The direct disciple turned a blind eye to the fierce look in Leader Ge's eyes and said calmly: "I won't talk nonsense anymore. Hand over these people and the matter will be settled."
As soon as these words came out, not only Leader Ge, but everyone present in the Biwu Alliance, regardless of their level of cultivation, became violently murderous. The person with the highest cultivation level among the four Nascent Souls and who had reached the Great Perfection state could hardly help but take action. But he was pushed back by Leader Ge.
"Okay, what a view of Taichu!"
Leader Ge was so angry that he laughed instead.
"It's true that all the Taoists in the world are afraid of you!"
The might of the god transformed like a raging wave blasted towards the Taichu audience, as if the sky was darkened.
The direct disciple snorted, as if a ferocious beast escaped from her body, and the pressure of the late Nascent Soul burst out.
The two pressures collided, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was squeezed out into shining arcs of light. The exhaust air waves generated violent winds, destroying large areas of plants on the ground.
The expressions of the direct disciples did not change, but Leader Ge's eyes showed solemnity. He didn't suffer any loss in this test just now. It can be said that he had a slight advantage.
However, considering the gap between the realms of the early stage of transformation and the late stage of Yuanying, they only have a slight advantage, but they are actually inferior.
The four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Biwu Alliance also noticed this, and their expressions changed.
Top sects, elite disciples, and leapfrogging enemies are the foundation among foundations and the norm among normalcy.
It was only then that they remembered the rumors that were once considered exaggerated. While their beliefs were shaken, they also got a glimpse of the majesty of the supreme sect.
Leader Ge only felt that he was in a dilemma. If he hands people over too easily, he will definitely lose all his majesty, and his subordinates will inevitably become alienated from him; if he refuses to death, a fierce battle will inevitably occur. Although the opponent only has a dozen or so people, the overall strength is still that of the Biwu Alliance. The side has an advantage, but this advantage is not big. Even if it can win, its own side will inevitably pay a heavy price.
At this time, the direct disciple sighed and said in a tone that he had expected: "Sure enough, he is unwilling to obey me, forget it. Brother Wizard——"
She turned to look at Wu Yaochen, "Just do as you say."
Wu Yaochen said hello, then stepped forward and said: "Since Leader Ge is the senior, let's give in and change to a more elegant way of handling it."
Leader Ge sneered: "Do you think I am a senior?"
Wu Yaochen turned a deaf ear and continued: "Let's make a bet. If you take three moves from me, if you can take them, we won't ask you for help anymore. But if you step back even half an inch within three moves, then I'll ask you to make it easier for me."
After he finished speaking, there was another commotion in the Biwu League.
That direct disciple was in the late stage of Yuanying after all, but this one was not a direct disciple, and was clearly only in the early stage of Yuanying. He was a whole realm different from Leader Ge, yet he dared to make such a bet. It was simply arrogant.
Unlike everyone who was filled with indignation, Leader Ge did not feel dissatisfied. He looked deeply at Wu Yaochen, with no sign of contempt in his eyes. Under his sleeves and robe, his slightly red palms were still trembling.
Just now, he waved out the sea of fire with ease, seemingly casually, but in fact, there is still a burning breath lingering in his hand, causing a continuous burning sensation.
With such domineering and magical fire-based skills, the bet proposed by the other party is by no means an underestimation of the enemy. However, this is indeed a good method, which not only avoids a complete rift between the two parties, but also minimizes the losses. Besides, he only caught three moves. As a god-transforming monk, if he didn't agree, wouldn't he be laughed at and show his cowardice?
Leader Ge's thoughts changed rapidly, and he immediately made up his mind and said, "One word is final."
He flew higher in a flash, and Wu Yaochen also came to the same level as him.
Leader Ge put his hands behind his back, looked at Yue Zhi Yuanting, and said in a cold voice: "Please!"
Wu Yaochen smiled, raised his hand and held out the Emperor's Edge Sword.
The long sword shone brightly in the sky, and a heat wave swept across all directions. The sudden rise in temperature exposed the monks present to the scorching heat like mortals.
Then, suddenly and unexpectedly, like the sun suddenly exploding, with a dull, soul-shaking loud noise, dazzling golden light scattered in all directions, filling everyone's vision.
The next moment, the golden sword tip was seen in front of Lord Ge. He held the blade with both hands and tried his best to prevent the sword from taking a step closer. The eyes that met Wu Yaochen were full of shock.
Wu Yaochen held the sword with one hand, and the majestic spiritual power enveloped the golden flame and rushed towards the sword tip. This was the first time he used all his strength since he was promoted to Nascent Soul. Zhu Xi's True Flame, when used to its maximum, completely destroyed all the enemy's means of resistance in an instant, whether it was spells, weapons, or the defensive runes on his robes, all were turned into nothingness by the flames, forcing the enemy to fight with his body.
The three moves are just a guise, all you need is one strike. Leader Ge finally understood at this time that the opponent had used ordinary people's inertial thinking to make people think that the last move was the most critical. However, in fact, the first move that he did not pay enough attention to was the real desperate move of the opponent.
After receiving this blow, the opponent had no more energy to use the remaining two moves. Although Leader Ge understood this, it was a little too late.
His unprotected palm was cut by the blade of the sword, and the blood was licked clean by the tongue of fire before it gushes out. The terrifying breath of fire even tried to squeeze into his meridians through the wound, burning away the spiritual energy in his body.
The pressure from the blade of the sword continued to exert itself, and the golden flame gradually spread along his hands. Although this could not hurt the monk's life, it forced him to retreat and dodge.
As soon as he said it, a flash of green light suddenly appeared behind Ge Alliance Leader's head. The green light swayed slightly, and a huge green cloud suddenly dispersed in the distant sky.
The green clouds are shining brightly, and the outline of the branches and leaves can be vaguely seen, as if the crown of a towering tree is projected into the sky by light, forming a mirage-like scene.
A clear cry echoed between the sky and the earth, and the shadow of a bird clothed in five colors flew out from the green clouds, approaching in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the virtual shadow approached the two of them, it was burned away by the flames here, and it re-condensed in an instant, and then continued to be destroyed and reborn. In a moment, it cycled like this dozens of times.
Every time it was destroyed and reborn, the shadow became more solid than the last time. After a while, it seemed to have a solid body, with bright and plump feathers appearing every detail. In contrast, the light of the Emperor's Sword quickly dimmed, and most of the heat of the flames subsided, and the pressure on Leader Ge was greatly reduced.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Yaochen's eyes sharpened, he suddenly let go of the hand holding the sword, and struck it with the hilt of the sword. This palm contains the naturally powerful physical strength of the Emperor Rong clan, and a trace of Zhu Xi's True Flame is injected into the sword body.
At the same time, he grabbed the bird's shadow that was being reborn again with his other hand.
The golden light of the Emperor's Edge Sword shone brightly, and Alliance Leader Ge felt severe pain in his hands, and bursts of burning pain came from the blood and meridians of his arms. He could no longer resist, so he let go and stepped aside. The Emperor's Edge sword passed him by, circled around and returned to Wu Yaochen's hand.
Wu Yaochen held a sword in one hand and tightly held the bird's phantom's slender neck with the other. The rebirth process of the shadow was forced to stop. It waved its incomplete beautiful wings, struggled hard, and whined and chirped.
After inspecting his own injuries, Alliance Leader Ge wanted to say something with a sullen face, but when he raised his head, he found that Wu Yaochen's attention was entirely on the shadow, and he didn't even look at himself.
Golden flames flashed in Wu Yaochen's palm. As the flames flickered, the shadow began to be reborn again, but this time its rebirth speed was slowed down countless times, allowing people to see every feather and every detail of it with the naked eye. How a piece of flesh is born from nothingness.
When it is reborn, the golden flame spits out, and it collapses and begins a new reincarnation.
It dies in the flames and comes back in the flames.
Wu Yaochen's eyes turned dim, his expression thoughtful.
"Yinfeng Wutong?"
A slightly surprised voice broke the silence in the field. The direct disciple looked at the green cloud in the distance that was gradually dissipating, and then his eyes fell back on the phantom of the bird controlled by Wu Yaochen.
The glint in the other party's eyes was caught by Alliance Leader Ge. His heart skipped a beat, but he kept his face calm and said: "It's just a broken branch, it cannot deserve the name of such a divine thing."
The direct disciple glanced at him and said nothing. Wu Yaochen finally looked away from the shadow and smiled at him:
"Senior Sister Nie is just not very strict with what she said. Leader Ge doesn't need to worry too much. The broken branch of the Phoenix Sycamore Tree can also be regarded as a treasure. If we weren't eager to get someone to complete the task, we would really want to ask Leader Ge to take a look. "
He said as he released his palms. The phantom cries and dances around him, then flies towards the path it came from and dissipates with the green clouds.
Leader Ge understood the agility in his words and his face darkened, but he did not have an attack after all.
He was silent for a moment and then said: "Chang Ying, go and bring them here."
The Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk responded yes and disappeared.
Wu Yaochen returned to Taichu Temple and his group. His direct disciples nodded slightly at him, while the others all had bright eyes and faces full of admiration.
The expressions of the people in the Biwu League were extremely complicated, with some fear, some unwillingness, and some resentment. He was just willing to admit defeat. No one dared to raise objections when Leader Ge had accepted the failure.
Not long after, the Yuanying monk returned to the field with a few people. Those people were tied up with chains engraved with runes, and they were all in a coma.
Several Jindan disciples from Taichu Temple went forward to bring the people back. The direct disciple's demeanor was more relaxed than when he first arrived, and he held his hands to Leader Ge and said, "Thank you very much."
The monks of the Biwu Alliance watched in silence as the people from Taichu Temple left. It was not until those escaping lights disappeared from the horizon that someone said: "Leader, they are really bullying people too much!"
Leader Ge was still looking at the direction the other party was leaving, and there was a sigh in his voice: "Yes, but what if I bully you? Huh, isn't this the way this world is?"
"No wonder Tai Chuguan's reputation is not as good as that of the Wufeng Sword Sect. He has to take care of how many traitors others kill, and his disciples are so arrogant. They will be punished sooner or later!"
These words provoked a sneer from Leader Ge:
"Reputation? How many spiritual stones is reputation worth?"
He turned around and walked away.
"It's all gone. Remember, for today's matter, keep your mouth shut!"
…
On the other side, the Taichu Temple group suddenly stopped. The Jindan disciples checked the people who were still in a coma. One of them said to the direct disciple: "Senior Sister Nie, the darkness we used on them before "Lun San' is still here, so we can basically rule out the possibility of Biwu League finding someone to support us."
Senior Sister Nie nodded. When she saw the masters and sisters of the foundation period, she explained: "We found these people beforehand, and secretly used the dark scattered labels. First, to prevent Biwu League from looking for scapegoats when they arrived at that time, the other was 10,000. A wizarding brother is out of hand, so that we are convenient for us to grab people and go directly to the goal, so as not to searches temporarily. "
Several disciples in the foundation period looked at each other.
"Sister, I don't quite understand. Since we have found these people before, why did we not take them away at the time and conflict with Biwu League?"
Sister Nie looked very patient in the face of the younger generations: "If they take them away quietly in private, they will not play the role of deterring Biwu League, and it will not meet the style of this door. Miscellaneous, leak the wind. "
She said straightforwardly, and several people also expressed their understanding. Someone was grateful: "Thanks to the wizard brother won the gambling contract, I was nervous at the time."
Others said: "I am also nervous, but I am worried about the regret of the surname Ge, so we really have to tear their faces with them, and we don't know how many people will die."
Sister Nie looked at the witch, "He dare not, your witch brother pressed him, he didn't want to take risks."
Several people were a little blank.
Wu Yan said with a smile: "That word is also because Sister Nie can take effect."
After he said he saw other people's faces that seemed to understand an unknown expression, he continued:
"Sister Nie, as a personal biography, is high -end. If she goes back and says it casually, Biwu League is suspected to have a real phoenix in the phoenix.
Everyone thought about it carefully, and then, there was a chill climbing up.
…
Kunhuang sects are banned, and there is a space at the bottom of the place.
Dai blue lotus swayed, and the moon white glowing stretched into the sea.
The richness of the almost liquefied aura forms a huge vortex centered on Hua Chunning and Min Xuan. They were sitting on a lotus -style stone platform face to face.
Spiritual power flows between them, from the meridians of one person to the meridians of the other, lively, smooth, and unstoppable, as if the two have become one to become a whole.
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
I don't know how long, the vortex formed by the aura gradually dissipated, the two slowly opened their eyes at the same time, and then smiled at each other.
Min Xuan lowered her head and touched it here, and Hua Chunning directly showed a quite satisfactory look with the internal body of the gods.
"In addition to helping the realm breakthrough, this combined method also helps the body's toughness. In addition to not being able to cultivate for a long time, there is no big disadvantage."
Min Xuan nodded, and looked at those aura that was overflowing in the distance, saying: "There are so many good things in this door."
"This door is somewhat different, just ..."
Hua Chunning's eyes faded down and sighed slightly.
Min Xuan pursed her lips and stared at her, and she was worried in her eyes. She immediately looked around and wanted to use something to disperse Hua Chunning's attention.
"By the way, you are now in the late period of Jindan, we can use that."
Min Xuan compared his two hands, and Hua Chun Ning suddenly became clear, his palms turned, and a silver -shining sand grain appeared in his palm.
