As the golden light flashed, the five dragon claws flashed to protect Lin Yang's body, and then jumped upwards, almost touching the beam of the hall, and fists shadows rushed towards the sorrow like a storm, like a golden dragon was in a state of rage.

"Puffy!"

A series of explosions came out, which shocked Ai Kuang's body and was also secretly shocked. Unexpectedly, an even stranger scene appeared.

A wisp of sword energy came without warning, clamped into the dragon fist, hitting his shoulder, blood splattered! The old man screamed in pain and retreated in panic. The severe pain from the wound hit him, making him unbelievable. What he did was hit.

The hall was silent like death, and the sound of silence! Everyone was shocked. This kid was young and actually defeated Aixian, which was unbelievable.

A smile that could not be suppressed appeared in Long Qianqian's bright eyes, which was fleeting. After all, as the leader's wife, she could not reveal anything, so as not to arouse others' suspicion.

She secretly praised in her heart, "Okay, it's really OK! After three days of separation, when she looked at her with admiration, her skills have improved rapidly and she has become the Martial Emperor. She is so talented that no one can match!"

There was another beautiful woman who was secretly happy, the Saint An Yerong. While breathing a sigh of relief, she felt proud of Lin Yang. This was the man who was in love with her. It was amazing.

Lin Yang fell down gracefully, smiled indifferently, and said, "Thank you!"

Ai Kuang's face turned pale and even though he was unwilling to accept it, he could not deny it. If he lost, he would lose.

He snorted coldly: "You are a little good at it, I'm just negligent..." Before he could finish his words, Lin Yang said coldly: "You have lost, how can you get so much nonsense? Shut up."

The madman's lungs were about to burst into anger. He glared at this guy fiercely and had no choice but to retreat. Then a disciple quickly came over and bandaged his wounds.

Among the Five Scattered Immortals, Feng Dian has the best relationship with Ai Kuang. Seeing that the old brother was injured by this kid, he couldn't help but frown and said in a deep voice: "The Venerable Jixiang is indeed a big deal. I will come and learn about your weapons skills again. Can you dare to fight?"

Lin Yang looked at the old man with a silly head and face like a beggar. He glanced at the charred fire stick in the other party's hand and saw the clues.

"Don't think that I don't know anything about the goods. You are a black iron stick, right? You disguised as a fire stick, weighing at least 170 to 80 kilograms, and you can't defeat it!"

Long Qianqian's eyes flashed with praise in her eyes, feeling that Lin Yang was not only skilled in martial arts, but also knowledgeable, and was not blinded by the illusion of Fengxian and Fire Stick. She was really a talent! Of course, this descendant of the Qing and Jade Tomb Sect had a skin relationship with Lin Yang. She was very pleasing to the only man she really had in her life, and she couldn't help but feel moved.

Especially when I thought of the three days of Xiaozhu in Yinhu, I played with each other and flew with each other. The feeling was really floating and ecstatic, and it was much happier than immortality.

What's the use of living for a long time? It's like my dull marriage over the years, which is far worse than those three days. It made her unforgettable and she felt that she had no regrets in her life.

In the eyes of 100,000 church members, she is the noble lady of the leader, holding the power of life and death. Who dares to be disrespectful? There are some complaints.

But Lin Yang treated her as a woman without any polite lingering affection. When he was intimate with her, he actually said something, "You are the little dragon girl, I will ride your dragon flying in the clouds. Do you accept it?" It was so embarrassing! Feng Dian was also stunned. Unexpectedly, the boy recognized it at a glance. What he held was a black iron stick, which was indeed extraordinary! The guy snorted, "It's not a treasure, it's not as evil as you said. It's just that when I refining weapons, I just stabbed the stove with it. It was so smokey and fire. It's like this." Being able to fight with a master is also of great benefit to cultivation. With this idea, Lin Yang agreed readily, "Okay, I will fight you, but wait a moment, I will take the weapon that I'll be able to support and come back in the helicopter outside."

Feng Dian thought to himself, I have an unparalleled black iron stick in the world, the material is extremely special, no matter what kind of weapon you have, you can't compare! The old guy nodded, "Yes, go."

Lin Yang turned around and walked out of the hall, and came back a while later. He had an ancient sword in his hand and stopped in the middle of the hall.

As the sword was unsheathed, a blue light shone out, attracting everyone's attention.

Looking around, the sword is dark blue, with a shallow groove in the middle of the blade, which is purple-red, with a faint smell of blood floating, making it look extremely mysterious.

This is the Zhengtian Sword, which comes from the Yinhu Xiaozhu. It was once the most evil thief in the world and the absolute magic weapon and blade.

Many members felt envious and jealous. Although they didn't know the name of the sword, they could tell at a glance that it should be a sword that was as sharp as mud.

Feng Dian is not only powerful in his martial arts, but also in his high-level alchemist and high-level weapon refiner. Seeing Lin Yang's sword holding, he couldn't help but say in surprise, "Is this the legendary Zhengtian Sword?"

Lin Yang nodded and said lightly: "That's right, no one will suffer when dealing with your fire stick."

With a hot gaze wandering on the blade, Feng Dian sighed: "It is indeed a peerless sword, one of the top ten famous swords, and it is worthy of its reputation!"

"Then don't think it's time to go, start!"

Anyway, this battle was inevitable. Lin Yangfei used the magical sword technique taught by his master to take the lead in attacking. The Zhengtian Sword stormed a brilliant light and swept over like a storm of wind.

"Good come!"

Feng Dian swung the fire stick to launch a counterattack, which was used to make the magic subduing stick technique. In an instant, the black edge suddenly surged, like a dark cloud covering the sun, blocking the blue sword light, which was extremely fierce.

The church members who were closer were thrilling, and the strong wind blew on their faces, and they couldn't help but feel shocked and retreated in a hurry.

Everyone has long known Feng Dian's stick technique, which is really domineering and almost no one can stop it.

With one stick in your hand, you can travel around the world! You are talking about this fairy, who looks like a beggar, but in fact he has profound skills and extremely powerful attack power.

"Dingding bell!"

The two of them fought in full swing. The Zhengtian Sword inevitably collided with the black iron rod, splashing out strange sparks, which turned out to be dark green.

Thanks to Lin Yang using the Zhengtian Sword, otherwise the ordinary long sword would have been broken by the black iron stick.

After a fierce battle, Lin Yang gradually lost to the point, and the sword light was completely suppressed by the black edge, which made him frown, feeling breathless, and in danger.
Chapter completed!