Yang Peng patted his shoulder and said, "Why do you say two brothers? It is natural for us to support each other. According to your current cultivation level, Jingyu's cultivation level is not much higher than you. But since my cultivation level is higher than you and I have experienced a lot of battles, I will tell you some of the things I know."

Zhang Xiaofan said with red eyes: "Brother Peng, it was not until the last seven-mechanism martial arts meeting that I realized that your Taoism is so high, and the senior sisters and brothers in the sect respect you well. I thought the relationship between the three brothers would be alienated because of this, and my low-key Taoism would be even more embarrassing to you."

Yang Peng sighed: "Don't mention this in the future, otherwise I will be really angry. Now we will not hold back when we fight each other, so as to test what you have learned over the years and look at some of your Taoist Dharma to see if there are any mistakes or mistakes."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded heavily, took out the black fire stick from his arms, and came out flat. The magic tricks followed him. Suddenly, the black rod body lit up a black green light, with a green light, and was filled with throbbing. It seemed that the evil spirit who had been hungry for countless years and months had illuminated its bloodthirsty light in the blue light at the moment of summoning.

The bead at the top of the rod body lit up, and the eye-catching red blood mark seemed to have been injected into life again and came alive.

Yang Peng did not hesitate anymore, took a step forward, and with a move, the Sun-Chasing Sword flew out. The golden light was like countless flying golden lights, jumping, competing against the black green light.

Zhang Xiaofan said, "Brother Peng, I will do my best to do it, you must be careful."

"Well, that's what you should do, just let it go, don't have so many concerns."

Zhang Xiaofan urged the magic weapon to take the initiative to greet it like the golden light. The golden light was not willing to fall behind. With a long sound, the golden light flourished.

In an instant, these two treasures that have been passed down for countless years burst out their power, as if they were competing for the unparalleled power and the unwillingness deep in tyranny.

The blue is cold and the golden is domineering.

"Bang" the earth around was shaking, and the soil was splashing everywhere. The black bamboo in the distance was shaking, shaking the hanging branches in the shaking, but the bamboo leaves fell down immediately, sprinkling colorfully.

Zhang Xiaofan took two steps in a row, and the black green color on the fire stick became much lighter. He gritted his teeth and stepped heavily on the ground. His hands moved in a row. At the point where the magic trick was pulled, the fire stick suddenly moved forward in the direction of his finger.

Yang Peng exclaimed softly in his heart, and had a new understanding of the black stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand. Although he only used 50% of his strength, he did not dare to be too big and deal with it with it with caution.

I saw him stepping on the seven stars and quickly formed several magic tricks in his hand. His body was like a dragon, and his shadow was everywhere in the field. However, the Zhuri Sword attacked the fire stick with his body, which was rushing up, down, and left and right.

Zhang Xiaofan immediately supported his clumsy and struggled to deal with it. With one increase and the other, Xiaofan's defeat had already appeared, but Brother Peng was stubborn but did not admit defeat. He shouted loudly, and a force of absorbing lust appeared on the dull stick, and he rushed straight towards Yang Peng.

It was almost an instinct, and almost a throbbing of the Shura phase hidden in Yang Peng's body. The Shura phase ran on its own, and a cheer came faintly, and a chuckle sounded faintly.

All such power of running around was sank into Yang Peng's body, and the Shura in his body was running faster.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, but he didn't know why he was confused just now, and then a sea of ​​blood floated in his eyes. The fierce force controlled his body, and he couldn't help it.

He looked at Yang Peng and felt relieved after he found out that Yang Peng was fine. However, he felt inexplicably that all the magic power in his body was exhausted. He sat on the ground and gasped, and quickly accused him: "Brother Peng, I'm sorry, I didn't know what happened to me just now.

Yang Peng was most clear about what happened just now, but he seemed to have relived the experience of the Dead Abyss just now, but the fierce power he had just experienced was even more terrifying.

I was even more curious about the black stick in Xiaofan's hand. Not only could I stalemate with the Sun-Chasing Divine Sword, but the devouring power hidden in the stick was even more terrifying.

He sat with Zhang Xiaofan and asked, "Xiaofan, the fire stick in your hand is very strange. Where did you get it?"

Zhang Xiaofan first fell into deep thought, and then slowly told all the things he had experienced in a hidden mountain in Qingyunmen.

Yang Peng exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "So that's it. This is also a kind of adventure. But the evil aura in your fire stick is too strong. You will be affected by it every day. Over time, your nature will be changed by it. You must be careful when you make a big change. And don't be known by others about the strangeness of this black stick, otherwise you will have trouble."

Zhang Xiaofan believed in what Yang Peng said, and he felt something strange himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared, so he asked with some concern: "Brother Peng, do you have any way to resolve the fierce power of this fire stick?"

Yang Peng stared at the fire stick for a long time, and suddenly became scheming in his heart, saying, "Yes, yes, but I don't know if it's of great use. I'll take it back and study it carefully later."

What the two of them didn't know was the fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand. In fact, it was a combination of the blood-devouring beads used by the black-hearted old man of the Demon Cult and a stick that Zhang Xiaofan accidentally obtained in Qingyunmen Mountain 800 years ago. Both are very evil things, the most fierce.

The old man, the black-hearted, became the leader of the Demon Sect with only the Blood-Devouring Beads, fought with the righteous people for many years and became famous. Even now, the Demon Sect has taken it as his mission to rebuild his great cause back then.

Although this is not unrelated to the cultivation level of the old man Black-hearted, the magic weapon that can be comparable to the Tianya magic weapon is not an ordinary class, let alone a fierce stick now.

During this battle, Yang Peng had a deep understanding of Xiaofan's strength and cultivation, so he said, "Xiaofan, you can see that you are quite diligent in your daily practice, but some methods are not used like this, and the posture is not right."

Zhang Xiaofan listened carefully, as if Yang Peng opened a new door to practice for him. After Yang Peng's explanation, he suddenly became clear.

He was happy, but he was also very grateful to Yang Peng. He secretly made up his mind to practice more diligently, and fortunately he could contribute at critical moments. Even though such opportunities might be very small, he also kept this in his heart.

That night, Yang Peng took the fire stick back and started to study it after dinner.

The power of suction in his hand became more and more obvious, but he had already gained experience as early as when the seven veins were able to master martial arts, and the Luck Shura began to practice.

A cool feeling came out of the rod and merged into the body. Under the influence of the Shura aspect, the evil power in the fire rod seemed to surge into Yang Peng's body as if it were the essence.

In the dark night, it seemed as if countless evil spirits were wandering around Yang Peng, roaring, howling, crying, and begging for mercy. All kinds of mixed sounds were lingering in his ears, and Yang Peng always sticks to his original heart.

Gradually, he felt that the stagnant Shura cultivation progress was rising at this moment with a steady state. It won’t take long for him to overcome the stagnant hurdle and enter the realm he had dreamed of.

The night is deep, the boy is solemn in the dark, the Sanskrit sounds are bursting, the fairy music is floating, and a heart that seeks the Tao is flashing in the dark.

Time flies, and two months pass by in a flash.

In addition to preparing meals regularly for all senior sisters, Tian Ling'er, Uncle Su Ru and Master Shuiyue every day, Yang Peng spent the rest of his time practicing, and he would also guide Zhang Xiaofan to practice when he had time.

Under Yang Peng's guidance, Xiaofan's cultivation has improved gratifyingly, but Yang Peng himself has slowly absorbed the evil power in the fire stick. Shura Xiang is steadily improving his progress, and I believe he will be able to break through in a few days.

The old man Lingzun came to Yang Peng several times not long after Yang Peng came back. As soon as he came, he was so angry that he was like Yang Peng asking for wine. Yang Peng had already figured out Lingzun's temperament and there was nothing surprising.

On the day Yang Peng came back, Qingniao was almost inseparable from Yang Peng. However, except for eating a lot, this guy has not changed much. He is not big but has a lot of appetite, which is very puzzling.

After two months, the girls finally came out of the Tai Chi Cave in the back mountain. They were full of energy and the momentum emitting from the body was even stronger. I think everyone gained a lot.

Everything happened in an orderly manner, but there was some regret that the girl Tian Ling'er was always angry with her and tried to please her in every way. The girl turned her face aside, and she was very unhappy when she spoke coldly.

Moreover, the more Yang Peng treats her, the more she becomes more and more ignoring her. Sometimes she even makes fun of Yang Peng in front of her senior sisters and masters. Yang Peng is angry but does not get angry.

After working hard for a while, the cold reception was still received. Yang Peng simply left her aside and ignored it for the time being.

However, today was finally getting better two months later. At Yang Peng's request, Tian Ling'er finally had a good time to have fun while not practicing. Yang Peng took a lot of effort to make her come out and meet in the Black Bamboo Forest at night.

Whether it is Xiaozhu Peak or the entire Qingyun Sect, it has not recruited many new disciples in recent years. However, Yang Peng is the youngest disciple on Xiaozhu Peak, so naturally no one goes up the mountain to cut black bamboo. In this way, the black bamboo forest is idle, and no one goes there either day or night.
Chapter completed!