Martial Cultivator

Thunder rumbled, and countless thunders fell at the same time, creating a terrifying scene here, as if the sky and the earth were about to change color.

As the leader of the Taoist sect in the world today, Yun Jianyue is young, but definitely not weak. With a dark red Taoist robe floating, this Taoist master opened another thunder pool to besiege the previous Fuyun demon.

The two thunder pools faced each other from a distance, with a mighty momentum and abnormal horror.

"Are you a little too arrogant?"

Zhuori, who let Yun Jianyue's thunder pool trap him, hovered in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at the young Taoist master in a dark red Taoist robe.

Yun Jianyue stepped into the thunder pool and said calmly: "I want to be wholehearted, but the current situation does not allow this."

Zhuori said: "That's the truth, but in this case, I'm afraid you can't leave."

Yun Jianyue smiled, but a stream of Taoist energy floated up from his body, gradually filling the sky, making this large space completely become his "dojo".

"You are already at this level at your age. If you were to reach this level in a few years, we old guys would only be in awe. What a pity."

What a pity?

It's a pity that you have already met me at this moment.

Zhuo Ri smiled and took a step forward. This long-famous demon clan figure had a rolling demonic energy surging under his feet, like waves, about to hit the shore.

But at this moment, these waves are not hitting the coast, but the sky.

The demonic energy surged up, Yun Jianyue had no expression on his face, just forming seals in his hands, and terrifying thunders fell from the sky, colliding with the surging demonic energy.

Every time the thunder and demonic energy collided, the sky would shake. The countless collisions in a short period of time made the sky shake continuously.

The sky kept shaking, and it was easy to make people suspect that the sky seemed to be falling.

The strong men in Fuyun Realm also have their own superiority and inferiority. Obviously, Yun Jianyue and Zhuori in front of him are extremely powerful.

The noise of the two fighting is definitely not something that ordinary Fuyun Realm can make.

The sound of hissing kept ringing, and every time the thunder and the demonic energy collided, there would be a sound like a broken mirror.

In fact, if you listen carefully, you will even find that this is actually the sound of countless mirrors breaking at the same time. The sound almost sounded at the same time, so people think there is only one.

There is a large piece of demonic energy above Zhuori's head to resist the thunder. The whole person has come not far in front of Yun Jianyue. Yun Jianyue stretched out his hand to open a barrier, and the Taoist energy permeated, stimulating countless flowing Taoist rhymes, like countless rootless rivers, flowing slowly between the two.

It's just that the seemingly ordinary river water suddenly became agitated after flowing for a while, as if the terrain suddenly dropped, the river water fell, and the flow became unstoppable and extremely terrifying.

The mighty river is like this.

The green Dao Qi around seemed ordinary, but in fact, it had already begun to look for those important nodes in this space, occupying them one by one. This was a big net, waiting to be formed later.

But Zhuori had been in the world for many years. Although he had been practicing hard all these years, he did not understand everything. In a very short time, he had already noticed the problem. A trace of demonic energy flowed out from his fingertips, and condensed into a long sword. After holding the handle, Zhuori slashed with force, and the terrifying demonic energy exploded instantly, heading towards the nodes in all directions.

The rumbling sound was endless, countless nodes exploded one after another, and the Dao Qi collapsed. The big net was completely shattered before it appeared in the world.

Yun Jianyue looked up and looked at Zhuori, actually a little surprised.

It was not the first time he had fought with these Fuyun big monsters, but if he really had to face them like this, it was the man in front of him.

Zhuori glanced at Yunjianyue. After the net collapsed, he had come to Yunjianyue. He did not show any majestic and huge Dharma image, but just punched hard. The terrifying demonic energy attached to his fist at this moment made this punch unbearable.

Rumbling sounds continued to sound, and when the fist fell, the surrounding sky was burning.

The horror of this punch is self-evident, so can Yunjianyue withstand it?

In other words, if Yunjianyue is unwilling to take this punch, can he dodge it?

He was surrounded by the Dao Qi that he had already stretched out, that was to avoid the invasion of Zhuori's demonic energy. At this moment, he had enough time to dodge this punch.

The next moment, when the fist began to oppress Yunjianyue's "Dojo", Yunjianyue turned into a ray of light and disappeared on the spot.

But the next moment, Zhuori also disappeared.

After that, Yun Jianyue appeared on the side of the thunder pool, and Zhuori also appeared here. His fist fell a little, but before it fell on Yun Jianyue, Yun Jianyue disappeared again.

But when Yun Jianyue appeared again, Zhuori still appeared in front of him.

Yun Jianyue walked again, and Zhuori chased him.

After walking back and forth for a long time, Zhuori was actually not far in front of Yun Jianyue.

It's just that the fist has been falling, never stopping at all.

If it continues like this, it won't take more than a few times before the fist will always fall on Yun Jianyue's head.

Yun Jianyue also understood this truth. Although he didn't know why Zhuori could always see through his figure, he knew that he couldn't avoid it. Therefore, when Yun Jianyue appeared again, he didn't think about leaving again, but hid the thunder in his palm and smashed it forward.

The most masculine and powerful method of Taoism is thunder magic, but thunder magic is not only about summoning thunder. There are so many methods that ordinary people cannot fully understand.

As soon as Zhuori appeared, a thunder had already arrived in front of him. The method of such a powerful Fuyun master should not be resisted, but Zhuori only held down the terrifying thunder with one hand and punched with the other hand.

Three bright lotus flowers immediately appeared above Yun Jianyue's head, blooming with endless aura to resist.

There has always been a saying in Taoism that three flowers gather at the top of the head, which means that a certain Taoist monk has practiced exquisitely and has a thorough understanding of Taoism, but now the three flowers on Yun Jianyue's head are actually the embodiment of a certain Taoist method.

However, Zhuori's punch was fierce. When it hit, the surrounding air was oppressed and made a sound of teeth aching. There is no need to elaborate on how powerful it is.

The three lotuses only lasted for a moment under Zhuori's fist, and cracks began to appear on the petals. Then the lotus petals were like porcelain shattering, very crisp.

Yun Jianyue was hit hard from midair to the ground by this punch. Along the way, the wind and snow retreated, and finally he hit the ground heavily where the snow was already very deep.

A terrifying pit appeared on the ground.

Zhuori glanced at the other Fuyun monster trapped in the thunder pool. He thought that after Yun Jianyue was hit into the ground by his punch, the thunder pool would dissipate, but at this moment, it was not the case.

The thunder pool was still there.

This shows that Yun Jianyue was still doing two things at the same time from beginning to end, and he did not forget about the things here because of fighting with him.

"It's really amazing."

Zhuori smiled slightly. Although he was an opponent, he still had some admiration for what Yun Jianyue showed at this moment.

Such a person, although standing on the opposite side of him, still made him feel some admiration.

But admiration is admiration, and the killing is still necessary.

His figure continued to fall, and finally stood in front of the deep pit, silent.

With a crack.

A huge crack suddenly appeared in the snow under his feet, and then with a bang, a big hole appeared under his feet.

But he was hovering on the ground and did not fall.

A dark red figure rushed out directly from the ground, and with countless flying swords condensed from wind and snow, stabbed towards Zhuori.

Zhuori could not dodge in time, and was soon stabbed by those flying swords condensed from wind and snow, continuously, like a heavy rain, with countless raindrops hitting him.

However, the demon race has always been famous for its invincible physique. These flying swords condensed from wind and snow only hit his body, but did not hurt him at all.

Zhuori did not care, but the next moment a thunderbolt fell from the sky without mercy, and directly blasted him into the ground.

Yun Jianyue let out a long breath, but it was just a long breath. At the same time, countless thunders fell and submerged the place.

At this moment, the thunder smashed the pit, which was not very deep, hundreds of feet deep.

It was bottomless.

Yun Jianyue narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky. The big monster over there was still in the thunder pool and could not leave.

He quickly retracted his gaze, because there were some fluctuations in the small thunder pool in front of him that had just been built.

The next moment, Yun Jianyue saw a scene that shocked him. The countless thunders in his thunder pool suddenly merged into one passively, and the falling speed accelerated without warning, as if someone was dragging it frantically underground.

Yun Jianyue's expression became a little solemn.

The next moment, the thunder was pulled apart by a person, and the somewhat embarrassed Zhuori returned to the ground from underground. His clothes were a little torn at this moment, and there were weak arcs in many places.

Zhuori appeared not far away, staring at the young Taoist master, and said with a smile: "You are no worse than that young warrior."

Yun Jianyue smiled indifferently.

The man in front of him was definitely a great enemy rarely seen in his life.

"I haven't had such a good fight for a long time, I really miss it."

Zhuori exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood in place. Suddenly, a majestic vitality began to emerge from his body. After that, it was visible to the naked eye that Zhuori's white hair turned black, and the wrinkles on his face had disappeared at this moment. At this moment, Zhuori seemed to be a hundred years younger.

Although he was not handsome, he was indeed back to his prime at this moment.

"You go and kill those two people, and this Taoist priest, I can do it alone."

He suddenly raised his head and spoke to a certain place in the sky, then turned his head and looked at Yun Jianyue in front of him, and said calmly: "How about I kill you myself?"

There were already a few more figures in the distant clouds.

Yun Jianyue looked at him and just made a gesture of invitation.

But after making this gesture, he actually glanced at the top of the city wall.

He didn't see anyone, but he felt relieved.