Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 518: Turning defeat into victory
Xu Yuanchang was a man who would "give a little respect to someone, and I will give a little respect to them." He sneered and retaliated:
"Nan Yuhe, you are an old man who is confused and bewildered. When did Xu send you any information? You are also a great Ninth Heaven Divine Daoist. It was your own decision to go to the Void Torrent to help suppress the demons. How could you be swayed by a few words from others? And you even accused me of harming you? Hey, you are simply brainless."

There had been a feud between him and Nan Yuhe, and they had no friendship at all.

As soon as the old man met him, he went to him to question him, but he did not tolerate the other party's faults and refuted his argument with reason and evidence.

Those who respect others will be respected by others; those who disrespect others should be treated the same way they are treated.

"Uh...you two should talk it out, please don't hurt each other's feelings."

Zhong Xixiong hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

At this juncture, let's stop the internal strife.

Having said that, he did not interfere.

Nan Yuhe was furious. He raised his hand and a divine thunder exploded, shattering the figure of Xu Yuanchang ten miles away.

"Don't worry about it, Old Zhong. If I don't teach that troublemaker a lesson today, I will be furious."

Several more divine thunderbolts instantly struck, blasting away the figures that flashed and retreated one after another. Nan Yuhe knew that he could not do anything to a ninth-rank illusion master. In such a wilderness, the illusion master would just dodge, and he could not attack him at all. He said sarcastically, "Boy, besides being good at talking, sarcastic, and evasive, what real skills do you have?"

He didn't dare to bring it up again with the "failure to suppress the demon" incident.

Because there was someone else who informed him, and the two old monks Wurong and Xuanyin brought about a great heavenly calamity before they died, which was equivalent to offsetting their debts with their lives and indirectly helped them escape. No one can blame the dead.

This was the first time in thousands of years that someone pointed at his nose and called him "brainless", which made him very angry.

He wanted to provoke the other party into a fight and find an opportunity to give him a good beating.

Xu Yuanchang retreated a hundred miles away, stopped, stretched out his hand and made a mysterious gesture, easily collecting the divine thunders that hit his head one after another into the Thunder Seal. He no longer needed to take the treasure in his hand to show off.

"Nan Yuhe, you have to give face yourself. I will fight you for three moves without moving. Your moves are really not good enough."

It is true that he is a master of illusion. He is not only good at escaping, but also has solid skills in other areas.

When he was in the Eight-Storied Tower before, he had fought with Nan Yuhe once.

Not afraid of that old guy who always bullies others by taking advantage of his power.

Nan Yuhe saw that the other party calmly took away the divine thunder that he had struck down, and guessed that Xu might be carrying a rare treasure.

Seeing that the other party could not bear the provocation, he sneered and said, "Boy, as long as you don't run away and fight me for three moves, if you can withstand it, from now on, wherever you go, I will retreat three steps away."

He really didn't believe it, with his eight thousand years of accumulation and profound strength of the late ninth heaven cultivation.

No matter how hard you try, you can't suppress a ninth-level illusionist who has just been promoted for less than 60 years.

Then all these years he has wasted.

Xu Yuanchang stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, old man. I will not retreat or avoid you. I will definitely make you lose face today."

I have already prepared several response plans in my mind.

Xia Kuzhi's death made him very angry.

Zhong Xixiong tried to persuade them indifferently, saying "peace is the most important thing" and "you two should not ruin the harmony". However, seeing that the two men were getting more and more tense and ignored his advice, and even made a bet that they would fight for three moves, he was happy to watch the fun.

I felt a little confused. Taoist Xu seemed so confident. How could he fight against Nanyu River?
In a fight between people of the same level, if the difference in strength is too great, the outcome is often decided in one move.

Nan Yuhe was extremely angry. The other party was so arrogant that he didn't bother to be polite. He clasped his hands together, chanted a magic spell, and sensed the world with his palms. A palm print a hundred feet in size pressed down on the other party's head.

The texture of the fingers is condensed and clearly visible, with a hint of spiritual energy and original power lingering around.

It is accompanied by a whistling wind and is extremely powerful.

He wanted to use a tough move to defeat Xu boy cleanly and neatly.

Xu Yuanchang had a sneer on his face. He had already communicated with the blessed land in advance. He had the confidence to borrow the power of such a huge Qiyuntai blessed land. He punched towards the sky with his right hand.

The fist shadow quickly expanded to a size of fifty or sixty feet.

The momentum displayed in an instant was not inferior to that of the opponent in the slightest.

"Bang", the fists and palms collided, a loud roar sounded, and a strong wind blew like an overwhelming sea.

A palm and a fist were stuck in the air. No matter how Nan Yuhe used his original strength and magic power, the fist shadow would not collapse or retreat. The two sides fought hard and actually ended up being evenly matched.

Zhong Xixiong felt that he was acting as a middleman and was shocked when he saw this.

He carefully observed Taoist Xu whose knees were sunk into the rocky ground. It was true that he had no help from any treasures and was supported solely by his magical powers. He seemed to be at a slight disadvantage, but how long had it been since he advanced to the Ninth Floor?
I felt deeply moved in my heart. Xu Yuanchang is a young man who is really formidable. He really has the ability to be arrogant.

The new generation replaces the old, the new generation pushes the old generation forward, and Nan Yuhe is living a dog's life at his old age.

He deliberately provoked trouble, but couldn't suppress it. Now let's see how that old guy ends up.

"Boy, you are not worthy enough to compete with me."

Nan Yuhe's face was distorted and ferocious, like a man fighting for a breath, a god fighting for a stick of incense. He kept pressing down with his right hand, and the magic power in his body surged like a river, firmly restraining the boy who didn't know how to live or die.

With a wave of his left hand, he took out a dark red finger-thick thunder incense and shook it twice in the air.

A hissing smoke of lightning and thunder rose from the charred incense head, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of the mouth.

"The divine thunder rises, five thunders boom!" As the divine spell was chanted, the thunder smoke that absorbed the blood mist disappeared mysteriously.

Lightning suddenly tore through the gloomy sky, and the scorching light illuminated the sky and the earth in a pale white. The Five Elements Divine Thunder made a loud "crack" and smashed towards the head of Taoist Xu who was unable to move below.

The power of the five thunders combined into one is far beyond what he had previously unleashed with the palm thunder, at least five times more powerful.

Now he just wanted to kill that ignorant kid, although he knew it was unlikely because the kid would definitely use magic to escape at the critical moment and would not fight to the death. For the sake of his face, he had to defeat Xu, even at the cost of his soul and treasures.

He didn't expect that the boy had hidden such unfathomable strength.

He is only in the early ninth level, but he is already comparable to him who is in the late ninth level.

I wonder how that guy did it?
Xu Yuanchang made a lightning-inducing gesture with his left hand, surrounded by green light, and quickly pointed it at the bright colorful lightning ball that was nearby.

"Bang", the moment the lightning exploded, the lightning was drawn into the lightning seal in his left sleeve.

The remaining arcs of lightning jumped on the surface of the body and were easily dissipated by the phantom armor.

It's a battle of wits rather than strength, and his treasure is also part of his strength.

Pulling the vitality of the blessed land into power, it turned into a fist shadow that competed with the palm print in the air, resisting wave after wave of huge pressure.

He honed his fighting spirit, gained experience and skills in battles with opponents of the same level, and after mastering the art of leveraging force, he was no longer afraid of old monsters who had been practicing for seven or eight thousand years. With his endless stamina, he could wear down his opponents.

Two figures flew in from the horizon, which was a sign of the scholar and the ninth-rank monster bear.

The two men saw this scene from afar and cheered. Although they didn't know why the two were fighting, they looked up to Xu Yuanchang because he was able to fight against Nan Yuhe's magic power head-on.

Nan Yuhe saw that more and more old guys were returning, and he felt even more embarrassed. He shouted loudly, and a majestic god three hundred feet tall rose up behind him. The god clasped his hands together, waved them mysteriously a few times, and then clenched his fist like a hammer and smashed fiercely at the opposite side.

He had no choice but to use the move of combining his trance form with his true self, intending to defeat the boy in one fell swoop.

If you delay it any longer, it will only get uglier.

He was in a bad mood because his good friend Yu Wusheng disappeared in the void torrent, and now he regretted causing trouble for that boy.

Xu Yuanchang would not sit idle, he followed suit and a three-hundred-foot-tall Dharma image appeared behind him. However, compared to the clear and solid image of the god opposite him, this one was vague and unclear, and much inferior.

He also strengthened his connection with the tree clones in the blessed land, bringing in even more vitality.

At this critical moment, there is no time to care about the loss of the blessed land.

"Boom!", two huge forces collided violently, and the shock wave that spread out flattened the rocks within dozens of miles nearby, and the dust was rolled up into the air.

Veins bulged on Xu Yuanchang's forehead and his feet sank again.

His body shook violently, and after withstanding several waves of force, it slowly stabilized, and his breathing and complexion improved rapidly.

The three people watching the fight were secretly amazed, wondering what extraordinary secret method Taoist Xu used?
Or maybe it's a costly way to squeeze your potential and spirit?

Otherwise it would be hard to explain why the early ninth level could withstand the pressure from Nan Yuhe time and time again?

Seeing that Taoist Xu still had a lot of stamina, and Nan Yuhe still refused to give up, Zhong Xixiong despised him in his heart. Of course, he preferred Taoist Xu, who had a promising future, and reminded them, "Three moves have been made. Stop it, or you will lose face if you continue to fight."

Using Nan Yuhe's previous big talk as a sarcastic remark, he must stay away from Fellow Daoist Xu from now on.

This will become a great joke.

Nan Yuhe said in a muffled voice: "The three moves haven't finished yet, the wrestling will end when one side falls down."

He threw away his dignity and continued the stalemate with his palm prints.

I'm going to kill that guy even if I have to.

Seeing that the scholar was very close to Xu Yuanchang because of the relationship between him and Jia Shusheng, he was worried that Xu Yuanchang would not last long, so he said, "On the way back, I met Taoist Mu. She can be back in a quarter of an hour at most, so that's enough."

Xiong Youzhao was just watching the fun with a cheerful smile, it didn't matter to him who won or lost.

Adding fuel to the fire, he echoed, "Fellow Daoist Nan, that's enough. Why make such a fuss?"

Nan Yuhe's mouth twitched and he groaned, "I haven't lost yet, so stop worrying about it."

He is already in a difficult situation, so he just has to keep wasting time.

Xu Yuanchang felt a little distressed about the consumed vitality of the blessed land. Through the fight, he had completely mastered the trick of leveraging force and released all the accumulated excess force all at once. "Bang", the momentum of his fist surged and blasted the palm print back a hundred feet.

A cold light suddenly appeared from the void, and "puff", piercing the back of Nan Yuhe who was caught off guard.

He always believed that it is impolite not to reciprocate, so after the opponent attacked him three times, he also counterattacked once.

The three of them were stunned.

This is it... the comeback, it's over.

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PS: I expect to finish this book by the end of this month or early next month.

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