Wu Lei fell in front of Liu Zhen, and He Jietong quickly stepped aside and supported Liu Zhen while looking at Wu Lei warily.
"There will always be only one Qingyang son in the Qingyang Sect, and the three techniques of Qingyang Yuyan Jue are also unique. Things that do not belong to you do not belong to you after all. No matter how demanding or persistent you are, you cannot take other people's things as your own. Own."
"Brother, stop talking."
He Jietong could feel Liu Zhen's body trembling. He didn't want his Taoist heart to be frustrated and wanted to stop Wu Lei, but Wu Lei glanced at him coldly, making him dare not say anything more.
"People need to know their level clearly. If you just look up, you won't be able to catch the clouds in the sky. But if you can look down at the ground under your feet, you can still climb mountains. It's also an inherited skill, but if you really fight, Junior Brother He's Qingyang Yuyan Jue's middle three techniques may not be inferior to your half bucket of water. Even if you can beat him, it won't be easy. I heard that you won the Qingyang Competition ten years ago. Junior Brother Cao, but now ten years later, you can't even take one of his moves."
Liu Zhen's body shook violently. Under He Jietong's worry, he calmed down quickly, almost making He Jietong think it was an illusion.
"Senior brother..."
"hehe."
An inappropriate sneer came, and Yuan Cheng, who had been watching from the side, walked out.
"Junior Brother Wu, when did you become so fond of training people? Your words may sound harsh, but it seems like you are not just talking about the two of them, right? However, it is not good to force a fellow junior to take action."
"The people who just stood by and watched are not qualified to say this."
Wu Lei had naturally noticed Yuan Cheng's presence a long time ago, but ignored him. His thoughts were only on Liu Zhen and He Jietong. His original intention was to let the two fight, but Liu Zhen's tenacity exceeded him. As expected, it turned out to be a fight between him and Liu Zhen, which turned into a farce.
"We haven't seen each other for many years, but my junior brother's temper is still the same."
Yuan Cheng shrugged, but didn't care at all. He just stared at Wu Lei with burning eyes.
"It's rare for us senior brothers to see each other, how about we have a few drinks together and catch up on old times?"
"I have nothing to say to you."
After Wu Lei said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Yuan Cheng's movement was like lightning, appearing in front of him and blocking his way.
"Step aside!"
"Junior brother..."
As Wu Lei's sword energy erupted, Yuan Chengyi's sword energy also surged. Cracks spread out on the masonry floor under his feet. Countless small cracks also appeared on the wall, and lime fell off the surface.
The random collision between the two was far more powerful than Liu Zhen's sword power just now. Liu Zhen, who realized this, could not help but grit his teeth and clenched his fists.
"Senior Brother Wu and Senior Brother Yuan are both strong men at the pinnacle of the Danyuan Realm. Their cultivation realm is far beyond our reach. It is not a shame to defeat them..."
He Jietong wanted to comfort Liu Zhen, but he didn't know where to start. He didn't stop talking, but he didn't continue because he found that Liu Zhen didn't listen to his words, and he couldn't help but worry secretly. .
Wu Lei's figure was illusory, and he had already dodged to the left, but Yuan Cheng followed him like a shadow, always standing in front of him, blocking his way, and he was surprisingly relaxed.
"Although you have been away from the Qingyang Sect for many years, you still haven't fallen behind in your practice. Fortunately, I have worked hard enough, otherwise I might have been overtaken by you. Junior Brother Wu, you can't get rid of me. Answer a few of my questions, and I think you Have you met Senior Brother Nie and Junior Sister Su, right? How are they doing? Can you tell me?"
"Looking for them, what do you want?"
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, but we have to meet again."
"Just meeting?"
Wu Lei landed on the ground and looked coldly at Yuan Cheng, who was still standing in front of him. Yuan Cheng did not dare to relax, for fear that Wu Lei would walk away in a daze.
Wu Lei said: "Senior Brother Yuan, you haven't changed. You are still so stubborn. No one can change you."
Yuan Cheng smiled and said: "There is a person who can easily change me, you know."
"The two of them have become Taoist couples now. Even if you find them, what will happen?"
A flash of pain and loneliness flashed in Yuan Cheng's eyes, but it was covered up immediately, as if it had never appeared before, and he said casually: "I know this better than you."
Now that we know it, what can we do?
There are many unexplainable principles in the world. We know it clearly, but find it difficult to implement it. We know it is wrong, but we make it again and again.
"Tell me, where are they?"
Wu Lei shook his head and said, "They don't want to see you."
Yuan Cheng's sword finger moved slightly, and a spiritual sword was held in his hand.
Seeing this, Wu Lei drew a semicircle with his right hand in front of his body, and he took out a long sword from the void.
The two swords were similar in style, but Wu Lei's sword appeared thicker, dark in color, and blocked, while Yuan Cheng's sword was dexterous and glowing red, with tongues of fire trembling.
He Jietong glanced at Liu Zhen and explained: "That is Senior Brother Wu's spiritual sword. The name of the sword is Nether Fire. It is made of Nine Nether Black Iron. He also went to the Netherworld to guard the ghost land and killed ghosts as sacrifices to the sword. Therefore, the sword's nature is To resist the cold, use the fire controlled by this sword to fight against the enemy. If it is burned by the fire, it will freeze, which is extremely difficult, but even in the Qingyang Sect, it was rare to see him using the ghost fire."
Liu Zhen held the Sun Bathing Sword tightly, the flames on the sword were spitting out, but it looked lifeless.
Yuan Cheng used a move to cut off the water flow. The sword energy he wielded rubbed against the air and produced flames, which were directed towards Wu Lei. It seemed that he intended to dispel the cold air from his body, but the flames were easily blown away by another person. Devoured by fire.
The flame was pale, and the dim appearance did not look like a flame. It was also very cold and uncomfortable. It was also the first time for Liu Zhen to encounter such a flame.
"Is this his true strength?"
Liu Zhen thought to himself that although he knew that Wu Lei could not use all his strength against him, he still found it difficult to accept when he found out that there was such a disparity in strength. What he had learned was clearly the Qingyang Clan's strongest method - Qingyang Yu. Yan Jue's top three techniques, his own qualifications are not bad, he can be regarded as a genius, but why ten years has allowed him to distance himself from those who have defeated him.
An inexplicable resentment arose from the bottom of his heart. When Liu Zhen realized that this resentment was related to Qing Yangzi, he quickly pinched it away in a panic.
Yuan Cheng laughed loudly and said: "Junior brother, your Nether Fire and my Li Huo are sworn enemies. They haven't fought each other for so many years. They are both very hungry and happy. Let's have a good fight. However, the flames It should look like a flame. This low-temperature flame is so mysterious that it is no longer a flame, but Qingyang Yuyan Jue is a sword technique for controlling fire."
Yuan Cheng's whole body was covered in vermilion flames. The flames burned violently, scorching the ground and walls, but he was unscathed by the flames, and he pounced directly on Wu Lei's pale flames.
The two flames collided and devoured each other, and neither could destroy the other. However, Yuan Cheng and Wu Lei leaned forward. In just a few breaths, the two of them had fought dozens of times, and after they separated, they pounced on each other.
Liu Zhen broke away from He Jietong's hand and stood up on his own. His face looked much better under the flames, but his face was still not good-looking. In the two groups of completely different flames, Yuan Cheng and Wu Lei were fighting, neither letting the other go. , their cultivation strength is far superior to their own.
The pale flame condensed into a fireball and suddenly rose, and almost at the same time, the vermilion flame also condensed into a fireball and rose together. Wu Lei and Yuan Cheng raised their swords high, holding the fireball as if they were holding the scorching sun. It's just that the lower part of the fireball is half missing, more like a wisp of the setting sun.
A profound artistic conception emanated from the two people's bodies, affecting the moods of Liu Zhen and He Jietong. The two people's artistic conceptions were very different. Wu Lei revealed death, while Yuan Cheng revealed life.
The two of them seemed to be incompatible with each other, everything was exactly the opposite.
He Jietong's face turned pale, and he pulled Gu Chen back and said, "Let's stay away, they are going to use the Inclined Sun."
Leaning Yang is the last of the three techniques in the Qingyang Yuyan Jue. Using artistic conception to control the sword raises the power of the sword to an unimaginable level. This artistic conception-filled sword is filled with the power of destruction, and it will destroy the sword. Opponents clashed.
He Jietong could not imagine that Wu Lei and Yuan Cheng would actually use the tilting sun move on each other. Now it was meaningless to find out who used it first. He just wanted to take Liu Zhen away as soon as possible.
