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Although Zhang Jing also noticed something strange, the thunder seeds in his mind trembled slightly, and this coercion was dissipated like spring wind and rain, and it did not constitute any threat at all.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by that golden feather.

Even Hirotake Akutagawa's most beloved younger sister, Michiko, looked at the golden feather with her cold eyes that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and there was a hidden deep strange color, and her expression also changed slightly. I don't know what she was thinking .

Seeing this, Yan Bichen's pupils couldn't help dilating, and the fly whisk in his hand still waved and did not move away, but the expression on his face was unprecedentedly solemn.

Akutagawa Hongwu cast the spell, his body trembled slightly, the golden feathers floated in the air, and he said with difficulty: "I promised my younger sister... I will definitely sweep the Chinese Taoist sect! So I must win this battle! Daoist Yan, are you willing to take the initiative?" Admit defeat, or are you willing to die?"

What he meant was simple.

If Yan Bichen voluntarily admits defeat now, he can stop immediately and let Yan Bichen go; if Yan Bichen doesn't admit defeat, then Yan Bichen may die if he continues with this move!

Swish!

Hearing this, everyone in the Taoist sect felt agitated, a little at a loss as to what to do.

Could it be that Daoist Yan is about to lose?

How can it be?

But this oriental man, the feather condensed now is really extremely weird, hard to fathom, it seems to contain great terror!

At least, it is much stronger than the storm attack he used just now.

How to do?

With this level of attack, even Xue Daoyuan can't help him!

But Yan Bichen just took back the black and white whisk, put it on his left arm, placed it across his chest, and said coldly, "I choose, win!"

Akutagawa Hirotake nodded and said, "That's a choice to die."

The voice fell.

A strong killing intent erupted from Akutagawa Hirotake's body, and the golden feather stabbed towards Yan Bichen with endless power.

And Zhang Jing, who had been sitting on the Diaoyutai all the time, narrowed his eyes slightly in order not to let others see clearly the joy that was gradually expanding in his eyes.

Then his right hand rested on the Demon Slaying Sword, holding the hilt...

Chapter 455

Zhang Jing couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to do something.

As long as Taoist Yan Bichen couldn't resist, he would strike without hesitation.

On the one hand, it was to save people, and on the other hand, he finally had the opportunity to earn merit points!

I don't know if it was hidden on purpose, or it was bad luck. Although the nine oriental masters who played in front of the stage, most of the magic formulas they practiced were weird and evil, and they didn't look like decent people.

Some people's exercises are even extremely evil and gloomy, almost like evil cultivators.

But none of them refined corpses and worshiped evil gods like Miyamoto Qinyin who Zhang Jing killed two days ago.

Now Zhang Jing finally saw it in Akutagawa Hirotake!

This golden feather is so powerful that it has obviously exceeded the strength of the oriental man Akutagawa Hirotake.And this feather is not like a powerful magic weapon like the Demon Slaying Art, and although Zhang Jing is not as afraid of the coercion emanating from the golden feathers as others are, Zhang Jing can still clearly tell that this aura is not The aura of the magic weapon is similar to the aura of the remnant soul of a ferocious beast.

Zhang Jing was almost certain.

This golden feather...

In other words, the secret contained in the feather is the "prey" he has been waiting for for a long time today, and if he develops it well, he can generate merit points!

So Zhang Jing laughed so hard that he was about to burst, and he couldn't wait to make a move to reap merit points.

The reason why he is still waiting is to see if Taoist Yan has any other tricks, whether he can resist the golden feather's attack without his own help.

Although Daoist Yan Bichen clearly felt the horror of the golden feather, he was not frightened, but prepared to fight hard, so he must be somewhat sure.

and.

As the leader of the northern Taoist sect, Zhang Jing also had a feeling in his heart that Yan Bichen had the means to pose a threat to him!

There is one thing to say, it's not that Zhang Jing is pretending.

Just now, although Yan Bichen's kung fu on the whisk was formidable, although the way of yin and yang was exquisite, in the eyes of others, it might be unfathomable and extraordinary.

But to Zhang Jing, it was not a threat...

So Zhang Jing believed that Yan Bichen had a backup.

No matter how bad it is, with his attainments in the way of yin and yang, it is not a problem to block him for a moment.

As long as he blocked it for a moment, Zhang Jing put his hand on the Demon Slaying Sword. Seeing that the situation was not good, he could rescue him at any time.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Except for Zhang Jing, the hearts of all the others were tugged at this moment. Although they couldn't see the trajectory of the golden feather with round eyes, they could vaguely sense that there was an extremely terrifying attack, and it stabbed at him in the blink of an eye. Yan Bichen.

This time, Yan Bichen didn't use the dust whisk in his hand to transform Yin and Yang, but a mysterious and mysterious breath rose from his body.

There are some similarities between this aura and the yin and yang qi that Fuchen displayed before.However, there is a big difference.

To be precise, it is a great sublimation of the previous level of yin and yang and two qi!

This kind of sublimation is like jumping directly from one level to a higher level!

When this aura rose from Yan Bichen's body, not only the place where he fought with Akutagawa Hongwu turned into black and white, but even the huge open space in front of the Lingguan Palace surrounded everyone including Dongyang and Daomen. It's all black and white!

Shrouded in black and white, everyone felt bound and frozen, as if they were no longer a person, but frozen into a painting!

Even a master of the sorcerer realm, under this kind of cover, the situation may be better than ordinary people, but there is still no room for struggle.

Of course, Zhang Jing is still an exception.

The mysterious yin and yang qi shrouded in, just like the pressure of the golden feathers covering it just now, the thunder seed in Zhang Jing's body trembled, and all the restraints disappeared instantly, Zhang Jing broke away from the "freeze frame" picture out.

"It turns out that this is Taoist Yan's ultimate move! No wonder, I can feel a little bit of threat!"

"It's no wonder that Taoist Yan is known as one of the most promising candidates to step into the realm of celestial masters."

"Indeed, with such powerful yin and yang energy, he has already started to touch the threshold of the Celestial Master Realm, and started to attack the Celestial Master Realm."

Seeing this, Zhang Jing thought silently in his heart.

Although the way of yin and yang in this realm is still far from Zhang Jing's divine thunder method, it has indeed surpassed the limit that the mage realm in the ordinary sense can achieve.