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Chapter 186 Deadly Threat
"I don't know what material this flying sword is made of, brother?"

Feeling the chill coming from the dark sword body, Su Xiaofan secretly guessed in his heart, but such a thing, even the same sect is not easy to detect.

Civilization didn't talk nonsense, after escaping from the Flying Sword of Fate, he made a sword art with his right hand, and saw the Flying Sword floating in the air, flying towards Old Yang like lightning.

"Ok?"

Seeing Wenming's flying sword, Yang Laowei frowned inexplicably, and waved his hand casually, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", Wenming's flying sword was hit into the air.

As for the civilization standing there, when the shield hit the flying sword, the whole person seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer on the head, and his face instantly turned pale.

With a finger of the sword formula in his hand, Civilization forcibly controlled Feijian, and when he wanted to attack again, Elder Yang waved his hand.

"Okay, stop it." Old Yang's expression was a little complicated.

"Old Yang, this junior failed to break the defense."

Wen Wen said with a face of shame, he really didn't expect that the attack method he was proud of would be destroyed in front of Mr. Yang.

"Your problem is not that you didn't break the defense."

Mr. Yang shook his head and said, "I didn't expect you to be so dogmatic, and the imperial envoy's natal flying sword actually fought back to pinch the sword art. Could it be that you can do what the imperial sword technique teaches you, and you don't know how to adapt it at all?"

"Ah? Is this wrong?"

Wen Wenming was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, the sect's martial art is like this, shouldn't Fei Jian be entrusted like this?
Zhao Yijian on the side also stared at Elder Yang with wide eyes, obviously the same is true of the sword control technique in his heart.

"Big mistake, I don't know what your ancestor taught."

Elder Yang said with a wry smile, "Shouldn't the natal flying sword be controlled from the heart? And your attack is so straight forward, do you really think you can hide it from the holy realm of supernatural consciousness?"

"Old Yang, what is the Divine Consciousness Field?" Su Xiaofan interrupted and asked, regardless of the fact that Old Yang was pointing out civilization.

In fact, when Su Xiaofan saw Wen Wenming's fencing skills just now, he also murmured in his heart.

First of all, Civilization spits out the sword, but it still spits out from the mouth. This gives people time to be prepared, and they cannot be caught by surprise.

What's more, although there are sword tactics in Yujianshu, they are used by elementary sword sect disciples to practice, and there are also sword tactics to command the enemy, which can't be compared with the divine sense of Yujian.

Su Xiaofan didn't have anyone to point him out, from cultivating the flying sword to getting out of the body, he never took the usual path, and did it from the heart, on the contrary, it was more suitable for the sword control technique.

But there is one thing that Su Xiaofan doesn't know, before the Yinshen came out of his body, he already fused the flying sword with his consciousness.

And when breaking through the Yinshen state, even the Yinshen and Feijian merged into one, which is tantamount to a second fusion, usually this kind of thing only happens when breaking through the Yangshen realm.

Su Xiaofan and Wenming have different degrees of fusion of Feijian, so Su Xiaofan can directly let Feijian escape from the body, Wenming spits out Feijian, which is not wrong for him.

That is to say, although the current Su Xiaofan advanced to the Yin God Realm more than ten years later than Civilization, he has already walked ahead of Civilization in Yujian.

"The Divine Consciousness Field is a magical power unique to the Saint-level Transcendent and the Yang God Realm."

Elder Yang didn't blame Su Xiaofan for interrupting him, and explained: "After being promoted to Yangshen, when fighting with someone, the consciousness will automatically form a field around the body.

This kind of field has many functions. For low-level cultivators, in the field of the Yang God Realm, they basically have no power to fight back..."

Before Old Yang finished speaking, his whole body shook. Su Xiaofan and the others standing in front of him suddenly felt stagnant, as if they had fallen into a quagmire.

Don't say anything, the three of them at this time have become extremely sluggish even in using their spiritual sense. As Old Yang said, if they are attacked at this time, they really have no power to fight back.

After Mr. Yang put away his field, Su Xiaofan and the others were sweating profusely. The feeling of being out of control was really terrifying. None of the three had experienced this kind of experience since they were promoted to high-level cultivators.

"What if it's the field where practitioners of the same level meet each other?" Su Xiaofan asked.

"Then it depends on whose cultivation base is higher."

Old Yang said: "Those with low cultivation will be suppressed and unable to exert their full strength. The best way is to leave the opponent's field."

"Old Yang, how far is the range of this field?"

Su Xiaofan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He knew that the Yang God Realm was terrifying, but he never thought that in front of the Yang God Realm, he would be as powerless as a child.

"It depends on the cultivation level."

Elder Yang glanced at a few people and said, "My field range is 50 meters, within 50 meters, all your attacks will be weakened.

"Your ancestor's sword field is stronger, with a range of about 80 meters. I guess the field of the holy bear is also about 80 meters."

Old Yang didn't hide his cultivation, he told them very clearly that he was not as good as that Saint-level Transcendent, at least he was invincible in the field.

"That is to say, as long as we exit this area to control the flying sword, we will not be affected by the field?"

Su Xiaofan heaved a sigh of relief, the range of [-] meters is really not too far for them.

Otherwise, there is really no way to do it. Once the opponent's field is shrouded, and then there is a spiritual attack, it is estimated that I will be shocked to death before I even make a move.

"That's why you Jianzong disciples can become the main force."

Old Yang nodded. The flying sword can attack from a distance and is very powerful. This is the reason why he asked Hua Long to invite the disciples of the Sword Sect and give them generous rewards.

It's a pity that the old guy of Jianzong has been wanting to go to sea recently and is making various preparations. Old Yang invited him several times but failed to impress the other party.

"Okay, I'm using the field this time, who of you will try to attack again?"

For the next big battle, Mr. Yang must figure out the attack power of the few people. If they are all like civilization, this trip to the restricted area may be fruitless.

Of course, it won't be all fruitless, at least the few Transcendents on the periphery can be eliminated, but there is nothing they can do about that holy bear.

"I'll try it."

Zhao Yijian spoke, and at the same time his body retreated, and he didn't stop until he was more than 100 meters away from Mr. Yang.

Naturally, Su Xiaofan and Wenming wouldn't stay where they were, the feeling of being trapped by the field was too uncomfortable, and Duobao, who retreated back into the forest just now.

Zhao Yijian was much better than a civilized chicken thief, and when he stepped back, he spit out the flying sword.

Although Zhao Yijian also made a move to pinch the sword, but it was done in a very subtle way, Feijian flew towards Old Yang without making a sound, Su Xiaofan might not have been able to see it if he hadn't been staring at him all the time.

"Huh? The speed has slowed down..."

When Zhao Yijian's natal flying sword came within 50 meters in front of Mr. Yang, the flying sword appeared all of a sudden, and the speed was more than twice as slow as before.

Of course, this slowness is relative, and it is actually quite fast in the eyes of others.

With the same movement, Elder Yang sent the flying sword flying with a wave of his shield.

Zhao Yijian was well prepared this time, knowing that his consciousness would be shaken, which was much better than Civilization, but he stopped after one blow.

"The speed of the flying sword is not as good as your brother, huh? The material of your flying sword is not bad."

A look of disappointment appeared on Old Yang's face, but then he was stunned for a moment, because he found a broken place on his black iron shield.

Obviously this was caused by Feijian's attack, but Elder Yang knew that it was not because of Zhao Yijian's high cultivation, but because of Feijian itself.

"Just now, it seemed that the spiritual energy in the body was still a little stagnant."

Recalling the scene when he did it, Old Yang couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "Does your flying sword still contain the power of lightning?"

"Yes, I added a little of Regin's gold essence."

Zhao Yijian nodded and looked at Su Xiaofan at the same time, obviously, even Yang Lao attached great importance to this lightning power.

"It's a pity, your cultivation base is not enough, otherwise the power of lightning can hinder the opponent's actions, and then cut him off with a single sword!"

Old Yang shook his head slightly. It seems that the goal of this trip needs to be changed. With the cultivation of the people in front of him, even adding himself is not enough to kill that bear.

"Do you still want to try?"

Old Yang looked at Su Xiaofan, but he didn't think this young man in his 20s could bring him any surprises.

"Okay, I'll try too."

Although he is used to keeping a low profile, what he is facing on this trip is a life-and-death fight, and even more so, he has to face that saint-level transcendent. Naturally, Su Xiaofan has to figure out what his attack power is.

And Su Xiaofan still has some shadows in his heart, that is, when he was in the death penalty area last time, he was almost shocked to death by that holy-level extraordinary roar.

So if I can't break through the defense this time, then basically I don't need to go to the Qinling restricted area, because if I go there, I will give away the head, and I can't threaten the opponent at all.

While Su Xiaofan was talking, he didn't seem to take any action.

However, Elder Yang's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and he felt a deadly threat.

A sword light invisible to the naked eye quietly appeared at the position of Old Yang's heart, and the effect of the field on this flying sword was actually negligible.

Fortunately, knowing that Su Xiaofan was about to make a move, Elder Yang was still vigilant, and when the flying sword was about to stab him, Elder Yang still blocked the shield in front of him.

However, the difference from the previous two attacks has already been revealed. Those two times, Elder Yang was actively attacking Feijian, but this time he was completely defending.

When the flying sword pierced the shield, an accident happened again. There was no expected noise, but the flying sword penetrated the shield silently.

Between the flashes and flints, Elder Yang still showed the strength of a cultivator in the Yangshen realm. Just as the flying sword touched his body, his left index finger flicked on Feijian's sword.

Su Xiaofan only felt a shock in his body, especially the sea of ​​consciousness, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his eyes felt black.

But after all, Void and Su Xiaofan have merged into one, with a thought, Feijian withdrew from Old Yang's field, and was about to launch a second attack.

"Stop, stop!"

Yang Laolian yelled twice to stop, his voice was a little chaotic, and there was already a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

For many years, Elder Yang didn't feel this kind of fatal threat. At the moment when the flying sword pierced through the black iron shield, he really felt the threat of death.

Moreover, the index finger of Old Yang's left hand was dripping with blood, and he wanted to stop the wound with a thought.

But what made Old Yang's heart beat violently was that he actually saw an arc of light on the wound, preventing him from repairing the wound.

With a cold shout in his mouth, Elder Yang had already driven out the arc light, and the wound stopped bleeding quickly, but the wound touching the phalanx did not heal so quickly.

"You kid, you actually... hurt me?"

Originally, Mr. Yang wanted to say that Su Xiaofan almost killed him, but it was too embarrassing to say that, so he changed it to hurt himself.

"Old Yang, you are all right."

Su Xiaofan said a little depressed: "My natal flying sword was flicked by you, and I almost lost control. This junior is still too weak."

Old Yang's action to stop the bleeding was too fast, and the clothes he was wearing had very long cuffs, his right hand was covered by the sleeve, so Su Xiaofan and others didn't notice the injury on his hand.

"Fart's cultivation is too weak, this kid must be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

Old Yang cursed in his heart, this is considered too weak cultivation base, so if Su Xiaofan is stronger, wouldn't he kill himself like nothing?
"No, you hurt me."

Elder Yang didn't hide anything, he raised his injured right hand and said, "You were only a little bit close to attacking my body. With the power of your flying sword, I can't resist it."

What Mr. Yang said was very frank. Although it was a shameful thing to be hurt by a junior, Su Xiaofan's performance made Mr. Yang see the hope of successfully clearing the restricted area this time.

"But, this injury still can't kill that holy bear?"

Looking at the small wound on Old Yang's hand, Su Xiaofan still lacked confidence. Such a small injury was not worth mentioning at all for Chaofan's huge body.

"No, it can be killed!"

Old Yang felt a little depressed, must he let the old man speak bluntly?Then there will be no face at all.

But it is related to the success or failure of clearing the forbidden area, so Yang Lao can only say patiently: "The flying swords of the two of them really can't kill that Xiong Wei..."

As soon as Mr. Yang opened his mouth, Wen Wenming and Zhao Yijian's faces darkened a little. This is really a comparison between goods and people, and the two brothers actually became the background boards of negative textbooks.

Elder Yang didn't care about taking care of those two people's feelings, and continued, "If I draw that Xiong's attention and weaken its field, your flying sword will definitely pose a fatal threat to it!"

"Really?" Su Xiaofan's eyes lit up when he heard Old Yang's words.

After experiencing the incident in the death penalty zone, Su Xiaofan originally thought that he was the role of giving away the head in front of the Saint-level Transcendent, but now hearing Yang Laoyi's words, his confidence suddenly returned a lot.

"Of course it is true, but there is one thing to pay attention to."

Elder Yang thought for a while, and said, "The physical body of an extraordinary creature is much stronger than that of a human cultivator, and that bear has rough skin and thick flesh.

It is true that your flying sword can break defenses, but it is very likely that after entering its body, it will be blocked by its fleshy bones, and if it does not hit a vital point, the injuries caused by this flying sword will not pose a fatal threat to that bear .

And once it feels that you can threaten its life, it will definitely abandon me and attack you, so you are likely to have only one power, and you must kill it with one blow! "

For the deduction of the battle situation, Mr. Yang is extremely cautious, he must think of all the disadvantages, otherwise if there is a slight mistake, Su Xiaofan may not even have a chance to make a second strike.

"Two places."

Elder Yang stretched out two fingers, "One is Xiong Wei's brain, and the other is the heart. Only by attacking these two places can we achieve a one-hit kill."

Old Yang hesitated for a moment, "But you'd better attack that guy's brain. It's too big. If it doesn't pierce the heart, your flying sword won't be so effective when it takes precautions."

Old Yang admits that Su Xiaofan's flying sword is very powerful, but if he really fights with all his strength, he will definitely be able to crack the flying sword and kill Su Xiaofan.

If he can do this himself, so can the Xiong Wei whose strength is still higher than his own, so Su Xiaofan doesn't have many chances.

"We can let the two of them release the flying swords first. Their flying swords can hardly hurt that guy, but they can paralyze the bear."

Mr. Yang was thinking about swordsmanship, and what he said casually almost made Su Xiaofan's two senior brothers cry. They were actually reduced to the point where they could only play support.

And in Old Yang's mouth, they don't even deserve their names at the moment, and they are used to represent them when they open their mouths and shut their mouths.

"No, this is not good, their flying swords still hurt places like the eyes."

Old Yang was talking to himself, "That will make it guard against its vital points, and it will not be conducive to Xiao Su, you can strike a fatal blow with your sword."

Mr. Yang knew that the success or failure of this trip was almost completely dependent on Su Xiaofan, because even he himself could only hurt Xiong Shi at most.

Mr. Yang knew very well that a Saint-level Transcendent who was wounded but not killed would be so lethal. At that time, he might be able to escape, and everyone else would fall there.

After weighing the strengths, Mr. Yang said, "Forget about the two of you, don't come over and cause trouble, and Xiao Su and I will deal with that Xiong Wei."

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

Zhao Yijian and Wenming looked at each other, feeling more and more sad. They have become you, and they still don't deserve a name.

"Okay, you guys go back, Xiao Su and I have to cooperate again."

Old Yang waved his hands like chasing flies, his mind was all on the deduction of the battle situation at the moment, and he didn't care about what Zhao Yijian and the others were thinking.

"Senior brother." Su Xiaofan scratched his head in embarrassment, he knew that the two senior brothers were very embarrassing.

"Junior Brother Xiaofan, that part belongs to you."

Zhao Yijian patted Su Xiaofan on the shoulder, Jianzong disciples have always been aboveboard.

Zhao Yijian and Wenming are indeed inferior in skills, now that Mr. Yang is belittling him, he will not take his anger on Su Xiaofan,

After Zhao Yijian and Wen Wenming left, Elder Yang raised his head, put the shield in his left hand, and grabbed a three-meter-long spear in his right hand.

"Old Yang, is this a refined treasure?"

Feeling the bursts of killing energy from the long spear, Su Xiaofan's throat felt a little dry, and he felt that the lethality of the long spear was by no means inferior to his own flying sword.

"Yes, but it can't be driven like your sword control, at most it can only hurt the bear."

Old Yang nodded. After Zhao Yijian and Wen Wenming left, he already regarded Su Xiaofan as a cultivator of the same level as himself, so he also showed his trump card.

The black iron spear is the main attack, and the black iron shield is the main defense. One attack and one defense, Mr. Yang has almost no weaknesses. This is also the main reason why the relevant departments asked him to take action this time.

But if there is no weakness, it means that when fighting against the same level of combat power, Xiong Wei's strength should be higher than that of Old Yang.

"My most powerful move, you are optimistic about it."

Old Yang changed the conversation to sound transmission with spiritual consciousness, which was related to his trump card, and he couldn't let outsiders know it at will.

With a shake of his right hand, the spear in Old Yang's hand suddenly trembled, and the space around the gun seemed to ripple with the rhythm of the tremor.

Su Xiaofan saw Old Yang let out a low shout, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already under a rock more than a hundred meters away.

Su Xiaofan didn't even see how Mr. Yang fired his gun, but he heard a loud noise like the ground shaking, and the rock, which was tens of meters high, suddenly collapsed.

With the power of a single shot, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and Lao Yang's figure also appeared not far from Su Xiaofan.

"Such an attack power can only hurt that bear?"

Su Xiaofan's throat was a little dry, and he had a new orientation on the strength of the saint-level extraordinary in his heart.
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