Drunk Immortal Gourd

In desperation, Master Yuan Zhu could only say: "Fellow Taoist, can you stop and listen to me?"

"Want to stop? It's not that easy. Take another strike from me." Qingyang scolded angrily. While speaking, the speed of the attack did not change at all. At this time, Qingyang was so angry that he didn't give Master Yuan Zhu a chance to ask for mercy. At first, this guy thought that he was easy to bully, and he was condescending and oppressive, so he didn't take him seriously at all. Now he feels that he can't afford to offend him. Are you planning to reconcile? How can there be such a good thing in the world? No matter what, I have to wait until I can vent my anger.

The Three Yuan Sword Formation was approaching in a blink of an eye. Master Yuan Zhu had no time to say anything else at this time, so he could only bite the bullet and take Qingyang's move first. Facing this second time of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation, Master Yuanzhu was not at all as calm as the first time, and responded extremely hastily. The result was of course much worse than the second time. Not only did he suffer the backlash from the magic weapon, but also his body's defense After using all his methods, he was still hit by the aftermath of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation. He took four or five steps back and suffered serious trauma.

Before Master Yuanzhu could breathe a sigh of relief, the third move of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation had been formed. Qingyang did not give him a chance to breathe. This was because he planned to teach the opponent a profound lesson and let out his bad breath. Master Yuan Zhu did not expect Qingyang to be so vengeful and not give him any face. Two consecutive three-yuan sword formations not only forced him to use all his methods, but also suffered internal and external injuries. If he did it a few more times, he would probably lose his life. Paul, now he was finally afraid, turned around and ran outside.

Master Yuan Zhu ran pretty fast. Qingyang's three-yuan sword formation just brushed his body and did not hurt him. However, the aftermath of the sword formation fell on the surrounding buildings. Although protective arrays are set up in buildings commonly used by monks, this level of attack cannot be prevented by ordinary protective arrays. There was only a loud bang and a large area of ​​the building collapsed.

Master Yuan Zhu fled, causing Qingyang's attack to fail. He became even more angry and rushed straight into the sky from the ruins of the building, chasing Master Yuan Zhu in the direction of his escape.

Such a big movement had already disturbed other people in the house. However, when they saw that Master Yuan Zhu, whose strength was second only to Master Chi Ye, was beaten and fled in panic, they naturally did not dare to move forward. The two of them Wherever he passed, other people dodged and hid secretly in the distance to watch the fun.

At this moment, Zhenjun Chiye was also alarmed. A figure from a yard in the distance rushed into the sky to greet him, and at the same time angrily shouted: "Who dares to be so arrogant in my mansion?"

Seeing that the master finally appeared, Master Yuanzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hid away from Master Chiye. Qingyang also followed him without hesitation. Since he had already broken up with him, there was nothing to hold back. Yes, it is true that Lord Chiye is a Nascent Soul cultivator, but his cultivation level is only at the second level of Nascent Soul. Qingyang was just trying to see if he could beat the opponent.

At this time, Zhenjun Chiye had already seen clearly that the person who was smashing things in his mansion was actually the golden elixir monk who came to him to refine weapons. His apprentice was obviously higher in cultivation but was no match. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how could the two of them fight? stand up? Could it be that he was impatient because it took so long to refine the weapon?

But no matter what, the person who made trouble in his own mansion and embarrassed himself in public must not be treated lightly, and the person was just a golden elixir monk. Zhenjun Chiye straightened his body and said angrily: "You How bold, do you really think that there is no one in my house? "

Qingyang chased to a distance of less than one mile from Zhenjun Chiye and Zhenren Yuanzhu, and stood face to face with each other in the air. At this time, Qingyang was also very angry. Facing Zhenjun Chiye's anger, he showed no sign of weakness. He said: "What mansion? It's just a den of thieves. I have never faced off against a Nascent Soul cultivator. I'm going to try it today. Can a Nascent Soul cultivator be able to cover the sky with one hand?"

What Qingyang said was the truth. This was the first time he had a head-on battle with the Yuanying cultivator. Being chased by Master Shifu certainly didn't count. However, for Master Chiye, these words were extremely arrogant. Master Chiye had a red head. Fa was a person with a bad temper and could not stand being provoked. He originally wanted to ask what was the reason for the fight between the two parties, but now after hearing Qingyang's words, how could he care about anything else? Suddenly he was extremely angry and laughed back: "Okay, okay, okay, in many years, this is the first time that a Golden Core monk dares to be so arrogant in front of me. Don't you want to test whether the Nascent Soul monk can cover the sky with one hand? Then today As you wish, all other irrelevant people will get out of my way."

After Zhenjun Chiye appeared just now, other people in the mansion gathered here. In their minds, with Master, a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be easy to deal with Qingyang, but Zhenjun Chiye was not so Optimistic, Master Yuan Zhu is his eldest disciple, and he knows very well what kind of strength he has. Qingyang is able to chase Master Yuan Zhu like a wolf with his cultivation at the ninth level of the golden elixir. His own abilities are certainly not low. A monk who can cultivate to the ninth level of the Golden Core will definitely not have enough brains. Facing the Nascent Soul monk, he dares to be so arrogant. This is quite unusual in itself. In other words, Qingyang is either powerful and confident, or Don’t be afraid of Yuanying if you have a strong background.

Of course, Zhenjun Chiye didn't think Qingyang could do anything. After all, there was a big level difference between the two sides. It would be a little troublesome to clean up at most. The gap between Yuanying monks and Jindan monks could not be solved by simply jumping up and fighting. To make up for it, the reason why others were asked to retreat was because they were worried that the battle would be too fierce and the aftermath would hurt others. This was my own mansion, surrounded by my own people.

Zhenjun Chiye gave an order, and everyone else moved away. The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense. Zhenjun Chiye stared at Qingyang coldly. Qingyang also had a solemn look on his face, although he thought he could block it. A monk who lives on the second floor of Nascent Soul, but after all, this is the first time to fight against a Nascent Soul monk, so it is better to be more cautious. If something unexpected happens, the boat may capsize in the gutter.

Suddenly, Zhenjun Chiye moved, and with a wave of his hand, all the Yin and Underworld Qi from heaven and earth surged towards this side. I don't know what kind of magic formula he pinched, but those Yin and Underworld Qi actually formed in the air. A huge grimace opened its mouth and roared, then rushed down towards Qingyang.

Facing the face that rushed down fiercely, even though Qingyang had been prepared for it, he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment. The strength of this Nascent Soul monk should not be underestimated. This seemingly casual attack has such power. , but it is much more powerful than the Yuan Zhuzhen just now.

Qingyang did not dare to neglect, the fourth giant sword had already appeared in the air, and at the same time with the other three giant swords, thousands of sword shadows bloomed, forming a four-dimensional sword formation to kill the giant ghost face.