Chapter 190 Test My Sword

Yu Zecheng laughed and said:

"Okay, you are a good friend."

After that, Yu Zecheng rushed out. At the moment of rushing out, thirteen purple-black dragons appeared out of thin air and rushed towards the thirteen people on the opposite side.

As the purple-black dragon flew out, four black flames of purple fire refining heart-refining energy came out of its body. The faces of the cultivators on the opposite side immediately changed. Some used magic tools to resist, some set up defense shields for defense, and some turned around to dodge.

Yu Zecheng hid behind the purple-black dragon. This was a habit he developed in the netherworld. The more powerful the evil ghosts there were, the more secrets they hid. Yu Zecheng also developed this habit in the process of unconsciously.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng sent out nine battering rams at the same time. He deliberately avoided the four people with higher cultivation among these people. After sending out the battering rams, his true essence decreased, and he immediately started the blood burning method, and his true essence soared wildly.

Now Yu Zecheng has reached the innate intermediate level, and his true essence will not be exhausted after sending out a few battering rams like before. These nine siege hammers were released at the same time, without sound or color. They were using a special technique. The true essence consumed was twice as much as the normal one, but after activating the magical power to burn blood, the true essence was immediately restored and was still increasing wildly.

This siege hammer was hidden under the attack of the purple ink dragon and hit the opponent first. Suddenly, these cultivators who set up protective shields and the resistance using magic weapons were shocked by the siege hammer and looked dazed. Then four black flames of purple fire arrived and refined their protection and defense in the moment of trance. Then they screamed and turned into a ball of flames and were burned to charcoal.

Yu Zecheng mastered the interval between the hammers and fire very accurately. When this side was dizzy, it was just a breath of time, and the flames on the other side arrived and instantly cut into the opponent's weakest point.

Create weaknesses, attack weaknesses, and see the true essence in a small space. Yu Zecheng killed nine people instantly. No matter what secret techniques and immortal methods he had, he didn't release a single move, and they were all refined by the flames.

This instantaneous fighting skill, on the one hand, comes from Yu Zecheng's natural fighting instinct, and on the other hand, the experience of controlling the Yuanying puppet when destroying the Qianmo Lingzun Sect has benefited him a lot, and has a specific impact on his fighting, and his vision has become extremely broad.

After the nine siege hammers were released, Yu Zecheng had already rushed towards the remaining five people, automatically ignoring the big monk among them, because this person had a halo of defense on his body. This halo looked familiar, and Yu Zecheng immediately gave up attacking him.

Of the remaining three people, one of them retreated twenty feet away in an instant, avoiding the attack of the purple ink dragon from a distance, and was ready to take out the magic weapon to fight back, but he did not notice that there was a long whip rolling down the ground to his feet, and pulled him down with a sudden pull, pulling him to roll wildly on the ground. This is the purple ink dragon rushing up, biting and tearing, and the man's body was torn to pieces, and he didn't even have time to release the defense shield.

The other two cultivators are both in the innate realm, and they are masters among the crowd. One of them released a round bead magic weapon, which flashed in the air and absorbed all the four black flames and purple fire refining heart gangs that the purple ink dragon attacked him. The other person released a third-level flying sword, which flew up like a flying star, and chopped the black flames, purple fire refining heart gangs and the purple ink dragon into pieces.

After Yu Zecheng released nine battering rams, two flying swords also appeared silently, flying out in the darkness without any light. Suddenly, the Five Elements Reverse Life Dragon Sword transformed in the air and turned into a green dragon claw, firmly capturing the opponent's flying sword. Another sword light instantly cut into the opponent's defense. The sword light flashed, and the man's head flew off before he could react.

At this time, the screams of the nine people next to him sounded, and flames were generated. Yu Zecheng jumped forward and ran straight to the person who sent out the round bead magic weapon.

The man's face suddenly changed, and in the blink of an eye, all his companions died. In the moment of danger, he roared, and the round bead magic weapon changed color. He was going to use his strongest move to attack instead of defend.

Yu Zecheng had already rushed under the round bead magic weapon, and a huge air claw appeared, fiercely grabbing the round bead magic weapon in the air to block the fierce attack it was about to launch.

At this moment, he had already rushed in front of the opponent. The man shouted, and several defenses suddenly appeared on his body. He shouted:

"My uncle is the leader of the Wuxin Sect, Zi Luo Zhenjun, you can't kill me..."

Yu Zecheng didn't care who his uncle was. He originally planned to send out an armor-piercing cone. After hearing this, he sent out four armor-piercing cones in succession. The first armor-piercing cone broke all the defenses launched by the opponent, but a golden curtain automatically rose from the opponent's body. The armor-piercing cone hit the golden curtain and immediately went out. The second hit the same point and also went out. The third also hit this point and also went out.

The fourth strike hit this point again, and the golden curtain began to shake, showing an unstable trend. At this time, Yu Zecheng seized this flaw and the fifth armor-piercing cone had been sent out. This strike penetrated the golden curtain and hit the opponent's chest. The man's chest swelled, and then the spine on his back exploded, and a one-foot-sized hole was blown in his back. At this time, the golden curtain was still running, and the splattered blood and flesh did not fly out at all, and were all blocked by the golden curtain.

There was also a roar behind Yu Zecheng. This man was also a ruthless character. Seeing that Yu Zecheng did not care about his identity and attacked mercilessly, he immediately self-destructed the round bead magic weapon and wanted to die with him, but it was still a step too late. He could only shatter Yu Zecheng's innate one-qi catching hand.

At this time, the flames on the nine people were extinguished, and their screams just ended. Looking around, in just a few dozen breaths, only one monk was left standing there, and the other twelve were all dead. Jiang Laohei, Ma Lishan and the other three all looked at Yu Zecheng stupidly, unable to believe their eyes.

The monk stood there motionless. He didn't know when the purple ink dragon that attacked him was eliminated by him. There was a halo on his body. Yu Zecheng suddenly remembered that he had seen it there. This was the Rakshasa Death Body Protection Vajra Shield that the leader of the Three Heroes of Ziling, the Blue-Eyed King Kong, had used. However, his halo was not like the thirteen layers of the Blue-Eyed King Kong, but a full eighteen layers.

Yu Zecheng said:

"A disciple of the Rakshasa Vajra Sect?"

The monk replied:

"Yes, I am Hui Ran from the Rakshasa Vajra Sect. I have no conflict with you. You ask the brother and sister to give me the Seven Degree Gold, and I will leave."

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked. The Seven Degree Gold is a rare material that is necessary for making storage magic tools. Most of the cultivators now use storage bags and Qiankun bags. These storage magic tools can be made by all major sects.

However, the best storage tools are storage belts, storage bracelets, storage rings and other storage magic weapons. They have large storage capacity, are safe and reliable, and are not like storage bags that can be cracked by anyone, but they are also priceless.

All major sects have mastered the technology to make these storage magic weapons, but the materials are extremely difficult to collect. This material is seven-degree gold. No wonder the Wen brothers and sisters looked nervous after buying this thing.

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"They didn't abandon me just now, and I won't abandon them now. Go ahead, I don't want to kill you."

The monk laughed and said:

"How shameless! Besides, can I leave? The long whips around me are probably waiting for the moment I leave to send me off."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Since you figured it out, come on, they are all waiting for you to go on the road together."

While Yu Zecheng was talking to him, the remaining ten purple-ink dragons slowly adjusted their positions and surrounded the monk. At the same time, Yu Zecheng's long whip also surrounded the monk, setting up a formation, but this was seen through by the monk.

With a sound of "go on the road", all ten purple-ink dragons immediately sprayed Wuhuo Tianze Prison. In an instant, countless fire rains fell in the area of ​​100 meters where the monk was, and that area turned into a flame swamp.

Yu Zecheng stared at the monk, waiting for the moment he escaped from this area to strike with thunder. But to Yu Zecheng's surprise, the monk stood in the sea of ​​fire, clasping his hands and chanting, with a halo flashing on his body. The flame swamp had no effect on him. He stood in the magma and smiled at everyone. This Rakshasa's life-threatening body-protecting Vajra Shield was indeed the best in the world.

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand, and all the eleven purple-ink dragons disappeared and returned to his acupoints. They had used all their magical powers, and it would be useless even if they stayed in the air.

The high temperature emitted from the ground completely refined the sand and soil within a radius of 100 meters. Yu Zecheng did not have that kind of super-defensive Rakshasa's life-threatening body-protecting Vajra Shield, so he would not step into this lava swamp.

The monk said loudly:

"Good tricks, but they are not good enough for me."

After that, he walked over step by step, stepping on the lava towards Yu Zecheng. Yu Zecheng smiled with his hands behind his back, looking at the monk.

Every time the monk took a step, his foot landed like a giant hammer hitting the ground, and the surrounding world was shaken. Every time he took a step, his aura became stronger, his figure also became stronger, and his skin began to emit the color of gold and iron.

Wen Qing shouted:

"Oh no, this is the Earth Arhat Body of the Rakshasa Vajra Sect. After a hundred steps, he will carry the power of heaven and earth and turn into an Arhat Golden Body. Attack him quickly, otherwise after the method is completed, no one can defeat him."

Yu Zecheng just smiled at the monk and silently waited for him to complete the hundred steps. When he walked out of the marshland and the last step of the hundred steps fell, Yu Zecheng rushed over, and the two flying swords cycled up and down, launching a fierce attack on the monk.

The monk roared, and eighteen prayer beads flew out of his body to fight against Yu Zecheng's double swords, and he himself rushed over to face Yu Zecheng with an Arhat bell.

A huge whirlwind rose around the two of them, and gray smoke flew up. Suddenly, everything within ten feet around the two of them was swept up in the smoke. In the gray smoke, the sound of metal and iron rang wildly, explosions continued, and the earth trembled.

Jiang Laohei and the Wen brothers and sisters had to retreat step by step under the sweep of the gray smoke. Ma Lishan wanted to step forward to help, but he was swept up by the gray smoke and was knocked ten meters away by the shock wave emitted from it.

This battle seemed to be very long, but also seemed to be very short. In an instant, the gray smoke dissipated, and Yu Zecheng walked out. Although his shirt was torn and his body was bruised, he walked leisurely, as if he was strolling in the garden. The monk stood there, his eyes wide open, and suddenly "bang, bang, bang" countless blood mists burst out of his body, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.