Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 140 Fighting Yin Zishi
"Master Yin Zi——"

Yin Zi paused as he heard Xu Heng's voice coming through the cold wind: "It's a surprise to meet you after such a long time."

"Hmph..." Master Yin Zi snorted softly, and a cold wind suddenly blew up from under his seat. More than a dozen paper figures made a rustling sound, and carried the sedan chair on their shoulders and rushed along the cold wind. In a short while, they reached the top of the mountain.

"Xu Heng." Master Yin Zi's eyes fell on Xu Heng's face, and he said playfully, "You have improved again."

Xu Heng said calmly: "Over the years, I have been practicing diligently, and today I have finally achieved some results."

Master Yin Zi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly snorted, saying contemptuously: "You stole my Xuanming Yin Sha, so that you can condense the Sha successfully. Can this be considered an achievement?"

"Oh?" Xu Heng was a little surprised when he heard that. Thinking about the ghost general who could speak human language, the disciple from Huyou Cave who broke into the evil cave, and the sudden arrival of Master Yinzi...

I didn't expect that I followed the gambler to Jiuyou to look for Xuanming Yinsha, but actually broke into the property of Huyou Cave?

“I see.” He couldn’t help but smile and said, “This is really… every sip and every peck is predetermined.”

"It's a fixed number?" Master Yin Zi did not deny it, but sneered: "It is true. The value of a cultivator who can combine the Mysterious Dark Yin Evil is really hard to match with any number of Taoist soldiers."

"When I refine your body into a Yin Puppet and your soul into a Ghost General, the loss of a little Xuanming Yin Sha will be nothing."

There had been a lot of grudges between Xu Heng and Master Yin Zi, but when they talked before, it seemed like they were old friends meeting and exchanging pleasantries. It was not until this moment that the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Xu Heng said calmly: "Oh? Do you have such ability?"

"Hahahahaha." Master Yin Zi couldn't help but burst into laughter. There seemed to be a flash of cold lightning in his eyes. He said grimly, "So you idiot, you think that you can fight against me just because you have achieved the state of Condensing Evil?"

Xu Heng curled the corners of his mouth. He was not a blindly conceited person. He did not think that he could easily defeat Master Yin Zi just because he had achieved great success in Condensing the Evil Spirit.

But he still had the gambler's talisman in his hand, so he could escape at will. However, he was really eager to try. He wanted to take this opportunity to test the abilities of this person.

Xu Heng faced Master Yin Zi's gaze and said calmly, "Why not give it a try?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Master Yin Zi's cold voice seemed to stir up the mist and faintly tremble: "Ant-like things, once they have made a little progress, they forget their own insignificance."

Having said this, there was a slight pause. Xu Heng suddenly felt that there seemed to be a cold and threatening aura coming towards him.

"Is this... a curse?" Xu Heng frowned. This was the first time he encountered such a sinister method.

Xu Heng was not clear about the details of Master Yin Zi's spells, but he knew that he must not be really entangled by this evil. After a change of thought, he released the magic energy to break evil, and condensed a canopy, which emitted a bright light and immediately dispelled the cold feeling.

A slight smile appeared on Xu Heng's face. After breaking through the second level of the evil-breaking magic energy, it was truly of infinite use!

If he hadn't had this magical energy to protect him, he wouldn't have been able to break free from Master Yin Zi's curse with his 72 miscellaneous arts of praying for blessings and exorcising evil spirits.

Master Yin Zi frowned slightly when he saw this. He was not surprised that Xu Heng could resist the curse, but the Dharma nature revealed on the canopy made him a little suspicious.

Master Yin Zi's magic eyes were not for nothing. He only took a glance at Xu Heng's evil-breaking magic and immediately realized that ordinary evil magic spells could not threaten Xu Heng.

But he was also a man who had been through many battles, so how could he lack the means? If the evil magic didn't work, then he would just show his killing power!
"Die!" Master Yin Zi's eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly snapped his fingers. A dark white streak shot out and instantly appeared in front of Xu Heng.

This person actually possesses the skill of flying sword, and he looks quite powerful. It is obvious that he has also practiced proper sword techniques.

However, upon seeing this, Xu Heng laughed and shouted, "You've come just in time." He then pointed his finger at the sword, and the Shadow-Transmitting Sword turned into a fire dragon that leaped out and bit the dark white sword light.

Zheng——!
The sword lights crossed each other, making clear whistling sounds, and after circling in the air, they turned around and attacked together. In an instant, they had fought back and forth for dozens of times, shattering the thick fog in the sky. The sound of swords echoed for a hundred miles, and for a moment, they were evenly matched.

Master Yin Zi was slightly surprised. Although he was not a person who specialized in swordsmanship, he had made many Lian Gang monks suffer with his flying bone sword. The owner of Yingzhou Market died at the hands of this sword!

Is it possible that Xu Heng’s swordsmanship is on par with his?
You have to know that more than ten years ago, this boy was just an ordinary person in his eyes!
Master Yin Zi's expression became serious, and he concentrated on controlling the flying sword. As it flew, slashed, and circled, unpredictable changes appeared. However, he did not expect Xu Heng to move along with the changes, and his swordsmanship was so natural.

Even though he had used his sword skills to the fullest, he was still unable to defeat Xu Heng.

Master Yin Zi didn't know that when Xu Heng was in Tianchi Mountain, Zheng Jian had competed with him in swordsmanship for more than ten times. Zheng Jian had always had the upper hand, but he could not defeat Xu Heng in the way of change. If he was not careful, he would be discovered by Xu Heng.

Because when Xu Heng first started to learn swordsmanship, Taoist Liu had already enlightened him to the most essential key to the changes in swordsmanship!

However, although Master Yin Zi was stunned, he had practiced so much and had experienced so many battles that he was not distracted by this. Instead, he was extremely perceptive and sensed a glimmer of chance of winning.

"Ha, no matter how proficient you are in swordsmanship, you are still a beginner after all."

A fierce look flashed in Master Yin Zi's eyes, and his swordsmanship style suddenly changed. He was no longer restricted by changes, but instead became more vigorous, fierce and domineering.

It must be said that this man was no ordinary fighter. He had completely changed his fighting style, but he did not seem unfamiliar at all. His movements were powerful and he made little effort to slash vertically and horizontally.

Xu Heng moved according to the situation, dodging and moving flexibly, trying to find the enemy's weakness with guerrilla warfare, but he didn't expect that Master Yin Zi didn't care at all. As long as Xu Heng attacked him, he would fight him head-on even if he suffered a small loss.

For a moment, Xu Heng seemed to be defeating Master Yin Zi step by step, especially when he hit his weak points. In order to maintain the operation of the sword technique, Master Yin Zi had to expend more magic power, but he never changed his fighting style.

Xu Heng frowned slightly, and after fighting with him for a while, he suddenly realized what Master Yin Zi's intention was. After all, this man's magical power was higher than his, and he was not afraid of the loss in the competition at all.

And the most important thing is that his white bone flying sword is of extremely high quality and is not afraid of Xu Heng's attack at all, while Xu Heng's transparent sword -

This sword was given to Xu Heng by He Tianyun when he first arrived at the Great Snow Mountain. It was made of underground crystal and had only the eighth level of Tiangang restriction. It was considered precious for a Xuanguan disciple and was not much different for a Ningsha cultivator. However, compared with Master Yin Zi's white bone flying sword, it was far inferior.

Master Yin Zi wanted to overpower the opponent by force. Relying on his cultivation and the advantages of his flying sword, he injured Touying Sword and even directly cut off his flying sword!

Xu Heng found that he had no way to break the impasse, and his swordsmanship was far from enough to do so. He ignored these disadvantages and crushed Master Yin Zi.

However, Xu Heng's brows relaxed as he thought. Although he did not feel that it was an unfair victory for Master Yin Zi to defeat him with this, it was nothing to him. Moreover, if he could not break the deadlock with his swordsmanship, he would just try other means!
Xu Heng's sword technique changed, and the flying sword turned into a fire dragon, which set off a surging wave of flames. With one strike, he cut off the white bone flying sword and avoided Master Yin Zi's attack. He no longer tried to find his flaws, nor did he give him a chance to hit him.

Master Yin Zi noticed this change and immediately realized that his trick had been seen through. Originally, this was not a problem. Since Xu Heng avoided fighting, he could just attack him directly. However, since Xu Heng had decided to change his tactics, he naturally chose to strike first! "Here!" Xu Heng took a deep breath and waved his sleeves. A burst of fire spread out. In an instant, a sea of ​​fire took shape, and the flames surged, covering the sky and falling towards Master Yin Zi.

"How dare you show off your trivial skills!"

Master Yin Zi sneered, chanted a spell and pointed upwards. Suddenly, more than a dozen evil smokes rose above the Sky Gate, rising to a height of dozens of feet. They swirled and condensed, transforming into a howling cold wind, accompanied by the dark and evil aura of the underworld, which instantly swept away the flames.

Xu Heng used his magic spell to try to gather the fire, but it was swept away by Master Yin Zi's cold wind and immediately dispersed into streams of fire.

He couldn't help but frown. Master Yin Zi not only had powerful magic, but also had the advantage of time and place in the Nine Netherworlds.

On the contrary, his fire magic was constantly consumed by the Yin energy in the Nine Netherworld as soon as it was used. It was fine against ordinary enemies, but in a fight of this level, the slight disadvantage immediately became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Seeing that the competition had switched to magic and he was losing step by step, Xu Heng felt a fire burning in his heart.

He has been practicing till now, and his Taoism, foundation, skills, and magic are all top-notch. Naturally, he is not lacking in self-confidence, but he also does not think that in such a big world, he is the only one who has achieved such an achievement.

Although he did not know the details of Master Yin Zi's Taoism, he knew that more than ten years ago, this person had already achieved great success in refining the Qi, harmed thousands of practitioners in Yingzhou, and even fought with Chen Taichen without being defeated.

With such ability, he is not only one of the best among the cultivators of the Refining Gang technique, but he should also be considered an outstanding one.

Therefore, before fighting with Master Yin Zi, Xu Heng had already prepared himself to be at a disadvantage or even lose.

But when they really started fighting, and even reached this point, he felt that -

Master Yin Zi didn't seem as strong as he had imagined, at least... even compared to the quick glance he had taken at Chen Taichen's skills more than ten years ago, it seemed that they were much worse!
The environment in the Nine Netherworld is not something Xu Heng can change, but he is not without means to make use of it.

Xu Heng's eyes were dim, and suddenly a spell came to his mind. He practiced it in his chest for a while, and felt a heat rising up intuitively, then he opened his mouth and uttered it.

I saw a bright and brilliant light, with a blue flame inside and swaying silently. It flew out and landed in the air, and it seemed to ignite the dark fog in the sky. Suddenly, the fire raged and spread violently.

The Dark Bamboo Fire absorbs the energy of the Netherworld to create a blazing spiritual fire!
He obtained this fire from the exquisite treasure boat. It has not yet revealed its power since it was refined. He did not expect that the first time he used it would be in the Nine Netherworlds, where it absorbed all the Yin energy of the Netherworld and instantly gained some power.

After releasing the Dark Bamboo Fire, Xu Heng immediately changed a spell, rolled up the Dark Bamboo Fire in the sky, condensed it into a sharp blade, broke through the dark wind, and went straight towards Master Yin Zi!

Master Yin Zi's face darkened. He suddenly reached down and grabbed a paper figure. He wrote a few words on it and threw it upwards.

The paper man flew out, and his thin body suddenly swelled up, turning into a mighty ghost general with a steel fork in his hand, ready to shake the Dark Bamboo Fire Blade.

Master Yin Zi had not finished throwing out one paper man when he grabbed another one from below and continued to write talismans with his fingers, obviously intending to use these dozen or so paper men to destroy Xu Heng's offensive.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Heng saw this, his eyes suddenly flashed, and the treasure canopy on his head dispersed, transformed back into the magic Qi that could break evil, and condensed into a flying sword again. It came flying over with a whoosh, and instantly pierced through the ghost general transformed by the paper man, and completely turned it into a ball of Yin Qi!
"What?" Master Yin Zi was slightly startled. His Yin Puppet was made from the corpse of a cultivator. Before its Yin Qi was exhausted, it was not afraid of ordinary attacks at all. How could it be broken by this flying sword?
But he had no time to think about it. Seeing the dark bamboo fire blade coming towards him, his lower eyelids twitched slightly and he suddenly stomped his foot on the carriage.

The carriage suddenly broke apart, and then gathered around the body, turning into a coffin, protecting Master Yin Zi inside.

Boom——!
The fire blade slashed on the coffin, and suddenly flames burst out, meteors flew wildly, and the coffin was shaken continuously with bangs, but there was not even a trace of burnt black left on it.

"A top-grade magical weapon?" Xu Heng had a sharp eye and he could immediately tell that this coffin was at least a top-grade magical weapon, which meant that it had at least eighteen layers of Tiangang restrictions or thirty-six layers of Disha restrictions, or it was possible that it had both.

Judging from the appearance of the coffin, it might be a magical weapon used for defense. With his current magical powers, it is not an easy task to break it in a short period of time. What's more, Master Yin Zi is not a stubborn person and will definitely find an opportunity to counterattack and win.

Xu Heng couldn't help but feel it was a tough situation. This was his first time fighting against a true disciple of a major sect. It turned out that he was not comparable to ordinary cultivators. Not only were there huge differences in their cultivation and spells, but they also had many different methods.

Xu Heng was thinking about how to break the coffin when he suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He was actually a little frightened. He immediately made some hand gestures and put away his magic to protect himself, and then he saw the coffin lid open.

"Xu Heng..."

Master Yin Zi stepped out of the coffin, his face gloomy as water, and said grimly: "I really underestimated you. You have only practiced for a dozen years and have only achieved the level of Condensed Demon. You can fight me to this extent. You are so proud of yourself."

"Really?" Xu Heng pinched the spell in his hand and said calmly, "I overestimated you. I thought you had some great ability to fight Chen Taichen without losing. It seems that you are only slightly better than ordinary people."

"If you were not older and had not practiced martial arts earlier, you would not be qualified to fight me."

“Oh, oh oh…hahahahaha!” After Master Yin Zi laughed wildly, his expression calmed down instead. He said coldly: “Do you think you have forced out all my tricks? Today I will let you die knowing the truth.”

Xu Heng instinctively felt that the feeling of chill was getting stronger, so he opened his clairvoyant eyes and looked over, and discovered that behind Master Yin Zi, there was a dark vortex spinning, emanating endless resentment and the aura of death.

"What is this?" Xu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, the flames in his pupils flickered continuously, and he finally saw a huge shadow faintly in it. That was -

A palm?

"Is this what Master Yin Zi relies on? Was it obtained from the ancient Taoist scriptures? Or is it the result of killing thousands of monks?"

"So there is such a method, no wonder..." Xu Heng thought thoughtfully. The moment he saw this palm, he knew that this thing was definitely not something he could resist at the moment.

Of course, it's not that I can't find another way to fight, but in addition to this method, Master Yin Zi also has top-grade magic weapons to protect himself. Under this circumstance, it seems unrealistic for me to find another way to break through.

It seems that neither winning nor losing has become the only outcome.

Xu Heng thought leisurely, without any panic on his face, but instead showed a hint of a smile: "It seems that it is time to leave."

"Hmm?" Master Yin Zi suddenly felt something was wrong. Xu Heng was too calm. Could it be that he had a backup plan?
A sense of uneasiness flashed through Master Yin Zi's mind. He could not use the Dharma image of the Lord of All Yin Spirits frequently, otherwise the death energy would invade his body, the wronged souls would haunt his mind, and his own pill-condensing would be affected. So since he had already made a move, how could he allow Xu Heng to escape?

Without caring that his work was not yet complete, he urged the palm of his hand to extend a bluish-white finger from the vortex and pointed it towards Xu Heng.

Instantly, the dark energy surged, and a pale light flashed from the fingertips in an instant.

But at almost the same time, Xu Heng also raised his hand, and a talisman emerged from the back of his hand, followed by a flash of black light!
The next moment, a pale light fell on the mountain, and the pitch-black rocks here suddenly lost their color. Blown by the Netherworld gloomy wind, endless flying ashes were immediately raised, and half of the peak had disappeared!
(End of this chapter)