" Demon General, please enlighten me." Yang Xuyan nodded slightly. The tip of the shadow sword in his hand trembled continuously. It trembled like a black snake spitting out its tongue.
In the original work, Yang Xuyan was an existence whose talent and elegance were not inferior to the Twin Dragons. He had practiced the Immortal Pressing Art to an extremely high level by himself. He had even combined the Immortal Pressing Art and the Daming Revered Sect's Wisdom Scripture of Controlling the Origins of All Laws to create his own Black Hand Demonic Art, looking down on the world.
Now, with Yang Fan's monstrous talent as a catalyst, Yang Xuyan's growth speed had undoubtedly increased many times.
With the Night Demon Contract that Yang Fan had given him, Yang Xuyan's strength in the dark had multiplied. He could already compete with the top experts of the world!
Zhao Deyan said calmly," Back then, I was defeated by the Evil King. I was completely convinced. After the Evil King created the Immortal Pressing Art, he became a martial grandmaster. I am ashamed of my inferiority. However, it won't be easy for you to imitate your master and step on me to get to the top.”
"In the past few decades, I have traveled the world and left the Central Plains. I entered the barbarian lands outside the Great Wall and learned from the martial arts of the foreign tribes. After concluding, I created a claw technique.”
"Originally, I was going to ask Xie Wang to appraise this claw technique, but now that Xie Wang has disappeared, please enlighten me first!”
Zhao Deyan's fingers spread open, seemingly slow but also fast. There was a hint of dexterity in his clumsiness, and he had infinite variations. He struck out with his claws at an extremely fast speed, instantly locking down all of Yang Xuyan's escape routes, not giving him any chance to escape.
"If the Vermilion Bird doesn't bow down, it will refuse. It's like a mountain that's high. If its head doesn't bow down, it's like refusing to accept someone's burial.”" Vermillion Bird Corpse Repelling!" Zhao Deyan mumbled, his eyes burning. He was obviously discussing his martial arts." This move is the starting move of my Eighteen Soul-Returning Claws-Vermillion Bird Corpse Repelling!”
"Good!" Yang Xuyan's expression was solemn, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was growing stronger. The shadow sword in his hand shone with an extremely intense light, like a black sun rising. He stabbed at Zhao Deyan's palm.”
Zhao Deyan's Eighteen Soul-Returning Claws was actually able to block the shadow sword with his flesh and blood. It sounded like metal clashing against metal.
"Swords and sabers are external objects after all. How can they be as agile as one's hands?”The corners of Zhao Deyan's mouth curled up slightly." Receive the first form of my Eighteen Soul Returning Claws-Black Tortoise's Weeping!”
Zhao Deyan's left claw turned into a straight and rapid attack, making a raging sound. His other hand turned into a curved and melodious move. This was another mysterious move of the Eighteen Soul Returning Claws.
Xuanwu is water, its decline and prosperity are related to the shape of the water, the bending of the water is sentient, there is such a shape, there is such a response.
Skills were close to Dao. The martial arts of the Demon Sect were indeed profound and unfathomable. Every grandmaster was a true genius!
" That's right. Weapons are external objects after all. They are indeed not as flexible as your hands," Yang Xuyan said with a smile." In that case, Demon General, take my Immortal Pressing Art!"”
With that, Yang Xuyan sheathed the Shadow Sword in his hand and formed a seal with his hands. His figure suddenly changed like a dream!
With the Immortal Pressing Art and the Phantom Body Movement Technique, Yang Xuyan was like a night demon under the full moon, elegant and ghostly.
" Big Brother has finally learned to be smart." Yang Fan smiled slightly." The Immortal Pressing Art versus the Eighteen Soul-Returning Claws. This is interesting!"”
At the side, Huanhuan looked at Yang Fan with resentment,""Both of you are monsters. The older brother is a monster, and the younger brother is even more of a monster.”
The curve on Yang Fan's lips became more and more obvious. After leaving Shi Zhixuan, he no longer had to be on tenterhooks, and he felt much more relaxed."In the eyes of ordinary people, you, the number one genius in the history of Yin Weed Sect, are you not a monster?”
Huanhuan lay on the table and pouted."But compared to you, I feel so defeated…"
Yang Fan smiled. He didn't think that the little demoness of Yin Weed Sect would be so simple and naive. He reckoned that this girl was thinking about how to trick him!
However, a skilled person was bold, and Chenchen definitely did not have the intention to kill him, so Yang Fan did not care.
" You won't have to be defeated soon, because after today's battle, I won't be in the Great Sui Empire anymore," Yang Fan said as he looked into the distance.
"Not in the Great Sui Empire?" Huanhuan was stunned. Are you coming out of seclusion? What's so good about the outside of the pass?"
Yang Fan shook his head and pointed to the east.""Not only will I leave the Great Sui Empire, but I will also leave the Sui Prefecture. Once the battle between Big Brother and Zhao Deyan ends, I will prepare to set off for the Leaping Tiger Stream.”
Yes, leaving Great Sui for Song Province was a plan that Yang Fan had long planned.
It was precisely because of this that he wanted Yang Xuyan to become strong enough as soon as possible. This way, Yang Xuyan could stay in the Great Sui Empire to preside over the overall situation. He would not be like the original novel, who would remain mediocre until the plot began.
Huanhuan gasped. The Leap Tiger Stream lies between Song Province and Sui Province. Even Heavenly Blade Song Que was intercepted. Even a martial grandmaster wouldn't dare to barge in recklessly. You…"
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