Sikong Zhenjiu finally reached an agreement with Sarutobi Sunyue, the envoy of the Five Elements Hall of Xuanming Palace, to pay half of the "Wuji Medical Sutra" first, and then give the other half to him after he killed Yun Fan.
On the second day, Yun Fan arranged for Ye Ruyan and Qiu Shi to go out early to investigate the situation of Bai Mo Hua, but he did not go out and instead practiced in the backyard of the inn.
Yun Fan is practicing in the backyard with a Wuji stick. These days, he has been busy with many things, including getting rid of inner demons, discussing with the righteous people about the battle to seize the seal, and finding people. He is very busy. He was dizzy and almost couldn't bear it. He hadn't practiced for more than half a month. Thinking about it, he still lived a carefree and unrestrained life in the past. To be honest, he once really thought about giving up.
But as soon as he thought of Demon Chief Daoxiao and his senior brother, as well as the master's last wish and the expectations of everyone in the righteous way, he gave up such thoughts.
Just when he was practicing vigorously, Sikong Yujiu slowly walked over. Looking at Yun Fan who was immersed in practicing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of fierceness flashed through his eyes.
A dagger slipped from Sikong Zhenjiu's sleeve and fell on his right hand. Sikong Zhenjiu held the dagger in his hand, and his figure flashed in front of Yun Fan.
He swung out his sword, and the shiny blade shone with a dazzling cold light in the sun. The sharp and terrifying sword light swept straight towards Yun Fan. Upon seeing this, Yun Fan slightly raised the corner of his mouth with a knowing smile, and then raised his hand. Stick to resist.
Yunfan's Wuji stick and the long sword in Sikong Zhenjiu's hand were exchanged, making a harsh "ding" sound, and a strong force burst out from the intersection of the sword and stick. Yunfan's arm was slightly numb, and he took two steps back, while Sikong Zhenjiu also He also took two steps back, and a look of surprise flashed across his calm eyes.
This was not the first time he had fought with Yun Fan. He still remembered that when the inner demon killed Qin Shangwu, Yun Fan suspected that it was him and chased him out. Sikong Yujiu could not get rid of Yun Fan's entanglement for a while. He reluctantly fought with Yun Fan for a while. That time was his first confrontation with Yun Fan. However, due to their eagerness to escape, the two did not differentiate in the end.
Therefore, taking this opportunity, both Yun Fan and Sikong Zhenjiu wanted to see who was stronger and weaker, and who was better.
"Brother Yun is indeed well-deserved, so you should be careful." After a moment of surprise, a faint smile appeared on Sikong Zhenjiu's face again. He swung the sword in his hand, instantly forming a dazzling sword curtain, covering Yun Fan's whole body, the previous attack was a tentative attack, just a warm-up; this time, he had no reservations about this attack.
He had used half of his strength before, and Yun Fan seemed to have also used half of it.
Sikong Zhenjiu's sword speed is very fast, but Yunfan's eyesight and hand speed are even more extraordinary. With a wave of his hand, he blocked the oncoming sharp sword. Then he flipped his wrist and stood the Wuji Staff in front of his chest. His arms suddenly Applying force, the originally dull tip of the stick struck Sikong Yujiu's chest with a sharp breath...
Ding…ding…ding…ding…
The collision of swords and sticks sounded again and again, but their expressions remained calm and indifferent.
Sikong Zhenjiu jumped up high and slashed down with his sword. The sword's power changed from vague and traceless to overbearing, but was blocked by Yun Fan head-on. After a muffled "boom" sound, the marble floor under Yunfan's feet suddenly shattered, and his feet sank deeply into it.
Sikong Zhenjiu took advantage of the situation and jumped back. After landing, he took a few steps back before regaining his balance.
As a result, a slight crack appeared on the Wuji stick in Yunfan's hand. Being able to hit the Wuji stick filled with Xuantian's energy to such an extent proved that Sikong Zhenjiu's strength would never be inferior to his.
Yunfan is a disciple of Wu Xiangzi from the Tianyan Sect. He has been smart since he was a child, has excellent aptitude, and is extremely talented in cultivation. He has been practicing the unique secret of his sect [Wuji Xuantian Kung Fu] since he was a child.
He has now reached the seventh level and is considered a top master in the world.
The Wuji Xuantian Kung Fu is the unique secret of his sect Tianyan Sect. According to rumors, there are ten levels in total. However, because the secret of the tenth level is too obscure and difficult to understand, there is not a single martial arts move or mental formula in the tenth level. All are blank. If there is no word about the tenth level in the secret book, I am afraid they will all think that there is no tenth level in the Wuji Xuantian Technique at all.
Moreover, from the time their master passed down this technique to the present, no one in his sect has reached the tenth level. Therefore, its tenth level has been selectively forgotten by people. Therefore, the current technique only has nine levels.
This technique has extremely strict requirements for practitioners. They must be men and virgins. This is only a prerequisite for practicing this technique. If you want to make progress in this technique, the cultivator himself must The martial arts talent and qualifications must be high, just like Yunfan. But even so, the higher the level of this skill, the more difficult it becomes to practice; Yunfan has been practicing Wuji Xuantian since he was a child. After breaking through to the seventh level three years ago, he has not made any progress until now.
Therefore, he finally had time to practice here today; but he did not expect that Sikong Zhenjiu would step in and join in the fun. But that's fine. As his opponent, he can also test his own connections.
With Sikong Zhenjiu acting as his opponent and giving him moves, Yunfan could also improve under such circumstances. This will be of great benefit to yourself.
Yunfan became competitive and wanted to compete with him.
Therefore, he started fighting with Sikong Zhenjiu like this.
Yun Fan had some knowledge of Sikong Zhenjiu's power before. This all stems from the first time he fought against Sikong Zhenjiu. He should be slightly better than Sikong Zhenjiu.
In this confrontation, Sikong Zhenjiu's strength has also improved, and he was able to fight with him for so long without losing. It really surprised him. It seemed that he had to seize the time to practice.
After all, the mission they shoulder this time is important and the matter is so big that there is no room for any mistakes. And Yun Fan expected that the devil would definitely be lurking in the dark, watching with eager eyes, and would definitely take action. Therefore, Yunfan must be more cautious in the coming days.
Seeing Yun Fan's calm and calm manner as he saw every move, Sikong Yujiu's heart was shaken.
He took a deep breath, and the last bit of contempt disappeared without a trace. He stopped holding his weight and focused on the sword. He frowned and rushed forward. Before he could get close, he swung his sword and shot out two weak sword lights. Yunfan swung his wooden stick repeatedly to block the two sword rays, and then faced Sikong Zhenjiu's sword with one stick.
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In the blink of an eye, several minutes had passed since the confrontation between Yun Fan and Sikong Zhenjiu, and they were still indistinguishable, with each other advancing and retreating.
The two of them changed their moves and launched them one after another without giving in to each other. The two powerful auras collided and made a series of muffled sounds.
Yun Fan's body was like a dragon roaring, and his power was like thunder. The Wuji stick in his hand changed his moves again and again, and went straight towards Sikong Zhenjiu. Sikong Zhenjiu also faced him without fear. The two of them were like needles facing each other, and for a while, neither could do anything to the other.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
It was another real head-on collision. The surge of power caused gravel to fly under the feet of the two of them. However, Yun Fan showed no intention of avoiding it. His body suddenly accelerated, and he held the Wuji stick filled with Xuantian's power and rushed straight at Sikong Zhenjiu.
Sikong Zhen showed no fear on his face, swung his sword to meet Yun Fan, and stabbed him straight.
Facing Yun Fan's attack, he not only did not defend, but directly chose to attack. In its view, offense is the best defense.
However, before Sikong Zhenjiu's sword got close to Yun Fan, his vision suddenly blurred. Yun Fan's forward body turned at a right angle like a ghost and appeared on his right side - Yun Fan His movements were completely contrary to ordinary people's cognition, and he directly changed from moving forward to moving sideways. The term "inertia" was not reflected in him at all.
Seeing Yun Fan's blow approaching. It's too late to say, but it's too soon. Faced with Yun Fan's sudden change, Sikong Zhenjiu's expression changed slightly. His sword had just thrust out, but the force had not disappeared. At the critical moment, he had to quickly raise his free left hand. Come to block with strength.
A calm and prepared attack and a hasty and unexpected resistance. In the blink of an eye, a judgment was made.
With a muffled sound of "boom", a violent collision force burst out instantly. Sikong Zhenjiu felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was covered by a huge boulder. He was startled, and then his body quickly swept away, and he stepped back several steps. He stabilized his body with difficulty. On the other hand, Yun Fan still stood there motionless, calm and calm, looking at him calmly and indifferently.
At this moment, Sikong Zhenjiu took out a few golden needles from his arms. Suddenly he exerted force on his arm, and the golden needles came straight to Yun Fan's face with a terrifying cold light and power. When Yun Fan saw this, his expression was as usual, but there was a flash of light in his eyes. He still stood on the spot without moving. He calmly flipped his palms, then stood the Wuji stick in his hand on his chest, and the shot came from All the few golden needles pierced Yunfan's Wuji stick.
Yun Fan slowly took out the golden needle and held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Sikong's one-thread needle is indeed well-deserved! If Brother Sikong hadn't been merciful, I think there would have been damage."
Sikong Zhenjiu said: "Although my golden needle is not a magical weapon, it is very easy to kill someone within ten feet!"
"But my Wuji stick is not just an illusion." Yun Fan said with a slight smile.
Hearing this, Sikong Zhenjiu glanced at the clothes that were torn by Yun Fan's wooden stick in the fight just now, and smiled slightly: "It seems that everyone is evenly matched!"
Yun Fan pondered for a while and said jokingly: "If we become enemies in the future, there will definitely be a fierce battle!"
However, what Ling Yunfan and even Sikong Zhenjiu did not expect was that in the near future, today's joke would turn into a prophecy and become a cruel reality. The two friends who once advanced and retreated together and cherished each other, one day in the future, turned into deadly enemies with different stances.
Both of them were silent, and the scene was eerily silent for a moment.
At this time, Ye Ruyan walked in slowly from the outside. She shook her head, rubbed the back of her neck, glared at Yun Fan next to her, and asked, "You two are very free." Ah! What are you doing here?"
"We are practicing!" Yun Fan said casually.
Hearing this, Ye Ruyan nodded slightly and said in a weird voice, "Okay! Let us split up to look for traces of the white ink paintings. I've been searching so hard outside, but you guys are practicing comfortably here!"
Yun Fan and Sikong Zhenjiu both waved their hands and shrugged in unison.
