Lou Jinghu was in front of Yang Xian. Nowadays, two great masters in the world fought each other, and even if the two palms were connected, the spiritual energy was surging.

A trace of spiritual energy overflowed between the two people's palms, turned into a wind blade, and flew around, breaking the eaves of the palace, causing beams and pillars to break, and the stone bricks were broken on the palace wall, and there were even broken marks, all of which were full of mess.

Yin Chonghua has an advantage, and she can't help but have a better cultivation level, because she has room for maneuver. Behind Lou Jing is Yang Xian, so he cannot retreat. Therefore, not only did he not take advantage of the situation to relieve his power, but he also fought for internal injuries and strongly defeated Yin Chonghua on the square.

Lou Jing hid his palm behind him, and Yang Xianke saw his palm trembling.

"Lou Jing, you are very talented, but unfortunately, due to the martial arts of the Netherworld Prison, you have become a master and are still no match for me."

"Then try it!"

A cold light flashed in Lou Jing's eyes, and his figure flew out like a cannonball, and he fought with Yin Chonghua on the square.

These two great masters are masters of witchcraft. The dark fire and the divine fire intertwined, and the green and golden light shone in the square before the palace.

"Everyone retreats!"

Whether it is Lou Jing's Nether Fire or Yin Chonghua's divine fire, they all come from witchcraft, and there are poisonous insects mixed in it. Ordinary monks may become dry bones if they are infected with it.

The two fought each other and it was hard to tell the difference. Yang Xian was beside him, but he heard his guard commander Ma Wei come up and bowed and said, "Lord, the situation is critical and the opponent is very strong. You should avoid it for the time being!"

“No need!”

In the void, two flames fought against each other, burning the palace, and exuding outside the mountain on the top of the city. On the square, the two fought, which caused even more thunder.

The black Yin thunder sounded, and at that moment, it broke all the protection in front of Yin Chonghua and went straight towards it.

This Yin Lei is the foundation for Lou Jing to become a great master, no less than the killing technique of any of the four veins.

The black Yin thunder surrounded Yin Chonghua and swallowed his body. Lou Jing narrowed his eyes, but saw a sword energy rising from the Yin thunder.

He thought it was not good, so he quickly retreated, but saw the sword energy overflowing, strangling and shattering the Yin Thunder that had lost its master's control.

When Yin Chonghua appeared in everyone's eyes, the black robe was not damaged at all.

"Master Lou, please step back!"

In this confrontation, the winner has been decided. Yin Chonghua is not only a great witch in Jin Qi, but also a descendant of the Shanzhong lineage and inherited the supreme swordsmanship of the Shanzhong lineage.

Fantasy Sword Technique!

Lou Jing first tried to force Yin Chonghua to retreat, and then was injured by the sword energy. After hearing Yang Xian's words, he did not force him. He knew that Yang Xian would not be aimless. He also knew that if Yang Xian was not sure, he would have run away long ago.

"In today's world, I'm afraid the only one who can suppress you in terms of cultivation is Zhong Buqi, the Lord of Lingxiao Sword!"

Yang Xian saw Yin Chonghua and Lou Jing fighting for a long time, and had already seen the clues. With Lou Jing's cultivation level, he could steadily enter the top ten cultivators today. But even so, Lou Jing still suffered a loss in a brief battle.

This old woman is not simple!

"If Yang Ci hadn't taken my blood pill, how could there be only Yang Chun and Zhong Buqi, the cultivators in this world who have been the most powerful and powerful monks in the past thirty years?"

Yin Chonghua was very arrogant, but she also had the capital to be arrogant. She could do this with just one palm.

Of course, there is also the reason for Yang Xian. If Yang Xian was not here, Lou Jing would not have fallen into a passive state so quickly in the battle.

"In this way, I want to ask my senior for advice, how about it?"

Yang Xian walked forward a few steps and slowly said in the surprised eyes of the crowd. Everyone wanted to persuade him, but under Yang Xian's accumulated power, he still didn't say it.

"You?" Yin Chonghua glanced at Yang Xian, "It is indeed not easy to practice fetal breathing techniques to such a state at such an age. I don't understand that with your talent and nature, Yang Chun is teaching, some powerful martial arts are so powerful, why do you need to spend water grinding? You have not yet become a great master, and you will fight with me and will not be able to get out of the three combinations."

"Then try it!"

Yang Xian's smile made Yin Chonghua feel afraid. Looking at Yang Xian who seemed to be completely unprepared, she hesitated for a moment.

However, Yin Chonghua was Yin Chonghua after all, so as Yang Xian finished speaking, she raised her hand and just took a sword.

However, before the powerful sword energy reached Yang Xian, the sound of golden spear in the void was heard, and the sword energy could no longer be eliminated.

Yin Chonghua frowned, and immediately stopped scruples, urging her body in front of her, and hit Yang Xian with a palm.

This palm still did not approach Yang Xian. Yin Chonghua only felt that his wrist was being held by a huge force when he approached Yang Xian.

She looked up and saw that beside Yang Xian, there was a giant hand stretching out in the void, holding her wrist, blocking her attack. "Five-side Jiedi!"

Yin Chonghua finally understood at this moment, where did Yang Xian’s confidence come from?

"Magic weapon!" Yin Chonghua's face was filled with a sense of vigilance, "It seems that the secret treasure of Yuan Cheng that Yang Ci obtained back then is now in your hands."

"Whether it is alchemy, weapon refining or otherwise, it requires huge amounts of spiritual qi, and the alchemy breath technique is a method that can provide huge amounts of spiritual qi."

And some magic weapons can only be used by Yang Xian with his current cultivation level.

The dark clouds in the sky flipped, and a thunder fell down, coming straight towards Yin Chonghua. Yin Chonghua was shocked and cut off the giant arm that was holding him with one sword, and retreated quickly.

But I saw the lightning suddenly rising, and a figure walked out from it. My body was like a mountain, my body was like a pine tree, my face was majestic, my armor was as strong as my body, and with one finger, there was a lot of lightning.

When he saw the clouds rising aside, an old man who looked like a man appeared in the clouds and mist. The spirit talismans danced beside him, and the rays of light were rays.

Both are not physical, but they are extraordinary and not like people from the world.

"Thunder Seal! Heavenly Master Talisman!"

Yin Chonghua said the names of these two magic weapons with some difficulty, and when he looked at Yang Xianzhi, he was even more vigilant. No one knew all the magic weapons in Yuan Cheng's secret treasure back then, and now there are probably only a few people in this world who can know the inside story.

Now I am afraid that only Yang Xian can know what all the magic weapons in Yuan Cheng’s secret treasure are?

The Thunder Lord Seal and the Heavenly Master Talisman are the most powerful magic weapons in the world from ancient times to the present. They can summon the Thunder Lord and the Heavenly Master's Dharma Body. They are powerful, and even the Grand Master dare not lightly poke the edge of the attack.

"Yang Zizhan, you are really worthy of being the descendant of Yang You'an."
Chapter completed!