Heavenly God Mnemonic

"laugh!"

Another sword qi shot out from the nothingness, the green faint and terrifying, like a ghost, it made a hissing sound and howled.

"boom!"

Zuo Heng swung out another sword and smashed the sword light to pieces, but he felt a chill on his face, and shouted: "Yang Qingxuan, what the **** are you doing?!"

Yang Qingxuan lowered his head at this moment, and his body was trembling violently, as if he could not bear the great pain, cold sweat dripped down and dripped on the array.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly a sword sound broke through the void from the void, emitting dozens of cyan sword auras, screaming and hissing like a ghost on the array, like a living thing.

Zuo Heng was horrified, and immediately cut off with a sword. The terrifying sword light turned the space around, and "bang-bang-bang" hit more than a dozen blue sword lights, cutting them all into pieces.

"It's just weird, so it's so mysterious!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Qingxuan, who had been bowing his head, suddenly yelled, and rushed over, violent power gushing out of his body, his face was a little twisted.

Wu Qiyue trembled all over, and her heart shook wildly: "What is this? Demonized?!"

Although Yang Qingxuan's appearance is still human at this moment, he has become hideous, a little golden light shines in his eyes, and nail-sized scales begin to grow on his body, a golden light flashes.

"What's that? Fish...fish scales?!!!"

Wu Qiyue opened her eyes wide, she was dumbfounded, the glaucoma turned in her eyes, and she thought to herself: "It is indeed fish scales, what's the matter?"

She suddenly remembered that the last time Yang Qingxuan had dragon scales, she had said that she could not only transform dragons, but also fish into monkeys. At that time, she thought it was a joke, but she didn't expect it to be true.

"Could it be that the blood of the monster beast is still in the blood of the Yang family?"

Wu Qiyue thought about it. Although she was shocked, she didn't worry too much. After all, demonization was also common, but... it seemed extremely indecent to change into a fish.

"This...what's the matter with this kid, has become a golden fish?"

In the crowd, a student was startled and said, "He dug the golden fish's crystal core, did he suffer retribution?"

Wu Qiyue was taken aback for a moment, turned around, and saw a student shrinking from his head, her face was full of amazement.

Wu Qiyue said: "What did you just say? What happened to the scales on Yang Qingxuan's body?"

The student was very nervous. Under Wu Qiyue's powerful aura, he started to shiver and told the story of Yinglongtan back then. This student is a pheasant.

"Golden fish?"

Wu Qiyue immediately had the information of the fish in her mind, and she gazed across Yang Qingxuan's body. The scales were indeed golden fish scales, and she couldn't help being stunned.

The pheasant rejoiced: "Fortunately, I didn't get the crystal core at the time, otherwise it might be me who became a fish now, hehe."

Wu Qiyue frowned, it was difficult to connect the two things together, but her intuition made her feel that there must be a connection between the two, otherwise there would be such a coincidence in the world. There is a golden fish in the Yang family’s heritage. Blood, and Yang Qingxuan beheaded another golden fish not long ago.

"But I have never heard of it. If you kill a fish, you will become a fish."

The question mark in Wu Qiyue's head was not only him, but everyone in the audience was surprised, but they all thought Yang Qingxuan was simply demonizing.

At this moment, the crack in the battle arena was finally completely torn apart by the sword energy, and a dark iron sword with a skull inlaid on its handle burst into the air, exuding a terrifying ghost energy, and flew down.

Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and grabbed it, and slashed towards Zuo Heng!

"Boom!"

A sword shook the void, dragged out ghosts and left the sky. There were hundreds of ghosts crying in the air, and countless grievances roared wildly, shaking the soul.

At this moment, he looked weird, like a demon running rampant on the formation, and almost complemented the Hundred Ghost Night Sword.

Zuo Heng was horrified, an inexplicable fear surged in his heart, and he hurriedly raised his sword to cut away, flashing four white trainings in the air, splitting the air, the blue sword light was also blocked, and at the same time changed the direction in the distorted space. , Excite and shoot towards the back of the body

The screams from the ghost cry and wolf howling are even more desolate, like a hundred ghosts raging in the world, sneaking into the hell.

Yang Qingxuan was full of weirdness, but his eyes were shining with golden light, like a demon god, he raised his sword and cut it down again.

The entire sky darkened with this sword's strength, and the boundless darkness was suppressed to the extreme on that sword.

Wan Xing retired, Hundred Ghosts walked in the night, and the river of swords gradually fell, Xiao Xing stabbed in the past.

Zuo Heng's face was pale, and under that sword shadow, he seemed to see boundless evil spirits, struggling in hell, roaring, and howling, the immersive scenes directly impacted his mind, leaving him bloodless.

"You evil spirit! Whether you are a human or a ghost, I will kill you today!"

Zuo Heng plucked up his courage, listened to the spring rain in the night, cut out wildly, one sword, two swords, three swords...

With every sword cut, a scene of **** blood disappeared.

A golden light flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and he could clearly see the flaws in Zuo Heng's sword, directly facing the sword aura, the pitch-black sword shuttled through the white training, smashing Zuo Heng's body guarding innocence.

"laugh!"

A sword struck Zuo Heng's shoulder, and blood shot out, and the wound turned black in an instant, which was extremely poisonous.

"You... mean..."

Zuo Heng was furious, his face was gloomy and terrible, and at the same time he was shocked. Every sword Yang Qingxuan made could see through his own moves, hitting the flaws directly, making him messy, and he could only keep backing away.

"Joke, above the Wujue, each will determine life and death by means, how can you say it despicably?"

Yang Qingxuan sneered, the gold in his eyes also disappeared, not only that, but the fish scales on his body also began to fade.

After the monster state disappeared, the evil spirit on his body was much less.

But the Hyakki Yexing Sword was still terrifying and very horrible, and the lingering ghost aura completely brought back the weakness of the weapon.

Without the eyes of the Golden Light God, Zuo Heng's sword power became perfectly integrated, and it was hard to see the flaws.

The two fought fiercely together, the sound of the "bang-bang" sword continued, and the sword light fluttered, turning into layers of sword intent, covering the whole body.

Although Zuo Heng's cultivation base was even better, Yang Qingxuan was in the late stage of the Jade Bone Realm, and he was infinitely powerful.

Moreover, the two swords have their own merits, one is fierce and terrible, and the other is terrifying. Two completely different sword auras rise up, each forming a boundary.

Seeing the battle situation is stalemate, the sound of the double sword handover is endless. Suddenly a weird, crisp sound sounded.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly turned his sword intent, and slammed out in the ghost aura that suddenly skyrocketed, as fast as lightning, and then the second and third swords, correspondingly, the Jian Feng began to move faster.

Zuo Heng also quickly got up, and the sword light became even more dazzling. The speed of the sword could no longer be captured. Everyone only saw the sword light flying on the ring, and there were afterimages everywhere.