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Chapter 266 Can Wuyun Still Use Yundun?

"Yun Dun is worthy of being a master of escape, if there is no corresponding restraint method, it is indeed invincible within the same level..."

Bai Zichen felt a big headache, the mainstream in the world of cultivating immortals is still the Five Elements escape method.

For example, the wood escape of Master Qingmu of the Five Elements School, and the water escape of Master Heishui are already quite impressive third-level spells.

It can play a great role in various occasions and is the best means of concealed escape.

However, after the Five Elements escape method is known, it is easy to be restrained.

And Yundun and Xingdun are known as one of the most mysterious escape methods in the world, and the monks who can comprehend are not only talented, but also have great blessings.

Because this kind of evasion method may not be able to comprehend smoothly even if they are asked to do it all over again.

This has resulted in the characteristics of being extremely difficult to pass on and easily lost.

Huang Ping's Sanren practiced to the age of foundation establishment, and they can only be regarded as incomprehensible among the super big sects like Tianxingzong, but with Yundun and the theory of fit alchemy, Zhenjun Yuanying condescends to accept disciples and is ready to be included in the core disciple.

You can see how precious Yun Dun is.

After offending Zhenjun Yuanying of the Five Phoenix Sword Sect, he was only deprived of his status as a disciple of the sect without abolishing his cultivation, and he also felt sorry for Yun Dun's difficulty in cultivating.

"Bai boy, I won't play with you anymore... This old man is leaving, and no one in the world can stop him except Zhenjun Yuanying!"

Huang Ping Sanren swallowed back a mouthful of blood foam, cursing in his heart that the fourth-order flying sword is too exaggerated, it will be affected even if it has already turned into a cloud.

Just the aftermath that seeped in could make his internal organs vibrate violently, and he suspected that there was a displacement.

Knowing that he chose the wrong target this time, he still ran far away, and waited to take Zhu Zhenren to the late stage of alchemy with the help of Danxiamen's stored pills and then trouble Bai Zichen.

"The great disciple of the Central Territory, that's all!"

When Bai Zichen slapped Yuexuan, the sword was as bright as a horse, and it actually overwhelmed the scorching sun, stretching across thousands of feet.

Huang Ping Sanren sneered, Yun Dun activated, his body transformed into clouds, one jump would flash out of the range of the sword light, and fall into another group of clouds several miles away.

Suddenly, the sky was clear, blue and cloudless.

Huang Ping Sanren's figure fell out of the cloud at once, and turned into a cloud again, but was still dispelled by the invisible force.

His housekeeping ability was broken, and he showed a panicked expression for the first time.

In front of the jade jade wall with sword marks in the secret realm of Jianzhong, Bai Zichen only comprehended the two strongest sword marks, one is the sword intent to open up the world, and the other is the sword intent to change the sky.

Originally still hesitating whether to use the original power of the Yuexuan Sword, he imitated the sword light that appeared in the jade disc.

As soon as the sword came out, the sky became clear, and there was not a single cloud within a thousand miles.

And the changes to the celestial phenomena are not limited to this, even the cloud formed by Huang Ping Sanren himself is swept away at the same time.

As the sword light fell, Huang Ping Sanren, whose cloud escape had failed, had no choice but to hold on.

A dragon-patterned copper tripod flew out from the top of the head, and quickly expanded from the palm of one hand to the size of the room. It pressed against the sword light and made a sharp friction, which made people dizzy.

Countless dragon patterns appeared on the bronze tripod, but just one sword split a big hole, almost piercing through the tripod body.

"puff!"

As if being struck by lightning, Huang Ping Sanren couldn't hold on any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The bronze tripod with dragon patterns is his natal magic weapon, his heart and mind are connected, and if the tripod's body is damaged, he will also be injured.

"The fourth-order flying sword is so terrifying!"

It wasn't until now that he realized that he still underestimated the lethality of the fourth-order flying sword by a lot.

This is the ultimate defense magic weapon that has been nourished by Dan temperature for a hundred years. Huang Ping Sanren does not have high requirements for other magic weapons because of his special skills, so he almost used most of his wealth to refine a dragon-patterned copper tripod.

Among the magic weapons chosen by the core disciples of the Tianxing Sect, this tripod ranks first in defense and has a great reputation.

He had seen several senior brothers compete with disciples of the Five Phoenix Sword Sect, and he used this tripod to block the bombardment of the sword light, so he had a lot of confidence.

Only then did he realize that the aftermath of the sword light he had suffered before was only one thousandth of the power, and the rest of the damage was resolved by the body of clouds, otherwise he would have been unable to bear it long ago.

"Up to three swords, my treasure tripod will be shattered..."

Huang Ping Sanren's eyes were red, and he felt the threat of death.

He took out a finger-wide talisman from his chest, with fine and simple lines on it, exuding an astonishing sharpness, and his eyes hurt from looking at it.

Showing a trace of reluctance and regret, but still resolutely urged to sacrifice.

No matter how good a treasure is, it has to be alive to be valuable.

After all, they are all monks trained by the Tianxing Sect. Even if they have not fought too many times in the past hundred years, their judgment and reaction ability have not declined.

Hundreds of millions of golden talismans, fourth-order low-grade talismans!

This talisman is an introductory gift given by Master Yuan Ying when Huang Ping Sanren was apprenticed to his master.

After being expelled from the Heavenly Star Sect, he kept it close to his body.

It is both a self-protection trump card and a thought in his heart. He never gave up the idea of ​​returning to the Tianxing sect.

Infinite golden light suddenly appeared, all kinds of weapons were multifarious, with an extremely fierce and unparalleled aura.

Each ray of golden light manifested the image of a weapon, centered on Huang Ping Sanren, and shot in all directions.

"Fourth-order talisman!"

The corners of Bai Zichen's eyes shrank, he stopped hesitating, and communicated with Yue Xuanjian.

Activated Yuexuan's original power, Yuehua Jianguang suddenly rose, and countless silky moonlights sneered softly, and the countless golden lights were suppressed back like mercury pouring down the ground.

As soon as the Silk Sword light turned, it pierced through the golden light weapon, leaving it full of holes.

What kind of power can a fourth-level flying sword have when it is fully exerted when paired with the state of refining sword into silk?
This is a question that has been hidden in Bai Zichen's heart for a long time, even he himself can't explain it clearly, and today he can finally use it to his heart's content.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, nothing can resist the breath of the silky moonlight.

The Hundred Million Golden Ge Talisman is a well-known group injury talisman, named Yi Wan, but it actually contains 99 golden light weapons.

Every ray of golden light can easily kill a monk in the early stage of alchemy.

But in front of the silky moonlight, it is as fragile as paper, and can be broken by blowing bullets.

When one is formed, one is destroyed, and it is compressed in a small space and cannot be broken through.

"combine!"

Be careful first, when Bai Zichen just pinched his finger, Yuexuanjian had already understood his thoughts.

As he shot with the sword silk, he saw several clusters of spiritual light split apart around Huang Ping Sanren, and the protective treasure was broken, directly crossing the golden light weapon, and countless blood sprayed on his chest.

Even taking out the fourth-order talisman, he was really afraid that this cultivator from the central region would have some kind of countermeasure hidden, and he would kill it quickly even if it damaged the original source of the Yuexuan sword.

In order not to take out another fourth-order talisman or other secret treasure later, adding more variables.

The corner of Huang Ping Sanren's mouth twitched, he could only feel countless sword wires passing through his body, as if cut by a knife.

After the endless pain, all feelings went away from him, and his body fell from a high altitude.

Limbs and limbs, the sea of ​​qi in the dantian, and even the sea of ​​consciousness became a mass of paste.

With the sword thread criss-crossing, any means of escape and life-saving are vain.

Call back Yuexuan and knock down the last few golden light weapons.

Because of Huang Pingsan's personal injury, the billions of gold talismans lost control, and several golden lights flew out crookedly, all crooked to the top of the mountain dozens of miles away.

"what?"

As soon as Bai Zichen took Huang Ping Sanren's belongings into his hands, he felt a wave of icy cold power.

Flying to a high place, it turned out that the golden light weapon flying dozens of miles away was blocked by an ice mirror, and the golden light was refracted in the mirror for several rounds, and gradually dissipated.

It was this unexpected golden light weapon that exposed this person, and when he looked closely, the white shadow as thin as a black spot was actually the white-robed female cultivator who left first at the Alchemy King Meeting.

Secretly said no, all his attention was focused on the fight with Huang Ping Sanren, and he didn't have the opportunity to hang his sword high and scan the whole situation.

In addition, the white-robed female cultivator deliberately concealed her whereabouts, so she was not found at such a distance.

"What is your purpose in hiding here?"

Bai Zichen wrapped his voice with true energy, and transmitted it far away, and held the Yuexuan sword in his hand again.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean anything malicious, it just happened to be the right time...you had already started when you wanted to leave, and you stopped in order to avoid misunderstanding."

The female cultivator in white robe flew into the sky, facing each other across the air.

"Of course I'm also curious about the famous Master Bai, and I want to see your sword skills."

"You know me?"

Bai Zichen was a little curious. The other party obviously didn't know him, but he looked like he had heard of it.

"Of course, there are a few people in the world of cultivating immortals in Beiyuan who don't know Bai Zichen's name...Jian Chi commented that you are the number one talent in swordsmanship since ancient times. We don't take it seriously. We think it's Tianhe Sword Sect to cover up the embarrassment of losing the fourth-order flying sword. , looking for an excuse."

The female cultivator in white robe had a cold voice, but her eyes were full of strange colors.

"I didn't expect to meet today, it really is more than that, the sword is refined into silk, and the prototype of the sword is mastered... The foundation of the Rentian Xingzong's skills just now, except for the magic weapon, is completely the standard of the core disciples of the super big sect. , even if Ben Gong is helpless against Shang Yundun."

"What's more, there are fourth-level talismans. Once they are sacrificed, they can only escape with the help of secret treasures... In such a situation, Bai Zhenren can still kill opponents whose cultivation level is higher than his own. It’s a rare asset. Although I didn’t get the clues of the Nine Suns True Fire when I came to Liang, it’s worthwhile to see such a competition.”

"Fellow Daoist Miao Zan, I don't know how to address it?"

Bai Zichen really didn't expect that Yan Yuanzai's evaluation of himself had spread, and he had become a household name in Beiyuan.

"Bengong Xuechan, there will be a chance to meet again in the future... There will be a period later."

After the white-robed female cultivator finished speaking, she turned into a cold light and flew away in gusts of snow.

"Xuechan... the next time you see Tianhe Jianzong, you can ask if there is such a female cultivator in Beiyuan."

Bai Zichen muttered, of course he can tell that the strength of the white-robed female cultivator is not weak, and she cannot simply be regarded as a mid-stage alchemy cultivator.

Just like Huang Ping Sanren, who knows that he is only at the early stage of alchemy on the surface, not only hiding his real cultivation in the middle stage of alchemy, but also has many supernatural means.

Taking out hundreds of millions of gold talismans, even the monks who have completed the alchemy will not be able to please him in his hands.

"You're really tired this time, go back and rest quickly."

The Yuexuan sword felt tired and wronged, and Bai Zichen hurriedly sent it back to the Supreme Qingwei sword box to cultivate.

The realm is not enough, and the original power of the Yuexuan Sword was used to climb to the realm of refining the sword into silk, which would do great damage to the Feijian itself.

This kind of fighting method needs to be nurtured by Yue Xuanjian for at least ten years.

If you use the original source of Feijian again in the middle, you will continue to make ends meet, and it will even affect Feijian's rank.

That's why, he tried his best to rely on the sharpness and fourth-order characteristics of the Yuexuan Sword to fight against the enemy.

Unless it is a last resort, the Yuexuan sword will never be used to the extent that it stimulates the original power.

This is a flying sword that can be used for a long time!

(End of this chapter)