Transcending Divinity Dao Technique

Under the psychic eye technique, baiziyue can see much more than ordinary people's naked eyes.

In particular, his psychic eye has already formed a magic instinct, and everything can hardly escape his insight.

The cultivation of martial arts is a process of constantly strengthening their own Qi and blood.

If you know the method of convergence, your qi and blood are restrained. It is not obvious, you don't know how to converge, or you deliberately don't converge. That vigorous Qi and blood is like a bright lamp in the night.

At this moment, in Bai ziyue's eyes, a surge of Qi and blood was really like wolf smoke. The Qi rushed into the void. Vaguely, there was a sharp momentum that seemed to tear open the air. Under the wolf smoke of Qi and blood, it was brewing and rolling, as if it would rush out at any time.

In the scope of this momentum, just close, vaguely, people can't help feeling a kind of pressure from the depths of their hearts, and their minds will be restless.

"The first expert in Wujiang County, a first-class expert better than the guild leader, Yang Zhen."

Bai ziyue knew in his heart that the only person who could have such momentum and authority in the government could be Mr. Yang Zhen, who is known as the first expert in Wujiang county.

But what made him frown was that the last piece of gold paper happened to be in the room of this first-class expert Yang Zhen.

"It seems that the previous preparations are superfluous. If you want to get the twelfth piece of gold paper, you have to fight with this first-class expert."

Bai ziyue thought in his heart, but he didn't hesitate about his body shape. It was like stepping on waves in the void, elegant and swift.

"Which friend is coming? I don't know what advice?"

When Bai ziyue approached the room where Yang Zhen was 50 meters away, there was a husky sound. The sound of collision was like the sound of gold and iron.

Then, just listening to Peng's voice, I saw a figure, rushed out of the room quickly, and then just a little, rushed directly to the roof.

"Enemy attack!"

"There are assassins!"

Yang Zhen's voice was like waves, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people in the government. The whole government yamen suddenly became turbulent.

It was also at this time that the main souls that had long been hidden by Baizi Yuefen appeared in an instant and began to fight many guards or people who were disturbed.

At the time of establishment, almost the whole government was in chaos.

Bai ziyue didn't answer. He stretched out his hand and a golden sword. It quickly turned into a streamer and rushed away.

"The spirit guards the sword, the person who practices immortality?"

Yang Zhen exclaimed, and his face suddenly became extremely dignified.

Quickly cut it out with a sword.

This sword seems to condense the general trend of heaven and earth. It is as thick as a mountain. The falling of the long sword looks slow, but it is like the collapse of mountains and rivers and the falling of the Yellow River. It is fast and irresistible.

Sword potential, sword meaning!

Compared with the sword posture of Jiang Tao, the leader of the burning sun sect, Yang Zhen's sword posture is not only more complete, but also has gradually integrated into heaven and earth. It seems that every sword carries the power of heaven and earth.

This is his own move. The sword melts into the world!

In this regard, Bai ziyue lifted his eyes and rushed out the golden sword, trembling in the void. At this moment, it was more shining, like the scorching sun.

Chaoyang sword!

Buzz!

The golden sword quivered and burst out when its speed reached a certain limit.

Poof!

When the golden light crossed, the sword melted into heaven and earth, as if it could cut everything in the world into pieces.

The golden sword was as powerful as bamboo, and there was no pause at all.

Yang Zhen's face changed greatly, and a layer of dark light suddenly appeared on his body, like a layer of armor, which protected him layer by layer.

Boom!

The black armor broke in the blink of an eye and then dissipated into the air.

The golden sword went straight into his chest and penetrated.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Yang Zhen's face suddenly became very pale. His eyes couldn't help showing an unbelievable look.

Failed!

So fast, so simply failed.

He didn't even catch each other's sword

If I had another sword, wouldn't I

Suddenly he looked up and saw the figure in black covering his face opposite. His eyes were indifferent. He leaped out almost without stopping. He approached himself directly between empty steps.

"It's over!"

Suddenly, his body and mind were cold, and his eyes were full of despair.

Am I Yang Zhen going to die here today?

Bai ziyue used his hundred step wave treading technique, trampled his feet in the void, and the wind passed by his ears. He didn't even look at Yang Zhen. His body leaped and jumped directly into his room.

"Huh?"

Yang Zhen's eyes were full of amazement.

What's going on? Isn't this person who practices immortal Dharma going to kill himself?

Hesitating, he didn't dare to move, but stood where he was.

When he jumped into the room, Bai ziyue looked around. The room was very simple. Except for a wooden bed and a few seats, it was almost empty.

Without hesitation, he directly stretched out his hand and made a slight move. The golden sword rushed out immediately and stabbed out on a certain ground.

Poof!

Immediately several stone slabs were lifted, and in the blink of an eye a wooden box was revealed in front of him.

Boom!

When the sword light crossed, the wooden box was opened directly.

In the eyes, the joy flashed away, and baiziyue came and rolled up a piece of golden paper quickly.

"The twelfth piece of gold paper is finally here."

Bai ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Without hesitation, he turned and rushed out of the room again.

"Kill the assassin!"

When he jumped out of Yang Zhen's room, Bai ziyue raised his eyes and saw a pair of Guard officers and soldiers rushing towards him.

These officers and soldiers, with their long guns held high and glittering, soon formed a simple gun array, with neat and orderly steps, like hedgehogs.

"Don't be impulsive..."

Yang Zhenlian was busy drinking, but involuntarily another mouthful of blood overflowed and blocked his words back.

Bai ziyue narrowed his eyes, flashed a cold light, and a spell was inspired in an instant.

Buzz!

The sky is cold, and endless ice blades are formed in the void. They are like arrows one by one.

"Immortal master? Run!"

The oncoming guard of officers and soldiers changed his face. In fear, he was separated in an instant.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Ice blades flew out like arrow rain. Countless houses collapsed and the sound of ice blades entering the flesh came out.

Bai ziyue's face remained unchanged, and he didn't see the effect of this spell. His body was vertical, and he soared at a high speed.

Because he has noticed that in all directions, there are amazing figures rushing here at great speed.

Hundred steps treading on the waves!

The spiritual power surged in the body, and this light body spell was displayed in an instant.

Buzz!

One step out, Baizi Yue leaped in shape and directly climbed to the void several feet high. The second step out, his speed surged and his momentum was amazing.

Step three, step four, step five

Stepping out step by step, baiziyue did not stop. It was really like flying away.

A second rate expert tried his best to catch up, but he could only watch baiziyue go away.

A third rate expert jumped out of a roof and cut him hard to stop him.

But saw a golden sword across, fast as electricity, with a puff, the third rate master who was about to rush to him was stiff and fell down in an instant.

Even if Bai ziyue didn't kill wantonly because he didn't want to get into trouble, it doesn't mean he didn't dare to kill.

A group of officers and soldiers, each holding bows and arrows.

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

The arrows turned into black awns and shot directly at baiziyue.

However, Bai ziyue's speed was too fast. Stepping on the void was really like a ghost. Most of the arrows couldn't fall down until they couldn't touch Bai ziyue's clothes.

Occasionally one or two arrows were about to fall on Bai ziyue, but they were all resisted by a sudden light.

Magic, aura shield!

"Who is the Taoist friend? Where does such an act put me on the fairy pavilion?"

Just then, there was a figure in front of baiziyue, quietly emerging. It was Pei Yuanwu of Dengxian Pavilion.

Beside him, there were two people who were obviously less powerful.

At this time, he gave a sharp drink and then moved forward.

Buzz!

In an instant, golden lights rose from all directions.

Array!

I don't know when Pei Yuanwu and others laid an array in front of Bai ziyue, and it was still a trapped array!

His heart was cold. Bai ziyue stretched out his hand and made another move.

The golden sword swept up like a startling goose.

Boom!

The trapped golden light rising from the array was smashed.

On the ground, a full eight array plates were also devoured by the power, and each of them collapsed.

"Top friar, bad, retreat!"

Pei Yuanwu's face changed greatly. Without thinking about it, he quickly escaped.

He didn't expect that the top friars on the ninth floor of the gas refining period would be blocked this time.

Moreover, he is still the top monk who obviously has mastered the powerful means of attack and attack.

In front of such a strong man, he, the eighth immortal master in the Qi refining period, can play no role. The other party can kill him with a sword.

Bai ziyue glanced at Pei Yuanwu coldly, but he didn't start after all.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, and the soul gathering flag was taken out by him again.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Yin Qi surged, and soon five or six main souls rose from all over the government and rushed towards him.

During this period, all the experts in the Yamen seemed to have disappeared and didn't dare to come near.

Obviously, these people are afraid because of baiziyue's great power.

In particular, some people are even more afraid when they see that Mr. Yang Zhen, who has already reached the first-class master, has been seriously injured and is not his opponent.

"After all, I lost seven or eight main souls."

Bai ziyue sighed as he watched the remaining six main souls disappear into the soul gathering flag.

In my heart, but I don't care.

For him, it's just some low-level main souls, but it's not very useful.

Immediately, he said that the soul gathering flag was put away, his body spread and left quickly.