The man in black smiled like an old friend he hadn't seen for many days and sent greetings to Yang Xuan, but the next moment, the world changed color.

From the man in black's hand, a wooden stick no more than three feet long suddenly appeared, and then flew out of his hand and into the air.

At the same time, the cold voice of the man in black also came into Yang Xuan's ears: "Bai Qi, I'm situ Yin, the saint envoy of the holy mountain. I've been ordered to arrest you. I'm not going to arrest you."

The short stick flew out, circled in the air, made a whistling sound and shot at Yang Xuan.

In an instant, heaven and earth fell into darkness, and the stick was hidden in the darkness without any sound.

Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he sneered at the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, he turned and hit the void on the right side of his body.

Boom!

A huge sound came out. The black robed man who first fought with Yang Xuan was shocked and withdrew one step backward, and the joints of his body made a clicking sound.

Yang Xuan still didn't speak, just turned around again, and then pointed out.

Bang!

There was a dull noise in the dark. The three foot long stick made a strange cry like a living creature, and then shot out.

Yang Xuan's face was expressionless. A long golden knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he cut it out.

Carla!

It was like the night was pulled out of a huge hole, or the rising sun sent out the first sunshine to disperse the darkness. With the splitting of the golden long knife in Yang Xuan's hand, there was a rapid scream in the darkness. Then, the darkness dissipated, and the three foot long stick flew back to situ Yin who was standing not far away.

At the moment, the coldness on situ Yin's face disappeared and was replaced by a touch of surprise. He opened his mouth and just wanted to say something. Yang Xuan's golden knife had cut through the sky and cleaved at him.

The surprise in situ Yin's eyes did not recede. The short staff in his hand was raised in an instant. In an instant, it turned into a staff shadow all over the sky and met Yang Xuan's long knife.

At the same time, the black robed man, stiff as a corpse, appeared behind Yang Xuan again and grabbed Yang Xuan with his claws.

A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth. Then, he looked at the shadow of the staff all over the sky as if there was nothing. He turned directly in situ Yin's frightened expression, and the golden long knife stabbed out and stabbed the man in black's throat.

The stars are all over the sky. Every star is rotating with the power of death.

The expression on the black robed face finally changed, and the black robed man who had never changed his expression since he appeared finally changed color.

There was an expression of extreme shock on his face, even accompanied by a trace of fear.

Boom!

The long knife hit the black robed man's crossed arm. In a moment, the black robed man's arm turned into a ball of powder and floated in the air.

But it's not over yet. Yang Xuan's long knife didn't stop at this point, but with the stars all over the sky, he cut at the man in black at a faster speed.

In the eyes of the man in black, there was a look of horror. When it was urgent, a dark shadow suddenly appeared under the long knife.

Without any pause, the long knife went down with the trend, directly along his neck, into the body of situ Yin who suddenly blocked in front of him, and didn't stop until he reached the position of his heart.

There was no blood flowing out. It seemed that it was not a living man but a corpse that was hit by the long knife.

The black robed man who lost his arms quickly retreated out, and one retreated to a distance of more than ten feet from Yang Xuan before stopping.

"How do you know that I am the real situ yin?" the man in black robe never saw his mouth move, and finally opened, making a hoarse and harsh voice.

Yang Xuan spread the long knife. The golden long knife turned into a little star light and floated in the air. The next moment, the body in front of him, which was almost cut in half, fell back, but it had disintegrated and melted before touching the ground. When it fell to the ground, only bones were left.

The strong black shadow emanated from the white bones formed by the corpse puppet. Of course, Yang Xuan couldn't let it go. He urged the black beads in his body to absorb the hard-earned soul force.

The shadow was absorbed by Yang Xuan in an instant. Situ Yin was like a millennium zombie. For the first time, he showed an unnatural flush on his face, and then a mouthful of pus and blood gushed out, and his spirit was quickly exhausted.

He opened his mouth again. His eyes were cold and contained a killing opportunity: "white, how do you know this is my noumenon?"

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Guess!"

Situ Yin's eyes showed anger, but it dissipated. Then he gave a murderous sneer and said, "well, well, since situ Yin entered the Tao, it's the first time someone can see my true and false body, or the first time someone can destroy my corpse puppet. Well, white, you're good."

Although his mouth was full of admiration, his voice was extremely cold. It seemed that the poisonous snake hidden in the dark could give a fatal blow later.

Yang Xuan looked at him coldly and didn't speak, but he whispered a fluke in his heart.

Situ Yin actually disguised very well. At the beginning, Yang Xuan was almost cheated and thought that what appeared behind was the real body, but don't forget that there were black beads in his body, and black beads had almost become the nemesis of the holy mountain.

It was the fluctuation of Heizhu that reminded him that the person who looked like a corpse before was the real situ Yin.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart that the skill of the holy mountain is too strange. The real strength of situ Yin is only similar to that of Han ZhiBei, but with the corpse puppet, it's very easy to tell the truth.

"White, we'll see you later!" situ Yin's face was very cold, and then his body began to empty.

Naturally, Yang Xuan would not let him go so easily. In an instant, several flame flying swords appeared around him, and then he shot directly at situ Yinfei.

The flying sword crossed the void, took out a long flame tail, swept over situ Yin's body and pierced the open space behind him.

Situ Yin's face, which was about to disappear, seemed to have a color of ridicule, and then disappeared strangely.

Yang Xuan has a headache. So far, he has nothing to do with the strange escape technique of Shengshan. He can't crack it. He can only watch situ Yin disappear like this.

The flame flying sword disappeared, and Yang Xuanchang took a breath.

Although he failed to kill situ Yin completely, his harvest was not small.

The soul power obtained from situ Yin's corpse puppet is even more than that obtained by killing such a spirit beast. Moreover, situ Yin left in a hurry and didn't take back the soul stone in time. Instead, it was cheaper for Yang Xuan.

However, in the zhenhun stone, there was only the soul of the spirit beast in the realm of respect, and there were no other souls, which disappointed Yang Xuan.

But it's OK. It's a good harvest.

God thought swept the black bead in his body. After inhaling so much soul power, the black bead still failed to feed back the soul power, which greatly disappointed Yang Xuan.

He had a wonderful feeling, as if Heizhu's appetite had grown.

However, the appearance of situ Yin also reminded Yang Xuan that to quickly improve his soul power, killing spirit beasts is only one thing. More importantly, we should find more disciples of the holy mountain to kill.

This time into the forgotten land, the holy mountain will never be just situ Yin. He believes that after killing several more holy mountain disciples, he will usher in the growth of soul power again.

I'm afraid it's the holy mountain. I wouldn't think that someone dared to take them as prey.

With a slight sigh of relief, Yang Xuangang was about to come forward and dig out the inner pill of the venerable spirit beast, but he was suddenly stunned.

In his mind, several figures flew over at a very fast speed.