"What's going on?" The old Taoist priest was shocked and mobilized his whole body's energy to defend himself.
However, the soft Taoist robe on his body turned out to be harder than steel at this moment!
A contemptuous smile appeared on Wang Daoyi's face: "Haha, it turns out you are a fake Taoist priest!"
This is a means of controlling objects in the Taoist system, and most Taoist monks are familiar with it.
Only monks from other systems would not be able to recognize it.
"Hmph, break it open for me!"
The old Taoist priest suppressed his face and turned red. He used all his strength, and his whole body's true energy suddenly burst out, and finally broke free from the restraints.
"Well, not bad, come again!"
Wang Daoyi suddenly took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and blew on it.
Suddenly, several shadows darker than darkness appeared in mid-air and rushed toward the old Taoist priest.
Some of these shadows are in the shape of humans, and some are in the shape of animals. They look sinister and creepy.
"Humph, these are all shady things! Go to hell!"
The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and the powerful Qi directly hit the shadow flying towards him.
Unfortunately, his hand passed directly through the shadow, and the powerful attack completely failed.
The shadows let out a mocking laugh and penetrated his body.
"ah!"
The old Taoist priest screamed in pain, and the beast-shaped shadow seemed to be eating his thigh.
Several other shadows controlled his arms and another leg respectively, and two shadows were attacking his soul and fighting with him for control of his body.
The old Taoist priest wanted to curse, but he couldn't do it right now. He could only yell in shock and anger in his heart: "What the hell are these?"
He was only at the peak of his master's strength, but Wang Daoyi was in the fourth-level Yangshen realm of the Taoist sect.
Just the difference in realm alone, Wang Daoyi is enough to crush him. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation technique was adapted by Qin Fan and was far more powerful than ordinary warriors, he wouldn't have been able to survive even the first round in Wang Daoyi's hands.
嘹~
Just when the old Taoist priest was about to lose his hold, a loud phoenix suddenly sounded across the dark sky.
A ray of fiery red light penetrated from the clouds and slammed into Wang Daoyi on the rooftop.
"What a strong aura!"
Wang Dao was so startled that he didn't care about controlling the Yinshen. His figure flashed and moved dozens of meters laterally.
The red light lost its target, and when it was about to touch the ground, it suddenly circled beautifully and rose into the sky again, suspended in mid-air.
The red light dissipated, and a stunning figure of a woman in a white dress was suspended in mid-air, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens!
It was Ye Qingcheng who had recently joined the Arctic Sword Sect.
Wang Daoyi's eyes suddenly lit up: "What a beautiful woman! It looks like she has a rare gift of blood!"
"Join my Taoist sect. Within ten years, I guarantee that you will enter the third-level realm!"
Ye Qingcheng looked indifferent and ignored him. He quickly came to the old Taoist priest's side. A red light hit the old Taoist priest's body and drove out the evil spirits.
puff!
The old Taoist priest spit out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground, gasping for air.
"Thank you, Miss Ye, for your help!"
"This guy's attack is too weird, so be careful!"
The old Taoist priest gasped, feeling lucky to have escaped death.
"Hey, little girl, didn't you hear me talking to you? Do you know it's very rude of you to do this?" Wang Daoyi said angrily.
Seeing that the old Taoist priest was fine, Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look at Wang Daoyi coldly.
"When my master was here, none of you dared to come. Now, while my master is away, you come to my Arctic Sword Sect to show off your power. What kind of ability do you have!" Ye Qingcheng shouted coldly.
Wang Dao opened his mouth but was speechless.
"No, little girl, you misunderstood. I came here originally to look for Qin BeiJi, but after I came, I found that Qin BeiJi was dead. I couldn't find him even if I tried to look for him!"
"How about this, as long as you surrender, I promise not to kill you?"
Ye Qingcheng's face was cold: "You are not a hero if you curse others behind their backs!"
"The person in this world who can kill my master hasn't even been born yet!"
"You alone want us to surrender. Stop dreaming and defeat me first!"
Wang Daoyi nodded seriously: "The little girl has a lot of personality, I like it! Well, I'll teach you a lesson first, so that you know what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dao stretched out his hand and threw out a few yellow paper charms. With a bang, the paper charms exploded.
Seven long swords with scattered golden light were suspended in front of him.
"This is my unique Taoist technique, the Seven-Star Sword Formation. How about you try it first?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the seven long swords coincided with the position of the Big Dipper, and flew towards Ye Qingcheng one after another.
Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to be careless and went all out when he made a move.
A sharp long sword appeared in the jade hand, exuding frightening pressure.
"Is this a spiritual weapon?" Wang Dao was shocked. He could feel the powerful aura on Fengming Sword.
"Tianfeng Sword Technique!"
As soon as Ye Qingcheng made a move, it was Qin Fan who passed down her special skill. The long sword was like a flexible phoenix, carrying a heaven-defying force and encircling a flame. Like a fire phoenix flying high, it pounced directly on Wang Daoyi.
"Hmph, if you want to attack me, you must break my seven-star sword formation first!" Wang Daoyi sneered, flicked his wrist, and the seven golden swords turned around and blocked Ye Qingcheng one after another.
Bang bang bang...
Six long swords in a row were all thrown away, but the last long sword, Ye Qingcheng was unable to sustain the attack, and was forced back by the long sword.
Ye Qingcheng's peerless pretty face was slightly red, her chest was rising and falling violently due to the large amount of spiritual power she had expended, and her white dress was fluttering in the wind.
"Haha, my seven-star sword formation integrates offense and defense. The power of the seven swords can be transmitted to each other. The strongest sword can be the first or the last!"
"Although your attack is strong, your cultivation level is low, so you are no match for me!"
"Not necessarily!" Ye Qingcheng said coldly.
The old Taoist priest on the side also stood up: "I'm here to help you. This guy is too strong. I'm afraid only the master can defeat him!"
Ye Qingcheng nodded without refusing, obviously realizing how terrifying Wang Daoyi was: "If you and I join forces, we may not lose to him!"
"Okay!" The old Taoist priest nodded heavily.
Wang Daoyi still had that playful smile on his face: "Haha, do you want to fight two against one? Come on, Master Dao, I'm not afraid!"
Qin Shou was furious: "Humph, you praise me in front of me, I will kill you!"
"Open the mountain!"
A simplified version of the eight moves of Daodao.
Being attacked by Wang Daoyi just now, the old Taoist priest had no time to show his strength. Now with Ye Qingcheng's help, he is not afraid of the other party's strange Taoist skills.
"Hey, what a powerful martial skill! There should be no martial arts of this level in the martial arts world. Could it be that Qin Beiji created it himself?"
Wang Dao recalled the long sword with a wave of his hand, and with a flick of his finger, the long sword immediately stabbed Qin Shou.
"There is a phoenix coming!" Ye Qingcheng tapped one foot, and a circle of red light rose from his body. He moved lightly into the air, and the Fengming Sword came down and stabbed towards the royal road.
"Imperial object!" Wang Daoyi stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qingcheng, and the long skirt on Ye Qingcheng's body immediately began to wrap up, and her graceful body was stretched to every detail.
