Chapter 277 Demon Spirit
Kang Jian stood there and looked at Yang Yang in disbelief. Yang Yang was holding a flying sword weapon in his hand, and there were a few blood stains on the blade. Yang Yang waved his hand, and the flying sword weapon in his hand just buzzed, and the blood stains on the blade disappeared directly.
"You dare to hurt me, you an ant from the Tianji Sect, dare to hurt me seriously. When my second uncle comes, I will take your life."
Yang Yang just looked at Kang Jian with cold eyes and did not listen to Kang Jian's words.
"Submit the magic locking technique and cracking method."
Yang Yang spoke lightly, and he didn't have so much time to talk nonsense with Kang Jian here.
"You dream."
puff,,,
Another blood ray splattered everywhere. Kang Jian covered his right arm with his hands. Before Kang Jian finished speaking, Yang Yang waved the flying sword weapon in his hand, and a sword blade directly cut through Kang Jian's arm.
"I'm saying it again, don't force me to take action."
Yang Yang finished speaking lightly and stretched out his hand. Kang Jian stood there, being supported by two late-stage monks in the Qi training stage. Now he looked at Yang Yang with anger and had no other plans. The best plan was to delay time as soon as possible and wait for his second uncle to arrive quickly.
"You can't even think about it."
Kang Jian stood there and said viciously. Yang Yang did not stop in his hand and waved his hand to shoot a wind blade. Kang Jian saw another wind blade shooting towards him, and directly pulled down a Qi training cultivator standing behind him, blocking the wind blade that was shot towards him.
There is no doubt that the wind blade that Yang Yang shot directly hit the Qi training cultivator. A wound of several inches of forehead was directly hit on the monk's chest.
"I'm talking about it in the end and hand over the magic locking technique."
Yang Yang stood there and said lightly.
Kang Jian stood there, using the magic power in his body to quickly recover the wounds on his body.
"If you want to lock the magic, have you ever asked me?"
An old voice sounded over the sky of the Cangqiu Fairy City. Yang Yang did not look up and looked around. His spiritual sense had already seen clearly. The old man who was flying in the air with his sword put away his flying sword and fell directly to the ground.
The old man looked up and down with his wise eyes. Yang Yang used his spiritual sense to wrap himself in it. The old man could not see anything for a moment, so Yang Yang did not take the old man seriously. The old man's strength was at most about the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and this cultivation level was not enough to make Yang Yang feel scared.
Yang Yang did not answer the old man's words, but looked at Kang Jian standing aside coldly.
"Is the disciples of Tianji Sect so unbearable? They can't bully the junior monks of my Immortal Cultivation Clan?"
The old man stood on Kang Jian's side, spoke out his anger and glared at Yang Yang. Yang Yang ignored him, but looked at Kang Jian coldly and said word by word;
"The opportunity has been given to you. Do you want to die or live?"
Yang Yang deliberately made the last sentence sound very long.
The old man standing next to him immediately became angry when he heard Yang Yang's words.
"Ignorance child, let's see how I teach you today."
After the old man finished speaking, he directly shot an attack spell at Yang Yang. Yang Yang saw a ball of fire flying towards him, and waved the flying sword weapon in his hand, and a wind blade brought a hurricane to greet the fireball that the old man called. The two spells collided together and immediately turned into nothing.
Yang Yang directly shot several attack spells at the old man. Since he wanted to fight with him, Yang Yang would accompany him to the end.
He directly attacked the old man with several magic tricks in a row. The old man did not dare to neglect and took out the flying sword weapon to resist. The two Foundation Establishment Cultivators started a battle directly in the Immortal City. This place belongs to the western area and is mostly where some civilians live, so no monk will protect the place, even Lord Zhao.
As long as you don’t hit other areas, monks will do whatever they like here.
Yang Yang kept greeting the old man's spells, but now Yang Yang was just trying to resist and did not take the initiative to attack. He just wanted to see how strong the old man was. Unexpectedly, he was not even half as good as he imagined.
"You only have this strength."
After resisting a spell from the old man, Yang Yang stood on the flying sword and said slowly.
"This will let you, an ant, see what insurmountable cultivation strength means."
In the eyes of the old man, Yang Yang was just a cultivator with a cultivation level at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he was still three levels away from him. But there was one thing he didn't know that Yang Yang's strength had exceeded his imagination. If Yang Yang's opponent was a cultivator in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, Yang Yang's current strength also meant to win, not to mention that his opponent is just an old man at the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
After the old man finished speaking, he directly shot a fire-type mid-level attack spell at Yang Yang. Yang Yang, who was standing on the flying sword, looked at the magic power exerted by the old man, raised the corner of his mouth at an angle. He stood directly on the flying sword and made a squat move. He directly mobilized the mana in his body with both hands, and directly condensed a water-type arrow and hit the old man.
“This is impossible.”
Before the old man finished speaking, he saw his intermediate fire spell being directly dispersed by the water arrows shot out by Yang Yang. When he got the water arrows, he flew towards him directly. The old man had no time to think about it and directly avoided it.
The old man was not convinced and directly shot several intermediate spells. Yang Yang just shot out a water curtain to block his body. Several spells hit the water curtain. Just as the water curtain was about to dissipate, a spell with a powerful impact flew towards Yang Yang. Now it was impossible for Yang Yang to resist again.
Yang Yang just thought for a moment and had already come to Yang Yang's side after getting the spell. Yang Yang directly placed the flying sword weapon in his hand across his chest, and the huge impact force directly led Yang Yang forward a hundred meters behind.
Yang Yang stood firm and vomited a mouthful of blood, but still laughed loudly. Then he looked at the old man directly.
Yang Yang was sure that the old man's attack was already the old man's strongest move. The high-level fire spell was directly blocked by Yang Yang like this. The old man standing not far away still couldn't believe it when he saw this.
No cultivator can easily avoid this high-level fire spell, let alone resist it directly. Now Yang Yang is just resisting, looking at Yang Yang's appearance, the damage he suffered was not much.
Kang Jian, who was standing on the ground, saw that the second uncle in the air used his advanced spells but failed to defeat Yang Yang, so he simply took his subordinates to escape quickly.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to run."
Yang Yang said in a cold voice, and flipped his palm directly. Several wooden thorn seeds appeared in Yang Yang's hand. Yang Yang directly hit the place where Kang Jian ran away. The old man standing on the flying sword looked at Yang Yang threatening his nephew's life, and without hesitation, he directly shot a spell to prepare to disperse the several wooden thorn spirit seeds that Yang Yang had hit.
Yang Yang saw that it would be so easy for the old man to succeed in the future. He waved his sleeves and hit him with a magic power, breaking the old man's magic spell.
There was no doubt that several wooden thorn spirit seeds directly hit Kang Jian and his followers. Suddenly, the wooden thorns began to sprout directly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the wooden thorns had grown poisonous thorns and stabbed into the bodies of those monks Kang Jian.
Suddenly, a numb feeling surged directly into the healthy whole body.
"Second uncle, save me."
Kang Jian lay on the ground and shouted, and now there were civilians and some monks standing around. Looking at Kang Jian who was wrapped in wooden thorns and thorns on the ground, no monk dared to come up to rescue him. Any monk with a little brain knew that Kang Jian's second uncle was already at a disadvantage now, and many monks standing on the ground also knew that if he went up to help Kang Jian, he would probably have the same fate as Kang Jian in less than a second.
Yang Yang stood on the flying sword and looked at Kang Jian on the ground, and looked at the old man with cold eyes.
"I said that as long as I hand over the magic locking technique and cracking method, I will definitely let you and him go."
Yang Yang stood on the flying sword and said coldly. Now he still has 70% of his magic power in his body, while the old man's body is less than 30%. The old man is also knowledgeable. Seeing that Yang Yang has so much magic power, he is no longer an opponent of the other party.
"Why should I hand it over to you?"
The old man said to Yang Yang with dissatisfaction.
"Openly committing violence against the female cultivator of the Tianji Sect and imposed a magic spell on the God-locking technique. Is this a sufficient reason!"
Yang Yang said coldly, the old man stood on the flying sword and listened, wishing he could go down and beat Kang Jian up now. This kid is usually protected by the Great Luomen and Kang family, so he can do whatever he wants, but now he openly abuses the female cultivator of the Tianji Immortal Sect. No matter who it is, he may not let Kang Jian go.
"It's still very sufficient, but this monk, judging from your patronage, you are also a core disciple of the Tianji Sect. You openly attacked my nephew in the Cangqiu Immortal City. How should we calculate this account!"
The old man still didn't want to give in and was now questioning Yang Yang verbally. Yang Yang did not intend to answer the old man's words, but looked at the healthy on the ground with wooden pipes.
"As soon as this wood thorn enters the cultivator's body, it will immediately absorb the magic power in the cultivator's body. Now it seems that the magic power in the cultivator's body cannot be used up."
Yang Yang stood on the flying sword and said coldly. The old man controlled the flying sword and was about to fall, but Yang Yang directly blocked the old man.
"There is no magic locking technique and a method of dispelling it. Mr. Kang can only sacrifice himself. Do you think you are my opponent?"
Yang Yang stood in front of the old man and said coldly that so many opportunities have been given to them, but the old man just doesn't cherish them much.
Yang Yang stood there and suddenly felt an inexplicable magic power wandering on him, but he didn't dare to be careless and directly controlled his powerful spiritual sense to resist the inexplicable magic power. But Yang Yang also felt that his spiritual sense seemed to be out of his control, and there was still a trace of connection now.
"The magic locking technique, is this the magic locking technique?"
Yang Yang asked himself in his mind. Now he must find a way to resist. If he is hit by the magic locking technique, Kang Jian’s current fate is probably his future fate.
Chapter completed!