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A monk with a deep family background and a rich heritage is indeed very different from a monk from a humble family like the Yimeng Mountain people.

Shiliu Zhenren's sword broke through the air and directly took Yan Slave.

Yan Nu held back his true energy, unfolded his wings of water and fire, and flew toward the enemy as his body spiraled.

Master Shiliu was very calm this time, because he had seen through the reality of Yan Slave, which was nothing more than a lot of energy.

Layers of sword gangs were woven like a dense net, only protecting themselves and quickly widening the distance.

Yan Nu missed a hit, consumed a little energy and turned back. The power of the two talismans of water and fire was released like no money.

"Back and forth, that's all."

Master Shiliu laughed and moved the sword under his feet with all his strength, reaching the ultimate speed.

His sword control skills are much more flexible than those of the Yimeng Mountain people. No matter how the sword spins around, he can stand firmly on it.

In an instant, the two were chasing each other in the sky.

The air was full of ghosts and gods howling, swords, water and fire intertwined and flew, bombarded and collided.

When the surrounding hills hit each other, there was an explosion, with rocks flying and forest fires.

Huang Banyun knew that he could not participate in this kind of battle, so he led the villagers to flee into the distance.

"Let's go! Let's go quickly!"

After Huang Banyun sent the villagers away, he stayed behind and watched the battle anxiously.

Unexpectedly, they were worried about the villagers, and Master Shiliu was actually worried too. After all, they were all concerned about the red dust.

Seeing the villagers running away, he immediately let go and started to fight. The power of the spell immediately became stronger, and the range of the attack also expanded.

Huang Banyun thought he was standing at a safe distance, when suddenly a burst of mana exploded and spread over Huang Banyun.

"Fuck..." He was startled, yelled and fell to the ground quickly. He heard a crash, and all the books he was carrying on his back were blown into pieces.

When Yan Nu saw this scene, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Whether Banyun was almost killed or the books were destroyed, he was furious.

"Roar!"

Yan Nu finally couldn't hold it back and exploded in advance, roaring out all the five hundred thousand years of accumulated energy.

However, there is a difference.

He no longer bombarded in all directions, but only urged the air in one direction to expand in a fan shape.

In this way, while the power is relatively concentrated, it also focuses on bombarding in one direction.

"Hmph!" Master Shiliu watched the terrifying shock sweep over him. His expression changed, knowing that this was the most critical moment. Fortunately, Yan Slave did not have full strength.

He hurriedly formed a protective shield with layers of sword gangs, and distanced himself from the distance.

For things like sonic power, the farther the distance, the weaker the power, and it decreases greatly, which is very useless in terms of energy utilization.

I saw a terrifying explosion in the air, accompanied by a violent shock wave.

This time the shocking roar was much weaker than before.

At least in the direction behind Yan Nu, the power is greatly reduced, as if to avoid accidentally hurting his own people.

But even so, there are flaws.

After all, it was Shiliu who was more skilled. He found an opportunity and used his sword to protect his body. He used his Arrancar to draw a large arc in the sky and came to Yan Nu's back.

He was spraying blood wildly and carrying heavy injuries, but he was not dead.

As the whole person approached with the help of inertia, the three swords suddenly fell, blue electric light emitted from the whole body, and they struck with a fierce punch.

"electrolysis!"

"Die!"

Yan Nu was just before his old power was regenerated, and he knew that the true energy would be dissolved, so he could only hold the black iron spear with both hands and use his middle to block it.

Unexpectedly, Master Shiliu's disfigured face showed a disdainful smile.

His fist suddenly opened and hit the black iron gun with a palm.

The terrifying power caused Yan Nu's hands holding the Black Iron Spear to break. The Xuantie Spear retreated sideways and squeezed into Yan Nu's already ragged chest.

"Tear!"

Huge lightning burst out from the palm of the pomegranate master, and violent magic thunder surged throughout Yan Nu's body.

"It's not the magical power of electrolysis!" Feng Junyou gritted his teeth. Seeing that his copper bond was about to melt, he immediately drove away the terrifying thunder and lightning.

Master Shiliu snorted, which was harmless.

But it was too late for the old ghost to be driven away. Yan Nu was struck by lightning and turned into coke, falling from the sky with smoke.

Shiliu Zhenren played a trick. He shouted about electrolysis, but in fact he didn't use his magical power.

The blue electric light all over the body is just a thunder and lightning spell, which looks very similar to the electrolysis magical power.

For the sake of authenticity, he deliberately abandoned his sword and only used inertia to get closer.

In addition, there was a sudden attack from behind, and even the old ghost didn't react.

Yan Nu thought it was electrolysis that was not afraid of the true energy and could not be released externally, so the true energy was only the internal protection and blessing power. He used the black iron gun to block it, and then he fell into the trap.

The electrolysis magical power is not very offensive, but the effect of the thunder and lightning spell is extremely destructive.

"Yan slave!"

Shen Leling stepped on the waves and caught Yan Nu's body.

She directly consumed the source, and countless sources of living water soaked into his body, repairing his body.

However, it was too late. Although Yan Nu's body was being repaired visibly, with the charred areas peeling off and new flesh and blood regenerating, this was all caused by Shen Leling's magic. Yan Nu had already died before, and his soul had already escaped.

The thunder in the palms of the monks in the spiritual consciousness stage is not something that mortals can withstand. Even the Yimeng Mountain people who are also in the spiritual consciousness stage will definitely be able to kill them instantly if they touch it.

Shiliu Zhenren used what he thought was real and what he thought was real. He had magical powers and spells at his fingertips. Not only did he survive the sound wave technique, he also directly killed Yan Nu.

At this moment, Yan Nu's body was scorched, his heart had stopped, and his brain was destroyed by electric current.

His soul was floating in the sky blankly, still making counterattacks.

After being stunned for a while, Yan Nu saw the body below and realized that he was dead...

"Huh?" Master Shiliu was shocked when he saw that Yan Nu was not in a state of disarray.

When an ordinary person's body dies, he is completely dead, and his soul will soon dissipate without form.

As a result, Yan Nu not only did not lose his soul, but his spirit body was still awake and glaring at him!

"Is the soul of a heaven-defying person so special..."

His eyes shone, and he immediately thought that if he could refine this soul, there would be great benefits.

Immediately he waved his hand and took Yan Slave into his palm. His spiritual consciousness was revealed and he was constantly refining it.

However, he couldn't practice at all. Not only that, Yan Nu slapped him, hurting his consciousness.

"Uh ah..." Master Shiliu's expression changed, and his consciousness hurriedly retracted to Niwan Palace.

When he first met Yan Nu, he was surprised that Yan Nu had rich spiritual power and was on par with him.

Now I find that I can't practice it, so I don't dare to release my spiritual consciousness immediately... Then I can only be destroyed by Yan Slave's spirit body.

"Hufufu..." Yan Nu couldn't break free from his hand and punched desperately.

However, the punches and kicks all fell into the air and could not hurt Shiliu Zhenren at all.

"Joke...I have a physical body." Master Shiliu smiled lightly.

The soul is in the sea of ​​consciousness in Niwan Palace, how can it be touched by punching and kicking? It's like being on another 'plane', unless there is the secret method of the Sad God, or the divine consciousness penetrates to attack.

But Yan Nu is just a savage soul. He may have a lot of spiritual power, but he can only punch and kick, and he can't even move his soul.

"The way of heaven cannot be erased, nor can the soul be refined... Should we use thunder?"

The pomegranate master made a tearing sound, and the thunder in his palm bloomed again.

Yan Nu screamed, his spirit body reflected beautiful lightning patterns, and the three souls and seven souls suddenly dissolved and dissipated like smoke.

And then...then it was okay.

Thunder raged through the spirit body, destroying most of Yan Nu's spirit body.

Yan Slave was erratic like smoke, much like the old ghost before that was about to dissolve.

However, starting from his forehead, lightning cracks spread downwards. They were traces of current flow, like tattoos, shining brightly and solidified in the spirit body, very beautiful.

Pomegranate's eyes were straightened, he didn't know what was going on.

"boom!"

Yan Nu threw a backhand punch, his spiritual power exploded, and he actually shot out lightning.

Although the spirit body cannot hurt the opponent, the lightning is real!

"How can it be?"

This ball of lightning hit Master Shiliu's chest, making him feel like he was struck by lightning.

His facial features were distorted, his whole body was twitching, there were burning marks on his chest, and his heart stopped for a moment before recovering.

"Huh...huh..."

When Master Shiliu saw Yan Slave attack with another 'Soul Lightning Fist', he was so frightened that he quickly threw Yan Slave away.

He gasped violently, his eyes bloodshot.

"Thunder attacks spirits! This guy actually uses his soul to store the thunder in my palm?"

Seeing Yan Nu's electrified spirit body, Shiliu's face turned green.

This change happened so suddenly that he was almost killed by the thunder in his own palm.

"Fortunately, he doesn't have enough power..." Master Shiliu was horrified, but also a little lucky.

Thanks to Yan Nu's stored power, it was only half of the thunder in his palm before, and only a little was fired out.

If it hadn't been caught off guard, it hit him in the heart and stopped his heartbeat. If it were any other place, he could easily use mana to protect his body.

"Aren't you afraid of the destruction of the heavenly law, not afraid of the refining of the soul, and are you not afraid of thunder?"

"No, thunder and lightning are still effective. His spirit body is just a little away from being wiped out!"

Master Shiliu thought to himself that the thunder in his palm was not completely ineffective. Didn't it almost wipe him out?

He figured out the situation of Yan Slave. His spirit body was special. Part of the thunder would be stored, and the other part that could not be stored in time would cause destruction.

So just add a little more strength!

"asshole!"

Shen Leling's Gang Qi water flow came in frantically, trying to save Yan Nu.

Master Shiliu shouted coldly, blue electric light spread all over his body, and he broke the water flow with one foot, and all Shen Leling's spells were resolved.

With this force, he punched Yan Nu again.

This time, it was not the thunder in his palm, but the thunder of electrolytic magical power that surged through his body.

"Yan Slave!" At the critical moment, the old ghost was not idle. He and Shen Leling acted together.

At this moment, the remaining essence of the Zhang family's entourage that Yan Nu had eaten before was thrown into Yan Nu's mouth.

Yan Nu understood it, opened his mouth and swallowed it. In an instant, he was completely satisfied, and his three souls and seven souls were reunited.

The erratic smoke suddenly returned to a strong young soul.

"Pfft!" Shiliu Zhenren punched forward at the same time, and Yan Slave's spirit body exploded again.

But this time, only the lower body was broken, and even a large ball of electricity was absorbed.

Yan Nu's upper body was covered with lightning patterns and bright blue light, while his lower body had only a wisp of swaying smoke.

"Also close!" Master Shiliu said to himself. It's a pity that the main function of electrolysis thunder is to dissolve it, and its destructive power is not as good as the magic palm thunder.

If there was no sudden recovery, Yan Nu would definitely be killed.

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu took a bite of the essence and immediately regained his full spiritual power.

"That's outrageous. You can recover after just one bite?"

"Isn't this... unlimited spiritual power?"

"In that case, let's just smelt it into liquid medicine... Fortunately, I brought a 'pomegranate bottle'!"

The pomegranate master opened his mouth, tilted his neck, and a glass bottle as red as a pomegranate flew out of his mouth.

In an instant, Yan Slave's soul felt a strong suction force, and with a squeak, it was sucked into the bottle!

He immediately capped the bottle and swallowed it.

This is his alchemy tool, which contains the 'Northern Ming Weak Water'. No spiritual body, ghost body, or soul can withstand the erosion of the weak water, and will eventually dissolve into the water.

And this magic weapon will absorb all the essence from it and form a high-purity medicinal liquid.

This can both kill the Yan slaves and make elixirs.

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p.s: Sorry.