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"Bang bang bang bang bang bang"

Countless whip shadows appeared around Yang Yuan and then disappeared. Every attack would produce a spark around Yang Yuan.

The magic sword Thousand Blades in Yang Yuan's hand was already swung wildly, blocking the attacks one by one.

In an instant, Yang Yuan disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Gui Wuli, stabbing forward with the magic knife Qianren in his hand.

"puff"

The sound of the blade entering the body was heard. Gui Wu Li had never expected that the opponent's speed would be so fast. He looked at the blade emerging from his stomach.

Gui Wu Li didn't care about the blade on his body and quickly turned around to attack with his elbow, but when he turned around, he found that the opponent was very far away from him. The exact distance could be seen by looking at the overly long knife.

Yang Yuan was standing behind Gui Wuli, more than five meters away from him, and his elbow strike was completely hitting the air.

"Damn it, you bastard!"

Feeling like he was being toyed with, Gui Wu Li was very angry, and the cursed power in his body began to boil.

He wanted to turn around and break the broken knife directly, but now the knife, which was originally expected to break, did not break, which made him a little embarrassed.

The brother's explosive momentum had subsided a little, but Yang Yuan no longer had any need to play, although his strength was indeed very strong.

But I was still too weak in front of him and had no desire to have a good fight with him.

Just when Yang Yuan was about to pull it out directly, a sword light flashed.

"Zheng!"

After the sound of the sword rang, Gui Wuli stood still and a thin line appeared on his body. Along the thin line, the ground behind it was split into two halves.

"Ah, it's Lord Heimiya Tenma. What a pity! I wanted to treat you as well, but thank you for your hospitality..."

"Oh!"

This time it was no longer Gui Wuli who was waving the whip, but he himself turned into a purple spiral beam of light. Then a pentagram appeared on the beam of light, and then it exploded and disappeared.

"Oh my, oh my, it's been so long since we last met, yet you can't even handle a small Basara?"

A teasing voice came from the bushes nearby. Yang Yuan's mind moved, and the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades recovered and looked in the direction of the bushes.

A young man with heterochromatic eyes and a shuttlecock-like braid on his head slowly walked out of the bushes.

As the young man walked, he put the sword back into the scabbard and teased Yang Yuan.

"Heh, little pony, you defeated opponent, I'm just playing around, what's the matter, now it's your turn to be so presumptuous?"

That’s right, the one who came is Tenma Kamiya, who is known as one of the youngest and strongest Onmyoji, and is also one of the topics of comparison among other Onmyojis.

"Hey, little lamb, don't be too proud. Today I will prove that I am the strongest Onmyoji. You will lose today!"

"Don't be too proud, little donkey. Have you forgotten the last time I pushed you to the ground and rubbed you?"

Yang Yuan's words made Hegong Tianma very angry. Seeing that face that deserved a beating, he wanted to rush up and give him a couple of punches to cool down his anger.

It’s a pity that this can only be imagined and he can’t do it.

"You, you, you, bastard, damn bastard, take this!"

The sword in his hand was swung out again, and a sword light rushed towards Yang Yuan like a frightened rabbit.

However, the sword light was offset by the Thousand Blades of the Magic Sword swung by Yang Yuan, and then an explosion occurred.

Countless dust mixed with stones and soil flew everywhere, splashing in all directions. Then, the light of a knife flashed in the dust, and Tianma Heimong did not hesitate to raise his sword and chopped.

Soon the two were fighting together.

The two weapons continued to clash in their hands, and Yang Yuan relied on the characteristics of the Magic Sword Thousand Blades to continuously attack Heimong Tianma.

This made him feel very aggrieved. In that battle, he was on the passive side because he didn't understand the knife, and then he was pressed to the ground and rubbed.

And it is still the same now. The opponent's growth speed makes Tianma Heimiao feel that it is almost the same as before. Even though he has worked hard to practice his body movements, sword skills, and cultivation, why is the gap still so big?

The surrounding terrain has completely changed. The originally lush forest has been destroyed beyond recognition, and those towering ancient trees have all turned into sawdust.

The land in the distance seemed to have been plowed, and even some mountains were cut in half.

The speed of the two people was so fast that ordinary people could not see it with the naked eye. Although he did not use his full strength, Yang Yuan still felt very satisfied.

But Hegong Tianma didn't think so. He attacked more and more vigorously, but Yang Yuan in front of him was still as unshakable as a mountain.

The battle escalated again. Although neither of them used talismans or other means, the residual power of the battle still amazed the Onmyojis outside.

After all, this huge black dragon spot here attracted many Onmyojis, and they almost all stood on the periphery watching the battle inside the circle.

"Wow, who is fighting with whom? It's so terrifying. The surroundings are almost destroyed. It will be a hassle to repair them when the time comes."

"I heard it was one of the strongest Onmyojis, Lord Kamimiya Tenma. I'm not sure who the other one is, but it's definitely not Basara."

"how do you know."

"Because I came here a long time ago and saw the huge pentagram removal mark as soon as I arrived."

The Yin and Yang masters around were constantly discussing, but inside the field, the two of them were staring at each other under the huge black dragon spot.

Looking at Heigong Tianma, Yang Yuan put the knife back in his hand, but the other one was puzzled. Now the two were evenly matched and the winner was clearly determined, so what was this doing.

"What's wrong? Are you going to admit defeat?"

Hegong Tianma became more alert, pointing the sword in his hand directly at Yang Yuan, waiting for the other party's explanation.

"Give up? How could that be? I just had enough fun, so I plan to push you to the ground and rub you again."

"Impossible, impossible, I don't believe it. What tricks are you going to use?"

Yang Yuan moved his shoulders and then disappeared with a "swipe".

Heimiya Tenma immediately turned around and slashed. He had just seen this move when he was watching the fight between Yang Yuan and Gui Wuli, so he had been on guard against it.

However, the sword in his hand, which he was wielding with all his strength, was firmly grasped by a hand, and then a hand appeared on his face, grabbing his face and smashing it to the ground.

"bang bang bang"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak"

He was told to press on the ground and rub it, so he pressed on the ground and rubbed it. He was a little confused at this time, and became angry after feeling the pain in his head and the friction on his body.

Just when he was about to mobilize the cursed power in his body, he found that his cursed power was completely out of control, and now he was still being pressed and rubbed.

He felt angry when he thought that he still hadn't defeated Yang Yuan and was instead the same as before. However, he was now under control and had no way to stop it.

Then he saw Yang Yuan take out a mobile phone from between his fingers, so he stopped struggling and let the other party do it.