ Ying knew this light curtain, wasn't it the light curtain that was used to block Xiao Han and the others just now?Presumably it was Yang Zaitian's grandson who did it.

Glancing at Yang Zaitian who was walking over unhurriedly from behind, Situ Ying was terrified. He gritted his teeth fiercely, divided half of the remaining true energy into his fist, and fiercely pointed at the blue light curtain. Hit down.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and there was nothing wrong with the cyan light curtain. Instead, the body of Situ Ying, who was attacking the light curtain, was bounced back and landed at Yang Zaitian's feet.

(End of this chapter)