However, just as Liu Yang gently patted the little fox fairy's shoulder and was about to retreat, the bronze iron piece in Elder Han's hand suddenly burst out with an extremely flashing light, and it hit Liu Yang's figure hard.

The glow was so dazzling that it attracted everyone present's attention.

Liu Yang was shocked, but he still faced the strong wind and held the bronze iron piece that flew in the future in a decisive manner in his hand. He felt the warmth coming from his palm, but Liu Yang complained secretly.

Elder Han was stunned when he saw the two people standing in the distance, but soon his face turned extremely blue. When his body moved, he came to Liu Yang in an instant like a strong wind. At the same time, an extremely terrifying light burst out from his eyes and looked at Liu Yang and the others coldly.

"Who are you? Why do you want to peek at us and return the treasures of our sect to me quickly."

The tent in the distance suddenly became commotion, and dozens of young figures rushed out of the tent, trapping Liu Yang and the others firmly in place. The atmosphere in the field suddenly became extremely tense.

Liu Yang coldly glanced at the group of cultivators who claimed to be famous and upright. He held the bronze iron piece tightly with his right hand, and at the same time, there was a powerful impulse of demonic energy between his fingertips. It was obvious that he had prepared to fight him.

Elder Han saw the trace of demonic energy that was revealed from Liu Yang's fingertips, and smelled it with some confusion. Soon his face became extremely strange, and he said in his mouth: "Is this martial art still alive? But how could this be..."

However, the remaining dozen young people obviously did not have the cultivation level of Elder Han, so naturally they did not see the difference between the two people in front of them. In their eyes, the two guys in front of them were just two young children, and there was nothing worthy of their attention. At that moment, several male practitioners stood up and scolded him in order to be able to show themselves:

"Boy, please hand over the iron piece in your hand quickly, maybe we can consider letting you go."

"A mere mortal, what are you doing around our camp at night? Humph... Look at you who are not a demon cultivator, you must be a vicious person. If you meet us, you will be considered unlucky."

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The man with square head and wide ears standing in front seemed more direct. His face was cold and revealed an endless sense of indifference. His eyes were staring at the boy in front of him, and at the same time, his palms were slightly connected with a little powerful spiritual power flowing.

The man's name is Song Zhong, who is the most powerful besides their senior sister An Li. He has reached the level of Zhoutian Realm. In his opinion, it is an extremely good time. As long as he shows himself well in front of his uncle on the way out, he will definitely be valued by his uncle in the future.

"Since I don't speak, let me capture you first..."

A cold light was revealed in Song Zhong's eyes. He stepped forward with one step. Suddenly, the extremely terrifying spiritual power burst out from his swinging palms and fingertips. He waved his hand towards Liu Yang and grabbed it hard.

The elder Han who had been staring at all this in the distance was about to stop his disciples, but soon his mouth that was about to open was closed. Indeed, instead of making random guesses, it would be better to continue this opportunity to see what the young man is capable of.

"No matter what, you must not use the demonic energy in your body."

Liu Yang thought to himself, and at the same time he wanted to intimidate the group. His left hand was tightly clenched, and his thin arms became extremely tense at this moment, and he rushed towards Song Zhong who was rushing towards him.

Liu Yang did not use any spiritual power in this punch. Under his strength, his left fist was as hard as steel. Under the moonlight, he even reflected a luster like a rock.

boom!

Accompanied by a low-level collision, Liu Yang's fist rushed forward fiercely, and immediately completely retracted the source power between Song Zhong's palms and knocked the unexpectedly caught Song Zhong away.

"Is this considered a disciple of the Immortal Sect? Humph, it is just the strength of the Zhoutian realm and has no effect in the real cultivation of the mysterious realm."

Liu Yang's face was calm and there was no expression, but these seemingly plain words were extremely spicy in Song Zhong's eyes. Elder Han, who had been staring at everything here, looked shocked. He could defeat a powerful man with great strength in the Zhoutian realm just by relying on his physical strength. It seems that this guy is definitely not simple as he imagined.

Song Zhong, who was severely humiliated in front of the brothers, had his face turned red at this moment. Looking at Liu Yang's extremely dull appearance, he felt even more embarrassed. He roared angrily, and a blue wave like the ocean flowed in his hands, as if he was using a very profound Taoist method.

"Earth Demon God Water."

As soon as the words were finished, the powerful spiritual power immediately formed a deep blue spell sea about three feet deep. The blue spell sea kept rolling, and the sound of beasts under the sea faintly came from it.

"A very good Taoist technique..." Seeing this movement, Liu Yang's eyes also had a hint of silence. It seemed that sometimes Taoist techniques among humans were slightly favorable.

Generally speaking, strong people with high cultivation can indeed defeat the enemy with the strength of their physical body, but their bodies are still caused by the physical body. Therefore, ordinary swords can easily expose their bodies in front of enemies with strong strength but unpreparedness.

Liu Yang did not dare to be careless. At this moment, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, but his arms were tightly contracted together at this moment. All kinds of forces intertwined, and it exuded an extremely tough feeling like a stubborn stone that had been tempered in the depths of the earth.

"Turtle Spirit Technique·, Armor-fixing Wall."

This is the magic technique left by a turtle spirit in Taibai Mountain that has been practicing for hundreds of years. When it reaches its peak, the body will be like a turtle shell, and even if it is cut by a knife and burned, it will not leave any trace on it.

The impact waves filled with endless ocean ripples could not leave any trace under Liu Yang's fists. Liu Yang snorted coldly, turned his fist into a palm, opened his big hand, and even tore the waves that were more than three feet long.

At the same time, Liu Yang took a sudden step forward, grabbed Song Zhong's collar with his left hand and threw it hard, threw it to the tent not far away, and landed heavily on the ground.
Chapter completed!