Daoying

Chapter 25

"Everyone has their own preferences, maybe she likes my type, so why should you force me?"

Seeing Zhang Ping being beaten badly, Xie Huan couldn't help persuading her.

"I bother!"

Hua Pengyun spat angrily, slapped Zhang Ping again, and slapped Zhang Ping towards the palanquin: "Look back and see how I deal with you bastard!"

A red light gushed out from inside the sedan chair, dragging Zhang Ping in, and after a short while, there was a melodious sound coming from inside, and those fragrant postures on the sedan chair curtains, like projections, came alive.

"This Magical Artifact of Fellow Daoist is very creative. It must have taken a lot of thought to refine it."

After appreciating it for a while, Xie Huan was full of admiration: "The world of cultivating immortals needs more monks like you who have ideas and dare to innovate, otherwise it would be too boring."

"Hmph, this is called the Bliss sedan chair. No matter men or women, once they enter the sedan chair, they will experience endless bliss. Do you want to go in and try it? You can try this Xianyuan first. It has everything in it, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied." Hua Pengyun stared at Xie Huan with a sneer.

"Oh? Then I have to try."

Xie Huan narrowed his eyes, walked towards the palanquin, and said, "It's hard to imagine that there will be something more satisfying to me than the head of a fellow daoist."

"stop!"

Hua Pengyun didn't expect that he would dare to go there, his face changed slightly, and he sternly said: "Fellow Daoist, just stand where you are, and let me pick you up with a bliss sedan chair!"

With a little seal in his hand, the spiritual light flowed on the palanquin, flying into the air, and a large number of movements were transformed in the void, accompanied by bursts of panting, which made people blush.

Immortal cultivators are pure-hearted and ascetic, and rarely see such a scene, so they are easily intimidated, but why hasn't Xie Huan seen it?

This is just a low-level formation illusion, which can confuse people's eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, which is far worse than Xu Wei's disaster that directly confuses people's minds.

He was about to make a move to break the illusion, when suddenly Hua Pengyun's figure flashed and flew back into the sedan chair, a white light gushed out from inside, completely enveloping the sedan chair, and flew away in an instant.

The surrounding illusions have disillusioned and disappeared one after another.

"what's the situation?"

Xie Huan was taken aback for a moment, bluffed a big move, and ran away?

Isn't this too unconventional?
According to the routine, the opponent has a higher level of cultivation, so he should angrily scold and despise himself, and then release the powerful coercion of the late stage of Qi refining, make a confident move, and then be killed by himself, this is the routine.

Now you run away without saying a word, what's the situation?
In fact, Hua Pengyun hadn't planned to fight him from the very beginning. Xie Huan dared to come alone, and he was already full of vigilance. The opponent either relied on his hole cards or had a helper.

The opponent is in the dark, and you are in the light, so it is not wise to make a move.

Even if the other party is really alone, in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not uncommon for a low-level person to kill a high-level person.

So be careful sailing for thousands of years, he didn't want to take risks, and he was ready to escape from the beginning.

This is also an important reason why he has been able to prosper for a long time despite killing pigs repeatedly.

"No wonder it's worth nine thousand and ninety-nine thousand. It's reasonable to be expensive."

Xie Huan gave a wry smile, and chased after him, but in terms of speed, he couldn't catch up with the opponent's palanquin. Immediately, he waved his hand and threw a golden light, which flashed in the air and turned into a shining fighting character.

As soon as the golden light shines, the space where the palanquin is located seems to be distorted, and the speed is immediately reduced.

Xie Huan slashed in the air with a sword art.

Like the moon on a cliff.

"Oh!"

Fajiao hurriedly turned around, just in time to be hit by the sword energy, shaking in the air.

Frost falls on all sides.

At this time, the gold medal of the fighting word suddenly became bigger, and it turned into the size of a small boat and hit it.

"Oh!"

The two magical instruments collided head-on, creating a very strong spiritual pressure, which spread in all directions.

Hua Pengyun, who was in the sedan chair, turned pale with shock. This palanquin is a medium-grade magic weapon for his cultivation of life. The prohibition triggers.

The laughter of a large number of women came out, accompanied by a series of graceful phantoms, flying around Xie Huan, some singing songs, some panting softly, some playing musical instruments, every woman is She is extremely beautiful, and her behavior reveals great charm and desire.

Even Xie Huan, who is extremely resistant to beautiful women, reacted.

"Enjoy it, relax your mind, my Tianzha witch can let you enter the world of bliss."

Hua Pengyun's ghostly voice came.

Those Tianzha witches smiled coquettishly, caressing every inch of Xie Huan's body.

Xie Huan became drowsy, slowly closed his eyes, and just as he was about to close them, he opened them suddenly, shooting out two cold lights.

A burst of cyan light suddenly covered the whole body, and with a light flick outward, all the Tianzha witches were shaken away.

"what?"

Hua Pengyun was taken aback. He was about to win, so why did he fall short?
"If it's really blissful, it's okay to enter, but these are all fake. I've seen too many fake ones before."

Xie Huan chuckled, and his sword energy revived.

Strange frost patterns appeared on the sword body, and a bright moon was drawn in the sky, cutting across the bodies of those Tianzha witches.

"Ah!—" One after another screamed.

Painful and distorted expressions appeared on the faces of those witches, and then the figures spread out in the air, turning into a little bit of fluorescence, and the last expressions on their faces slowly became peaceful, as if they had been relieved.

The moment Xie Huan's eyes regained clarity, Hua Pengyun turned the sedan chair around and fled away.

He has already sensed the danger. The other party not only possesses two middle-grade magic weapons, but also is not charmed by his own sorcery. Such people often have the ability to leapfrog challenges.

But just as the palanquin flew ten feet away, the brilliance on the gold medal of the fighting character trapped it again and hit it violently.

"Oh!"

The two middle-grade artifacts collided again.

Hua Pengyun was startled, angry and distressed, followed by the second and third...

"Boom! Boom!—"

The two artifacts were stumbling in the air, one was trying to escape, the other was chasing and colliding.

"Stop! Fellow Daoist, stop!"

Hua Pengyun was in a panic, and his blood was rolling from the shock.

Xie Huan didn't feel distressed at all, the gold medal in the fight was an inheritance anyway, if it was damaged, it would have to be repaired.

Finally, under the explosion of spiritual pressure, the two magic weapons lost their spiritual power and fell from the sky.

Xie Huan had been waiting for a long time, when a burst of cold air gushed out from the Bingya Sword, and he slashed into the sedan chair.

"Oh!"

The entire palanquin was split into two by a burst of sword energy.

A ray of light shot up into the sky, it was Hua Pengyun who stuck a flying talisman on his body, his body shook for a while, a pair of light wings grew from his back, and he was about to flee far away.

But the ice cliff sword turned in the air, like a bright moon, exuding brilliant sword brilliance, covering it instantly.

"Fellow Daoist, stop, everything is easy to talk about!"

Hua Pengyun felt the chill on the sword and hurriedly begged for peace.

"I actually used up my expensive flying talisman, I'm courting death!"

Xie Huan's complexion was not good, and with a touch of seal, the frosty moon swung down.

In his opinion, everything on Hua Pengyun is his, and the price of a flying talisman is several thousand. Now is an extraordinary period, tens of thousands are possible.

"Too deceiving!"

Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, Hua Pengyun hurriedly mobilized his mana, and flew out a small crimson sword from the ring, shining brightly, towards the Frost Moon.

"boom!"

The little red sword was chopped off directly.

The wings on Hua Pengyun's back were also annihilated by the sword, and he fell down after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"impossible!"

Although he was injured internally by the gold medal when he was in the palanquin, but he was in the late stage of Qi refining, how could he not be able to catch a sword in the middle stage of Qi refining?
Hua Pengyun fell to the ground, startled and terrified in his heart.

What he didn't know was that there was a light blue crescent mark on his body at this moment.

It is the profound meaning of the Frost Moon Sword Jue - the seal under the moon.

When the sword art has been cultivated to a certain level, it can leave a moon-like imprint on the body of the slashed target, and the next sword can trace this imprint, and stimulate the sword energy in the imprint, forming a double-sword slash Effect.

After the Bingya sword slashed, most of the spiritual energy was dissipated, and it fell back into Xie Huan's hands with a slight shake.

Hua Pengyun saw Xie Huan coming forward with his sword, and hurriedly said: "Isn't it just for money, fellow Taoist? Why bother to force life and death, I can give you more money."

"What a strange logic. After a while, all your money will be mine. You use my money to buy your life?"

Xie Huan pursed his lips, looking unhappy.

"...Then I will refine a palanquin for fellow daoist. I just saw that fellow daoist seems to like my palanquin quite a lot. I can refine a better one." Hua Pengyun quickly showed a flattering expression.

"Those Tianzha witches are all murdered female monks. These magic weapons are too exhausting, my heart hurts." Xie Huan shook his head and refused.

"Mr. Fan!"

Hua Pengyun was anxious, but suddenly his face froze, and he yelled behind Xie Huan in ecstasy.

Xie Huan turned back abruptly.

"Haha, go to hell!"

Hua Pengyun's whole body burst out with strength, and he punched out in an instant.

But the ecstasy lasted only a second, and the next moment his pupils dilated suddenly, and he saw that the Bingya sword was as fast as lightning, and it had arrived before he could make a move.

And the sword seemed to have predicted his movements, directly slashing at his injured heart.

"No!—" There was a shrill scream.

"laugh!"

The Bingya sword passed through the body.

Hua Pengyun's fist strength instantly shattered, and the magic power of his whole body dissipated, and his whole body spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of unwillingness and despair.

"I'm curious, where did I look stupid to make you think that such a naive trick can deceive me?"

Xie Huan turned around slowly, showing a charming smile.

Hua Pengyun twitched all over, trembling with anger: "You know I'm deceiving you, but you still turn around..."

"It's up to you. After all, you are also a monk in the late stage of Qi refining. If you fight with me, I have to take it easy. Looking back, it will make you excited for a long time, and it will be easy to relax your vigilance."

"puff!"

Luckily, Hua Peng spat out another mouthful of blood, and roared angrily, "Old Yinbi! Among the monks, is there anyone as evil as you?!"

"...Are you still talking like a human being? You're the one who lied to me, but you still say I'm dirty. How can I reason?"

Xie Huan just felt speechless.

"Why? Why do you want to kill me!"

Hua Pengyun knew that he couldn't survive, and suddenly became excited, his eyes flushed: "It's because I tortured and sold some women? But which of these women is good? Let's talk about Zhang Ping, a bunch of spare tires." , just relying on deceiving these spare tires to give her something, shouldn't such a person deserve death and retribution?

"I was originally a good person. I practiced hard and gave my sincerity. As a result, after being useless, I was sold to an old woman as a cauldron by that woman. The sky never stopped me. Let me seize the opportunity and kill the old woman to escape. Since then, I have vowed to take revenge and kill all the heartless women in this world!"

Seeing Xie Huan listening seriously, a stern light flashed in his eyes, and he mentioned mana again, wanting to sneak attack again, and tried his best for the last time.

A true monk will never give up until the last moment!
"laugh!"

The Bingya sword slashed across without haste, beheading his head just right.

How could Xie Huan, who had gone through hundreds of battles and calamities, be turned over by him?
Before the opponent is dead, it is absolutely impossible to relax a little bit, even if he is dead, he must be careful to confirm it.

Hua Pengyun's head rolled to the side, his eyes were wide open, and he was dying. The right fist of the headless corpse released, and a green iron pellet rolled down.

Thunderbolt Poison Fire Bead.

Xie Huan looked at the black bead, shook his head and sighed, "Brother, I'm just getting a bounty, and I'm not a judge of life. It's the best of humanity for you to say so much."

//Thanks to "Leave Fingers and Claws" for rewarding the Silver League.

(End of this chapter)