Bai Susu and Zhu Feng stood alone on the top of the mountain in the wind, with their ears echoing in their ears that were still clearly audible. Their minds were empty, their hearts were numb, fear, regret, horror, confusion... They were mixed together, and they seemed to be blown through the cold wind, their hearts were cold, and they were trembling, and they didn't know what to do.

"What's wrong? How did Han Yixiao hurt Tianxing like this?" Bai Susu's mind suddenly flashed through her voice and smile, and she screamed "ah", her mind trembled, and she suddenly woke up. Her sadness and heartache all surged into her heart, and tears flowed down.

Zhu Feng looked at Han Yixiao on the mountainside in surprise, and could not believe that Han Yixiao and Yang Tianxing, the two life and death brothers, were fraught with each other. When she saw a few faint black aura around Han Yixiao, she said thoughtfully: "Han Yixiao seems to have been demonized by the black demon aura, and he has lost his human nature."

The person behind him was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked at Han Yixiao carefully following Zhu Feng's gaze. Sure enough, he found that there was a big change compared to before. Although Han Yixiao was usually serious and cold, he was not as lifeless as he is now. The strangest thing was his dark magic eyes that could not see the whites of his eyes, and he did not have a trace of popularity.

Liu Qingmei frowned and looked at Xiao Yeyue who was still regulating her breathing on the ground. Her face was solemn. She couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this operation to destroy the dragon seemed to be a disaster.

Xun Leiji's face turned pale and glanced at Han Yixiao coldly. His toes were a little on the cliff, flying three feet high like a roll, and then he fell down to the hillside like an arrow. After a while, he turned into the stone wall embedded in Yang Tianxing, and carried Yang Tianxing, who was more than one meter deep and was blurred in blood, and flew back to the top of the mountain.

Han Yixiao looked at all this coldly without stopping him.

Everyone seemed to see the changes in Han Yixiao's body, and they were all guarding against him vigilantly. Especially the three great Bodhisattvas in the Buddha's world were even more worried, afraid that Han Yixiao would turn to help the demon dragon and attack the Dharma body of the Buddha who was still guarding the black lake. You must know that their aura was still pulled by the Great Wheel of the Kalachakra Mantra at this moment and they could not free up their hands to deal with Han Yixiao. If Han Yixiao attacked the Buddha's body from above, they would inevitably break the Vajra Mantra easily, and the demon dragon could turn over and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xun Leiji carefully placed Yang Tianxing's body flat on the ground, took out the healing medicine from the fairy world, applied it to the skin and flesh-blown skin, and then stood silently to observe the effect. All he could do was this, and he couldn't help with internal injuries.

The three girls except Xiao Yeyue were surrounded by Yang Tianxing and were about to cry and sad.

On the northern mountain, Chi Yuekong looked at Han Yixiao with a strange expression, with a strong demonic light in his eyes. The green light on the three-foot Soul-Slaying Sword kept sucking and flashing, and the golden armor on his body suddenly became as brilliant as glorious, very dazzling.

Tang Yan was staring at the hill to the east with a sad expression. She sensed the changes behind her. When she looked back, she couldn't help but say, "Yuekong, what do you want to do?"

Chi Yuekong looked at the green light on the sword and suddenly smiled: "Han Yixiao has become a prisoner of the black demon spirit and injured Yang Tianxing. If this continues, it will be very unfavorable to our plan to destroy the dragon. I will meet him in the past."

Tang Yan's expression was complicated and she remained silent.

Chi Yuekong smiled slightly, and when he was about to use his Chi You Demon, he suddenly heard a cold cry from his side.

"No, you can't hurt him."

Chi Yuekong was stunned for a moment, turned to look, and saw that the person who was talking was Cang Yuexia, who had always been unknown.

"Why?" Chi Yuekong looked at the cold and beautiful Pluto with interest and said lightly.

Cang Yuexia looked at Han Yixiao quietly, and tears flashed in her eyes. She was extremely excited at this moment, her breathing was rapid, but she seemed at a loss. Han Yixiao's devil was obviously confused.

Chi Yuekong seemed to see something from Cang Yuexia's expression and said in a deep voice: "Miss Cang Yue, I don't want to kill him, I just want to fight him to see if I can recall his nature."

Cang Yuexia looked at Han Yixiao and Chi Yuekong, and silently lowered her head.

Chi Yuekong smiled slightly, raised the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, and used the Chi You Yaoji and rushed towards Han Yixiao.

The green light in the sky flashed again. However, this time it was aimed at Han Yixiao.

Feeling the pervading sword energy, Han Yixiao's eyes were filled with magic light, his hands were intertwined, and the black air flashed, flying towards the green light in the sky, quickly passing between the green light, and slapped hundreds of palms in a blink of an eye. Each palm was powerful and heavy, but light and erratic, without a sense of stagnation. No matter how the green light changed direction, Han Yixiao's palm shadow could always follow like a shadow.

Everyone saw the green light and palm shadows in the sky were unpredictable, and they could not see where Chi Yuekong and Han Yixiao were. Chi Yuekong had reached the extreme of swordsmanship that countless people longed for. Whether it was the speed and frequency of swordsmanship, they were far beyond the reach of ordinary masters. When faced with this peerless sword technique, ordinary people could only avoid the heavy and light, block and retreat, because once they were involved in the green light, they would inevitably be shattered by the sword energy. Han Yixiao's magical skills were obviously beyond everyone's expectations. Facing Chi Yuekong, he did not retreat but advanced, and with his super magic skills, he used his palm to welcome the sword, and the speed and frequency of his palms were no less than Chi Yuekong.

As everyone was surprised and sighed, a series of clanging sounds came from the air, which were obviously the sounds made when the palms and swords collided.

Everyone looked up and saw countless green lights falling into the sky, breaking into the palm shadows of the sky. The tip of the sword poked on the flesh palm and made a clanging sound like a metal hit. You can imagine the danger. As long as anyone is half distracted, he will definitely end up with a corpse on the spot. Under the guidance of the two great spirits, demon spirit aura and black demon aura, such a spell attack with a fierce attack is far from ordinary spell attacks. The outcome of the victory or defeat is difficult to change even if Qi Zhan comes in person.

Han Yixiaozhuo stood in the spiral of the flying sword energy, constantly activated magic skills and quickly released his palms to deal with the ubiquitous sword lights around him. Chi Yuekong had to activate the demonic spirit in his body with all his strength, danced the Soul-Slaying Sword to resist the pervasive magic clutches on all sides. No one dared to be negligent. If someone made up for one less sword or one less palm, the end of his miserable defeat was inevitable.

Chi Yuekong became more and more frightened. In his tens of thousands of years of fame, no one has been able to confront him head-on for so long as Han Yixiao, let alone fight against him with Jian and Jian. You know, even the witch king Liezhen dared not snatch his sword's edge lightly, but used witchcraft to deal with him.

Everyone had long been confused. Except for a few god-level masters in the Buddha world, no one could see how the sword and palm confronted each other. In their eyes, they could only see countless green lights and palm shadows mixed together and blurred.

The sound of the palm-sword interception is getting faster and faster, the sword light and palm shadow are changing faster and faster, and the confrontation between the two masters has also entered a white-hot stage.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten everything around them, and were fully focused. They stared at the mountainside with a stunned look, like an angry dragon, and the light and shadow were intertwined and entangled like crazy, rolling up waves of air, and rushing towards the cliffs on both sides like a sea of ​​ups and downs.

Suddenly, a clear whistle suddenly sounded in the air. The sound continued for a long time.

The situation of the battle suddenly changed drastically, and the green lights in the sky gathered together in the clear roar, turning into a bright and large green light ball. Almost at the same time, the palm shadows in the sky suddenly contracted, and the palms returned to one another, turning into a black and large black palm print. Between the light and fire, the green light ball and the black palm print collided at the same time as if they had some tacit understanding.

After a earth-shaking loud bang, the green light ball and the black palm print disappeared at the same time. Two figures rushed into the sky from the mountainside, and then formed a confrontation.

And the moment everyone was stunned, there was a loud bang among the mountain walls, and the mountain walls on both sides were washed away by the cracked energy. Countless huge rocks and dust were sprinkled like rain, smashing on the lake surface to stir up huge waves.

After a while, the sound of collapse subsided. Everyone looked up at the sky in shock. Han Yixiao and Chi Yuekong were still standing proudly as usual, as if there had never been any move between them.

Chi Yuekong's eyes flashed, and he looked at Han Yixiao who was standing ten feet opposite and smiled and said, "Brother Han's cultivation has greatly increased, which is a joyful congratulation."

Han Yixiao looked expressionless and snorted coldly without saying anything.

Chi Yuekong raised the sword of the soul-slaying sword in his hand, his smile suddenly faded, and said coldly: "Do you dare to ask Brother Han can beat the sword of the soul-slaying sword in my hand?"

Han Yixiao raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and urged his body without a sound, rushing towards Chi Yuekong like a ghost. His palms were like butterflies and attacked dozens of palms in a row. He suddenly saw the shadow of his palms like a mountain, surrounding Chi Yuekong with water.

Chi Yuekong turned aside the palm films and TV shows around him, snorted coldly, and said, "Even if you have the black demon energy, you are not my opponent." As soon as he finished speaking, the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand instantly flourished and turned into a long rainbow. He ignored the palm shadows around him and shot directly at Han Yixiao's abdomen, using the example of surrounding Wei to save Zhao.

Han Yixiao obviously didn't expect Chi Yuekong to give up his palm shadow and attack him directly. He didn't have time to put his palm back and flew away. But Chi Yuekong's move directly into Huanglong was too fast. In a blink of an eye, it tore through Han Yixiao's protective spirit, and it was about to pierce his belly.

Just as everyone was stunned, a few crys suddenly sounded from the east mountain, and at the same time, a golden light flashed in front of Han Yixiao, blocking the Soul-Saving Sword that shot like a meteor.

All this happened so suddenly. Before everyone could react to what the golden light was, they heard a puff, as if the sword tip was piercing into their stomachs. The golden light slowly disappeared, revealing a tall figure with blood and blood.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and everyone stared blankly at the figure pierced by the Soul-Saving Sword. No one expected that this person would be Yang Tianxing.

Chi Yuekong looked blankly at Yang Tianxing's almost numb expression in pain and the sword hilt that was still shaking slightly in Yang Tianxing's abdomen, so shocked that he couldn't speak. All this happened too suddenly. Even with his keen sense, he could not notice that Yang Tianxing would use teleportation to block the deadly sword for Han Yixiao.

Han Yixiao looked silently at Yang Tianxing's body curled up in his arms, constantly twitching, blood emerged from his mouth and wounds, emitting a gorgeous blood-colored ray under the sunlight. Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar face, Han Yixiao seemed to have thought of something, subconsciously hugged Yang Tianxing tightly, and a feeling of flesh and blood rushing. But then there was a crazy scream, and it seemed like a sharp blade was stirring in his head. He had to let go of Yang Tianxing, holding his head with both hands and roaring, roaring, and struggling, like a crazy beast.

"Big...Brother..., it's...I'm sorry... you..." Yang Tianxing's pale and powerless voice slowly sounded in Han Yixiao's ears. The voice was slightly silent, as if full of deep apology and helplessness. Han Yixiao shook for a moment, as if he was touched by some kind of strong touch, and actually stopped his crazy and painful roar. He quietly looked at Yang Tianxing who was slowly sliding from his arms. He clearly saw the deep feelings on Yang Tianxing's face, which was pale and not a trace of blood, but was covered with blood and tears, and he also clearly felt that the feeling was so familiar to him.

He suddenly wanted to touch his face, his eyes that were struggling and slightly opened, his trembling and pale lips, and he also wanted to reach out to block the blood from the wounds everywhere on Yang Tianxing's body. However, he couldn't do it. After a brief calm, the severe pain from his brain swept through his nerves again. He had to look at Yang Tianxing who was gradually moving away, while howling wildly, tearing his hair. For some reason, tears poured out silently from his eyes, but Yang Tianxing in his sight was getting farther and more and more blurry.

Several figures rose into the air and shot towards Yang Tianxing who was falling from the air. The faint green light sword was still inserted into Yang Tianxing's belly, and the sword body was stained red with blood, which seemed so shocking.

The first person to hold Yang Tianxing in her arms was Xiao Yeyue. She seemed to have recovered from her breathing regulation. At this time, she was at a loss and instilled in the holy energy into Yang Tianxing's body. A crystal-clear hand was blocking the bleeding wound on Yang Tianxing's body like a madman, but she was so anxious that she was about to cry, because there were more than a few dozen wounds on Yang Tianxing's body, and blood was everywhere. She blocked this side and couldn't block the other side, and her jade hands were already stained with blood.

Flying to the east mountain, Xiao Yeyue carefully placed Yang Tianxing's body on a flat ground and placed his head in his arms. She was already surrounded by people, Bai Susu, Zhu Feng, Liu Qingmei, Xun Leiji, Tang Yan, Cao Huan, Ao Long, all of them were worried, while Bai Susu, Zhu Feng, and Liu Qingmei were already tearful. The three of them were also anxious to block Yang Tianxing's wounds. Xun Leiji took out the wound medicine with a pale face and trembled on Yang Tianxing's wounds, cursing as he scattered: "This kid is looking for death."

Liu Qingmei wiped her tears, stared at her eyes wide, punched him hard, and scolded: "At that time, you are still nagging what the use is. If Tianxing has any problems, I will kill you."

Xun Leiji smiled bitterly on his face, sighed, and stopped talking.

However, Ao Long seemed very calm at this moment and said in a hoarse voice: "It's better to find a way to pull out the sword from my brother's belly first. The demonic energy on the sword will only aggravate his injuries."

After he said this, everyone's eyes were focused on the sword of the Soul-Slaying Sword. The sword was three feet long, but at this moment, about one foot of the sword had penetrated into Yang Tianxing's abdomen. A golden light appeared from the wound pierced by the sword. It was obvious that Yang Tianxing's spirit was suppressing the spread of the wound, and blood continued to flow out of the wound, dyeing the ground red.

Xun Leiji's injury medicine was obviously very effective. He stopped the blood from other wounds in a short time. Now only the wounds of the sword were left. Everyone looked at the sword, and no one dared to pull it out. You know, once the sword was pulled out, it was very likely that Yang Tianxing could not lift it up in one breath, which was even more dangerous.

At this moment, a shrill and angry dragon roar came from the depths of the lake. Everyone was shocked and looked down at the mountain. I saw that the black lake water was boiling at some point, and countless huge waves were stirred up. The huge body of the demon dragon appeared faintly on the black water surface, apparently impacting the Buddha's Dharma body pressing on the lake surface.

Looking at the three great monks including Manjushri Bodhisattva, the faces of the three great monks were solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy, the Buddha's spirit kept pouring from his body to the seals in his hands, and the sound of mantras rang out again.

The golden light shot out of the Buddha's Dharma body is still very dazzling, but it is much weaker than before. This is also because the three great Bodhisattvas consumed a lot of true energy to maintain the Great Wheel of Kalachakra mantra. Thousands of golden Buddha lights sprinkled on the black lake. Although huge waves surged towards the Dharma body one after another, they always disappeared three feet away from the Dharma body.

At this time, except Chi Yuekong and Tang Yan, there were only non-god-level masters such as Ao Long, Cao Huan, and Dragon Surrendering Arhat. Han Yixia was still fighting tenaciously with the Black Demonic Aura. However, there was another white figure beside him. Cang Yuexia had arrived at Han Yixiao at some point and hugged his waist tightly.

"Yixiao...you are going to wake up..." Cang Yuexia hugged Han Yixiao's tiger waist tightly while crying, and did not dare to relax at all. She was extremely sad. Seeing Han Yixiao's painful appearance, her heart was bleeding. This weak woman was like a grass trembling in the wind under Han Yixiao's violent and crazy struggle.

However, she is so strong and determined.

A scene of Yang Tianxing's blood flowing in Han Yixiao's mind kept flashing. The heart-wrenching pain tortured him like a poisonous snake. The black demon's energy madly and cruelly destroyed every nerve of his mind, trying to erase that scene from his mind.

Chi Yuekong had always been ashamed of stabbing Yang Tianxing. At this moment, when he heard the roar of the demon dragon, he felt a strong anger. The demonic light in his eyes was so strong that he suddenly roared, and he used all the demonic power in his body to use Chi You Yaoji and suddenly rushed towards the demon dragon that was about to move in the lake. Although he did not have the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, his fists were still sharp.

The one who was unlucky is the Demon Dragon. He was desperately hitting the Buddha's Dharma body guarding the lake. He just saw that the Dharma body had hope of breaking it, but was suddenly hit by Chi Yuekong, who was like a ghost, with a punch on the dragon's head.

Chi Yuekong made anger and could imagine how powerful the punch was. He heard the demon dragon let out a shrill scream, and the dragon head was smashed into the lake, causing waves of several feet high.

However, the anger of the demon dragon was also aroused, and the dragon's tail swept hard, sweeping across the Buddha's Dharma body with a force of tremendous force.

With a loud bang, the Dharma body shook violently, and the golden light scattered. It took a moment to calm down, but the Buddha light on the Buddha's body weakened a lot.

The demon dragon's spirit was greatly boosted, and he ignored Chi Yuekong, who was constantly attacking him above, and he was determined to break the Dharma body that was suppressing him. Anyway, he had a strong skin and thick flesh, and he had black demon energy to protect his body. Chi Yuekong's fist hit his body only hurt for a moment, and there was no big deal. On the contrary, the Buddha's Dharma body made him very annoyed, and his demonic nature was suppressed by the Buddha's light and could not be fully displayed.

The three great Bodhisattvas looked tragic. Every time the demon dragon swept their tails, they were struck by lightning, and they had already sprayed out several mouthfuls of blood in succession. But they still used only a small amount of energy to maintain the existence of the Dharma body.

Chi Yuekong danced like crazy and kept hitting the demon dragon's body, but after more than ten punches, it seemed that there was no effect except for the demon dragon's few unhearing screams. He smiled bitterly, thinking that he could not pose a fatal threat to the demon dragon without the Soul-Slaying Sword.

Seeing that the Dharma body was gradually overwhelmed, everyone felt extremely uneasy. Except for leaving Xiao Yeyue, Bai Susu and Zhu Feng to take care of Yang Tianxing, the rest of the people joined the siege of the demon dragon.

For a moment, the sky above the lake was extremely lively. Experts from all walks of life showed their abilities and sacrificed various magic weapons to attack the demon dragon in the lake as if they were desperately fighting.

After so many attacks at once, the demon dragon seemed very embarrassed. He felt that the dragon scales on his body had been knocked out for hundreds of yuan. If he continued like this, he would not be beaten to death, and he would be hurt to death. Especially the fist from Chi Yuekong, which was fierce and fierce. Every time he endured, he would have to fall off several dragon scales. He felt so distressed that he could not help but helpless.

While the fierce battle was in full swing on the lake, Han Yixiao was still fighting with the black demon energy, and a powerful belief was supporting him. The moment when Yang Tian acted as he blocked the sword with his body, he finally understood something, that was something he had been looking for for many years, that was love. The brotherly feelings between him and Yang Tianxing were called friendship and family affection. It was this strong and unrestrained and endless emotion that washed away his body and mind like a flood. At that moment, he was no longer divided between inside and outside and the world surrounding him, and it was the difference between you and me. A strange warm current flowed out from all the pores of his body and into the meridians, vast and unstoppable.

At that moment, he was reborn from the flames of the world like a fire phoenix.

Only by being extreme in emotion can one be extreme in Tao.

He finally discovered the bottleneck of the demon entering the divine way and reached the extreme of the demonic way he longed for.

He was in a very mysterious state at this time. Although the black demon energy was still crazily destroying his nerves, the unknown warm current in his body was getting stronger and stronger. He seemed to be waiting for something.

Even Cang Yuexia, who had been holding him tightly, felt the strange changes on his body, and she let go of her hand in a daze, took a few steps back and stared blankly.

Boom! A dull thunder sounded deep in the sky, which seemed particularly abrupt on the sunny days.

Everyone who was still fighting on the lake looked up at the sky in surprise, and they were too lazy to pay attention to the demon dragon running around in the lake to avoid attacks.

Ao Long looked at the still clear sky and said in surprise: "What's wrong with God? Why are you thundering on a sunny day?"

Chi Yuekong looked up at the sky, then looked at Han Yixiao, who was standing tall and burly without mountains, seemed to understand something and was slightly moved.

Suddenly, a thick and heavy dark cloud rose from the sky to the east, carrying the flashing lightning, and was moving quickly towards the center of the lake. The overwhelming momentum made people feel chilled.

Immediately afterwards, more dark clouds emerged from all directions and rolled in.
To be continued...