Chapter 202: Fighting against the Sun
This statement came out.

The expressions of the Nascent Soul cultivators from the six sects changed drastically, and they felt uneasy, fearing that they would anger Master Zhiyang.

Revenge on the State of Yue in the future.

Qi Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He stared calmly at Master Zhiyang and ignored Hong Zhenzi who was standing beside him.

Hearing this,

Master Zhiyang's smile disappeared instantly, and he said calmly, "Daoyou, please take back what you just said. I can still pretend that I didn't hear it. If Yue Kingdom has any trouble in the future, Taizhen Sect can help you."

The mountain wind howled and gradually became faster.

"What if I don't?"

Qi Yuan poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and spoke slowly.

The fine raindrops instantly fell into drops as big as soybeans.

Such a tense atmosphere.

Patriarch Linghu clenched his fists tightly, his palms were full of sweat.

Master Zhiyang smiled dumbly and said, "That depends on your ability, just like this cup of cloud mud tea, the difference between your strength and mine is like cloud mud..."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of spiritual tea and tapped the cup lightly with his fingers.

"It just so happens that I also want to test Fellow Daoist Zhiyang's strength."

Qi Yuan said with a restrained smile.

Hong Zhenzi immediately cupped his hands and said, "Master, I am willing to do it for you."

He just let the ruler of Yue State know what heaven is and what earth is.

Master Zhiyang raised his hand to stop him and said, "I'm afraid your strength is not as good as Fellow Daoist Qi's."

His fingers moved slightly, and suddenly sword light flashed between heaven and earth, and a clear sound continued.

"This is Master Zhiyang's life-saving magic weapon, the Shaoyang Sword. He once slashed through all the demons in the Three Demon Caves with one sword, and became famous throughout the world."

Tian Wuzi of Qingxu Sect, who was stroking his beard, stopped his hand instantly and blurted out.

At that time, Master Zhiyang had just entered the Nascent Soul stage. During his travels, he strayed into the demonic territory of the Tianluo Kingdom, lost his way for a while, and mistakenly entered the Three Demon Caves.

Moreover, there are three Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators and a group of Jindan foundation building demon cultivators lurking in the Three Demon Caves.

The leader of them, the Sun Demon, has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

With the strength of the Three Demon Cave and Master Yang's cultivation level, it is a blessing for him to escape.

But what is unexpected is that the casting materials of Shaoyang Sword are all extremely yang and hard things, combined with Taoist magical powers.

Master Zhiyang walked as if it were flat ground. He just held the Shaoyang Sword in his hand and wiped out the demons alone, and finally left safely.

At the edge of the sky, a three-foot-long sword was breaking through the air.

The hilt is black, and there is a yin-yang fish pattern where it meets the blade.

In the middle of the cold sword, a thin red line spread from beginning to end.

Qi Yuan's eyes moved, and the Five Elements Futian Tower flew out of his body by itself. It was surrounded by sparkling light and a vague spiritual charm. After circling once, it flew straight into the sky.

In terms of cultivation, I admit that I cannot compare to Master Zhiyang.

As for the nurturing time of the natal magic weapon, it is even longer than flattery.

However, when it comes to competing in refining materials, Qi Yuan believes that his Five Elements Futian Tower is better than the Shaoyang Sword.

With Yin Yue acting as the spirit of the weapon, the power of the Five Elements Futian Tower has increased significantly.

The above two are enough to make up for the shortcomings and can face the Shaoyang Sword head-on.

Master Zhiyang's sharp eyes swept over and roughly understood the power of the Five Elements Futian Tower. While he was surprised, he did not forget to say:

"What a magical weapon! I didn't expect that your magical weapon has given birth to a spirit. No wonder you have the confidence to come to my Taizhen Sect. But this alone is probably not enough..."

"How can you know if you don't try?"

Qi Yuan looked calm and composed.

over nine days.

The Shaoyang Sword, with its sword energy like a rainbow and fierce like a flame, was completely wrapped in a ball of blazing light. When the two collided, there was a roar of thunder in an instant, the sword energy was rampant, and the colorful light infected the sky above the entire Taizhen Gate.

This caused all the disciples of Taizhen Sect to concentrate on the battle of magic weapons in the sky, and they couldn't help but ask the people around them what was happening.

The battle between the innate magic weapons is essentially a contest between the owners of the magic weapons.

As long as you can disrupt people's minds, you will naturally achieve victory.

Master Zhiyang formed a seal with one hand, and purple lightning flashed faintly on his palm. He pushed Qi Yuan with one palm...

For a moment, a depressing atmosphere filled the entire pavilion.

"Not good, it's the mysterious purple thunder magic, which is the highest magic of Taizhen Sect."

Tian Wuzi's eyelids twitched, he recognized it instantly, and flew out immediately.

Qi Yuan flicked his sleeves and sent Ruyin to a safe place. He stretched out one hand, and five-colored magic power gathered together, with a very faint icy flame attached.

Boom boom boom!
In an instant, a deafening thunder erupted in the pavilion, with colorful light on one side and purple light on the other.

Circles of spiritual energy swung out, cutting off countless bamboos and severing countless cliffs.

"Your mana is really strong, and it is mixed with a trace of ice flame. However, the flame is too small to have much effect."

Master Zhiyang looked at the frost on his palm, shook it off in an instant, and spoke slowly.

This boy really has some skills. No wonder he could fight with the old demon Hehuan for a long time without losing the upper hand.

"Then try this..."

As Qi Yuan finished his words, a pale golden arc of lightning burst out from his palm, entwining with the purple lightning, going back and forth.

The next moment, the pavilion exploded into pieces and turned into powder.

At the same time, the magic weapons in the sky were also fighting fiercely, causing the wind and clouds to change suddenly. The clouds gathered and dispersed, heavy rain poured down, and the void shook slightly.

That is the perfect way to restrain the pale golden lightning arc of the old demon Hehuan?
Master Zhiyang took a deep look and found that it was true. The thunder condensed by the Dongxuan Purple Thunder Divine Ability could not perfectly restrain the cultivators of the same level.

Is there such a divine thunder in the world?

It's a pity that he can't possess it, otherwise the chance of killing the old demon Hehuan with this item would be several percent higher.

Lin Weixue stared at the center of the battle with her beautiful eyes, and said faintly: "Fellow Daoist Qi's magic power can compete with Master Zhiyang. I don't know how he cultivated it. It's really eye-opening."

“No matter how powerful your magic power is, the gap in realm is difficult to make up. When your Dantian is empty, you will be defeated.”

Hong Zhenzi said unconvincedly.

After all, seeing that Qi Yuan could fight with his master without changing his expression at all, he felt quite resistant in his heart.

Time passes slowly.

Whether it is the battle in the sky or on the ground, the outcome is still difficult to determine.

Master Zhiyang's mind was shaken a little, and his other hand suddenly formed a seal. The Taoist rhyme was natural and its power was even greater than the mysterious purple thunder magic.

The magical power of the righteous spiritual seal.

The light condensed into a mysterious character and suddenly blasted towards Qi Yuan.

The naturalness of that method surprisingly suppressed the five elements.

Qi Yuan's expression flashed with anxiety, and he instantly gave up the idea of ​​using the God-Burning Green Fire and responded hastily.

Once the God-Burning Green Fire is activated, the soul will inevitably be harmed, and the fight will then directly escalate into a life-and-death battle.

However, Master Zhiyang's magical powers should never be underestimated, and the suppressive power of the evil-repelling divine thunder has little effect on him.

Magic power cannot prevail.

The ice glass flame is a piece of cake and is not worthy of being presented on the table.

The result is obvious.

A trace of blood instantly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Fellow Daoist, are you still not admitting defeat?"

Master Zhiyang said in a profound tone.

(End of this chapter)