Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 53 A sword and a thousand illusions
"I took the Dao Heart Jade Lotus and left. If I don't grab your Yin Yuan Fruit, you won't let it?"

Zhang Lie originally thought that Yan Zangfeng's current focus was on the Yin Yuan fruit that prolongs life and longevity, and he took the Dao Heart Jade Lotus and walked away, so he would not be too entangled.

But now it seems that the old guy in front of him is more greedy than he imagined, he wants to eat everything, and he refuses to leave any scum to others.

Moreover, this is obviously not a temporary intention but a long-planned plan.

Because although the surrounding area was covered by steaming fog, there were already bursts of fighting sounds in the ghost mansion.

The Blood Cultivator of the Yan Family Hall of Life and Death, after the blood demon was slain, without any hesitation, he killed his comrades who had fought side by side.

Chen Qinghong had just used the family talisman to kill the blood demon with great difficulty. The aftermath of the blood demon's self-explosion and spread was not small. The monks of the Yan family who were nearby attacked and killed him.

However, there are more monks from the non-Yan family after all. Although the monks from the Yan family have the upper hand, they may not be able to win the final victory.

"If I were you, I would focus on capturing the Yin Yuan fruit now, and then worry about other things. Those who travel a hundred miles are often half at ninety. You are too greedy."

With the slanted red sword in front of him, his spiritual power is more and more closely connected with it.Zhang Lie stared at the white-haired Yan Zangfeng and said.

The wound on the side of the cheek was cut to the bone, although it would not kill anyone, it would not affect the combat power.But the hidden chill in it made his scalp feel cold, the sword energy soaked into the flesh and blood without a sound, and then exploded violently in the body, extinguishing life from the inside out.

After "tasting" the sword energy with his own body, Zhang Lie already had a three-point understanding of Yan Zangfeng's sword intent and principle: vicious and vicious, it is a pure killing sword.

If there is a choice, I really don't want to fight to the death with this "not to be an enemy".

However, the power to choose now is not in his own hands.

"No, if you were me, you would choose it like me. Yinyuan fruit is a treasure of heaven and earth, not a refined medicine. Even if you swallow it, it will take time to refine it. If I let you If I go out, I may not be able to go back to Yandang Peak myself."

"There are no more than twenty high-ranking monks in the Tongxuan Realm of South Vietnam who are nearing the end of their lifespan. After all, Master Xue of my family is a monk with a different surname. It's usually fine, but when he really needs to work hard, he might not be willing to join him. Think about it. After much deliberation, it’s better to keep all of you here.”

While responding with a smile, Yan Zangfeng's flying sword didn't stop at all.

The flying sword, which was condensed from iron sheets, shuttled vertically and horizontally, moving the sword like a brush, and moving its breath like ink. Under the action of a strong sword intent, it came out like a dragon breaking through the water, and then suddenly disappeared in the mist. Transformation, invisible and invisible.

But the threat to Zhang Lie's life was like a big hand grabbing his heart suddenly.

It's a feeling to be on the sidelines, but it's another feeling to face it directly.

In the void behind Zhang Lie's head obliquely, suddenly a dragon-like dragon-like sword energy charged towards him. The sword energy subtly melted into the void, so there was no sign or trace when he attacked.

"If you can't win, you definitely can't win. Even if all the people here add up, they may not be his opponent!"

At the moment when he really faced Yan Zangfeng, Zhang Lie had such a frantic idea in his mind.

Because of the spirit of the ancient sword repairman who has experienced many battles and survived nine deaths exuded from the opponent.

"Out, out the sword!"

Intimidated by the opponent's spirit, he was slowed down for a moment because of his thoughts.

When the mind returned, he noticed the attack of the sword energy, but it was too late to block it at this time.

If it were Chen Qinghong, Qu Feiyun, and Gongsun Qing who were here, they would only choose to protect themselves with all their strength, even if they would be injured and fall into an absolute disadvantage.

However, Zhang Lie's choice is to use the sword and attack: I can be hacked to death by you, but I can't be scared to death by you!

"Roar!"

The red sword also seemed to have sensed the master's intentions, so it was blazing red and prospering, and the sword light coiled and pierced, but attracted the surrounding air to blend in, and as the flying sword broke through the void, it seemed that a giant red head appeared. The roar of a tiger.

In Yan Zangfeng's eyes, behind the young Taoist in front of him, there seemed to be a phantom of a huge scarlet tiger.

"Why does the sword cultivator need a monk to start at the level of Qi training? Because a monk's natural endowment is congenital, and it is difficult to cultivate it the day after tomorrow... This little guy in front of him is like a tiger out of the cage. .”

Clang.

The crimson sword light accurately hit the void on one side of Yan Zangfeng's body. It wasn't a mistake in stabbing the air, but it was the sympathetic energy there, pointing to his mind.

After a light and crisp sword tip exploded, it had already rushed to the near side of Zhang Lie's neck, and the dragon's head, which was about to swallow, suddenly collapsed.

This is the art of the Yan family's sword qi penetrating into the microscopic, one sword with a thousand illusions. The sword qi transforms into a dragon and a dragon, taking its divine will and spirit to amplify the sword's power.

Of course, if you want to, you can turn into a wild boar and giant bear. This is a personal preference, but in the world of immortality, whether it is a small qi training or a primordial god, most of the mimetic forms are still based on true spirits. The wild boar is intended Laugh at your opponent to death and make him angry?
Although I dare not say that there is absolutely no, but it is rare after all.

"I chose the wrong opponent. For example, if I attack other juniors this time, whether it is the Chen family or the Gongsun family's juniors, I will not die or be seriously injured at this time, but I chose this guy. I am indomitable. broke my swordsmanship."

"It's nothing more than watching from the sidelines. You can really feel it when you actually fight. The sword intent of this junior is stronger and stronger, but it is a hard nut to crack."

Although thinking this way in his heart, Yan Zangfeng's expression and spirit are still not frustrated.

After a lifetime of penance, he is confident enough to leave these juniors in this dark abyss to sleep forever. Of course, he doesn't want to share any benefits with them, because the dead don't need to waste these spiritual things.

"Yan Zangfeng, you have insulted our Chen family so much, I am not your opponent, but after leaving here, I must report to the ancestors of the Ming family, but let's see if the Master Xue of your family can protect you!"

"Senior sister is right. Although the Gongsun family is weak, they will advance and retreat with Senior Sister Chen, but they are not to be bullied."

In the surrounding fog, the voices of Chen Qinghong and Gongsun Qing, who were suddenly far and near, and could not tell the direction, exerted psychological pressure on Yan Zangfeng.

"Don't hide, there are four members of the Chen family, six members of the Gongsun family, and a total of 22 monks from various families in Baiyun Cave and Dingjun Mountain. No more than ten of you are still alive. The ten of you use the Nether When Lingyu returns to the world of Xuanhuang, he needs to fly up to a hundred feet. During this process, we can attack each other. If you can't kill me now, I guarantee that none of you will be able to go up to a hundred feet in the end, old man I participated in the Nether Abyss mission 40 years ago, and I am more familiar with the rules here than all of you."

"Is he bluffing us and forcing us to go out and fight him?"

Holding back his breath and hiding in the mist, Gongsun Qing asked Chen Qinghong who was beside him when he heard Yan Zangfeng's words.He once heard from the elders in the clan that although Yan Zangfeng was only at the level of Qi training, his swordsmanship already had a superior appearance!

Therefore, if he had a choice, he really didn't want to confront him head-on.

However, Chen Qinghong smiled wryly when she heard the words:
"What he said is true. I once heard the ancestors say that our ancestors participated in this mission. When we finally returned, the Nether Spirit Jade would spread the Nether Qi and be attracted by the formation to take us up to hundreds of feet, and then return to Xuanhuang World, although you can attack others during this process, it will destroy the Nether Qi Barrier, which may cause us to fall and never return."

"Old Ghost Yan has practiced swords for a period of sixty years, and his sword energy is controlled well, so he can attack us at will during the ascension process, but we can't easily attack him, especially you and Qu Feiyun. If you consume too much Nether Qi, you will never be able to go back."

Chen Qinghong's words are so clear that she intends to force Gongsun Qing to work hard at this moment.

Otherwise, this person is a little cowardly and lacks assertiveness. If he turns around and runs away, everyone will be even more unable to resist Yan Zangfeng.

"To advance is to die, to retreat is to die! We fought against this old ghost, everyone is in the realm of Qi training, how can we team up and beat him, a guy who is about to die of old age!"

Although Chen Qinghong is a woman, she is the most courageous among the three, so she left behind her disciples and the blood monks of the Yan family's life and death hall to rush over to support the real elites of the various sects.

The only ones who can jointly pose a threat to Yanzangfeng are the elites of these sects, and no matter how many other weaker disciples there are, they will be the souls of Yanzangfeng's sword.

However, the last roar was not made by Chen Qinghong.It was Qu Feiyun who was at the side, and he called out what Chen Qinghong wanted to say but hadn't said yet.

Because of Qu Feiyun's roar, Yan Zangfeng rushed over the next moment. Opposite him, his body had already been cut with several sword wounds. Zhang Lie, who was covered in blood, wanted to pursue him, but he couldn't keep up with the opponent who was coming and going like the wind. Shuttle like electricity sword escape technique.

With a clang, he rushed to the stone wall, and the red sword flew back in time, allowing Zhang Lie to hold it and stab the ground with the sword, stabilizing his body.

The near-cultivation of the spirit of the gods and the fighting spirit makes Zhang Lie stronger and stronger in the face of life and death. As long as the mind refuses to retreat, the fighting spirit can stimulate the full potential of the warrior master until the sword master's potential is exhausted. until death.

Therefore, in the previous battles, although there was a big gap in skill and swordsmanship, Zhang Lie's sword marks and injuries gradually accumulated.

But every time at the moment of life and death, Zhang Lie was able to point his sword directly at the vital point of Yanzangfeng's Buddhist sect, forcing him to fight back to save himself under the balance of the two, and it worked repeatedly.

However, Yan Zangfeng's combat experience is too rich. It is not uncommon for a monk like Zhang Lie who is brave and good at fighting for his life. Neither can be infinite.

When he wants to fight, knock him down once, then arouse the opponent's fighting spirit, and knock him down again. After doing this twice or three times, the tiger will also torture you into a sick cat.

Therefore, when Yan Zangfeng was fighting Zhang Lie, he couldn't take him down for a while, so he used the situation to force the hidden Chen Qinghong and others to take action. The desperate situation, and when everyone ascends together and returns to the Xuanhuang world, it will be the last desperate situation:
Either Yan Zangfeng was successful in killing the rumors, or someone managed to get out alive, and then Yan Zangfeng died in the hands of the ancestors of various sects, Zifu Shangxiu.

If you can kill the enemy now, don't wait until the last minute.

As for after going out, some people questioned why so many people died: what does that have to do with Yan Zangfeng?
There was a mistake outside, which caused the two worlds to shift, and everyone died. It is normal inside, dead people?Could it be that fewer people died in the Yan family?

What's more, no one in the Nether Abyss knows what happened outside, maybe something bigger happened, and no one will pay attention to the inevitable heavy casualties in the Nether Abyss.

The most frightening advantage of a cultivator is that with the passage of time, the strength and experience can grow almost endlessly. As long as the cultivation base is sufficient, the brain power and physical strength will not degenerate even if hundreds of thousands of years pass.

Zhang Lie was 14 years old and worshiped under the Taoist Taoist Qisha of Jinhong Valley. He is 21 years old this year. He has practiced swords for less than ten years. People like Qu Feiyun, Gongsun Qing and even Chen Qinghong look younger, but in fact they are all older than Zhang Lie. The big one, and Yan Zangfeng's lifetime of practicing swords is longer than Zhang Lie's two lifetimes.

Zhang Lie's swordsmanship is considered to be top-notch among Qi training monks. One year of sword practice is as good as Yan Zangfeng's three to five years of sword practice, but up to now, he still can't beat him.

Of course, old monsters like Yan Zangfeng are also a special case. Normally, monks of his age have either given up the path long ago, married beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, and gone to enjoy the glory and wealth in the mortal world, or they have successfully established foundations or It was the breakthrough that failed and died.

It is a rare case like Yanzangfeng who has been practicing hard for many years, is talented and talented but failed to build a foundation. If there is no such event as the Great Teleportation between Netherworld and Abyss, if the two meet, Yanzangfeng will be Zhang Lie's good teacher and helpful friend will probably teach him many things hand in hand.

It's a pity that now the roads collide and the two sides are fighting for the front line, but there is no room for anyone to retreat.

"This old fellow is really too strong. His swordsmanship is so meticulous that there are no flaws. I risked my life to fight, but he didn't even move a step. Even if everyone in this ghost mansion worked together to besiege him, I'm afraid... there is no way out. Where the hell is it?"

With the sword leaning on the ground, he quickly took out the high-grade elixir gifted by his colleague Wen Xiaoshan, squeezed the medicine coat, and threw it into his mouth.

An icy cold feeling quickly spread out of the body, suppressing the blazing heat that was about to burst out from the chest.

This is a elixir for temporarily suppressing injuries and maintaining combat power, but once you are severely injured in this state, the previously suppressed injuries will double back and come back. If it is not good, it will damage the Taoist foundation, and it will directly kill the monk .

But at this moment, he couldn't care less.

"Yin and Yang two qi, shocking... ah!"

Yan Zangfeng and Qu Feiyun met head-on, and Qu Feiyun showed his strongest strength. He controlled the magic formula with his hand, and the speed of the flying sword controlled by him suddenly increased. The strange cracking sound was like a sword drawing punishment from the sky, and the thunder shook the nine heavens.

However, before he could fully demonstrate the power of this set of sword formulas, Yan Zangfeng threw out several ferocious dragon head sword mist all over his body, destroying all the protection of the yellow-robed Taoist priest in an instant.

The power of the sword frightens the heart, and the energy of the sword kills one's life.

A ferocious dragon shook its head and threw Qu Feiyun directly on the side of the mountain wall, almost smashing his whole body into it.

This scene almost stunned Chen Qinghong and Gongsun Qing. They were relieved to see that Zhang Lie had endured under the Yanzang front sword for so long and did not die in the end.

And Qu Feiyun's strength is not weak, in their opinion, he can always survive a few rounds, but they didn't expect that Qu Feiyun was almost killed instantly.

"Senior Sister Chen, can you still open the talisman?"

"I don't have enough mana left. Take your mother's life? What's more, he won't give us this chance at all."

"How could the family allow him to come in and grab things from us juniors?"

"This old man has not had a good life for a few years. Under normal circumstances, he would only be our life-saving talisman. Who knows that life-saving has become a reminder!"

Both Chen Qinghong and Gongsun Qing's personal strength will not be weaker than Qu Feiyun's, and even stronger, especially the two trust each other.

However, Zhang Lie, who was not far away, could see clearly that this forced balance of power between the two sides would not last long at all.

"Choose to escape now? No, you won't be able to fly very far at all. The three-month period is about to end soon. If you escape, you will also fly to the formation in the sky. If you don't fly high, you will be stabbed by Yan Zangfeng with a chaotic sword." die."

"Fight? I can't fight, although I don't want to admit it, but this old man Yan is so strong that even if the three of us fight together to the death, the chance of winning is not more than [-]%. His swordsmanship really has no flaws, at least for now I can't find it at all, if it's a one-on-one fight, at most I'll splash his blood with my life."

At this moment, Zhang Lie suddenly looked at the red sword in his hand, and saw that the sword's light was changing, and the bloody light on it was instinctively leaning forward.

Seeing this, Zhang Lie turned his head and looked behind him: it was a lake of blood, dead trees, and lotus flowers.

"Things that make Chi Jian feel instinctively afraid... Fuck, these old yinbis."

But at this time, Gongsun Qing and Chen Qinghong were completely defeated by Yanzang Front's subtle and shadowy sword qi and sword force.

Gongsun Qing's arm was abruptly removed and he was thrown into the air. Chen Qinghong's defense was broken through by the sword energy, and almost his entire head was torn off.

At a critical moment, an elite disciple of the Chen family rushed forward and took his life to block the sword for her. The scattered blood sprayed Chen Qinghong's head and face. After more than 20 years of painstaking cultivation of the spiritual heart, he collapsed almost instantly at this moment.

(End of this chapter)