Yang Xu sensed something was wrong behind his back and stabbed back with his sword. Wang Teng dodged and barely managed to avoid it. Yang Xu's sword grazed Wang Teng's waist. Immediately, Wang Teng rose into the air and struck a blow.
Standing with one foot on the tip of Yang Xu's sword, his whole body was suspended in the air, and the sword was pointed directly at Yang Xu.
Yang Xu's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, looking very unhappy. It would be unpleasant for anyone to be pressed down like this by a junior.
Wang Teng didn't care what Yang Xu thought, his deep eyes were full of murderous intent, and he worked hard with his toes. Yang Xu's hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat began to appear on his slightly wrinkled face.
He secretly tried his best, but it couldn't stop Wang Teng from pressing down, so he quickly used both hands to hold on.
He did not expect that Wang Teng would have such a powerful force and that he would need to use all his strength to resist.
Wang Teng didn't stop moving his hands. He pushed harder on his toes and flew into the air. At the same time, he waved hard and shouted: "Death!"
With a monstrous momentum and the power of shadow, it seemed to be blending into the sky and the earth, causing Yang Xu's pupils to shrink.
After Wang Teng's body flew into the air, Yang Xu had the opportunity to take back his sword. Facing Wang Teng's violent blow, Yang Xu hurriedly pressed his sword in front of him. Wang Teng's sword energy brought Yang Xu's entire face with golden light.
His face was illuminated clearly, and Yang Xu's wrinkled face was filled with anger.
Yang Xu was forced back by the fierce attack and took a few steps. Yang Xu stabilized his entire body on the side of his left foot. With a sideways look and a strong hand, he cut off Wang Teng's sword energy.
The fight between the two created a feeling of destruction, and the audience, who could not see the surroundings and had temporarily lost their cultivation, felt a little uncomfortable.
"How is it? How is it? Can you see anything?"
Lin Feng asked Dao Wuhen curiously. Among them, only Dao Wuhen was the least affected. He could only know who lost and who won from Dao Wuhen's mouth.
"Yes, except for the two people who just dispersed the white mist, nothing else can be seen."
Others followed with emotion: "I hope the young master can win and let this old man go home quickly!"
"That's right, I think this elder Yang Xu is not as powerful as the rumors say, otherwise why would he come up with these destructive moves! If the young master hadn't been immune to these influences, this Yang Xu would have taken advantage of us long ago."
Speaking of this, everyone was very angry. After all, in the secret realm, a place surrounded by dangers, losing one's cultivation was a terrible thing, but they couldn't escape from it.
Dao Wuhen was also affected by the white mist, but his cultivation was not completely lost. He could still use his spiritual consciousness to see the duel between Wang Teng and the others.
His expression changed following their fierce situation. The faces of the people around him kept changing when they saw Dao Wuhen, and their hearts were itching. I don't know if such a fighting scene will be seen again in the future, but they were seeing it at this time.
Not available, which is a pity.
"How is it? How is it? Brother Wuhen, who used that sword just now?"
"I just heard Young Master's voice. Did Young Master have the upper hand?"
"I heard it too, it must be the young master!"
"."
When everyone focused on the fight, Zhou Yong was tied and fell to the ground, his clothes were ragged, and he had no interest in the fight ahead.
Zhou Yong's eyes were lowered, because he was surrounded by white mist. Xu Gou and the others just used the Immortal Binding Lock to
He restrained him, Zhou Yong raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of ridicule. With a move of his fingers, a black thing quickly left the place.
Dao Wuhen noticed something in an instant, and stared at the blurry figure in front of him. He abandoned everyone who was asking, walked directly to Zhou Yong, and lifted Zhou Yong up. Zhou Yong saw clearly that Dao Wuhen was vicious.
His face was a little shocked.
In his memory, Dao Wuhen had always been a gentle person and had never shown such a fierce expression. He was a little unable to react for a while.
Li Ma was the first to react, frowning and asking Zhou Yong: "What on earth did you do?"
"What? Zhou Yong is doing something behind his back?"
When Xu Gou heard Li Ma's words, he immediately guessed something. Also, there was white mist all around now, and their group of people had lost their cultivation. It was the easiest time to solve it, and Wang Teng was still restrained by Yang Xu.
Dao Wuhen stretched out his hand and pinched Zhou Yong's hand. Regardless of the immortal lock, he pulled it to the front and asked Zhou Yong: "What action did you just do?"
Just now, he only noticed the movement of the wind and some vague black shadows, and made some guesses.
Zhou Yong's hand was pulled to his chest, and with a "click", Zhou Yong's hand was broken. He couldn't hold it back and screamed: "Ah!"
His forehead was covered with sweat, and Zhou Yong's face instantly turned pale, but the people around him couldn't see clearly.
"Bah! Don't accuse me wrongly. I didn't do anything!"
Before rescue arrived, Zhou Yong would not be stupid enough to provoke them. Just as they knew him, he also knew Xu Gou and the others very well. All he needed to do at the moment was to be patient.
Just like before when Yang Xu arrived, he would not expose himself easily, and it was the same this time. No matter how they questioned him, as long as he refused to admit it, there was nothing they could do to him. After all, the surrounding visibility was already very low.
How could you notice anything else?
As for Dao Wuhen, he was also careless. He didn't expect that Dao Wuhen would be so vigilant.
"You guys are still unreasonable, I have lost all my cultivation, and you still tie me up, so I don't have any extra moves!"
Zhou Yong gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
Dao Wuhen smiled contemptuously, and the movements of his hands deepened. His eyes were cold, and he looked at Zhou Yong as if he were looking at a dead person: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, why do you think we keep you?"
Seeing this scene, Xu Gou opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. Li Ma's eyes remained cold without any change. In the distance, there was the sound of Wang Teng and Yang Xu fighting desperately, and the sound of successive weapons clashing showed their anxiety.
Dao Wuhen raised his hand and pinched Zhou Yong's neck. He slowly exerted force in his hand and said in a cold tone: "Give you another chance, do you say it or not? If you don't say it, you have no value. I just don't know your rescue."
The faster it comes, the faster we do it."
Dao Wuhen looked at Zhou Yong coldly. Zhou Yong's neck was pinched, his whole face turned red, and the air in his body gradually became scarce. Zhou Yong realized that Dao Wuhen's words were not a joke. He really didn't have much value to them anymore.
After all, only Xu Gou and the others wanted to know why he survived alone, but it seemed that they didn't really want to know the truth.
Zhou Yong's eyes began to blur, and his whole body was held up by Dao Wuhen's neck, like a tattered rag that could be discarded at any time. Just like his life, he was struggling to survive among different people without any dignity.
Yang Xu sensed something was wrong behind his back and stabbed back with his sword. Wang Teng dodged and barely managed to avoid it. Yang Xu's sword grazed Wang Teng's waist. Immediately, Wang Teng rose into the air and a
Standing on the tip of Yang Xu's sword, his whole body was suspended in the air, and the sword was pointed directly at Yang Xu.
Yang Xu's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, looking very unhappy. It would be unpleasant for anyone to be pressed down like this by a junior.
Wang Teng didn't care what Yang Xu thought, his deep eyes were full of murderous intent, and he worked hard with his toes. Yang Xu's hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat began to appear on his slightly wrinkled face.
He secretly tried his best, but it couldn't stop Wang Teng from pressing down, so he quickly used both hands to hold on.
He did not expect that Wang Teng would have such a powerful force and that he would need to use all his strength to resist.
Wang Teng didn't stop moving his hands. He pushed harder on his toes and flew into the air. At the same time, he waved hard and shouted: "Death!"
With a monstrous momentum and the power of shadow, it seemed to be melting between heaven and earth, making Yang Xu's pupils shrink. .??.
After Wang Teng's body flew into the air, Yang Xu had the opportunity to take back his sword. Facing Wang Teng's violent blow, Yang Xu hurriedly pressed his sword in front of him. Wang Teng's sword energy brought Yang Xu's entire face with golden light.
His face was illuminated clearly, and Yang Xu's wrinkled face was filled with anger.
Yang Xu was forced back by the fierce attack and took a few steps. Yang Xu stabilized his entire body on the side of his left foot. With a sideways look and a strong hand, he cut off Wang Teng's sword energy.
The fight between the two created a feeling of destruction, and the audience, who could not see the surroundings and had temporarily lost their cultivation, felt a little uncomfortable.
"How is it? How is it? Can you see anything?"
Lin Feng asked Dao Wuhen curiously. Among them, only Dao Wuhen was the least affected. He could only know who lost and who won from Dao Wuhen's mouth.
"Yes, except for the two people who just dispersed the white mist, nothing else can be seen."
Others followed with emotion: "I hope the young master can win and let this old man go home quickly!"
"That's right, I think this elder Yang Xu is not as powerful as the rumors say, otherwise why would he come up with these destructive moves! If the young master hadn't been immune to these influences, this Yang Xu would have taken advantage of us long ago."
Speaking of this, everyone was very angry. After all, in the secret realm, a place surrounded by dangers, losing one's cultivation was a terrible thing, but they couldn't escape from it.
Dao Wuhen was also affected by the white mist, but his cultivation was not completely lost. He could still use his spiritual consciousness to see the duel between Wang Teng and the others.
His expression changed following their fierce situation. The faces of the people around him kept changing when they saw Dao Wuhen, and their hearts were itching. I don't know if such a fighting scene will be seen again in the future, but they were seeing it at this time.
Not available, which is a pity.
"How is it? How is it? Brother Wuhen, who used that sword just now?"
"I just heard Young Master's voice. Did Young Master have the upper hand?"
"I heard it too, it must be the young master!"
"."
When everyone focused on the fight, Zhou Yong was tied and fell to the ground, his clothes were ragged, and he had no interest in the fight ahead.
Zhou Yong's eyes were lowered, because he was surrounded by white mist. Xu Gou and the others just used the Immortal Binding Lock to
He restrained him, Zhou Yong raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of ridicule. With a move of his fingers, a black thing quickly left the place.
Dao Wuhen noticed something in an instant, and stared at the blurry figure in front of him. He abandoned everyone who was asking, walked directly to Zhou Yong, and lifted Zhou Yong up. Zhou Yong saw clearly that Dao Wuhen was vicious.
His face was a little shocked.
In his memory, Dao Wuhen had always been a gentle person and had never shown such a fierce expression. He was a little unable to react for a while.
Li Ma was the first to react, frowning and asking Zhou Yong: "What on earth did you do?"
"What? Zhou Yong is doing something behind his back?"
When Xu Gou heard Li Ma's words, he immediately guessed something. Also, there was white mist all around now, and their group of people had lost their cultivation. It was the easiest time to solve it, and Wang Teng was still restrained by Yang Xu.
Dao Wuhen stretched out his hand and pinched Zhou Yong's hand. Regardless of the immortal lock, he pulled it to the front and asked Zhou Yong: "What action did you just do?"
Just now, he only noticed the movement of the wind and some vague black shadows, and made some guesses.
Zhou Yong's hand was pulled to his chest, and with a "click", Zhou Yong's hand was broken. He couldn't hold it back and screamed: "Ah!"
His forehead was covered with sweat, and Zhou Yong's face instantly turned pale, but the people around him couldn't see clearly.
"Bah! Don't accuse me wrongly. I didn't do anything!"
Before rescue arrived, Zhou Yong would not be stupid enough to provoke them. Just as they knew him, he also knew Xu Gou and the others very well. All he needed to do at the moment was to be patient.
Just like before when Yang Xu arrived, he would not expose himself easily, and it was the same this time. No matter how they questioned him, as long as he refused to admit it, there was nothing they could do to him. After all, the surrounding visibility was already very low.
How could you notice anything else?
As for Dao Wuhen, he was also careless. He didn't expect that Dao Wuhen would be so vigilant.
"You guys are still unreasonable, I have lost all my cultivation, and you still tie me up, so I don't have any extra moves!"
Zhou Yong gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
Dao Wuhen smiled contemptuously, and the movements of his hands deepened. His eyes were cold, and he looked at Zhou Yong as if he were looking at a dead person: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, why do you think we keep you?"
Seeing this scene, Xu Gou opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. Li Ma's eyes remained cold without any change. In the distance, there was the sound of Wang Teng and Yang Xu fighting desperately, and the sound of successive weapons clashing showed their anxiety.
Dao Wuhen raised his hand and pinched Zhou Yong's neck. He slowly exerted force in his hand and said in a cold tone: "Give you another chance, do you say it or not? If you don't say it, you have no value. I just don't know your rescue."
The faster it comes, the faster we do it."
Dao Wuhen looked at Zhou Yong coldly. Zhou Yong's neck was pinched, his whole face turned red, and the air in his body gradually became scarce. Zhou Yong realized that Dao Wuhen's words were not a joke. He really didn't have much value to them anymore.
After all, only Xu Gou and the others wanted to know why he survived alone, but it seemed that they didn't really want to know the truth.
Zhou Yong's eyes began to blur, and his whole body was held up by Dao Wuhen's neck, like a tattered rag that could be discarded at any time. Just like his life, he was struggling to survive among different people without any dignity.
