Chapter 1698

When the core disciple of Yang family is in danger in the Xishan Star Palace, he can crush the identity plate to attract a guard Lei Guang to protect himself and kill the enemy. At the same time, he can also warn and ask the surrounding fellow children for help.

Generally speaking, the power of guarding thunder and light summoned by these young friars can be up to a complete realm beyond the friars themselves.

When Yang Xuanfeng realized that he could not break free from Xuanyuan punishment, he did not hesitate to crush the waist jade pendant as the identity nameplate.

At the next moment, a five-color thunder light comparable to the power of pure Yang magic fell from the sky and came straight to Xuanyuan's head.

As the golden immortal of the zombie family, Xuanyuan punishment is not afraid of a pure Yang level magic power, but this does not mean that he can ignore the thunder light and let it fall on him.

A wisp of blue phosphorous fire burst out from Xuanyuan's fingertip, and a spark exploded with a "crackle", which immediately formed a fire shield over his head, and then the five-color thunder fell, and the two annihilated at the same time.

However, Xuanyuan's punishment frowned, because the wisp of blue phosphorous fire at his fingertips shrank by three points for no reason, which proved that the thunder light had a certain power of restraint against him.

Xuanyuan punishment is not arrogant. Naturally, he will not think that the thunder light just now is the limit of the power of Xishan Yang's guard array, but because of this, he is more and more afraid of Xishan Yang's guard array.

Xuanyuan feels more and more that he seems to have been cheated by Zhang Yueming.

The young friar of Xishan attaches great importance to body forging. His body is mostly very good body refining materials, but the risk is too great.

Taking the previous pure Yang level thunder light as an example, I really want to give him a thunder light bath at once. I'm afraid the corpse in his body will be turned clean.

When Yang Xuanfeng saw that a ray of thunder he summoned split the great God in the Outland opposite him, he felt that the power to imprison him was suddenly released, and immediately turned and ran away for his life.

Xuanyuan was stunned. His intuition could summon the Yang family of Xishan to guard the friars protected by the thunder light array. He must have an extraordinary status among the Yang family of Xishan.

He was just considering that he could not be watched by Yang's guard array. Naturally, he could not let Yang Xuanfeng escape at this time, so he had chased Yang Xuanfeng again after stepping out a few steps and grabbed him at the back of his neck.

But unexpectedly, at the moment when he stretched out his hand, a sharp breath came across the space and came straight to his wrist.

"Flying sword!"

Xuanyuan punished his eyes and quickly retracted his hand. At the same time, his original body jumped out of thin air for tens of feet.

Sure enough, after the flash of the previous sword, another sword fell under the sword and suddenly cut out. If Xuanyuan hadn't retreated far enough, he might have really hit the road.

"Double flying sword?" Xuanyuan punished the eyebrow and moved: "no, it's two swords. It's a little troublesome!"

Yang Xuanfeng originally felt that he had no luck to reason this time. Although he still had several skills to press the bottom of the box, these means were as useless as children's sword dance in front of a golden immortal.

But at this time, a voice came from his ear: "Hey, is your name Yang Xuanfeng?"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a sword roar behind me. I thought I was going to be captured did not happen.

Yang Xuanfeng knew that someone was trying to save him, but he rushed out more than a hundred feet in one breath. After realizing that there was no danger to follow behind him, he dared to turn around. However, he was seeing two sword lights falling and turned into two immortals with similar faces.

Although Yang Xuanfeng has never seen Yang Qinxi and Yang Qinyao, as the inheritor identified by Yang Junping before his death, he will not be unfamiliar with the two elders in front of him.

But when he really saw them, Yang Xuanfeng was a little silent for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak.

According to the inheritance, as Yang Junping's closed disciple, Yang Xuanfeng should be regarded as the younger martial brother of Yang Qinxi and Yang Qinyao. However, according to the family hierarchy, he is two generations worse than the two brothers and sisters.

Yang Xuanfeng's dilemma can't hide from his brother and sister. Yang Qinyao's mind is a troublemaker. When he saw it, he said with three points: "come on, call elder martial sister."

Yang Xuanfeng opened his mouth, but he couldn't cry out.

Yang Qinxi said with a smile: "don't embarrass him. If this' senior sister 'is handed over, the family hierarchy will be completely disordered."

After that, Yang Qinxi looked at Yang Xuanfeng and said with a smile, "we take you as a martial brother, but you still call it according to the family hierarchy, so as not to worry about trivial things in the future."

"Yes!"

Yang Xuanfeng said respectfully, and then said, "I'll obey you."

When Yang Qinxi and Yang Qinyao appeared, Xuanyuan punishment had a retreat in his heart.

Although he didn't know that the two men had jointly killed a witch Jinxian in front of him, the thought of the thunder called by Yang Xuanfeng made his heart cold.

Now, however, even if he wanted to withdraw, the Yang brothers and sisters had not far left him.

The double flying sword sealed the space he wanted to retreat.

Xuanyuan punishment turned to his brother and sister and said solemnly, "a family doesn't want to have more trouble. How about letting a family leave?"

Yang Qinyao looked at Xuanyuan with a smile and asked, "stiff family?"

It has to be said that since the battle with Wu Xianju fat and killed him, the brother and sister have radiated a kind of self-confidence from inside to outside, and this self-confidence has made earth shaking changes in their temperament. In fact, the calmness and calmness of the brother and sister are also an important reason why Xuanyuan punishment withdrew from the beginning.

Xuanyuan punished Shen and said, "a family doesn't want to be enemies with you two. How about we leave each other?"

"Since you don't want to be the enemy of us, why do you come here again?" Yang Qinxi sneered: "you chose to enter the Xishan mainland at this time to plot our Xishan Yang family. From the moment you stepped into the Xishan mainland, you were the enemy of us!"

Xuanyuan knew that a war between the two sides was inevitable and immediately chose to start first.

At the moment when the rising corpse evil spirit broke out, all the plants and trees within a radius of tens of miles dried up and died, and the water vapor in the land evaporated, making it look like a hundred miles of bare land.

Xuanyuan punishes the dryland born in the four branches of the rigid family. The red fire corpse evil spirit broke out, which really makes people fall into the fire prison.

"You leave here first!"

Yang Qinxi gave orders to Yang Xuanfeng behind him, and then he drove the flying sword to fight with Yang Qinyao's flying sword, turned into a clever flying swallow in the air, and hanged the golden immortal of the stiff family.

Yang Xuanfeng fled all the way until he was forced to retreat thirty miles away by the rolling heat wave. He stopped and looked back. In the sky, there were only sword Qi and red clouds that were roasted but broken by the sword Qi.

"Son of hell!"

Zhong Jiu looked at the old man in front of him and felt his knees soft. He couldn't help kneeling towards the old man in front of him.

The awe of the son of heaven has been deeply engraved in the bones of every ghost monk.

From the moment of birth, every ghost family is told of the top ten ghost ancestors who exist as the guardian of the whole race. Among them, the son of hell has the strongest strength, the highest cultivation and the greatest reputation.

Although Zhong Jiu saw the son of heaven for the first time, he didn't know how many times he had been told about the description of the son of heaven.

On the contrary, Bao Yuer is a ghost Xiu who has separated from the ghost family from urinating. She has no awe of the guardian of the ghost family, even if the one standing in front of her is the source of her own blood.

In fact, in addition to her own blood and magical powers, Bao Yuer can be said to be completely incompatible with a real ghost family. It can even be said that compared with the origin of the ghost family, she is more like a Taoist monk like Yang Junshan and Yang Junxiu.

Therefore, when Zhong Jiu almost couldn't stand in front of the son of heaven, Bao Yuer looked unusually calm, even indifferent.

"Child, do you want to leave here?"

The emperor of Yan Luo even looked at them with some hope.

Zhong Jiu was slightly stunned. Although he had guessed the origin of the son of heaven at the moment when the son of heaven appeared, he didn't know how to answer for a moment when the son of heaven really asked.

When Zhong Jiu was still at a loss, the cold voice of Baoyu next to him had sounded first: "when Zhou Tianhua came to the world, Mr. Zhong Kui also wanted to take us away, but he didn't succeed."

Yan Luo said with a smile, "it was an accident. I underestimated the immortal statue of Junshan."

Bao yu'er said again, "are you sure this time? Yang Junxiu failed to become a saint that day, and her vitality was greatly damaged. She almost couldn't keep the Yuanshen fairyland. Now she is in the realm of" five Qi Dynasty yuan "in the golden fairyland, and can even fight against the Dalai immortal. Maybe she knew your arrival on the west mountain when you and I talked."

"She won't know. When I appeared, this mountain range had been fully incorporated into my divine consciousness' field '. Maybe she would realize that the connection with you two was interrupted, but it was impossible to control your life and death through the ghost prohibition among your original gods."

Yan Luo's indifferent tone revealed a strong confidence. He looked at the sky above his head and continued: "not to mention the current Xishan Yang's self-care is not enough. Where else can he spare the effort to take care of this side?"

"As for the improvement of your cultivation and that white tiger's cultivation, it really makes it more difficult to lift the ban on ghosts among your two yuan gods. Fortunately, I've also improved my cultivation to the state of harmony. That's why I came in person instead of leaving this matter to Zhong Kui's little friend as I did last time." Yan Luo's smiling face looked like an old man next door.

Bao yu'er still looked cold and said in a cold voice, "aren't you afraid that this is originally a trap?"