Chapter 111 Purple Air Coming From the East
Yu Zecheng walked towards the other party step by step, with high morale. He wanted to fight to the death with the other party to see who would have the last laugh.
The other party's master of controlling Qi, dressed in white, gnashed his teeth when he saw Yu Zecheng at first, but then he saw Yu Zecheng walking towards him step by step, with a stable momentum, like a mountain pressing down on his head, and his face suddenly changed.
He let out a long breath, sorted out his frantic mood, forced himself to be calm, prepared for a big fight, and never looked down on Yu Zecheng again, saying:
"I am Yan Hu, an abandoned disciple of the Purple Jade Sect's Purple Peak True Man. May I ask who you are?"
Yu Zecheng replied:
"Yu Zecheng. Are you a disciple of the Purple Jade Sect?"
Yan Hu replied:
"I have been practicing for thirty years and still cannot break through the innate realm, so I was expelled from the sect by my master and can only do some shady business. Which sect are you a disciple of, and what do you want to do to mix into my six sects?"
Yu Zecheng replied:
"I am Yu Zecheng, a second-level immortal of 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, the undercover. Which sect did you belong to to infiltrate our six sects? This place has been blocked. Only one of us can survive. Tell the truth.
Don't tell me you are a casual cultivator. Don't insult me. A casual cultivator can kill four immortal cultivators with higher realms than him?"
Yu Zecheng replied:
"I am indeed a casual cultivator. Besides, you are wrong. It's not four, it's five. You are dead. Your brothers are waiting for you below. Hurry up and go."
After Yu Zecheng finished speaking, his left eye flashed, and the Doulong Tiangang Sword appeared. With a tremor, it struck at Yanhu.
The flying sword in the air instantly turned into three, which was the sword move of spreading leaves. Three flying swords, one real and two fake, stabbed at Yanhu. The flying sword flew in the air and instantly turned into a golden-white energy sword body, like a ray of light, stabbing at Yanhu.
Yan Hu roared, and released his true energy. Instantly, a huge palm formed outside his body. It was three feet in size and one foot thick. It was made entirely of true energy. He pushed it, and the palm struck Yu Zecheng's flying sword.
Yu Zecheng moved his fingers, and the flying sword suddenly turned into a rainbow sword light. It seemed to move slightly, but in fact, it had already made six strikes in an instant. These six strikes were condensed in one place and detonated. This was the sword explosion technique. Suddenly, the flying sword collided with the giant palm, and with a "bang", the giant palm was shattered, and the flying sword rushed down.
Yan Hu roared again, and released the air palm again, but it was exploded by the flying sword again. Yan Hu sent out his palm again, and in this way, there were 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 withdraw a step, input true energy, and restore the sword light. Only then did Yan Hu shake Yu Zecheng's flying sword away.
The fight was instantaneous. From this move, Yu Zecheng was relieved. Yan Hu's Qi control skills were very strong, and his cultivation was higher than his own, but his means to deal with him were not good enough. His flying sword was extremely flexible and had strong attack power, so it was difficult for him to deal with it.
Although Yu Zecheng's flying sword was ejected, it swam back and forth around Yan Hu's body, front and back, east and west, north and south, as flexible as a swimming fish, looking for Yan Hu's weakness.
It took Yan Hu seven consecutive palms to shake Yu Zecheng's flying sword away, and his face changed immediately. This method of using the flying sword flexibly is not mastered by even the masters of the foundation-building period in the six sects. Yu Zecheng is only sixteen years old, but he has such swordsmanship. He immediately confirmed his mentality that Yu Zecheng had no good intentions towards the six sects and was an undercover agent from other sects.
Yu Zecheng's flying sword slowly moved and gradually began to rotate, spinning faster and faster. This was the Tiangang Fighting Dragon Drill, and then it suddenly stabbed towards Yan Hu. The flying sword began to shake violently in the air and turned into dozens of sword shadows. This was the Six-Handed True Lord's ultimate move, the Storm.
Yan Hu made another palm strike, but he was unable to resist it at all. His palm was pierced as soon as he struck out, and the flying sword was in front of him in an instant.
He took off his clothes and changed his robes, and suddenly took off his white clothes and wrapped them around the flying sword. Suddenly, the white clothes changed into a huge net, wrapping all the flying swords and sword shadows in it.
This white clothes was his life-long magic weapon, the Purple Wind Twisting Net, which he had painstakingly sacrificed and refined. It was specially used to deal with the enemy's flying swords and magic weapons. He usually wore it on his body as a magic robe to capture the opponent's flying swords and magic weapons at critical moments.
This set of nets has a miraculous effect, which can isolate the opponent's true essence induction, making it impossible for the opponent to continue to control the flying sword and magic weapon. This is Yan Hu's killer move against the enemy. Countless cultivators have been captured by his flying swords or magic weapons with this move.
After wrapping Yu Zecheng's flying sword, Yan Hu desperately input his true energy with his right hand, suppressing Yu Zecheng's flying sword with all his strength. At the same time, he took out a talisman from his storage bag with his left hand, activated it instantly, and turned into a lightning bolt, blasting towards Yu Zecheng.
When Yu Zecheng saw him drawing the talisman, he immediately rushed forward, and the lightning bolt passed through him. Yu Zecheng shouted loudly:
"Break the Doulong transformation for me."
The Doulong Tiangang Sword suddenly changed, and a Doulong appeared in the opponent's net. With a dragon cry, it flew out instantly. With a "bang", Yan Hu's magic weapon Zilifeng twisting net was smashed to pieces, and stabbed at Yan Hu at the same time.
Yan Hu dodged in a hurry, and felt a chill on his head. Suddenly, all his black hair and scalp were cut off by the flying sword. He roared several times, released his true energy, and used high-level talismans in succession, and then Yu Zecheng's flying sword was ejected.
This was actually Yan Hu's bad luck. If other people's flying swords and magical weapons were controlled by the Sword Containment Technique or general sword-refining techniques and were trapped by his Zi Li Feng Twist Net, their sensing would most likely be interrupted and they would be out 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, he could not even break through the innate realm, no matter how many miraculous elixirs 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 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 in 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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