"The old decay has no door and no faction, but it is just a casual cultivation. It's just that I was entrusted by someone to destroy your sect, do you still want to give you an explanation?"

Shi Yun's face was not very good-looking, it was the first time he had seen such a brazen monk in the Dan period, and he had never heard of a monk in the Dan period going to destroy a sect because he owed favors, which could only show that the loose cultivator in front of him was deliberately causing trouble.

"Your Excellency's cultivation today is not easy to come by, don't offend the anger of the public for the kindness of mortals, you must know that the Chen Guo Xiuzhen Realm is united, even if my Xuanling Sect is only a third-rate sect now, they will not watch it be destroyed by Your Excellency!" Shi Yun moved the Chen Guo Xiuzhen Realm to the table, this cultivation realm called and organized by the six major sects, almost all the Xiu Immortal sects of the Chen State of China were crazy, and it had a pivotal position.

When Yangling Zhenren first heard this, his eyes showed a little cringe, but this look flashed, and the sense of superiority that looked down on the world and was proud of the world appeared in his eyes again.

"So what? By the time the cultivation realm knew about this, your sect had already been uprooted by the decay, and it had lost its Dao system, and it was no different from ordinary mortal gangs. "Yangling Zhenren is not in the system, so naturally he doesn't have to abide by the rules of the cultivation realm, besides, he is about to end his life, and he is not afraid of high-level monks seeking revenge, the big deal is death, and there is no regret for him.

Shi Yun's face became more and more ugly when he heard Yangling Zhenren say this, it seemed that there was going to be a fight today anyway, and he barely had a half-step Dan stage cultivation, which was still a lot weaker than a real Dan stage cultivator.

"Since Your Excellency is so aggressive, then Shi is going to be rude to Your Excellency..."Shi Yun's voice became cold, he stretched out his hand, and the Xuanqiu Sword quickly flew into his hand.

The swarthy Xuanyu Sword was exactly the same as the Xuanyu Sword in Han Leng's hand, the whole body was pure black, without any other variegation, but the Xuanyu Sword was even deeper.

Yangling Zhenren's eyes showed a fierce light, and a spiritual power shield appeared directly on the surface of his body, and then he recited a spell, and the Stacked Cloud Bell flew out of his hand and began to grow slowly.

Shi Yun's eyes condensed slightly, and the Xuanqiu sword in his hand flashed a few black rays, and then he let go of his hand, and the long sword flew out directly, heading straight for the real person in Yangling.

The Xuanqiu Sword filled with mana was full of fierce sword energy, and it seemed that it could open mountains and crack the ground, and the rubble collapsed into the sea.

Yangling Zhenren was very jealous of this sword at first, so he immediately stopped chanting the spell and devoted himself to resisting the Xuanqiu Sword, and all the mana in his body was used to maintain the shield.

Bang, the Xuanqiu sword was fiercely pierced on the spiritual power shield of Yangling Zhenren, and the powerful impact made him take two steps back, and then he saw that his expression became subtle, very intriguing, he took most of the mana back to the dantian, and only used thirty percent of the mana to maintain the shield, and as a result, the Xuanqiu sword seemed to be pierced on the rock, and it couldn't attack an inch.

Yangling Zhenren seemed to suddenly think of something, and said with extreme ridicule: "It turns out that your sword is just a pseudo-magic weapon! But with only a pseudo-magic weapon, it can't help the old one. ”

The so-called pseudo-magic weapon, is all in accordance with the shape of the magic weapon for copying, and then by the Yuan infant monk with the infant fire simple tempering made, although barely called the magic weapon, but the power is obviously not as great as the Yuan infant monk wholeheartedly tempered the magic weapon, so this kind of replica of the magic weapon is also called the pseudo magic weapon, between the spirit weapon and the magic weapon.

Shi Yun had already discovered this, he had been using the Xuanqiu Sword, but he found that the power of this sword was not as powerful as the magic weapon recorded in the ancient books, so he suspected that this was a pseudo-magic weapon, or that Xuan Lingzi had nothing to do to refine and play.

And the pseudo-magic weapon has a more fatal drawback, that is, with the increase in the number of uses, it will gradually consume the infant fire essence contained in it, if the infant fire essence is consumed, it will become an ordinary magic weapon, which is worse than a spirit weapon.

And the real magic weapon will not appear in this situation, the Yuan infant monk will use the magic weapon in the dantian for a long time to refine the magic weapon with infant fire, and a substance called the origin of infant fire will be born within itself, which will continue to provide infant fire essence for the magic weapon, so that the magic weapon has always maintained the strongest power, unless it is completely broken by external forces, it will not weaken the power.

When Shi Yun knew that the Xuanqiu Sword was actually a pseudo-magic weapon, he rarely used it for combat, but only used it as a means of transportation, and would not consume the infant fire essence in it.

Now that he was broken by Yangling Zhenren, his face was also cloudy, and the mana output in his hand had increased a lot, and the black light on the Xuanqiu Sword was sheng, and the sharp blade seemed to be an inch closer to Chaoyangling Zhenren's body.

However, Yangling Zhenren is not an idle person, how could he watch the Xuanqiu Sword pierce his body, he just added a percent of mana to completely stop the Xuanqiu Sword's movement.

Then Yangling Zhenren stretched out his right index finger and drew a few seemingly random strokes in the air, and after he finished drawing, a talisman representing the fireball technique appeared in the air, and he could draw talismans in the void, not even using rune paper and talisman pens.

As soon as this talisman came out, the Yangling real person pointed directly at Shi Yun, and the talisman drawn by a little mana instantly turned into more than a dozen huge fireballs, heading straight for Shi Yun.

The skill of drawing talismans in the void alone stunned the upper echelons of the Xuanling Sect, and if it weren't for the monks who had profound attainments in the runes, they would not be able to do this.

Dozens of fireballs were burning with raging fire, and the air was scalded by this blazing heat, and the power was not known how many times stronger than the fireballs released by Han Leng's spell.

Shi Yun didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly withdrew the Xuanqiu Sword, and then used the sword to scatter the fireballs that were rushing towards him one by one, and the air continued to hiss as flames were extinguished by water.

Because of this, there were a lot of small gaps on his Xuanqiu Sword that were melted by the flames, which was enough to show the high temperature of the fireball, and a larger part of it was because of the material of the Xuanqiu Sword, because it was just a pseudo-magic weapon, so the materials used for refining were very ordinary.

Looking at the damaged Xuanqiu Sword, Shi Yun's heart was dripping blood, after all, this was his strongest weapon, and it was really difficult for people to accept that it was damaged like this.

"Ground Spike!"

Shi Yun shouted in his mouth, and before the words fell, three or four sharp earth thorns suddenly stretched out on the ground that Yangling Zhenren was stepping on, but Yangling Zhenren's shield was too strong, and the earth thorns facing him did not come out of the ground at all, and were directly shattered by the shield.

"The dignified immortal monk also uses this kind of indiscriminate spell, which is really despicable. Yangling Zhenren said disdainfully, and then smashed the soil thorns around him one by one with his palm.

This kind of not too advanced spell is difficult to enter the eyes of Yangling Zhenren, since he entered the Dan stage, the opponents he has encountered are all high-level spells, and he has not seen the spell used for sneak attacks for a long time.

Moreover, high-level monks can crush low-level monks in all aspects, and the fight will end in an instant, often only in one or two high-level spells, if it weren't for the slow loss of Yangling Zhenren's mana and the fact that he could no longer use high-level spells, Shi Yun would have died a long time ago.

Now if Yangling Zhenren wants to kill people, he still needs to use the Stacked Cloud Bell, which can allow him to use as little mana as possible to release powerful killing moves, which is very cost-effective.

Shi Yun's face was a little unbearable, the ground spike was indeed despised by many monks, but there were many monks who used the earth spike, and there were more enemies killed with this technique, but they didn't want to admit it.

After all, every monk felt that he was a heroic and righteous person, and the use of the ground spike would damage the wind and bones, so they all agreed not to discuss the ground spike.

Yangling Zhenren didn't want to waste time here, and he could end the battle as soon as possible and rush back to Gentle Township to gallop freely, this was the happiest day he had ever lived in the hundred years of cultivating immortals.

Yangling Zhen's mouth chanted a mantra, the cloud pattern on the Stacked Cloud Bell began to light up, and the volume of the Stacked Cloud Bell also increased, when the three cloud patterns were lit up, this Stacked Cloud Clock was already as big as a Appliance Pavilion, flying in the air like a cloud covering the sky.

Han Leng, who had been hiding in the air and peeking, was also blocked by the big bell, and he couldn't see where his senior sister was for a while, and his heart suddenly became angry.

Yangling Zhenren's face became pale, and he spit out a fluttering word "fall" in his mouth, and the stacked cloud clock seemed to suddenly break the implicated line, falling from the air with a bang, and before it landed, there was a huge sense of oppression that spread to the mountain peak, and many flowers and plants were broken in an instant.

The faces of the people on the mountain changed greatly, if this bell was smashed down, I was afraid that it would directly slap people into meat pies, and many minions of Heifeng Village were also frightened and hurriedly ran down the mountain, I am afraid that they will also be implicated and turn into meat sauce.

Shi Yun's eyes were firm, and he read the sword technique in his mouth, and the Xuanqiu Sword instantly expanded, turning into a giant sword more than ten meters long and five meters long, and then he controlled the Xuanqiu Sword to fly into the air, directly withstanding the falling Stacked Cloud Bell, the two weapons collided, and the Stacked Cloud Bell made a deafening sound, resounding throughout the foggy mountains, and the frightened beasts in the mountains and the birds in the forest all poured out of their nests and fled for their lives.

Everyone on the peak of Fan Mountain was also dizzy by this sound, their limbs were sore, and many of the Black Wind Village minions who had not cultivated were even more brainstormed on the spot, bleeding from their seven orifices.

After a loud bang, there were more than 100 dead and injured people on the side of Black Wind Village, and there were no other injured people in the Xuanling Sect except for a few ears with low cultivation.

Standing outside the mountain gate, his face was unusually ugly, he had a strong qi to protect his body, and the sound did not shock him, but the subordinates around him exploded directly, and a lot of blood was splashed on his face, I really don't know who this Yangling real person is.

The Xuanqiu Sword temporarily withstood the fall of the Stacked Cloud Bell, but it couldn't last long, Shi Yun channeled all the mana into the Xuanqiu Sword, and even stimulated the little remaining infant fire essence in the Xuanqiu Sword, doubling its power.

However, the mana of the monk in the Dan period was even stronger, and he kept making the Stacked Cloud Bell fall, and small cracks soon appeared on the Xuanqiu Sword.