"Are you a little trick or a trick? You have to compare it before you know that Master is too partial to this statement!"

Seeing that Li Yang defamed the Nanyang head-repressing technique he had worked hard to be worthless, Lei Gang was quite angry and embarrassed, and a trace of abnormal blush flashed across his face.

Li Yang knew that Lei Gang had already fallen into a devil's obstacle at this time. No matter how much he said, he couldn't listen, so he simply kept silent.

Although the Nanyang head-suppressing technique has made rapid progress in the early stage, and Lei Gang has the foundation of Maoshan's orthodox martial arts, he will naturally make rapid progress after practicing. According to normal circumstances, although his foundation has been exhausted and is far inferior to Mao Xiaofang, his skills alone are not as good as those of Mao Xiaofang.

But Mao Xiaofang is not the same as Mao Xiaofang before. He has the secret method of immortals taught by himself. His foundation has been higher than before. Therefore, Li Yang is not worried about the battle between the two sides.

"It's useless to say more. Junior brother, please. Since my master is so optimistic about you, I have to learn and teach you what kind of magical powers my master fell to the ground and taught you."

In Lei Gang's eyes, a red evil light flashed. He glanced at Mao Xiaofang who was about to speak but stopped, turned around and left Fuxi Hall.

Mao Xiaofang knew that things had no room for reversal at this point, and he only hoped that after this battle, the senior brother would repent in time.

Thinking of this, Mao Xiaofang gritted his teeth, lifted the magic sword in his hand, and got up and chased him out.

"Master..."

Looking at the back of his master, Mao Hai's eyes were full of worries.

"I believe in your master. As long as he doesn't want to lose, he will have his own way to subdue your master!"

After comforting Mao Hai, Li Yang turned around and sat on the cushion in the hall of Fuxi Hall, closing his eyes and concentrating.

"Mr. Li, don't you go out and have a look?"

At this time, Shu Ning also walked up and looked at Li Yang who looked calm and seemed to have no concern at all, and he must have a little anxious face.

"You guys go, I won't go!"

For Li Yang, there is no difference where to watch the battle. As long as he thinks, every tree and grass in Gantian Town cannot be hidden from his spiritual sense.

Seeing Li Yang looking old and godly, Shu Ning couldn't help but stomp her feet. She knew that her plan had failed.

Originally, the battle between Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang was a great opportunity for her to understand Taoism, but she did not understand the reason herself, so she naturally couldn't see the reason. But if Li Yang, an immortal with a profound cultivation, was explaining next to her, the situation would be very different.

Unfortunately, Li Yang did not have such interest at all, which made her a little disappointed. However, even so, she did not want to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She immediately followed Mao Hai's footsteps and ran out of Fuxi Hall.

......

"Senior brother, you regret it now, it's still time!"

On a plain outside Gantian Town, Mao Xiaofang looked at Lei Gang in front of him with a serious face and issued a final warning.

In the original work, when Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang were fighting, they were fragile and were beaten by Lei Gang in a moment of irritation. If they did not have the halo of the protagonist, they would probably be dead.

However, Mao Xiaofang, after Li Yang's guidance, had no intention of showing mercy. He knew that this stop was not directly related to him personally, but also to the Taoist tradition of going to Tang and the safety of the entire Gantian Town.

"Mao Xiaofang, you are too arrogant. Just because you have the secret technique taught by your master, will you win?"

Hearing Mao Xiaofang's words, Lei Gang couldn't help but become even more angry. He took out the magic lamp from his arms and scolded him angrily.

"It turns out that the magic lamp was stolen by you... Senior brother, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore."

The magic lamp in Lei Gang's hand, Mao Xiaofang's pupils shrank, as if he understood the whole story of the matter.

Li Yang also told him that although the family immortals were not gods who were granted by the laws of heaven, they were also gods and were unpredictable. What's more, he had experienced the power of this magic lamp as early as in Cixi's tomb.

"Today there is a magic lamp in your hand, Mao Xiaofang, you are doomed, hahaha..."

A milky white incense aura overflowed from the magic lamp, Lei Gang let out a harsh laugh, and a scarlet evil aura suddenly rose in his eyes.

"Senior Brother, since you are stubborn, you can't blame me for it."

"The sky has the three treasures, sun, moon, star, and people have the three treasures essence, energy, and spirit. Mao Xiaofang, the 48th generation disciple of the Maoshan Tianshidao, is hereby requesting Master Zhang to follow the law and order!"

In the magic sword, a light golden sword energy rose. Mao Xiaofang stepped on the seven stars, and his body was like a sensitive white crane. He followed the sword, and a large sword curtain was covering the thunder.

"Well...Not...Lan God, kill him!"

Looking at the sword energy that Mao Xiaofang used to kill evil, Lei Gang's pupils shrank, and he ordered the lamp god dressed in a Qing Dynasty scholar in front of him.

Lei Gang naturally knew this Maoshan Zhuxie Sword Qi, but this was the first time he saw this method of using it.

In this world, because it lacks the basic method to replenish the physical body, ordinary monks fight either by competing magic or by fighting the soul. The function of the physical body is only auxiliary. It is extremely rare to use magic swords as sword techniques like Mao Xiaofang.

“Sizi…”

In the void, a milky white figure and Mao Xiaofang were entangled with each other, and a stream of fireworks filled the plain.

This lamp god is not a physical entity, and has the power of incense and fire to protect it, so he is naturally not restrained by Mao Xiaofang's sword energy. In addition, his spiritual language skills are very strange. For a moment, Mao Xiaofang was entangled by him.

"God of Lamp, although you are not a righteous god, you are among the gods. Why do you want to help the evildoer?"

Mao Xiaofang pinched the sword seal in his hand, and the golden sword energy in his hand suddenly surged, but it seemed like he was trapped in a quagmire. Under the rise of milky white incense, it was difficult to break free.

"Although this god is the god of lamps, he is also the god of the Spirit of Words. Whoever gets the magic lamp is my master."

The God of Ding fan slaps the folding fan in his hand, spread his hands helplessly, and advised: "Little Taoist, I think you should give up. Although this god cannot be granted the law of heaven, he is also a god of humanity. He is powered by incense on earth. Although you have a profound cultivation level, you are still among the ordinary people. How can you be the opponent of this work?"

"Mao Xiaofang, die!"

At this moment, Lei Gang's hands turned into a silver-gray color, and his huge palms were pressing hard on Mao Xiaofang's chest.

"Fuxi Bagua, Gen Lei Zhen!"

Facing Lei Gang's sneak attack, Mao Xiaofang was not surprised at all. Looking at the silver-gray palm covered with ghost energy, he printed out with one hand, and a vermilion lightning suddenly met the surging ghost energy.

"Boom...sizzling..."

"Hmph~ Fuxi's Eight Trigrams, I'm a master who taught you some amazing secret methods? I didn't expect that it was still the same old trick, bluffing and vulnerable!"

When the dust on the ground was gone, Lei Gang's head soared into the sky, and a scarlet evil light suddenly enveloped his body.

......

"Flying down! Sacrifice your life!"

In the hall of Fuxi Hall, Li Yang looked at Lei Gang who had soared into the sky, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of disdain.

The talent of this Lei Gang is indeed not low. Overall, in addition to the lack of the protagonist's halo, this Lei Gang is also a rare talent for cultivating Taoism.

The methods inherited by the Li Yang family in their previous lives were all-encompassing and diverse. Although there were not many profound magical powers, there were many evil techniques among them.

This flying head fall naturally also contains it, but it is incomplete. Even if it is complete, Li Yang does not want to practice this evil technique.

The reason is nothing else. This flying head surrender is really a evil sect, and it can be said to be harmful to others and oneself. Although he is known as the first surrender technique in Nanyang, his root is a kind of magic.

The emphasis is on abandoning the limbs and leaving only one head as the core center. As long as the head is not damaged, you will not be seriously injured. In some cases, you can even seize the bodies of others for your own use.

This kind of practice technique of descending skills is extremely dangerous. First of all, you have to be beheaded. Of course, it is not a general sense of beheading, but a body with the internal organs in the body, leaving only an empty shell.

Then suck the baby's blood and stabilize it until the head can be separated from the body at will, even if it is a preliminary achievement, then suck the blood of the livestock until the internal organs completely retract into the head and the flying head is over.

This kind of subduction technique is also a method of practice, not a magic. It is just that this method is extremely disgusting in Li Yang's opinion. What's the use of just practicing a head?

Sacrifice and surrender are also the only spells in the flying head. Some are similar to the one-hearted and one-body talisman, but they do not need to use medium.

Maybe for those who have not become immortal, this kind of head-beheading technique is indeed unpredictable. After all, if you have not become immortal, your head will almost die if you leave your body, but in Li Yang's opinion, it is not difficult to crack it.

Compared with Lei Gang's methods, what interested Li Yang the most was the Lamp God's Spiritual Art.

This magic that uses humane incense is somewhat similar to the words and the words are in accordance with the law, and even involves the power of some rules. It is very similar to the omniscient and omnipotent power of Jehovah. Of course, it is just similar. In Li Yang's view, the power between the two is simply a world of difference.

But even so, Li Yang was still interested. He has been studying the mysteries of the way of heaven and humanity. His will arise from the soul and the power of incense is also a human thought. Perhaps there may be some connection in it. After all, their abilities are too similar.

In fact, Li Yang knew a long time ago that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was the soul left by the creatures after death, and a special energy formed by the natural transformation of heaven and earth.

But these are clearly two completely different forces. If you can understand these things thoroughly, it will undoubtedly make the bloodline witch world a step further and be more conducive to the perfection of the Tao in his world.

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"Master...you...your neck..."

The moment Lei Gang's head left his body, a red blood oozed out of Mao Xiaofang's neck. Mao Hai, who was watching the battle, was immediately shocked when he saw this scene.

"Hahaha... Mao Xiaofang, you're dead."

A laugh like a demonic sound rang out in the void. Thunder Gang's eyes, a red evil light shone out, covering Mao Xiaofang tightly.

"Well... Senior brother, do you hate me so much?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mao Xiaofang's face turned pale, and the pain of his head beheading was about to break his heart and lungs.

"The seven stars guide the way, and the Heavenly Master calms the soul!"

Seeing that Lei Gang had no idea of ​​giving up, Mao Xiaofang also put away the last bit of extravagance in his heart. He inserted the sword in his hand on the ground and took out a long yellow talisman from his arms. There was a bronze bell connected to the end of the yellow talisman.

Mao Xiaofang tied a long yellow talisman around his neck with his back hand. With the crisp sound of the bronze bell, his internal organs and head that seemed to be about to be pulled out of his body finally calmed down.

"Soul-Suppressing Bell! Haha... Mao Xiaofang, you are already poor!"

"God of Lamp, hold him back and fall to the soul-catching..."

Seeing Mao Xiaofang's movements, Lei Gang sneered, and the head floating in the air instantly turned into a blood shadow, rushing straight to Mao Xiaofang's door.

"The Yin Si borrows the Dharma: the Heavenly Master subdues the Demons!"

Facing the blood shadows that were coming to his face, a sharp look flashed in Mao Xiaofang's eyes, and a catalog of Tianshi slowly unfolded behind him.

"Absolute Order: The evil spirits retreat!"

As a golden talisman rose, the milky white incense aura imprisoned on Mao Xiaofang's body in the void suddenly boiled.
To be continued...