After Zhang Yu gave the order, he did not leave immediately, but took out the cicada sword, wiped it carefully, and went to the inner room to sit cross-legged.

After breathing all night, he got up and walked out of the platform with his sword.

He looked up and saw that the sun was hanging above the sky, shining the heavens and the earth, and it was the middle of the day.

His body slowly floated up, and after reaching the sky above the sky, he glanced at the distant sky, and then turned into a jade mist and a green rainbow and went to the depths of the wasteland.

After going out more than 10,000 miles in the northwest direction, he saw a raised mound, which was the highest place within a radius of dozens of miles, so he fell down.

When he had settled down, he took the blade of his sword and sat down cross-legged.

Half a day passed, and the great sun fell towards the long horizon to the west.

In his long breath, the cold night passed by, and soon the sun rose again behind him, casting a warm light into the boundless wasteland.

However, after the day passed again, the opponent still did not appear.

But he didn't have the slightest impatience, the whole person seemed calm and natural, and his breath became deeper and longer, as if he was integrated into heaven and earth.

On the third day, without warning, a gust of wind came, and dust and gravel flew up, and the sky became dark and deep.

Zhang Yu sat there without moving, he seemed to be a reef in the sea, and the sand and dust reached in front of him, all of which were blocked by the light of his heart and diverted from him.

After a long time, if he realized something, he looked up and saw a red-eyed and white-skinned young man silently appearing from the wind and sand.

His person was like an illusory silhouette, and in such a fierce wind, not even the corners of his robe shook for half a minute. The peony pattern embroidered robe on his body is bright and dazzling, and the extraordinarily bright colors are incompatible with this gray and black world.

Zhang Yu stood up, holding a sword in his hand, and looked at the visitor: "Yuantong Ancestor?"

Yuantong Old Ancestor said: "It's me, but I'm not him." ”

Zhang Yu nodded, didn't say much, pulled out the blade of the sword, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely to the side, the sleeves fluttered with the ups and downs of the heart, and the other hand held the sword salute, and said in his mouth: "Please advise." ”

Yuantong Old Ancestor stared at Zhang Yu.

It wasn't as simple as Bai Xiu asking for help if he wanted to deal with Zhang Yu, if it was just for this, he didn't need to be so serious at all, he was trying to find a suitable body to walk outside.

In his opinion, Zhang Yu is undoubtedly the most talented person in Xuanfu in the past few decades, and if he succeeds in refining the sacrifice, he may be able to rely on this to cultivate back to the original realm again.

At that point, he can even reincarnate and get out of the cave.

At this time, he made a joke and said, "Please." ”

Zhang Yuli didn't move there, the cicada sword in his hand flashed slightly, and it turned into a streamer, shooting directly towards the place where Yuantong Old Ancestor was, and easily drew a slender mark in the surging wind and sand.

Yuan Tong Old Ancestor stood there and didn't dodge at all, he let the sword light pass through his body, and then the whole person burst like a punctured bubble.

Zhang Yuli stood for a moment, turned around, and Yuantong Old Ancestor appeared there again, his body was intact, and his expression did not change from Fang Cai.

His eyes moved slightly, and there was a record in the volume that the ancestor of Yuantong had a magical power called "Lifeless Heart Dust", which could imprint his own image into people's hearts.

As long as you have seen the person and remembered his appearance, then if you attack by ordinary means, you will always touch the phantom that you see in your own mind, not the itself.

And if you can't find where you are, you can never kill it.

It is also this method that makes Yuantong Lao Zu so difficult to entangle, even if his deeds are similar to him, it is difficult for him to do so in a head-on battle.

Judging from the annotations at the back of the book, it took a lot of effort to capture and kill this cultivator, and he deliberately refined a "Heart Shadow" technique, cracked this magical power, and finally solved it.

After the defeat of Captain Ming, he came back and said that he could not hurt the opponent by half a point, and it was probably because of this magical power.

This kind of supernatural power does not mean that you can crack it by closing your eyes or not looking at the other person, as long as the monk's mana heart light comes into contact with his mana, then it will naturally be imprinted into it.

However, the record did not write how to practice the technique of "Cutting Heart Shadow", just mentioned a sentence, but even if he had, he would not practice it.

He doesn't have such magical powers, but he has the easiest way, which is to use the cicada sword to kill the other party with the sword, and at the same time cut off the shadow in his heart!

The requirements here are very high, and it is necessary to get people's hearts and swords to communicate, so when he came out, he communicated with the sword again, so as to achieve the situation where the heart and sword are the same and there are no gaps.

At this time, he flicked the blade of the sword and lifted it up, as if a sacrificial sword, the streamer flew away from his hand again, and at the same time, another bright sword light rose above the spiritual platform and slashed down into his heart!

At the moment when the sword light fell on Yuantong Ancestor again, the avatar in his heart suddenly shattered.

At this moment, if he felt something, Huo Ran turned around and looked at one place, this person was not near, but in that extremely far place, thousands of miles away!

He froze in that direction, and the brilliant starlight flickered behind him, and a large phantus disappeared in a flash.

At this time, the phantom figure of Yuantong Old Ancestor appeared in the sky again, but the cicada sword flying in the air was just a flicker, and it was killed again in an instant.

And then, every time it seemed to emerge, it was slashed by the sword light.

This kind of method is equivalent to exchanging a sword for a magical power.

However, the flying sword is not his only means, and if the other party's magic power is not cracked, it will never be possible to kill, so he thinks that such an exchange is very worthwhile.

At this moment, thousands of miles away in the southeast, Yuantong Old Ancestor's body was standing here, and his red eyes showed a little surprise at this time.

In the past, when fighting with people, as long as the opponent could not see through the changes in his "lifeless heart", then he was helpless, and he could fiddle with the opponent at will.

For example, when Captain Ming fought against him, even if he exhausted his strength, he couldn't touch him by half a point.

But now that it is replaced by Zhang Yu, he actually uses a sword weapon to break it, and it seems that this magic power can no longer confuse him.

However, thinking that the flying sword in Zhang Yu's hand was also dragged because of this, he could accept it, after all, among the opponents he had fought with in the past, sword cultivation was the most difficult.

Judging by his past experience, when a monk who usually relied on swords to compete with others suddenly lost this magic weapon, his fighting ability would inevitably be weakened because of this.

He was confident that with the magic power he mastered, even if he didn't use the technique of "Lifeless Heart Dust", it would be enough to win this junior.

Just as he was changing his thoughts, he suddenly realized that when he looked up, he saw a bright light appear above his head, and the light was incomparably bright and unstoppable, and it actually fell straight down through the wild wind and sand.

And in the light, there is a behemoth, in the middle of which is a fluctuating ghostly aura, as if the sky is eclipsed, and on both sides of the gloom is a pair of bright and brilliant wings.

"Visualization map?"

In the past, his main opponent was Zhenxiu, and he had not fought in Xuanxiu, but he had heard of it in the visualization map, and knew that this thing could escape thousands of miles away to attack the enemy.

At this moment, the behemoth suddenly spread its wings that covered the sky, expanding for a hundred miles in an instant, and at this moment, it was like two brilliant galaxies across the void, stretching towards the end of the sky, and then the countless tiny stars in it flickered one by one.

Just a blink of an eye, thousands of starlight poured down towards the ground!

Yuantong Old Ancestor raised his head and stared at the light, the boiling evil qi outside his body surged, and it was also a hundred miles in an instant, and all the regions were like turning into a surging ocean of evil qi, and the starlight fell, stirring up bursts of ripples in it, and at the same time dissipating the evil qi, it was also melted away by the layers of evil qi that seemed to be endless.

It's just that only the thousands of howling sounds can't be dissolved, even if he can do it, he also feels irritable, and he frowns unconsciously.

The countless star stream bombardment lasted for half a moment before it slowly subsided, and the evil qi tide below was also slowly subsiding, the wind and sand on the wasteland should have spread through everything, but it was a huge void left by the collision of the divine powers of the two sides.

Although this void is slowly disappearing under the filling of the wind and sand, it undoubtedly shows the magical means of the cultivator to fight against the great power of nature with his own strength.

Yuantong Old Ancestor's eyes flashed at this time, and he turned around, and a hundred miles away, a young Daoist stood there with his sleeves up, and the jade-colored Dao robe on his body was wafting out clouds of ethereal jade mist, blocking those rolling evil qi aside.

Zhang Yu looked ahead, the sleeves of his robe fluttered, and he walked forward step by step, and the surging evil qi in front of him separated to both sides, and whenever he walked through, the wind, sand and dust also slowly closed.

Yuantong Old Ancestor slowly rose to a high place, and the bright peonies on his robe suddenly bloomed, and then a bright light flickered there.

Zhang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he could recognize that this was another supernatural power of Yuantong Old Ancestor, called "Heavenless Ignorance", which could dissolve the opponent invisibly in an instant.

And the power of this supernatural power is that as long as it is within the range of what people know and feel, it is impossible to completely avoid it.

So he didn't dodge, at this time, he also raised his hand and flicked his fingers at Yuantong Ancestor.

The sun and the moon shine again!

At this moment, two bright lights appeared in the place where the two of them were standing, which were difficult to look at, and the heaven and earth that were originally covered by wind and sand completely lost their sense of existence.

But the results of these two rays of light were different, and Yuan Tong disappeared in an instant in that light.

Zhang Yu is body appeared with a phantom that looked like himself, and then this phantom instantly turned into ashes and flew away, and he himself continued to step forward.

The next moment, as a little light flashed out in the far sky, the figure of Yuantong Old Ancestor appeared from within, still floating in mid-air, staring at him.

Zhang Yu also looked at him and looked over. He just avoided the catastrophe with the method of "mysterious and easy to transform", and the other party also used a magic power called "wheel light reversal" to block his killing moves.

This time, they exchanged two supernatural powers with each other in an instant.

From the very beginning of the fight, he had been trying to get close to his opponent, and now, he was only a few miles away from his famous opponent, and the chance to win the battle was within this short distance.

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(End of chapter)