Chapter 134 Jiang Sanfeng

Li Fei, who was standing by, saw that Meng Guang, who was so arrogant just now, was defeated by a black cat's urine. He was already extremely depressed and suddenly thought, "You are not as good as me. I have already warned you that there is something wrong with this cat." He almost laughed out loud. In order to prove that he was right again, he shouted, "It is that black cat."

Jiang Sanfeng frowned when he saw that Meng Guang was in a bad situation.

The two were about to step forward to rescue Meng Guang, but suddenly Xu Yang turned his palm and a piece of the Three Magic Pestle appeared in his palm. With a turn of his wrist, the Three Magic Pestle was just a few feet away from Meng Guang's head.

Jiang Sanfeng and Li Fei saw this and were anxious. Although Meng Guang and the two sometimes competed with each other, they were brothers who worked together after all, and the three of them still had a deep friendship. If Meng Guang's head was smashed by Xu Yang in front of them, not only would they regret it for the rest of their lives, but they would also lose face for Dongjun City, and would be severely punished by the Lord of Dongjun.

They looked at the Three Magic Pestle raised high in Xu Yang's hand, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. They immediately stopped, waved their hands, and shouted in unison: "Mr. Xu, please show mercy!"

Xu Yang deliberately looked cold and said: "You two just saw that it was Meng Guang who insisted on catching my cat, and he got into trouble. He fell from the flagpole by himself, and it had nothing to do with me. If I don't kill Meng Guang now, I'm afraid he will be angry with my black cat when he wakes up. I can promise you to let Meng Guang go, but you two have to swear that if Meng Guang wakes up, the three of you will not bother me about this matter again. Besides, I gave up the competition halfway to save him just now. I saved him once, and he should let my cat go, which is also a fair deal."

At this moment, if Xu Yang's three magic pestles were to exert a little downward force, Meng Guang's head would probably explode, and Jiang Sanfeng and Li Fei would not dare to say anything about disagreement.

"We agree to what Master Xu said."

"Master, let Meng Guang go, and everything will be fine."

As the two spoke, they stretched out three fingers of their right hand and swore to the sky that they would no longer pursue Xu Yang and his black cat in this matter, and promised to stop Meng Guang from entangled with Xu Yang and the black cat.

Seeing the two swearing, Xu Yang nodded with satisfaction.

With a thought, the magic power was poured into the three magic pestles in his hand. A large piece of blue light suddenly appeared on the three magic pestles, and the blue light spun and condensed into a ball of clear water.

"Hua La La!"

The clear water poured down on Meng Guang's head. After a moment, the stains on Meng Guang's head and face were washed away. Only the spotless white Confucian shirt he was wearing was soaked.

Xu Yang turned his wrist and took back the three magic pestles.

The two hurriedly stepped forward to take Meng Guang's thin body from Xu Yang's hands. At this time, Meng Guang was like a white bird that fell into the water, with no energy or spirit.

Jiang Sanfeng slapped Meng Guang's shoulder with one hand, and a stream of true energy was injected into him. After a moment, Meng Guang's throat made a "hiccup" sound, and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as Meng Guang opened his eyes, he saw the black cat on Xu Yang's shoulder.

The nightmare of washing his face with cat urine was vivid in his mind. It was as if a hundred knives were stabbed all over his body at the same time. He was in great pain and trembled and shouted: "Take that black cat away from me!"

As he said that, he struggled out of Jiang Sanfeng's support, leaned down, his stomach churned, his throat felt bitter, and a bunch of yellow and green dirt spurted out of his mouth. His eyes were wet, like a little girl who didn't want to get married but was carried into a wedding sedan by someone. It was so aggrieved.

"Hey——".

Seeing this, Jiang Sanfeng sighed. Turning his head to Li Fei, he said: "Hurry up and send Captain Meng to wash up."

Li Fei glared at the black cat on Xu Yang's shoulder, and hurriedly supported Meng Guang and left in a hurry.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Jiang Sanfeng was anxious and angry. Before coming, the Prime Minister also told him not to lose the face of Dongjun City, and the Princess of Dongjun personally explained the matter. Unexpectedly, just after coming here, he was humiliated by the other side twice in a row. The only hurdle left is to fight for his life to regain his face.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sanfeng looked at Xu Yang with a sword-like gaze, as if he was going to defeat the other party with his eyes. Then he said coldly: "Mr. Xu, the second master of Xu. No matter what tricks you used just now to humiliate Li Fei and Meng Guang, it is a shame for my Dongjun and a shame for me, Jiang Sanfeng. I want to see what real skills you have."

"Mr. Jiang, you also saw what happened just now. It's all a misunderstanding. However, if Mr. Jiang insists on sparring with me, I am happy to accompany you." Xu Yang said neither servilely nor arrogantly.

Jiang Sanfeng raised his sword eyebrows, turned his wrist, and a black gold octagonal hammer appeared on each of his hands. The hammers were all black, as big as wooden barrels, and when the light shone on them, they emitted circles of colorful brilliance.

This man's three generations of ancestors were all famous military generals in Dongjun City. They were born with supernatural powers and were gifted. At the age of seven, he could lift the thousand-jin stone lion in front of the general's mansion. At the age of nine, he could uproot the thousand-year-old pine in Dongshan. At the age of twenty-two, he won the martial arts champion of the Dongjun military camp. At the age of twenty-eight, his cultivation broke through to the Peiyuan realm. At the age of thirty-one, he was ranked as the captain in front of the palace. This year, he is exactly thirty-eight years old. He is in his prime and full of vigor and vitality. It is a good age to make great plans. The inner door technique he practices is the "Tiger Bones and Muscles Sutra". Now he has reached the peak of the eighth level, and his single arm has the power of ten tigers. He also learned the "Sea Swallowing Giant Whale Hammer Technique". Each of the black gold hammers in his hand weighs a thousand pounds.

At this moment, Jiang Sanfeng's eyes were glaring, his whole body was full of true energy, his hair was flying, and his clothes were fluttering. He was originally tall and straight, but now he looked like an angry door god.

"Jiang Sanfeng is calm and steady, his skills are domineering, and he has no obvious shortcomings. You have to be careful." The black cat "Ye Tu" on Xu Yang's shoulder transmitted the message in time, then jumped and landed on the ground.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful." Xu Yang replied in a voice transmission.

Seeing that Jiang Sanfeng was serious, Xu Yang did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He combined the three pieces of the three magic pestles into a long stick across his chest, ready to fight.

"Sanfeng is coming!"

Jiang Sanfeng shouted, swung the pair of black gold hammers in his hands and smashed them towards Xu Yang.

"Hoo hoo hoo!" The pair of black gold hammers were very lively in Jiang Sanfeng's hands. The shadows of the hammers were continuous, and the strong winds were surging. Suddenly, it was like a spinning wheel, suddenly, like a giant whale turning over the water, and suddenly, like a black mountain falling from the sky. The "Sea-Swallowing Giant Whale Hammer Method" was extremely mysterious and overbearing.

Xu Yang held the three-illusion long stick tightly in his hand, secretly practicing the blood soul forging pulse formula, and the strong and fierce blood soul power surged out from the tip of his heart, quickly injected into his limbs and bones, and the exposed skin exuded a faint red glow, as if it was helped by God.

I only felt that my arms had a thousand pounds of strength. With both arms competing, I waved the three-illusion long stick in my hand and went forward. The shadows of the sticks were heavy, and the strong winds rolled back. Suddenly, it was like a windmill hurricane, suddenly, like a dragon making trouble in the sea, and suddenly, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

The sound of "ding ding dang dang" was endless, and the hammers and sticks clashed one after another, sparks flew, the strong winds dispersed, the void shook, and the ground trembled.

The stick technique used by Xu Yang was mainly the military stick technique that he learned from his mother at home when he was a child. Although it was very suitable for actual combat, it was a mortal stick technique after all. Compared with the high-level hammer technique of Jiang Sanfeng on the opposite side, it was dwarfed. He almost couldn't hold it off several times, but he used the Fire Wing Chasing Wind Body Technique in time to avoid the sharp edge and deal with it.

Xu Yang secretly admired the strength of Jiang Sanfeng on the opposite side. His melee ability was still better than his own. The longer the time, the more unfavorable the situation was, and his "Wu Xiang Qian Ren" flying knife technique was not suitable for melee combat.

Judging from the spiritual power and pressure released by Jiang Sanfeng, he should be a practitioner of the two attributes of gold and water. The skills of the body have both the sharp and domineering gold attribute and the deep and long water attribute. After thinking about it, I came up with a solution.

With a move of consciousness, the ghost-baby-like wheel flame spirit dragged a long flame tail around Xu Yang's wrist and spun along the palm into the three-illusion long stick and disappeared.

After several rounds, Xu Yang pretended to be defeated and retreated while fighting.

Jiang Sanfeng used the black gold hammer in his right hand to reach up from the bottom of the sea. Xu Yang hurriedly used the three-magic long stick in his hand to block it.

With a "clang", the three-magic long stick flew out of his hand, like a steel wire thrown into the sky, flying higher and higher. Getting smaller and smaller.

Although Jiang Sanfeng was eager to fight, he didn't want to kill Xu Yang. Seeing that the long stick in Xu Yang's hand fell out of his hand, he shouted: "Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy for your Jiang Duwei!"

As he spoke, the sledgehammer in his hand continued to attack, forcing Xu Yang's fire wings behind him to roll wildly and retreat again and again.

Looking closely, Xu Yang's retreat route was a complete arc. Jiang Sanfeng didn't notice this.

At this moment, Xu Yang showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Sanfeng began to feel that something was wrong.

Jiang Sanfeng looked up suddenly and found that a huge ball of light woven from red, yellow and blue spiritual light appeared in the void above his head.

The three-color ball of light covered him, and Jiang Sanfeng cried out in his heart that it was not good. He raised his true energy, silently recited the formula, and lifted the two hammers in his hands to the sky above his head.

"Overturn the sea and whale waves!"

The blue spiritual pattern on the black black gold hammer vibrated violently, and a huge wave was raised out of thin air. A huge column of water sprayed straight into the sky and instantly broke into the three-color ball of light above his head.

The strange thing was that the three-color ball of light was like nothing, and was pierced by the huge wave.

When Jiang Sanfeng wanted to dodge again, he was already covered by the three-color ball of light.

The next moment, the three-color ball of light flashed and disappeared out of thin air, but the scenery in front of Jiang Sanfeng changed drastically.

The light around was dim, and the ground was full of jagged rocks. Looking closely, these numerous rocks were actually piled up by countless dark skeletons. The original square and Xu Yang had long disappeared.

"Puff!" A round-headed, round-brained, a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and a sharp horn on each side of its head emerged from the dark and empty pupil of a skull, with a long flame tail behind it.

"Hua La Hua La!"

With a sound, several rock ghosts with a height of more than ten feet and skeletons made of rocks of various shapes crawled out from the numerous skeletons on the ground. The rock ghosts had a dark blue body, and a trace of dark ghost energy was wrapped around their bodies. Wisps of earth-gold flames were ejected from their empty eyes from time to time.

"Hehehe!"

The rock ghosts laughed one by one, stretched out their sharp rock palms, and rushed towards Jiang Sanfeng one after another.

Jiang Sanfeng's eyes condensed, wondering if he had been hit by an illusion. At the moment when Jiang Sanfeng hesitated, the fingertips of a rock ghost were already in front of him. Jiang Sanfeng leaned back, but was still a little slow, and a bloody mark was scratched on his cheek. Jiang Sanfeng's back suddenly felt cold. Only monks who specialized in illusion could launch illusions that could attack entities.

Illusion is often used as a special fighting method for cultivators. General illusions are just virtual things that create false images. Only a few cultivators can perform high-level illusions with physical attack power, and cultivators who are good at performing such high-level illusions are called "illusionists". Illusionists are mostly geniuses with illusion talents, such as those born with illusion pupils, illusion voices, etc. They are a very small number of cultivators, and most of them are geniuses in the world of cultivation.

The magic technique used by Xu Yang this time is different from the illusions performed by special "illusionists". It's just that the illusion effect of the "illusion" character formula of the Flame Spirit Killing Array is mainly stimulated by the natural illusion ability of the Flame Spirit. Xu Yang used the ability of the Wheel Flame Spirit to perform the Netherworld type illusion array.

Jiang Sanfeng was trapped in the illusion array of the "illusion" character formula of the Flame Spirit Killing Array at this time, and had to fight hard. He swung the pair of black gold hammers in his hands, charging left and right, and with a "crackling" sound, the rock ghosts that rushed over were smashed one by one, and stone chips flew everywhere. But there were always more rock ghosts crawling out from the underworld, one wave after another, one after another.