Chapter Seventy-Seven: Nian Shan
A stream of spiritual power rushed to the sky, Yang Chen looked at the old man in front of him with a grim expression, this old man was not only strong in terms of soul, but also did not fall behind in terms of cultivation, and reached the Flying Spirit Realm.
The corners of Yang Chen's mouth curled, even if his current combat strength was greatly reduced due to the injuries on his body, he could barely deal with such an old man.
As soon as the Xuanyun Sword moved in his hand, the cold sword light wiped towards the old man's neck, and the power of the sword seemed to make the spiritual power that rose to the sky tremble slightly.
"What's going on?" and at this time, the old man in the center of the spiritual power frowned, as if something unexpected had happened.
"Old man, suffer death!" Yang Chen slashed the pillar of spiritual power around the old man with a sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the old man's neck, but the old man was a person who was so easy to be knocked down, but his eyes glared fiercely in the direction of Yang Chen.
This stare made Yang Chen's body lose control in an instant, and slowly fell to the ground, but before he landed, Yang Chen woke up in time.
Bang –
As Yang Chen landed, countless dust instantly bloomed from the ground, blocking Yang Chen's vision.
"Boy, suffer death, I can solve you alone!"
In the smoke and dust, Yang Chen only heard a disdainful shout from the old man around him, and then his eyes froze, and the things in front of him seemed to become extremely slow, Yang Chen didn't think that time and space were still, but because the other party had used soul skills on him.
The soul derivation technique was cast, and a strong soul power surged directly from Yang Chen's heart, resisting the soul power of the old man.
Under the strength of the soul derivation technique, no matter how high the old man's soul skill attainment is, it is just a chicken and a dog, expelling the soul power of the old man, Yang Chen waved his hand, and a thunderbolt shot out from his fingertips.
The old man who hit directly with a thunderous move and a finger retreated, which surprised Yang Chen in his heart.
Originally, he thought that the old man's strength was very strong, and it seemed that the cultivation of the Flying Spirit Realm was nothing more than that, of course, Yang Chen would not think that it was because his strength was too strong, after all, the ordinary Flying Spirit Realm was also an extremely terrifying opponent for Yang Chen, who had been so seriously injured.
As for why the old man was repelled by Yang Chen's random move with a thunderbolt and a finger, it could only show that the other party's cultivation was not stable enough, and it was just floating.
This kind of cultivation is insignificant compared to the solid cultivation of the fire rushing to the sky, if you say it seriously, the old man's cultivation will open the pulse realm to the heavens, and he has not even reached the perfection.
"You're too weak!" Yang Chen couldn't help laughing, he didn't know where this old man had come from so much spiritual power before, bursting out with the power of the Flying Spirit Realm.
The old man came back to his senses, looked fiercely in the direction of Yang Chen, and took out a long knife from the spirit domain bag, which was inlaid with stones similar to gems.
"High-grade spiritual weapon!" Yang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, the knife in the other party's hand was also a high-grade spiritual weapon, and in terms of quality, it could only be better than the Xuanyun Sword in Yang Chen's hand.
"It seems that you are not ordinary among the ranks of the Divine Martial Cultivators, Elder!" Yang Chen said coldly, since the other party has a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is either obtained by his own personal relationship, or it is distributed by the sect according to his merits.
The old man just snorted coldly, and the spiritual power frantically poured into the gem long knife in his hand, but the gem long knife did not change at all.
Seeing that the gem long knife had not changed, Yang Chen was not happy in his heart, but had a trace of doubt, according to reason, the old man should have refined the gem long knife, and there would be a reaction after injecting spiritual power, but the gem long knife did not react at all.
"Old man, can you? Even a high-grade spiritual weapon can be refined. Yang Chen sneered, but the Xuanyun Sword in his hand slammed into the ground.
Suddenly, one after another, the bundled god locks rushed towards the old man quickly, but the next scene made Yang Chen frown slightly, and the bundled god locks entered the vicinity of the old man, as if they were frozen, and they couldn't go any further, and soon a trace of frost appeared on the bundled god locks.
Yang Chen frowned, it seemed that he had made a mistake, that gem long knife was absolutely extraordinary, and soon Yang Chen saw a trace of frost quickly spreading in his direction.
"Boy, you're dead. The old man glanced at Yang Chen, laughed hideously, and then slowly walked towards Yang Chen with the gem long knife.
Yang Chen cut off the binding lock inspired by the Xuanyun Sword in time, with a faint smile on his face, he stood in place and swung a sword at the old man, the tip of the sword pointed at the old man's head.
The old man snorted lightly, waved the gem long knife in his hand and rushed over, not at all worried that he would die under Yang Chen's sword because of frivolous cultivation.
"Wind and snow slash!" When approaching Yang Chen, the old man shouted, and the gem long knife in his hand was still a few feet away from Yang Chen, and a sharp cold light rushed directly towards Yang Chen's waist.
Yang Chen frowned, and the Xuanyun Sword in his hand was quickly inserted into the ground, blocking the cold light of the other party, but the moment the Xuanyun Sword touched the cold light, Yang Chen almost instinctively let go of the palm that grabbed the hilt of the sword.
At the moment when Yang Chen let go of his hand, the frost had completely covered the Xuanyun Sword, if Yang Chen didn't let go of his hand just now, then he would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture now.
"What will you do now? Without the spirit weapon, will you still be my opponent?" The old man smiled coldly, and the soul attack was also released towards Yang Chen at the same time, and then he raised the gem long knife in his hand, and shot at Yang Chen.
In an instant, a white expanse appeared in front of Yang Chen's eyes, but compared to before, Yang Chen's mood was much more stable now.
Besides, he is used to the pain on his body, which can be ignored, even if his blood and spiritual power are missing, Yang Chen has no heart to dwell on it anymore, and now he has only one thought in his heart - 'try his best to fight'.
"What's the difference between you and a blind man now. Listening to the old man's voice, Yang Chen just smiled faintly, and the thunder on his body kept surging.
The Heavenly Thunder Lock Mark has not yet recovered, but it is most suitable to use Thunder to deal with the opponent now, the opponent uses a long knife with frost characteristics, and he is not as major in flames as Rushing to the Sky, so it is most suitable to use Heavenly Thunder to deal with it.
As the thunderbolts rushed out one after another, it didn't take long for Yang Chen to hear the feedback he wanted, and the sound of breaking ice appeared in his ears.
At this time, Yang Chen used the Soul Derivation Technique to crack the old man's soul method, and slowly stretched out his hand to grab the Xuanyun Sword whose frost had receded on the surface.
"Old man, do you have any other tricks? If not, you're finished. In these few battles, Yang Chen has already seen a hint of the old man, that is, the other party can't completely master the gem long knife.
At least he couldn't use the Xuanyun Sword as easily as he did, and this weakness was exactly what Yang Chen wanted to see now.
"Boy, it's just a little bit of frost that has been broken, do you really think that the Ice Knife is just a false name?" the old man sneered twice, waving the Ice Knife in his hand, and at that moment the air seemed to be frozen because of the terrifying cold of the Ice Knife.
Yang Chen's face still had that relaxed and comfortable look, and he didn't get serious at all because of the horror of the Ice Knife.
The old man just sneered and said, "While you are still alive now, let you hold on for a while, otherwise your head will fall to the ground in a while, and you won't be able to cry!" After speaking, the old man was windy under his feet, and brandished the cold ice knife in his hand towards Yang Chen.
Looking at the old man rushing over, Yang Chen did not raise the Xuanyun Sword in his hand, but instead raised his other arm with an indifferent expression.
His approach made the old man's face full of hideous smiles, and he rushed faster, almost in front of Yang Chen, the blade of the ice knife approached Yang Chen's cheek with a terrifying cold air, and almost at the moment of approaching, half of Yang Chen's face was covered with frost.
"Die!" Seeing that Yang Chen was about to turn into an ice sculpture, the old man's face became even more hideous, and he swung the ice knife with all his might.
Puff –
Hearing only the sound of metal entering the flesh, the blood bloomed, and the blood on Yang Chen's face adhered to the frost on half of his face, forming an extremely strange visual effect.
"You...... How come?"
With the old man's weak voice, Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes, the half of his frozen face began to melt, his eyes opened, and Yang Chen looked at the dying old man in front of him with great disdain.
"Nothing, you can't fully master the Ice Blade, and naturally you can't kill me in one breath, but I can kill you in one breath!" Yang Chen said coldly, and then threw the old man's body that had begun to get cold to the side.
"Ice Blade? Not bad!" Yang Chen looked at the Ice Knife that fell on the ground and slowly picked it up, but the cold on the Ice Knife had not yet dissipated, and the slightest frost was about to freeze Yang Chen's arm, only to hear a light laugh.
Those frosts shattered in response, and Yang Chen put the ice knife into his spiritual pouch and slowly walked towards the direction of the fire.
The soul derivation technique was launched, and the soul power rushed directly into the fire in his mind, completely destroying the soul method under the old man, after all, the old man was dead, and Yang Chen would not be able to crack it.
"Death! bastard!" Huo Chongtian came to his senses, looked at Yang Chen in front of him, and waved the flaming sword in his hand without saying a word.
Yang Chen quickly retreated, stood beside the dead old man, pointed his finger downward, and then stopped, frowned and glanced at Yang Chen, and then looked at the old man's body.
"What's going on?" Huo Chongtian asked suspiciously, because he was given the soul method by the old man, so his mind was still stuck in Yang Chen's retreat into the flame tornado.
Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that he would attack himself directly with his upright character of rushing into the sky, and he would kill himself first.
"This person is from that mountain, I don't know either, you better take a look for yourself!" Yang Chen shrugged helplessly, first let Huo Chongtian identify this is the person from that mountain, and then what happened?
Huo Chongtian hurriedly walked over, looking at the old man's appearance, his brows gradually twisted up like a rope.
"This person seems to be the elder of Nianshan, and his status in Nianshan is estimated to be about the same as mine. Huo Chongtian said in a somewhat uncertain tone.
Yang Chen frowned, he didn't seem to have any conflict with Nianshan, why did the other party attack him?