Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 13

The sword light danced, and Xia Shao fled.

With a cruel heart, Ziyun flung out an earthen wall talisman, which turned into an earthen wall, and finally stopped Hua Yuncang.

call……

Hua Yuncang was out of breath, looking at the murderous old Ziyun, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Old Taoist Ziyun is an immortal cultivator, and his ability is naturally superior to that of warriors. He once fought back while chasing and fleeing, but the "Bone Refining" state was still no match for the magic of the immortal family.

This time, he was planted.

"Nie Yi, you are dead."

The old Ziyun stared at Hua Yuncang with sharp eyes and full of evil spirit. This kid's head is worth a lot of money.

In addition, this kid's mouth is too small, he was really angry, if he didn't kill him, he would be upset.

"Old miscellaneous hair has osteoporosis, don't let me break the spine."

Hua Yuncang knew that bad luck was more than good, but his bones were still very hard, and he insinuated that the old Ziyun had no integrity, just like a dog with a broken spine.

On the other hand, he is a warrior in the bone refinement realm, his blood is like lead and mercury, his blood is surging, his muscles and bones are strong, he can make thunder sounds, even in a desperate fight, he may not be without a chance.

"Stupid martial artist, I don't know how broad and powerful the Immortal Dao is."

Old Taoist Ziyun sneered, Hua Yuncang only knew that after successful training in martial arts, there would be an enemy country within a short distance, but he didn't know the horror of the immortal way.

The fight between the two is like a mayfly shaking a big tree, which is extremely ridiculous.

call……

Hua Yuncang didn't say anything anymore, his body shook, as if a stove had been toppled over, the whole body exuded terrifying heat, when he stepped on it, the long street stone slabs shattered, and he rushed out.

After training, his muscles and bones have become as tough as cow tendons. When he bent his arm, his fist as hard as iron, like an arrow drawn from a bow, smashed down towards Ziyun Laodao.

This blow, absolutely splitting mountains and cracking rocks, has already surpassed the scope of manpower. Even a fierce tiger that appeared suddenly would have to be beaten to death alive.

boom!
A punch fell, and before it touched Ziyun's heart, there was a faint golden halo, which resisted the punch.

"You can't break the old-fashioned Vajra Talisman."

Old Ziyun said calmly.

There is a Vajra Talisman affixed to his body, which will be activated automatically in case of danger to resist the damage.

No matter how hard Hua Yunzang's fist was, it couldn't break through the magic of immortality.

"It's this tortoise shell again."

Hua Yuncang's heart sank straight down. The reason why he ran away repeatedly all the way was because of the protection Ziyun Laodao had on him.

He is confident that both of them are unarmed, and he can smash the old man's head.

"If you die under the means of my immortal way, you deserve to die."

With the Vajra Talisman attached to Ziyun's body, he was already invincible. At this time, he has an extra magic sword in his hand.

With his cultivation base, the flying sword technique is too exhausting, so he only uses the simplest method to kill people with a sword.

Although this lacks a bit of the sharpness and freedom of the immortal way, the objects forged, when they meet mundane objects, they will shatter when touched, and they will be broken when cut. It is completely a posture of gods blocking gods and Buddhas blocking gods.

lol...

Huayun Cangyi is a brave man, he danced under the edge of the sword, and escaped repeatedly, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a horse race on the edge of a cliff, and if he persisted for a long time, he would definitely fall to pieces.

Sure enough, with just one carelessness, his body was torn apart by the sword, leaving a terrible wound.

"This old Taoist looks like he is in his seventies and eighties, but he actually beat a young man into a mess, isn't he a fairy descended to earth?"

"The young man is in danger, like a bird in a cage, unable to fly away at all."

"It's unbearable to be decapitated and die at such a young age."

……

Upstairs of the number one scholar, many rich and powerful were attracted by the fighting below.

On weekdays, a few heroes are enough to attract people, but this time there is also a high-level practitioner participating in it, so why not attract attention.

It's just that it's a pity that there are few such Jianghu heroes. Although they have a conscience, they are no match for the sharpness of the magic sword.

They saw it clearly, and they were afraid that after three or five breaths, a young head would roll to the ground.

"A cultivation base of the third level of Qi Refining, a immortal cultivator with no future."

Chen Ergou was also watching, but his expression was very plain. In his eyes, that Ziyun old man who was incomparably famous in the powerful class was just a small person.

That's right, it makes sense that Xiandao has big fists.

Immortal cultivators at the third level of Qi Refining are still the kind of people who have exhausted their potential and cannot advance to the next level. They cannot compare with the favored son of the Immortal Sect.

On the third level of Qi refining, Chen Ergou is qualified to comment, but Chen Sheng dare not talk about it.

He is only at the second level of qi refining, so he still needs to have a little respect for the unscrupulous and old ways of the third level of qi refining based on simple moral concepts.

"This boy is a young man who hates evil like a vengeful man, he shouldn't die."

He just regretted that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. According to the theory of good and evil, Hua Yuncang should live a long life.

"Then let him not die."

Chen Ergou knew that it was Chen Sheng who asked him to help.

Now that Chen Sheng has said everything, he has no reason to refuse.

Upstairs of the number one scholar, a young man who was gradually swallowing thousands of li like a tiger, pulled out one of his hands behind his back, made a sword shape, and chopped down towards the bottom.

"Walking chivalry and fighting for justice, I chose this narrow way, so I can let go of my untimely death."

On the long street, Hua Yuncang was already powerless to fight.

During the fight, he aroused the blood energy in his body several times to collide with the Vajra Talisman, trying to break Ziyun's old way's protection and make a comeback. All drained.

Before he died, he just opened his eyes wide, looked at the old Taoist Ziyun with a strange smile, and swung the magic sword.

The coldness on the sword can be felt several feet away.

Sharp and icy cold.

He could imagine that when the dharma sword passed his neck, there would never be a trace of stagnation, and a human head would roll down in an instant.

Clang!
At this time, he heard a strange sound.

I thought it was the fear between life and death, but I saw a pure sword light flying down from the sky.

He saw that the strange smile on Ziyun's face suddenly froze, and the head on his neck seemed to be shaking too much, and fell to the ground all at once.

"Flying sword to take the head? A young sword fairy?"

At this moment, Hua Yuncang didn't care about Ziyun Old Daoist who spilled blood on the long street, but quickly looked in the direction where Jian Guang came.

What he saw was a figure of a young man leaning on the railing, with a very calm expression on his face. He glanced at the headless old Taoist body and him, and turned back to the tall building without paying any attention.

In the blink of an eye, his mind turned a thousand times, he had already thought a lot, and finally decided that he was a real person in the immortal way, who could keep his face young and fly a sword thousands of miles away to take people's heads.

(End of this chapter)