Chapter 13, Giving and Receiving
Yun Bufan watched with a shocked look at Zhuo Ren's attack that was not inferior to the One Sword Heaven Sealing Technique, and as soon as he made contact, he resisted the power of the One Sword Heaven Sealing Technique. You must know that a sword sealing the sky is an exercise in the early stage of the Xuan Rank, although he is only using an ordinary Xuan Tie long sword to cast it, at least he can exert the power of the late stage of the Yellow Order, but right now...
Before he had time to think about it, the shocked look on Yun Bufan's face instantly turned into a dull expression, and he clearly saw that after the two sword qi collided, the black Xuantie long sword was shattered, and the black sword shadow in the sky was also swept away, and the aftermath of a gray edge was undiminished, sweeping towards him.
"Whoosh" Yun Bufan just was stunned and sobered up after a few breaths, and his figure appeared a few feet away in a flash.
"Ahh
Rao is like this, Yun Bufan was still swept by the gray edge aftermath of the left arm, and one arm was cut off by Qi Gen, bringing a bloody dance in the sky.
Yun Bufan hurriedly took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, the blood sprayed stopped instantly, picked up the broken arm, glanced at Zhuo Ren with a look of resentment, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to retreat.
Zhuo Ren took everything in his eyes, and his sinking heart gradually relaxed a little, if his blow was fruitless, the role of running away would have to be changed. A ruthless gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly, "Take advantage of his illness to kill him." ”
"Huh" Zhuo Ren appeared behind Yun Bufan in an instant, and stabbed out with a sword...
"Tianyang Palm" Yun Bufan didn't want to take it hard, raised his hand and blasted out a palm technique, and then withdrew and retreated to the side.
"Bang" Zhuo Ren hurriedly raised his sword to respond, and the palm wind covered the broken sword fiercely, and the broken sword made a slight "buzz". The broken sword resisted most of the palm power, but Zhuo Ren was still bombarded out, and it took several zhang to stop his body.
Seeing this, Yun Bufan had a grim look on his face. The strong man in the late stage of his own dignified detachment is also an existence that many disciples look up to in Tianyangmen, but now he has his arm cut off by a hairy boy who came out of nowhere in the late stage of body refining.
This kid should only be able to perform the terrifying magic technique just now, and now he was hit by Tianyang's palm, and he was seriously injured if he didn't die, hmph, he still wants to kill me, see if I don't kill you first, Yun Bufan thought secretly. Then the steps of retreat froze, and in a flash, he caught up with Zhuo Ren, who was flying upside down.
Although Zhuo Ren was blown away several feet away, because the broken sword resisted most of the might, coupled with the burning clothes he was wearing, and the strong body tempered by the Phantom Sun Divine Sword, he did not suffer substantial damage at all, and only paused for a moment, seeing that Yun Bufan did not retreat but advanced, pursed his lips, and greeted him with a sword.
"Bang"
"Poof"
Zhuo Ren's chest was slapped fiercely, and the broken sword in his hand also pierced into Yun Bufan's chest as he wished, although it was only the tip of the sword, it was enough.
Zhuo Ren seized the opportunity, endured the unbearable pain in his internal organs, and punched the sluggish Yun Bufan façade fiercely.
Yun Bufan stared blankly at the broken sword that pierced into his chest, no matter what, he couldn't imagine that such a rusty broken sword could actually break his own Xuanqi shield, and he relied on the shield in his body before, so he didn't dodge and thought about slapping this kid to death with one palm. In a moment, a blood-red fist rapidly expanded in the pupils.
"Boom"
The façade was punched hard, and Yun Bufan instantly felt a roar in his head, and his consciousness gradually blurred. Shaking his head, he kept his senses, reached into his arms and took out a transparent stone, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to whisper and transmit the sound.
This time with two junior brothers is secretly out of Tianyangmen, after the last incident, the head of the master as soon as he returned to Tianyangmen closed, did not have time to investigate the matter of not saving him to see death, Yun Bufan was worried, thinking of coming to Qingyang Mountain to try his luck, if you can get the mysterious weapon with the spirit of the instrument is the best, of course, the main thing is to find the Nebula disk, this is the treasure of Tianyangmen, last time it was lost by Li Yun, Yun Bufan decided that even if it is not on Li Yun, it must be on Qingyang Mountain, if it can be recovered, the master must be very happy, maybe he will not pursue that matter。
"Bang"
Just when Yun Bufan hesitated, Zhuo Ren followed closely behind, and smashed another punch on Yun Bufan's chest, and the transparent stone in his hand flew out in an instant, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight down, his eyes were full of unwillingness and shock.
Zhuo Ren didn't dare to be careless, and smashed down with a heavy punch again, followed by another punch, as if he felt that the fist had no strength, Zhuo Ren pulled out the broken sword on Yun Bufan's chest, and raised it high to stab...
I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Ren was lying on a boulder not far from the corpse, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his mind was turbulent for a long time. The fist was already numb and numb, and the sharp pain in his chest made Zhuo Ren's face twist for a while.
As if remembering something, Zhuo Ren endured the severe pain and struggled to walk in front of Yun Bufan, his chest had been pierced by Zhuo Ren through several large holes, and the blood had coagulated and was no longer flowing. It's just the heavy smell of blood that still makes Zhuo Ren feel cold. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and groped into the corpse's arms for a while, and took out a bottle of elixir.
"Yuqing Dan"
Zhuo Ren silently recited it, thinking that after Yun Bufan broke his arm before, he swallowed a pill, which stopped the bleeding instantly, it was very magical, hesitated, Zhuo Ren took off the cork, and suddenly a burst of medicinal fragrance wafted over, poured out a milky white pill, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.
The elixir melted in the mouth, turning into a pure medicinal power that wandered away from every corner of the body, where the medicinal power passed, the pain was instantly reduced, and after a while, Zhuo Ren felt refreshed, relaxed, and uncomfortable.
It's really a good thing, shaking the bottle, Zhuo Ren said secretly with a painful face, "It's a pity, there are only five in it"
Tasting the sweetness, Zhuo Ren was out of control, and once again put his hand into Yun Bufan's arms for a while, and then walked to the corpses of the other two Tianyangmen disciples, except for the tattered clothes they were wearing, all of them were scraped in one go.
It's a pity that the two of them don't have Yu Qingdan, looking at the two books placed on the stone, dozens of purple copper plate-like crystals, glowing with a faint light, and a small pile of silver taels and two black black iron swords.
Pick up one of the books and sweep it at will, "One Sword Sealing Technique"
Zhuo Ren's pupils dilated instantly, this is the mastery of Tianyangmen, but this book does not shine brightly, and I can't see the specific level, I think it should be a manuscript. But Zhuo Ren clearly remembered that Li Yun's master used this trick to raze the entire valley to the ground, thinking of this, Zhuo Ren's heart was stabbed fiercely.
"Dad, don't worry, the child will definitely avenge you" Zhuo Ren faced the ruins, knelt with a solemn expression, and then kowtowed three more times.
Put away a manuscript of the Sword Seal Heaven, and pick up another one with anticipation.
"Illustration of the Spring Palace"
Zhuo Ren said suspiciously, "What kind of Dao is this, what a strange Dao name" and then turned the page casually with a blank face.
I saw two men and women without a strand of hair, and the woman was lying on her back, her legs raised. The man faces the woman, kneels between her thighs, holds the woman's legs with both hands and carries them on his shoulders, so that the woman's knees are above her chest, and slightly raises the opponent's buttocks... A thousand words are omitted here
Zhuo Ren's face turned red, he closed the Spring Palace diagram like lightning, swept the surroundings without a trace, and secretly muttered, "The disciples of Tianyangmen are also so improper" and then casually threw the Spring Palace diagram aside.
Zhuo Ren sat on the stone, looked at the small pile of loot in front of him, and stuffed it into his arms.
As the night wore on, the moonlight grew cooler. Zhuo Ren glanced up, half-squinting in thought.
Tianyangmen didn't come out of the nest this time, only three Li Yun's junior brothers came, which made Zhuo Ren very puzzling, last time the masters who were as strong as Li Yun all returned, and the three of them came in the dark...
After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure it out, Zhuo Ren shook his head, and simply didn't think about him, he was almost dead now just dealing with a Yun Bufan, and he could only hope that they would not dare to come again because they were afraid of the mysterious old man. When his strength increases, he will go to Tianyangmen to find them, and now that they are here, he can't deal with them. Zhuo Ren always thought that the Yin Wind Monster was the old man's means. Moreover, it also greatly underestimated the attraction of the Instrument Spirit Treasure to cultivators.
In short, this place should not stay for a long time, and I have a plan in my heart. Zhuo Ren was about to return to the village with a swift walk like the wind, when suddenly his face turned red, and he returned to the stone where he was sitting before, carefully picked up a book, quickly stuffed it into his arms, and turned into a red figure and went down the mountain.