Chapter 134 Plan

The Xuanming Sword has now been engraved with the only four magic runes in Wei Zhong's hand.

Flying, Soaring, Invisibility, and Concealing.

Among them, the Soaring rune has the effect of repelling magic, and the flying sword itself is made of Xuanming cold iron, which has some resistance to fire attacks.

Therefore, the fire driven by Wanyan Fu's magic weapon cannot cause obvious obstacles to the Xuanming Sword at present.

When he saw a flying sword so easily pass through the fire wall he built, his face also changed a little.

'It's obviously an ordinary third-level flying sword, why is it so powerful? '

Shan Qin and Wanyan Fu, who were present, were puzzled.

But this is not over yet. Wei Zhong's figure can be seen faintly in the red fire wall, and Wanyan Fu seemed to see Wei Zhong's pinching gestures in it.

Seeing that the Xuanming Sword that was just seen suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Not good!"

Wanyan Fu's hair stood on end, and without thinking, he activated the golden scale armor he carried with him. A layer of golden light with a slightly grayish color spread all over his body.

There were dense runes on it, and spiritual power flowed, exuding a unique and heavy feeling of spiritual power.

"Bang!"

The moment the defensive spiritual light just rose, the Xuanming Sword hit Wanyan Fu's chest.

Looking at the black sword tip less than three fingers away from his body, a cold sweat suddenly flowed from Wanyan Fu's back.

The Xuanming Sword only passed through the armor spiritual light for three fingers, and then it was stuck in it and could not move forward.

It was like being strangled by the throat, and could only tremble slightly.

If you can't move forward, then retreat.

Wei Zhong called with his spiritual consciousness, and the flying sword instantly flew backwards, breaking free from the spiritual light and returning to Wei Zhong's hand.

Wei Zhong, who got the flying sword, waved his hand and slashed it. A blue cold light was stimulated from the sword, splitting the layers of flames, allowing Wei Zhong to step out safely.

At this time, half of the Qi on Wei Zhong's body was consumed, and the dark meaning was much dimmer. This was all consumed by fighting against the red flame.

Wei Zhong practiced the "Forging Qi Method", and although his physical strength was comparable to that of an ordinary third-level magic weapon.

But he still did not directly expose his physical body to the flame attack driven by the opponent.

Instead, he used layers of Qi and defensive spiritual methods to isolate it.

With a thought in his mind, the remaining Qi in his body was instantly replenished to the surface of his body, causing endless black air to entangle Wei Zhong again.

"Fellow Daoist Wanyan, be careful!"

The latter's face was slightly condensed. He had only fought with Wei Zhong for a few rounds. If it weren't for the Golden Scale Armor, he would probably have been seriously injured.

Now that Wei Zhong reminded him, how could Wanyan Fu be careless.

Wei Zhong stepped lightly on his toes in front of him, and disappeared without a trace just like the flying sword just now.

Wanyan Fu's head was broken and numb instantly.

"What a strange escape method!"

There are so many escape speeds in the world. Wei Zhong did not worry about being discovered by the opponent when he used the soaring cloud technique.

He approached him with the Xuanming Sword.

He saw that the golden aura on Wanyan Fu's body was stronger, and a ball of red flame spread out from him.

Feeling the higher temperature than before, Wei Zhong nodded secretly.

'The opponent obviously sensed his threat and had to take it seriously. '

But how could this kind of flame protection without a clear direction stop Wei Zhong's progress.

The cold air above Xuanming stimulated and formed a low-temperature protection on Wei Zhong's body surface.

Wei Zhong was like an arrow covered with cold air, rushing straight into the fire wall.

When the penetration was successful, the ice layer on the surface of the body had evaporated and disappeared, and only the black aura spread around him.

But before Wei Zhong could attack Wanyan Fu, he saw the strange scene inside the fire wall.

Wanyan Fu in the center was surrounded by a fiery red light, and he seemed to be holding a treasure fan in his hand, on which red and black spiritual light appeared alternately.

There were countless fireballs floating in the fire wall, moving in a small range between the square inches.

With the soul-seeking technique in his eyes, each fireball emitted a dazzling red spiritual light. It was comparable to the power of a third-level spell.

Wei Zhong was not yet aware that he had fallen into the opponent's trap.

His mind was full of thoughts, thinking about how to break this situation.

But looking at his own means, it seemed that apart from the spiritual method, the "Forging Gang Method" had no means to deal with it, and the only way was to attack with force.

Wei Zhong simply put away the magic sword in his hand, clenched his right fist, and the Gang Qi climbed up, intending to attack one punch at a time.

In this way, he tried the limit of the "Forging Gang Method".

At the same time, Wei Zhong was not worried about his own safety. The "Forging Gang Method" was really no match, and there was still the spiritual practice technique to back it up.

Compared with spiritual cultivation, the physical cultivation method is less interesting. The "Forging Qi Method" practiced by Wei Zhong is even inferior to the "Golden Thunder Art".

There is no lightning-fast move, only endless heavy Qi, and great power between punches and kicks.

These fireballs with the power of third-level magic were quickly destroyed under Wei Zhong's punches and kicks.

The continuous collision of black Qi and flames raised a thin layer of clouds around Wei Zhong.

Wanyan Fu saw an illusory figure rushing towards him in his own barrier.

When he was escaping, he attracted countless fireballs, but the fireball attacks that ordinary third-level magic weapons could not resist continuously were like lanterns with red light under his punches and kicks. There was no power at all and they were easily broken.

Wanyan Fu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

'Are all physical cultivators so reckless? '

Wanyan Fu seemed to look at physical cultivators with new eyes.

'It doesn't seem as timid as I imagined, just a little rude. ’

Speaking of Wei Zhong, after going deep into this place, his always advanced escape technique seemed to have lost an arm.

Although it still maintains its rapidity, it has lost its elusive power.

As long as Wei Zhong is a few feet away from those red magic balls, he will alert them and then attack himself.

Wei Zhong knew clearly that this was not caused by Wanyanfu's spiritual control, but the unique power of the magic weapon in his hand.

Gein did not urge all the fireballs to attack him, but let the others succeed.

While resisting the flame attack with his fists and feet, Wei Zhong looked at the precious fan glowing with red and black auras in Wanyanfu's hand, and couldn't help but think:

"The reason why these fireballs found me is because of the power of the treasure fan in the opponent's hand?"

Wei Zhong became slightly interested in the magic weapon he held.

Looking up at the surrounding fireball package, Wei Zhong sighed.

‘The fireballs in the sky were so dense that even I couldn’t find a direct path to Wanyanfu’s location.

Coupled with the fireballs that were constantly being triggered around him, his whereabouts were also exposed. ’

What's even more terrible is that the fireball in the distance is also moving closer under Wanyanfu's drive.

The Gang Qi in Wei Zhong's body was being consumed at an alarming rate, and even the continuous transformation of spiritual power could not make up for the gap.

At this rate of consumption, Wei Zhong could only barely destroy all the surrounding flame spheres with the help of the Gang Qi in his body.

After all, this was the spiritual method Wanyanfu used in combination with the fire fan.

However, Wei Zhong only used the Gang Qi produced by the "Forging Gang Method" and crude fist and kick skills.

‘If you continue fighting like this, you will definitely lose. ’

‘We can’t win, and we can’t lose so hastily. ’

Wei Zhong planned in his mind that he would fight hard, but in the end he barely "lost" at the hands of Wanyanfu.

This way you can avoid getting too much limelight and won't let yourself be looked down upon.

It helps to pave the way for future improvement.

‘Retreat, it is not wise to compete with the opponent like this. It would be too embarrassing to lose like this. ’

As soon as he thought of this, Wei Zhong immediately turned around, lightly stepped on the spiritual energy under his feet, and retreated quickly using his escape technique.

Wanyan Fuzheng was sighing at the intense consumption of spiritual energy in his body when he suddenly saw Wei Zhong give up the attack and retreat, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"Am I a place where you can come and go in this barrier of mine?"

Regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, Wanyanfu took the initiative to control the flame ball around Wei Zhong, trying to prevent him from escaping.

But since Wei Zhong has made the choice to avoid the edge temporarily, how can he be hindered by this.

With a movement of the fingers in his hand, the golden flames were activated. At this time, the golden flames took on a dark black and gray color.

This is a manifestation of Wei Zhong pushing this technique to the extreme. At this time, the flame level is infinitely close to the third-level high-grade. In the past, Wei Zhong would only use it when refining some high-level spiritual materials. This is the first time. Take it out against the enemy.

This is perfect for resisting the opponent's spiritual fire.

However, the one-foot-sized Golden Flowing Flame is like an indestructible shield. No matter how many fireballs fall on it, it cannot break through the defense. It can only set off waves of insignificant ripples, and then die.

Just such a move can easily neutralize the opponent's methods.

Wei Zhong successfully escaped from the flame barrier.

Looking back, I saw that the huge flame barrier was also collapsing towards the middle, shrinking continuously.

When Wan Yanfu's figure appeared, the other party looked at Wei Zhong with some admiration in his eyes:

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Wei to have such good fighting skills!"

In his words, his previous demeanor completely changed.

In this battle, whether it was Wei Zhong's magical weapon, flame spell, or the power displayed by the "Forged Gang Method", it was enough to attract Wanyanfu's attention.

It can be called a strong opponent in the early stage of pill formation.

Wei Zhong raised the magic sword in his hand and wanted to fight again, but Wanyanfu waved his hand and said loudly:

"This battle ends here. You and I are neither superior nor inferior. There is no point in fighting anymore."

Wei Zhong's face was filled with questions:

‘I’m going to fight again, why should I pretend I’m defeated and lose to you? Why don't you want to fight?

And what’s the matter with you and me being so incomparable?

I, Wei Zhong, just want to survive and grow, but I don’t want to bear the title of being on equal footing with a large number of sects’ pro-inherited battles. ’

This goes against Wei Zhong’s original intention of practicing Taoism.

Wanyanfu on the other side seemed to have made up his mind, put away the precious fan in his hand, and lowered it down.

Shan Qin came closer curiously. The battle just now was all within the barrier. She didn't see the details of the fighting method, so she asked:

"Fellow Taoist Wanyan, how is the situation between the two of you fighting?"

Wan Yanfu answered generously. Wei Zhong heard that his words contained many remarks about Wei Daoist's profound martial arts and fierce fighting skills. What he heard was that Wei Zhong's head was full of black lines.

‘This Wanyanfu is very competitive by nature, how could he praise himself so much? ’

What Wei Zhong didn't know was that Wanyanfu had also consumed most of his spiritual energy after the fight just now.

Although the fourth-level magic weapon is powerful, it also requires extremely high spiritual power from the monks. The short-term consumption of magic fighting has made it difficult for Wanyanfu to continue to bear it.

With his early cultivation of the pill formation, the formation just now would not be able to last long at all.

The discussion continued, and there were still two opinions on victory and defeat, so we simply stopped it, leaving suspense for future battles.

Furthermore, although Wanyanfu was aggressive, he was not reckless and followed the teachings of his master.

You can be reckless and arrogant, but you must not be stupid.

When fighting against others, you need to keep a thin line and don't expose your full strength to wait for a counterattack.

Therefore, Wanyan Fu only used a treasure fan and a protective spiritual armor this time to test out "most" of Wei Zhong's methods.

In the future, he will have a targeted method to fight against him, and his chances of winning will be higher.

In addition, the reason why Wanyan Fu praised Wei Zhong so much was actually to use his identity as a descendant of the great clan to elevate Wei Zhong, so that he could win more fame for Wei Zhong when he defeated him in the future.

Wei Zhong naturally didn't know this little calculation in his mind, he only knew that his progress in cultivation had encountered a huge obstacle.

"I never thought that Fellow Daoist Wei was not only superb in alchemy, but also very good in fighting."

Wei Zhong fell from the air to the two of them. Hearing Shan Qin's voice transmission beside him, he had a headache:

"Miss Shan misunderstood. I just couldn't defeat Wanyan Daoyou's barrier method, so I fled in a panic.

Unexpectedly, Wanyan Daoyou suddenly interrupted the fight and praised me so much, which made me still confused now."

"Haha, Daoyou Wei, there is no need to be modest. That flame barrier was stimulated by the opponent's treasure fan.

That is a fourth-level magic weapon, matched with Yuanying cultivators, and it is extremely powerful.

Wanyan Fu used it to fight against the enemy on a daily basis, and defeated the middle-stage Jindan cultivator more than once.

Daoyou was able to escape from the barrier with the body of the early stage of Jindan, which is very extraordinary."

Wei Zhong was speechless. He didn't expect that the fire fan had such a background. No wonder his own escape method seemed half-wasted in it.

At the same time, he thought that Wanyan Fu interrupted the fight. Could it be that the opponent had consumed too much spiritual power under the use of this treasure and was unable to fight again?

"Daoyou Wei is very strong, let's fight again another day," Wanyan Fu said to Wei Zhong who was in deep thought.

Wei Zhong came to his senses and replied with a bow:

"No, no, I am helpless against your method, how can I be called 'strong'.

You are evenly matched, which is a compliment from you. I feel guilty. You should win this battle."

"Ah..."

The two of them were both praising their opponents, which made Shan Qin on the side look surprised.

He interrupted:

"You two don't need to push each other. I know what Fellow Daoist Wei is thinking about. He just wants to practice in a low profile and not cause trouble."

Wei Zhong sighed: "Miss Shan is wise."

Shan Qin turned to look at Wanyan Fu:

"How about this? Fellow Daoist Wanyan, please don't publicize this battle. After all, it is incredible that Fellow Daoist Wei, a pill master, has such means. It is not good for his safety."

Wanyan Fu fell silent after hearing this. This was completely contrary to his plan, and he was naturally unwilling.

Shan Qin seemed to see through his little tricks:

"Does Fellow Daoist want to gain fame by defeating a pill master? If you say so, people will laugh.

Defeating a pill master in a fight is not a practice passed down by the Shadow Moon Sect."

After this, Wanyan Fu became even more silent.

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