Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

"what?"

Not only the five people next to him were shocked, but also the young people.

After being stunned for a moment, he smiled angrily: "Okay! I'll let you see what a strong spirit congealer is."

As a result, his hands formed seals, and a powerful spiritual force spread instantly.

Seeing this, the five people on the side realized that they were really going to do something, and hurriedly dodged far away.

"For this first move, I only use [-]% of my spiritual power, you can take it well." The young man said coldly.

Mu Hanchan also had a serious face, and set the spear with the green dragon and phoenix pattern heavily on the ground, with the end of the spear penetrating half a foot into the ground.

"What is Lao Mu doing?" one person asked.

"Isn't it? Does he want to catch it empty-handed?" another person guessed.

Another person said, "Isn't this courting death?"

"Hurry up and persuade him, it's still too late to give up at this time."

"Forget it, I can't be persuaded, it's already reached this point, after our move is over, stop it quickly, and then rush to rescue."

Both Mu Hanchan and the young man heard the words on the side, but they didn't pay attention because they were focusing on each other.

"Cold Spirit Palm!"

The young man said in his heart, so his hands changed, and a cold breath spread from his hands.

"First Form: Thin Cold Sweeping Qi."

Suddenly, a burst of at least level 30 ice cold (-6°C) hit like a level [-] storm ([-] feet/half a breath).

"Dark Spirit Formation! Dark Spirit Shield."

Mu Hanchan quickly propped up the second-level spiritual shield.

呲呲!

"what!"

Even though the people next to them had already hid a foot away, they were still ruthlessly affected. In an instant, their eyebrows were stained with frost, and their hair was frozen stiff.

When the brief cold storm passed by, Mu Hanchan was still in place.

"Huh? Old Mu actually caught it?"

Then the frozen bodies of several people trembled, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

The young man was also surprised, originally he thought that he could freeze Mu Hanchan into an iceman with one move, or send him flying.But I didn't expect it to be completely motionless.

Mu Hanchan also moved his hands and feet, because even with the dark spirit shield blocking him, there was still a small amount of cold air invading his meridians, which made him very uncomfortable.

The young man couldn't hold back his face, his eyes were cold, so he used the next move without saying a word, and increased his spiritual power to [-]%.

"Second Form: Nine Cold Strikes!"

Immediately, a ball of cold air in the palm suddenly dispersed into nine small balls, hitting Mu Hanchan from different directions.

The cold air in each small group has a five-level ice cold (-50°C).

"Dark Spirit Shield! Level [-]!"

Mu Hanchan didn't dare to neglect at all, and once again propped up the dark spirit shield, and increased the spiritual power to 9 times.

呲呲!

There was another burst of spiritual friction.

In the end, the nine cold groups were still unable to break through after surrounding the black light curtain for several weeks, and there was a "poof"

dissipated.

"This is impossible!"

The young people's attack this time was targeted, not large-scale, so the five people on the side were not affected. Although they had already hidden farther away, it was completely unnecessary.

And the young people were also shocked.

Because he had already used [-]% of his spiritual power this time, and he was attacking from multiple directions, but he still couldn't break through Mu Hanchan's dark spirit shield.

This is the Heaven Rank Kungfu!
Even if he didn't use his full strength to deal with two high-level enemies, he could easily deal with them.

Because the quality of Mu Hanchan's spiritual power is too high, the density of the spiritual shield is extremely high.Even if the young people have already condensed to the third level, and the spiritual power value is far higher than Mu Hanchan, but the quality of the spiritual power is really discussed.That is to say, the quality of his spiritual power in the Condensed Spirit Realm is definitely not ranked high.And at the level of Condensed Origin Realm, it is almost impossible to have someone with higher quality of spiritual power than Mu Hanchan.

Not only is the cultivation efficiency of the heaven-level exercises extremely high, but the degree of spiritual power purification is also unparalleled.

"it is good!"

The young man said coldly, "Then you will take my last move."

"Third Form: Yan Dong Su Bone!"

Immediately, a cloud of extremely spiritual cold air hit Mu Hanchan in an irregular shape.

"Dynamic spiritual power!" Someone from the five people on the side exclaimed in surprise.

Quickly said: "Senior, you are not fair. You can't use dynamic spiritual power to attack people below the spirit realm!"

But the young man said coldly: "Shut up! He asked for it. I'm going to take him down today. What face do I have to worship my uncle? What face do I have to go back to my mountain gate!"

Before the cold spirit group came, Mu Hanchan already felt the great pressure.

This time the young man directly used [-]% of his spiritual power.

"Dark Spirit Formation! Dark Spirit Shield! Level [-]!"

Mu Hanchan directly raised the level of the spirit shield to the highest level he can currently use, a fourth-level dark spirit shield, a shield with 27 times the normal spiritual power.

Zizi!Squeak!Chuck!

When the dynamic cold energy group rushed towards the black light shield, there was no unexpected violent collision, but it swam slowly as if attached to it.

But Mu Hanchan felt that his spiritual power was being consumed rapidly!
After a while, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing Mu Hanchan's state, the previous person said, "Old Mu, don't hold on! There's nothing shameful about losing to senior, just admit your mistake to senior, and this matter will be over."

"Yes, yes! Senior's cultivation at the third level of Condensation Spirit must not be too similar to our monks in the Condensation Realm."

"Besides, the two of you are still members of the same sect. If it gets out, it will be bad for the sect's reputation. If the upper echelon of the sect finds out, I'm afraid both of you will be punished."

It seems that these words are not meant for Mu Hanchan, but for young people.

Because all five of them knew that Mu Hanchan was just a person from the handyman's yard. Although he had left, he was still a handyman.But it's different for young people. Fighting with monks in the Yuan Condensation Realm across two levels, no matter whether they win or lose, will make people talk about it and make people talk about it.

But the young man is such a person, just like Mu Hanchan is that kind of person.

After the young man heard this, his eyes also changed, but they were even colder.

"what!"

Mu Hanchan was sweating profusely, like raindrops.Finally, after a few more breaths, I felt that the agile cold air had finally been exhausted, and I relaxed a little.

At this time, the young man's eyes turned cold, and the imprint on his hand changed instantly.

The cold air group that had consumed less than one-tenth of it instantly attacked the black light curtain with [-]% of its spiritual power.

"puff!"

The black light curtain was instantly broken, and the remnants of spiritual power hit Mu Hanchan's chest heavily.

Suddenly, a huge force like a thousand catties came from his chest.

But Mu Hanchan didn't fly out like a kite with a broken string as the young people expected, but the moment he was repelled, he pulled out the green dragon and phoenix spear, took a lot of steps back, and hit the wall of the cemetery. the wall.

After a long time.

"puff!"

Mu Hanchan spat out a mouthful of blood, and countless dense fine lines suddenly appeared on the wall of the cemetery, and finally collapsed slowly like fine lime.

"Oh my god! Lao Mu actually took it! This is dynamic spiritual power!"

"Yes! The signboard of a monk in the Condensation Realm."

"Ah! Why did the wall collapse! It's over, we're going to be punished with spirit stones."

Mu Hanchan stood up slowly, with the same cold eyes, and asked, "Can you put aside your spiritual pet and enter the cemetery by yourself?" and slowly clenched the green dragon and phoenix gun.

The young man's eyes were cold and he said nothing.

The five people beside them didn't know what to say at all, and they didn't know how to end this situation.

It was like this for a while.

"Cough cough!"

Mu Hanchan coughed twice again, and spit out blood again.

It seems that this time, he was seriously injured.

No matter what the cultivation techniques are, it is difficult to bridge the huge gap in strength between the two major levels.

The young people are very unwilling, and they are unbelievable in their unwillingness.

Just as he was about to say something, a voice suddenly came from the sky.

"Okay! Juniors of the Yin-Yang Sect, don't bully the weak and disgrace our sect." Then he saw a middle-aged man with a short beard appearing out of nowhere in the air in front of him with a cloud of mist under his feet.

"Spiritual pill realm powerhouse!"

The five people on the side were shocked, and Mu Hanchan also looked at the person in front of him in amazement.

In fact, it didn't appear suddenly, but the speed was too fast to be noticed at all.

Those who are strong in the realm of spiritual pills can fly at supersonic speed or even several times the speed of sound for a short period of time.

"Senior Mo!"

The young man saluted and asked, "What wind brought you here?"

The middle-aged man said: "You can come to worship your uncle, but why can't I come to worship my friend?"

"Of course it can."

"That's fine. I can hear the quarrel between you and this junior Ningyuan clearly from dozens of miles away." The middle-aged man said.

The young man wondered: "Senior Mo, this Ning Yuan Xiaoxiu doesn't know what kind of skills he has cultivated, but he can actually receive my dynamic spiritual power!"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Have you used dynamic spiritual power?"

"me."

The young people began to falter.

"You are a cultivator in the Condensed Spirit Realm, even if you are a monk in the Condensed Yuan Realm, you still use dynamic spiritual power? Do you want your face? Do you want the face of Yinyangmen? Do you want Ziyunshan's face? gone?"

The middle-aged man asked with displeasure.

Unexpectedly, the young man's face was gloomy, and he said back: "Senior Mo! Say I can, don't take my mountain gate!"

"I'll take it, what can you do?"

The middle-aged man asked back.

The young man's face was flushed, but he dared not speak any more.

"What kind of identity do you dare to accuse me? Your master doesn't even dare to talk to me like that. Go ask your master, am I afraid of your Yin Yang sect?" the middle-aged man said with a frosty face.

He also said: "Yin Yang Sect is domineering over other Sects, yet dare to come in front of me? Do you want to accept my three tricks?"

The young man was terrified immediately, suppressed all his emotions, knelt on one knee and said, "I dare not, it's Lan Chen's fault."

The middle-aged man calmed down, looked at Mu Hanchan, and asked, "You seem to be from my Yunyang sect, too, from the mountain?"

"Cough cough!"

Mu Hanchan coughed, and said in a salute, "My junior is from Yanmo Mountain."

"Huh? It's actually my Yanmo Mountain?"

"Senior is also from Yanmo Mountain?"

"This seat is naturally."

The middle-aged man asked knowingly again: "Have you entered the teacher's school?"

"Not yet."

"Oh."

After that, I want to leave.

"Senior, wait!"

Mu Hanchan said.

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man turned his head and asked.

Mu Hanchan hesitated for a while, then made a decision, propping up the spear with the green dragon and phoenix pattern, knelt down on one knee, and said firmly: "I don't have a teacher yet, and today I am grateful to my senior for helping me. "

"Give me a reason to accept you!" The middle-aged man seemed not surprised, and said lightly.

Mu Hanchan looked directly at the middle-aged man and said, "Because I will become your most outstanding disciple."

The second small volume: "In the Handyman's Courtyard" is finished.