A fierce battle has begun.

Except for Juan Yang and Yu Qingxuan, no one else has the qualifications to intervene, because even the immortal realm experts have difficulty catching the figures of these two people, but Yu Ling can barely see some traces with the induction of soul power.

The golden threads seemed to be endless. Yu Qingxuan could not pause for a moment, and was flashing and moving irregularly all the time, because there were golden threads flying out towards him like shadows at Juan Yang's fingertips. Once

Being hit, not to mention the injuries caused, would be a big problem if Juan Yang locked his aura.

In Juan Yang's eyes, the people around him in the northern border didn't exist. He wouldn't have had the slightest scruple when waving the Dao Code. If it weren't for Elder Yang risking his life to shuttle between the golden threads, Huayun Valley,

Cang He and all the survivors gathered together, and even Ji Changxin, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, was dragged back. They were probably dead long ago.

"Everyone forms a battle formation to defend the four sides!"

Elder Yang shouted low, and formed a tripod with the other two elders from Xuefeng to protect everyone at the center.

At this time, no one was in the mood to fight among themselves, because the criss-crossing golden wires were extremely difficult to guard against, and their lives could be in danger at any time.

Only the people from the Fire Refining Sect were left aside, huddled in a corner to avoid the golden threads that flew by from time to time.

Yu Ling glanced at the elder of the Zhu family, who moved to the side unnaturally, feeling that the atmosphere was extremely strange.

After all, one second they were fighting to the death, and the next second the Jiuchen Clan came out with force. If they had known that Yu Ling was the son of the Jiuchen Clan master, they would not have shouted aggressively to destroy Xilian from the very beginning.

ah?

This thing is really ridiculous, no one would have imagined such a turn of events!

Fortunately, Yu Ling didn't say much, which slightly alleviated the embarrassment of the Zhu family elders and others. They were afraid that Yu Ling would let them get out of Xuefeng's defensive circle. When the golden thread swept over, they would be dead.

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Beiran, on the other hand, said unceremoniously: "Everyone looked so awesome just now, but now they are all in a coward? How can you be so shameless that you let Elder Yang and the others guard the outside? They are all masters of the Immortal Realm. Why?

"

What the hell...

The elder of the Zhu family almost choked on his breath. Why didn't you say that your brother is still here and staying here?

"The leader is seriously injured and needs to recuperate. I will just go out and guard." A Canghe elder walked to the outside of the battle formation with a dark face, changing from a triangle formation to a four-corner formation.

If Beiran scolded him again, he would really fall out. After all, the reason why Ji Changxin was seriously injured was not because Yu Qingxuan was too cruel, but another Canghe elder... was also hit by Yu Ling's killing move.

He was half-wasted, and he felt that he was already good-natured enough for being willing to stand up.

The elders of the Zhu family and the elders of the Meng family looked at each other and simply walked to the middle of the battle formation. They felt that being farther away from Bei Ran and Yu Ling would make them feel more comfortable.

Yu Ling ignored him the whole time. He was too lazy to pay attention to these trivial matters now. He just focused on running the big cycle and recovering every bit of strength. After all, nothing is as reliable as his own fists these days.

At the same time, he also devoted some energy to paying attention to the battle situation between Juan Yang and Yu Qingxuan. Although it was a bit reluctant to keep up with their rhythm, he had to know the result as soon as possible.

At present, it seems that Juan Yang plays the materialized Dao very smoothly, as endlessly as a violent storm, giving Yu Qingxuan no chance to get close to him. The latter is like a small boat swaying in the wind and waves.

The boat can capsize at any time and at any time.

But after Yu Ling observed for a while, he knew that Yu Qingxuan was actually not powerless to fight back, he was just waiting for an opportunity.

After all, what he has to do is not only defeat a strong man in the Li Dao realm, but also kill this strong man in the Li Dao realm.

But...will Juan Yang give him this chance?

When the golden threads almost filled the entire field of vision, Juan Yang finally paused for a moment. For other immortal realm masters, it might be difficult to seize the opportunity, but for Yu Qingxuan, it was enough.

His figure suddenly solidified from a shadow, and a sea of ​​blood silently transformed into a sea of ​​blood. It seemed ethereal, but in fact, countless golden threads melted in the surge of sea water.

A golden swimming dragon burst out from under the sea of ​​​​blood, like a supreme being descending to the world. The sound of roaring instantly filled everyone's eardrums. Even though the main target was Juan Yang, others still felt the profound energy boiling, as if their whole bodies were boiling.

Qi and blood will escape from the body.

Even Elder Yang, who was an ally, was shocked. He recalled that when Yu Qingxuan and Du Yichen competed a few years ago, the two sides were evenly matched. As a result, Yu Qingxuan has now reached a height that can only be surpassed.

With such strength, he can almost be said to be the unquestionable number one master in the North!

He only had time to think of this thought, and the golden dragon had already swooped down, carrying a vast sea of ​​​​blood toward Juan Yang. It was an almost unbreakable force of heaven and earth, and anyone who stood up to it would seem so insignificant.

However, a strange and sarcastic smile appeared on Juan Yang's face, and he said quietly: "I don't mean to look down on you..."

Before he finished speaking, the golden dragon and the sea of ​​​​blood rushed past, drowning Juan Yang's figure, but Yu Qingxuan knew full well that the other party was no longer in that position.

"Tao formation, start!"

Juan Yang's voice sounded from all directions, as majestic as a god.

Then those seemingly chaotic golden threads suddenly began to glow, just like the lights of thousands of houses in a dark city lighting up one after another, but the speed was beyond the potential of a prairie fire.

How fast is the speed of light? It is so fast that when many people’s brains are still blank, everything has settled.

The position of each Daoze golden thread has obviously been carefully calculated by Juan Yang, and there will be no waste.

If you look down from a high altitude, countless golden threads are intertwined, forming an extremely huge Tao array cage!

"Buzz——"

Golden light spurts out from the end of every golden thread, and its landing point is without exception Yu Qingxuan.

In this formed Tao formation, he had no way to dodge, so he was wrapped into a giant cocoon formed by countless golden lights.

The flowing light is more intoxicating than neon. Each golden thread is like a diligent spring silkworm, spinning silk and cocoon continuously, until the giant cocoon is so big that more than ten people can't hug it. Each golden thread is like a diligent spring silkworm.

The silk gradually dimmed.

"burst!"

Juan Yang's figure walked out of nothingness and snapped his fingers neatly.

The lion still needs all his strength to fight the rabbit. Of course, he will not have the habit of looking down on his opponents. On the contrary, no matter how careful he is with the Xuanling tribe, he will use one of his trump cards, the golden thread, without any reservation.

Dao Formation, this can be regarded as his early famous stunt. However, it was a famous stunt from that era a long time ago, and not many people know it yet.

Juan Yang despises the kind of fighting style that uses Tai Chi push hands to reveal the opponent's trump card bit by bit. He always respects his enemies. If he can kill with one move, he will never use the second move. If he can catch up with his opponent before he can

It would be even better to kill him before using his strongest trick.

That was a habit he had developed when he was the killer "Golden Evil", and it would be hard to get rid of it after thousands of years.

He watched the giant golden cocoon in front of him explode into pieces, and couldn't help but smile happily.

"father!"

Bei Ran's eyes were instantly covered in blood, and she rushed out of the battle formation like crazy, but was grabbed by Yu Ling.

She turned around angrily, only to see Yu Ling shake his head calmly: "The battle has just begun."

A flash of blood-red sword light shot out from a tricky angle unpredictably, and the space where Juan Yang was located suddenly collapsed.

"Sure enough, he's not dead."

Juan Yang's figure gradually became transparent, and he walked out of the collapsed space like he was taking a leisurely stroll. The light of the sword did not touch any of his clothes.

"It's your turn this time."

Only Yu Qingxuan's voice echoed in the void, but his figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

Drops of golden rain appeared from nothingness. It was just sparse at first, but in an instant it became a heavy rain. But the strange thing was that the sound of rain could only be heard, but there was no accumulation of rain on the ground.

"Hey, a semi-revealed Taoist code?" A trace of surprise flashed in Juan Yang's eyes. He didn't know whether Yu Qingxuan had reached this realm long ago or had made a breakthrough by drawing on his inspiration from the Golden Silk Taoist Code. If it was the latter

, that would be too scary.

"fall!"

Yu Qingxuan gave a soft drink, and as if he had followed his words, the whole world began to collapse with Juan Yang as the center.

The golden rain dropped drop by drop into rivers, and then into the ocean, and finally formed a large whirlpool that stretched across the sky and the earth, pulling the ocean downwards and sinking continuously, as if it was about to sink into the eighteenth level of hell.

But the most terrifying thing is that every drop of golden rain is full of domineering and fierce energy, biting Juan Yang's defense line like a wild beast, biting away his Tao Yun bit by bit until it is riddled with holes.

"It's interesting..."

Juan Yang seemed to be teasing him easily, but in fact he had used up 12% of his strength. All the spiritual power he had dispersed was absorbed into his body, turning into twisted snake-like golden patterns squirming on the surface of his body. He looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

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"Break it for me!"

Juan Yang let out a long roar, and sank into the depths of the whirlpool on his own initiative, punching him hard!

"boom--"

The golden patterns spun and spewed out, creating a huge hole in the depths of the whirlpool. The Tao Yun belonging to Yu Qingxuan collapsed in an instant, leaving Juan Yang to escape.

For a time, the two of them fought back and forth for several rounds, but they were evenly matched.

However, due to the various means of engaging in foreign affairs, Yu Qingxuan fell into extremely dangerous situations several times. As time went on, no one knew what kind of changes would occur.

Bei Ran's palms were covered in cold sweat, and he was staring at the sky intently, trying to catch the fleeting figures of the two people, when Elder Luan's voice suddenly sounded from the side: "Ran'er, at this critical moment, we can't sit still and wait for death.

"

"Senior, you mean..." Beiran was stunned for a moment, then understood instantly.
Chapter completed!