nine coffins

Chapter 55 The First Battle of Yang Yun
Yang Yun's speed was so fast that he actually left an afterimage on the stone platform. It can be said that it was far better than the ninth level of beginner's practice of Youyunmen back then. Such a speed made all of Amu's previous martial arts skills useless.

This is an absolute battle of monks, not a battle of ordinary people.

Amu was also surprised, judging from the speed alone, this Yang Yun is by no means a person who has made a name for himself, No.1 under fixed cultivation, but he has real skills.

However, thinking about it, Amu is not afraid of him.

With a thought, the Tianxuan flying saucer under his feet moved according to his heart, and when Amu moved to the left, he flew over twenty feet like lightning, and the speed was not at all slower than Yang Yun, and even three points faster.

Yang Yun's sword failed and he did not pursue him. This first sword attack Yang Yun was nothing more than throwing stones to ask for directions.

Looking at Amu, Yang Yun smiled and said, "Junior brother Amu, the mid-level spirit treasure is really extraordinary!" The implication is that Amu is relying on the spirit treasure, otherwise even his most common sword would not be able to dodge .

Amu no longer quarreled with him, but just stared at Yang Yun.Amu didn't directly use his magic sense to attack at this time, he also wanted to see if he could fight Yang Yun with other abilities.

When Yang Yun saw that Amu was silent, he didn't say much. He was sure to win this competition.Since there is no suspense, let's make a quick decision!
"Look at the sword!" Goodbye Yang Yun pinched the Yin Jue with one hand, and the blue ice sword turned into a stream of light.

"Swordsmanship!"

The disciples in the audience saw that Yang Yun used the sword control technique in the second move. It seemed that he didn't want to give Amu any chance, and wanted to make a quick decision, and decided to kill Amu on the stage.

You must know that controlling the sword is a high-level technique for beginners, controlling the sword with qi is mysterious and unprovoked.In an instant, hundreds of thousands of miles away, it is no joke to take a human head.

As a first-time practitioner of the sword control technique of a ninth-level Dzogchen monk, Amu might die under Yang Yun's sword within a few rounds.

But things don't seem to be what they imagined.

Yang Yun's sword control skills are indeed very powerful, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the blue light is flourishing.Paths of brilliance were drawn in the void, which caught people's eyes.Almost the entire stone platform was shrouded by his sword light, full of murderous aura.

"As expected of No. 1 below Dingxiu, this skill of controlling the sword is probably not far behind Dingxiu!"

All the people watching off the court praised him secretly, even some spiritual leaders and elders nodded frequently.Although Yang Yun's master, Elder Li, had tense cheeks, he could still see a hint of a smile.

Almost everyone thought that Amu would not be able to hold on for long, and even a few sword lights could kill Amu.

But after counting the swords, Yang Yun couldn't help but frowned slightly, and the others also sensed something was wrong.

In the void, Amu almost turned into a white shadow, shuttling back and forth in Yang Yun's sword light.Yang Yun's flying sword is fast, but Amu's movement is faster.

High-ranking regular practitioners and monks in the spiritual realm can all see that in the blue light, Amu is resting and recuperating, which is better than strolling in a courtyard, without seeing any danger.

"The mid-level Lingbao is too powerful! A boy cultivator stepping on a Tianxuan flying saucer can completely withstand this flying sword comparable to a fixed cultivator!"

The outsiders began to praise Amu's good life. If it weren't for the Tianxuan flying saucer that Bai Yifeng gave him, a hundred Amu would have died under Yang Yun's sword.

Among the people watching the battle, Han Qianli looked the calmest, but the most shocked among the crowd was Bai Yifeng, the head of Sunset Peak.

If others don't know, how can Bai Yifeng not know?
The Tianxuan flying saucer is indeed a middle-level spirit treasure, and it is the best flying magic weapon, but it depends on who is driving it with magic power.If Bai Yifeng used the Tianxuan flying saucer, he would be a hundred times better than the current Amu, not to mention Yang Yun's flying sword, even if it was a high-level spirit, Bai Yifeng could also do it.

But today's Tianxuan flying saucer is driven by Amu with a spirit stone, and its power cannot be fully exerted. How can it easily dodge Yang Yun's flying sword that is comparable to a fixed repair level?
Bai Yifeng looked at Amu, and saw Amu with a sneer on his face, standing on the Xuantian flying saucer and dodging easily, not caring about those sword lights at all.

This shocked Bai Yifeng, because there was only one possibility for this to happen.

That is, Amu is using his own power to control the Tianxuan flying saucer. Only by using his own power to drive the Tianxuan flying saucer can he achieve such a state.

But Amu doesn't have immortal roots, so where does he get his cultivation power?Bai Yifeng looked at Han Qianli, and saw Han Qianli's face was calm, neither sad nor happy, so he couldn't help but gasped.

Bai Yifeng's heart moved, as if he had touched something, but it was not clear enough.

At this time, Yang Yun also saw that his flying sword could not do anything to Amu, and the seal formula in his hand changed.Goodbye to the radiance of the Hanlan ice sword, the blade sneered, and endless blue mist sprayed out, hitting Amu directly.

"Blue Ice Sword Mist!"

This sword mist is the catalyst of cultivation power, containing the coldest air in the world, the cold poison pierces the bones.Ordinary people will die at the touch of a touch, even a monk who has just cultivated to the seventh or eighth level, if he does not have the protection of magic and secret treasures, he will directly turn into a blue ice corpse.

"Hmph! Yang Yun, is this all you can do?" The blue mist filled the air, but it had no effect on Amu. As soon as the blue mist touched Amu, it would disperse and turn into nothing.

And Amu took advantage of the blue mist, rushed out instantly, turned into a white light, and went straight to Yang Yun.

"Huh?" When Yang Yun was shocked, Amu's sword light had arrived. He really didn't expect that the blue mist would have no effect on Amu, and he didn't expect that Amu would dare to switch from defense to offense.

However, Yang Yun is Yang Yun after all, he soared into the air, and then formed seals with his hands, and instantly an ice mirror formed directly, blocking Amu's face.

"Ice Mirror Jue! This is a fixed-level technique, but Yang Yun actually learned it?"

As soon as Yang Yun's ice mirror came out, someone said in surprise.

This is obviously the Ice Mirror Jue that Zhou Yunji, a mid-level monk of fixed cultivation, used to perform. I didn't expect Yang Yun to be able to learn this technique at a beginner level. However, Yang Yun is not a real fixed cultivator after all. Still slightly inferior to Zhou Yunji.

Even so, this ice mirror is also made by condensing the cold air of the world with cultivation power, and it is extremely hard.

"Boring—" Amu's fairy sword directly hit the ice mirror, and the stars were shining like gold.

"Humph—" Amu snorted coldly, but he didn't expect that the ice mirror formula was really powerful. He thought that he had used the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet to rebound Zhou Yunji's power to break the ice mirror, but now he couldn't break it with his own strength.

"Do you want to break this custom-level spell?" Yang Yun sneered at Amu through the ice mirror, "Let everything end! The prison of ice mirror——"

Yang Yun formed a seal quickly, and his cultivation power surged like a tide.I saw that the ice mirror exploded in an instant, transformed into tens of millions, and with a crackling sound, it directly covered Amu, trying to seal Amu inside.

Seeing that the ice mirror soared, Amu raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he really couldn't break the ice mirror without using his "Ten Thousand Demon Transformation Immortal Art".

With a thought, the power of the magic cultivator in Amudan Sea poured into his arm, and it went straight to the ninth-level flying sword in his hand.The power of the magic cultivator was infused, and the flying sword actually hummed and hummed, which seemed unbearable.

"This sword is too bad!" Amu secretly thought, and at the same time, the sword light flashed and pierced the ice mirror.

The Magic of Immortal Transformation Art can transform immortal power. At the beginning, even Bai Yifeng's spiritual power was swallowed by the magic coffin. Although Amu is not as overbearing as the magic coffin, it is not a problem to dissolve Yang Yun's cultivation power.

The sword in Amu's hand pierced the ice mirror, and the trick of transforming the magic into immortals was running, and the magic energy soaked through the ice mirror, breathless and invisible, directly dissolving the cultivation power on the ice mirror into magic energy, and then directly retracted into Amu's body.

But who would have thought that the flying sword in Amu's hand could not withstand the power of the demonic energy, it broke with a click, and then turned into powder under the formula of transforming demons into immortals.

Regardless of these, Amu threw out a punch, and hit Bing Jing directly with endless wind.

(End of this chapter)