As for Li Yunxiao, he had mastered the Thunder Transformation Divine Art and the Form Displacement Transposition. Even Zhang Linghua wasn't sure that he could kill him. As a result, the five powerful elders that he had brought with him flew in five different directions the moment he gave the order. After a few hand seals were formed, the space several hundred meters between the five of them was immediately sealed. No one would be able to escape, unless their strength surpassed that of the five of them combined.
"Li Yunxiao, I know that you have an extraordinary background, but the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm isn't your backyard. Today, I will show you how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Emperor Energy Dragon, go!"
"Roar!
Roar! "After Zhang Linghua's cold voice, the dragon-shaped Emperor's Might roared in the sky. It was as if Emperor Wu was angry. It rushed down, and the color of the sky changed. Many people were so scared that their legs went soft, and they ran away. However, the space here was sealed, and no matter how they ran, they could only run a little farther. They couldn't leave the battlefield.
Mo Xiaochuan finally moved, and a sharp murderous aura flickered in his eyes. Someone dared to attack his master, and in his heart, he was already sentenced to death. Moreover, this person was so insolent and rude.
"The one who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth is you, you country bumpkin!"
Mo Xiaochuan mocked him coldly. He formed a sword art with two fingers and suddenly pointed at the sky. A sword light whizzed over his arm, and it instantly rose like a rainbow. The surroundings were peaceful.
Zhang Linghua's Emperor Energy Dragon Might was defeated by the rainbow. Wherever the sword light went, it disappeared without any suspense. After the sword light broke the dragon might, it didn't lose any strength, and it flew towards Zhang Linghua's body. Although it looked gorgeous, it emitted a terrifying power that made people's hearts palpitate. If one observed carefully, they would discover that there were fine spatial cracks around the sword light, and they were devouring everything.
Mo Xiaochuan's whole body was bathed in the rainbow. He formed a sword with one finger, and he looked extremely elegant.
On the contrary, Zhang Linghua turned pale with fright. This person, who had appeared out of nowhere, was unexpectedly so powerful. The power of the sword not only cut through his Emperor Energy with an irresistible force, but it also seemed like it could take his life. He was shocked, and he quickly formed a sword with two fingers. He imitated his opponent's Sword Energy and flew down.
At this moment, his heart was already indescribably shocked. The only one who could contend with him was definitely a powerhouse like Emperor Wu. On the other hand, he had just advanced to Emperor Wu, and had never fought with other Emperor Wu, so he didn't know how strong he was. Suddenly, he became nervous.
BOOM!
Finger sword against finger sword, the two forces collided and directly shot out in the air. It was like a huge epiphyllum that appeared for a short time, beautiful but short. Moreover, it was filled with terror, scaring everyone to the point where they stood, not daring to move rashly in case they were caught in the crossfire.
Zhang Linghua's heart trembled. He could faintly sense that his opponent's strength was above his own. In a moment of desperation, he hurriedly drew out the treasured sword that he had been cultivating in his mind. He raised the sword and slashed it down. He shouted angrily, "First style of Heaven Slashing, the sword leaves no trace!"
Under the infusion of Emperor Wu's power, the power of the Eighth Tier Profound Armament was brought into full play.
It wasn't that the Bei Dou Sect didn't have any ninth-tier profound artifacts. It was just that they were limited by Zhang Linghua's past strength and were simply unable to refine them. When he forced himself to use it, it was not as useful as his original Eighth Tier Profound Weapon.
This sword seemed to contain all of his power, and the entire sky and earth changed color.
Ji Lin's face also became frightened. Although he hoped that the two sides would clash, he didn't want to be the fish in the moat. However, it was obviously too late. The sword's power covered a radius of several miles, and the space was sealed. No one could escape.
It was unknown whether Zhang Linghua's sword was intentional or not, but it actually had the faint sign of killing everyone.
"Hmph, a rookie who just entered Emperor Wu, you are still too young!"
Mo Xiaochuan's face revealed a mocking expression. His right hand gently brushed in front of him, and a Tai Chi diagram suddenly formed. The Yin and Yang fishes swam happily within it. He pointed with a finger, and a sword light immediately appeared. It condensed at his fingertip and pierced towards Zhang Linghua's shocking sword energy.
"The Red Dust Gazes Reflect the Bright Moon!"
The sword radiance didn't look as powerful as Zhang Linghua's shocking sword attack, but it directly split the opponent's sword power apart and fiercely collided with the sword radiance. A huge rumbling sound rang out, and the whole world turned pale.
The space that had been sealed by the five elders was instantly shattered. The five of them paled in fright as they did their best to block the residual force of the sword Qi. However, they were still knocked back several thousand meters. All of them coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, becoming heavily injured.
The five of them turned pale with fright. They instantly flew from afar and gathered behind Zhang Linghua. They looked at Mo Xiaochuan, who had a calm face, in shock.
Zhang Linghua's face was obviously not as comfortable as Mo Xiaochuan's. Instead, it was livid like water. His right hand that was holding the sword trembled slightly, and the sword's light disappeared.
Zhang Linghua's hand that was holding the sword trembled slightly. Although he tried his best to control it, it could not escape the five elders' eyes. Their hearts were in turmoil, and their faces became serious.
The two of them made two moves in total, and then they stopped attacking. The entire space became strangely quiet.
"Hmph!"
Mo Xiaochuan was the first to break the silence and mocked, "You just stepped into Emperor Wu, and you think you're invincible? There are so many country bumpkins like you on this continent. If you want to be a king or an emperor, then scram back to your Big Dipper Sect. In front of Young Master Yun, you don't have the qualifications to be arrogant, understand? "
Zhang Linghua's expression was as unsightly as it could be. No one could see through the sword duel just now, but he knew very well that he was no match for the person in front of him.
Mo Xiaochuan's mocking words caused everyone to feel a chill in their hearts. They seemed to have guessed the difference in strength between the two.
As expected, Zhang Linghua withdrew his arrogant aura and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? What relationship do you have with Li Yunxiao? "
Mo Xiaochuan said, "Who I am has nothing to do with you. As for what you want to say to Young Master Yun, then get down here and say it face to face. Otherwise, scram. Everyone is not used to raising their necks to look at you like this. "
The expressions of the Bei Dou Sect disciples who had come with them changed drastically. However, they could vaguely guess the strength of this person. Even the sect leader became amiable. They all thought that it was over for them. This time, they would most likely lose all their face.
Everyone was also shocked. They didn't know where this mysterious person came from, and he was also extremely powerful. To be able to contend against Zhang Linghua, he had to at least be an existence of Emperor Wu.
Only Ji Lin's heart was blooming with joy. She couldn't wait for Mo Xiaochuan to flip out and kill Zhang Linghua with a single palm strike. Then, the situation of the entire South Flame City would change drastically.
Zhang Linghua saw that Mo Xiaochuan was extremely respectful to Li Yunxiao, and he was even more shocked. He was even more certain that Li Yunxiao was a disciple of some great power. Thinking of this, he couldn't be arrogant anymore. He brought everyone down from the sky.
Zhang Linghua looked at Li Yunxiao and said with a complicated expression, "Young Master Yun, the Thunderization Divine Art is the ultimate technique of the Bei Dou Sect. I hope that Young Master Yun can return it." He suddenly realized that all his plans and calculations were useless. Instead, he was begging Li Yunxiao.
Everyone fainted. The high and mighty image of Emperor Wu was immediately toppled. The situation was stronger than the person. Even Emperor Wu had no choice but to admit defeat.
Now, not only did the Thunder Transformation Divine Skill become a demand for a price, even the death of Elder Feng and the treasure were not mentioned at all.
"Oh? So the Thunder Transformation Divine Art is so important. What price does Sect Master Zhang plan to pay to get it back? "
Li Yunxiao immediately became spirited after hearing the price and revealed a smiling face.
Zhang Linghua said: "Ten billion primeval stones." He said unhurriedly. Since the other party was willing to name a price, then it was easy to deal with. How many primeval stones was just a matter of numbers, but he couldn't give too much. First, it would be a loss, and second, it would be a loss of face.
Li Yunxiao shook his head and said, "Sect Master Zhang is too insincere. Since it is the sect's ultimate art, how can it only be worth ten billion? President Ji, how about I sell the Thunder Transformation Divine Art to you for twenty billion primeval stones? "
"Yes, yes!"
Ji Lin hurriedly laughed and said, "Let alone twenty billion, even two hundred billion would be worth it!" Of course, he knew what Li Yunxiao was trying to do. He just wanted to extort more money. This was something he was happy to see, so he hurriedly helped.
"Ji Lin, you idiot! Very good!"
Zhang Linghua's eyes revealed an ominous glint as he stared at Ji Lin threateningly.
Ji Lin snorted. Although he didn't want to offend Zhang Linghua, considering the two sides, he had to stand on Li Yunxiao's side. With his status as the president of the Thunder Wind Merchant Association, Zhang Linghua definitely wouldn't dare to take his life. However, it was different on Li Yunxiao's side. If it wasn't for Li Yunxiao's promise, he would have been killed by Mo Xiaochuan already.
"Sect Master Zhang, you can't be too black-hearted. I can understand that you want to buy back the Thunder Transformation Divine Art at a low price, but don't try to buy seafood with your money. Doing business requires both parties to be willing, and the price should be fair. Your insincere offer is something that even a merchant like me can't stand. "
Ji Lin said unhurriedly, his heart aching.
"Enough!"
Zhang Linghua angrily shouted and didn't know where to vent his anger. He stared at Li Yunxiao and said, "I will use something to exchange for the Thunder Transformation Divine Art. If Young Master Yun thinks it's worth it, then let's exchange. If not, then forget it."
He took out a palm-sized square box and looked at it for a long time. His eyes were filled with heartache. In the end, he clenched his teeth and threw it away.
Li Yunxiao was very curious about what it was that could make Zhang Linghua feel such heartache.
Mo Xiaochuan was deeply afraid that Zhang Linghua would play tricks, so he grabbed it first. Right now, Li Yunxiao's safety was his top priority. He definitely couldn't let his master suffer any harm.
Mo Xiaochuan took it and opened it. After taking a look, he handed it over to Li Yunxiao.
This action was seen by everyone, and they were all shocked. The existence of such a powerful Emperor Wu was like a bodyguard for that youth. If it was Grandmaster Mo Huayuan's bodyguard, everyone could understand. After all, many experts of Emperor Wu were willing to work for a rank eight alchemist. However, as for Li Yunxiao … other than his background being too powerful, they couldn't think of a second reason.
Zhang Linghua's face was as gloomy as water. Mo Xiaochuan taking this item was undoubtedly a kind of contempt towards him. He clenched his fists in anger, cracking his knuckles. However, the situation was stronger than him, so he had no choice but to lower his head.
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