True Immortal of the Netherworld

Li Fei on the side saw that Meng Guang, who was so arrogant just now, was actually defeated by a splash of urine from a black cat. A feeling of "You are not as good as me, I have warned this cat a long time ago" suddenly rose in his already extremely depressed mood. The thought "There's something wrong with the cat" came to me, and I almost laughed out loud. To once again prove that he was right, he shouted: "It's the black cat."

Jiang Sanfeng frowned when he saw that Meng Guang was in bad condition.

The two of them were about to step forward to rescue Meng Guang, when they suddenly saw Xu Yang's palm flipped over, and there was a piece of Three Fantasy Pestle in his palm. With a twist of his wrist, the three phantom pestles arrived within a short distance of Meng Guang's head.

When Jiang Sanfeng and Li Fei saw this, they were anxious in their hearts. Although Meng Guang and the two men sometimes compete, they are brothers who work together after all, and the three of them still have a relatively deep friendship. If Meng Guang's head was smashed by Xu Yang in front of the two of them, not only would the two of them regret it for the rest of their lives, but it would also disgrace Dongjun City, and he would be severely punished by the owner of Dongjun.

They looked at the Three Illusion Pestle held high in Xu Yang's hand and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He quickly stopped, waved his hands, and shouted neatly: "Mr. Xu, please show mercy!"

Xu Yang deliberately turned cold and said: "You two saw it just now. It was Meng Guangfei who wanted to catch my cat, which made him so messed up. It was him who fell from the flagpole and it had nothing to do with me. I won't kill Meng now. Guang, I'm afraid he will anger my black cat when he wakes up. I can promise you to let Meng Guang go, but you two must swear that if Meng Guang wakes up, the three of you will not bother me about this matter again. In order to save him, I gave up the competition halfway. I saved him once, and he should let my cat go, which is a fair deal."

At this moment, as long as the three magic pestles in Xu Yang's hands were pressed down a little, Meng Guang's head would burst into flames. Jiang Sanfeng and Li Fei would not dare to disagree.

"We agree to everything Mr. Xu said."

"Young master, let Meng Guang go. Everything will be easy to talk about."

As they spoke, the two men stretched out three fingers of their right hands and swore to the sky that they would no longer pursue Xu Yang and his black cat in this matter, and promised to stop Meng Guang from entangled with Xu Yang and the black cat. .

Seeing the two swearing, Xu Yang nodded with satisfaction.

With a thought, mana was poured into the three phantom pestles in his hands. A large blue brilliance suddenly emitted from the Three Fantasy Pestle, and the blue brilliance swirled and condensed into a ball of clear water.

"Crash!"

A stream of clear water rushed onto Meng Guang's head. After a while, the stains on Meng Guang's head and face were washed away. But the spotless white Confucian shirt he was wearing was soaked through.

Xu Yang flipped his wrist and took back the three phantom pestles.

The two men quickly stepped forward and took Meng Guang's thin body from Xu Yang's hand. At this time, Meng Guang was like a white bird that had fallen into the water, with no energy at all.

Jiang Sanfeng slapped Meng Guang on the shoulder with one palm, injecting a burst of true energy. After a while, Meng Guang made a "hiccup" sound in his throat and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as Meng Guang opened his eyes, he saw the black cat on Xu Yang's shoulder.

The nightmare of being washed with cat urine was vivid in my mind. It felt like a hundred knives were stabbed into my whole body at the same time. I was in great pain. I screamed tremblingly: "Get that black cat away from me!"

As he spoke, he struggled out of Jiang Sanfeng's support and leaned down. His stomach was churning, his throat was bitter, and a bunch of yellow and green filth spewed out of his mouth. Both eyes were moist, just like the feeling of a little girl who didn't want to get married and was carried into a wedding sedan. It was a grievance.

"Why--".

Jiang Sanfeng sighed deeply when he saw this. He turned to Li Fei and said, "Send Lieutenant Meng to wash up quickly."

Li Fei glared at the black cat on Xu Yang's shoulder, and hurriedly helped Meng Guang away.

Seeing the two people leaving, Jiang Sanfeng felt anxious and angry. Before coming, the chief assistant also asked not to lose the face of Dongjuncheng, and even the owner of Dongjuncheng personally explained the matter. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came up, he was humiliated by the other party twice in a row. The only thing left for me is to regain my face even if I risk my life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sanfeng looked at Xu Yang with sword-like eyes, as if he was about to defeat him in his eyes. Then he said coldly: "Master Xu, Mr. Xu is in charge. No matter what trick you used to humiliate Li Fei and Meng Guang just now, it is a shame to my Dongjun and a shame to me, Jiang Sanfeng. I would like to see Let’s see what you are really capable of.”

"Master Jiang, you have seen what happened just now. It is all a misunderstanding. However, if Master Jiang insists on having a discussion with me, I will be happy to accompany you." Xu Yang said neither humble nor overbearing.

Jiang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows and flipped his wrists, revealing a black gold eight-edged hammer on each hand. The pair of sledgehammers are completely black and are about the size of a wooden barrel. When the light shines on them, they glow with circles of colorful brilliance.

This man's ancestors have been famous military generals in Dongjun City for three generations. They are born with supernatural powers and talents. At the age of seven, he can lift the thousand-jin stone lion in front of the general's mansion. At the age of nine, he can uproot the thousand-year-old pine in Dongshan. At the age of twenty-two, He won the title of Wu Zhuangyuan from the East County Military Camp. At the age of twenty-eight, his cultivation reached the Peiyuan realm. At the age of thirty-one, he was ranked as the captain in front of the palace. He is just thirty-eight years old this year. He is in his prime and high-spirited. He is exactly A good age to make great achievements. The inner sect is practicing the "Tiger Muscle and Bone Technique". Now it has reached the peak of the eighth level, and it has the power of ten tigers with one arm. He also learned the "Sea-Swallowing Whale Hammer Technique". Each handle of the black gold hammer in his hand weighs a thousand kilograms.

At this moment, Jiang Sanfeng's eyes were glaring, his true energy was flowing out wildly, his hair was flying upside down, and his clothes were flying. He was originally tall and tall, and now he looked like an angry door god.

"Jiang Sanfeng has a calm mind and domineering skills. He has no obvious shortcomings. You should be careful." The black cat "Ye Tu" on Xu Yang's shoulder said in time, then jumped and landed on the ground.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will handle it carefully." Xu Yang Chuanyin replied.

When Xu Yang saw that Jiang Sanfeng was showing his true strength, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He formed three pieces of three phantom pestles into a long stick and placed it across his chest, preparing for the attack.

"Sanfeng is here!"

Jiang Sanfeng shouted, swung a pair of black gold sledgehammers in his hands and smashed them towards Xu Yang.

"Huhuhu!" This pair of black-gold sledgehammers proved to be very useful in Jiang Sanfeng's hands. The shadows of the hammer are continuous, and the strong wind is surging, sometimes like a wheel spinning, sometimes like a giant whale turning over the water, sometimes like a black mountain descending from the sky, the "Sea Swallowing Whale Hammer Technique" is extremely mysterious and domineering.

Xu Yang held the three-illusion long stick tightly in his hand and secretly used the Blood Soul Forging Pulse Technique. The strong and powerful blood soul power surged out from the apex of his heart and quickly injected into his limbs and bones. His exposed skin exuded a faint red color. The brilliance is like divine help.

I just feel that my arms have a thousand kilograms of strength, and they are competing with each other. I wave the three magic long sticks in my hands to meet them. The sticks are heavily shadowed, and the strong wind rolls back, sometimes like a windmill, sometimes like a dragon making waves in the sea, and suddenly like holding up the sky. Giant pillar.

The sound of "ding, clang, clang" is endless, hammers and sticks clash one after another, sparks fly everywhere, strong winds stir up, the void shakes, and the ground trembles.

The stick technique used by Xu Yang was mainly the military camp stick technique he learned from his mother at home when he was a child. Although it was very suitable for actual combat, it was a mortal stick technique after all. Compared with the advanced hammer technique of Jiang Sanfeng opposite him, it pales in comparison. I almost couldn't resist it several times, but I used the Fire Wings Chasing Wind Movement in time to avoid its sharp edge and was able to cope with it.

Xu Yang secretly admired the strength of the opponent Jiang Sanfeng. His close combat ability was still superior to his own. The longer the time went on, the more unfavorable the situation became. However, his "Wuxian Qianren" flying knife skill was not suitable for close combat.

Judging from the spiritual power and coercion released by Jiang Sanfeng, he should be a fellow practitioner of the two attributes of gold and water. This skill is both sharp and domineering with metal properties, and deep and long with water properties. After much thought, I came up with a solution.

With a flash of consciousness, the ghost-infant-like wheel flame spirit dragged a long flame tail around Xu Yang's wrist, followed the palm of his hand and disappeared into the three magic sticks.

After a few more rounds, Xu Yang pretended to be defeated and retreated while fighting.

Jiang Sanfeng struck the moon from the bottom of the sea and pulled out the black gold hammer in his right hand from bottom to top. Xu Yang hurriedly used the three magic long sticks in his hand.

With a "clang" sound, the three magic long sticks flew away from their hands, like a steel wire thrown into the sky, flying higher and higher. Getting smaller and smaller.

Although Jiang Sanfeng was full of fighting spirit, he did not want to kill Xu Yang. Seeing that Xu Yang had lost his long stick, he shouted: "I won't kneel down and beg for mercy, Captain Jiang!"

As he spoke, he struck out continuously with the sledgehammer in his hand. The fire wings rolled wildly behind Xu Yang's back, forcing him to retreat continuously.

Looking carefully, Xu Yang's retreat route was a complete arc. Jiang Sanfeng did not notice this.

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Xu Yang's mouth, and Jiang Sanfeng also began to feel that something was wrong.

Jiang Sanfeng suddenly raised his head and found that in the void above his head, there was a huge light ball woven from red, yellow and blue auras.

The three-color ball of light shone down, and Jiang Sanfeng secretly screamed something bad. He forced himself to raise his energy, silently recited the magic formula, and raised the two hammers in his hands to the sky above his head.

"Whale waves turning over the sea!"

The blue spiritual patterns on the pitch-black black gold hammer vibrated violently, setting off a huge wave out of thin air. A huge water column shot straight into the sky, instantly breaking into the three-color ball of light overhead.

Strangely, the three-color ball of light was passed through by the huge wave as if it were nothing.

When Jiang Sanfeng tried to dodge again, his whole body was already covered by these three-color light balls.

The next moment, the three-color ball of light flashed and disappeared out of thin air, but the scenery in front of Jiang Sanfeng changed drastically.

The surrounding light is dim, and the ground is full of jagged and strange rocks. If you look carefully, you can see that these many strange rocks are made of countless dark bones. The original square and Xu Yang have long disappeared.

"Poof!" A round-headed, earth-gold ghost baby with a pair of fleshy wings on its back and two sharp horns on each side of its head came out from the dark and empty pupils of a skull. There were also people behind it. Dragging a long flame tail.

"Clatter, crash, crash!"

There was a sound, and several rock ghosts with a height of more than ten feet crawled out from the many skeletons on the ground, with skeletons made of rocks of different shapes. The rock ghost's body is livid, with traces of pitch-black ghost energy wrapped around it, and wisps of earth-golden flames spurt out from its empty eyes from time to time.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The rock ghosts smiled one by one, stretched out their sharp rock palms, and rushed towards Jiang Sanfeng one after another.

Jiang Sanfeng's eyes narrowed, maybe he was under an illusion. At the moment when Jiang Sanfeng hesitated, the fingertips grabbed by a rock ghost were already in front of his eyes. Jiang Sanfeng leaned back, still slower, and a blood mark was scratched on his cheek. Jiang Sanfeng suddenly felt a chill on his back. Only monks who specialize in illusions can perform illusions that can launch physical attacks.

Illusion is often used as a special fighting method among monks. General illusions are just virtual things that create illusions. Only a few monks can perform high-level illusions with physical attack power. Monks who are good at performing such high-level illusions are called "illusionists". . Illusionists are mostly cultivation geniuses with talents in illusions, such as being born with phantom pupils, phantom sounds, etc. They are a very small group of monks, and most of them are geniuses in the world of cultivation.

The magic technique Xu Yang performed this time was different from the magic technique performed by a specialized "illusionist". It's just that the illusory array effect of Yan Ling's killing array "Huan" is mainly inspired by Yan Ling's natural illusion ability. Xu Yang used the ability of the Wheel Flame Spirit to create the underworld-type magic array.

Jiang Sanfeng was now trapped in the phantom formation of the "Huan" character of the Flame Spirit Killing Array, and had no choice but to fight. Swinging out a pair of black-gold sledgehammers in his hands, he dashed left and blocked, "crackling", and the rock ghosts that rushed over were smashed into pieces one by one, and stone chips flew everywhere. But there will always be more rock ghosts crawling out of the underworld, one after another, one after another.