Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 208: Sword Cuts All Things
Chen Yuan used all his strength in this punch. Under the tremendous force of two hundred thousand pounds, the seven-story pagoda shook violently, and several cracks appeared on the tower, but it soon recovered.

Xu Feiqing's face changed drastically, and he quickly pulled back, while raising the flying sword in his hand.

The power of this man's punch is so terrifying that it can shake the talisman.

He thought of the records of physical cultivation that he had seen in ancient books. This person's physical strength was so strong, he must be a physical cultivator!
Xu Feiqing no longer had any intention of holding back and used all the means he had.

After offering up the flying sword, he took out a top-grade ice talisman, held it in his hand, and madly injected true energy into it.

The combat power of physical cultivators is far superior to that of cultivators of the same level, and they can fight extremely hard. They must use thundering methods to have a chance of winning.

After Chen Yuan flew backwards more than ten feet, he released the recoil force and looked down at Shen Danmei in his arms.

Chen Yuan took the recoil force, and Shen Danmei was not seriously injured. Her eyes were full of surprise, and she murmured, "Junior Brother Chen, you... you are a body cultivator?"

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice: "Sister, please wait a moment. I will explain to you after we kill this beast."

He flashed and rushed to Xu Feiqing again, throwing a punch.

After he mobilized the power of his body, he escaped at an incredibly fast speed. Xu Feiqing tried his best to escape but still could not avoid him.

clang!
There was another loud bang, and several cracks as thick as arms appeared on the seven-story pagoda. The golden and silver light was obviously dimmed, but it still did not break.

Chen Yuan flew backwards more than ten feet and stopped. The flying sword in Xu Feiqing's hand passed through the seven-story pagoda and flew towards him.

Chen Yuan didn't dare to use the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves to forcibly dispel the top-grade flying sword. With a thought, he called back the Broken Moon Spear to block the flying sword.

When the two collided, the Broken Moon Spear gained the upper hand, and the flying sword made a slight sound like a wail and flew back.

The talisman contains the power of a magic weapon, which cannot be resisted by even the best spiritual weapon.

At this moment, the jade bracelet took the opportunity to attack Chen Yuan, but the Broken Moon Spear was so fast that after blocking the flying sword, the tip of the spear turned and pierced the jade bracelet, leaving a shallow mark and repelling it.

Xu Feiqing's face became increasingly ugly. Although he was a true disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he had already revealed all his cards by taking out three top-grade spiritual weapons, and he could no longer take out any more treasures.

The Broken Moon Spear entangled the jade bracelet and flying sword. The seven-story pagoda was shaking under Chen Yuan's heavy punch. Apart from the Ice Spirit Talisman in his hand, there was no other means that could threaten Chen Yuan.

clang!
Chen Yuan rushed up again and punched. The seven-story pagoda shook more severely and the cracks on the tower became more and more dense. After a moment, it finally recovered.

But the light of gold and silver became much dimmer and could not last long.

Chen Yuan felt the recoil force reduced a lot, sneered, came to the front of the pagoda, and threw punch after punch. The crisp sounds of metal clashing could be heard, like the continuous ringing of bells in a Taoist temple.

In just three breaths, more and more cracks appeared on the seven-story pagoda, the repair speed became slower and slower, the gold and silver light became dimmer and dimmer, and it seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Xu Feiqing's heart was also trembling constantly. The loud noises that reached his ears were like the devil's voices that urged him to die.

Just when Chen Yuan threw his thirteenth punch, the ice talisman in Xu Feiqing's hand finally burned out, and a white monster half a meter in size slowly condensed into shape.

This strange beast was transparent all over, as if it was made of ice. It looked like a wolf or a leopard, with sharp claws and fangs, cold eyes, and a strong spiritual aura.

This is a demon spirit sealed in the Ice Spirit Talisman. Its strength is no less than that of a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and it can last for a quarter of an hour.

Xu Feiqing breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Yuan, shouting, "Go!"

The white beast left a residual image on the spot, pounced towards Chen Yuan silently, and appeared in front of Chen Yuan in an instant.

Chen Yuan stopped and threw a punch, colliding with the sharp claws of the white beast.

The claws of the white monster were extremely sharp, and the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves were only a top-grade magic weapon, so they were easily torn apart, leaving a shallow scar on the back of Chen Yuan's hand.

But under Chen Yuan's tremendous force, the white beast exploded directly and turned into a ball of crystal ice.

Chen Yuan looked down and saw that there was a big hole in the thousand-year-old ice silk glove on his right hand. Thin white silk threads were intertwined together in a mess, surrounded by a bunch of broken transparent silk threads.

The magic weapon was broken, and the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves turned from transparent to white, looking extremely abrupt when put on Chen Yuan's hands.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and the glove on his right hand automatically took off and put it into the storage bag.

Thousand-year-old ice silk is a top-grade spiritual material and is extremely tough, so it will naturally not be damaged, but the auxiliary materials for refining gloves cannot be spared.

The right hand glove must be re-refined before it can be used in combat, otherwise it is just a ball of thousand-year-old ice silk.

Before that, he could only rely on his own body.

It only took Chen Yuan a moment to take off his gloves. During this time, the crystal ice chips condensed together again and turned into a white monster, which pounced on him again.

Chen Yuan punched out with his right fist, blowing the white beast to pieces, but his right arm was grabbed by the beast's claws, leaving a three-inch long wound.

The giant spirit body can greatly strengthen Chen Yuan's physical body, but due to the limitations of his cultivation, he still has to break through the bottleneck of the fifth-level monster beast. The white monster, which is equivalent to a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, can still leave wounds on him.

After the white beast was blown up, it re-condensed into its original form in an instant and pounced on Chen Yuan without stopping.

Chen Yuan punched out twice in succession, blowing the white beast to pieces. Two more hideous wounds appeared on its body, and blood was gushing out.

Upon seeing this, Xu Feiqing's eyes flashed with joy. He activated his true energy and drove the white beast to entangle Chen Yuan. At the same time, he controlled the jade bracelet and flying sword to continuously attack the golden pistol.

Although physical cultivators have strong combat power, they are not invincible. Chen Yuan does not have a protective spiritual weapon. His body cannot resist the white monster, and he is also unable to resist the top-grade spiritual weapon.

The ice spirit talisman can last for a quarter of an hour. Before that, he can use up the short gun talisman and then use two top-grade spirit weapons to attack Chen Yuan. There is still a chance of winning.

He is a cultivator at the peak of the foundation-building stage, and he practices top-level techniques. He absorbs the Yin essence from many furnaces and cauldrons, and his body has abundant true essence. He can continue to fight with Chen Yuan.

Shen Danmei didn't know what Xu Feiqing was thinking, but when she saw Chen Yuan was covered in wounds, she looked worried: "Junior Brother Chen, why don't we just leave now..."

Chen Yuan did not answer, but just shook his head and continued to rush forward, fighting with the white beast.

He and Xu Feiqing already had a grudge against each other, and he had also revealed his physical strength, so how could he let this man go?

The white beast is a bit difficult to deal with, but it would be wishful thinking to think of stopping it.

Chen Yuan threw another punch, blowing the white beast to pieces. Then he flashed in front of the seven-story pagoda and threw a punch!
clang!
The seven-story pagoda shook violently, and dense cracks appeared on the tower. Chen Yuan was sent flying ten feet backwards under the huge recoil force.

But the white beast that had re-condensed its form also pounced behind Chen Yuan and grabbed him fiercely with its claws. Chen Yuan had no time to dodge and was scratched by the white beast, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone. A sharp pain came over him, and he finally managed to stabilize his body and punched it to pieces.

Then he stroked his storage bag, took out three thumb-sized red round beads, and threw them at the seven-story pagoda.

"Fire Thunder Bead!"

Xu Feiqing recognized the three round beads at a glance. His face changed drastically and he quickly raised his hand and made a gesture. The pink gauze around him suddenly expanded, like a screen, covering him inside.

The fire thunder bead transformed into three red streams of light, flew in front of the seven-story pagoda, and exploded with a loud bang.

If the seven-story pagoda was intact, even ten fire thunder beads would not pose any threat at all.

But at this time, the seven-story pagoda was on the verge of collapse due to Chen Yuan's continuous bombardment.

These three fire thunder beads were the last straw. In the burst of red fire and lightning, the seven-story pagoda was blown to pieces. The talisman in front of Xu Feiqing spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into ashes.

He had used this talisman several times before, and it consumed a lot of its power. Today it finally came to an end.

However, after the three fire thunder beads blew up the seven-story pagoda, their power was exhausted. The three balls of red fire and lightning quickly dissipated, revealing Xu Feiqing surrounded by a pink veil.

The red smoke around him also became much thinner. The fire thunder bead did not distinguish between friend and foe. While destroying the seven-story pagoda, it also blew up more than a dozen fire cloud sands around it.

When Shen Danmei saw that Chen Yuan had such a method, she was stunned.

Although the Fire Thunder Beads are useless to Foundation Establishment cultivators, they are extremely rare. Chen Yuan took out three of them at once, which really surprised her.

How many secrets are hidden in Chen Yuan?
After Chen Yuan threw out three fire thunder beads, the white beast that had re-condensed into shape pounced on him again. He had to stop and blow the white beast up.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Feiqing escaped another dozen feet, putting some distance between himself and Chen Yuan. He stroked his storage bag and took out a blue flying boat.

After he used the talisman just now, his defensive ability increased greatly, but his escape speed also slowed down a lot.

Now that the seven-story pagoda was destroyed, he was freed. He wanted to use the white beast to entangle Chen Yuan and take the opportunity to escape.

Xu Feiqing originally wanted to rely on the white monster and the seven-story pagoda to fight Chen Yuan.

But although the pagoda was destroyed, the Broken Moon Spear was still very powerful, so he dared not to tangle with Chen Yuan anymore.

How could Chen Yuan allow Fei Qing to escape like this? His eyes became fierce and he stroked the storage bag. A wooden box appeared out of thin air in front of him. The lid of the box was opened, and inside was a black sword light, about half a foot long, with a deep luster that condensed and did not dissipate.

He pointed at one point and shouted, "Behead!"

Zheng!
There was no sword in the box, but a clear sound of sword was heard. In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color. A black sword light flashed by, cutting through the pink gauze in one fell swoop, and cutting Xu Feiqing's body in half!

The black sword light given by the heroic Taoist priest of Tiangang Sword Sect can kill cultivators in the late stage of foundation building without failing for 60 years. It is one of Chen Yuan's biggest trump cards, which he has kept secret all along. Today, he uses it on Xu Feiqing and achieves success in one fell swoop.

Wherever the sword light passed, the red cloud was split into two parts, with a thin black line in the middle, and they could never merge together.

The power of a sword cultivator can cut through anything.

But Xu Feiqing's body was cut into two pieces, but he did not die.

He practiced the supreme secret technique of the Hehuan Sect, and his soul was condensed, which saved his life under the black sword light. The illusory soul floated out from the broken body and stared at Chen Yuan.

His strongest weapon was the art of charm, but because it was interrupted by Chen Yuan, his soul was shaken and he was unable to use it for a while. He could only use spiritual weapons and talismans to fight the enemy. Before he could exert his full strength, he was cut in half by the black sword light.

This black sword light contained a hint of sword intent and was extremely sharp. It must have been left by a Jindan sword cultivator.

In addition to being a physical cultivator, this person also possesses many treasures such as talismans, fire thunder beads, black sword lights, etc. With his cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building, he can rival a cultivator at the peak of foundation building. Xu Feiqing has never seen such a person before.

He was extremely unwilling to give in, and asked, "Xu's death is approaching, could you please leave your name?"

Chen Yuan did not answer. He punched the white beast to pieces with an expressionless face, then flashed and flew towards Xu Feiqing.

He killed six demon cultivators in a row, controlled spiritual weapons and talismans one after another, and performed the secret technique of giant spirit body. The true energy in his body was consumed greatly, and he had no time to waste talking to this person.

Xu Feiqing was not a Jindan cultivator. Even if he left behind his soul, he could not escape with the help of the golden elixir and could only be slaughtered by others.

Seeing Chen Yuan flying towards him, he fell into despair and shouted: "Even if I will die today, you can't expect to have an easy life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three beautiful women's ghosts no longer made any lewd sounds, but instead let out a shrill scream, and a layer of white flames burned all over their bodies, and they pounced towards Chen Yuan.

Xu Feiqing was left with only a remnant of his soul, unable to activate his spiritual weapon. The jade bracelet and flying sword both stopped and hung quietly in the air. The Broken Moon Spear no longer needed to resist these two top-grade spiritual weapons.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and the Broken Moon Spear flew towards the three ghosts, but it passed through their bodies without causing any effect.

Chen Yuan's face condensed slightly, and his body shook, trying to avoid the ghost, but the ghost was invisible and intangible, and now it was burning, so its speed was even faster, and it arrived in front of Chen Yuan in an instant.

Chen Yuan threw a punch, passing through the ghosts. Three ghosts of beauties pounced on him and merged into Chen Yuan's body.

At this time, Xu Feiqing's soul also ignited white flames, and he laughed loudly, "These three ghosts were refined by me using the souls of three late-stage foundation-building cauldrons. Now that all the power of the ghosts has been burned, they can be comparable to the souls of Jindan cultivators. You just wait to die obediently!"

Chen Yuan immediately looked inward, and suddenly three ghosts appeared in his soul space, rushing towards his soul.

But at this moment, the jade disk that recorded the "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" technique suddenly emitted thousands of golden lights, shining on the three beauties' ghosts. The ghosts let out shrill screams and evaporated together under the golden light.

But the white flame remained, burning quietly in the soul space.

Chen Yuan only felt a splitting headache, and a layer of white flame attached to his consciousness, which disappeared after a few breaths.

He quickly spread out his spiritual sense and found that the range of his spiritual sense had shrunk by dozens of feet, even worse than that of an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

But Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. His soul was intact, only his consciousness was damaged.

If it happened to other people, the damage to their spiritual consciousness would be extremely troublesome, but he had the Soul-Nourishing Wood in his hand, and he only needed to use the Soul-Nourishing Wood to nurture it for a period of time, and his spiritual consciousness would be restored to its original state.

Only half of Xu Feiqing's soul remained. Seeing that Chen Yuan survived the attack of the three ghosts, he was shocked and asked, "You can resist the soul-devouring technique?"

(End of this chapter)