Changyang

The flying knife was as thin as a willow leaf, and it shot suddenly, leaving only an afterimage in Changyang's eyes.

The white-browed wolf ear on the right side moved slightly, and he was the first to grab the blade's spine, but his palm was sliced ​​open by the flying thin blade.

A splash of blood suddenly splashed onto Chang Yang's face, which was warm and slightly fishy.

"Zheng-"

She turned sideways and drew her sword quickly, cutting off the flying knives.

At the same time, Bai Mei howled angrily and pounced on Tang Jie, who was sitting crookedly on the chair across from him. Chang Yang chased after him with a sword, Ping Qingyun followed closely, and the three of them formed a diagonal line.

From the beginning to the end, they didn't make a sound, and there wasn't even a trace of doubt in their eyes. They came from the spinning attack with flying knives, and only the fighting spirit remained.

This is the instinct after team battles.

Tang Jie narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and said coldly: "The earthworm shakes the tree."

The tiger demon next to him rushed forward: "Wolf demon, I will deal with it."

The tiger demon stretched out his thick palm and smacked Bai Mei who was coming towards him with great force. However, Bai Mei did not dodge, he clenched his fist and punched him blankly.

The fists and palms collided, making a heavy muffled sound, and the spiritual power of the two demon cultivators exploded, causing the surrounding space to be faintly distorted in an instant.

At this moment, Chang Yang swooped out from behind Bai Mei and pointed his sword at Tang Jie on the seat.

From flying knives to spinning back, to three people counterattacking, it only took a blink of an eye.

The male cultivator at the end who complained was shocked by their fierce aura and subconsciously retreated, hiding among the crowd of onlookers.

Tang Jie's big arm muscles bulged, he stretched out two fingers and easily caught the tip of Chang Yang's stabbing sword. Guozi's face couldn't hide the ridicule: "Do you really think that Foundation Establishment can compete with the middle stage of Jindan?"

The spiritual power of the two fingers of his right hand was moving, and the shackles bent the sword body. If he continued, he would break her sword.

Behind him, Ping Qingyun struck Tang Jie with a palm. Chang Yang took advantage of the situation, shook his wrist and shook his sword, withdrew his own sword, and then slashed away with his waist.

Tang Jie suddenly jumped up, and all four legs of his seat were cut off by the sword energy. He landed again. The two fingers of his right hand behind his back were slightly numb, and he glanced at Ping Qingyun: "Mid-stage Jindan?"

"This person, I'll come." Another middle-stage Golden Core monk stood up and said.

Ping Qingyun frowned and looked at these unfamiliar middle-stage Jindan monks: "Are you going too far?"

Shouldn’t the matter in Linglin Mountain be settled in Linglin Mountain?What's the point of asking for backup?
As soon as he said these words, the monk opposite immediately burst into laughter.

Tang Jie said kindly: "Today I will teach you what it means to eat the weak and the strong."

As soon as he finished speaking, several flying knives appeared in his hand and flew towards Changyang. During this period, the shadows of the knives continued to grow, and by the time he approached, they had blocked her roads in all directions.

Changyang swung her sword to the extreme, but she still couldn't get rid of the thousands of knives, and the afterimages of flying knives kept cutting her body.

Next to him, Ping Qingyun wanted to get closer to help, but was stopped by another middle-stage Jindan monk. While he was distracted, the other party seized the opportunity and punched the spirit shield to pieces.

Within a moment, all three of them were in trouble.

Compared with the middle stage of Jindan and the early stage, there is a clear Chu River between them, not to mention that Changyang is only building a foundation. Every swing of her sword is blocked, and her sword moves clearly fall into the eyes of the opponent.

The rain of knives fell again.

Chang Yang no longer dodges, but actually rushes forward. Regardless of the damage caused by the rain of knives, only Tang Jie standing opposite her in the black pupils is actually rushed out by her.

"Strike an egg against a stone!" Tang Jie snorted coldly, moved forward, waved his sleeve and hit Chang Yang's abdomen with a palm.

In the middle stage of the golden elixir, he struck with all his strength, sending Chang Yang flying backwards after just escaping from the rain of knives.

Her Dantian was hit hard, and the golden spiritual sea in her house instantly turned upside down and fell to the ground. Her legs lost strength and she knelt down on one knee and fell backwards.

A long line of blood was dragged on the stone ground at the main entrance of Beidou Pavilion. It was unclear whether it was the blood on Chang Yang's knees or the blood on his body.

She held the sword upright in her right hand, half of the sword blade stuck into the ground, and it took a long time to stop retreating.

The new Taoist robe was already in tatters. When Changyang lowered his head, blood dripped down from it. It was unknown what kind of wounds it came from, and his exposed shoulders became increasingly lonely and thin.

The Beidou Pavilion Golden Core mid-level monks who were watching couldn't help but say: "You guys apologize, don't go to the spiritual springs of Fellow Daoist Tang and others in the future."

Tang Jie pretended to think seriously and then said: "Kneel down in front of me and bow three times and nine times. You can think about it."

Ping Qingyun wiped the blood from his mouth and sighed: "I only kowtow three times and nine times to the dead."

Tang Jie's face darkened: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"

Changyang knelt on the ground, his eyes were blurred, and his forehead felt dizzy and nauseated due to the heavy blow to the Lingfu.

However, the sword in his hand never let go.

There were two soul storage talismans given to her by her master in her storage bag, which could withstand Nascent Soul's full blow, but she did not move.

The spirit storage talisman allows her to escape, but where should she escape, out of the star world?

She will never leave the Star Realm!

Chang Yang gritted his teeth tightly, stretched his jaw into a straight line, and forced himself to look inside at the tumbling sea of ​​​​spirits, asking himself over and over again.

Why should I only be bullied?
Why can't I form an elixir?

Her pair of dark eyes were filled with deep desire, so bright that they were astonishingly bright, but she just lowered her head and no one noticed.

The golden spiritual sea in the inner palace suddenly set off a wild wave, almost flooding the entire spiritual palace. It roared silently, causing Changyang's five orifices to bleed, but he still managed to stare at the wild waves.

This is her spiritual mansion, and she is the master of this spiritual sea!

Changyang thought with an expressionless face, she wanted this angry ice wave to calm down.

The pain in the body gradually peeled away, leaving only this increasingly dazzling golden spiritual sea. The waves seemed to be suppressed by invisible forces, and actually began to subside.

The spiritual sea calmed down. After a while, a whirlpool gradually formed in the center, and something was born.

This object is tied to the sea of ​​gold and carries light out. It is the size of a fist, round and dazzling, and exudes majestic power.

The moment it rises, the golden spiritual sea surges up again, like cheering, no longer bringing pain, just breathing, filling all the muscles and veins with powerful spiritual power.

The broken parts of Chang Yang's body were repaired in an instant, and the bloody wounds also healed quickly.

The onlookers felt that Chang Yang, who was half-kneeling, suddenly burst out with an extremely shining golden light, and they subconsciously raised their hands to shield their eyes.

When he came back to his senses and looked again, the golden light had disappeared, and only the thin female cultivator stood up again, like Mo Zhu after being baptized by the wind and thunderstorm. "Golden, golden elixir middle stage!"

The monks who were in the same realm recognized it and shouted in shock.

There was an uproar all around.

No one expected that this female foundation-building cultivator would be able to advance to two levels at this moment!

"What a strong spiritual pressure!"

The middle-stage golden elixir monks who were watching could no longer remain calm. The spiritual pressure on her body was too strong. She had just advanced and was not even in a stable state, but she made the other mid-stage golden elixir monks present feel threatened.

Chang Yang drew out her sword and stood up. She raised her eyes slightly and a golden light disappeared from her pupils. The monks around her suddenly became speechless inexplicably and felt palpitations in their hearts.

Some monks even retreated subconsciously.

"Changyang, save me!"

When Ping Qingyun saw Changyang's advancement, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted quickly as if he had seen a savior.

He was not good at fighting to begin with, and he had just been promoted and was not used to it yet. After trying to defend for so long, he was already at the end of his strength.

Upon seeing this, Chang Yang turned his wrist and moved his sword, slashing away with one strike.

The Jindan cultivator raised his sword to attack him, and another sword followed closely, striking him in the chest and slashing him away with the majestic sword energy.

The golden elixir monk fell to the ground, leaving a deep slash on his chest. He suddenly vomited blood and fell unconscious.

The white eyebrow on the other side also happened to win miserably. He stepped hard on the tiger demon male cultivator's head. Although he was in a panic, he turned to stare at the advanced Chang Yang, but he was very excited.

The smile on Tang Jie's face had long since disappeared, leaving only a gloomy expression: "Let's go together!"

The middle-stage Jindan monks from Nandou Zhai who had been watching the show immediately gathered around.

Changyang was surrounded by three middle-stage Jindan monks. She took the moves one by one, but her eyes were fixed on Tang Jie behind her. She raised her left hand and slowly crossed it across her neck.

Anger quickly aroused in Tang Jie's chest. He was a leader among the disciples of the Baihong Sect. Even after coming to the star realm, after nearly three months of fighting, he was still a master in the middle stage of the golden elixir of the star realm.

It's just two levels in a row.

He can still win!
A middle-stage golden elixir monk was kicked away by Chang Yang. Tang Jie joined in and threw the flying knife wildly with both hands.

Before, he could clearly see her movements and sword moves due to his poor level.

Now that Changyang was promoted, the difference between the two people's realms was suddenly evened out, and he could no longer clearly detect it.

Tang Jie considered himself to be very talented. Even if he could no longer detect her movement skills, he still remembered the opponent's previous moves. With the siege, he was confident of defeating her.

However, Changyang drew her sword like a snake and was as fast as lightning. They were suppressed and became the whetstone for her to adapt to the new realm.

"Quick fight!" Tang Jie noticed her intention and shouted angrily, covering his injured arm.

Just after he said this sentence.

The sword in Chang Yang's hand flashed with cold light, severely injuring two middle-stage Jindan monks who attacked together, and actually defeated them quickly.

When Tang Jie saw this, the flying knife between his fingers stopped for a moment.

Chang Yang seized the opportunity, faced the rain of knives again, and rushed towards the opponent.

--the second time.

It was almost the same scene, but this time, Chang Yang avoided the sharp flying knives and rushed to Tang Jie unscathed.

The two palms struck each other, and the spiritual power of the middle stage of the golden elixir collided violently.

Tang Jie looked into Chang Yang's black eyes, as if he could see the fire of desire that could burn everything, like a ghost creeping up from hell.

He became timid.

Tang Jie quietly took out an explosive pill talisman from the storage ring, threw it at Chang Yang, and at the same time stopped his hand and retreated.

This talisman is aimed at the golden elixir monks. Once it is bombed, the golden elixir will be damaged and it will be difficult to rise to the next level.

Immediately, Changyang felt a chill on the back of his neck, the Lingfu Golden Pill was spinning wildly, and he felt extremely dangerous approaching.

In a flash of lightning, she threw out the Spirit Storage Talisman without hesitation to block the Explosive Pill Talisman.

The two symbols collided and exploded with a loud noise!
Just when Tang Jie thought that the other party had been hit by the Explosive Pill Talisman, the next moment he saw a black figure appear from the smoke.

Chang Yang came out with his sword and stabbed Tang Jie in the chest. He pushed forward with his wrist and in a moment, he was nailed to the Beidou Pavilion doorpost.

"You..." Tang Jie felt a sharp pain in his heart, and blood gushed out when he opened his mouth. His eyes widened, vague but filled with murderous intent, "I... will destroy your sect!"

When Chang Yang heard this, her eyes were cold, and she drew out her sword in an instant. Blood splattered all over her body, and she just slashed at Tang Jie's neck with the sword.

"Chong-"

Suddenly, a finger of spiritual power flew towards her and bounced her sword away.

At this moment, Chang Yang realized that there was silence all around, and she slowly looked back.

I don't know when there were more than 200 people standing behind, all wearing black robes with white star patterns, and they were all very imposing.

There was a young man standing in the front, with a noble and dignified appearance. He had a white jade bone flute hanging around his waist, and his hands under his black sleeves were slightly open.

The young man gently reminded: "Killing will not be allowed in the Star Realm after the preliminary examination."

Chang Yang looked sideways at the young man, the sword in his hand seemed to be falling, but he struck again in an instant, cutting off Tang Jie's head in front of the pillar.

The head rolled to the ground, and everyone present gasped.

Chang Yang said indifferently: "The preliminary exam has not started yet."

The young man looked at the female cultivator opposite, who was unaware that her face was covered with blood-stained hair, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the curve of her thin lips gradually disappeared.

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Chang Yang: Kill, kill, kill!

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