Liver Proficiency from Immortality

"Since Baili can't take you down, I have no choice but to do it myself."

The man in green robe spoke softly, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the entire space. These winds were very small and could only move the hair of mortals, but Zhang Wuyan felt a terrifying force.

These breeze-like existences were constantly eroding into his body, trying to penetrate into his body.

Zhang Wuyan knew without thinking that if he let these breezes penetrate into his body, he would definitely not end well, and even if he did not die, he would still be half disabled.

With a cold snort, an invisible force spread out, completely freezing the void around Zhang Wuyan, preventing any waves from blowing in.

The green-robed man's pupils shrank slightly, "Where did Junior Sister find this follower? How can he be so powerful?"

Even though he was just being blown by the breeze just now, he actually performed an extremely powerful secret technique. The average ninth-level golden elixir would be killed without any reaction, and even the powerful ninth-level golden elixir could not withstand it.

Zhang Wuyan blocked it with just a cold snort. Such strength has exceeded 90% of the ninth level of the Golden Core, and belongs to the pinnacle of the Golden Core realm.

How could such a person be willing to be a follower of Qin Mi and regard Qin Mi as his master?

He wants to conquer such people, but he can't. Others have their own ways and will never be his followers, even if they die.

"Yes, you are qualified to know my name."

The man in green robe said slowly: "Remember, my name is 'Ying Fujun', tell me your name."

"My name is Qin Xiao."

Zhang Wuyan wished he could talk to Ying Fujun for a while and delay more time.

"Qin Xiao!?"

When Ying Fujun heard the name, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but glance at Qin Mi, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar, accepting the inheritance.

Zhang Wuyan had already expected Ying Fujun's surprised performance. After all, Qin Xiao was a saint of the Wanxiang Sect and Qin Mi's sister. Zhang Wuyan had the same name as Qin Xiao, so it would be strange for him not to be surprised.

"My name is Qin Xiao, not the Qin Xiao you thought. It's just a coincidence that I have the same name."

Zhang Wuyan explained.

Ying Fujun withdrew his gaze and fell on Zhang Wuyan again. After a brief moment of surprise, even if Zhang Wuyan didn't explain, he knew that it was just the same name and there was no need to be surprised.

"Qin Xiao, you are very good, I will give you a chance."

Ying Fujun did not take action immediately, but looked at Zhang Wuyan with admiration.

Zhang Wuyan wished he could keep talking nonsense to him, "What chance?"

Ying Fujun pointed at Qin Mi and said calmly: "Leave her, join my account, and become my follower. I will give you double the treatment she gives you."

Ying Fujun was fond of talents and wanted to take Zhang Wuyan under his command to enhance his own strength and suppress Qin Mi's power.

Zhang Wuyan pretended to be thoughtful.

In fact, he didn't think much about it at all. It was absolutely impossible for him to agree to Fu Jun's request.

Let me first say that he was not a follower of Qin Mi in the first place, but only came to help Qin Mi. By joining Ying Fujun, he lost his freedom.

Zhang Wuyan's pursuit is immortality, freedom and freedom, which cannot be lost no matter what.

Whether Qin Mi or Qin Xiao, including Ying Fujun, he will not be regarded as anyone's follower, he will only be regarded as himself.

Moreover, Zhang Wuyan was not tempted at all by Fu Jun's conditions.

He has a bigger plan for Qin Mi and Qin Xiao. Is there any need to go to Ying Fujun again?

If he really surrenders to Lord Ying Fu, he will be seeking his own death.

Zhang Wuyan pretended to be deep in thought, but in fact he was stalling for time.

Ying Fujun was not a fool, and his face became increasingly gloomy, "Qin Xiao, don't think about stalling for time. I will give you the last ten breaths to think about it. If you don't agree, don't blame me for being cruel to you."

Seeing this, Zhang Wuyan sighed in his heart. The plan to delay time failed after all. These guys are not so easy to deceive.

Zhang Wuyan waved his hand and refused directly: "You don't have to think about recruiting me, I won't follow you."

"You will regret this!"

Ying Fujun was rejected and his expression turned ugly, "The Sword and Wind Tribulation Killing Technique!"

He patted his palm lightly in the void, and countless wind knives suddenly appeared around Zhang Wuyan. Each wind knife exuded an extremely sharp aura. The aura emitted alone was enough to kill ordinary people. The golden elixir realm is cut and shattered.

The endless wind knives cut towards Zhang Wuyan's body, trying to tear him into pieces.

At this point, Zhang Wuyan no longer thought about delaying things. The only way to survive was to fight.

His body shook violently, and a majestic and vast power was emitted. A earth-shattering elephant cry was transmitted, and thunder exploded in the void, "Thunder Elephant Breaking the Sky Technique!"

This is a technique recorded in the "Thunder Elephant Mysterious Sutra". Zhang Wuyan has never used it before. This is the first time he has used it, but he has long since practiced the Thunder Elephant Breaking Heaven Technique to a perfect state.

Behind Zhang Wuyan, a phantom of a thousand-foot-tall thunder elephant appeared. Its long trunk swung in the void, and endless thunder followed.

All the wind knives in the void were shattered and annihilated under the violent thunder bombardment.

The thousand-foot-tall thunder elephant raised its huge front feet and stepped hard towards Ying Fujun's position.

This step seemed to create a hole in the sky.

The Thunder Elephant Breaking Heaven Technique is well-deserved.

If Zhang Wuyan could obtain the essence and blood of the Thunder Elephant, the power of this move would be twice as powerful, and even the True Lord Nascent Soul might be trampled to death.

Ying Fujun's expression changed slightly, and he made seals with both hands. The seals in his hands kept changing, and the sound of howling wind suddenly sounded in the void.

"Feng Juan counterattack!"

A cyan folding fan appeared in Ying Fujun's hand. He waved the folding fan gently, and a three-thousand-foot high wind tornado suddenly appeared in the void, sweeping everything and wrapping the thunder elephant's shadow.

Ying Fujun's face was very ugly.

He originally planned to take down Zhang Wuyan without using magic weapons. After all, he felt that his status and status were not equal to Zhang Wuyan's, and Zhang Wuyan's strength should be far inferior to his own.

The result made him very unhappy. He had to use the magic weapon, otherwise he might be trampled to death by the huge thunder elephant, which would be embarrassing.

There was a deep murderous intention hidden in Ying Fujun's eyes.

Zhang Wuyan embarrassed him. If he didn't kill Zhang Wuyan, how could he gain a foothold in the Wanxiang Sect in the future?

This matter will become the laughing stock of his life!

"Dragon Flame Breaks!"

Zhang Wuyan suddenly shouted loudly, and a thousand-foot-long fire dragon rushed into the tornado.