Fang Shin An had long regarded the bird as his own. He was about to catch up to it but it was killed by someone else. He couldn't help but feel heartache and pity. Now that he was stabbed by Yuan JIngqing's words, he was even more furious.
However, the other party's cultivation level was similar to his, but the sparrowhawk wasn't by his side. He knew this wasn't the time to flare up, so he snorted and held it in.
Yuan JIngqing didn't care about him at all. He flicked a pill to the side of the one-armed villager and said, "Consume it and it will save your life."
The villager's family hurriedly helped him consume it. Indeed, not long after, the blood loss stopped and he could stand steadily. The whole family was moved to tears and knelt down to thank him.
Fang Shin An scoffed, "Ants, if they die then they die, do they deserve to be so important to you?"
Yuan JIngqing said indifferently, "Born as a human, you should be the master of heaven and earth, the leader of all living beings. You regard demons as precious and humans as lowly, you're obviously a beast."
"You!"
Ever since Fang Shin An entered Dao, his fellow disciples in the sect all praised him, and his masters praised him. No one dared to talk to him like this, so he couldn't help but feel angry.
At this moment, there was a sudden cry. It turned out that the sparrowhawk in front of him had turned back. His spirit was instantly lifted and he felt that he had more confidence. He shouted, "Wait, you killed my spiritual bird, I can't just let it go."
Yuan JIngqing was about to leave but when he heard this, he stood still and said, "What do you want?"
Fang Shin An said, "You're also a cultivator, so let's have a match. If you lose, you'll have to return my spiritual bird, if you can't, then you'll have to use your life. If I lose, what do I need? You name it, do you dare or not? "
Yuan JIngqing grew up and was influenced by fighting and killing, so he didn't fear fighting with others. He glanced at the sparrowhawk. With this spiritual bird as a mount, it would be easy for it to catch up to him. If he didn't settle this matter here, it would be troublesome. He said, "This isn't the place to fight, let's change places."
Fang Shin An waved his hand and pretended to be generous. "As you wish."
In fact, this place was densely forested, making it difficult for sparrowhawks to fly around. Thus, he was more than happy to find another place to fight.
Yuan JIngqing stepped on the mystic light. A streak of light shot into the sky.
Fang Shin An also patted his sparrowhawk and chased after them.
The two of them crossed several mountains and quickly traveled more than a hundred miles. Yuan Jingqing looked down. There was a cliff along the river, and the river flowed past it. But because the current was rapid, there was no trace of people, only apes and monkeys were climbing and jumping on the cliff wall. It was a deserted place.
Thinking that fighting here wouldn't affect the innocent, he steadied his flying light and turned around to cup his hands, saying, "Thank you for your guidance."
He had been in the Dao for more than forty years and had experienced hundreds of battles. He had killed tens of thousands of demons with his own hands. Once he picked up his sword, he would disregard life and death. Now that he was about to fight, his eyes were filled with coldness and indifference.
However, when this calmness entered Fang Shin An's eyes, his heart shuddered. He knew that the person in front of him wouldn't be easy to deal with. His expression became more solemn and he also cupped his hands. Then, he rode his spirit bird and retreated. He flew up and circled around Yuan JIngqing. He seemed to be trying to gain the upper hand.
Yuan JIngqing naturally wouldn't let him gain the upper hand. He stepped forward and moved sideways.
The two of them flew around for a while before clashing with their mystic light, causing numerous flying stars to appear. After a few dozen breaths, they had already traveled more than ten miles.
Yuan JIngqing knew that his opponent had a flying beast to use as a means of transportation. Not only would he be able to save some mana, but he also wouldn't be able to fight with him. He could only find his opponent's weak points to win. Thus, he acted calmly and countered his opponent's moves. He was very careful when he attacked, looking like he didn't want to win but rather to not make any mistakes. Secretly, he was calmly observing his opponent.
After fighting for half a minute, Fang Shin An seemed to be getting impatient. He spread out his mystic light and swept downwards.
Yuan JIngqing could tell that this was a concentrated attack from his opponent. If he were to dodge, not only would he lose his momentum, he would definitely be in a passive position. He also wanted to test the mana of a cultivator of the same generation in Dong Hua. Thus, he didn't show any weakness. He activated his mystic light and went forward.
Boom!
Both of them trembled. The hawk that Fang Shin An was riding on let out a long cry and retreated a few feet before stabilizing itself.
On the other hand, Yuan Jingqing only leaned back a little before standing up straight.
With this attack, the difference in mana was clear.
Since the beginning of Yuan JIngqing's cultivation, he had been cultivating in the Donglai Continent, a place that lacked spiritual vigor. He didn't even consume many pills. It could be said that his mana was polished bit by bit in these tens of years of cultivation. There was no shortcut at all.
However, Fang Shin An was different. Although he had good potential, he had consumed many elixirs that could aid his cultivation. This was not a big deal. In the path of cultivation, one would usually be one step ahead of the other and gain the upper hand. Just like his peers, he was left far behind. However, when he encountered an opponent like Yuan JIngqing who had similar cultivation and had cultivated for a long time, he was slightly inferior.
Seeing that his mana was at a disadvantage, Fang Shin An was unwilling to admit defeat. However, he knew that fighting head-on was a bad idea. He could only see whose technique was more powerful.
His body swayed slightly and the mysterious light behind him split into more than 20 rays. They were like feathers, heavy or light, fast or swift. They attacked forward. This time, he wanted to win with the path of transformation.
Yuan JIngqing flicked his sleeves and six spiritual shuttles flew out. They were placed in all four directions. No matter which direction the mysterious light came from, the spiritual shuttles would tremble. They would immediately know what was going on. Hence, they would use the mysterious light to block the attack. The spots where they landed were all just right. In just a moment, the light was dispersed one by one.
From the beginning to the end, Fang Shin An did not ask about Yuan JIngqing's identity. It was not that he was careless, but he was afraid that if he knew Yuan JIngqing's background, he would not be able to vent his anger because of the friendship between the two families. However, this did not stop him from guessing the other party's origin through the instrument that he used.
There were many cultivators in the world who used the spiritual shuttles to fight. The most famous one was naturally the upper part of the sensory nerve in Qincang school. However, ordinary disciples only learned the shuttling technique and did not know the lower part of the technique.
Yuan JIngqing was born to be outstanding in the path of spiritual vigor sensing. Coincidentally, it was compatible with his cultivation method and temperament. To him, it was not too difficult to enter this path. Hence, the way he used it was different from others. Hence, when Fang Shin An saw this, he felt that this was not the method of the disciples of the sixteen sects. He thought that this person was from some rogue cultivator. Perhaps he was someone who had cultivated for hundreds of years but was still stuck in this state. It was not surprising that such a person's mana was higher. Hence, he became much more courageous and continued to split the mysterious light to attack.
However, no matter how he used the method of changing between real and fake, the other party always knew in advance. He looked at the moves that had always been successful against his own sect members. However, it did not have any effect at all. This really made him depressed. Even the confidence that he had accumulated for a long time was shaken. He was surprised, "How can there be such a person among the same generation? Why haven't I heard of him before? "
Previously, he was just venting his anger. At this moment, however, his killing intent was aroused. He knew that he couldn't deal with his opponent using normal methods, so he flicked his hand and threw out two talismans. The fire cranes on the talismans immediately appeared, each with a ball of fire, and came from the left and right.
These two Fire Crane Soul Essences. Their battle-power wasn't any weaker than a cultivator at the 1st rank of the Mystic Light Realm. Although they disappeared after being used once, his master was the True Master of the Heaven's Grotto-Heaven, so he didn't care.
Yuan JIngqing judged in an instant. Trapped in a three-pronged attack, even if he could identify every change in the Spiritual Vigor, he would definitely lose. It was obvious that the opponent was trying to oppress him.
At this moment, he became even calmer. He first took out the pearl given to him by Dan Huijing and transformed it into a ball of spiritual light to cover himself. Then, he shook his sleeve. He took out two spears.
He then pointed with his other hand, and three more spiritual shuttles flew out, heading straight for Fang Shin An. At the same time, the six spiritual shuttles beside him pointed and seemed like they were going to fly over at the same time.
Fang Shin An's eyelids twitched. He thought that his opponent was desperate, so he hurriedly dodged. He rarely fought in a battle, so he didn't have a decisive heart. If it was another experienced cultivator here, this was a rare opportunity. Even if he was injured, he would go up and attack. He would kill his opponent on the spot.
His dodging immediately gave Yuan JIngqing an opportunity. He held the spear and aimed it at a fire crane that was charging at him. When it was very close, he threw it!
Because he often went to battle to kill demons, he especially liked to use spears. Thus, when he returned to the East Flower Continent, he brought more than a hundred spears with him. He had refined them in Pengyuan Sect, so they weren't real artifacts. However, under the control of his Dharmic powers, cultivators of the same generation would be injured if they weren't on guard.
This spear was fast and ruthless. The fire crane didn't have time to dodge, and its body was instantly penetrated. It immediately exploded and turned into a ball of raging flames.
At the same time, another fire crane crashed into the protective spiritual light. The light suddenly dimmed as if it was about to crack.
At this moment, the mysterious light under Yuan JIngqing's feet extended and wrapped around the fire crane. Then, he made a hand seal, and with a clang, the sword at his waist flew out. A sword ray swept across and cut off the crane's head. At the same time, his Dharmic powers circulated, and he stepped on the mysterious light. He pulled himself up and rushed out of the explosion.
After avoiding the threat of the spiritual shuttles, Fang Shin An saw that they didn't chase after him. He was also a quick-witted person, so he immediately understood that the opponent was just bluffing. However, he missed the opportunity, and it was too late for regrets. In annoyance, he also summoned a jade ruyi in the air, and a ray of light hung down to protect his body. He was about to come back and attack, but in just a moment, the two fire cranes were destroyed one after another.
Before he could do anything, he saw that the nine flying shuttles were no longer in the same place. Instead, they shot towards him from different directions. He hurriedly rode his sparrowhawk to dodge, but he only managed to dodge three or four of them. The remaining ones couldn't be avoided, and he was stabbed one after another. Fortunately, he had the protective spiritual light, so he wasn't injured.
However, being suppressed made him very angry. He reached into his sleeve and wanted to take out another spiritual treasure to fight the enemy. Suddenly, the sky above him darkened. He looked up and saw that Yuan JIngqing had arrived above him, holding a short spear. He suddenly shouted, "Kill!"
This shout was filled with murderous intent, like thunder in the clear sky!
Fang Shin An was intimidated by his aura, and he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. Then, he saw the long spear fall like lightning. With a boom, the jade ruyi and the short spear exploded, and the spiritual light on his body also dissipated.
Yuan JIngqing saw an opening, and with the guidance of his divine will, the spiritual shuttles that were originally surrounding him charged forward.
Faced with this scene, Fang Shin An was so shocked that his face turned pale. His mind was blank, and he didn't know what to do.
Just as his life was about to be taken, a white feather suddenly flew out from his chest, and instantly grew to ten feet long. It wrapped around his body and the sparrowhawk, turned into a ray of light, and brought him to the top of the clouds. With another flash, he had already disappeared into the blue sky.
Yuan JIngqing looked, and after confirming that the opponent had escaped, he thought to himself, 'This person controls a flying beast. Even if he isn't a disciple of the South Flower Sect, he's still related to this sect. Since I can't kill him, I have to guard against him coming after me for revenge. I can't stay here for long.'
He thought for a moment, then turned into a ray of light and fled into the depths of the forest.
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… … (To be continued)
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