Dart Master

Chapter 373 Two Dragons Fight
"Sect Master Yang, have you thought it through?" Cao San put his hands on the long sword at his waist and asked with a smile.

Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes and said: "Young Master Cao, it's still the same sentence, if you want the evil emperor's order, just take it, but the Qiankun bag, even if you kill me, you can't get it."

After speaking, he took out a dark token from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

Cao Sanzheng didn't even look at it, and said with a dry smile: "The evil emperor's decree is of no use to me. With or without the evil emperor's decree, Yinshan Mountain will fall into my hands now. However, if Sect Master Yang uses alchemy, eight It's too inhuman to hide a god like Huang Ding in one body."

"How about this, as long as you hand over the Eight Desolation Cauldron and the alchemy technique, I don't need the Qiankun Bag, and the Tianxie Sect will still belong to you, what do you think?"

Yang Feng stood up and laughed loudly, "Cao San, you want alchemy and the Eight Desolation Cauldron so much, could it be that the sword master is about to ascend to immortality, and that's why you can't wait to get it because you are afraid that your body won't be able to withstand the thunder of heaven? .”

Cao San's face darkened, his eyes were murderous, and he was already murderous.

Yang Feng's words hit his heart, the sword master's cultivation has reached its peak, and there is no way to improve it except for transcending calamity and training his body.

After crossing the catastrophe and becoming a saint, once the fairy road is opened in the future, you can enter the upper three days and become a god.

But in the Taoist sect, it has never been known how many yin gods and other worldly masters have failed in the hurdle of crossing the tribulation. At least, their cultivation bases are completely destroyed, and at worst, their bodies are wiped out in ashes and their souls are scattered.

Human beings become gods. Since the immortal journey of the upper and lower three days was closed, the closest to gods is my seventh uncle. His Five Elements True Thunder Jue can resist sky thunder, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all been cultivated to the highest level. Dzogchen.

It's just a pity that his five meridians are all abolished now. On the contrary, once the evil king gathers the five major evil meridians and the immortal evil body, he may succeed in crossing the tribulation.

The sword master is already invincible in Taoism. Although he is honored as a saint, it is actually just a respectful title for his high cultivation.

Without crossing the catastrophe, he is not considered a real saint. If he does not become a saint, even if the immortal path is opened in the future, he will not be able to enter the three days to become a god.

The evil king can refine the five meridians because he is the remnant soul of the seventh uncle, possessing all the wisdom and cultivation skills of the seventh uncle. At the same time, the soul is recast with the Nether Flower, and the body is refined with the evil relics. He is the only one in the world who can possess the five meridians. People with pulse and evil body.

From this point of view, he is more likely than the Juggernaut to overcome the catastrophe.

To refine the five meridians, except for the evil king, no one in the world can forge them. The only way is through elixir.

In the history of Taoism, celestial masters such as Ge Hong refined the world's elixir, took elixir, strengthened the body and soul, and finally became immortals.

If Juggernaut and Empress Yin want to improve their strength and become saints, apart from alchemy, it is difficult to find other shortcuts.

Of course, in the vast land of Taoism, there must be some other wonderful methods that can overcome catastrophe and become holy.

Therefore, Cao San went up the mountain in person this time, in addition to wanting to turn the spirit body, he wanted to make alchemy and the Eight Desolation Cauldron. As for the dragon energy, in his opinion, it was just a legend.

"Sect Master Yang, so you don't want to hand over alchemy?" Cao San asked in a deep voice.

Yang Feng sneered and said nothing, and sat upright on the stone futon again.

Cao San's face trembled slightly, his fingers suddenly tapped on the wooden sword, and the wooden sword slashed towards Yang Feng's ear in response.

I've never seen someone draw a sword so quickly. Just as Cao's three fingers were on the sword, the next second the wooden sword had drawn a bloodstain, and returned to his waist in a flash in the air.

A bloodstain slowly appeared on Yang Feng's ear, pop!His entire ear fell to the ground.

It was too fast, although Yang Feng was trapped in the Yin Mountain by the Yin Queen for a long time, and he was lustful like his ancestor Yang Guang, but after all, he was one of the masters of the evil sect, and his ears were cut off before he even had time to resist.

I originally thought that Xiaozhi was the one with the fastest sword and the strongest sword energy, but compared to Cao San, there seemed to be a world of difference.

Cao San's sword does not have a strong sword energy, but its sword is the sharpest in the world, without any tricks, but unstoppable.

Sima Fang and I glanced at each other, both of us were speechless, it was terrible.

Yang Feng covered his ears with trembling hands, only then did he feel the pain, and let out a scream, blood came out along the cracks between his fingers, the pain made his whole body tremble.

"Sect Master Yang, I will give you one night. From now on, I will take one thing from you every day until you hand over the alchemy and the Eight Desolation Cauldron." Cao San sneered, and put his fingers on the wooden sword After knocking and laughing, Yang Chang walked out of the alchemy room.

Walking out of the alchemy room, Cao San glanced at Sima Fang, "Han Zuoshi, you stay here to persuade the surname Yang, as long as he surrenders alchemy, you will be the first."

Watching Cao San go away, Sima Fang and I breathed a long sigh of relief, "King Qin, Cao San has such power with just a random strike. Fortunately, we have the blue talisman, otherwise we may have little chance of winning."

I nodded. In fact, when I saw Cao San's sword, the sense of danger of death gave me an inexplicable sense of excitement. I really wanted to try how fast Cao San's sword was.

This guy is really scary, just imagine how powerful he is, how advanced the realm of the sword master will be, can I defeat this "old monster" like Uncle Qi in the future?

Sima Fang and I returned to the alchemy room. Yang Feng had stopped the bleeding by himself. He took off the crown on his head, and the dragon robe on his body was also covered with blood, looking very embarrassed.

"Han Qing, I have treated you well, why did you betray me?" Yang Feng asked Sima Fang in a cold voice.

Sima Fang said indifferently: "The person who betrayed you is Song Qiufeng. Originally, the layout this time was seamless, using Song Qiufeng's power and flower array to kill Yinhou and others. But Song Qiufeng belongs to Cao San. You and I didn't expect it."

"So what, Cao San thinks you can get alchemy from me, it's just a dream." Yang Feng sneered.

"You're wrong. What I'm looking for is not alchemy, but dragon energy. You've already found it, right?" Sima Fang asked back.

There was a hint of surprise on Yang Feng's face, but he quickly returned to normal, "What dragon spirit, I can't understand what you are talking about."

Sima Fang didn't ask any more questions, but walked around Yang Feng, and said with his hands behind his back, "You've been sitting on this futon these days, if I guess correctly, the dragon energy is hidden under this futon. "

Sima Fang's speculation is reasonable, Yang Feng has always been greedy for pleasure, he is not a person who likes to practice Zen and enlightenment, but at this moment he suddenly likes to sit cross-legged and meditate, which is very abnormal.

It is not difficult to find out the truth with a little speculation. Of course, it is nothing to Cao San, but it is almost impossible to hide it from someone who follows him and is familiar with his daily habits.

While Sima Fang was speaking, he suddenly shot at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng roared angrily, "Rebel, you are so bold."

Immediately shot suddenly, "Roar!" A khaki-yellow dragon aura rushed straight at Sima Fang, full of vigor and domineering dragon shape, not inferior to the dragon totem in my Huangquan knife.

It seems that the blood of the emperor of the Yang family is indeed mighty. Sima Fang's eyes turned cold, his wrist flicked, and a multicolored dragon's aura swirled out.

"Five-colored Qi, you are the Sima clan of the Hong family! You are not Han Qing, who are you?" Yang Feng was well-informed, recognized Sima Fang's identity at a glance, and shouted coldly.

Sima Fang neutralized Yang Feng's dragon spirit, and was no longer in a hurry to make a move, "It doesn't matter who I am, right now we can get out of Cao San's hands alive."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Yang Feng half-closed his eyes and asked in a cold voice.

Sima Fang turned his back on his back and said with a sneer: "Give out the Dragon Qi and share it with me. Only in this way can we defeat Cao San together with the two dragons."

Judging from the attack just now, Yang Feng probably didn't absorb even one percent of the dragon's energy, otherwise he wouldn't have had such a hard time dealing with Sima Fang.

He was captured at the same time as the crazy monk, and it is very likely that he was also poisoned by the holy water of Tianwu.

Yang Feng sneered and said: "You are too naive to think, that's right, the dragon crystal is under this futon, this futon is used by Guang Chengzi to meditate, the nine dragons hover around him, and the dragon energy gathers here to condense into a spar , but definitely not something you can absorb."

After speaking, he stood up and spun the futon left and right a few times. It turned out that the futon was a live switch.

(End of this chapter)