Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 493: Response and Proper Consideration

High in the sky, Xu Yuanchang's afterimages exploded one after another, but the next moment, Xu Yuanchang appeared dozens of miles away. Facing the pressing offensive of the Ninth Heaven master, he was weak but not afraid.

The spectators were sweating, it was too thrilling and exciting.
Dancing on the edge of a knife, if you are not careful you will end up being smashed to pieces.

Gu Yunzhu held Yu Fengwu tightly, fearing that she would rush to help, and warned her in a voice transmission: "Good sister, you must not cause trouble. The sect master said in advance that he can handle it. If you go, it will distract him. The sect master asked me to watch you."

Yu Fengwu almost laughed out of anger. Is she such an ungrateful and unruly woman?

She could see that the sect leader was not in danger.

Before she found a way to defend against the original attack, she was indeed not qualified to get involved, and she knew this.

Before we knew it, the sect leader had become so powerful.

"Let go, don't pull and disturb me from watching the master being beaten."

"Aren't you worried about the safety of the Sect Master?"

Gu Yunzhu asked deliberately, how could she let go so easily.

Instead, he entangled them with an invisible starlight, and they had to fight together desperately, without leaving anyone behind.

Yu Fengwu rolled her eyes. Just didn't believe her, huh?
After Xu Yuanchang's afterimage was shattered, he reappeared. He shouted, "You're inviting trouble!"

He displayed an improved magical power called "Fire Appears in Mind", which, with the blessing of the fire spirit, allowed Nan Yuhe, who was one realm higher than him, to be caught off guard and suddenly a blazing flame appeared on his body.

The fire spirit can be divided into two forms, one yin and one yang, each with its own strengths and weaknesses.

They have long been accustomed to complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses and relying on each other.

Nan Yuhe snorted coldly, and a white mist surged from his body. With a "puff", the flames that had just risen were extinguished.

Xu Yuanchang, who was dozens of miles away, seized a moment's advantage and transformed into seven figures with different expressions in the air.

Some fled backwards, some held the bronze tablet and used their fingers as pens to write and draw, some raised their sticks and swords and stabbed in the air, and some chanted non-stop, and the sound of scriptures echoed.

Nan Yuhe was a little annoyed in his heart, and he waved his sleeves forward, making a few "puff" sounds.

The only figure left in the sky was the Taoist priest holding the stele and chanting scriptures.

A stick sword suddenly appeared from behind and stabbed silently at the vital point on the back of Nan Yuhe's heart.

"How dare you show off your trivial skills!"

Four or five shadows appeared on Nan Yuhe's body, and he reached out and grabbed the stick and sword that dared to attack him. He wanted to confiscate the semi-immortal weapon that the boy relied on, but what he got was an ordinary spirit wood stick.

"Bang!" Nan Yuhe crushed the wooden stick in anger, and at the same time, a talisman light exploded more than ten feet away from his feet.

The huge flames swept over and forced Nan Yuhe to move nearby. He put away his contempt. The boy had been able to do tricks right under his nose twice in a row and launched real and fake attacks on him. He deserved to take him seriously.

With two "bangs", the last two figures in the air exploded.

Xu Yuanchang was quite helpless. The strength gap between the two sides was too big, and his many methods could not threaten Nanyu River.

He suddenly had an idea and tried to use his spiritual consciousness as a pen to write the word "Zhenshen" on the surface of the Zhentian Monument that was stored in the space, and released the Wufeng Sword to interfere with the opponent's detection.

A flash of cold light whistled out of thin air, transforming into a sky full of sword shadows that shot towards the Nanyu River with great momentum.

"Boy, let me show you my skills!"

Nan Yuhe paid no attention to the flying sword's bluffing. Even if it really stabbed him, it would not hurt him. He waited for the flying sword with the sword soul to approach, and then captured it by surprise, making that kid suffer.

He stretched out the five fingers of both hands, and played out the mysterious Yin-Yang magic, striking up into the sky repeatedly.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were surging in the sky. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds. A thousand-foot-tall shadow descended like a god, overlooking the hundreds of miles below.

Nan Yuhe did not hesitate to consume his magical power and used the divine way of heaven and earth to conduct a large-scale investigation.

How can we save our dignity if we don't find that kid?
Many monks and cultivators who heard the news rushed to the scene, watching a battle in which there was a huge disparity in strength but which made them feel very excited. Most of them put themselves in the shoes of the Taoist priest, hoping to gain some insights and inspiration from the confrontation.

It’s a rare spectacle that only appears once in a thousand years. If you miss it, there will be no next time.

Someone exclaimed, "It's the magical power of 'God's Heavenly Power', retreat quickly."

Everyone retreated to a farther distance. If they were dragged into the vortex of the battlefield, it would be no joke.

Yu Fengwu was also pulled by Gu Yunzhu to retreat another two hundred miles. She was a little worried about the safety of the sect master.

I am also curious about how the sect leader will deal with such a passive situation?
The pressure between heaven and earth doubled, gradually becoming viscous.

The sword shadows in the air dissipated, and the Windless Sword, whose speed was increasingly restricted, disappeared into the void.

Xu Yuanchang, who could not hide, slashed with his stick sword, "swish", and tore a line of loose space several miles long. The next moment, an attack from the sky followed him like a shadow, and a white light flashed, and the figure exploded and floated away.

Xu Yuanchang appeared again and used his stick sword to break the restriction. He used a combination of Dahuo Luo Dou Shu, Phantom Escape Shu and Qingfeng Invisible Shu to compete in speed with the attack that was coming in an instant. His movements were flashing and dazzling.

The spectators were thrilled and dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, they traveled hundreds of miles, and the divine power pressure in that area was completely destroyed.

The phantom of the god in the sky suddenly made a divine gesture of clasping his hands together, and "bang", Xu Yuanchang slammed into the invisible wall that appeared out of thin air. He was too slow to use his stick sword to break the restriction again.

A white light flashed, and the phantom armor on Xu Yuanchang's body burst into colorful light.

The ripples of the waves dissolve the divine spells and original attacks.

The white light that followed enveloped the area. Xu Yuanchang staggered back and disappeared.

"Dongxu, like fire!"

A faint sound was heard amidst the series of loud noises.

Nan Yuhe was hit by a rocket from behind, and the flames spread out with a hint of lightning mixed in.

The flame went out in an instant. Nan Yuhe heard a faint flash of lightning and sensed a familiar divinity. His heart skipped a beat. When did that guy get involved with Monk Tongyuan?
He instantly realized who was meddling in his affairs and detoxifying Yu Fengwu.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he weighed the pros and cons.

With a cold snort, he waved his hand to disperse the shadowy figure of the god that was making hand gestures again in the sky, and did not continue to cast more powerful spells.

Even though the kid was being beaten passively, he refused to use magic to escape. It turned out that Monk Tongyuan was backing him up.

He didn't have to give face to Mu Xiaoxiao and Lin Sanren because this was Shinto territory.

However, Monk Tongyuan had a bad reputation, a strange temper, and was also a member of Shinto, so he dared not offend him.

He and Yu Wusheng together were not enough to defeat Monk Tongyuan, which made the old monk angry. He was worried that the ancestral hall of Qingliang Mountain would be demolished.

That guy is so insidious!
“Captain Xu Yuan, release Yun Gaolan. Qingyao Mountain will have a place in Zhoushan Territory.”

Nan Yuhe's expression was calm as he spoke slowly.

He had to protect his captured men, otherwise how could he convince the others? Several monks from Qingliang Mountain had already rushed over.

Since he couldn't force the boy with tough measures, he decided to try another method and tell him that he was determined to win.

Xu Yuanchang appeared a hundred miles away, and used his magic power to roll up a ray of crystal light that was lost in the illusionary armor array, collected it into the space, and placed it on the altar of creation for refining.

He is protected by golden light and phantom armor, and is not afraid of the opponent's divine spell and original poison. He has been fooled by Chi Kai and suffered from the poison of Shenxiu, and he will not make the same mistake again.

He laughed and said, "It's all a misunderstanding. Now that it's out of the question, Xu must let him go."

A three-foot-high Zhentian Stele appeared in his hand, and he made a hand gesture and pulled and threw it again and again.

The black-robed woman tumbled in the air in a miserable state, the sword light dissipated like mist.

"Gao Lan, come back and stop making trouble."

Nan Yuhe knew that the Sword Master was no match for Xu Yuanchang, and that continuing to fight would only bring humiliation upon himself, so he shouted.

The black-robed woman had escaped death, so she didn't dare to make a scene. She put away her sword and flew back to the ancestor obediently.

Xu Yuanchang put away the bronze tablet, clasped his fists towards the opposite side, and quietly disappeared into the air. He thought it was a good deal to be able to exchange a prisoner for Nan Yuhe's public promise that Qingyaoshan would no longer be targeted.

He didn't worry about being retaliated by the divine swordsman woman at all. If he could catch her once, he could kill her a second time.

After returning to the top of Qingyao Peak, Xu Yuanchang could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xu Shengtian appeared beside him in an instant, and hurried forward to support him in shock, "Uncle, how are you injured? Are you poisoned by the divine spell or the origin of poison?"

"It's okay, just a minor injury, it will recover in two days."

Xu Yuanchang pushed his nervous nephew away, smiled, took out a healing pill and swallowed it.

A flame burned away the blood on the ground.

The phantom armor blocked the white light attack for him, and he inevitably suffered some injuries. He had been enduring it before and refused to show weakness, but now he felt much better after spitting it out.

He dealt with Nan Yuhe for a long time, consuming a lot of his spiritual energy, and was unable to complete the painting of the word "Zhenshen" on the surface of the bronze tablet.

He would have to spend extra time practicing in the future. He felt that he could successfully draw with his spiritual sense. His idea was not wrong, but the mistake was that he was trying to do it at the last minute.

He deliberately let the fire spirit leak a trace of lightning to let Nan Yuhe discover the clue. He took advantage of the old monk's notoriety to achieve the goal of ending the matter peacefully. Before fighting with Nan Yuhe, he had already planned a way out.

Xu Shengtian observed carefully for a moment and seeing that his uncle had no other symptoms, he asked about the challenge.

Xu Yuanchang casually released three corpses and another bag containing Yu Zhengyang and others. He was planning to confront them, but he didn't use it. He returned it to his nephew and said with a smile: "The Deyi Sect has been annihilated. I fought with Nan Yuhe for a while, but I didn't get the upper hand. I learned a lot of experience."

This is the biggest gain of his challenge this time.

As they were talking, Yu Fengwu and Gu Yunzhu flew back from the mountain gate, and the two supreme elders had already returned to the top of the mountain.

There were bursts of cheers coming from afar. Qingyao Mountain would no longer be targeted. This was the best news for the disciples below. They would dare to go out in the future.

"Master, when can you teach me some sword techniques?"

Yu Fengwu bared her teeth and landed on the top of the mountain with a smile. Then she noticed the blood on the corner of the sect master's mouth that had not been wiped clean, and hurriedly asked: "How is the injury? Let me see."

She had personally experienced the insidiousness and power of the Origin Poison.

Xu Yuanchang let his wrist be grabbed and said with a smile: "I was not hit by the divine spell or the origin poison. I was just shocked. You can come back later. The minor injuries will be healed."

In addition to swordsmanship, Yu Fengwu usually likes to study medical skills.

She often went out on her own, and even the most serious injuries she suffered could be handled by herself without asking for help from others.

After investigating for a long while, he let go of his right hand and said, "Nan Yuhe is insidious and cunning. You must be on guard. You should rest and recuperate early. I will help you protect the law."

Without further ado, he dragged the sect leader to the courtyard halfway up the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Gu Yunzhu told the brothers who did not go to watch the battle in detail about how the sect master "challenged" the sect and the fight with Nan Yuhe. He talked for half an hour. At the end, he was full of emotion: "The sect master's talent is 'learning'. He can integrate various skills he has learned and bring forth new ideas. He can actually fight with Nan Yuhe of the Ninth Heaven for a long time."

Even though she had the experience and insights from her past life, she was still left behind by the sect leader.

From the fight between the clan leader and Nan Yuhe, she saw the shadows of the Dahuoluo Fighting Technique and the Fire-Startling Technique that the clan leader had learned in his early years.

After listening to this, Xu Shengtian thought for a moment and said, "Wait until I complete the mission of guarding 'Yao Mu'. Yunzhu, you can go to the secret realm of the ghost world and retreat for hundreds of years. Uncle San has reached a secret deal with the old ghost in Youluo House. You can go there next time."

Gu Yunzhu smiled and nodded. She needed a long period of seclusion.

Three days later, Xu Yuanchang walked out of the meditation room.

Yu Fengwu looked at him for a while, and when he was sure that the master had fully recovered, he suddenly shouted, "Look at the sword!"

A flash of sword light appeared and chopped down at the sect master's head. She was not worried about hurting the sect master who was the best at escaping among his peers.

Two figures chased from the backyard to the front yard, and then chased into the air, attracting Gu Yunzhu and Xu Shengtian to watch.

"Master, don't let me use your elusive sword move."

Yu Fengwu shouted loudly in dissatisfaction.

She was already proficient in the Dahuoluo fighting technique before, and when she was in the lower world, she had also taught the sect master how to move. This time, the two of them used the same body movements and walked together like shadows, one with a light and agile posture, and the other moving as strangely as the wind.

Xu Yuanchang laughed and said, "Feng Wu, why don't you keep a little distance and give me some space to display my skills? If you want to steal my skills, you don't have to get so close, right?"

How could he not see the female swordsman's little thoughts; they were all clearly shown on her face.

Yu Fengwu pushed her speed to the limit, chasing the master with a precious sword, but she could not get closer than three meters. She thrust the sword energy, but missed by a few inches. She knew the master did it on purpose, so she shouted, "Don't be so proud. Don't let me see that sword move. I'll keep chasing you."

There was no need to be polite when speaking to the sect leader.

She was just craving for that new and strange sword move that she had never seen before.

"Here it comes, be careful!"

Xu Yuanchang turned in the air and stabbed with his right index and middle fingers, and the two men flew face to face in a circle.

Yu Fengwu suddenly realized something was wrong and wanted to swing her sword to fight back, but she was a moment too slow. "Bang", she was stabbed by a sword that suddenly appeared from behind. There were light waves flowing on her clothes, but she was not injured, but she was scared.

It was so weird. By the time her consciousness detected the sneak attack, the sword had already pierced her back.

When she turned around suddenly, the ordinary sword disappeared out of thin air.

No wonder Nanyuhe was hit twice in a row.

It’s impossible to guard against it.

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(End of this chapter)