The first thousand two hundred and ninety-eighth chapters:
In desperation, Master Yuan Zhu could only say: "Fellow Taoist, can you stop and listen to me?"
"Want to stop? It's not that easy. Take another strike from me." Qingyang yelled angrily. While speaking, the speed of the attack did not change at all. At this time, Qingyang was so angry that he didn't even speak to Master Yuan Zhu.
The opportunity to beg for mercy. At first, this guy thought that he was easy to bully, and he was condescending and overpowering others. He didn't take him seriously at all. Now he feels that he can't afford to offend him, so he plans to reconcile? How can there be such a good thing in the world? Why do we have to wait?
Let's talk about it after you vent your anger.
The Three-Yuan Sword Formation was approaching in a blink of an eye. It was too late for Yuanzhu Zhenren to say anything else. He could only bite the bullet and take Qingyang's move first. Facing this second Three-Yuan Sword Formation, Yuanzhu Zhenren did not have the first chance at all.
The first time he responded calmly and extremely hastily, the result was of course much worse than the second time. Not only did he suffer the backlash from the magic weapon, but after using up his defense methods, he was also bombarded by the aftermath of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation, causing him to fall back continuously.
He walked four or five steps and suffered serious injuries.
Before Master Yuanzhu could breathe a sigh of relief, the third move of the Three-Yuan Sword Formation had been formed. Qingyang did not give him a chance to breathe. This was intended to teach the opponent a profound lesson and completely vent his bad breath. Master Yuanzhu
He didn't expect Qingyang to hold a grudge so much and not give him any face. Two consecutive three-yuan sword formations not only forced him to use all his methods, but also suffered internal and external injuries. If he did it a few more times, his life would probably be in danger.
Finally he got scared, turned around and ran outside.
Master Yuan Zhu ran quite fast. Qingyang's three-yuan sword formation just brushed his body and did not hurt him. However, the aftermath of the sword formation fell on the surrounding buildings. Although monks commonly used
Buildings will be equipped with protective arrays, but this level of attack cannot be prevented by ordinary protective arrays. There was only a loud bang and a large number of buildings collapsed.
As soon as Master Yuan Zhu escaped, Qingyang's attack failed. He became even more angry and rushed directly into the sky from among the ruins of the building, chasing Master Yuan Zhu in the direction of his escape.
Such a big movement had already disturbed other people in the house. However, when they saw that Master Yuan Zhu, whose strength was second only to Master Chi Ye, was beaten and fled in panic, they naturally did not dare to move forward. The two of them
Wherever he passed, other people dodged and hid secretly in the distance to watch the fun.
At this moment, Zhenjun Chiye was also alarmed. A figure from a yard in the distance rushed into the sky to greet him, and at the same time angrily shouted: "Who dares to be so arrogant in my mansion?"
Seeing that the master finally appeared, Master Yuanzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hid away from Master Chiye. Qingyang also followed him without hesitation. Since he had already broken up with him, he had nothing to hold back.
Yes, it is true that Lord Chiye is a Yuanying monk, but his cultivation level is only at the second level of Yuanying. Qingyang is just trying to see if he can beat the opponent.
At this time, Zhenjun Chiye had already seen clearly that the person who was smashing things in his mansion was actually the Jindan monk who came to him to refine weapons. His apprentice was obviously higher in cultivation but was no match. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how could the two of them fight?
Get up? Could it be that you are impatient because of the long wait for refining?
But no matter what, the person who made trouble in his own mansion and embarrassed himself in public must not be treated lightly. Moreover, the person was just a golden elixir monk. Zhenjun Chiye straightened his body and said angrily: "You
How bold, do you really think that there is no one in my house?"
Qingyang chased to a distance of less than one mile from Zhenjun Chiye and Zhenren Yuanzhu, and stood face to face with each other in the air. At this time, Qingyang was also very angry. Facing Zhenjun Chiye's anger, he showed no weakness.
He said: "What mansion? It's just a den of thieves. I've never faced off against a Nascent Soul monk. I'm going to try it today. Can a Nascent Soul monk be able to cover the sky with one hand?"
Qingyang is telling the truth. This is the first time he has fought head-on with the Nascent Soul cultivator. The fact that he was chased by Lord Shifu certainly does not count. However, for Lord Chiye, these words are extremely arrogant. Lord Chiye has a red head.
Fa was a person with a bad temper and could not stand being provoked. He originally wanted to ask what was the reason for the fight between the two parties, but now after hearing Qingyang's words, how could he care about anything else? He suddenly laughed angrily and said
: "Okay, okay, okay. This is the first time in many years that a Golden Core cultivator dares to be so arrogant in front of me. Don't you want to try whether the Nascent Soul cultivator can cover the sky with one hand? Then today will be as you wish. Others
Everyone who is irrelevant should get out of my way."
After True Lord Chiye appeared just now, other people in the mansion gathered here. In their minds, with Master, a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be easy to deal with Qingyang, but True Lord Chiye was not so
Optimistic, Master Yuanzhu is his eldest disciple, and he knows very well what his strength is. Qingyang can chase Master Yuanzhu away with his nine-level cultivation of the golden elixir. His own abilities are definitely not low. He can cultivate to the level of the golden elixir.
The ninth-level monks will definitely not be short of brains. Facing Yuanying monks, they dare to be so arrogant. This is quite unusual in itself. In other words, Qingyang is either strong and confident, or he has a strong background and is not afraid of Yuan.
infant.
Of course, Zhenjun Chiye didn't think Qingyang could do anything. After all, there was a big level difference between the two sides. It would be a little troublesome to clean up at most. The gap between Yuanying monks and Jindan monks could not be solved by simply jumping up and fighting.
To make up for it, the reason why others were asked to retreat was because they were worried that the battle would be too fierce and the aftermath would hurt others. This was my own mansion, surrounded by my own people.
Zhenjun Chiye gave an order, and everyone else moved away. The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense. Zhenjun Chiye stared at Qingyang coldly. Qingyang also had a solemn look on his face, although he thought he could block it.
The monks who live on the second floor of Nascent Soul, but after all, this is the first time to fight against the Nascent Soul monks, so it is better to be more cautious. If something unexpected happens, the boat may capsize in the gutter.
Suddenly, Zhenjun Chiye moved, and with a wave of his hand, all the Yin and Underworld Qi from heaven and earth surged towards this side. He did not know what kind of magic formula he had pinched, and those Yin and Underworld Qi actually formed in the air.
A huge grimace opened its mouth and roared, then rushed down towards Qingyang.
Facing the face that rushed down fiercely, even though Qingyang had been prepared for it, he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment. The strength of this Nascent Soul monk should not be underestimated. This seemingly casual attack has such power.
, but it is much more powerful than the Yuan Zhuzhen just now.
Qingyang didn't dare to neglect, the fourth giant sword had already appeared in the air, and at the same time with the other three giant swords, thousands of sword shadows bloomed, forming a four-dimensional sword formation to kill the giant ghost face.