"coming!"
The moment Qinghong appeared, the demonic side, who were already wary of each other, suddenly tightened their hearts and became even more alert.
At the same time, the two elders of the Qi family immediately looked at each other, then abandoned their opponents, mobilized their own magic power to turn into two lights and shadows, one black and one white, to greet the visitor.
"Brother Mo..." Qi Huaiyuan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately sent a message to remind him, but he saw that the other party's reaction was faster. A white light flashed around him, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in another place. In the mid-air not far ahead, it was Liu Chengfeng.
Qi Huaiyuan did not hesitate and immediately stood in front of Chen Tianyang. Although his strength is inferior to that of his opponent, he is not afraid of it. At least it is still possible to entangle the opponent.
Moreover, although the number of our own alchemy-formation monks is smaller, most of them are in the mid-to-late stage. With the support of the large formation behind them, they can escape and evade at any time. The other party can only watch helplessly and does not dare to pursue in depth.
At this time, the two elders of the Qi family had already exerted the "Yin Yang Snow Melting Technique" to the extreme. One yin and one yang complemented each other and fought together with the flying old man surnamed Ma.
The latter was also a little surprised. These two old guys were not young, not much younger than him. Judging from the strength they were showing now, they really had not wasted their years.
He also put away his contemptuous thoughts and began to become serious. Even though he was already a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, there were many weird things in the world of cultivation. If he was really careless and capsized in the gutter, wouldn't he be wronged? die?
Thinking of this, the magic tricks in his hands suddenly changed, and a ruler-shaped magic weapon in the mid-air shone with brilliance and power under his control.
Elsewhere, Liu Chengfeng and Chen Tianyang, who were stopped, had a different scene. Needless to say, the latter was already fighting with Qi Huaiyuan.
Liu Chengfeng, on the other hand, did not take action immediately. Instead, he looked at the person in front of him leisurely and sneered:
"Mo Juren, are you really easy for me to find?"
"Mo is also very strange. You and I have no grievances, so why do you insist on staring at me? Even if you owe the Yue family a favor, you won't go to this extent and won't give up for decades? "The other party was willing to chat, so Mo Juren was naturally happy to delay it, with a suitably puzzled look on his face.
"Why not?" Liu Chengfeng's eyes flashed slightly, but his words were cold,
"In the past, when Liu was still weak, I almost died due to some reasons. It was the head of the Yue family at that time who took action in time and saved my life. The grace of saving my life is so great. If I ignore it, wouldn't it be ungrateful?"
"Fellow Daoist Liu is so attached to love and justice, Mo admires him in his heart." Mo Juren seemed to believe what he said, with unabashed admiration in his expression, but the conversation suddenly changed,
"However, this matter was clearly caused by Yue Feng's ambush in advance, and Mo Mou was lucky enough to kill him later. He is to blame himself. You can't blame me. Liu Daoyou is so righteous and righteous, so why did he pursue me instead? Isn't he aiding the evildoer?"
"You have a sharp tongue!" Liu Chengfeng was immediately offended by the other party's words. He did not tell the real reason, but blamed it all on repaying his kindness. In the end, he used it to turn against the general. This man named Mo He is even so good at sophistry.
Yue Feng and the other party belong to different camps. A wise soldier never tires of deceit. Is there any difference in the means used? Whether it was an ambush or a counter-attack, it was all reasonable and there was nothing to criticize.
However, since the other party killed Yue Feng, there is nothing wrong with the Yue family seeking revenge on him, let alone aiding the tyranny. The other party is clearly just messing around.
On the contrary, my own purpose is a little impure. Repaying kindness is inevitable, the key is the cause and effect with the Yue family. If it is not resolved, it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation.
Over the years, he has deeply felt the strangeness of the "Zhengyuan Jue" he practiced. It was originally a top-level skill. After reaching the peak of the late stage of pill formation, the speed of practice became extremely slow. What's even more frightening is that his mood has also begun to change, becoming ups and downs, difficult to calm down, and even showing signs of regression.
He knew that this was the backlash of the technique. "Zhengyuan Jue" is extremely sensitive to the power of cause and effect. If it is not resolved, there is no way to enter the Nascent Soul stage in this life.
In short, whether it is to repay a favor or to pursue his own path, he and the person in front of him will definitely fight to the death.
Thinking of this, he no longer concealed the murderous intent in his eyes, and said in a cold voice,
"Mo, no matter how sophistical you are, if you kill Junior Brother Yue, you will pay for it with your life. It's useless to say more, so go die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the techniques in his hands suddenly changed, and a huge gold pen that was originally suspended in the air suddenly flashed with golden light and shot towards the opponent like a spear.
"The murderous intention in this old guy's heart is so strong, he really wants to kill me!" Mo Juren snorted in his heart, guessing that the other party's previous explanation must have something to hide.
He didn't want to kill the other party, but the current situation was obviously unrealistic and there were too many things to worry about. Unless there is a way to restrain it, even if he tries his best, he cannot kill the other party.
Moreover, the situation is not suitable. If you really go all out and cannot kill the opponent, all the cards in your hand will be exposed, which is not cost-effective.
The top priority is to waste time with the other party, delaying for a long time and a day, and then you will be done with the arrival of the Nascent Soul Stage monks on your side.
The thoughts in his mind were racing, and he immediately controlled the flying sword to fight with the flying golden pen.
In order to paddle through the water, he had been using a hundred-year-old ice soul black crystal sword. Despite this, the cold air emitted could not be underestimated, and it continued to erode the golden pen during the fight.
However, what surprised him was that every time he was shrouded in cold air, the golden pen would light up with a layer of golden glow, instantly sweeping away the cold air and not being able to touch the opponent's body at all.
"This is the extremely cold air!" Liu Chengfeng's eyes flashed slightly, but he did not show any surprise. He sneered,
"I have long heard Mo Xiaosheng mention that your magic weapon contains a strange cold energy, which can even affect the spirituality of the magic weapon. Now it seems that there is indeed some knowledge. However, I added a large amount of Yanyang Gold when refining the Jinxia Pen. With the most yang attribute, how can I be afraid of your slight coldness?"
"Fire Yang Gold!" Mo Juren frowned. He naturally knew that this material belonged to the Sun and had a strong resistance to the erosion of cold air. However, if a hundred years old can withstand it, what about a thousand years?
In the blink of an eye, two more sword lights flew out of the body. They were the remaining two swords, one of which was the one that had been successfully cultivated.
The three swords came out at once and besieged Jinxiabi, especially the Millennium Ice Soul Xuanjing Sword. The extremely cold air emitted was so strong that it turned into a cold mist and enveloped the opponent in it.
"Hey!" Liu Chengfeng also noticed something strange. The extremely cold air had obviously increased by more than one level. Even though his Jinxia Pen's yang energy was extremely strong, it was still slightly affected. Moreover, he could clearly feel that the cold energy in the opponent's flying sword seemed to be endless, which was a bit troublesome.
His Jinxia Brush was only mixed with Yanyang Gold, a material of the highest yang, but it was not used to fight the cold. If we still use this method of confrontation, it will obviously be unwise to use our own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points.
"I underestimated you!"
Liu Chengfeng snorted coldly, and made the seal with his hands again. The golden cloud pen suddenly began to move at high speed, and in an instant, a huge golden "vine" character was outlined in the void. The next moment, the golden characters suddenly changed and turned directly into dense golden vines, entwining towards the three flying swords.
Mo Juren couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party had such a weird trick. Could it be some kind of Confucian secret method?
He quickly controlled the flying sword to avoid it, but the golden vines were extremely fast, chasing after the flying sword without stopping.
The other party had moved again, and the golden pen continued to wave. A large golden word 'trapped' appeared again, and turned into a golden prison, completely sealing the nearby mid-air in the blink of an eye.
It was only a brief blockade, and it instantly broke open under the strike of the flying sword. However, it still hindered it for a moment, buying the golden vine time.
In an instant, the three flying swords were overtaken by golden vines almost at the same time, and then wrapped around them.
Seeing this, Liu Chengfeng's eyes flashed with pride, and he controlled the Jinxia Pen again. Suddenly, a golden word 'burn' appeared in an instant. The next moment, unknown golden flames filled the air, and the vines that trapped the three flying swords followed. Burned violently.
"What a weird flame!" The magic weapon and its owner were connected mentally. The moment the golden flame burned, Mo Juren immediately felt something strange. The flame was not a real flame, it seemed like an illusion, but it could be transmitted to his body through the flying sword, directly burning his consciousness. If he were an ordinary monk, he might really be injured.
This is probably the reason why Liu Chengfeng is so confident. Unfortunately, with the strength of Mo Juren's spiritual consciousness and the use of the Dayan Jue on spiritual consciousness, this invisible flame has no effect on him at all.
His expression did not change at all, but with a thought in his mind, the Ice Soul Xuanjing Sword's entire body surged with cold light, directly extinguishing the surrounding golden flames.
Seeing that the other party was no different and even broke his own golden flame, Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes. Although it was just a test, it had already confirmed the fact that this person was not in vain.
His Jinxia Flame is a special spiritual flame condensed from Confucianism and Taoism secrets. It is invisible and formless, specializing in the enemy's consciousness. Unexpectedly, it had no effect at all.
Then there is only one possibility. Not only is the other party's spiritual consciousness powerful, but he also knows some special spiritual consciousness techniques, otherwise it is impossible to escape unscathed.
He also knew about the opponent's 'records' over the years. He didn't believe it at first, but he didn't expect that it was much stronger than he expected.
At least, if you want to take it down in one fell swoop or inflict heavy damage, you won't be able to use these ordinary methods. I'm afraid you will have to use some trump cards.
Unfortunately, in this situation, the opponent is very close to the formation and can escape at any time. Even if he uses his trump card, there is a high probability that he will be unable to do anything to the opponent.
With a thought in his mind, he immediately beckoned and took the golden pen in the air back into his palm, and sneered:
"It is said that your qualifications, Mo Juren, are unparalleled. You are a genius rarely seen in thousands of years, and your strength is far higher than that of the same level. But Liu doesn't really believe it. This is really not a suitable place. Why don't you and I find another place? A quick and enjoyable battle can be regarded as the settlement of the grudge between you and me.
I can promise that no matter whether we win or lose after this battle, all grievances will be wiped out and I will never be entangled with you again. How about it, do you dare to come with me? "
"Not interested!" Mo Juren replied directly without thinking.
"You, cough..." Liu Chengfeng got such an answer as soon as he finished speaking, and was choked to death. Speaking of which, you surnamed Mo are so famous and your fighting ability is real. Don't you feel embarrassed to say such cowardly words in front of countless people?
Mo Juren understood the other party's thoughts, and he just wanted to provoke him and lead him to a remote place to attack. The other party probably has some trump card, so he is so confident.
He was actually very moved. The other party had a trump card, and he didn't lack it either. He even used some thought and tricks to lure the opponent into a large formation a hundred miles away, with a 90% chance of killing him in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, such thoughts only occurred for a moment before he was extinguished. That was the back-up he had prepared for himself, to save his life. How could he waste it on Liu Chengfeng so easily?
He really wanted to kill the other party, but exposing his backhand for a guy he didn't care about for a long time was not worth the gain.
The two suddenly became a little embarrassed. They both wanted to kill each other, but they both knew that judging from the current situation, it was impossible to do so. In this way, there is no point in fighting, and the desire in the heart to continue taking action instantly becomes extremely low.
However, other people nearby were fighting fiercely, so the two of them couldn't just stand here stupidly. Then they looked at each other and started fighting again by controlling the magic weapon in a "tacit understanding".
However, both parties have obviously restrained themselves a lot. It seems that the exchange between you and me is very intense, but it is just pretending.
The two of them knew very well that the real key role was the Nascent Soul Stage monk. Only when the other side won the victory would the situation truly change.
At this time, in another place in the sky, the battle between the old man named Ma and the two elders of the Qi family was full of dangers.
"Yin Yang Snow Melting Technique" is worthy of being the legendary top skill. The two elders are at the peak of the late stage of elixir formation, and with two complementary natal magic weapons, one yin and one yang, they can even compete with the old man surnamed Ma under full force.
The old man surnamed Ma was also very helpless. The dignified Yuanying-stage monk was entangled with two juniors in the Dan-formation stage, but he never made substantial progress. He was really a little depressed.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that he didn't use his full strength. It wasn't because he was concerned about face, but because he was considering his own safety.
The Yuling Sect must already know the situation here. If they send Nascent Soul Stage monks over, they will probably be able to arrive in time at the fastest half a day.
He was not sure whether his guess was correct, nor did he know who was coming and how many people would be dispatched. However, facing monks of the same level, he did not dare to be careless and it was necessary to retain some of his strength.
(End of chapter)
