Taiping Inn

Seeing this, Taoist Su was sweating like rain, knowing that he had to flee. If he continued to hold on, he might lose his life.

The world is big, but life is the most important.

If he lost his life, all the immortality and wealth would become a thing of the past. .

He gritted his teeth and wanted to escape from the yard by escaping, but Yan Feiqing had expected it. He gently waved his whisk and created a ban, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Taoist Su was suddenly desperate. Yan Feiqing was going to kill him!

At this moment, thunder rumbled from the dark clouds above his head. Not only did it shock people's eardrums, but if there were ghosts and evil spirits, they would be worried about disappearing just by hearing the thunder.

Yan Feiqing looked up at the sky and said slowly: "Calling the wind and rain in a city is a magical power that only those in the boundless realm of heaven and man can have. With my current cultivation, I can only cover the land of this mansion, but I think it is enough."

As soon as the voice fell, lightning and thunder flashed in the dark clouds that had accumulated for a long time, and then heavy rain finally fell from the sky.

The wind and rain were dark.

The Taoist surnamed Su is indeed a master of the Return to the True Realm. Between life and death, he used all his strength to operate his cultivation essence and lifted the rain back to the sky.

The sky was intertwined with thunder and thunder.

Then the strange phenomenon appeared again. A tornado mixed with thunder and lightning fell from the sky in a funnel shape, surrounded by purple lightning.

The tornado was thick at the top and thin at the bottom. The thickest part was three feet, and when it reached the top of the Taoist surnamed Su, it was only three inches thick.

After the Taoist surnamed Su raised his right hand, a whole tornado merged into his palm, shrinking and condensing, and finally turned into a "sword" surrounded by wind and thunder.

He held the "wind and thunder sword" and marched forward instead of retreating, striding towards Yan Feiqing.

The aura between the two people collided with each other one step ahead of them, and layers of ripples of vitality spread out, causing the light to distort, and the figures of the two people seemed like flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

Then, the two people dispersed the heavy aura, and the Taoist surnamed Su pointed his sword directly at the center of Yan Feiqing's eyebrows.

Yan Feiqing did not dodge, but just swept the whisk.

The two were like metal and stone intersecting, instantly suppressing the sound of wind, rain and thunder.

Although the Taoist surnamed Su was a lousy person, he was able to be one of the seven elders of the Shenxiao Sect, so his cultivation was naturally extremely powerful. He was enlightened at the age of three, first enlightened at the age of five, controlled Qi at the age of six, entered the spirit at the age of eight, solidified at the age of ten, held the elixir at the age of twelve, entered the Xuanyuan realm at the age of thirty, and finally stepped into the Guizhen realm at the age of forty. After that, he made rapid progress and reached the fifth floor of the Guizhen realm at the age of less than fifty. Now he has put all his life's cultivation into this "Sword of Wind and Thunder", which is really powerful.

Even Yan Feiqing was shocked back two steps.

But that was all, because the Taoist surnamed Su felt even worse, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat, which he swallowed forcefully.

Yan Feiqing, with a calm face, turned from defense to offense. He swept the whisk in his hand, and purple lightning lingered, like a hundred-foot thunder whip. When it passed over the ground, the only leak of energy was like cutting tofu, leaving a deep groove on the ground, which shot at the Taoist surnamed Su.

The Taoist surnamed Su shouted angrily, strode forward with a domineering attitude, and pointed a sword directly at the seven-inch point of the "long whip" carrying rolling thunder, cutting it off.

Yan Feiqing didn't care, smiled slightly, and uttered the word "fall".

In an instant, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, as thick as a tree that could be embraced by two people. After landing, the ground shook, and countless blue lights exploded, illuminating the entire mansion. At the same time, a chaotic net-like flame appeared on the ground, and everyone had to cover their eyes and couldn't look directly at the dazzling lightning.

When the lightning faded, everyone looked together and saw that the Taoist surnamed Su was still standing, but most of his robes were destroyed, and his clothes were tattered. He was completely black, and there were even some residual lightning flashes. He no longer had the immortal demeanor.

After the thunder, it rained heavily again.

What was even more mysterious was that just outside the wall, the sky was still clear and there was no moisture at all.

Seeing this, Li Xuandu, who had been silent all this time, said softly: "Yan Feiqing is now only half a step away from the realm of heaven and man. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through."

Hu Liang nodded and said: "As early as the second year of Tianbao, he was already in the ninth floor of the Return to Truth Realm. It is reasonable that he can break through this barrier now."

"Brother Zifu is too kind." These words naturally could not be hidden from Yan Feiqing's ears. He did not care about the Taoist surnamed Su, whose life and death was unknown. He turned to look at Li Xuandu and smiled: "But compared with Zifu, I am still inferior. After all, as early as the second year of Tianbao, Zifu had already broken through the Xuanguan, but I was several years later than Zifu."

Only Li Xuandu could hear Yan Feiqing's words, but he did not expect others to be able to see through Li Xuandu's identity.

Li Xuandu asked, "I want to know how Master Yan knew my whereabouts and identity?"

Yan Feiqing said frankly, "I went to Miaoyin Pavilion to meet Yu Qingning in person, and she told me the details."

Li Xuandu was not too surprised, just said "No wonder".

Then he asked, "How is this elder of Shenxiao Sect?"

Yan Feiqing smiled lightly and said, "After all, he is also a righteous man and an elder of Shenxiao Sect, so I didn't put him to death, but just gave him a slight punishment."

Li Xuandu looked at the elder of Shenxiao Sect, who was not much better than coke, and didn't know how to evaluate the four words "slightly punished".

Yan Feiqing put away the whisk in his hand, then tapped his forehead with his finger and said, "Yu Qingning gathered what she knew into a little spiritual light and sent it into my Xuanqiao. I used this spiritual light as a clue and used the 'Purple Star Astrology' to roughly deduce the general path of Brother Zifu. Fortunately, it's not too late."

Li Xuandu clasped his fists and said, "This time, we have to thank Master Yan, otherwise it would be difficult for us to leave Jiangling Mansion safely."

Yan Feiqing looked in the direction of Taihe Mountain and said softly, "Brother Zifu, don't worry about what happens next. Someone from the Shenxiao Sect will come forward."

Li Xuandu was slightly startled, and then turned Remembering the divine mind clone just now, he couldn't help but say sternly: "Is the divine mind clone just now from the Shenxiao Sect?"

Yan Feiqing looked at Li Xuandu deeply and said: "Brother Zifu is very thoughtful and guessed it right. If Brother Zifu doesn't mind, can you move aside and let me tell you slowly?"

Li Xuandu looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Okay."

The two came to a secluded place where no one was around. Yan Feiqing waved his sleeves and set up another ban, which not only blocked the sound, but also blocked the sight and divine mind of others. After all, there are many people in this world who understand lip reading or are good at using divine mind to spy.

Seeing Yan Feiqing so serious, Li Xuandu also became more serious and asked, "That person has a high status in Shenxiao Sect?"

Yan Feiqing smiled bitterly and said, "Not just ordinary high."

Li Xuandu asked in doubt, "It can't be that he is also an elder of Shenxiao Sect."

Yan Feiqing put his hands behind his back, the sleeves of his purple Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and shook his head and said, "Although not right, it's not far off. Although that person is not an elder of Shenxiao Sect, his status is higher than that of the elders."

Li Xuandu thought for a while and said in surprise, "It can't be the leader of Shenxiao Sect!?"

Yan Feiqing opened his mouth and smiled helplessly, "Brother Zifu is very sharp-minded. I really admire him."

Li Xuandu was also speechless.

After a moment of silence, Yan Feiqing waved his hand and took out a three-inch jade bottle from the "Qiankun Bag" on his waist. The crystal clear pills inside were vaguely visible. He handed the jade bottle to Li Xuandu, "This is the 'Zi Yang Pill' of the Zhengyi Sect. It can heal injuries and replenish qi. Brother Zifu, please take it to heal your injuries first, and I will clean up the mess."

Li Xuandu took the jade bottle and said, "Thank you, Master Yan."

Yan Feiqing stepped out of the restriction, shrunk the ground into an inch, and instantly came to the Taoist surnamed Su who had turned into charcoal, and said calmly: "How long are you going to pretend to be dead? If you like to pretend to be dead so much, then I don't mind beating you to death directly, which can be regarded as fulfilling your wish."

After the voice fell, the Taoist surnamed Su shook off countless black flying ashes. The Taoist surnamed Su, who was originally as charcoal, actually opened his eyes again and said hoarsely: "I dare not, Master Yan, please show mercy."