I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 288 What, the Ghost King is your son?

On the entire Qingyun Mountain, countless flesh and blood were flying everywhere, screaming repeatedly, like a hell on earth.

At first it was almost a one-sided massacre.

However, this situation came to an abrupt end when the monochromatic air sword flew behind the Ghost King and Yu Yangzi.

"Bang bang!"

Wanwan Xiang and Yuyangzi, one of them smashed a single-color Qi sword.

"What a strong evil spirit."

Thousands of people go there thoughtfully.

"But I can handle it."

Yu Yangzi also felt it. This Immortal Killing Sword Formation looked scary, but it was not completely unstoppable.

Fairy Sanmiao also had the courage to take a shot, her body shook slightly and then stopped.

"The Zhuxian Sword Formation is nothing more than that. All brothers of the Holy Cult, form an array one by one to resist Zhuxian!"

Thousands of people went to He Yuyangzi and immediately shouted loudly.

They knew that Qingyun Mountain was still not a place where they could stay for a long time, but it seemed that large-scale defeats and massacres could be avoided.

The level of the Demon Sect's formation is very high. This was when Che Yuanqi fought in the Wilderness Temple and besieged Wan Jianyi and others, which left a glorious scene in the hearts of those old people at that time.

Although Che Yuanqi soon joined Wudang, there were still many demon sect disciples who respected him and never forgot his posture of commanding formations. They also tried their best to cultivate the aspect of forming formations to defend against enemies.

The three valve owners stretched out their hands to block part of the monochrome air sword, leaving a safe space in the field.

With the backbone in place, the Demon Cult disciples soon began to gradually move closer to these three people.

The disciples of the Demon Sect formed into a formation were still not enough to compete with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but the sword rain of the single-color Qi Sword was able to maneuver around and retreat slowly in formation.

Daoxuan frowned.

Seeing that the great opportunity to eliminate the Demon Cult was right in front of him, he was not willing to let it go.

He pinched the sword technique in his hand, and a rain of single-colored swords accompanied the surroundings. The huge seven-color main sword also slashed at the demon sect members.

"bass!"

The giant sword was slashed in the air, and the three valve masters immediately changed their expressions. They used all their strength to shoot out the treasure light and faced the huge air sword.

"laugh!"

A tearing sound was heard, and even the combined efforts of the three valve masters could not stop Daoxuan from using Zhu Xian.

Fairy Sanmiao spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and was knocked away. She looked sluggish and had almost no power to move.

Ten thousand people went to He Yuyangzi, who also felt uncomfortable. Qi and blood surged in his body, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and tore the treasure light in his hand to pieces on the spot.

The huge power that escaped killed hundreds of people from the Demon Sect who had formed a formation under their protection.

"Get out, get out!"

Yuyangzi shouted loudly.

The people in the Demon Cult could only flee for their lives like birds and beasts again.

"Zhu Xian, this is Zhu Xian."

Yuyangzi gritted his teeth and looked at Daoxuan. He did not pause. After one sword strike, he swung another one.

Yuyangzi didn't care about being cruel and fled quickly.

He actually didn't know that compared to the ending in his original work, this was considered a blessing among misfortunes.

Fortunately, his strength has greatly increased now, and he has reached the university level after all. If Yu Yangzi in the original work encountered Daoxuan who was in good health and used the Zhuxian Sword, with one strike, he would not just break an arm. Simple.

I'm afraid the end will be the same as the Poison God just now, his whole person will be wiped out in ashes.

Thousands of people looked at the situation and ran faster than a rabbit. As soon as they failed to block him for the first time, they immediately turned around and ran away. On the way, they kept calling the Ghost King Sect disciples together.

He is different from that idiot Yu Yangzi, he is full of calculations.

If he and Yu Yangzi hadn't been separated by the bomb, he would have wanted to pull Yu Yangzi over to support him like his master did back then.

But what many people have overlooked is that Daoxuan is in mid-air, and it is not like in the original work that he was injured by a sneak attack by Cangsong and was unable to move.

He ran so fast in front, of course Daoxuan saw him at a glance.

"Ghost King, now that you are here, stay in Qingyun. Otherwise, if word spreads, everyone will say that I, the head of Qingyun, am not hospitable enough."

Daoxuan chuckled lightly, activated the water unicorn, and swooped down with a huge seven-color qi sword. The sword was like the creation of heaven and earth, slashing at thousands of people.

"Daoxuan, you old bull nose, the person who plots against you is the Poison God, and the leader is Yu Yangzi, why are you chasing me!"

Thousands of people yelled and cursed.

The white tiger talisman in his hand was activated by evil energy, and the shadow of a white tiger was shrouded in his body.

With the help of Bai Hu's several jumps, he barely managed to avoid Daoxuan's sword.

However, the seven-colored main sword of the Zhuxian Sword Formation was too huge, and it still brushed the edge of the white tiger.

The white tiger's shadow wailed, then shattered, and thousands of people spat out another mouthful of blood.

He used the momentum to roll first, and then he didn't die under the edge of the Zhuxian sword.

"King of Ghosts, today is your death day!"

Daoxuan's eyes were sharp, Zhu Xian stabbed straight at the thousands of people on the ground.

"Stop hurting my daddy!"

With a scream, a green figure flashed past, carrying ten thousand people away, leaving Daoxuan's sword in the air.

"Little witch!"

Daoxuan cursed secretly.

It was also the first time for him to activate this Immortal Killing Sword Formation. The infusion of huge spiritual power took time, and he was not skilled in controlling it. In order to be safe, he did not swing the sword very fast.

If you use sword energy to attack, the speed can be considered fast, but if you swing the colorful main sword in person like now, you need to balance too much power, and the speed is somewhat unsatisfactory.

But this was Zhu Xian after all. With his powerful energy, the sword turned and locked onto Baguio, who was flying to the ground with ten thousand people in his arms.

"Damn it, Uncle Daoxuan!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the sight of the souls of the dead. Baguio had some Taoism. He knew very well that Daoxuan was in the state of killing the immortal sword formation. With one strike of the sword, 1 Baguio would also be wiped out.

Five colors of light flashed, Zhang Xiaofan's figure moved several times, and moved towards Baguio at an incredible speed.

"Old Seven!"

Tian Buyi was organizing his disciples to defend against the enemy at this time. When he didn't notice any of them, Zhang Xiaofan was almost under the edge of the Immortal Killing Sword.

"Senior Brother Wan, hurry up, save my seventh child!"

Tian Buyi didn't want the most talented disciple in the history of Dazhu Peak to die in such an unexplained way.

"rest assured."

Wan Jian nodded, he could ignore others, but Zhang Xiaofan had to.

Zhang Xiaofan's Taoism is still shallow at this time, and the speed of flying in the air may not be fast enough. However, when flying close to the ground, the magic weapon of ordinary practitioners has to slow down, but he can use Qinggong to speed up.

With one addition and one subtraction, he even surpassed everyone in speed, and arrived in front of Baguio in almost a few seconds.

"Uncle Master, this is my unmarried wife, please spare her life!" Zhang Xiaofan shouted to Daoxuan.

Daoxuan was filled with rage at this time. Although he was able to completely suppress it with his Daoxing, it was undeniable that he was much more violent and murderous than his usual self.

"Zhang Xiaofan, as a disciple of Qingyun, you were bewitched by the demon sect's enchantress. I didn't pursue this matter. Now you still want to protect her?"

Daoxuan sneered and said, "Okay, I can let this little witch go, but I have to kill her father."

"Then you kill our father and daughter together. Am I still afraid that you, the old thief Daoxuan, will fail?"

Baguio was very stubborn. He waved his jade hand and took out a bell.

"Baguio, no."

Wanwan said weakly.

However, he was almost completely unable to move at this time and was completely unable to stop it.

"Zhang Xiaofan, hurry up, stop her!"

As the treasure of the Hehuan Sect, the Hehuan Bell has been studied carefully by thousands of people.

The "Infatuation Spell" is a method that uses a firm heart to sacrifice, arouses with strong love, and exerts tyrannical power. Although Mrs. Jinling was created for lovers, it does not mean that she can only sacrifice for lovers.

He was really afraid that Baguio would die together with Daoxuan in despair.

"Baguio, you go first. I'll explain this later at the door."

Zhang Xiaofan also pushed Baguio, urging her to run quickly.

However, how powerful Daoxuan was, how could he stop these two juniors?

He reached out and plucked it from behind, and the Taoist robe was taken off, and he threw it towards Zhang Xiaofan.

The robe was able to withstand the wind. When Zhang Xiaofan stood in front of him, it was already a huge bag, trying to wrap Zhang Xiaofan completely in it.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked when he saw Daoxuan trapping the water unicorn with his Taoist robe in the square of Tongtian Peak.

The magic power was pushed to the extreme, and the sapphire sword cut through the sword marks, trying to block the Taoist robe. He took small steps with his feet, making the Taoist robe swing from side to side, unable to catch Zhang Xiaofan's trajectory.

Daoxuan's hands kept moving, and the huge seven-color qi sword was slashed at Baguio and Wanwan.

"No no no no no!"

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were so wide open that he rushed forward, using the five-color brilliance of the five spirit beads to move to the extreme. He used all the martial arts he had learned throughout his life to throw them forward, trying to stop the giant qi sword.

But all the methods were ineffective in front of the seven-color Qi sword and evaporated instantly.Even five nine-day magic weapon-level spirit beads were ejected in an instant.

The huge qi sword grew bigger and bigger in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes. He was helpless and locked by the Zhuxian sword qi. His body felt like it was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

At this moment, he felt his hands soften.

Looking back, it was Baguio holding his hand.

"Xiaofan, you are very good." Baguio smiled, "I am very happy to die with you."

Then the bell rang, accompanied by a murmur that sounded like it had been sleeping for thousands of years.

"Nine ghosts, gods and demons of the heavens, use my blood body as a sacrifice..."

Baguio's whole body began to glow with blood mist, and this blood mist gradually condensed into a huge wave of blood energy, facing the Zhuxian Sword.

In the original work, this huge power of the Infatuation Curse can actually bounce the Zhuxian Sword away and break the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

But there is one thing. At that time, Daoxuan himself was seriously injured and almost unable to move. He used the Zhuxian Sword again, and this was the second time he tried to use it. In fact, even if Baguio didn't block it, he would still have to swing the sword. The fairy sword fell out of hand and he fell unconscious.

Now Daoxuan has just eaten fairy beans and is full of energy.Moreover, Daoxuan in the original work only had the Dao Xing of the seventh level of Taiqing. Now Daoxuan has already half-stepped into the ninth level of Taiqing's limit!
The giant wave of blood energy only remained stagnant for a short moment before it began to shake.And then, the waves parted, like Moses parting the sea, and the sword energy drove in.

"Senior Brother Wan, hurry, hurry!"

Tian Buyi shouted anxiously.

But the green sword light was still too slow. After all, they were separated by a mountain top, but Zhu Xian and the three people under the sword were very close.

Zhang Xiaofan felt that the body of the owner of the hand he was holding was melting, as if he was about to dissolve into the world.

As for himself, everything in front of him was also evaporating, leaving only a touch of orange light that flickered forever.

Orange light?

"Ha, haha..." Zhang Xiaofan gasped, feeling like all the bones in his body had been drained, and he sat down on the ground.

"Ding!"

The sound was as crisp as the sound of broken ice hitting a wall, and the Immortal Killing Sword that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth stopped unexpectedly.

In front of the sword's edge is a small orange-yellow bead.

Behind the round bead is a face full of anger.

"Daoxuan, do you dare to kill my son?"

Zhang Xue roared loudly, and the roar made the entire Qingyun Mountains shake. Even the Zhuxian Sword Formation could not withstand it. The rocks fell rustling down, just like the terrifying scene that shocked Qingyunzi's disciples to death before Qingye was born. earthquake.

"Ah, the Ghost King is your son?"

Zhuxian's anger obviously infected Daoxuan's brain, making him less sober.

"Is the ghost king's surname Zhang?"

Zhang Xuedu laughed angrily, "Among these three people, there is only one named Zhang. Who do you think is my son?"

Even on such a battlefield, Zhang Xue's words made everyone stop fighting.

Zhang Xiaofan.

"No wonder, no wonder."

Enlightenment arose in the hearts of many people.

No wonder Zhang Xiaofan is outstanding, no wonder he possesses five Nine Heavenly Divine Weapons. It is not unusual for Zhang Xue's son to throw out five hundred Nine Heavenly Divine Weapons.

"Senior Brother Wan, this, he, the seventh is..." Tian Buyi looked at Wan Jian and spoke incoherently.

"Ah, Zhang Xue, he is here."

Wan Jian Yichun didn't take it seriously. Even if Zhang Xiaofan and the others were hacked to death by Zhu Xian just now, he could take her back and resurrect his wife.

So whether I could catch up or not just now, I wasn’t that concerned.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xue appeared in Qingyun Mountain.

"call!"

With a roar, the bead suddenly grew in size, and its diameter became as long as the huge seven-color qi sword that gathered Qingyun's spiritual veins, causing Daoxuan to fly backwards.

"Old Niubi, you are looking for death!"

Zhang Xue rose into the sky, surrounded by seven orange-yellow dragon balls, like a god.

"Zhang Xue, can I be afraid of you?"

This is often the case with drunk people. Although they are still sober, they dare to do things that they normally would not dare to do because of the alcohol. This is called drunkenness and cowardice.

The same is true for Dao Xuan at this time. Zhu Xian's violent aura is much stronger than alcohol. This is called Zhu Xian's strong cowardice.The main reason why Daoxuan wants to take action is not the main thing. Five or six years ago, he was beaten inexplicably and lost face.

"I mean, why did you come to our Qingyun Gate to cause trouble? You sent your son to our Qingyun Gate to be a spy, and you still dare to come to our house to make trouble. Today, I won't give you a hard blow. You don't know about our Qingyun Gate's Immortal Killing Sword Formation." It’s awesome!”

Daoxuan clenched the hilt of the sword, took a deep breath, activated his magic power to the extreme, and the Zhuxian Sword lit up with a brighter light than before.

(End of this chapter)