Chapter 32 Means

While Huan Yin and Liu Deshun were fighting, two other arenas had already ended their fights. One was Xiao Yu's side. His cultivation was strong, and his sword art was even more sharp. The disciple of Yinling Sect who was fighting against him was quickly defeated. On the other side, the internal fight between two disciples of Yijian Peak ended. The two disciples had a good relationship on weekdays and knew each other's strengths and weaknesses, so they only fought a few rounds symbolically, and the weaker one admitted defeat. The winning disciple was called Zhang Sheng, and his cultivation was in the middle stage of the fourth level of Qi Condensation.

Yue Qingfeng was delayed in this round of martial arts because he met a difficult opponent. That was a disciple of Yudan Dao, named Chen Chong, who seemed to be at the peak of the fourth level of Qi Condensation. He held a silver battle pill in his hand, which could change into various shapes, sometimes into a shield, sometimes into a gun, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, and was very difficult to deal with.

As for Huan Yin, Liu Deshun saw Huan Yin's provocation and launched an attack again. This time, he used a black long knife, and there was a fist-sized skull on the tip of the handle of the long knife. Originally, the eyes of the skull were empty and dark. But after Liu Deshun held the knife, two red rays suddenly shot out from the eyes of the skull.

"Soul Devourer! No, it's just a replica, but it can be considered a sharp weapon in the hands of Qi Condensation cultivators." The elder of Yinji Sect saw the origin of the knife and said.

The black long knife in Liu Deshun's hand was a replica of the lost immortal weapon "Soul Devourer" of Wuliang Sect. Countless years ago, when Wuliang Sect was still the world's largest immortal sect, there was a soul demon ancestor. This ancestor specialized in soul capture and soul refining. When he cast a spell, he raised his hand and the Yin Qi burst out, the soul roared endlessly, and the power was unpredictable. Soul Devourer was one of the magic weapons that the soul demon ancestor relied on most when he was dominating the nine states. Legend has it that the Soul Devouring Sword is full of soul power. When it is slashed, thousands of souls roar, and when it is swung, souls are captured.

Although the imitation in Liu Deshun's hand is extremely inferior, it has the effect of attracting souls and capturing spirits.

"Hah!" Liu Deshun shouted and swung the sword. A black light burst out, and there seemed to be ghosts around the black light. There were strange cries and rushed towards Huan Yin together.

As a disciple of Wuliangmen, Huan Yin naturally knew what the Soul Devouring Sword was. When Liu Deshun took out the long sword, he knew that Liu Deshun had no intention of despising him. Liu Deshun slashed with a sword, and before the black light arrived, Huan Yin felt a strong yin energy rushing towards him, blowing his hair all over his body.

Huan Yin held the long sword and slashed out with a white sword light, killing Liu Deshun's sword light. In the blink of an eye, the black and white lights connected, trembling violently in the air, and bursts of sonic booms were stirred.

With a "bang", the two attacking rays finally canceled each other out in the air, and the remaining power scattered, causing the fighting arena to fly and the sand and stones to move.

Huan Yin held the sword, looking a little out of breath. This fight seemed to be a draw, but in fact he suffered a hidden loss. Soul Devourer is not a weapon for killing. Although Liu Deshun's sword ray was as powerful as Huan Yin's sword ray, Huan Yin clearly felt a force of suction on his soul from Liu Deshun's sword ray. Although this force was far from being able to capture the soul, it took away some of the spiritual power in his soul.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Huan, how does Soul Devourer taste?" Liu Deshun knew that Huan Yin had been hit, and laughed twice, looking very proud.

Huan Yin ignored Liu Deshun's sarcasm, but suddenly raised his hand and shot out a fire python, attacking Liu Deshun.

"The law follows the thought, it is true, this disciple at the first level of Qi Condensation has really mastered this way." The disciples watching Huan Yin cast the spell again and admired it.

"The Fire Snake Technique is not a technique that can be performed by a cultivator at the first level of Qi Condensation. And that is clearly a Fire Python. How can he have such a deep spiritual power at the first level of Qi Condensation?" Another disciple was also surprised when he saw Huan Yin performing the spell.

Although Liu Deshun did not despise Huan Yin, he had never fought with someone who had mastered the Law of Mind, and had no experience. Moreover, in his eyes, Huan Yin was still at the first level of Qi Condensation, and he never thought that Huan Yin could perform the Fire Snake Technique. When Huan Yin performed the technique, he was shocked for a moment.

Suddenly, the Fire Python jumped in front of Liu Deshun. He could not avoid it, so he could only control the Soul Devourer to resist. The Soul Devourer was indeed extraordinary. As soon as it came into contact with the Fire Python, the eyes of the skull on the Soul Devourer glowed red, and the spiritual power on the Fire Python was quickly drawn away. Without the support of spiritual power, the Fire Python naturally subsided.

Liu Deshun successfully broke through Huan Yin's sudden attack, and was secretly proud of himself. However, Huan Yin knew that he could not succeed in one strike, so he had already jumped high and sent three strong winds to Liu Deshun in a row.

This time, Liu Deshun did not react at all. It was not until he felt the strong wind blowing on his face that he realized that something was wrong. While moving his body, he used all his strength to protect his body with his spiritual power.

"Shua shua!" Liu Deshun turned his back and dodged, and two strong winds flew past his shoulders. He was just a little relieved, but suddenly his body staggered and fell forward.

"Haha!" A disciple outside the field laughed. It turned out that although Liu Deshun dodged Huan Yin's two strong winds, he was hit on the butt by the third strong wind. Although he successfully blocked the attack with his spiritual power protection and was not injured, he was hit by the strong wind and fell.

Liu Deshun covered his butt with his hands and stood up with a red face. He has always been a favored child in Wuliangmen, and he has never made such a big fool of himself. This made him so angry that he wanted to tear Huan Yin to pieces.

"Wow, another Fa Sui Nian has happened. What happened to the disciples of this generation? Is it easy to have Fa Sui Nian?" While Huan Yin and Liu Deshun were fighting fiercely, Ye Wuyou was also fighting against the enemy with all his strength. Wuyou had already understood the Dharma and recited it, and he also had the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi Condensation. When he shot, the spells flew around, making people overwhelmed, and quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples.

"The one named Ye Wuyou seems to have a good relationship with the one named Huan Yin. I see them together all day long. Of these two monsters, one has a high cultivation level, and the other does not seem to have a high cultivation level but has extraordinary fighting power. What's more, "Metropolitan Law Sui Nian, this year's newcomers will be the focus of the martial arts."

"Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Sister Ye, your disciples are really interesting." The old man from Yijian Peak looked at Huan Yin and Ye Wuyou in the field and said meaningfully.

Ye Wuyou's opponent was a disciple of the Yinji Sect. His cultivation in the middle stage of the fourth level of Qi Condensation was already extraordinary, but he could not compare with Ye Wuyou's cultivation. Coupled with the fact that Ye Wuyouming understood the Dharma and continued to attack, the disciple was quickly defeated.

While he was repelling Liu Deshun, Huan Yin also looked in Wuyou's direction. Seeing that Wuyou easily won again, his face was filled with smiles. However, when Liu Deshun saw this smile, he thought it was an insult and ridicule to himself.

"Look where!" Liu Deshun shouted violently, Soul Devouring came back to life, and a black light waved towards Huan Yin. Although Huan Yin looked at Wuyou, he was not careless. He noticed it the moment Liu Deshun became violent.

Soul-eating and soul-catching, one must keep a distance to fight in order to win. Otherwise, every time one touches the spiritual power, one point will be absorbed. It won't take long before one will be defeated due to the exhaustion of spiritual power. Huan Yin has a very high level of understanding, and after suffering a loss once, he naturally understood this truth. However, the only three spells he knows are gravity, fire snake and strong wind. There is still a chance for a sudden attack. Now that Liu Deshun has suffered a loss, it will naturally not work again. If you use the long sword in your hand to catch it forcefully, you will inevitably suffer losses. What should you do?

The black light struck, and Huan Yin couldn't think quickly, so he could only dodge sideways. The black light passed by Huan Yin's side. Although Huan Yin was not hurt, Huan Yin clearly felt that the spiritual power in his body was missing.

Liu Deshun saw the hesitant look on Huan Yin's face and kept cutting down the long sword in his hand. He laughed loudly and said: "How can my precious sword be compared to the broken sword of Jian Puppet? If you don't admit defeat, you will die of spiritual exhaustion." !”

Sword puppet! These two words suddenly woke up Huan Yin who was in a dilemma.

Liu Deshun slashed but Huan Yin dodged it. Just as he was about to raise his sword and slash again, suddenly, a chill hit him from behind. This chill was very familiar to him. He had also felt it when he faced off against the sword puppet in the trial tower.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Liu Deshun jumped subconsciously. As soon as he was not far from the ground, a long sword passed through his feet. If he hadn't fought with the sword puppet before, he would have suffered a loss.

The next moment, a scene familiar to Liu Deshun reappeared. As soon as he reached mid-air, another long sword appeared out of thin air and pierced directly between his eyebrows.

"Shadow Sword! How could this happen?" If Liu Deshun couldn't figure out how to attack him, he would act like a monk. But, why did Huan Yin know the shadow sword technique of the sword puppet?

The monks outside the field also saw the technique used by Huan Yin. Although Huan Yin had already given them a lot of shock, this time, there were still a lot of surprises.

"Is this disciple named Huan Yin an abandoned disciple of Yijian Peak?" The elder of the Yinji Sect said in a provocative tone.

"Senior brother, although our Wuliang Sect is weak, we don't have the habit of eating what others leave. Please be careful, senior brother!" Karen Ye replied in a cold tone when she heard what the man said.

The sect elder was about to say something else, but Xuanyuanzi laughed and said, "What does this Huan Yin think of my trial tower? He took away my sword puppet's sword and learned my swordsmanship. He is really interesting." ”

"Haha, in the world of immortal cultivation in Yangzhou, there are probably not many people who can take advantage of my uncle. This Huan Yin is really a genius. He actually learned the sword from the sword puppet and succeeded. Uncle, do you think he can be considered a master? Your disciple?" The old man from Yijian Peak also followed Xuanyuanzi's joke.

"Disciple? That day at the Immortal Fate Meeting, I originally intended to accept him as my direct disciple, but unfortunately his qualifications were too low, so I gave up. Looking at it today, maybe I was wrong."

Xuanyuanzi is an elder-level figure in Yijian Peak. With his cultivation and determination, how can he be moved by things outside his body? However, Huan Yin's performance in this martial arts competition made him jokingly reveal his regrets. The elders of various sects on the cloud carpet had been in contact with Xuanyuanzi for hundreds of years, but they had never seen him speak like this, and they were secretly surprised.

How many mysteries are still hidden in Huan Yin’s body that have not been revealed?

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