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Chapter 156 Human Robbery Strikes (please collect, please subscribe)

In the past, Wang Wanyi's reputation in the Yue Kingdom's Tongxuan world was not high, and she was once privately commented that she had high eyesight and low abilities, but that was already 20 years ago.

She was born in a powerful immortal cultivating family. She was intelligent since she was a child and had good spiritual aptitude, so she was placed with high hopes. Under the care of her family and elders, she practiced smoothly all the way, and she hardly suffered any major setbacks.

In fact, his achievements have far surpassed most of the monks in the world, and he successfully opened the Purple Mansion at a young age, and the golden core is expected in the future.

It is not a big mistake for a person like this to be more aggressive, especially with his family and sect as his backing, even if he suffers a slight setback, he will not be completely defeated.

More importantly, Wang Wanyi is good at absorbing experience and lessons, and is willing to listen to the advice of her elders. Qingyangzi gave her a little advice and she came to her senses. Try to make up for your own shortcomings.

In the past ten years, she and Zhang Lieru have been in close contact with Zhang Lieru. They have fought openly and secretly with their lives and souls as bets. For ten years, they have made great progress in their calmness of mind. If this situation continues for another few decades, it is really uncertain. What kind of achievements will each of the two competitors have.

I'm afraid that both Zhang Lie's cultivation and Wang Wanyi's state of mind will benefit greatly.

Of course, it is also possible that both sides will be hurt, as exercises such as Tongyou Xinjue are heretical magic arts.

It is its advantage to be aggressive and aggressive, and its price is to be extremely dangerous. There is no way to avoid it.

20 years of dedicated cultivation time is a little short for a cultivator in the purple mansion, but with the support of family and sect resources, Wang Wanyi has already made up for her shortcomings to a great extent.

Purchasing Tier [-] Magical Artifacts, configuring Tier [-] Spirit Talismans, and manipulating them to suit her with ease, Wang Wanyi's current cultivation base and combat power are already in the middle of the Zifu monks.

At this moment, she followed Zhang Lie, who was fleeing far away with his sword, and was not in a hurry to make a move. It was not until Zhang Lie quickly fled to the middle of the Zongmen's territory that the female cultivator in black summoned the talisman sacrificial vessel and attacked.

"Practicing magic skills, the most taboo is to look forward and backward, and mess up your own position. Either don't do it, or do it if you want to do it!"

Thinking of this, Wang Wanyi's eyes were already icy cold, and there was no mercy when she shot.

Boom boom boom boom!
She summoned a thunder talisman, and the talisman hung over Zhang Lie's head, forming a dark cloud, billowing thunder and electric currents, and then roaring down.

Click!Click!
At the moment when the thunder fell, Zhang Lie controlled the seven flying swords, like a calligrapher wielding a splashed ink pen to walk away from a dragon and snake, his figure almost turned into phantoms.

In the gap between the thunder and lightning, there is no time to shuttle and dodge.

For the Thunder Talisman of Tier [-] Purple Mansion Realm, monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment go to avoid and fight against it. Under normal circumstances, they will die with one blow.

However, the monks in the thunder and lightning, from dodging to defending, although they were in a panic, they didn't even suffer any injuries.

He even had enough energy left to gather all his strength in that piece of thunder and strike back with a sword in the opposite direction.

This sword is a combination of human and sword, shrouded by congenital gangsha, the heavy and sharp Tianjun sword, and even its tip is pierced with colorful and complicated sword rain, covering it and falling, which shows its strength.

"Good swordsmanship, good scheming, he is indeed the man I love and like, this sword skill is not much better than the ancient sword repair."

Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang.

The sharp edge of the Tianjun sword stabbed in front of Wang Wanyi one after another, but was blocked by a colorful qi gang that suddenly appeared in front of her:
The fourth-order top-grade body protection magic weapon, the Xuangang colorful flag.

This is a defensive weapon that automatically protects the Lord, and it is also one of Wang Wanyi's hole cards to restrain Zhang Lie.

In fact, this is also a magic weapon specially developed by ancient Taoist monks to target sword cultivators. Most Taoist monks have their fighting consciousness crushed in front of ancient sword cultivators. If they are not equipped with this kind of automatic protection The master's defensive magic weapon, so many times it was killed inexplicably.

A high-level monk who took hundreds or even hundreds of years to cultivate finally died worthless.

After the emergence of a large number of this kind of automatic guardian defensive magic weapon, although the cost is higher, it can make most sword repairers spend a lot of effort on each high-level monk, reducing the actual combat power level gap between the two sides.

"break!"

Even Zhang Lie couldn't control the flying sword and keep attacking for a long time, although he thought of a way to break it in a flash.

During the assassination by controlling the flying sword, he did not use the method of concentrating his strength and attacking a point to forcibly break through. Instead, he used the flying sword control skills that are almost superb in the foundation building state, or bumped or stabbed, or cut or sliced, occasionally mixed with several styles. The technique of pulling and tearing almost used the colorful defensive barrier displayed by the Xuangang colorful flag as dough to ravage and tear.

But after all, there was a big difference between the two sides, until Zhang Lie exhausted his mighty sword energy, and the seemingly distorted colorful defensive barrier was still not broken after all.

At this time, Wang Wanyi calmly took out an ancient lamp, and with a wave of her sleeves, blazing high-temperature fire waves gushed out, like a volcano erupting in all directions, repelling Zhang Lie.

During this process, the energy channel of Tongyou Xinju planted in the past ten years has been disintegrating the foundation of mana in Zhang Lie's body, and transferred it into Wang Wanyi's body.

The brilliance of her eyes became brighter and more terrifying, and the magic power circulating in her body became more and more refined.

"Lie Lang, you slept with the maid next to me, and bribed her to tell you all my big and small things, but you didn't expect when I bought these two offensive and defensive weapons?"

"The Xuangang colorful flag and the Meridian Huoyuan Lantern are two fourth-order magical artifacts that I prepared for you after painstaking calculations for a long time."

The Xuangang colorful flag automatically protects the main defense, and the Meridian Fire Yuan Lantern can absorb and condense the magic power of real fire, and finally summon a fourth-level fire dragon to attack the enemy. The magic is agile and powerful.

Through the maids around Wang Wanyi, Zhang Lie knew almost every move of her and all the high-level spells she had purchased over the years, and made targeted coping training. Among them, two fourth-order instruments that were relatively restrained by Zhang Lie were purchased.

In fact, if it wasn't for the purpose of devouring Zhang Lie's cultivation with Tongyou Heart Art, Wang Wanyi would have enough confidence to kill him in a short time.

"Whirring whirring……"

Holding the Chiyin long sword in his left hand, and the Tianjun long sword in his right hand, there are five-color flying swords flying around his body, Zhang Lie covered his eyes with the cold light of the crossed swords.

The ten years of sharing the same bed made him very clear that the woman in front of him was by no means a weak person.She has talent, ambition, hard work, background, and most importantly, she is ruthless.

Whether it is a man or a woman, it is a terrible state of mind and ability to be unfeeling.

In fact, Wang Wanyi's path is far superior to most of the Zifu monks in South Vietnam. It's okay to laugh at her when she is a fledgling, but if she really despises her words: she will die.

"I only have one chance to break open her body-protecting magic weapon. At the same time, I have to change my moves so fast that the golden-horned green python can't react in time. Otherwise, once I give her the chance to use the secret technique, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be destroyed in a short time." recovery."

Breeding the golden-horned green python is a secret technique passed down from generation to generation in the royal family. Among them, a skilled practitioner can even fuse with the blood of the golden-horned green python to form a half-human, half-dragon demon body in a short period of time.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strange skills and techniques emerge in endlessly, and the strange technique of raising golden horned green pythons is a branch of the beast control system in the hundred arts of cultivating immortals.

Of course, Zhang Lie can be sure that Wang Wanyi's cultivation is definitely not that top-notch, but I'm afraid it's no problem for her to escape with the golden horned green python and recover from her serious injuries. When I first entered the Zifu, the conventional fighting methods were insufficient.

"She doesn't want to kill me, she wants to devour all my skills. In this case..." At this point, Zhang Lie's figure moved as the sword light rolled.

It's just that they don't attack, but continue to flee to the distance. In fact, this is the normal reaction of low-level monks when they face high-level monks. It's a big difference, and it is absolutely impossible to fight. If you don't want to kneel down and beg for mercy, There is only escape.

Although, it is difficult to escape.

At the same time, the Dharma Palace of Jinhonggu Inheritance, flew to the front of the preaching rock on the peak.

Led by the ashen-looking monk from the Qing Kingdom, the high-ranking monks from Qing, Chen, and Yue countries gathered together to launch a joint attack to punish the Yinfeng Pirates.

However, the response he got was Qingyangzi's disdainful sneer: "Call out all the masters you invited, just a few of you, in my opinion, I dare not come here to trouble the old man."

"Hahahahaha, Daoist Qingyang, you really have a good manner, you are already dying, and you still have such a demeanor."

"Since your last wish is this, how can the ancestor not allow you to fulfill your wish?"

Accompanied by such words, the sky above the Golden Rainbow Valley suddenly darkened.

It was as if the blue sky and day suddenly turned into night.

Immediately afterwards, a fairy-like old man in yellow robes with white hair and childlike face appeared in the sky. He flew down slowly, but the mana and coercion spreading from him seemed to be suppressed like a mountain. everyone's heart.

"This is……"

"Nuan Ying cultivator!"

At this moment, this thought flashed through the hearts of everyone present.

Although the Three Kingdoms of Nanyue are located in a remote area, and there is no Nascent Soul cultivator stationed here, the immortal cultivators can't make mistakes in their sense of aura for high-ranking cultivators.

Even the Jindan Daoist felt that the movement of the Jindan in his body was sluggish when facing the ancestor in the sky, as if the aura between the heaven and the earth was no longer under his control.

Even if Jindan Daoist is like this, one can imagine the state of those lower-level Zifu and Foundation Establishment monks.

"Qinzhou in the Eastern Region, Gu Ya Sanren. Han Yunzhao, in order to overthrow me, you even invited the Demonic Cultivator from Outer Continent. It's really embarrassing for you."

Hearing the words Outer Continent Demon Cultivator, the monks present were in an uproar.

The lower limit of magic cultivation is extremely low, and the methods are bloody and cruel. No matter how bad Qingyangzi's background is, he has no choice. After coming to Yue Kingdom, he established a sect. Now Han Yunzhao, the head of the Fengyun Sect of the Qing Dynasty, wants to kill a real person from his own country and support a demon cultivator to become the leader of South Vietnam monks. No matter how you explain it, this kind of thing is extremely difficult to see.

Hearing the faint uproar and doubts of the monks below, not only Gu Ya Sanren in the sky had an ugly face, but even Han Yunzhao was a little nervous.

He immediately tried to recover and reprimanded:

"Wang Huaiyue, you don't want to talk nonsense and spout blood. Gu Ya Shangxiu is a pure and casual cultivator in Qinzhou in the Eastern Region. He has always followed the righteous way. He has been famous in Qinzhou for hundreds of years. No one knows it. Are you alone? Can you easily smear me with two bad words?"

Wang Huaiyue is Qingyangzi's real name, because it has not been used for hundreds of years after enshrining Taoism, so not many people in South Vietnam know about it. Han Yunzhao was able to find out so clearly, from the side, he really worked hard.

However, at this time, with the appearance of the rightful lord, Qing Yangzi was already too lazy to talk to him, and said directly to Gu Ya:
"Senior came here this time, I think I have made all the preparations. I heard that Qi Chengfeng and you have always been inseparable. If you dare to ask this senior, he will not be right behind me at this time, right?"

At this point in the words, the fifth-tier ancient sword that Qingyangzi used to used did not know when it appeared in his hands. At the same time, there were two sharp horns extending from the forehead of this young Taoist in Tsing Yi. Blue scales are also looming on his skin.

He turned around suddenly, and with a young monk who suddenly appeared behind him, he quickly fought a dozen moves in sword fighting, and the bang, just the aftermath of the fight between the two sides, caused the extremely solid preaching rock under the feet of the four to explode.

Why four?

Because of the red eyebrows, Gan Feng and the two also acted immediately without hesitation to support their eldest brother.

The three lived and died together for hundreds of years, and all of them were late-stage monks above the sixth level of the Golden Core. In addition, Qingyangzi's combat power was no longer the normal ninth level of the Golden Core. The sneak attacking Qi Chengfeng was unable to win, but was forcibly retreated instead!

"The Great Elder was attacked, all Jinhong Valley disciples protect the way!"

Daoist Qisha suddenly drew his sword in his hand, and Wen Huixiu, the pill king of Jinhong Valley not far away, led people to attack without hesitation.

The two of them, or most of the Golden Rainbow Valley Zifu, were personally cultivated by the three patriarchs Qingyang, Chimei, and Ganfeng. The depth of affection for the sect is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Taoist Qisha also noticed the previous fight between Zhang Lie and Wang Wanyi, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, because Qingyangzi had already faintly sensed the fact that his own body was already alive before he cultivated the real spirit and transformed into a nascent baby. The Three Tribulations of Heaven, Earth and Man are extremely strong.

If one's own merits and virtues are not enough, the merits are not enough, if one invades the good fortune of heaven and earth, seizes the mysteries of all things and refines it into a Nascent Soul, one will be envied by heaven.

The catastrophe is bound to be difficult to resist.

In addition to the two brothers whom he entrusted to each other through life and death, Qingyangzi chose Qisha as his guardian.

How could Taoist Qisha not know the doom of the Nascent Soul, and it would be more or less auspicious if he, a cultivator from the Zifu, participated in it?
But he still complied. On the one hand, it was because of the sect’s 200-year cultivation and protection. On the other hand, it was also because monks without backers, backgrounds, and legacy wanted to go further. There is absolutely no chance if you fight for your life.

At this moment, Taoist Qisha thought of a sentence he once said to the five disciples he admired the most many years ago:

"We all practice swords, and the way can only be obtained by the sword."

(End of this chapter)