After Zhang Yu left Liangzhou, he flew towards the northeast. More than a hundred fleeing lights followed him across Qingyang Continent and headed directly to the outer sea.
The people of various states and counties in Qingyang Continent also saw this scene and couldn't help but inquire about the cause of the incident.
When they heard that two monks were fighting on the East China Sea, they just talked for a while and then dispersed. They didn't take it to heart. After all, they saw creatures that could fly into the sky and escape from the earth every day, so they didn't realize it.
How strange.
And everyone felt that this matter had little to do with them. Only a few older people felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't explain the reason.
Two days later, Zhang Yu took Si Wuzhang, Taoist Xingchuan and other faster escapees out of the Qingyang Continent first and arrived at the outer sea. They did not stop at this point, but continued to fly outward.
, after traveling more than five thousand miles, I saw a broken and desolate island group.
This was the place where the battle had been agreed upon. Zhang Yu asked the others to stay far away, and he suppressed the escape light, circled around the island for a while, and then stopped here.
At this moment, the time for the fight has not yet come, and Master Bai Xiu has not arrived yet. The only sounds around are the waves crashing on the shore and the chirping of gulls.
Zhang Yu feels that the battle in this area is not bad, and there are not too many creatures around. By then, he can use the divine channel technique at will without any scruples.
At this time, he felt a slight tremor coming from the sword. Apparently Cicada Sword felt his fighting spirit and responded.
He made up his mind, and the Cicada Sword immediately became quiet, but the sharp aura did not subside, but remained there without emitting.
At this time, a small cloud boat with surging brocade clouds suddenly appeared in the blue sky in the distance. A woman in white was standing above, holding a vermilion jade flute decorated with tassels, her clothes floating in the sea breeze.
Endless.
She turned her eyes at this moment, and her eyes fell on the ruined island, and her eyes couldn't help but shine with a strange light.
I saw Zhang Yu standing there holding a long sword, with a high air and a calm attitude. He was dressed in a jade-colored Taoist robe, surrounded by dense clouds and mist, and covered with misty clear light. Under the scorching golden light, he looked like an immortal came to the world, and the surrounding blue sky
The sea waves and endless tides serve as a perfect foil at this moment,
Zhang Yu also saw the appearance of the woman in white at this time and raised his eyes slightly.
As the Xuanzheng of Xuanfu, he has a little understanding of the monks in the Lingmiao Mysterious Realm even though he has never met them. However, this one is a relative stranger. If he is not a monk who cultivates in secret, he is from another continent.
came.
But when his eyes fell on a vermilion jade flute in the woman's hand, his heart couldn't help but move slightly. He had seen such a shape before.
When the woman in white saw him, she looked over and bowed to him on the small cloud boat.
Zhang Yu also stood up and bowed in return. At this moment, he had already made some guesses about this person's identity, but now was not the time to talk about this. We could wait until after the war.
After about half a day passed, thousands of miles away on the sea, another flying raft appeared in the sky. Lin Daoren, Yu Fu, Guan Xuan and other true cultivators who had previously participated in the Battle of Shuangzhou were all sitting on it.
Guan Xuan looked at the sea and muttered: "Who can win this battle?"
Lin Dao and Yu Fu were both silent.
At this moment, their emotions were contradictory and complicated. This battle was not just a simple battle, it was not only related to the changes in the situation in the continent, but in their view, it was a contest between Xuanxiu and Zhenxiu in Qingyang Shangzhou.
Deep down in their hearts, they did not want to see Master Bai Xiu, who represented true cultivation, fail, but they also knew that if Zhang Yu won, then they would not have to worry about what would happen next.
But if Bai Xiu wins, then it will be their turn to face him directly. After all, it is impossible for them not to ask for an explanation for what Gongsun Min did before.
At this moment, a huge creation dragon also appeared far away from the island. Its eyes were a little weird, and its movements were also sneaky.
Just under the seabed not far from the Creation Dragon, an underwater boat is lurking here.
There are two creation servants and a lame master craftsman hiding in the cabin. They are observing the creation dragon and the surrounding situation through the creation fish.
The lame master looked at it for a while, and then said to a pool covered with broken crystals: "Master Jin, we have found the place where the battle is fought, but Zhang Yu seems to have many monks with him."
His words followed the transmission of the created fish to a small island in the distance, and then passed through the light here to a flying boat hidden in the clouds. When the news arrived here, it was already a hundred breaths away.
After that.
After receiving the report, Master Jin said: "Find a way to get close, preferably within a hundred miles, the closer the better. Try not to spread rumors to me again when you come down. You can just follow the instructions in advance."
After another hundred breaths, the lame master received the order, so without any further hesitation, he let a creature fish float to the surface of the water and made several strange noises towards the dragon.
The dragon swung its body and leaned forward.
In the southeast of the island, another ray of light flew from the distant sky. When it got close, Tang Feng appeared from inside. He looked around a few times warily.
All the cultivators also saw this person at this time.
Si Wuzhang said to Tian Jiang: "Fellow Taoist Tian, he is a disciple of Master Bai Xiu. He had fought with fellow Taoist Xingchuan for several days before, with no outcome. According to Taoist Xingchuan, this person is quite powerful.
That's great, if the fight lasts for another ten days and a half, he may not be able to defeat this person."
Tian Jiang couldn't help but look at Taoist Xingchuan, who admitted frankly: "That's true." Losing is losing, winning is winning. There is nothing to admit. He just stated his inference truthfully.
Tian Jiang said in a deep voice: "No matter what this person is, as long as he doesn't hinder Xuan Zheng's battle, then leave him alone."
Everyone nodded. After all, Bai Xiu only had a disciple here, and there were so many of them here. As long as they kept an eye on him at all times, they were not afraid of his being a ghost.
After Tang Feng arrived near the island, he deliberately avoided the Xuan cultivators and came to a remote corner to stand still.
But at this time, he glanced somewhere as if he was aware of it, but he happened to see the creation dragon floating over, and he couldn't help but frown.
He could roughly guess which party sent this creature. Although this thing did not pose any threat to Bai Xiuren, he clearly felt a sense of malice from it, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
He immediately took out the "Lightless Flying Blade", and when he offered it as a sacrifice, the thing suddenly disappeared from his hand.
The creation dragon not far away paused slightly, and then the huge dragon head fell from the body. After floating for a while, the headless body also fell into the sea, smashing out a large body.
Waves.
Tang Feng snorted and recited the magic formula in his mind. With just one call, the lightless flying blade returned to his hand and was put into his sleeve.
In his heart, he secretly cried out that it was a pity. This thing was mainly left in Qingyang to disperse the evil spirit of ancestor Yuantong. Therefore, it was restricted by his master and could not be used to kill cultivators. At most, it could only be used to kill monks.
Come to stop people, otherwise my teacher would bring this magical weapon, how could Zhang Yu resist it?
The creation dragon was killed, and the two creators quickly got the news from the creation fish and reported back: "Master Yue, our dragon has been destroyed."
The lame master said: "Go to the cabin and see if it has been taken back."
The two creators immediately ran to the back cabin to take a look, only to find that the eye of the ancient god appeared there again, so they came over and said back: "Take it back, take it back."
The lame master nodded. This divine eye can be summoned back with the remains of the ancient supernatural god, but it only relies on the supernatural power attached to it.
If this thing is used up at once, it will take a while to recover, so they only have three chances to call it. If it still fails, then this thing will have to wait until three to five years before it can be used.
He said: "It seems that the distance just now is still too close. We need to be further apart. We will try again later."
On the Broken Islands, Zhang Yu ignored the commotion around him and just stood there to reconcile his body and mind, quietly waiting for his opponent to arrive.
Soon the sun began to set, darkness enveloped the sky, endless starlight fell, and a bright moon rose from the sea.
At this time, his expression moved slightly and he looked in one direction. At this moment, everyone watching the battle also noticed it and looked there as well.
Then he saw a ray of moonlight shining down from the sky and falling into the sea water. As the bright light spread, a young Taoist priest wearing white robes appeared there.
He looked to be less than thirty years old. He was tall and handsome, and his aura was as clear and clear as the bright moon shining in the sky. After he appeared, he walked through the sea water, and for a moment, he attracted everyone's attention.
But at this time, a loud sound was heard in the distance, but the Xuanfu monks who had fallen behind arrived here at this time, and saw more than a hundred rays of light coming from the sky, one after another running through the sky,
After reaching the sky, they circled around Zhang Yu, then flew away separately, and were distributed within a radius of more than a thousand miles.
Master Bai Xiu was approaching now. He glanced at the scattered lights, then looked at Zhang Yu, and said: "Zhang Xuanzheng, this battle can be avoided. If you are willing to retreat,
If I take one step forward, I will be able to speak up and Zhang Xuanzheng will never lose his chance in the future."
His voice is extremely gentle, like the breeze and the bright moon, and naturally blends into people's hearts. Although he is trying to persuade people to quit the war, it does not make people feel disgusted, nor does it make people think that he is timid, but he truly cherishes talents and thinks
Eliminate this war.
Zhang Yu focused his eyes and said loudly: "Now that we are here, there is no need to say more. We just rely on the sharp weapons in our hands to fight for victory."
What he said was a pure and clear sound, with jade vibrating and golden sound. At the same time, the Cicada Sword held in his five fingers made another sound, which spread thousands of miles in the silent sea and sky.
Everyone can feel the firm and indestructible faith and the fierce fighting spirit.
Zhang Yu stretched out his hand at this moment and pressed the hilt of the Cicada Sword. With a clang, the blade was unsheathed. Under the stars in the night sky, there was a cold light that was constantly flowing. He held a sword salute and said: "Please
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When Master Bai Xiu saw this, he also showed a solemn look. He stretched out his sleeves to the side, and a crescent moon flying blade suddenly appeared behind him. Then he raised his hand forward and saluted, saying: "Please!"
