Urban Witcher

Mao Xiaofang also walked up to him, took a purple bamboo knot from his waist, and held it in his hand. This is a powerful magic weapon he inherited from his teacher. It is a purple bamboo produced in the holy land of Tiandaozong. One bamboo has seven knots. Years ago, the holders of all dynasties would engrave runes on it to bless their mana. This is a magic weapon bestowed by the sect according to the rules when Mao Xiaofang was promoted to a celestial master. It can't be compared, but it is also a very superior magic weapon.

"Both of you have backgrounds." Wutongshen snorted coldly, "However, today this king will punish you for your offense!"

After saying that, he stared at his legs and rushed up, spouting aura from his big hands, and enveloped the two of them.

"Seven stars arch the moon!"

Ye Shaoyang retreated hastily, and tapped the Seven-Star Dragon Spring Sword in the air seven times, leaving seven auras in the air, which gathered into a formation of seven stars arching the moon, holding the aura shot from the hand of Wutong God, and gathered them into a bunch. Copying out the Yin-Yang Mirror from the inside, and converging this beam of spiritual light on the mirror, Ye Shaoyang immediately felt strenuous, the hand holding the Yin-Yang Mirror trembling, this Five-Ability God...is really extraordinary in strength!

However, Ye Shaoyang not only defuses the Wutong God's offensive, but also successfully supports the Wutong God through the counterattack force of the Yin-Yang Mirror.

Although Wutongshen doesn't recognize the Yin-Yang Mirror, he is not a fool. He has sensed the existence of the backlash from the mirror. As long as he withdraws his attack, the Yin-Yang Mirror will immediately return this wave of spiritual power and hurt himself. Therefore, he can only Unceasingly releasing spiritual power, trying to shake Ye Shaoyang away.

Right now, Ye Shaoyang only has the cultivation base of a real person, and he can't resist with his own strength. He can only put down the Seven Star Longquan Sword, hold the Yin-Yang Mirror in both hands, and with the help of the spiritual power of the Yin-Yang Mirror, hold on desperately, the blood in his body surges, and he almost spits out Blood comes.

Fortunately, Mao Xiaofang also saw the situation, holding a seven-section staff, and launched a round of attack on Wutongshen.

Wutongshen was dragged by Ye Shaoyang with one hand, and he didn't dare to move his feet, so he could only stand on the stake, summon the fairy light with one hand, and fight with Mao Xiaofang.

Speaking of which, with his strength, if there is a real fight, the current Ye Shaoyang and Mao Xiaofang are no opponents at all, but Ye Shaoyang used the yin and yang mirror when he came up, and successfully held him back.

Wutongshen couldn't move, so Mao Xiaofang took advantage of this, wandered around him and attacked, making Wutongshen tired of coping, and finally managed to get around behind him, and hit Wutongshen's Tianling Gai with one fight.

This stick took advantage of an excellent opportunity and was determined to win it. As a result, Wutongshen let out a muffled snort, and a monster energy burst out of his body, faintly glowing with green light, and burst out suddenly, shaking Ye Shaoyang out. It fell to the ground, and at the same time, the evil spirit also enveloped Mao Xiaofang, turning into several strands, strangling and besieging him up, down, left, and right.

Mao Xiaofang was caught off guard, and once defended, he backed away in embarrassment, his hair was loose, his clothes were cut many times, and he could hardly stand. He propped himself up on the ground with a seven-jointed stick, so he didn't force himself to fall down.

"I have become a god, and I haven't used my family's demon power for many years. You forced me." Wutongshen withdrew his demonic energy, looked at Ye Shaoyang who was knocked to the ground, and smiled contemptuously. "The ignorant mage actually tried to resist the power of the immortal family."

He got up and walked towards Yun'er.

Yun'er sat paralyzed on the ground, already in a daze, seeing him walking over now, she came back to her senses, and cried out in despair: "No!"

Wutongshen ignored him, still staring at Ye Shaoyang with his big bulging eyes, and said with a sneer, "Didn't you keep saying you wanted to take her away?"

After speaking, he laughed a few times and stretched out his hand to pull Yun'er.

Suddenly a spiritual light descended from the sky and landed on Wutongshen's head. Wutong scratched his backhand in a hurry, but the spiritual light passed through his palm, leaving a long wound.

The Seven Star Longquan Sword was stabbed obliquely on the ground.

Ye Shaoyang forced himself to stand up and walked over.

Just now, he who was already injured desperately recited a spell, and sacrificed the Seven-Star Longquan Sword. First, he was injured, and the Wutong God had no defense against him, and second, the spiritual power of the Seven-Star Longquan Sword was too strong. God didn't think too much in a hurry, and he grabbed it with his backhand, and he was injured.

"I said I would take her away, so I will definitely take her away!" Ye Shaoyang walked over, pulled out the Seven Star Longquan Sword from the ground, and pointed the sword at Wutongshen, with an angry expression that made people shudder. At the same time, the body is full of hostility, which can only be seen by mage evil, and it looks like a blazing flame.

Wutongshen originally thought he was a celestial master, but after the fight just now, Wutongshen felt that although this guy was cunning, his strength was nothing more than a real person, and he took him as an embroidered pillow, so he didn't care. Tongshen was stunned.

This is by no means a real person, nor is it an ordinary celestial master!

Wutongshen came to this conclusion almost immediately, and couldn't help frowning and asked: "Why do you have such a strong hostility, who are you?"

"Xuanqing Mountain Celestial Master, Ye Shaoyang." Ye Shaoyang said coldly.

Wutongshen covered his injured palm, snorted coldly, and said, "No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt me, I have nothing to worry about today." After speaking, he raised his hands all over his body, and captured two bunches of monsters. Qi, just a little bit more intense than before, walked towards Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang held the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword in his hand, he did not retreat an inch, and was ready to fight to the death.

Mao Xiaofang also came over, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, with a determined look on his face.

Wutongshen made a sudden move, and slapped the two of them with demonic light. Just as the two were about to resist, a jade talisman suddenly rushed out from behind, resisting the evil spirit. A clear voice sounded: "Wutongshen, don't do anything."

Wutongshen was startled, but he didn't dare to force it. He hurriedly withdrew his hands and looked intently, but he was a handsome gentleman dressed as a scholar, walking quickly from not far away, but he didn't recognize his face, so he frowned and asked: " Who is coming?"

Ye Shaoyang and Mao Xiaofang also looked back, seeing that it was Xiao Yiyun, they were immediately relieved.

Xiao Yiyun walked up to Ye Shaoyang and the two of them, cupped his hands and said, "I am Xiao Yiyun, the prefect of the Temple of Heaven, and I have seen Wutong God."

When Wutongshen heard this, he hurriedly returned the salute, "So it's Mr. Xiao Lang, I'm disrespectful and disrespectful." Wutongshen has been in the world for a long time, and has never seen many of these bigwigs in the Yin Division, but Xiao Yiyun is the number one celebrity in the Temple of Heaven after all. People, the name is always heard, dare not be rude.

"I don't know why Mr. Xiao Lang came here." Seeing Xiao Yiyun standing next to Ye Shaoyang and Ye Shaoyang, Wutongshen immediately became a little vigilant.

Xiao Yiyun smiled and said: "These two are my good friends in the world."