Xie Duanyang's figure did not move, but Tu Xingsun suddenly used the ground to escape to the demon cultivator.
The distance of a hundred feet is just three or two breaths.
Seeing its speed, Zhu Yan's eyelids twitched slightly.
Although ordinary armored corpses are naturally in harmony with the earth's energy, they never have such exquisite earth-escape skills.
And just like the talisman paper puppet, this armored corpse is obviously much more spiritually powerful than similar ones.
Stopping seven or eight feet away from Zhu Yan, Tu Xingsun stretched out his arm, and the earthy yellow light flowed on it and was released.
A big hand formed in the air and snatched the jade slip away, not knowing where to put it.
Seeing the movements of the armored corpse, Zhu Yan felt a little regretful in his heart.
If instead of the armored corpse, it was replaced by Xie Duanyang himself, or any of the incarnations of the paper talisman and the fire crow.
He might not be able to help but take risks and do something.
But this armored corpse looks like it has rough skin and thick flesh, and it is located in the earth, with a steady supply of earth energy.
Even if you take action yourself, it will be difficult to seriously injure it and make it lose its combat effectiveness.
But soon, Zhu Yan couldn't care less about regrets.
After Tu Xingsun took away the jade slips, he escaped without even touching the storage bag and returned to his original position a hundred feet away.
"What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"
The red-clothed demon cultivator forced out a smile and asked Xie Duanyang.
The other party didn't accept the storage bag. Could it be that he didn't want to let him go?
"The six sects invaded my country and killed countless disciples of my seven sects.
You don’t think this hatred can be quelled by just one magic formula!”
Xie Duanyang had a white flying knife hanging out of his sleeve, hanging in front of him, and said coldly.
"I don't want to bully you too much. As long as my fellow Taoist can survive a certain family's sword, it doesn't matter if I let you live?!"
No matter how much he thought about it, Zhu Yan never expected that Xie Duanyang would make such a "fair" suggestion when he had such an advantage.
So much so that he began to doubt his ears.
"Fellow Taoist, are you just entertaining me?"
Zhu Yan asked tentatively.
Without replying to him, Xie Duanyang just raised his hand, and the talisman transformed into Tu Xingsun to distance themselves again.
Although the encirclement is still formed, the distance between them is already several miles, far less tight than before.
If the escape speed is fast enough, it may not be impossible to break through directly.
"A gentleman's words..."
Xie Duanyang stretched out his right hand, making an invitation to fight.
The caution in the eyes of the red-clothed demon cultivator on the opposite side receded and was replaced by high-spirited fighting spirit.
The other party has already said everything to this point. If he still dares not to end, he cannot cultivate to this point.
"Hurry up and whip the horse!"
Zhu Yan got angry and shouted loudly, followed the flag, and took the lead in killing them.
The face that was flushed due to the full use of magic suddenly turned pale, but the momentum of the flaming demon flag became more and more powerful, spreading to a length of more than ten feet.
The demonic flames are rolling and surging.
The Qingyang Demonic Fire, which was originally green in color, faintly exuded some scarlet color.
The interweaving of green and red is breathtaking when you look at it.
He has already mastered the life-threatening techniques in "Qingyang Demonic Fire Technique".
After this battle, Xie Duanyang could argue, but Zhu Yan would inevitably fall to the early stage.
Of course, if he still loses, he will have to die anyway, and it doesn't matter whether he can maintain his current state.
However, Zhu Yan is still quite confident about getting out of trouble.
Human energy is limited, even monks are no exception.
Xie Duanyang's ability to have Tao soldiers with the foundation-building realm, Fire Crow, is enough to shock people. I don't know how much effort he spent.
My own magic power is not too high.
In contrast, he is still worried that even if he wins, there will be others who have not shown up to disrupt the situation.
Zhu Yan still didn't believe that the armored corpse belonged to Xie Duanyang.
However, once he officially handed it over, he realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was.
The sword skills of Fu Zhi Taoist just now are already exquisite, but compared with Xie Duanyang, they are still a notch behind.
But the sword light was as colorful as rain and the murderous aura was so fierce that it was the only thing Zhu Yan had ever seen in his life.
Just now, Xie Duanyang used the talisman incarnation to perform the Eighteen-way Lingyun Slashing Technique, and he was already sweating profusely and unable to respond.
Now switch to the more thoughtful "White Tiger Seven Kills", needless to say.
Although the Qingyang Demonic Fire is overbearing, the sword light comes and goes like lightning. Every blow will scatter and split part of the Demonic Fire, turning it into little sparks.
The magic flame matches his aura, so Zhu Yan naturally doesn't feel uncomfortable.
After eight or nine consecutive moves, the demon cultivator felt that the energy in his body was boiling and boiling, and he was a little unable to control it.
"Not good!"
Zhu Yan was extremely horrified and quickly changed his tactics, switching from offense to defense.
The "Qingyang Demonic Fire Technique" he practices is very in line with the characteristics of the magic method. He progresses quickly during practice and is very powerful in battle.
But once you can't control it, you will be burned by internal fire, and your life will be worse than death.
Now, he is approaching the critical point where his true energy goes retrograde and becomes obsessed.
Although he knew that the mana he had activated through secret techniques would not last long, he was not ready to fight for a long time.
But now, Zhu Yan can't care about this anymore.
After taking a few breaths and calming down, he couldn't help but frown again.
As he changed his tactics, the power of Xie Duanyang's flying knife seemed to have weakened by a few points.
Watching the sword light swirling and changing, its momentum is like a rainbow.
But the thunder is loud and the raindrops are light, so the flaming demon flag can protect it as much as possible.
At first, Zhu Yan doubted whether Xie Duanyang's magic power was also a little weak.
But after half a cup of tea, he suddenly understood.
I am being treated as a peg for the opponent to sharpen his sword.
At the beginning, he could counterattack five or six times out of ten.
But as Xie Duanyang's sword light became more and more intense, rolling in like a sea, now he could only fight back once or twice, and he had to withdraw his body to protect himself.
"No, we can't go on like this!"
Realizing this, Zhu Yan's eyes were about to burst, and he fought with so many moves.
The magic power he used to force luck was already somewhat dysfunctional and unsustainable.
If this continues, I'm afraid I'll never be able to escape again.
Reluctantly taking a look at the Crazy Flame Demon Flag that he had exchanged most of his wealth for, Zhu Yan had already made up his mind.
The green sun demonic fire surrounding itself seemed to have a direction, turning and flowing into the banner.
The scorching sun on the flag is becoming more and more dazzling, but it is covered in blue, which makes it look quite breathtaking.
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The three-legged golden crow inside also came to life and was about to fly out from the flag.
But then, it means that this demon flag will be destroyed, and his latent magic power will also decline.
At this cost, the shocking blow was definitely much stronger than the self-destruction of the fire dragon that failed just now.
"Fellow Taoist of the Demon Flame Sect, Xie hasn't had enough fun yet, how can you leave first?"
Xie Duanyang laughed, and the light of his sword changed completely, no longer calm as before.
One knife was handed out, but before it could be taken back, another knife was already handed out.
Stacking layers upon layers also increases the power to unimaginable limits.