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Chapter 798

"What's going on?" The old Taoist priest was shocked and mobilized his whole body's energy to defend himself.

However, the soft Taoist robe on his body turned out to be harder than steel at this moment!

Wang Daoyi showed a contemptuous smile on his face: "Haha, it turns out you are a fake Taoist priest!"

This is a means of controlling objects in the Taoist system, and most Taoist monks are familiar with it.

Only monks from other systems would not be able to recognize it.

"Hmph, break it open for me!"

The old Taoist priest suppressed his face until his face turned red. He used all his strength, his whole body's true energy suddenly burst out, and he finally broke free from the restraints.

"Well, not bad, come again!"

Wang Daoyi suddenly took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and blew on it.

Suddenly, several shadows darker than darkness appeared in mid-air and rushed toward the old Taoist priest.

Some of these shadows are human-shaped, some are animal-shaped, and they look sinister and creepy.

"Humph, these are all shady things! Go to hell!"

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and the powerful Qi directly hit the shadow flying towards him.

Unfortunately, his hand passed directly through the shadow, and the powerful attack completely failed.

The shadows let out a burst of mocking laughter and penetrated his body.

"ah!"

The old Taoist priest screamed in pain, and the beast-shaped shadow seemed to be eating his thigh.

Several other shadows controlled his arms and another leg respectively, and two more shadows were attacking his soul and fighting with him for control of his body.

The old Taoist priest wanted to curse, but he couldn't do it right now. He could only yell in shock and anger in his heart: "What the hell are these?"

He is only a master at the peak of his strength, but Wang Daoyi is a serious Taoist fourth-grade Yangshen realm.

Just because of the difference in realm, Wang Daoyi was enough to crush him. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation method was adapted by Qin Fan and was far more powerful than ordinary warriors, he wouldn't have been able to survive even the first round in Wang Daoyi's hands.

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嘹~

Just when the old Taoist priest was about to lose his hold, a loud phoenix suddenly sounded across the dark sky.

A wisp of fiery red light penetrated from the clouds and slammed into Wang Daoyi on the rooftop.

"What a strong breath!"

Wang Dao was so startled that he didn't care about controlling the Yinshen. His figure flashed and moved dozens of meters laterally.

The red light lost its target, and when it was about to touch the ground, it suddenly circled beautifully, soared into the sky again, and was suspended in mid-air.

The red light dissipated, and a stunning figure of a woman in a white dress was suspended in the air, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens!

It was Ye Qingcheng who had recently joined the Arctic Sword Sect.

Wang Daoyi's eyes suddenly lit up: "What a beautiful woman! It looks like she has a rare gift of blood!"

"Join my Taoist sect. Within ten years, I guarantee that you will enter the third level realm!"

Ye Qingcheng looked indifferent and ignored him. He quickly came to the old Taoist priest's side. A red light hit the old Taoist priest's body and drove out the evil spirits.

puff!

The old Taoist priest vomited a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground, gasping for air.

"Thank you, Miss Ye, for your life-saving grace!"

"This guy's attack is too weird, so be careful!"

The old Taoist priest panted heavily, feeling lucky to have escaped death.

"Hey, little girl, didn't you hear me talking to you? You know this is very rude?" Wang Daoyi said angrily.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest was fine, Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look at Wang Daoyi coldly.

"When my master was here, none of you dared to come. Now, while my master is away, you come to my Arctic Sword Sect to show off your power. What kind of ability do you have!" Ye Qingcheng shouted coldly.

Wang Dao opened his mouth but was speechless.

"No, little girl, you misunderstood. I came here originally to look for Qin BeiJi, but after I came, I found that Qin BeiJi was dead. I couldn't find him even if I tried to look for him!"

"How about this, as long as you surrender, I promise not to kill you?"

Ye Qingcheng's face was cold: "You are not a hero if you curse others behind their backs!"

"The person in this world who can kill my master hasn't even been born yet!"

"Only you want us to surrender. Stop dreaming and defeat me first!"

Wang Daoyi nodded seriously: "The little girl has a lot of personality, I like it! Well, I'll teach you a lesson first, so that you know what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dao stretched out his hand and threw out a few yellow paper charms. With a bang, the paper charms exploded.

Seven long swords with scattered golden light were suspended in front of him.

"This is my unique Taoist technique, the Seven-Star Sword Formation. How about you try it first?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the seven long swords coincided with the position of the Big Dipper, and flew towards Ye Qingcheng one after another.

Ye Qingcheng did not dare to be careless and went all out when he made a move.

A sharp long sword appeared in the jade hand, exuding frightening pressure.

"Is this a spiritual weapon?" Wang Dao was shocked. He could feel the powerful aura on Fengming Sword.

"Tianfeng Sword Technique!"

As soon as Ye Qingcheng made a move, it was Qin Fan who passed down her special skill. The long sword was like a flexible phoenix, carrying a force that defied the heavens and circled a flame. Like a fire phoenix spreading its wings and flying high, it directly attacked Wang Daoyi.

"Hmph, if you want to attack me, you must first break my seven-star sword array!" Wang Daoyi sneered, flicked his wrist, and the seven golden swords turned around and blocked Ye Qingcheng one after another.

Bang bang bang...

Six long swords in a row were all thrown away, but Ye Qingcheng's attack with the last long sword was unable to sustain, and was forced back by the long sword.

Ye Qingcheng's peerless pretty face was slightly red, her chest was heaving violently due to the large amount of spiritual energy she had spent, and her white dress was fluttering in the wind.

"Haha, my seven-star sword formation integrates offense and defense. The power of the seven swords can be transmitted to each other. The strongest sword can be the first or the last!"

"Although your attack is strong, your cultivation level is low, so you are still no match for me!"

"Not necessarily!" Ye Qingcheng said coldly.

The old Taoist priest on the side also stood up: "I'm here to help you. This guy is too strong. I'm afraid only the master can defeat him!"

Ye Qingcheng nodded without refusing, obviously realizing how terrifying Wang Daoyi was: "If you and I join forces, we may not lose to him!"

"Okay!" The old Taoist priest nodded heavily.

Wang Daoyi still had that playful smile on his face: "Haha, do you want to fight two against one? Come on, Master Dao, I'm not afraid!"

Qin Shou was furious: "Humph, you praise me in front of me, I will kill you!"

"Open the mountain!"

A simplified version of the eight major moves.

Being attacked by Wang Daoyi just now, the old Taoist priest had no time to show his strength. Now with Ye Qingcheng's help, he is not afraid of the other party's strange Taoist skills.

"Hey, what a powerful martial skill! There should be no martial arts of this level in the martial arts world. Could it be that Qin Beiji created it himself?"

Wang Dao recalled the long sword with a wave of his hand, flicked his finger, and immediately stabbed Qin Shou with the long sword.

"There is a phoenix coming!" Ye Qingcheng tapped one foot, and a circle of red light rose from his body. He moved lightly into the air, and the Fengming Sword came down and stabbed towards the royal road.

"Royal things!" Wang Daoyi stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qingcheng, and the long skirt on Ye Qingcheng's body immediately began to wrap up, and her graceful body was stretched to every detail.


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