The wood demon succeeded in its attack and hurriedly retracted its branches. Zhang Yizhi roared and, disregarding the poison, pounced on the branches and stepped on the wall. Like a tug-of-war, the wood demon could not advance or retreat for a while. Fu Qingming then waved his sword and slashed continuously. Unfortunately, he was not strong enough. He only heard the sound of metal and wood colliding, but did not even leave a mark. Instead, the branches shook even more violently. Zhang Yizhi's face was already red, and he could let go at any time.
"Get out of the way." Ying Feiyang poured a can of vegetable oil on it. Fu Qingming understood and took out a few pieces of firewood from the stove and lit them up. His opponent was a wood monster, and with a layer of oil on it, the fire burned faster and faster. The wood monster howled in pain and couldn't hold the medicine bottle anymore. The bottle was thrown out in an arc, and it was still cursing, "Little bastard, let go of it! It's burning me to death!" Fu Qingming's eyes widened. He was so angry that he couldn't hold the medicine bottle anymore. The medicine bottle was thrown out in an arc, and he was still cursing, "Little bastard, let go of it!
Xie Lingyan caught the bottle. The Wood Demon became even more powerful due to the pain. It brandished its branches and sparks flew everywhere in the room. Zhang Yizhi could no longer hold the Wood Demon down, but he still held onto the branches tightly. He was pulled up and down by the branches until the flames reached his body. Only then did he let go. The Wood Demon immediately withdrew its branches and disappeared without a trace. No one knew whether it was dead or alive.
Xie Lingyan took one each and threw it to Ying Feiyang and the others. She wanted to throw it to Mo Yunzheng, but Mo Yunzheng stopped her and said, "No need, you guys adjust your breathing to expel the poison first. I'll protect you." As he said this, he snatched a red spear and stabbed the original owner of the spear to death. He patted the spear handle and shot the spear along with the person, skewering the demons behind him. At the same time, he pointed his finger and turned the venom that Chi Yang Jun sprayed over into an ice block. He laughed and said, "Haha, Chi Yang Jun's poison is only so-so."
Seeing that he was fine, they took the medicine and sat down to adjust their breathing. After a while, they felt the wall shake and the pots and pans clanked. The people in the room did not know what was happening, but Mo Yunzheng who was at the door saw it clearly. A giant bull demon slammed into the wall of the kitchen as if it had seen a red cloth. The kitchen also could not withstand the tremendous force, and cracks began to appear on it. Mo Yunzong immediately stopped. He slammed the door frame, and the icicles hanging on the ceiling expanded, piercing through the ox demon like a giant tooth.
However, this split second of distraction was an opportunity for Lord Chi Yan to take advantage of. Lord Chi Yan, who had been wandering around and had yet to use his full strength, naturally would not let this opportunity slip by. He took advantage of the gap and slammed his palm onto Mo Yunzong's chest. Mo Yunzong defended his vital spot with all his might and was unable to retreat even an inch. He forcefully took this palm strike with his physical body and then gathered all his energy. The white immortal aura around his body surged and dispelled the blood-red evil aura. At the same time, he let out an angry roar and his abundant vital energy shook Lord Chi Yan away like a wave.
But he could no longer hide the blood in his mouth. Mo Yunzheng looked up and vomited a mouthful of blood. "He's injured!" "Quick, kill him!" The demons saw this and were excited.
Mo Yunzheng's gentle phoenix eyes were filled with killing intent. He said coldly, "Kill? Do you know how to write the word 'kill'? " The blood that he vomited just now floated in the air as if it was weightless. Mo Yunzheng used his finger like a pen and dipped it in the blood as ink. He wrote the word 'kill' in the air. With a flip of his palm, the word shot forward like a cannonball. Those who touched it were injured and those who blocked it died. Cries of pain could be heard everywhere as flesh and blood flew everywhere. The demons in front of Chi Yang Jun were all dead, but his power did not diminish. Chi Yang Jun stretched out both his palms but was sent flying by the word. His feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground. He retreated to the other side of the yard and touched the wall. Only then did he manage to block the attack. But his face was pale, and it was obvious that he was heavily injured.
After the wailing dispersed, the courtyard was actually perfectly silent. All the demons felt fear in their hearts when they saw that Mo Yunzong was unshakable, and none of them dared to move forward. During this stalemate, Mo Yunzong's figure swayed before falling backwards, and he was finally unable to hold on any longer. "What are you waiting for? If we let him go today, we won't be able to live in the future!" Chi Yang Jun regained his breath and shouted.
The demons heard this and surrounded Mo Yunzheng again, fighting to tear him into pieces. At this moment, a kitchen knife shot over and stabbed the demon at the front. Then, a graceful figure with a cold sword light appeared. The cold blade in her hand shone with a snowy brilliance. The demons at the front could not react in time and their lives melted away like snow. It was Xie Lingyan who came to help with her sword. Xie Lingyan had a small appetite and ate the least. She was also the least poisoned, so although the poison had not been cleared, she could help.
"Good! Xie girl is so young and can practice the Ice Flower Cold Soul Sword to such a level. In three to five years, there will be another ice fairy in the world. "Mo Yunzheng praised.
"Senior Mo, treat your wounds first. I will deal with these small fries." The Ice Essence Cold Soul Sword that Xie Lingyan cultivated was a sword art that could only be practiced by women with a cold physique. Coincidentally, it was winter and the twelfth lunar month. It could be said that she had the right time, place, and people. She unleashed fifteen percent of the sword art's power, and the sword light blossomed like an ice lotus. Although her cultivation was far from Mo Yunzong's, she only defended and did not attack.
"Little girl, grandpa was about to go in and catch you, but you came to me yourself." The pig demon who had spoken frivolously to Xie Lingyan just now, upon seeing Xie Lingyan's pure and flawless figure that was like an ice spirit, was instantly stunned. He pushed aside the demons and dragged his rake forward. Xie Lingyan was annoyed by his rude words. Her almond-shaped eyes widened and her willowy eyebrows slightly wrinkled. Her sword momentum changed from defense to offense. In an instant, the temperature dropped again and cold air gushed out. Wherever the cold sword momentum passed, frost actually formed. It was the killer move of the Ice Flower Cold Soul Sword, "Sword Pulling Ice Flower".
Unexpectedly, the pig demon was startled. It twisted its fat body and dodged in a hurry. However, no matter how many sword moves it used, it was no match for the ice-cold sword aura. A layer of white frost fell on his body. Xie Lingyan added another strike and was about to take his life. However, the pig demon blocked with the rake and shook off the frost as if nothing had happened.
"Little girl, do you have no strength to think about men? It doesn't hurt or itch. " The pig demon laughed lecherously and raised his rake to attack. It turned out that this demon was a wild boar that had turned into a demon. Not only did it have a body of thick fur, it also had a body of fat under its fur, which was extremely resistant to the cold and frostbite. The demon's rake danced vigorously. Although the moves were crude, they were heavy and powerful. Xie Lingyan's ice sword was countered, and because she was guarding the door, she could not rely on her agility to dodge. With the crisp sound of weapons clashing, Xie Lingyan was forced back into the house, and her long sword flew out of her hand.
The pig demon was about to rush in when Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi stood up at the same time. With a flash, they crossed their swords on the left and right of the pig demon. The pig demon tried to break free, but he felt that their Taoist essential Qi had neutralized all his strength.
At this moment, the cold sword light appeared again. It was Ying Feiyang who had spun around and caught Xie Lingyan's sword in midair. The moment the sword light flashed, the Pig Demon's huge head flew up into the sky. Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi each kicked the Pig Demon's headless body away. Only then did the blood from the Pig Demon's neck flow out, staining the ground red. Ying Feiyang raised the pig's head to show off. "Miss Xie, I've killed this demon for you. How are you going to thank me?"
Xie Lingyan spat softly. "Do I need you to show off? Killing such a dirty thing will stain my precious sword for no reason. "After saying that, she snatched the sword back and stabbed it into the ground. She sat down cross-legged and continued to expel the poison. Ying Feiyang asked for a snub. Just as he was about to step forward to help Zhang Yizhi and Fu Qingming, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
Xie Lingyan gloated. "Serves you right for wanting to show off, you good-for-nothing." It turned out that Ying Feiyang also wanted to compete with these disciples of the prestigious sects when he was expelling the poison. When Xie Lingyan stood up, his limbs were still weak, so it was fine. But when Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi got up as well, he couldn't sit still anymore and rushed forward to help. However, he had exercised his muscles and bones in the morning, so his appetite was the most delicious. He was also the most seriously poisoned, so he forcefully used his Primordial Qi to swing his sword, causing the suppressed poison to resurface again.
Ying Feiyang blushed. "I'm sorry, brothers. I'll have to ask you to hold on for a while longer."
Fu Qingming said in a clear voice, "You're welcome. Brother Ying, please continue to rest. The two of us are enough.
"Back off!" Lord Chi Yan had also recovered from his injuries. Seeing that the demons couldn't take him down after a long time, his tone was filled with anger. He moved and started fighting with Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi. Lord Chi Yan used the Blood Sleeve Blade again. His sleeves danced like blades, chopping, cutting, stabbing, shaking, and twisting. Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi had been cultivating together since they were young, so their tacit understanding was natural. Though the kitchen door was narrow, one attacked and one defended, one advanced and one retreated, their coordination was seamless. For a moment, the sound of metal clashing could be heard. Two humans and one demon fought for thirty to fifty rounds. Lord Chi Yan let out a roar, his palms were filled with killing intent as he attacked the two at the same time. Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi also used their hands to block the attack. It turned into the most dangerous Primordial Qi battle.
At this moment, Ying Feiyang chuckled again and was about to add another strike. With the pig demon in front of him as an example, how could Lord Chi Yan let him have his way? He forcefully used his Primordial Qi and pushed Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi away. Both of their Primordial Qi were injured, and the poison was activated again, so they sat down cross-legged to recover. On the other side, Ying Feiyang also took advantage of Lord Chi Yan's lack of Primordial Qi and created a dense web of swords. His swords were as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and as dazzling as the eyes. It was the sword technique of the Wind Breaking Cloud Slashing Sword, which used speed to defeat the enemy, "Swift Wind and Chaotic Cloud".
Although Ying Feiyang was inexperienced, he still managed to gain the upper hand. After a series of rapid sword strikes, he exchanged dozens of strikes with Lord Chi Yan. "Enough!" With a deep roar, Lord Chi Yan had already regained his breath. Then, he threw out a series of palm strikes. For an inexperienced person like Ying Feiyang, if he managed to gain the upper hand and attack with all his might, he would be a little difficult to deal with. However, in terms of defense, with his shallow knowledge, even someone like Xie Lingyan, who was at the same cultivation level as him, could easily deceive him. Not to mention, Lord Chi Yan's cultivation level was higher than Ying Feiyang's. In just two or three strikes, Lord Chi Yan had turned the situation around, and Ying Feiyang was caught in a difficult situation.
At the critical moment, Ying Feiyang stepped on air and was sent out of the battle by a gust of wind. Then, the wind turned into a wind dragon and rushed towards Lord Chi Yan. "I heard that Lord Chi Yan is a red snake, then this wind dragon is your ancestor. Why don't you kneel down and pay your respects?" Mo Yunzheng stood up straight and said calmly.
Just like that, the five of them alternated between defending and adjusting their breathing. Sometimes, Xie Lingyan would pull Ying Feiyang away to dodge the poisonous stingers. Sometimes, Fu Qingming would raise his sword to block the huge blade that was slashing at Xie Lingyan. Sometimes, Mo Yunzheng would raise his hand and burn the wasps that flew in through the vent. Compared to the group of demons that were huddled together, the five of them could be said to be working together seamlessly. The small kitchen was like an impenetrable fortress. The demons outside the house were getting fewer and fewer, and the five of them were also getting rid of the poison. The situation seemed to be turning around, but Ying Feiyang felt a little uneasy, as if he had forgotten something very important. At that moment —
"Ying Tianming, you little brat, what are you yelling for! Master said that I'm going to sleep until noon. Are you going to let me sleep by making so much noise?!
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