Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng walked towards the opponent step by step, with high morale. He wanted to fight to the death with the opponent to see who could have the last laugh.

The opponent's master of air control, dressed in white, saw Yu Zecheng gnashing his teeth at first, but then his expression changed when he saw Yu Zecheng walking towards him step by step, with a steady momentum, like a mountain bearing down on him.

He took a long breath, sorted out his frantic mood, forced himself into a calm state, prepared for a battle, and never looked down on Yu Zecheng again, saying:

"I am under the Ziyumen Zidian Zhenren's sect, Qituyan Lake. Who is your Excellency?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"Yu Zecheng. Are you a disciple of Ziyu Sect?"

Yan Hu replied:

"I haven't been able to break through the innate realm after practicing for thirty years, so I was expelled from the door by my master. I can only do shady business. What sect are you a disciple of? What do you want to do if you want to sneak into my six sects?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"I am Yu Zecheng, a second-level immortal from the Six Sects. Did Shui Zhusheng ask you to kill me?"

Yan Hu said:

"It was Master Shui who invited us. Fortunately, we found you as an undercover agent. Which faction are you trying to break into our six factions? This place has been sealed off. Only one of you and I can survive. Tell the truth." .

Don't tell me that you are a casual cultivator, don't insult me. Can a casual cultivator kill four immortal cultivators who are higher than him? "

Yu Zecheng replied:

"I am indeed a casual cultivator. Besides, you said it wrong, not four, but five. You are dead too. Your brothers are waiting for you down there. Hurry up and get on your way."

After Yu Zecheng finished speaking, his left eye flashed, and the Dragon Fighting Tiangang Sword appeared. With a trembling sound, it struck Yanhu.

The flying swords in the air instantly turned into three. It was the sword that struck the scattered leaves. The three flying swords, one real and two fake, stabbed towards Yanhu. The flying sword flew in the air, and instantly transformed into a rainbow, turning into a golden-white energy sword body, like a ray of light, piercing Yanhu.

Yan Hu roared loudly and released his true energy, instantly forming a huge palm outside his body. It was three feet in size and one foot thick, and was completely composed of true energy. He pushed, and the palm pointed towards Yu Zecheng's flying sword. Hit away.

Yu Zecheng moved his fingers, and the flying sword suddenly turned into a sword light. It seemed to move slightly, but in fact, six strikes were fired in an instant. These six strikes were condensed in one place and detonated. This is the technique of sword explosion. Suddenly the flying sword collided with the giant palm, with a "boom" sound, the giant palm was shattered, and the flying sword rushed down.

Yan Hu roared again and released his air palm again, only to be blasted by the flying sword again. Yan Hu released his palm again, just like this for seven consecutive air palms. Yu Zecheng's flying sword broke through the opponent's seven palms, and the light began to dim. He had to take a step back, input his true energy, and restore the sword's glow. Only then did Yan Hu knock Yu Zecheng's flying sword away.

The exchange was instantaneous, and with this move, Yu Zecheng was determined. Yan Hu's Qi Control Kung Fu was very strong, higher than his own cultivation level, but his method of dealing with him was not good. His flying sword was extremely flexible and had powerful attack power. , it was difficult for him to deal with it.

Although Yu Zecheng's flying sword was ejected, it was swimming around Yan Hu's body, back and forth, east and west, north and south, as nimbly as a fish, looking for Yan Hu's weaknesses.

Yan Hu knocked Yu Zecheng's flying sword away with seven consecutive palms, and his expression suddenly changed. This method of using the flying sword flexibly was something that even among the six sects, even the masters in the foundation-building stage could not master. Yu Zecheng However, having such swordsmanship in just sixteen years immediately solidified his belief that Yu Zecheng had bad intentions towards the six sects and was an undercover agent of other sects.

Yu Zecheng's flying sword slowly swam away, and gradually began to spin, spinning faster and faster. This was the Tiangang Fighting Dragon Diamond, and then it stabbed towards Yanhu. The flying sword began to shake violently in the air, turning into dozens of When it comes to the sword shadow, this is the Six Hands True Monarch's ultimate move, the Storm.

Yan Hu used his palm again, but he couldn't resist it at all. The palm was pierced immediately, and the flying sword flew in front of him in an instant.

He took off his clothes and changed into his robe, suddenly took off the white clothes on his body, and wrapped them around Feijian. Suddenly the white clothes transformed into a giant net, wrapping all the flying sword shadows in it.

This white garment is the Zili Feng Jiaowang, his natal magical weapon that he has worked hard to refine. It is specially designed to deal with the enemy's flying swords and magical weapons. He usually wears it as a magical robe to capture the opponent's flying swords and magical weapons at critical moments.

A set of this net has a miraculous effect. It can isolate the other party's true energy induction, making it impossible for the other party to continue to control flying swords and magic weapons. This is Yan Hu's killing move against his enemies. Countless immortal cultivators have been captured by this move with flying swords or magic weapons.

After wrapping Yu Zecheng's flying sword, Yan Hu's right hand desperately input his true energy to suppress Yu Zecheng's flying sword with all his strength. At the same time, his left hand took out a talisman from the storage bag, activated it instantly, turned into a bolt of lightning, and blasted towards Yu Zecheng.

When Yu Zecheng saw him taking out the talisman, he immediately rushed forward, and lightning suddenly passed through him. Yu Zecheng shouted loudly:

"Destroy the fighting dragon's shape for me."

Immediately, the Dragon Fighting Tiangang Sword changed, and a fighting dragon appeared in the opponent's net. With a dragon cry, it flew out instantly. With the sound of "bump", Yan Hu's magical weapon Zili Feng Grow Net was smashed into pieces, and it was stabbed towards Yan Hu at the same time.

Yan Hu hurriedly dodged, and felt a chill on his head. Suddenly, his head was covered with black hair, and his scalp was all cut off by the flying sword. He roared several times, released his true energy, and used high-level talismans one after another, and then Yu Ze was cut off. The flying sword pops out.

This is actually Yan Hu's point. If other people's flying swords and magic weapons, controlled by Yunjian Jue or general sword refining skills, are trapped by his Zili Feng Grow Net, the induction will probably be interrupted and the weapon will be in a state of inconvenience. A state of loss of control.

But Yu Zecheng's control of the magic weapon was the application method mentioned by Dutian Zhanhun Forging. The isolation of this small magic weapon had no effect on him at all. Yu Zecheng immediately used a special move to smash the magic weapon and almost broke it. Kill.

Yan Hu looked at the flying sword that was about to attack him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although his cultivation level was higher than Yu Zecheng's, and his true energy was more than Yu Zecheng's, he didn't have a duel technique or a superior flying sword magic weapon. Just can't beat Yu Zecheng.

Yan Hu could only smile bitterly. It wasn't that he didn't want to use the flying sword weapon, or that he didn't have the flying sword weapon. It was because he couldn't. He was originally the seventh-generation descendant of Zidian Zhenren, a master of the Purple Jade Sect's golden elixir. Through this relationship, he became his disciple and practiced hard for thirty years. However, he was dull and clumsy by nature, and could never master the flying sword weapon. Unable to master it, even the innate realm cannot be broken through, no matter how many miraculous medicines his master gave him.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​using the flying sword weapon, and could only rely on air control to fill the scene and pretend to be a master of air control.

In the competition among immortal cultivators, one relies on magic weapons, the other relies on flying swords, and the third relies on thunder spells to restrain. Very few people directly attack the enemy out of thin air. Because attacking the enemy out of thin air is the lowest method for cultivators to fight against the enemy, but it is also the most advanced method. Those immortal cultivators who are accomplished in controlling Qi, such as the masters of Ziqi Donglai Sect, Ziyang Zhengqi Sect, and Wuliang Sect, can completely move mountains and fill seas, are omnipotent, and are so powerful that they defy the heavens.

In this way, Yan Hu relied on the powerful true energy generated by the elixir given by his master to practice Qi Control techniques to attack the enemy. Who knew that when the east was not bright, the West was bright. His Qi Control talent was extremely strong, and he could master it once he learned it. genius.

His master was always worried about this, thinking that he had delayed him. If Yan Hu had joined those sects famous for their Qi control, he would have successfully established his foundation by now. Now that the best time for him to practice has passed, and the Purple Jade Sect doesn't have any good air-bending magic, that's all.

His master, Master Zi Dian, always felt that he was sorry for his apprentice, so he secretly gave the Purple Jade Pill of the Three Purple Jade Treasures to Yan Hu. Later, when the matter was exposed, the Ziyu Sect could not deal with Master Zi Dian, so he had to expel Yan Hu from the door. Wall, Master Zi Dian had no choice but to give him a special skill in the end.

Yan Hu seemed to have made up his mind. He knelt down and kowtowed towards the east, and then recited the Dharma Jue:

"The eight anise rides on Tonghua, and all things are prosperous. The Qi becomes bright for nine nights, and breaks through the Nanchen. It stirs up the Heavenly Gang Fire, and the golden light shines colorful clouds. I respectfully ask the Patriarch to give me the Dharma, and the Purple Qi comes from the east to sweep away thousands of armies."

Immediately, Yan Hu's whole body's aura changed. When he used this technique, his true energy increased violently, and his true energy vaguely formed outside his body, turning into a piece of crystal clear purple jade.

He is now like a ferocious beast, with endless momentum. At this time, his cultivation level has been immeasurable, and his true energy has grown crazily, at least equivalent to the power of a master in the foundation building stage.

No matter how sophisticated Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship is and how varied his tactics are, everything is useless in the face of this absolute power. This was equivalent to the level of pressure Doctor Shi exerted on Li Yebai. Yan Hu didn't even make a move. Yu Zecheng couldn't help but feel pain in his heart and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Hu stood up and faced Yu Zecheng and said:

"This is because Master kicked me out of the door. He took pity on me and gave me the Purple Jade Qianjun Qi. I can only use it once in my life, and then my meridians will be cut off and I will become a useless person from now on. When this method is used, it will be in the foundation building stage." Master, I am not afraid. For the sake of my dead brothers and the safety of the six sects, I will fight with you. Look at my purple jade claw."

Zhenyan roared loudly, and a layer of purple appeared on his hands. Suddenly a giant hand appeared outside his body, forming a claw shape, and grabbed Yu Zecheng.

This time the grasp of true essence is not at all like the air palm at the beginning, it is completely a physical giant grasp. Yu Zecheng endured the pressure of the true energy and responded with his sword. He suddenly felt huge pressure. This purple jade claw seemed to have infinite pressure, suppressing Yu Zecheng's Dragon Fighting Tiangang Sword in the air. .

Yan Hu yelled:

"Crush it for me."

The giant claw grabbed hard and crushed Yu Zecheng's flying sword into a ball, trying to crush the flying sword in the air. However, the characteristics of the Dragon Fighting Tiangang Sword show that the heavier the pressure and the more powerful the attack, the more tenacious and unyielding it becomes, preferring death to defeat.

Yan Hu yelled again, stretched out his other hand to grab, and suddenly another purple jade claw flew out and grabbed at Yu Zecheng. Yu Zecheng wanted to dodge and attack, but the pressure of this true energy , making him unable to do anything, and suddenly the giant claw grabbed Yu Zecheng instantly, and then said:

"Come here."

Immediately, the air claw pulled Yu Zecheng over and fell in front of Yan Hu.

Yu Zecheng was suspended in the air by giant claws, and Yan Hu said:

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance to say that you are an undercover agent of that sect."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"I will give you one last chance to repent."

A powerful force slowly spread within Yu Zecheng's body. Although this power was weaker than Yan Hu's true energy, it was pure and terrifying. Yu Zecheng began to fight back.

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