Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 334 I Give Five Times

Chen Xiangwen glanced around and found that the closest battle group to them was on a hillside thousands of feet away.

The four foundation-building monks came and went, fighting in full swing.

Among them, a man and a woman surrounded by visions, each with a golden phantom of a dragon and a phoenix flying around them, and every time they spit out aura, the power of the spell released in their hands will increase a lot.

These two are Deng Xingyan and Deng Yazhu from the Deng family.

Fighting with their husband and wife were two middle-aged male cultivators in purple clothes and gray robes respectively. One wields lightning spells and the other wields a red and yellow throwing knife, desperately resisting the attacks of spells.

The purple-clothed man and the gray-robed man who teamed up are Chen Xingchao and Fan Chiyan, the chief true disciple of the Broken Star Sect.

I saw that the dragon and phoenix were extremely sensitive, following the two of them, rushing and biting non-stop, their movements were as fast as lightning, and occasionally when they opened their mouths, red beams of light as thick as washbasins sprayed out, hitting the two of them completely at a disadvantage.

"Chen Daoyou, if this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive ten moves."

Fan Chiyan turned around and jumped, dodging a powerful beam of light, and said a little out of breath.

Deng Xingyan and Deng Yazhu are proficient in the method of double cultivation, and their combined strength even slightly surpasses the three half-step Yuandans.

Although I also have two half-step Yuandans on my side, I can't compete with them at all.

Such a passive situation is really impossible.

Because the enemy had ten more Foundation Builders participating in the battle, if another half-step Yuandan was allocated, the barely supported situation would immediately collapse into a desperate situation.

What's more, this couple still has the extremely powerful Lightning Tribulation Bead hidden on their bodies, he still needs to be distracted and vigilant, ready to crush the talisman defenses in his sleeves at any time, this is really aggrieved.

Originally, he planned to quickly kill a few early stage foundation builders to gain points.

But the ancestor Chen Ping in the sky seemed to see through his opportunistic intentions, and directly arranged an opponent for him through sound transmission.

While Fan Chiyan scolded bitterly in her heart, she could only smash her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.

One person pinned down the two Lei Xius of the Deng family. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Fan Chiyan would almost have thought he was hallucinating.

At this moment, how dare he put Senior Chen's orders behind him.

"Fan Daoyou, please defend Chen from a round of attack!"

Chen Xingchao replied with a serious face.

Then, without waiting for him to agree, purple light flashed all over his body, and the thunder marks on his face bloomed one after another, twisting away and suddenly spinning rapidly.

In just one breath, Chen Xingchao opened his eyes, and there was an avalanche-like muffled sound from his bones, and his body soared to a height of more than two feet in the burst of purple light.

"Roar!"

Chen Xingchao, who had activated the giant god's thunder body, obviously increased in strength. Two giant thunder swords that shot thick arcs from the python, one faced the phantom of the dragon and phoenix, and the other slashed obliquely at Deng Xingyan who was performing the spell in a flash.

"Xingchao's Acquired Lightning Body is quite miraculous, and there will be no danger of his life for the time being."

Seeing that the two sides were fighting evenly again, Chen Xiangwen's tense heart relaxed a little, and he began to use the folding fan to deal with Yang Fanying wholeheartedly.

"Bang!"

Baichongyan flew back to the top of Yang Fanying's head, casting a curtain of light in the dark, with an astonishing momentum.

And he hit a spell on it without any hesitation, and suddenly the peak trembled slightly, and suddenly wisps of extreme gray light emitted from the belly, and in an instant, his body size increased by [-]%, and it was no longer comparable to a real hilltop. very different.

Seeing this, Chen Xiangwen took a deep breath.

Without thinking about it, he pointed at the folding fan, and after hundreds of small black swords groaned, they turned into a black stream, shot directly over the mountain peak, pressed down fiercely, and slashed head-on at the top of the hill.

There was a loud "boom", rubble flew all around, chaotic mana raged, black light and gray light swallowed each other and collided together.

Chen Xiangwen's eyes shrank slightly, and he cut out a crack more than ten feet long and several feet deep on the top of Baichongyan with a single sword.

But even though he almost split the treasure in half, Chen Xiangwen didn't feel any joy in his heart.

You know, the Taoist Artifact of the Mountain was just as equally as the folding fan just now, how did it become so fragile all of a sudden?

There is definitely a problem!
His eyelids couldn't help twitching wildly, and his complexion became even more ugly immediately. When he looked around, he couldn't find the figure of Leader Yang Da.

Withdrawing the mana in the magic weapon, allowing its body and the same level of Taoist weapons to forcefully blast, what kind of operation is this?
Soon, Chen Xiangwen's spiritual sense captured a scene that horrified him.

I saw Yang Fanying, who disappeared for no reason, stepping on an extremely green vine, teleporting across several miles, and suddenly appeared on a hillside.

And there, it was the place where Chen Xingchao, Deng Xingyan and others fought.

"not good!"

Chen Xiangwen came to his senses immediately, and the Yin Jue turned into a white light with a pinch, and after a few flashes, he rushed straight to the hillside.

Yang Fanying's move is obviously to get rid of a few juniors with good supernatural powers first!
But Chen Xingchao is the seed of the family's Yuandan, and Chen Xiangwen must not just sit back and watch his unexplainable demise.

"Senior Yang!"

Seeing that Yang Fanying got rid of Fang Yuandan and rushed to support, the Deng family couple were both surprised and happy, and the strength in their hands suddenly increased a bit.

On the other side, Chen Xingchao and Fan Chiyan's body shook violently, showing an extremely desperate look.

"Hey, don't blame the leader for bullying the small."

Yang Fanying looked at the situation below, with a smirk on his face, several vines grew out of his sleeves without any warning, suddenly trembled, stabbed violently with stabbing shadows, and the two corpses fell straight down And down.

A sneak attack at a high level, combined with mental calculations without intention, low-level monks have no reason to survive at all.

The two corpses pierced by the sharp object from the Tianling cover all the way to the lower abdomen split into two halves in the air with a "bang", their respective pupils were still filled with inconceivable colors.

As for those vines, they scattered into nothingness soundlessly, like a special spell that exhausted its power.

"what!"

Chen Xingchao and Fan Chiyan looked at each other in astonishment, and at the same time saw the shock and joy in each other's eyes clearly.

Yang Fanying, a cultivator of the enemy's Yuan Dan, actually slaughtered Deng Xingyan and Deng Yazhu. What kind of drama is this strange thing going on?
"Uncle Wen, this alliance is a friendly army."

Rolling up the storage ring and magic weapon of Deng's couple, Yang Fanying screamed at the flying light from the sky.

Chen Xiangwen was confused, closed his folding fan with a strange expression, and lowered his body to protect Chen Xingchao and Fan Chiyan.

Although he couldn't figure out the sudden reversal, he still didn't have any trust in Yang Fanying.

No matter how nicely the other party calls "Uncle Wen" and "Friendly Army", he'd better be cautious.

"Thank you League Leader Yang, please help the two fellow Taoists from the Broken Star Sect to eradicate Pu Liuhuan."

Chen Ping split the thunderball in front of him with a sword, and with a drink of luck, the mighty voice spread to every corner of the battlefield.

He didn't reveal the identity of "Yang Fanying" before, and he was really not sure which side the Sky Vine was on.

Now, everything is clear.

Deng Xingyan and Deng Yazhu are the son and daughter-in-law of Deng Fengcheng, and the sister and brother-in-law of Deng Shunqi.

If a scene was played at the cost of the lives of two half-step Yuandan powerhouses, Chen Ping would give the members of the Deng clan a thumbs up even if he fell.

"Xingyan!"

Amid the roar of thunder and fire, Deng Fengcheng's roar of shock and anger came. He could never have imagined that Deng Shunqi had already searched his soul, which proved that the loyal Yang Fanying would turn back at a critical moment and even kill his close relatives.

He absolutely believed in Deng Shunqi, and the problem must be Yang Fanying.

"Chen Ping, Yang Fanying! You two are working together, you are actually a gang!"

Taking a moment to crush the two ice arrows, Pu Liuhuan's voice was full of unspeakable annoyance and resentment.

Chen Ping looked at it coldly, and couldn't help feeling a little vigilant in his heart.

In Pu Liuhuan's roar, there was only furious resentment, not necessarily much fear.

But logically speaking, Yang Fanying's rebellion caused the enemy to eliminate us, and the Chen family's two free early Yuandans were completely enough to reverse the situation.

"Fellow Taoists of the Chen Clan, be careful. The Deng family invited a casual cultivator at the peak of Yuan Dan to lurk there, especially fellow Taoist Chen Ping. The first target of the Wood and Stone Sage is you!"

Recalling the broken Taoist artifact, Yang Fanying's lips moved, and his voice rolled.

"Yuan Dan peak?"

Hearing the warning from the sky vine, Chen Ping was startled suddenly, and immediately released his consciousness to scan around, but he didn't find anything unusual.

The moment he was distracted from scanning, the originally cloudless sky suddenly darkened, and a layer of black gauze emerged without warning, and slowly fell towards his position.

And this ink gauze is surprisingly composed of slender needles, each of which is only a few inches long, but spreads over a ten-mile radius, dyeing the valley below in thick ink.

Sensing the powerful power overflowing everywhere, Chen Ping felt a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart.

The flying needles summoned by the wood and stone sage are densely packed with millions of them. This is definitely the number that can be displayed by magic weapons. It should be an extremely powerful technique.

But when life and death were at stake, he couldn't allow him to judge carefully. With a thought, Bingling Jingyan immediately gave up chasing Deng Fengcheng, and turned into a white wall of fire shield in front of him.

I only heard the overwhelming sound of "嗖" and "嗖", and the countless flying needles shot towards one place at the same time, breaking through the sea of ​​flames scattered by the ice spirit crystal flames, and flying towards Chen Ping .

The speed of moving and changing shape is still faster than Mo Luo's shadow step.

Seeing this, Chen Ping's face was shrouded in frost, and he couldn't hide from it, so his only plan now was to fight to the end.

After thinking about it like this, he solemnly pointed at the Chunyang Sword, and the mana in his body poured into the sword like a river flowing into the sea. Then the red light of the sword faded away, and a light yellow surge covered his whole body.

These flying needles are condensed with mana of the water attribute, and the soil overcomes the water, transforming the pure yang sword into an attribute, which can at least weaken its power by [-]%.

"Hey, is it a Taoist tool that transforms the power of the five elements at will? This treasure is not bad."

In the air, an ear-piercing sound came, at first the sound was very low, but it became deafening after a while, making people feel very restless after hearing it.

"Sure enough, it is the peak of Yuan Dan."

Moaning, Chen Ping's face darkened. That old hidden guy knew the way of a lion fighting a rabbit. Not only did he use spells to sneak attack, but he also used his soul to frighten his sea of ​​consciousness. The monks look at it.

However, from this, he also perceived the strength of Wood and Stone Saint's soul, which was around [-] feet, and compared with his [-] feet, there was no qualitative change.

In order to prevent this person from discovering the unusualness of his spiritual consciousness, Chen Ping pretended to be pale and weak, and raised the Chunyang Sword with a frown. The petals closed suddenly, surrounding him airtightly.

One of the only two defensive sword styles in the Qinglian Sixteen Sword Art, Shenglian Blossoms.

"bang"

"bang"

Like a plague of locusts, the flying needles shot at the green lotus, immediately bursting out with clusters of golden lights, and made a violent noise like rain hitting plantains.

For a moment, the green awn and the ink shadow were intertwined, and the nearby space began to distort and deform, and shock waves like ripples emerged.

I saw that although the sword lotus was crushed and retreated steadily, it was still intact and did not appear to be broken at all.

Mu Shisheng, who was hidden behind a cloud, looked up, with a look of surprise on his face.

He naturally didn't know that although Chen Ping's Five Elements Pure Yang Sword had not been cultivated for a long time, and the body was only forged with the third-grade material Qingxuan Iron, after absorbing several mysterious silk metaphors and the petiole of the sixth-grade sycamore leaf, the other The real quality is not inferior to ordinary top-grade Taoist artifacts.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, it's better to break up enemies than tie them up!"

While resisting the ink needle with difficulty, Chen Ping yelled to the top: "How much reward will the Deng family give you to take action, and Chen is willing to pay double the spirit stone!"

"Hey, some things are not simply measurable by resources. This old man and Fellow Daoist Deng have known each other for hundreds of years. How could you, a little brat, be able to provoke you with just a few words?"

In the cloud and mist, a mocking chuckle floated over. As soon as Mu Shisheng shook his hands, he saw that the millions of ink needles attacking the shield condensed together in a blink of an eye, and finally transformed into an incomparably slender light thread. Aim at Chen Ping's dantian and stab it hard.

"Five times!"

Chen Ping continued to bewitch, and moved him emotionally, persuading him with reason: "Deng Fengcheng can pay you 40 spirit stones at most, but Chen Mou said that as long as fellow Taoist Mu doesn't help each other, I will give you 200 million immediately." Resources!"

"200 million!"

Mu Shisheng's eyes narrowed, his heart was shaken for a while, he couldn't help showing hesitation on his face, and the powerful light thread that he was controlling could not help but slow down.

As Chen Ping said, Deng Fengcheng invited him out of the mountain and promised resources worth 35 spirit stones back and forth.

But the difference from the amount promised by this person is not a little bit.

200 million spirit stones, almost equivalent to [-]% of his current net worth, the temptation can be imagined.

"Jie Jie, what a sharp-tongued brat, but it's a pity that everything you've done is useless."

Mu Shisheng grinned sinisterly, and instantly extinguished the idea of ​​sitting on the sidelines and reaping the benefits.

Since Chen Ping has the guts to promise him 200 million spirit stones, it shows that this son's wealth is indeed enviable.

But in the same way, as long as you kill this guy, everything is yours.

Could it be that the Deng family and the Pu family dared to take the risk of offending him afterwards to ask for it?

　Thank you Lord Tianhong for the reward of 992 coins, book friend 1500 for the 204 points, book friend 2000 for the 1500 points, and Pinellia Chenguangxi for the reward of [-] points!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)