Breaking the Void and Cultivating Immortals

Chapter [-] Gambling

Seeing that Yin Qizong agreed, Yin Xiuxuan nodded in satisfaction, "Since Fellow Daoist agreed, Yin has another proposal, but I don't know whether you will accept it or not."

First came threats, then conditions, and then restrictions. At this time, there was another proposal. Yin Qizong frowned, and said impatiently: "Fellow Daoist, if you have any suggestions, let's talk about them together!"

"Thinking about it, fellow daoists also know that this place is not far from my mountain gate of Yi Yunzong. Although the place is far away, it is inevitable that one or two disciples from the same sect will come here by mistake. At that time, whether it is fellow daoist who kills Yin It’s not what you and I want for a fellow disciple, or for a fellow disciple to be discovered, so Yin wants to set a time for the fight with a fellow daoist, so as not to take too long and cause such accidents.”

Yin Qizong smiled coldly, "Yin Dao is friendly and calculating, and wants to use time to limit Yin."

Yin Xiuxuan also smiled when he heard the words, "It's not bad that you think so, but I don't know if you have the courage?"

Yin Qizong snorted coldly, folded his hands together, put his back behind his back, and glanced at Yin Xiuxuan with a sneer, "It's the time, and Yin is afraid that you won't make it."

"Then how about a stick of incense?"

"One stick of incense is one stick of incense!"

"What if there is no winner at that time?"

Yin Qizong pointed to the black mist above his head, and instantly put it in his hand. It was the long flag of Zhang Zhang. With a violent shake of the flag, the surrounding black mist faintly obeyed orders, and immediately sealed off the space within a hundred meters. He smiled coldly: "If there is no winner, you will be considered the winner!"

Yin Xiuxuan was secretly surprised when he saw this method of sealing off the surrounding area, but when he heard Yin Qizong's words, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist, you really have a great demeanor, Yin admires it!"

Yin Qizong bowed his long sleeves, and the banner in his hand disappeared immediately. He just put it away, and waved the folding fan in his palm, "Daoyou Yin, let's start!" Turning in the air, it flew over like a sickle.

Seeing such a situation, Yin Xiuxuan was already prepared, threw the flying sword, and it also turned into a white light and flew up. There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the two white lights separated left and right. The two raised their hands and moved their magic weapons. income in hand.

"Kill!" Yin Qizong raised his hand to wipe the folding fan, and a wisp of blood mist came out from the long sleeves and fell into the folding fan. In an instant, the folding fan painted with flowers and birds turned red, full of blood. There was a touch of elegance before.

"Spin to kill!" With a movement of his wrist, the bloody folding fan still flew out, but this time it was a bloody light flying towards Yin Xiuxuan accompanied by the sound of splitting the air.

Yin Xiuxuan was not inferior, with a swipe of the sword face, the cold sword light itself became cold and awe-inspiring. Seeing it made him feel cold, he pushed back with his backhand, and also flew out.

One red and one white, the two brilliances collided in an instant, but after a single encounter, the Yupu sword was knocked back three feet, and the blood fan was only stagnated for a moment, obviously losing a bit this time.

"Shock!" Yin Xiuxuan raised his hand and pointed at the Yupu sword, and with a pinch of the sword formula in his hand, dozens of sword shadows came out of the Yupu sword, flying towards the blood fan one after the other.

The blood fan rotated in the air, the blood light did not diminish, and when it touched the sword shadow, there was a continuous "popping" bursting sound, smashing dozens of sword shadows, and the momentum continued to hit the Yupu sword .

Seeing that the blood fan was so difficult to deal with, Yin Xiuxuan was taken aback, and changed a sword formula with a gesture.

"Spin!" The Yupu sword hangs in the air, and a cold light protrudes, and suddenly it spins with the sword axis as a wrinkle, and instantly becomes a white diamond.

Just when the transformation of the Yupu sword was completed, the blood fan just arrived, one red and one white, one rotation and one rotation, and the two magic weapons collided violently.The collision this time was different from the previous ones, instead of breaking apart at the first touch, there were continuous clanging sounds, and sparks sputtered out.

With a thought, Yin Xiuxuan pushed his palm violently, and a stream of blue true energy poured into it. Seeing this, Yin Qizong smiled faintly, it was also a blood fan.Immediately, the two magical artifacts were very brilliant, and they continued to collide violently.

Suddenly, Yin Xiuxuan's face changed, and with a flip of his wrist, three talismans were caught between his fingers. When he waved his hand, three ice spears flew out immediately, and exploded violently as soon as he joined the battle group.At the same time as the ice splashed, Yin Xiuxuan waved his hand, and saw the Yupu Sword flying into his hand with a whine.

Raising his hand to stroke the blade, he saw a gap on the blade, and a faint crack appeared on the blade.

Seeing this appearance, Yin Qizong didn't chase after him. He raised his hand and put the blood fan in his hand. Elegant, but inexplicably weird.

Yin Xiuxuan raised his head and glanced at the blood fan in Yin Qizong's hand, his face was lifeless, "Do you have a top-grade magic weapon?"

Yin Qizong nodded without any concealment, "The ultimate magic weapon, the blood fan!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yin Xiuxuan showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and even waved his hand to put the Jade Pu sword into his long sleeves, cupped his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Friend Daoist possesses a top-grade magic weapon, Yin is admirable, but Yin only has one Holding a flying sword, I dare not compete with fellow daoists, so I can only use spells to ask fellow daoists for advice."

Hearing the words, Yin Qizong couldn't hear the thorn in Yin Xiuxuan's words. He laughed and said "yes" three times in a row. He also waved his hand and folded the blood fan, pointed at Yin Xiuxuan and said, "In this case, Yin will not use the method. The weapon, please Daoyou Yin to make a move!"

Yin Xiuxuan heard the words, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Since fellow Taoist is so polite, Yin will not be polite!" As he said, he lifted his hand hidden in his sleeve, and between his fingers there were talismans. Probably not less than a hundred.

Yin Qizong was stunned when he saw this, a trace of sullenness appeared on his face, he waved his hand and wanted to push the folding fan away, but he remembered what he said before, snorted coldly, raised his hand and put away the folding fan, then smiled coldly, and unexpectedly grabbed the fan. A crystal ball filled with bloody liquid comes.

Yin Xiuxuan was taken aback when he saw this, and then frowned. He originally used words to run on the other party's blood fan, which could not use the highest-grade magic weapon. He thought that with the help of talismans, he could at least gain the upper hand, but when he saw the blood-colored crystal ball, he didn't know what to do. Thinking about it, Momen doesn't have its own auxiliary method.At the beginning, the blood-robed Taoist moved Zihe's big palm, then the bloody heart of the old man Houyin, and even the crystal ball in Yin Qizong's hand today were all aids obtained through cruel means.

"This thing is a spell-casting thing that Yin took nine hundred and ninety-nine people's blood. Fellow Daoist Yin must be careful when accepting the move. If there is any damage, Yin will not be responsible for it!"

Listening to Yin Qizong's warning words, Yin Xiuxuan was chilled for a while. Nine hundred and ninety-nine people were just for the assistance of spellcasting. Thinking of this, he felt a burst of inexplicable anger, but now is not the time to get angry, Yin Xiuxuan recovered Angry in his heart, he snorted coldly, and said: "Fellow Daoist, just do it, Yin will save it!"