There were two exclamations, one from Fan Tiancheng and the other from He Yun who was watching the battle.
"Little Taoist, who are you, Li Santong?" Fan Tiancheng waved the mourning stick and asked.
Chen Xuan ignored him and asked Shen Jun: "Master, what's going on?"
"It's a long story. Where is the ghost general? He didn't run away, did he?" Shen Jun asked.
"I have suppressed it." Chen Xuan nodded.
"That's good." Shen Jun breathed a sigh of relief and said: "They are from the White Lotus Sect. They used evil magic to confuse Luo County Lieutenant and withdraw from the altar. Not to mention many ghosts escaped, and the evil spirit blocking Qinghe Bay was also dispersed. .
Fortunately, the ghost general did not escape, otherwise Pingshan County would be in trouble. "
"White Lotus Sect?" Chen Xuan looked at He Yun after hearing this. He was the one with the most special clothes in the room, and he was the person in charge at first glance.
"Little Taoist priest, your Grandpa Fan is asking you something!" Fan Tiancheng shouted angrily when he saw that he was ignoring him.
"Chen Daoxuan, a poor Taoist from Baiyun Temple, has the Taoist name of Santong." Chen Xuan shook his sword and asked, "Who are you?"
"Sure enough, he is a disciple of Santong's thief. I met Taoist master today, and I must leave you a message!" Fan Tiancheng was ignored by him again and again, and when he heard that he was indeed Li Santong's disciple, he became very angry.
With a strange whistle, he shook the mourning stick and hit Chen Xuan with his head.
Fan Tiancheng was just a down-and-out scholar who accidentally acquired the art of refining corpses. He was caught by Li Santong digging up graves and refining corpses, and cut off two of his fingers. He has always held a grudge against him ever since.
It's just that after several troubles, he didn't get any relief. On the contrary, he almost got in. Now, after practicing quietly for several years, he finally made an invulnerable green zombie, and he was ready to take revenge.
At this time, he met his apprentice and wanted to collect some interest first.
Chen Xuan heard his strange roar that shook his soul, and he struck fiercely, but he didn't hold back immediately.
Silently reciting the Golden Light Mantra to summon the golden light to protect his body, he shook the iron sword in his hand and used [Fan in the Wind] to open up a fan-shaped sword light.
"You don't know what you can do!" Fan Tiancheng snorted coldly. He didn't pay attention to the young Chen Xuan and continued to point the wail stick straight away.
However, little did he know that Chen Xuan was born with supernatural power and could practice a set of Thirteen Breeze Swords that were free and elegant, so that they could be as smooth as the spring breeze blowing on his face, and they could be as powerful as thunderbolts in the strong wind, which could not be resisted.
Dang~
Hearing just one sound, he felt as if the wail stick in his hand was swept by a torrent, rubbing off a layer of skin on his palm and turning it into a black spot and disappearing.
Before he could react, a golden light silently came straight to his door.
"My life is at risk!"
Various images flashed through Fan Tiancheng's mind, and finally settled on the Green Zombie he had just made. He hadn't taken revenge yet!
Just as he felt regretful in his heart, he felt his waist tighten, and a golden light rubbed across the tip of his nose, spilling a trace of blood.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that it was He Yun who saved him with a whisk. He felt grateful and said, "Thank you Master Jiuyun for saving me!"
When Chen Xuan saw Fan Tiancheng being rescued, he stepped forward and chased after him with a move of [Shunfeng Finger Lotus].
If you want to kill me, I will kill you first!
Just now, the other party insulted his master and showed no mercy. Now that he is in power, he will naturally not leave any room to spare, so as to avoid another story about Yao Defa, which will cause trouble in the future.
When He Yunlai saw that he was approaching with great force, he ignored Fan Tiancheng, grabbed him and threw him backwards, and raised his hand to block Chen Xuan's pursuing sword.
Dang~
He felt the handle of the whisk made of fine steel tremble, causing his muscles and cartilage to go numb. Only then did he realize why Fan Tiancheng was able to knock the weapon away with just one move.
If it weren't for his true energy, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold the fly whisk.
Chen Xuan had been killing ghost soldiers smoothly these past two days, but now he was dissatisfied with his repeated failures.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, he shook his iron sword, and in an instant, the golden wind, jade dew, and arrogant autumn sun came, and a rustling cold wind spread across the ground.
The sword light spread out all over the sky and went straight towards He Yunluo.
The sharp edge of the sword made He Yun's hair stand on end. He swept the dust in his hand and scattered it, and the silver threads swept away the sword light.
"Waving a fan in the wind? Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng?"
Although He Yun used a whisk, Chen Xuan immediately recognized that this move was the wind-waving fan among the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng. He put the sword away and asked: "How do you know the sword skills of Baiyunguan?" ?”
The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng is not the unique inheritance of Baiyunguan, but the swordsmanship of Baiyunguan was modified by Li Santong and included the methods in "Fengdao Keli". It is unique and has its own school.
Now that he has practiced it thoroughly, he can tell at a glance that the person in front of him is using the method of his Baiyun Temple.
"Did you just say 'Master'? Is your master dead?" He Yun asked without answering, "Is Li Santong dead?"
Chen Xuan frowned, shook his sword, pointed at him and asked, "Answer my question, how do you know my Baiyun Guan sword technique?"
"Hahaha~" He Yun laughed fiercely, laughing hard and yelling: "Dead? Is Li Santong dead? How dare you die?"
What a thief! I have practiced diligently and finally achieved success. You haven't seen how I trample you under my feet. How dare you die? ah! "
Seeing his sudden madness, Fa Yuan and others unconsciously stopped their hands and turned to look at him.
Shen Jun came to Chen Xuan and said softly: "His name is He Yun. He practiced with the Three Paths people for a period of time twenty years ago. Then he suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason."
"So, he is my senior brother?" Chen Xuan frowned and asked, "Look at him, how come he looks like he hates my master to the core?"
Shen Jun shook his head and said, "I don't know about that. I only met him a few times and don't know him well."
He Yun suddenly looked at Chen Xuan, with a trace of collapse-like madness in his eyes, and his voice seemed to be floating out of a cold pool, and he said coldly: "Since you are dead, then I will destroy you. The Taoist tradition of Baiyun Temple will make all traces of you disappear completely!"
He twisted the whisk, and with a clang, a blade emerged from the tip, and he stabbed at Chen Xuan.
"It's a shameless talk."
Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed. He hated his master so much. He was probably not a "senior brother" but an enemy. He stabbed him with the same tit-for-tat sword.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, the tip of the needle met the awn, and the swords of both sides touched the same place. After just a brief pause, Chen Xuan used his strength and slammed forward.
He Yun's face turned red and he hurriedly stepped back. He stumbled in a hurry and became unstable.
Zheng~buzz~~
Chen Xuan took advantage of him and turned the iron sword in his hand. It was like wind blowing into the valley, whimpering and making a clear sound. If there was any, it enveloped He Yun's upper body.
After missing a blow, He Yun, who had fallen into madness, suddenly came to his senses and realized that he was not as powerful as his opponent and should not fight head-on.
Immediately, he stepped back with his feet, supported by blossoming lotus flowers, and he retreated three feet away in an instant.
Just as he was about to regroup, he saw Chen Xuan catching up quickly like a white crane riding waves, the tip of the sword in his hand never leaving the vital point.
His expression changed involuntarily, and the hatred in his heart grew stronger. He had never seen Li Santong perform such a light skill in front of him.
"You Li Santong, how dare you prevent me to this extent? You don't teach me such skills, but you only show me those ghostly rituals to pray for others?"
Shaking his hands, he threw out two talismans, exploded into a cloud of white mist, and disappeared into a ball.
Phew~
Chen Xuan swept away the fog with a sweep of his sword, only to see that He Yun had disappeared. When he looked left and right, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind, so he turned around and stabbed with his sword.
Dang~
A tall paper man wearing paper armor and holding a paper gun suddenly raised the tip of his sword. Another paper man holding a paper ax swung the ax and slashed him across the waist.
Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows and stepped back three feet like a fish. He looked at the paper man in front of him and felt that it looked familiar.
Isn't this the paper mantra that Guan Yunda didn't use back then? I still have a few paper figures in my hand, but I haven't been able to find the right way to use them.
The two paper figures gradually developed a sense of flesh and blood, and they charged towards Chen Xuan with guns and axes.
He Yun pinched the white lotus with his hand and recited the lotus magic spell in the air, "I sincerely ask for the great mercy of the Holy Mother to save all sentient beings forever..."
She transformed into a woman-like figure wearing a lotus robe, swinging a fly whisk to kill together.
"Master Jiuyun, I'll give you a helping hand!" Fan Tiancheng saw He Yun show his true skills. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to avenge himself, so he immediately took out a small flag from his arms and waved it.
"Roar~"
A strange roar came from the ground, and then with a bang, a black shadow jumped out and headed straight for Chen Xuan.
