Chapter 128 Zhuge Yuanhong: Elder Yan, you are too good
"stop!"
In the mountains and fields, three figures running at high speed, two in front and one behind, kept chasing each other. However, the two figures in front seemed to be able to do so with ease, but the person behind was already covered in sweat.
"Old Turtle, is he still okay? Do we need to wait for him?"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the figure behind him and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He originally wanted to find the innate strong man of Guiyuan Sect and get another beating, so as to temper his rapidly growing and unstable foundation and mentality, but what?
Damn it, how far have you traveled just now, and it won’t work anymore?
"Oh, what a waste. Wait a minute."
Yang Gui stopped helplessly, "The innate strong men in the Jiuding World are like this. The internal energy cannot be recycled and self-generated. The total amount is only a small amount. After the internal energy is gone, they are just fish and meat on the chopping board. A master of the innate golden elixir,
Often, even when faced with an army of one to two thousand third-rate warriors, we have to flee."
These two people can stand and talk without pain in the back. Who can use the teleportation kung fu like the two of them to earn tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands a dozen? Even in the previous Jin Yong martial arts world, Xiao Feng was not the same in Juxian Manor.
Still almost died.
Elder Yan was driven in circles for more than a thousand miles by these two people, and his innate true energy was consumed extremely much.
The more he chased, the more chilled he felt. After running down with all his strength using Qinggong for more than a thousand miles, his true energy was about to bottom out, but he still could not see their figures. Could it be that these two people were not innately strong at all, but
Is he the legendary strong man in the virtual realm with endless true energy?
If that were the case, let alone hunting them down, it would be Zhuge Yuanhong's shame if they could release one of Yuan Zong's horses.
But once the pursuit has reached this point, it is impossible to stop chasing. If the opponent is a strong man in the virtual realm, even if he turns around and runs away now, he will not be able to escape. He can only keep running forward, continuing this seemingly
You can never see the end of the pursuit path.
"Ha...ha...stop, stop...you...stop...for me..."
Finally, he ran to the bottom of his true strength and couldn't take a breath. He stopped on the spot with his hands on his hips and kept breathing heavily. When he looked up, he saw these two people cracking melon seeds on the tree, waiting in front as if they were watching a show.
What about him?
"Coming?" Zhang Sanfeng asked gently.
"Why are you just here?" Yang Gui threw away the melon seed peels, clapped his hands, jumped down from the tree, and said complainingly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"You... who are you... and what are you doing in Guiyuan Sect?" Elder Yan finally managed to catch his breath and plucked up the courage to ask.
"Guess?" Yang Gui looked at Elder Yan with a smile, then turned to ask Zhang Sanfeng: "How far have we run?"
"There must be a land of 1,200 miles away. It's not far away, at least half of Yangzhou." Zhang Sanfeng did the math. Their speed now is much faster than when they played a chase game with Guo Xiang near Wudang Mountain.
too much.
"We are so far away that Zhuge Yuanhong won't be able to catch up in a short period of time. We deliberately revealed our innate aura when we left. The Xujing elders of Guiyuan Sect probably won't care about innate matters."
Yang Guiyue said that Elder Yan's heart grew colder, and he seemed to have come prepared. He didn't even know that Guiyuan Sect had an elder from Xujing, so what was the background of these two people.
But the good thing is that they are afraid of the sect leader, and they don't seem to be particularly strong. It's just that they are in this state now...
Elder Yan looked up at Yang Gui and Yang Gui with a determined look, "Come on, I, Yan Motian, will tear off a piece of flesh from you even if I die!"
"What nonsense is he talking about?" Yang Gui's tone was full of surprise: "Please wake up, Elder Yan. We are the only ones with innate elixirs. If you, an innate elixir expert, talk like this, people will think that we are the strong ones.
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"Impossible!" Yan Motian shouted: "How can the Xiantian Shidan have so much real energy, how can it be so fast in Qinggong!"
"Look, he still doesn't believe it." Yang Gui nodded to Zhang Sanfeng, and the two of them released their power.
"It's... it's really an innate elixir." Yan Motian felt the intensity of the impact of the internal force, and his eyes were dull. This completely violated his common sense, as if he saw the sun rising from the west.
"Can I still fight?" Yang Gui had a headache. Seeing Yan Motian like this, it was very difficult to stand. His true energy had been exhausted. I'm afraid even Pang Shan and Guan Lulai, who were teased by them the night they stole the secret book, could easily do it.
kill him.
"How about I give you some time to recover first?"
"No need!" Yan Motian was very brave and punched Yang Gui. But as soon as the fist reached halfway, he shook his body and fell to the ground.
"It's better to recover. We'll give you...well, is one hour enough?" Yang Gui helped him up.
Looking at Yan Motian's condition, he felt a lot more at ease. If Zhuge Yuanhong really killed Yan Motian, he might not even need three moves, but Zhuge Yuanhong was an innate golden elixir no matter what, and he couldn't support running away like this.
Even if you are riding a black nightmare horse, you have to change horses along the way, so you can't run so fast. In other words, you still have plenty of time.
"Hmph, wait for me!" Yan Motian didn't understand what Yang Gui meant, but now that the matter was over, since the enemy gave him a chance to recover, he wouldn't refuse it. He quickly sat down cross-legged and adjusted his breathing to recover.
Yang Gui gave him an hour, but just after one and a half hours, Yan Motian jumped up, stretched out his sword, and shouted at the two of them: "Death to the traitor!"
"He's still pretending." Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng went rock-paper-scissors to decide who would fight. Originally, they wanted to fight together, but who knew that the Xiantian Golden Pill was so disappointing. Now Yan Motian's strength has at best returned to its full glory.
70%, I really feel embarrassed to bully him.
"Damn it!" Yan Motian cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything to let the two of them go together. He finally figured it out. He must try to come back alive and report the news to the sect, otherwise these two lunatics could bring down the whole family.
Return to Yuanzong.
"Hey, old turtle, I accept the offer!" Zhang Sanfeng happily watched as his rock hardened Yang Gui's scissors.
"No, old bastard, you don't have martial ethics. Based on your personality, shouldn't you be the one to show off?" Yang Gui restrained his breath angrily and stepped aside.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This is called a war that never tires of deceit." Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, cupped fists with Yan Motian and saluted, "Fellow Taoist, please."
"die!"
Yan Motian couldn't bear it anymore, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed Zhang Sanfeng with his sword flying like sand and rocks.
Zhang Sanfeng opened the Tai Chi Sword, raised his hand to cover the moon with three rings, and drew three circles with the long sword, deflecting Yan Motian's sword.
Yan Motian's anger towards the two people in front of him has reached its peak. He completely ignores the consumption of his innate true energy. The green true energy is spread all over his body, and he keeps striking like thunder and lightning.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The surrounding trees and slopes were shattered by Yan Motian's sword energy. Not to mention the strong bow and crossbow, every attack by Yan Motian was more terrifying than a small-caliber artillery strike.
Zhang Sanfeng stood on the spot, using the three-ringed moon ring continuously, drawing circles one after another with the long sword in his hand, blocking all Yan Motian's attacks.
It's just that Yan Motian's attack was too strong, and Zhang Sanfeng's innate strength meant that even if Yan Motian only recovered 70% of his strength, he wouldn't be able to resist it head-on with just his Tai Chi Sword.
The circle drawn by the long sword is getting smaller and smaller, and the body is constantly retreating due to the beating. However, no matter how much he retreats, the sword's momentum is as steady as a mountain.
"What the hell is this slow swordsmanship!"
Although Yan Motian had the upper hand, he was anxious in his heart. He tried his best to break through the Tai Chi sword circle, but found that no matter how fast he struck, his slow sword skills could always block his attack.
He was a strong innate golden elixir, and when he was blocked by an innate solid elixir, he shouted, waving his sword like a wheel, and the fierce attacks kept coming.
Zhang Sanfeng concentrated his attention and calmly blocked every attack of his sword. This was the first time that Zhang Sanfeng used Tai Chi sword with all his strength since he invented the Tai Chi sword.
The sword power is smooth and continuous. It seems to be slow and effortless, but in fact it is like flowing water, flowing continuously. Zhang Sanfeng's sword is getting lighter and lighter, but his eyes are getting brighter and brighter. This sword technique is purely for purpose.
Strength, God cares first.
Every time Yan Motian struck with his sword, the long sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand was pressed down with the flat surface of the sword spine, and the ring was pushed away. Although his sword was sharp, it could not hurt Zhang Sanfeng's sword at all.
If this were Teng Qingshan who was in the innate golden elixir realm, his attacks would have already changed direction or style, but Yan Motian is just a native of the Jiuding world, and his attacks can only follow a specific route, which is too monotonous and too easy to restrain.
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Yan Motian's sword technique was fierce and fierce, like a huge hurricane, emitting a biting sharpness. Zhang Sanfeng moved the sword with his will, and only used his long sword to draw circles in the hurricane. Yan Motian only felt that the force on Zhang Sanfeng's sword was like a spindle.
The thread is wrapped around his sword in circles.
Every time it was wrapped around, the sword in Yan Motian's hand became heavier. Gradually, he felt that he could not control the sword. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. This was something he had never experienced in the hundreds of years he had learned swords.
Gradually, Yan Motian's offensive became slower and slower, and Zhang Sanfeng was able to counterattack once out of ten moves. After another ten minutes, he was able to counterattack three or four out of ten moves.
"Won."
Yang Gui looked at the situation and made a judgment in his mind.
Sure enough, Zhang Sanfeng swung his long sword to the left and right, brushed the dust with the wind with one hand, swung away Yan Motian's sword, then drew the sword with a step, raised his knees and stabbed back, stabbing Yan Motian's heart with a "big Kuixing style" move.
"Win me, just dream!" Yan Motian's eyes were sharp, and he advanced instead of retreating, holding his sword high.
"Sea-Splitting Slash!"
Yan Motian shouted loudly and gathered all his true energy on the sword blade. The sword flashed with cyan light and grew a few sizes out of thin air. A larger phantom of the sword appeared on the sword, and he launched a big Kuixing-style attack.
He missed the target and continued his offensive, slashing towards Zhang Sanfeng.
This is one of the most profound moves in the "Guiyuan Sword Code". He had already tried his best to break through Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi Sword.
"Can't stop it."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at this sword energy and knew that the Tai Chi sword could not stop it, "Zhenwu, fire!"
With a "bang" sound, Zhang Sanfeng's special effects were fully activated. He was surrounded by turtles and snakes, and the Tai Chi figure was spinning behind him. He himself had disheveled hair, like the Zhenwu Emperor of the North Pole Demon. He raised his sword to draw a circle, and a Tai Chi figure appeared in front of him, facing Yan Motian.
A sword.
"what is that!"
Yan Motian was extremely surprised. Even in a semi-fantasy world like Jiuding World, there have been few such clear and complete special effects, at least in the innate realm.
In his daze, he had already struck the Tai Chi Diagram with his sword. The Tai Chi Diagram had a mark deeply dented, as if it was about to be torn apart, but in the end it was barely blocked, and then slowly rotated, the speed getting faster and faster, and the Tai Chi Diagram also followed.
The drum beat loudly and deflected Yan Motian's sword.
"Impossible!" Yan Motian didn't want to believe this fact, but Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi diagram was already pressed in front of him. He was not a warrior specializing in physical training, so it was naturally impossible for him to block Zhang Sanfeng's sword with his face.
"I accept it." Zhang Sanfeng dispersed the Tai Chi diagram, tapped the tip of his sword, and put it back.
"How, how could..." Yan Motian's eyes were blank, "Who are you?"
"I'm Yu Lianzhou!" Zhang Sanfeng did not hesitate to use his apprentice's name. The apprentice was used to block the master's sword. He had been hanging out with Yang Gui for a long time without any sense of guilt.
"Old turtle, are you still fighting?" Zhang Sanfeng turned to ask Yang Gui.
"No fight. The innate golden elixir can't even defeat the real elixir. It's too weak." Yang Gui saw that Yan Motian couldn't show much of his strength. There was no point in fighting anymore, "Let's go."
The two of them performed their movements and flew away.
"What the hell...how can you make such a mistake? I, my food, my food?" Yan Motian almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
It is not easy for an ordinary person to reach the level of a third-rate martial artist with five hundred kilograms of strength. Yu Lianzhou has been training with Zhang Sanfeng all his life and is only at this level. Even in Guiyuan Sect, those who can break through the innate are very rare, let alone Yan Motian, who is innate
Golden elixir.
He has lived with the title of "genius" since he was a child. He has always been a "child of other people" and never thought that one day he would be criticized by others.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yan Motian cursed all night on the spot.
It was not until noon the next day that Zhuge Yuanhong, who had changed horses all the way, found Yan Motian on the side of the road.
"Elder Yan, how are you?" Zhuge Yuan was famous all over the world for his wisdom and scheming. He knew that Yan Motian had lost the battle as soon as he saw Yan Motian's appearance, so he didn't ask much and only asked how his physical condition was.
"Sect Master..." Yan Motian raised his head with difficulty and said tremblingly: "They are not human!"
Zhuge Yuanhong's expression became strange, why do you seem to be forced to do 1? But this is not the place to talk, Zhuge Yuanhong can only take Yan Motian back first.
"What? Do they know that there is a strong person in the virtual realm in our sect?" Two and a half days later, Zhuge Yuanhong returned to Guiyuan Sect with Yan Motian, who was deeply shocked, and dismissed everyone, leaving only a few senior officials to discuss matters.
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The first piece of information Yan Motian told made Zhuge Yuanhong exclaim.
"Does our sect really have a virtual realm?" Elder Ni, the innate real elixir leader, the four commanders and the two guardians of the Guiyuan Sect looked at the sect master in shock.
"You little Zhuge boy, you even hid this from me, right?" Ji Hong said angrily, slapping the table.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is all the intention of the strong man in the virtual realm. It is not good after all to let everyone know that there is such a strong man who has lost the motivation to be brave and diligent and relies on the strong man in the virtual realm to cause trouble for Guiyuan Sect.
"Zhuge Yuanhong explained humbly to his uncle.
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Do I know this? It's okay if you don't tell the ordinary disciples. In terms of seniority, I am your uncle. In terms of position, he is also the first commander of the Black Armored Army and ranks third in the entire sect under you.
Character, you can even hide it from me?"
If he hadn't thought that he couldn't beat him, Ji Hong would have wanted to hold Zhuge Yuanhong's ears and question him like he did when he was a child.
"Uncle, please be patient for a moment. Elder Yan, do you have any other information?" Zhuge Yuanhong quickly changed the subject.
"They are very strong. They only have the cultivation of innate real elixirs, but I am no match for them in a fight." Elder Yan said.
"Is it unusual for the Xiantian Shi Dan to defeat the Xiantian Golden Dan?" Zhuge Yuanhong spread his hands: "I can do it too!"
"Don't you want to listen anymore!" Yan Motian glared at the sect leader. The thief said, forget about my food. What do you mean?
"Listen." Zhuge Yuanhong motioned to Yan Motian to continue.