Poverty

Chapter 1389 A slap!

At this time, many people's eyes are focused on this battle.

Immortal King Lin Fengjiu is also a very famous figure in the Sun Palace.

This man is extremely elegant and charming. He has cultivated many magical powers from ancient times, all of which have extraordinary power.

Not only that, the swordsmanship he practiced was also extremely outstanding in the Sun Palace.

Such a handsome and elegant swordsman, now looked extremely embarrassed.

After releasing the dojo, he was attacked by the incarnation of the young Taoist priest.

A muscular giant forced him to be restrained.

At this time, Lin Fengjiu stood in the dojo, and he also sacrificed his primordial spirit.
A vast and boundless spirit stands behind him.

The immortal sword in the void behind him surrounded him and turned into a giant green dragon.

The real body of this huge dragon was over a thousand feet long, hovering behind him, with its whiskers shaking and its mane fluttering, looking lifelike.

"It's the Dragon Emperor's Heaven-Pinging Sword Technique!"

“I’ve long known that Lin Fengjiu has an extraordinary talent for the sword art, but I never thought that he could actually practice this sword art to such a level!”

Someone immediately recognized that the sword technique Lin Fengjiu was performing came from the dragon clan, and was passed down by a dragon emperor.

In the name of Pingtian, his sword moves are extremely powerful.

At this time, the green dragon roared and killed Li Yanchu.

Li Yanchu's martial arts incarnation shouted loudly, and with a snap, he actually broke the indestructible Taoist chain in Lin Fengjiu's Taoist temple.

He shook his wrist, and the two iron chains were like cast gold, turning stones into gold!

Bang bang bang bang!
In the void, the two golden chains met the blue dragon that descended from the sky.

The green dragon roared, containing countless sharp sword auras.

The Dragon Emperor's Pingtian Sword Technique is the dragon clan's unique skill, passed down by a dragon clan giant and possesses extremely powerful power.

The two golden chains kept breaking.
Someone sighed.
“Although this young Taoist is proficient in all kinds of Taoist methods, in my opinion, he will eventually die at the hands of Lin Fengjiu.”

The person who said this was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe and carrying a wooden sword on his back.
He is one of the powerful sword masters in the Sun Palace, Gong Tianyou.

To deal with the Dragon Emperor's Pingtian Sword Technique, one must not only deal with the powerful sword energy, but also deal with the dragon energy.

He knew that Lin Fengjiu had obtained a great opportunity, which was the essence and blood of a dragon giant.

He did not use it to refine his body, but instead tempered his natal sword, which is the Xiaoyaoyou in his hand.

The young man in white clothes at the side had a different opinion. He smiled faintly and said, "This Taoist priest is the number one on the Immortal Realm's Most Wanted List. I don't believe he doesn't have some powerful magic weapons."

Gong Tianyou glanced at him and smiled, "Why, Brother Zhao is more optimistic about Li Yanchu?"

The young man in white put his hands in his sleeves and said, "Let's wait and see."

As the two men were talking, the people nearby were overwhelmed by their powerful aura and retreated one after another.

On the other side, the green dragon kept colliding with the two gold chains in Li Yanchu's hands.

The two golden chains flew up, but were constantly shattered by the Qinglong sword energy and turned into golden powder that dissipated into the sky and earth.

However, Lin Fengjiu, who was activating Xiaoyaoyou and performing Pingtian Sword Technique, was not happy at this time.

"Damn it! Even though I destroyed two of his weapons, this is the Dao Chain from my own Dao Field!"

"He was able to take my Dao Chain and turn it into his own weapon. This person's Dao is indeed unconventional and imaginative."

Seeing the two golden chains being destroyed, Li Yanchu's expression remained extremely calm.

He shouted loudly and punched forward!

It was as if a huge sun broke through the surface of the sea, quickly rising into the sky, shining brightly, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

All the energy and blood in Li Yanchu's body gathered in this punch.
Boom!
The green dragon's head was actually tilted by the blow.

If you look closely, you can see that the body of the huge Taoist elephant that appeared in the Pingtian Sword Technique is actually broken.

Lin Fengjiu was shocked.

"I am practicing the unique martial arts of the dragon race. How can he fight against me?"

Not only that, at this time the young Taoist was still unarmed, but he had already activated the Immortal Sword Xiaoyaoyou.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had not just lost once, but had been losing again and again.
You know, there is still a huge gap between the two of them!
However, Lin Fengjiu didn't care much at this time.
This young Taoist must be killed with the sword.

Li Yanchu punched again.
At this time, his martial arts incarnation disappeared and returned to his body.

The power of the fist was three times stronger.

The dragon horn of the Azure Dragon was broken after two crackling sounds, which meant that there was a flaw in Lin Fengjiu's Pingtian Sword Technique.

Then, Li Yanchu threw another punch.

In comparison, Li Yanchu's figure was very small, and he was just an ant in front of this real dragon in the sky.

But when he punched out, the flesh and blood on the real dragon evaporated in an instant, revealing its white bones.

Then the bones turned into nothingness.

Xianjian Xiaoyaoyou let out a loud dragon roar.

A cry of grief was heard,
Then the sword returned to Lin Fengjiu's hands.

Lin Fengjiu took the sword, but was hurt by the powerful fighting spirit contained in it.

His palm was torn and blood was flowing down his arm.

"What a domineering fist!"

This thought emerged in Lin Fengjiu's mind.
This was also the thought in the minds of many people present.

At this time, they were not only amazed at Li Yanchu's unimpeded Taoism,
He was even more amazed that Li Yanchu could break the dragon clan's unique skills with just three punches.

Immortal King Gong Tianyou and the young man in white, who had wanted to make a bet earlier, both showed shock in their eyes.

In the previous game, everyone of them guessed wrong.

This young Taoist priest overwhelmed the Immortal King Lin Fengjiu in terms of momentum. Not only that, he still did not use any magic weapon.

The young man in white was called Pei Ji. He was a man of great knowledge, but he couldn't help being a little surprised at this moment, and he became more and more interested in this young Taoist priest.

"The immortals' magic weapons and talisman papers are also a manifestation of their own combat power. Some people are good at refining magic weapons and drawing talisman papers. This Taoist priest always uses his bare hands, so his methods are indeed unpredictable." Pei Ji murmured to himself.

At this moment, Li Yanchu's movements were as fast as the wind and his attacks were as swift as lightning.

He seemed so small in the vast temple.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.

However, in this dojo, the sense of oppression he gave people was very strong.
It was as if this was not the dojo of the Immortal King Lin Fengjiu, but his.

Lin Fengjiu became more and more frightened as the fight went on, and he began to fear this violent young man.

"This person's strength is obviously far inferior to mine, but I don't know why he can rival the Immortal King in a short period of time."

Lin Fengjiu had also experienced countless fierce battles, and he had sensed before that this Taoist priest would definitely be exhausted.
Although the attack is powerful, you just need to hold on.

However, the arrogance of a Sun Palace Immortal King still made him engage in a fierce battle with Li Yanchu.

However, after the previous defeat, he has changed his mind and plans to defend with all his strength.

In this way, his movements became more and more steady, and there were more changes in his dojo, trapping Li Yanchu inside.

Gong Tianyou, an old man in black and white Taoist robes, smiled and said, "You suppressed your opponent by one level, and still beat him into this state. You only defend and don't attack. Although it can be called smart, but... it's a bit ugly after all." His words reached Lin Fengjiu's ears.

Lin Fengjiu also had a lot of grievances at this time.

In terms of Taoism, he mastered many magical powers from ancient times, but when they fought, he was no match for the young Taoist.

The aura of this young Taoist priest became more and more violent, which made him a little frightened. How could he dare to fight him?

A handsome young man in the crowd shook his head: "Sword cultivators are known for their killing power, which is unmatched in the world. Lin Fengjiu only defended and did not attack. Not only did he lose the initiative, he also lost the original intention of sword cultivation."

As this person spoke, many people looked at him.

His name is Gu Tingshu, and he is one of the two ruthless people that Yan Hongzhuang mentioned earlier.

Since the outbreak of this war, it has attracted more and more people's attention, but Yun Qing Tianzun has never shown up.

Li Yanchu's fighting skills became better and better. He opened up a cave in the fairyland. Now he didn't necessarily have to hang the cave in the sky and be targeted like a living target.

At this time, the fairyland cave was continuously supplying him with immortal energy, which he refined with the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

That's why Li Yanchu fought so fiercely.

At this time, he flew with both palms, without using any other magical powers, just relying on his martial arts.
He forcefully fought his way out of Lin Fengjiu's dojo and was about to break through Lin Fengjiu's dojo.

Lin Fengjiu took a breath of cold air.

No matter how he changes, Li Yanchu will not lose his way or be deceived by the illusion.

Some of the magical powers he possessed seemed to have no effect on Li Yanchu at all.

"No matter what kind of spatial magic or illusion I use, this guy can find my whereabouts. He doesn't seem to fight with his eyes or spiritual sense."

Lin Fengjiu's heart trembled.

There is a holy body in the fairy world, called the Fighting Holy Body.

No matter how powerful your magic is, you can't deceive them.

People with this constitution have an ethereal intuition.

Fighting against it is the most troublesome.

"Although this person was unknown in the lower world, it seems that his physique may be very special now."

If Lin Fengjiu knew that Li Yanchu's physique was once believed to be the Chaos Holy Body that was unhindered by anything, he would probably be even more frightened.

At this time, Li Yanchu broke through his dojo and slammed his palm, which hit him right between the waist and ribs.
Click!

Lin Fengjiuma vomited blood!

At this time, his dojo was boundlessly vast, and Li Yanchu was like a speck of dust in it.

But when Li Yanchu reached out his hand to grab, his boundless dojo was actually suppressed by a huge hand.

This huge hand covered the sky and the sun, and was much larger than his dojo, covering his dojo in an instant.

Lin Fengjiu shouted coldly, raised his immortal sword Xiaoyaoyou,
"I am at a higher level than him, but he still relies on his magic power to subdue me. This is simply too much and he doesn't take me seriously!"

His unbroken state of mind had long been broken by Li Yanchu. At this time, Xiaoyaoyou slashed out and hit the big hand.

He was confident that he could injure Li Yanchu's real body with just one seal.

However, when the sword was slashed up, the magical powers of the two kept colliding.

An extremely terrifying force instead penetrated into his body from the Immortal Sword Xiaoyaoyou.

He suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes and vomited blood.

I actually felt like I couldn't hold on to the Legend of Sword and Fairy.

He quickly put away the dojo and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the horizon.

But suddenly a foot stretched out from the void.

Bang! Kicked him in the chest!
Lin Fengjiu was kicked back.

At this time, the two men looked at each other from a distance, one was in a very embarrassed state, the other was in high spirits, and the difference between the two was obvious.

Blood kept oozing out of Lin Fengjiu's arm, and the Immortal Sword Xiaoyaoyou was stuck ten feet in front of him, just stuck there.

The young man in white, Pei Ji, Gong Tianyou and others couldn't help but secretly exclaimed,

"This person's combat power is extraordinary, which is indeed unexpected."

Not only that, Li Yanchu's magical powers made their eyes light up. It seemed to have the shadow of the skills of ancient times, but it seemed a little different. They became more and more curious.

At this moment, Lin Fengjiu's mind moved, and he activated the Immortal Sword Xiaoyaoyou.

Swish!
A white line appeared between heaven and earth and slashed across!
Everything the white line touched was cut in half.

That is to say, he did not expand the range, otherwise some weak immortals would probably be killed by him immediately.

Blood spilled in the Sun Palace!

Li Yanchu took a step forward and slapped Lin Fengjiu loudly on the face.

Several fingerprints quickly appeared on Lin Fengjiu's face.
The sword light struck Li Yanchu, only cutting a hole in his Taoist robe and leaving a white mark on his body.

But Lin Fengjiu was a little dazed by the slap.

Not only that, the slap also echoed in the Sun Palace for a long time.

The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment.
Amazed.

Murong Qi rubbed his eyes and asked in surprise, "Master, am I seeing this right? Was the Immortal King slapped in the face by Taoist Li?"

Ying Huihai was stunned and murmured, "It seems...it seems so."

Taoist Jin clapped his hands and laughed.
"Good, good fight! This grandson needs to be slapped a few more times, until his teeth are all over the floor!"

At this time, they were the only ones talking.

The people around were silent.

They couldn't believe it. A high and mighty Immortal King who mastered the profound sword art and ancient magical powers was slapped in the face.

What surprised everyone even more was that they had not seen the Taoist use any magic weapon before.

"Why can't this sword break his body?"

"How did this person's body reach this level?"

Li Yanchu did not make another move at this time.

He said calmly:
"Have you seen clearly what I am capable of?"

Lin Fengjiu has an illusion.
Although the Taoist's eyes were fixed on his face, it seemed that he was not talking to him.

He recalled what Li Yanchu had said earlier.

A sense of sadness rose in my heart.
"Am I really a pawn of others?"

"Have I already been involved in this game without knowing it?"

He had previously used magic to bewitch Li Luo, causing him to lose all hope and even think of committing suicide.
But at this time, the Immortal King was trapped in his own inner demons.

He took a deep breath,

If he cannot defeat this Taoist,
I'm afraid it will really become an obstacle in his life.

There is no further improvement in cultivation.