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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters Sanyang sword, the enemy of the same generation

After parting with Luo Baishui, Xu Yang summoned the Zhuque Xuanling again, carried Caili together, and climbed to the west of the country to fly towards the sky.

Along the way, Caili chuckled and told Xu Yang about everything she had experienced in the past two or three years. Hearing that Caili chose to go to the Tianhu Cave to experience because she didn't want to drag Xu Yang back again. After experiencing the test of the Fox Ancestor's illusion, Xu Yang couldn't help but feel a little moved. He quietly held Caili's little hand tightly and said softly: "I will definitely not leave you behind in the future."

"This is what you said..." Caili's pink eyes quietly narrowed, and his fluffy fox ears drooped, leaning against Xu Yang's chest, he fell asleep.

The two of them flew for four days and four nights. They could clearly feel the unusualness of the mysterious energy between heaven and earth. The closer they were to the western border of Yingzhou, the more restless the mysterious energy between heaven and earth became.

"So it's true. There are mysterious tides between various continents, which hinder the passage of the mysterious practitioner..." Caili lay in Xu Yang's arms in a comfortable position, exactly the same as Fei Qiu lying in her arms.

"This is the western coast of the Tiancheng Kingdom, and there are no more human cities. On the edge of the continent, a tsunami can swallow tens of millions of miles of land." Xu Yang said with a smile.

"Where is Yashan?" He picked the fence and set up a shed, and looked around, "Look at Xu Yang, there are a few small black spots there, is it Yashan?"

Xu Yang looked at it, but frowned: "No, it seems like a few scholars of the mysterious cultivation..."

While the conversation was over, the few scholars who cultivated the mystery had already come to meet him.

"Who are you and where are you from?" These Xuan Cultivator were very young, but at the age of thirty, not much older than Xu Yang.

The young man in charge wore a feather crown and a silk robe. He also carved the five elements and eight trigrams patterns, which was quite fairy-like. The other young man also had luxurious clothes and was extremely heroic.

Their cultivation surprised Xu Yang very much. Everyone's aura was as strong as a tiger, at least the strength of Xuan Jun in the middle stage! The young man in the lead even reached the late stage of Xuan Jun, one level higher than Xu Yang.

Xu Yang has never seen such a talented figure of his generation in Yingzhou for so long. Yi Hongtu is pretty good. He has become the early stage of Xuanjun at the age of 30, but compared with these people, he is much inferior.

"Xu Yang comes from the Kingdom of Haiyun." Xu Yang said in a deep voice.

"The Kingdom of Haiyun? That's the natives of Yingzhou." The young man led the mouth curled up and showed a satisfied smile, "You guys are here to take the Eshenzhou? Are there any jade signs on the Xiaotian Road? Take it out and take a look."

Xu Yang frowned and said lightly: "Even if there is, why do you want to show it to you?"

"That's it!" The young man in the lead was very excited and smiled coldly, "I finally caught a big fish after waiting for so long!"

"That's Brother Yun Fei, the one I just passed by. With the guards of the peak Xuan King, it's hard to start. But this one is different. It's just the Xuan Jun realm, without any pressure."

The young people next to them were all excited and said.

"Native people in Yingzhou. Hand over the jade plaque of Xiaotianlu," the young man Yun Fei sneered, "We are here and don't want to kill more people, just for the jade plaque."

"Listen to your tone. Isn't it from Yingzhou?" Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, "Who are you and where are you from?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" A young man burst out with a breath of mysterious power, and he took a big hand to cover the sky and the sun, and captured Xu Yang, "I will save myself from death by handing over the jade plaque!"

"Looking for death!" Xu Yang's eyes were full of oppression and Xuanling. He was hit like an eagle falcon, and he punched him in the air!

With one claw and one punch, two huge mysterious condensates collided in the air, and a loud bang exploded. The mysterious power fluctuated everywhere, and a strong wind blew up on the flat ground.

Xu Yang and the young man both trembled slightly. Xu Yang was surprised. Although he did not use the trump card of the Ming King of the Three Worlds, his strength improved after obtaining 71 Angry Talismans. It was impossible for ordinary opponents of the same realm to fight him head-on.

And this young man was evenly matched with Xu Yang. How could this make Xu Yang not surprised?

However, the young men were even more surprised than Xu Yang.

"What a powerful native!" Yun Fei shouted, "There must be a jade plaque on him! Don't hold back, kill him!"

The crackling light surged, and several young men put on armor. For a moment, various colors of light flashed. Their aura became stronger again, and they all took action and bombarded Xu Yang.

The young man Yun Fei, who was in charge, seemed quite proud of his position in Xuanjun and did not participate in the siege.

Xu Yang pulled out the blood-drinking sword with his backhand, and with a clatter of swords, endless blood burst out, turning into a sea of ​​blood, sweeping all those people inside.

After obtaining seventy-one angry talismans, Xu Yang used this sword again to "no boundaries in the sea of ​​blood", and had a more grand and majestic feeling. The young men seemed to have really fallen into the sea of ​​blood. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not change their fate. The blood sword aura kept sucking their power.

"The natives are amazing, Brother Yun Fei saves me!"

Yun Fei didn't even look at the companions who had sunk into the sea of ​​blood, and said to Xu Yang coldly: "It seems that you have a few tricks. This time you are involved in the selection of Xiaotianlu, you are indeed a strong enemy."

Xu Yang was too lazy to talk, so he pulled out a sword flower again, and the sea of ​​blood storm ripped up, and the waves were ripped in, and Yun Fei was also swept in.

"Damn it, do you think I'm the same as those fish from those small families?" Yun Fei roared, "Sanyang Sword, break it for me!"

From behind Yun Fei, three swords flew out from an extremely wide scabbard, each of which was radiant and beautiful.

"The Shaoyang Sword comes out, the rising sun rises east!" Yunfei's Sword Technique triggered, and one of the swords suddenly burst out a large ball of hot light, like a rising sun, with vitality, and turning the surrounding sea of ​​blood away one after another.

"The Zhongyang Sword comes out to wipe out the turbidity!" Yun Fei's sword technique changed again, and another sword burst out countless blazing white lights, like a series of divine swords, sweeping away the filthy wind and residual clouds of the sea of ​​blood.

"The Set Yang Sword comes out, the broken blade is bloodless!" The third sword, under the guidance of Yun Fei Sword Technique, suddenly exploded at a speed and shot in front of Xu Yang like lightning.

The phantom of the King of Ming in the Three Worlds flashed behind Xu Yang, and his aura suddenly surged tenfold. He stretched out two fingers and clamped the third sword, the Setyang Sword.
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