Pan Hongyuan is currently the top master under Zhou Lizi, but Chu Yangzi is only inferior to Master Haifang and Taoist Shanqing in Qingchun Palace.
Therefore, when the two men fought against each other, they fought extremely fiercely, each using their unique skills. When the Taoists on both sides saw it, they couldn't help but marvel.
The two fought for twenty rounds before they separated. Both the Sihai Sword and Shenxing Sword left numerous cuts.
Chu Yangzi sneered: "You Lan Chang Dao Sect is quite capable."
Pan Hongyuan mocked: "I am the person with the lowest cultivation level in our Lanchang Taoist sect."
The two of them adjusted their breathing for a while, then killed each other again.
Pan Hongyuan's cultivation was slightly better than Chu Yangzi's, and he gradually distinguished himself.
When the fight reached the thirty-fifth mark, Pan Hongyuan saw a flaw. The Shenxing Sword pushed the Sihai Sword away and stabbed Chu Yangzi on the shoulder.
Chuyangzi felt pain, grinned and retreated.
Pan Hongyuan did not pursue him. He pursed his lips and smiled fiercely, mocking: "What kind of snow mountain Taoism is this? It's just to put gold on your own face!"
Chu Yangzi felt pain all over his body and was angry in his heart. He couldn't hold his breath, pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, raised the Sihai Sword high, and killed Pan Hongyuan again.
This move played into Pan Hongyuan's plan. Chu Yangzi was already in disarray and had no plan for his move. Pan Hongyuan caught a flaw and stabbed him in the ribs again.
The sword damage here was quite serious. Chuyangzi groaned and moved back, realizing that something was wrong.
Pan Hongyuan stepped forward quickly, struck out with his divine sword, and stabbed Chu Yangzi in the chest, intending to kill him.
How could Chu Yangzi sit still and wait for death? He put his right hand into the sleeve of his left hand, pulled it out with force, took out the dragon umbrella, and released a golden light.
With a ding sound, the Shenxing Sword pierced the golden light and was broken into three sections. Pan Hongyuan was also knocked flying a foot away before landing.
Chu Yangzi turned sideways, twisted the dragon umbrella, turned it in a circle, and put it on his shoulders.
Pan Hongyuan got up again, looked up at the Yulong Umbrella, his eyes were quite strange, and asked: "Does this treasure have a name?"
What’s the mystery?”
Chu Yangzi raised his head and glanced at the Yulong Umbrella, and said proudly: "This is the Yulong Umbrella, which can be used to cast the unique dragon-controlling spell of Ziyun Mountain Fixed Image Temple."
Pan Hongyuan smiled sinisterly and said, "I also have an umbrella."
I untied the baggage on my back and opened it. Inside was an oil-paper umbrella.
Chu Yangzi looked sideways and asked with a smile: "What do you think of your umbrella?"
Pan Hongyuan opened the umbrella, which also emitted golden light, accompanied by a metallic buzz, and said: "This is the Wandering Dragon Golden Umbrella, which can be used to perform my Wandering Dragon technique in Guangming Valley."
After hearing this, Chu Yangzi looked disdainfully, spread his hands, shrugged and curled his lips: "You, a Daoli Taoist, can only talk rhetoric. You don't have the ability to subjugate dragons and subjugate tigers, so you can't do the art of swimming with dragons."
"My Wusun Snow Mountain Taoism makes it easy to subdue a dragon, so I fixate my shadow to observe the dragon control technique, which is much better than your dragon swimming technique!"
Pan Hongyuan put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes and shook his head: "No, no, your Wusun Snow Mountain Taoism only relies on brute force and does not know how to convince people with virtue, so you can only control the dragon, because if you don't control it, the dragon will not obey orders."
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"And my art of Wandering Dragons in the Guangming Valley is where humans and dragons practice together, living in harmony and developing together. How can you barbarians understand such a state?"
When it comes to making judgments about the level of Taoism, Chu Yangzi couldn't argue, and said: "You are so generous to the Taoists of the country, and you can only use your words. You can tell whether the Taoism is good or not by just trying it!"
Pan Hongyuan opened his palms, and the Golden Dragon Umbrella floated up on its own, hanging above his head, and said: "Then take action!"
Chu Yangzi stamped his feet and hummed, threw the dragon umbrella into the air, spun it quickly, and suddenly released a golden light towards Pan Hongyuan, accompanied by a dragon roar.
There was something mysterious in the golden light, as a golden dragon's shadow appeared, with a huge dragon head, opening its bloody mouth, and crashed towards Pan Hongyuan.
Pan Hongyuan was calm, raised his hand and pointed, the Dragon Golden Umbrella began to rotate, and also emitted a golden light and a dragon roar.
But these two dragon roars are very different. The sound emitted by the Yulong Umbrella is ferocious and angry, but the sound emitted by the Wandering Dragon Golden Umbrella is calmer and calmer.
The phantom of the golden dragon came to Pan Hongyuan. Hearing the roar of the dragon from the Golden Dragon Umbrella, he suddenly froze on the spot and dived into the Umbrella.
As Pan Hongyuan said, how can a controlled dragon be willing to do so, but if given the chance, he will definitely run away.
The dragon umbrella no longer has the golden dragon, the dragon pattern on the umbrella disappears, the golden light goes out, and it becomes an ordinary oil-paper umbrella.
Chu Yangzi clenched his fists unwillingly and stared: "How could this happen?"
Pan Hongyuan curled his lips and shook his head with side eyes: "You barbarians only know fists. If I try to reason with you, you won't understand it no matter what!"
He twisted the Youlong Golden Umbrella and released a golden light towards Chu Yangzi.
Chu Yangzi couldn't believe that he had lost the dragon control skill. He froze on the spot and was struck by the golden light. He was shattered to pieces and died.
Pan Hongyuan won and retreated into the formation.
The Taoists of Wusun State fell into panic, but Taoist Shanqing still underestimated Lan Changdao, and the losses far exceeded their expectations.
Master Haifang raised the Taiyijian and saluted Taoist Shanqing: "Master, look at me taking the lives of Xu Tingyu and Zhou Lizi!"
Taoist Shanqing looked towards the opposite side, frowning, nodded and said nothing.
Master Haifang drew out the Taiyi Sword, jumped up, turned into a white light, and landed in front of Lan Changdao Formation: "Wusun Guoqing Spring Palace Changliu Mountain Liuyang Valley is Master Haifang, Xu Tingyu?
Zhou Lizi?
Come down and fight me!"
Xu Tingyu drew her sword and was about to take action, but was stopped by Zhou Lizi: "Master Xu, let me do it."
Xu Tingyu looked at Master Hai Fang, guessing that she was no match, and nodded.
Wang Qinglan warned: "Palace Master Zhou, be careful."
Zhou Lizi nodded, the white snow sword was unsheathed, a white light shot straight into the blue clouds, and she jumped forward.
Seeing Zhou Lizi's end in person, Master Haifang nodded and laughed: "Okay, I'll kill you, and Lan Changdao will fall into the top of my Wusun National Day erotic palace!"
Zhou Lizi raised her sword and stabbed: "Dream!"
Master Hai Fang used Taiyi Sword to parry and killed Zhou Lizi together.
As the leader of the camp, Zhou Lizi was never a match for Haifang Zhenren. The two of them killed Shihe. Zhou Lizi swiped the white snow sword horizontally and knocked Taiyi's sword aside. Then she followed up with a thrust and stabbed Haifang Zhenren on the shoulder.
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Haifang Zhenren grinned and gritted his teeth, then stepped back.
Zhou Lizi swung her snow-white sword, turned sideways and squinted: "Quickly step back and let Taoist Shanqing come in person!"
Master Haifang was dissatisfied: "Don't underestimate me either!"
Taiyi sword was raised, and he endured the pain and killed Zhou Lizi again.
Zhou Lizi parried steadily and fought with Master Haifang again.
The sword wound on Haifang's shoulder was bleeding profusely. Seeing that he could not win with weapons, he had no choice but to jump out of the battle ring, reach into his sleeve, and take out a golden snake dart, shining with golden light.
Zhou Lizi squinted and snorted coldly: "This thing can't harm me even a hair."
A white light flashed behind his head, and the Shanbengding Cauldron appeared.
As soon as this treasure came out, an avalanche like an avalanche spread out. The corners of Haifang's mouth twitched and his eyes flashed, knowing that he was outmatched.