He raised his index finger and shook it, and then said:
"Most of the alchemy masters are weak in cultivation, and they are always accompanied by followers to protect them in case of unexpected events, but you are a bare-bones one, and this is the second reason."
Looking at Qingyun's face getting darker and darker, the man laughed and continued to talk:
"As for the third one, I heard you talk shamelessly about being a disciple of Zhijing Dongtian as early as Xuanzang in the city. But any idiot with some knowledge knows that Zhijing Dongtian has two palaces and four caves, and the identity jade cards are of different colors. You Although the workmanship of this precious gourd and jade tablet can be mistaken for the real thing, the color is mixed and impure, so it is clearly a forgery!"
"Hey, I said..."
Just as the young man was about to speak, the man named Yang frowned and interrupted very displeasedly:
"Shut up! Ahem, based on the above, Yang concludes that you are a fraud who pretends to be the Alchemist of Zhijing Cave!"
Sure enough, as soon as the man finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from behind Qingyun. The honest-looking strong man's hands were red and swollen, while the monk surnamed Zhang whistled and activated the flattery attack.
"Senior Brother Yang is unparalleled in his wit and scheming."
"Senior Brother Yang plans to destroy the world."
"Senior Brother Yang shocked the past and the present."
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Looking back, the young master's originally livid face turned red with anger, and then he couldn't hold it back any longer and burst into laughter.
"I didn't kill you in the sneak attack just now. I don't want to kill you, so get out of here."
After saying that, the young master immediately put away his momentum and prepared to leave directly, muttering in his mouth:
"They are really a bunch of living treasures."
"Boy, stop!"
Before the senior brother could speak, the junior brother Zhang, who was holding a treasure lantern, stopped in front of Qingyun with a ruthless look on his face.
"I don't think you have been doing this kind of murderous and hustling business for a long time. Get out of here before I get angry."
The power of the true spirit was slightly released, and Qingyun's evil energy from ancient times instantly made the man shiver.
"Boy, don't show off your wealth and wait for Hejuan to come back from Xuanzang. If you have to go to this wilderness alone and pretend to be the Alchemist of Zhijing Cave, if I go and sue you, you will definitely die without a burial place. Those who are sensible should quickly hand over all the spiritual stones and treasures, otherwise..."
As soon as he said this, Qingyun couldn't help but turn around and look at the smart monk named Yang like a fool, and said angrily and funnyly:
"Okay, then you can go ahead and file a lawsuit. My name is Qingyun, and I am a student of Tianjiangyun Cave in Zhijing Cave. Remember, you must let me die without a burial place."
"Impossible, you can never be a disciple of Jiangyundong, because the disciple jade token of Jiangyundong..."
Ignoring this person and continuing to talk nonsense, the young master turned around and left.
"Made, sir, this is the first time I've encountered a fool who robs someone and talks so much nonsense."
"Shut up! Do you dare to call me stupid?"
The word "idiot" immediately aroused his hair and beard to stand out. The flames on the long sword that had been dying suddenly rose up, and then he flew towards Qingyun.
Upon seeing this, the other two monks from the Earth Fire Palace quickly rushed towards Qingyun, apparently preparing to surround him.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"
The young man was already on guard. He kicked his feet together and jumped on top of the three of them in an instant. Then he took advantage of the opportunity to turn over and used the "Wind Rolling Cloud" move!
It's one of the Cloud-Piercing Palm Techniques!
The young master once ridiculed Feng Ziyu's Cloud Piercer Palm for being too fancy and not powerful enough. But when he really concentrated on practicing these eight palm techniques, he discovered that this set of palm techniques was really exquisite!
Unlike the Fantasy Sword of the Heavens, the eight movements of the Cloud Piercing Palm do not pay attention to the step-by-step process. Each move and each move can be said to be quite independent. As long as the aptitude is not too bad and you are willing to work hard and practice hard, you can basically master it.
But as his practice progresses, Qingyun often has different understandings of this palm technique. Even the last move, "Eight Styles of Cloud Piercer", he still can't use!
It's not that the moves are too difficult, but that if you want to complete the eighth move, you need to have a deep understanding of each of the first seven moves before they can be combined into one.
But even though Qingyun had mastered the seven palms in just a few months, he still could not master them. It was a pity that he did not dare to underestimate the protective palm technique that Feng Yuqian passed on to his daughter.
Of course, another point is that although Feng Ziyu's cultivation level is a whole level higher than him, he is a daughter's family, and he is not a demon cultivator like Ying Hong. His physical strength can be said to be mediocre.
But when this set of palm skills came into Qingyun's hands, its power could be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes!
"Feng Juan Can Yun" focuses on bombarding the enemy with wide open and wide palm power, causing damage in a wide range. Although there are only three people underground, in order to kill the opponent, the young man came up and used this palm.
Sure enough, with his powerful spiritual power combined with Qingyun's strong physical body, Qingyun, who used Cloud Piercer Palm against an enemy for the first time, got off to a good start!
The monk surnamed Zhang originally released a magnificent spiritual fire from the treasure lantern, as if he wanted to burn the blue clouds. Unexpectedly, the wind and residual clouds were too strong, and they were directly blown away by his vast palm wind, and he was almost knocked down directly. !
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
The deep man called out to his senior brother, leaped forward with a big stride, raised two short axes and struggled for several breaths, and then he was able to stop Fengjuan Canyun.
"Get away!"
With just one palm strike, the monk surnamed Yang finally realized how extraordinary Qingyun was.
He quickly put away his previous contempt and disdain and formed a seal with one hand. Immediately, the flames of the sword surged and instantly turned into a giant pillar of fire that was seven or eight feet long, slamming into Qingyun!
"Well done!"
The power of the Cloud Piercing Palm made Qingyun overjoyed. In terms of physical strength, the young master now thought that he was no less than Yu Shao!
However, he also knew that it was impossible for a monk in the Concentration Realm to fight with his physical body alone.
Before the pillar of fire even came forward, bursts of heat had rippled the air. With a thought, black light suddenly seeped out from Qingyun's right hand, and then quickly formed a black gauntlet!
Regardless of the surging sea of fire, Qingyun surged forward bravely. With the help of the spiritual power wielded by the unknown monk with a short ax, he flew up again and used another move of Cloud Piercer Palm!
"Split the clouds and pierce the rocks!"
With a low voice, the young master used the same palm that Feng Ziyu had used against him!
The so-called "Splitting Clouds and Chuanshi" originally meant "Splitting Clouds and Chuanshi" to describe the high and loud sound. The senior who created this palm technique named it "Splitting Clouds and Chuanshi".
This means that the force of the palm is concentrated to a point and then explodes with the force of thunder, forming a powerful but extremely fine force, causing very large lethality.
Qingyun now thinks back on it, Feng Ziyu was really not bragging when he said she was merciful!
I saw that as the young master struck out with the hand armor transformed from the Immortal Punishment, an empty round hole immediately appeared on the huge pillar of fire, and his right palm was not injured at all due to the protection of the hand armor.
Before the two fools below could shout loudly, the round hole exploded instantly, blowing the pillar of fire into sparks all over the sky, and the subsequent huge explosion once again shocked the two of them to the point of falling, making them dizzy. Dazzling.
"Awesome, really awesome! Hahaha!"
Qingyun is now extremely elated. In addition to the surprises brought by the shocking power of the Cloud-Piercing Palm, the more important thing is that he is completely immersed in the pleasure of "free prostitution".
After all, the young man who came from a poor family has always felt that as long as it doesn’t cost money, it is the best thing in the world.
But, Yang can cultivate the Yuan Hua Realm to the later stage without worrying about breaking through the concentration. Naturally, he will not only have one or two brushes like this.
Before Qingyun could get excited for too long, he saw the sword flowers of monk surnamed Yang fluttering, and the flames all over the sky were instantly absorbed into the sword body like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
And he himself stepped on the remaining flames and flew through the void like a wind-controlling monk. With astonishing spiritual pressure, he came towards Qingyun quickly!
Taking a deep breath, Qingyun still didn't call out Zang Feng. After feeling the magic of the black armor transformed by the Immortal Punishment, he planned to use this to have a close combat with the opponent!
This black gauntlet is much more spiritual than Zang Feng. As soon as the young master put his hands together, the original single gauntlet was split into two, and his left hand was also covered with a layer of identical black armor!
Even if his mind moved at will, Qingyun only subconsciously felt that the sticky black light was not beautiful. Immortal Punishment instantly evolved into dense scales, and the tile light was as bright as porcelain!
Hearing a sharp stabbing sound, the young man was sent flying by the sword of the monk surnamed Yang. But what made him excited was that the mysterious immortal punishment actually left him unscathed. Not even a scratch was left.
Of course, the opponent's prepared sword made his arms numb, and Qingyun even felt blood seeping out from his pores.
"Senior brother's rainbow bridge of lights has become more and more condensed, even compared to the wind-controlling monk's ethereal crossing!"
Falling down hard, the young master immediately smashed the loose ground into a huge circular pit, while the monk surnamed Yang came on the flames with loud praise, his proud face was full of disdain, and said:
"Get up, boy, didn't you say that if we don't drink the fine wine when we toast, look, who is taking the fine wine now?"
A carp was erect, Qingyun calmly patted the dust on his body, and then twisted his wrist, a trace of evil blood flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, the late Yuan Hua realm is really powerful. It seems that Fudo Zhenzhen is invincible."
After saying that, a majestic momentum suddenly erupted. Not to mention the two juniors on the ground who were in the middle stage of Yuanhua Realm, even the monk surnamed Yang in the air was frightened by this ferocious momentum. The red robe was even more automatic. Hunting sound.
"How could this...the early stage of the Yuan Hua Realm have such an intimidating momentum? Impossible!"
With his long sword across the fence, this man no longer dared to feel any slightest indifference in his heart, and was preparing to stand ready. Unexpectedly, Qingyun first showed him a cruel and handsome smile, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye!
The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of the two younger brothers from the Earth Fire Palace!
"you dare!"
It is said that to capture thieves first, capture the king, but my idea is to kill them all. Instead of fighting with Yang for a long time, it is better to kill the two rookies first, so as not to exhaust myself later. A fish slipped through the net.
