Yu Zecheng walked towards the other party step by step, with high morale, he wanted to fight to the death with the other party to see who could have the last laugh.

The other party's qi master, dressed in white, began to see Yu Zecheng gritting his teeth, and then saw Yu Zecheng walking step by step, his momentum was stable, as if Mount Tai was pressing the top, and his color suddenly changed.

He let out a sigh of relief, sorted out his frantic mood, forced himself into a kind of calm, prepared for a big battle, and no longer despised Yu Zecheng, saying:

"Abandon the disciple Yanhu under the Ziding Zhenren Sect of the Lower Purple Jade Gate, may I ask who Your Excellency is?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

Yu Zecheng. Are you a disciple of the Purple Jade Sect?"

Yan Hu replied:

"I couldn't break through the innate realm after cultivating for thirty years, so I was expelled from the door wall by my master, and I could only do some shady business. What is the disciple of the sect you are, and what do you want to do if you want to blend into my six factions? ”

Yu Zecheng replied:

"I am Yu Zecheng, a second-level immortal seed of the six factions. Did Shui Zhusheng invite you to kill me?"

言湖 says:

"It was the master of the Shui Shao Sect who invited us, fortunately, we found out that you are an undercover agent, you are the undercover agent of the faction who wants to break into my six factions, this place has been blocked, you and I can only live alone, let's be honest."

Don't tell me you're a loose cultivator, don't insult me, one casual cultivator can kill four immortal cultivators who are higher than him?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"I'm really a loose cultivator, and you're wrong, it's not four, it's five, you're dead, your brothers are waiting for you down there, hurry up and get on the road." ”

After Yu Zecheng finished speaking, his left eye flashed, and the Doulong Tiangang Sword appeared, with a trembling sound, and he struck a blow towards Yanhu.

The flying swords in the air instantly turned into three, and it was the sword move that scattered the leaves, and the three flying swords, one true and two false, stabbed towards Yanhu. The flying sword flew in the air, instantly rainbowing, turning into a golden-white energy sword body, like a ray of light, stabbing towards Yanhu.

Yan Hu roared, and the true yuan was released all over his body, and a huge palm was instantly formed outside the body, which was three feet in size and one foot thick, completely composed of true yuan, and he pushed it, and the palm struck towards Yu Zecheng's flying sword.

Yu Zecheng's fingers moved, and suddenly the flying sword rainbow sword light seemed to move slightly, in fact, it had already made six strikes in an instant, and these six blows were condensed in one place to detonate, this is the technique of sword explosion. Suddenly, the flying sword collided with the giant palm, and with a "boom", the giant palm was shattered, and the flying sword rushed straight down.

Yan Hu roared again, and released his air palm again, but he was blasted by the flying sword again, Yan Hu took out his palm again, and in this way, it was seven consecutive air palms, Yu Zecheng's flying sword broke through the opponent's seven palms, and the light began to dim, and he had to withdraw a step, enter the true yuan, and restore the sword, and this Yan Hu only flicked Yu Zecheng's flying sword away.

The fight was instantaneous, and since this move, Yu Zecheng was determined in his heart, Yan Hu's Qi Kung Fu was very strong, higher than his own cultivation, but the means to deal with himself were not good, his flying sword was extremely flexible, and his attack power was strong, it was difficult for him to deal with.

Although Yu Zecheng's flying sword was ejected, it was swimming back and forth on the left and right of Yanhu's body, back and forth, east and west, north and south, as flexible as a swimming fish, looking for Yanhu's weakness.

Yan Hu shook Yu Zecheng's flying sword with seven palms in a row, and his face changed immediately, such a flexible method of using the flying sword, that is, among the six factions, he is a master in the foundation building period, and there are few masters, Yu Zecheng is only sixteen years old, and he has such swordsmanship, which suddenly strengthens his belief that Yu Zecheng has no good intentions towards the six factions and is an undercover agent of other sects.

Yu Zecheng's flying sword slowly swam away, and gradually began to spin, turning faster and faster, this is the Tiangang Doulong Drill, and then stabbed towards Yanhu Lake, and the flying sword began to shake violently in the air, turning into dozens of sword shadows, this is the six-handed true monarch's trick storm storm.

Yan Hu slapped his palm again, but he couldn't resist it at all, and his palm was pierced, and the flying sword arrived in front of his eyes in an instant.

He stripped and changed his robe, took off the white clothes on his body suddenly, and wrapped himself in the flying sword. Suddenly, the white clothes changed into a huge net, enveloping all the flying swords and sword shadows in it.

This white robe is his hard-working natal magic weapon Zilifeng twisted net, which is specially designed to deal with the enemy's flying swords and magic weapons, which are usually worn on the body as magic clothes, and capture the opponent's flying swords and magic weapons at critical moments.

This set of nets has a miraculous effect, which can induce the true element of the absolute square, so that the other party cannot continue to fly the sword and magic weapon. This is Yan Hu's killing move against the enemy, and countless immortal cultivators have been captured by him with flying swords or magic weapons.

After wrapping Yu Zecheng's flying sword, Yan Hu's right hand desperately entered the true yuan, and suppressed Yu Zecheng's flying sword with all his might, and at the same time, his left hand took out a talisman in the storage bag, which was instantly activated, turning into a lightning bolt and blasting towards Yu Zecheng.

When Yu Zecheng saw him draw the talisman, he immediately rushed forward, and suddenly lightning bolted through. Yu Zecheng shouted loudly:

"Fighting dragons transform into broken for me. ”

Suddenly, the Doulong Tiangang Sword changed, and a Doulong appeared in the opponent's net, and a dragon roared and flew out in an instant. With a sound of "touch", it immediately smashed Yanhu's magic weapon Zilifeng wrenching net, and stabbed at Yanhu at the same time.

Yan Hu hurriedly dodged, and felt a chill on his head, and suddenly his head was full of black hair, and even his scalp was cut off by the flying sword, he roared a few times, his true qi was released, and he used high-grade talismans one after another, which ejected Yu Zecheng's flying sword.

This is actually a little bit of a word, if other people's flying swords and magic weapons, flying sword magic weapons controlled by Yun Sword Technique or general sword refining techniques, are trapped by his purple wind twisted net, most of them will be inductively interrupted and in a state of loss of control.

But Yu Zecheng controlled the magic weapon, which was the application method of Dutian's soul slashing and refining spirit, this small magic weapon was isolated, and it had no effect on him at all, and he was immediately used by Yu Zecheng to use a trick, shatter the magic weapon, and almost killed.

Yan Hu looked at the flying sword that was about to move on him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, although his cultivation was higher than Yu Zecheng, and his true yuan was more than Yu Zecheng, but there was no battle method, and there was no excellent flying sword magic weapon, he just couldn't defeat Yu Zecheng.

Yan Hu could only smile bitterly, it wasn't that he didn't want to use the flying sword magic weapon, or that he didn't have a flying sword magic weapon, it was because he didn't know how to. He was originally the seventh descendant of Ziding Zhenren, the master of the Jindan of the Purple Jade Gate, and he took advantage of this relationship to worship Ziding Zhenren as his teacher, and practiced for thirty years, but he was dull and clumsy, and he could never master the way of the imperial envoy of the flying sword magic weapon, and even the innate realm could not break through, no matter how many elixirs his master gave him, it was the same.

In the end, he could only give up the idea of flying sword magic weapons, and could only rely on filling the scene out of thin air, pretending to be a master of imperial qi.

This immortal cultivator fights, one relies on magic weapons, two relies on flying swords, and three relies on thunder law prohibition, and few people directly attack the enemy out of thin air. Because attacking the enemy out of thin air is the lowest means for immortal cultivators to deal with the enemy, but it is also the highest level of means. Those immortal cultivators who have achieved success, such as the Purple Qi Donglai Sect, the Purple Yang Zhengqi Sect, and the Infinite Immortal Sect, can completely move mountains and reclaim the sea, omnipotent, and powerful to the sky.

In this way, Yanhu relied on the powerful true yuan produced by the elixir given by the master, and practiced the imperial qi gong method to attack the enemy, who knew that the east was not bright, the west was bright, and his talent for imperial qi was extremely strong, and he would be able to learn it, and he belonged to the genius of refining qi.

His master has always been worried about this, thinking that he has delayed him, if Yanhu worships those sects that are famous for their imperial qi, he will definitely have a successful foundation now. Now that he has passed the best time to cultivate, and the Purple Jade Sect does not have a good Qi Immortal Technique, as long as it is so.

His master Ziding Zhenren has always felt that he is sorry for his apprentice, so he privately gave Yanhu the Ziyu Pill of the Three Treasures of Ziyu, and later the matter was revealed, and Ziyumen was not good at dealing with Ziding Zhenren, so he had to expel Yanhu out of the door, and Ziding Zhenren had no way to do this, and in the end he only gave a stunt.

Yan Hu seemed to have made up his mind, rushed to the east, knelt down and kowtowed, and then recited the Fa decision in his mouth:

"The octagonal multiplication is universalized, and the spirit is true and all things are glorious. Qi became the ninth night of the day, and the rapid hair broke through Nanchen. Leaving the fierce Tiangang fire, the golden light is colorful, respectfully ask the ancestor to give the law, and the purple qi comes to sweep away thousands of troops. ”

Suddenly, the momentum of Yan Hu's whole body changed, and this method was decisively used, only to see his true yuan grow violently, vaguely forming the true yuan outside the body, turning into a crystal purple jade shape.

He is now like a fierce beast, his momentum is endless, at this time his cultivation is immeasurable, and the true yuan has grown wildly, at least equivalent to the power of the master in the foundation building period.

Yu Zecheng, no matter how exquisite his swordsmanship is and how changeable his tactics are, everything is useless in the face of this absolute power. This is equivalent to Doctor Shi's realm coercion of Li Yebai, Yan Hu didn't make a move, Yu Zecheng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Hu stood up and faced Yu Zecheng and said:

"This is the master kicked me out of the door wall, pity me, give me the purple jade thousand military qi, I can only use it once in my life, and then the meridians are broken, and since then I have become a waste, this law is used to exert it, it is the master of the foundation building period, I am not afraid, for my dead brothers, for the safety of the six factions, I will fight with you, look at my purple jade claws. ”

The mantra roared, a layer of purple appeared on his hands, and suddenly a giant hand appeared outside his body, forming a claw shape, and grabbed towards Yu Zecheng.

This time, the grasp of the true element is not at all the form and unreality of the qi palm at the beginning, it is completely a physical giant grasp. Yu Zecheng endured the pressure of this true yuan, and the sword corresponded, and suddenly felt a huge pressure, and this purple jade claw still seemed to have infinite pressure, pressing Yu Zecheng's Doulong Tiangang Sword in the air.

Yanhu roared:

"Give me a break. ”

The giant claw grabbed it violently, pinching Yu Zecheng's flying sword into a ball, wanting to crush the flying sword in the air. But the special surname of the Doulong Tiangang Sword appeared, the heavier the pressure, the more powerful the attack, the more tenacious it was, the more unyielding, and would rather die than break.

Yan Hu shouted again, stretched out his other hand and grabbed it, and suddenly a purple jade claw flew out and grabbed Yu Zecheng, Yu Zecheng wanted to dodge and attack, but this true yuan coercion made him unable to do anything, and suddenly the giant claw grabbed Yu Zecheng instantly, and then said:

"Come over to me. ”

Suddenly, the air claw pulled Yu Zecheng over and pulled down in front of Yan Hu.

Yu Zecheng was suspended in the air by a giant claw, and Yan Hu said:

"Boy, give you one last chance to say that you are an undercover agent of that sect. ”

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"I'll give you one last chance, repent. ”

A powerful power slowly spread in Yu Zecheng's body, although this power was weaker than Yanhu's true yuan power, but it was pure and terrifying, Yu Zecheng began to fight back.

(To be continued)