Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 784: The Breath Disappears
"...It really isn't that simple."

Zhao Yifan thought to himself, the golden needle on his finger fell into his hand in an instant, and the extremely pure aura in his body poured into the golden needle like a mighty river.

The inch-long golden needle flashed with golden light in an instant, and turned into a one-meter-long, cone-shaped magic weapon!

Facing the hundreds of filaments rushing at him with teeth and claws, Zhao Yifan held the golden needle that turned into a golden cone and waved it lightly!
Ding Ding Ding!
There was a dense collision sound like rain hitting plantains, and the hundreds of filaments collided with the gold cones, making a sound like metal and iron.

Hundreds of filaments coiled back one after another.

The speed of the bamboo slip-like Blue House flying in the air obviously slowed down by a beat, and it continued to fly forward without stopping.

Zhao Yifan only felt a slight sense of stagnation in the spiritual energy in his body. Immediately, the air in the sea had transformed into a green shoot with five leaves. With a slight shake of the stems and leaves, the spiritual energy in Zhao Yifan's body instantly recovered.

"Ok?"

The master of Wushuang was a little bit surprised when he saw this, he squeezed a magic formula with both hands, his gestures kept changing, and he gave a soft scold, the Qingwatai flying in the air drew an arc and circled back, and continued to attack Zhao Yifan lingeringly. come.

"Is it just that little skill?"

Zhao Yifan smiled coldly, and without waiting for the Blue House to fly close, he waved the golden awl in his hand, and a stream of pure spiritual energy flew out of the golden awl, hitting the Blue House flying in the air accurately!

Ding sound.

The Blue House, which was hit, suddenly paused in the air.

Immediately.

The Qingwadae, which was originally about the size of bamboo slips, was divided into two pieces, four pieces in two pieces, and sixteen pieces in four pieces... In an instant, it was transformed into hundreds of densely packed pieces!

This time, Zhao Yifan was a little surprised.

But he knew.

This is definitely not the magic weapon of the Wushuang young sect master, which has the function of "clone change". To put it bluntly, this is just a blindfold.

Among the hundreds of bamboo slips, there must be only one bamboo slip that is the real magic weapon, as for the others, they are just illusions.

"Of course it's not all about this."

A flash of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Wushuang Young Sect Master. Regardless of his cultivation, he has already reached the Yin-Yang realm, but in the ancient world, he usually only competed with the disciples of the Wushuang Sect.

And as the young master of the sect, the disciples in the sect naturally have many fetters when they fight against him, they are tied up and dare not use their full strength.

There is also a rule in the ancient world, cultivators cannot do things with ordinary people without reason, although it is similar to the regulations of the Xuanmen Administration.

But the meaning is different.

In the ancient world, ordinary people also know the existence of practitioners. The reason why practitioners are strictly forbidden to attack ordinary people is because every practitioner comes from ordinary people, that is to say, ordinary people are actually practitioners foundation.

So they want to protect ordinary people.

This time, the Wushuang young sect master led the left and right guardians to the Kunlun secret realm. After a few months, although he fought with the monsters and monsters inside several times, he even slaughtered a low-level monster with his own hands. monster.

But to put it bluntly.

There are always two guards on the left and right beside him. Once there is any danger or a relatively high-level monster, the two guards on the left and right will take the first shot to prevent this arrogant young sect master from being in danger, so The Wushuang young sect master actually has very little experience in fighting with others.

Hundreds of bamboo slips roared and danced all over the sky, flying towards Zhao Yifan from front, back, left, and right.

at the same time.

On these bamboo slips, hair-like filaments burst out again.

Due to the sudden increase in the number of bamboo slips, it formed an overwhelming, densely packed scene that made one's scalp feel like it was going to explode.

A flash of light flashed in Zhao Yifan's eyes, and he knew that the real murderous intent had been covered up, unless all the filaments emerging from the bamboo slips could be blocked out in an instant, otherwise , will definitely be recruited!

of course.

There is another way.

That is to find the real filament among these thousands of filaments and block it!
"Hmph! Wait to die!"

Standing tens of meters away, the master of the Wushuang sect saw Zhao Yifan trapped in the Qingwatai, an airtight scene, with a smirk of excitement on his face.

Both the guardians on the left and right breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and thought to themselves, the young sect master can now transform the Qingwatai into hundreds, it seems that usually in private, The young sect master is also very hardworking.

As for Zhao Yifan.

From the point of view of the left and right protectors, he must not be able to escape this time.

Because Zhao Yifan and Wushuang Young Sect Master have the same level of cultivation, in this case, whoever has the most powerful magic weapon will undoubtedly have a great advantage!
The golden awl-like spiritual weapon in Zhao Yifan's hand was carefully observed by the left and right guardians just now. Compared with Qingwatai, the golden awl in his hand is undoubtedly a lower level.

As for the power of the Qingwatai, the left and right guards are well aware of it, don't underestimate that sack of filaments, as long as one of the filaments penetrates into the body, the end will definitely be blown to pieces!

No matter if they are in Qi Refining Realm, Yin-Yang Realm, or higher-level practitioners, no matter how they temper their bodies, they are undoubtedly fragile compared to magic weapons.

This is like no matter how hard the body is cultivated, it is impossible to compare its hardness with a stone.

Practitioners practice how to prolong their lifespan, how to control more powerful power, and how to use this power to destroy enemies or protect themselves!

Seeing that Zhao Yifan was trapped by hundreds of Blue Houses, he was helpless, and there was no way to get out of the trap. The Wushuang Young Sect Master seemed to have seen his body blown to pieces by the Blue House, and couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

In fact, Zhao Yifan has several ways to deal with the current situation.

But besides the Wushuang young sect master, there are two guards on the left and right who are watching covetously.

Zhao Yifan didn't want to expose it so early.

"……As the saying goes!"

In the blink of an eye, an idea suddenly popped up in Zhao Yifan's mind, "Shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first, and capture the king first! This young sect master has the lowest cultivation level, just like they just caught the little old man's ginseng essence Same, I'll catch this young sect master first, and then find a way out!"

Zhao Yifan's thoughts turned, he stomped his feet lightly, the ground under his feet instantly collapsed, Zhao Yifan was submerged in the ground, the five-leaf green seedlings in the air sea swayed wildly, and a wave of extremely pure aura merged into the gold in his hand. cone.

With a light wave of the golden cone, Zhao Yifan easily opened a passage underground. He only heard a loud bang above his head where he was standing just now. Zhao Yifan who was underground felt that the surrounding ground seemed to be shaking too. one time.

Immediately, the three divine senses chased after him without being hindered by the mud, and locked on Zhao Yifan's position in an instant!

"Want to escape from underground?"

After Wushuang Young Sect Master locked onto Zhao Yifan with his spiritual sense, the smile on his face became more and more intense. In his opinion, this is interesting. If Zhao Yifan couldn't even dodge that blow just now, then this battle is inevitable. It's so pointless!
Just like those disciples who fought with him in Wushuangmen before, when they saw the move he used, they usually gave up and gave up. Few people would try their best to try to escape, that kind of fight , in the eyes of the Wushuang young sect master, it was extremely boring.

"This Zhao Yifan is dead."

The spiritual sense found that Zhao Yifan was sneaking fast underground, and the two guards on the left and right also showed a smile on their mouths.

the reason is simple.

Underground, the speed of escape is naturally much slower.

Even with the help of a magic weapon, that would definitely not work.

The other is.

Under the ground, there is the surrounding soil blocking, and there is even less space to hide.

Master Wushuang pinched the spirit formula with his fingers, and it turned into a Qingwatai with hundreds of bamboo slips, and in an instant it turned into a piece again. With his finger, the Qingwatai like bamboo slips turned into a stream of light, flying from the hole that Zhao Yifan broke open at a very high speed. Go, chase Zhao Yifan again under the direction guided by Wushuang's spiritual consciousness!
For practitioners in the Yin-Yang realm, using divine consciousness to lock on to an opponent is a hundred times clearer than seeing with eyes!
Zhao Yifan's spiritual consciousness also firmly locked on the position of Wushuang Young Sect Master.

Incarnation of all things, incarnation of all things!
of course.

Zhao Yifan has not yet realized the incarnation of all things, but Zhao Yifan has been able to master the incarnation of all things proficiently now!
After the spiritual consciousness locked on the Wushuang Young Sect Master, Zhao Yifan, who was walking rapidly underground, disappeared from the spiritual consciousness of the Wushuang Young Sect Master and others in an instant.

"what 's wrong?"

Guardian Zuo was shocked.

The moment Zhao Yifan disappeared, he noticed something strange.

Feeling that Zhao Yifan's aura was torn apart in that instant, and dozens of Zhao Yifan's auras were formed, just like the magic weapon Qingwatai of Wushuang Young Sect Master just now, abruptly changing one aura into dozens of auras, making people feel helpless Distinguish between true and false.

"not good!"

The protector on the right was also taken aback. He raised his hand, and the "fishing rod"-like magic weapon in his hand swung a bit, and the light balls released earlier spread out in all directions.

The master of the Wushuang sect was also a little dazed, because he observed with his spiritual sense, only to find that Zhao Yifan's aura disappeared in an instant. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. For a while, he didn't know what to do. The Blue House, the magic weapon chasing Zhao Yifan, also stopped.

next moment.

A figure, like a ghost, appeared beside Young Sect Master Wushuang, with a golden awl shining in his hand, it pressed against Young Sect Master Wushuang's back heart.

(End of this chapter)