Chapter 70 Peach Blossom Seven Killings

"Where are you going, thief!"

Chang Yun's figure echoed in the air, and two rays of light, one pink and one red, tore through the air, one in front and one behind.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the burden, this guy couldn't catch up with me at all..."

Zhang Sifan, who was flying in front, looked at Chang Yun who was chasing him relentlessly, and hated him in his heart.

The technique he practiced was good at flying, and if it weren't for Liu Yan affecting his speed, Chang Yun behind him would have been thrown away by him.

"It seems that we must repel the opponent before we can evacuate safely..."

Zhang Sifan knew that he couldn't run like this. Although they were all controlling low-grade spiritual weapons, he consumed a lot of mana when attacking Jinyang City. If he continued to chase like this, he would be the first to run out of mana.

When the mana consumption was too great, he would be slaughtered.

He had to stop to fight. Even if he couldn't kill Chang Yun, he had to seriously injure the opponent so that he couldn't continue to entangle.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sifan took out a pill to restore his mana and swallowed it, while scanning his eyes, trying to find a favorable battlefield.

Suddenly, noticing a large lush forest below, Zhang Sifan no longer hesitated, and controlled the spiritual weapon to drop the escape light below. After landing, he hid his breath and hid behind the tree.

After a few breaths, a red escape light appeared above the forest, revealing Chang Yun's figure.

"Zhang Sifan, I remember your attack on the black copper mine in my heart, and I came here today to ask for advice!"

With the information shared by He Ru, Chang Yun had a general understanding of Zhang Sifan, and knew that he, like himself, had not been promoted to the foundation-building stage for many years.

As soon as the voice fell, the forest under his feet was silent, without any response.

Seeing this, Chang Yun was not in a hurry, and just stayed in the air without dropping the escape light to avoid being attacked by Zhang Sifan.

Now that Zhang Sifan was in the Guiyuan Sect's position, the longer he dragged on, the more dangerous it would be. Chang Yun did not believe that the other party could hide forever.

Hearing Chang Yun's words, Zhang Sifan, who was hiding behind the tree, remained unmoved, and looked at Liu Yan in his hand with a slightly fluctuating gaze.

After the two of them played chess for a while, a black shadow rushed out from the woods below and rushed towards Chang Yun.

Just as Chang Yun was about to make a move, his spiritual sense scanned that the black shadow was not Zhang Sifan, but the captured Liu Yan. He quickly stopped and stretched out his left hand to catch it steadily.

At this moment, a strong spiritual power fluctuation came from behind Liu Yan, and in his spiritual sense, it was a Xuanniao Fiery Talisman.

At the same time, Zhang Sifan's figure appeared behind Chang Yun, and the low-grade spiritual weapon named "Peach Blossom Fan" in his hand swung out a large piece of pink mist, completely covering the two of them.

Zhang Sifan's move was extremely ruthless, and it seemed that he had thrown Liu Yan's life and death behind him, ready to kill both of them at the same time.

"Playing with talismans? You are still far away!"

Chang Yun grabbed Liu Yan with one hand, and saw the Xuanniao Fiery Talisman activated behind him, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

As a second-level talisman master, Su Ming only regards the talisman as an important means of making money, and is not actually a real talisman practitioner.

Chang Yun is different. The talisman is the foundation of the immortal way for him. His strength and cultivation are closely related to the talisman.

If we only talk about the success rate of refining talismans, Su Ming may be comparable to Chang Yun, but when it comes to the use of the talisman, Su Ming can't compare with Chang Yun.

After all, even for immortal cultivators, energy is limited, and Su Ming has not invested enough time in studying the talisman.

The bamboo slip-like Xuan Fu Ce beside Chang Yun suddenly unfolded, holding up a green protective shield to block the pink mist, and at the same time raised his finger to point out a spiritual light on the Xuanniao Fiery Talisman.

"Forbidden!"

With a low hum, in Zhang Sifan's perception, his spiritual imprint on the Xuanniao Fiery Talisman was instantly cut off.

What made him even more unbelievable was that the talisman, which had been stimulated by the magic power, actually calmed down under Chang Yun's finger, and the originally surging magic power fluctuations seemed to be extinguished.

"Talisman Secret Method!"

Zhang Sifan couldn't help but exclaimed, guessing the method used by Chang Yun.

This was not over yet. Chang Yun raised his hand and waved it, and the sealed Xuanniao Fiery Talisman turned into a red stream of light and flew towards Zhang Sifan.

"Explode!"

Chang Yun pinched the magic formula with one hand, and the spiritual energy on the Xuanniao Fiery Talisman surged again, turning into a flaming Xuanniao flying towards Zhang Sifan.

"I underestimated you!"

Seeing this, Zhang Sifan could only stop attacking, waving the peach blossom fan to raise a gust of wind and blowing towards the flaming Xuanniao.

The fight between the two was only between lightning and flint. With a "bang!", both sides were pushed back ten feet away, and after stabilizing their bodies in mid-air, they looked at their opponents with serious eyes.

After stabilizing his body, Chang Yun's consciousness moved slightly and sensed something. His face suddenly changed, and he looked at Liu Yan, who was held in his left hand, with cold eyes.

In the consciousness, Liu Yan's breath was weak, and the soul in his body was incomplete. It was obvious that Zhang Sifan had just done something.

"What grudge do you have with my nephew that made you use your magic power to perform the magic soul extraction technique!"

Chang Yun raised his hand and pushed, using his magic power to send Liu Yan's body to the distant woods. He looked at Zhang Sifan coldly. At present, Liu Yan's soul was incomplete, and he might become an idiot if he was rescued.

"Humph, stop talking nonsense!"

Zhang Sifan was in no mood to talk nonsense with Chang Yun. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the peach blossom fan in front of him turned into a three-meter-high peach blossom tree with a spiritual light. It was obvious that he used the spiritual weapon to transform.

He didn't have a magic weapon like the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" to store souls. If he delayed for a long time, his soul would be incomplete, and the memory in his soul would also be lost.

If Chang Yun hadn't been chasing him relentlessly, Zhang Sifan wouldn't have used the soul extraction technique. Otherwise, if he hadn't found any information about the Fire Cloud Seal, his work today would have been in vain.

After using the spiritual energy to transform, a faint peach blossom scent filled the air nearby.

Chang Yun's eyes fixed on this, holding his breath, and unfolding the magic shield.

At the same time, he pinched the magic formula in his hand and also used the magic weapon transformation technique. The green light of the Xuan Fu Ce in front of him was shining, and then it turned into a green bamboo.

Quick battle and quick decision!

One strike determines the outcome!

Zhang Sifan felt that less than half of the liquid magic power in his body was left, his face condensed, and a peach blossom mark appeared between his eyebrows. It was also the secret method of "Peach Blossom Six Desires".

After activating the secret method, Zhang Sifan formed a seal with his hands and suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood on the peach tree in front of him.

The pink flowers on the peach tree suddenly turned blood red, and the spiritual power fluctuations rose by 30% again. At the same time, a spiritual light appeared on the peach blossom mark on Zhang Sifan's forehead and sank into the spiritual weapon in front of him.

"Six desires confuse the soul, seven emotions move the soul..."

"Wine and sex are rampant, peach blossoms kill seven!"

"Destroy!"

Zhang Sifan made a seal with one hand, shouted in a low voice, raised his hand and waved his sleeves.

A strong wind suddenly blew in front of the blood-colored peach tree in front of him, carrying a large number of red petals emitting spiritual fluctuations, attacking Chang Yun, with a force that was no weaker than that of an ordinary mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, and even stronger.

"Hmph, take your head back, so that you can give an explanation to my junior brother!"

Chang Yun snorted coldly and glanced at the unconscious Liu Yan with his peripheral vision.

Given Su Ming's personality, he was willing to take care of Liu Yan on the battlefield. The two of them must have a deep friendship. Since he failed to save Liu Yan, Chang Yun could only help him get revenge.

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