Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

"Fellow Taoist, you and I are the only two left here. Please come out to meet us and exchange immortal magic."

Wang Ye stepped forward in the air, with a calm face, and said loudly.

Zhao Xuan thought for a moment, then "swish" cut out a square stone slab and carved half of the "Fantian Seal" with a specific divine seal.

Accurately throwing it into Tushan Jiaojiao's arms: "Go and give this stone slab to the other party, and ask him to bring you back the practice method of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills"."

Regardless of whether Wang Ye was deceitful or not, he was not going to risk his life.

As for Tushan Jiaojiao, the reason he spared her life was to allow her to clear mines in this situation, and it came in handy now.

Tushan Jiaojiao carefully took the stone slab and swallowed: "The king's magical power of 'Fantian Seal', when it is used, thousands of sacred mountains roar towards it, and the divine power is overwhelming."

"On the other hand, although the other party can destroy a mountain, he has to avoid the attack of hundreds of mountains. He is obviously not as good as the king. Does the king really want to exchange with him?"

The demon clan is purely a jungle that respects the strong. Not to mention that it may be dangerous to send the exercises over, even if Zhao Xuan asked her to die, she didn't think there was anything wrong.

She only felt that Zhao Xuan was at a disadvantage.

Zhao Xuan was stunned when he heard this.

Conscience is looming...

No, he has no conscience and it doesn't hurt at all.

He said firmly: "Change."

In terms of offensive power, the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" are naturally inferior to the "Fantian Seal".

But "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" has two major characteristics.

The first is to become a saint in the physical body and practice it to great perfection. The physical body is comparable to a magic weapon. Just like Wang Ye, he used his bare hands to smash the simple version of "Fantian Seal" with one punch.

The second is that it is ever-changing. It can not only maintain its combat effectiveness in various environments, but also change its appearance and hide its identity.

These extremely practical means are lacking in the "Fantian Seal" which is purely known for attacking.

Moreover, "Fantian Seal" is not an exclusive immortal method. He is the only one who knows it. He needs to hide it and switch it out without any loss to him.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's firm tone, Tushan Jiaojiao did not dare to persuade him any more and faced Wang Ye with the stone slab in his arms.

Wang Ye saw the beautiful Tushan Jiaojiao walking toward him, and was stunned: "Fellow Taoist is actually a woman?"

Tu Shan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes: "Open your dog eyes and take a closer look. The slave family is not the king, but the slave generals under the king's command."

"The king asked me to ask you, have you prepared the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques"?"

Before Wang Ye handed her the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques", she would not hand over the slate easily.

Wang Ye was obviously relieved when he heard this, and asked loudly across Tushan Jiaojiao: "Why don't fellow Taoists come forward in person? Do you not believe Pindao?"

Zhao Xuan's caution was beyond his expectation.

Zhao Xuan replied faintly: "Have you forgotten what I just said, exchange immortal magic, and then I will believe you."

"Now that the immortal magic has not changed, why should I trust you?"

Wang Ye was stunned when he heard this, it seemed like this was the case.

He said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's exchange the immortal magic first, then fellow Taoist trust Pindao, and go back to Yuxu Palace with Pindao to resolve the misunderstanding."

Zhao Xuan remained silent.

He only agreed to exchange immortal magic, but did not agree to go to Yuxu Palace with Wang Ye.

He couldn't imagine how hard it was to think that when Yuxu Palace issued a "fatal order", he rushed to Yuxu Palace to kill someone.

Wang Ye just accepted Zhao Xuan's acquiescence and took out the prepared silk book from his arms. The golden light on it clearly recorded the practice method of "Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques".

He sent the silk book to Tushan Jiaojiao through the air.

Tushan Jiaojiao put it away, turned around and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to test whether it is true or false?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head: "No, give it to him."

Tushan Jiaojiao reluctantly took out the slate and threw it to Wang Ye.

The moment the stone slab was thrown, a sword light rose into the sky, splitting the void, piercing the clouds in an instant, bursting out with extreme sharpness, and crashed down towards Tushan Jiaojiao.

However, Feng Ling, who had just been called away by Wang Ye, took the opportunity to attack Tushan Jiaojiao, and his first move was fatal.

"court death."

"Brother, stop."

Zhao Xuan and Wang Ye spoke at the same time.

Wang Ye firmly caught the slate with one hand and rushed towards Tushan Jiaojiao, reaching out to block the sword light. Anxiety and anger appeared on his face.

He finally created an opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding. How could Senior Brother Feng Ling secretly sabotage it without consulting him?

Even if you want to fight, you can't be so shameless, lie, or sneak attack.

Zhao Xuan was very straightforward and activated the five "central apricot-yellow flags" inserted on Tushan Jiaojiao's body from a distance to protect her among them.

He slammed a thousand Fantian Seals with his backhand, locked the space around Feng Ling, and smashed them down hard.

Feng Ling only had time to roar angrily: "Jade Qing Immortal Sword Body."

The whole person stood up amid the sword light, his figure was like a sword, and he shot out sharp intentions all around.

There was a "boom".

The terrifying aftermath submerged Feng Ling, destroying everything instantly.

Where the pressure spread, the mountains collapsed and the earth was broken.

The ground turned into furious waves, and the turbulent air waves mixed with the soil rolled into the sky.

Wide cracks more than a mile wide spread in all directions, and the entire Qishan Mountain was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.

Wang Ye, who had just blocked Feng Ling's attack, had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene and shouted in despair: "Senior Brother."

Then he ignored the air waves like a tidal wave of destruction and rushed into the dust in the sky to save Feng Ling.

Although he was dissatisfied with Feng Ling in every possible way, Feng Ling was his senior brother after all, and he could not ignore death.

After the blow, Zhao Xuan took advantage of Wang Ye and his two brothers to take care of themselves and picked up Tushan Jiaojiao, who was seriously injured in the aftermath.

Tushan Jiaojiao returned to the Qishan underground cave and immediately handed the warm silk book hidden in her arms to Zhao Xuan.

"Your Majesty, the technique you want."

Zhao Xuan took it and scanned it quickly, writing down and analyzing the contents.

A reminder quickly came to mind:

[You have watched the Taoist secret code "Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques" and gained some understanding of the magical power of "mediating fortune". 】

He casually shook the silk book into ashes and said warmly: "You should take a good rest, and I will vent this bad breath for you."

That sealing spirit was worthy of being the true successor of Yuxu Palace. He had great magical powers. A hundred "Fantian Seals" were blasted down. Although he was seriously injured, he did not die.

But Zhao Xuan wanted him to die.

The first is to avenge Tushan Jiaojiao for the sneak attack.

The second is to give Yuxu Palace a warning and send true disciples to hunt him down, but they will all die in the same way.

This time, he did not use the "Bantian Seal", but instead pulled out a stone sword, and the fierce and ferocious Immortal Killing Sword Intent poured into it, turning the gray-white stone sword into blood red.

Then throw it at Feng Ling.

Dusty.

Wang Ye found Feng Ling, who was vomiting blood but still alive, and said with joy on his face: "Senior brother."

Without saying a word, he immediately injected a strong mana into Feng Ling's body to help him stabilize his injuries and restore his vitality.

Feng Ling's face turned pale and he said hurriedly: "This thief is fierce. Junior brother, please take me with you quickly. Don't let him fall into his hands."

From the beginning to the end, he underestimated Zhao Xuan.

He thought that Zhao Xuan was similar to the ones he had encountered before. He could defeat side disciples, but he was no match for a true disciple like him.

Who would have thought that Zhao Xuan could practice the "Fantian Seal" to such a level.

Failed.

Now he just wants to save his life, wait until his cultivation level improves, and then take today's revenge.

Wang Ye couldn't help complaining after hearing this: "If senior brother hadn't taken action rashly, why would this have happened?"

Feng Ling said angrily: "Wang Ye, what you did by exchanging immortal magic with the traitor is no different from betraying the master's sect?"

"I took action to prevent you from making mistakes. You must not fail to recognize good people's hearts."

"If you have anything to do, let's talk about it when we get back. Take me away quickly."

Wang Ye was extremely unhappy, with a cold face, but still pulled Feng Ling away from Qishan.

Just as he stood up, a red light flashed.

Feng Ling felt a chill in his chest and his consciousness disappeared. (End of chapter)