However, such a strange person was probably not a good person. Even if he was not a demon from the demonic sect, he would not be any better.
Zhang Xing was furious and said in a bad mood,"I'm sorry, my grandfather is already dead. Are you a ghost?”
The Dark Devil Scholar snorted." You have a sharp tongue. Don't talk too much. Leave the egg behind quickly or else."。。。。。”
Zhang Xing was too lazy to talk to him. After more than a year of experience, he was no longer the ignorant youth he used to be. Especially during the half a year in the Immortal's Cave with Lord Lao Zi, his experience had increased greatly in terms of cultivation, sword techniques, Tao techniques, and Dao heart. With a loud shout, he took out something from behind him and threw it at Mo Yan."Demon Sect's demon, take this!"
The Dark Devil Scholar hurriedly dodged, but after a long while, no flying sword or sharp weapon attacked him. On the other hand, the kid had already run far away with the egg.
The Dark Devil Scholar couldn't help but say angrily,""Brat, don't leave. If you leave the egg behind, you might even be rewarded with the girls and be a happy ghost. Otherwise, you will be a virgin until you die!”
The rolling demonic smoke chased after Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing didn't even turn his head as he brandished the Sunchaser Sword and sprinted all the way. He had to leave this place first. This place was very strange. He did not know what strange things there were.
As the two of them flew one after another, the Dark Devil Scholar was secretly shocked."To have such cultivation at such a young age, could it be that he's a tough guy? However, I, the Dark Devil Scholar, have cultivated for over a hundred years. Why would I be afraid of a child?”Thinking of this, he couldn't help but muster up all his strength, pushing his demonic weapon to the limit and chasing after them.
Just as he was about to catch up, he did not expect that the kid would suddenly increase his speed and pull away from him.
After leaving the Kunlun Mountains, Zhang Xing walked to an empty area. He slowly landed on the ground and placed the egg down. He held the Sunchaser Sword in his hand and looked coldly at the "demonic smoke" chasing after him.
"Kid, why aren't you running anymore? If you have the ability, then run again. You're still in a hurry to beg for mercy now!”The Dark Demon Scholar dispersed the demonic aura, revealing a handsome but pale face. His peach blossom eyes flashed coldly from time to time.
The answer he got was a golden light.
The Dark Devil Scholar lowered his body and dodged the flying sword's attack. He didn't expect the other party to start fighting without saying a word. However, he had cultivated for so many years and was not someone who would change his mind.
Zhang Xing's bitter cultivation over the past few years was finally displayed in front of others for the first time. Moreover, his first attack was as fast as lightning and fierce, without any emotion.
The feud between the Demon Sect and the Dao Sect that had been fighting for hundreds of years also burst into the light of life and death at this moment.
The flying sword missed its target, but it seemed to have a mind of its own as it turned around and slashed at the Demonic Yin Scholar's face.
The Dark Devil Scholar's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn. He overturned his original estimation of this youth's cultivation. The blood-red folding fan in his hand opened up with a swoosh, turning into a thin, blood-red stream of light that met Zhang Xing's flying sword.
His blood-colored fan was called the Yin Fan, and it was a devilish weapon that he had been using ever since he became famous. It was unknown how many lives he had taken with the fan, and this fan had a corrosive effect on immortal weapons.
Like a blood-red curtain, it spread out, carrying an overwhelming might and magic power that swept across the world. The golden sunlight hanging in the sky seemed to lose its color, and the delicate blood color was indescribably gorgeous.
However, Zhang Xing, who was standing there, felt that there was something else around him. There was something that was binding him. It was as if he was locked down and couldn't move. A fishy wind blew against his face. It looked like the Yin Fan was about to cut down on Zhang Xing with the power to destroy everything.
However, there was no panic in Zhang Xing's eyes. He secretly urged the Chasing Sun Sword. The Chasing Sun Sword attacked the Yin Fan first. The golden light on the sword body soared like a huge rainbow and entangled with the blood-red light.
There was no sound of gold clashing, nor was there the gorgeous colors of the light pressing down on each other. It was just two martial arts masters gesturing their fist wills in the air before separating.
The Sunchaser Sword flew back to Zhang Xing's hand first.
The Dark Devil Scholar's cold eyes flashed with a cold light of disbelief. He casually waved his hand and recalled his demon weapon. He only looked at the youth who was very young to him with a solemn gaze.
It seemed that the battle just now had not ended, but only he, the Dark Devil Scholar, knew that the youth had easily disintegrated his attack, while his Yin Fan had failed to taint the other party's magic tool. It was likely that his grade would not be low.
What made him the most angry was that he had been famous for so many years, but he had not been able to clean up a young boy. If this spread, then his reputation as a Devil Yin Scholar would be completely ruined.
A trace of fierceness flashed in the Demon Yin Scholar's eyes. His pale face turned red like blood. A cold wind blew from the ground, carrying a whistling sound. It surrounded the Demon Yin Scholar. The Yin Fan in his hand was red like blood, mixed with a fishy wind, and quickly attacked Zhang Xing.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xing's Vajra Form, Taiji Mystic Pure Dao, was unleashed to the extreme. The Chasing Sun Sword's body shone brightly, like a dragon that had escaped its shackles and soared into the sky. Then, it swooped down from the sky and blocked the Yin Fan.
A golden light descended from the sky, as if the heavens 'anger towards the demonic sect was borne on this spirit weapon.
The two weapons that represented the wills of immortals and demons finally collided.
The Yin Fan was sent flying by the Chasing Sun Sword that descended from the sky. It wailed like an injured beast and then wobbled back into the hands of the Dark Demon Scholar.
The Dark Demon Scholar stumbled back a few steps before catching his own Demon Weapon. The redness on his pale face had long disappeared, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Xing held the sword in his hand. His whole body was trembling. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood. A part of the blood just happened to spray on the golden egg beside him.
When the Dark Devil Scholar saw Zhang Xing's blood fall onto the golden egg, his expression turned ugly. His two delicate eyebrows knitted together, and a hint of anger appeared on his seductive face.
The golden egg absorbed all the blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then returned to its original luster, as if nothing had happened. However, the speed of the cracks on its surface increased, and the five-colored light disappeared.
The Dark Devil Scholar felt some inexplicable regret in his heart. He had underestimated his opponent too much. He had originally thought that his opponent would not be that strong no matter how high his cultivation was at such a young age. The reason why his opponent was able to withstand his first attack was because he had taken advantage of the Celestial Artifact in his hand. Thus, he directly used his Natal Devil Artifact to clash with his opponent, trying to suppress and kill him.
However, he was wrong, and he was ridiculously wrong. The result of doing so was that he was injured, but the opponent was not dead.
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