This middle-aged cultivator had a long sword at his waist. The sword tassel was extremely long, and it even reached his feet. He wore an embroidered robe with a python belt, and he looked like a noble of the mortal world. He stood on the flying carriage and looked down from above. His entire body emitted a bone-piercing killing intent.
This person was called Chen Chizhong, and he was Chen Tong's uncle. He had once entered the Yuan Yang Sect, one of the ten great profound sects, to cultivate. Because his actions were too unscrupulous, he was thought to be impure, and so he was expelled from the sect. His master, who had taught him, had a high status in the sect, and he did his best to protect him, so his cultivation was not taken away.
This time, he had returned to the clan in search of an opportunity to condense his core, and it just so happened that Chen Tong was about to come to the Three Pools to wait for the fish eggs. Because this nephew of his was only at the Clear Qi level, and because the two sects were at war, the elders of the clan specially ordered him to escort Chen Tong.
However, when Chen Tong came out of the small pavilion, he had a resentful expression, so he asked about it. After asking, he found out that not only did Chen Tong not get the person from the Heaven Mending House to help him decipher the scroll, the opportunity was taken by someone else, and two-thirds of the scroll was seen. No wonder he was unhappy.
At that time, Chen Chizhong said coldly, "Then kill this person."
The people of the Yuan Yang Sword Sect had always pursued the path of killing, and they used killing as a method to resolve all disputes in the world. However, they would not easily use their swords against those of the profound sects, but in Chen Chizhong's heart, this was the most normal way of thinking. Everything else was not worth thinking about, and there was no need to think about it.
At this moment, when Zhang Yan saw him and felt the killing intent in his eyes, he knew that this battle was unavoidable. He immediately waved his hand, and a Talisman appeared in Luo Zhenzhen's hand. He said, "Dao Friend Luo, leave first. With this item on you, I will be able to find your whereabouts. Once I finish this matter, I will come find you."
Luo Zhenzhen shook her head, but she was not willing to leave. Just as she was about to speak, a large hand formed by clouds came down from the sky and grabbed her away. A voice came from afar. "You fight, it has nothing to do with me, Daoren. This little girl has some relationship with Daoren's sect, so I cannot let you kill her."
When Zhang Yan heard this, he knew it was Pu Yuzi's voice. He thought, "Fine, after Luo Zhenzhen leaves, I can do whatever I want. So what if he is a disciple of Chen? If he dares to provoke me, I will kill him as well. "
Chen Tong was a little nervous when he heard this voice. He said, "This is Senior Yu Zi — — ….
There was no fear on Chen Chizhong's face as he sneered, "Don't worry about it. If I, Chen Chizhong, want to kill someone, I will kill him. He might be able to protect me for a while, but how can he protect me forever?"
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Zhang Yan waved his hand. Dozens of Talisman flew out and collided with the Sword Qi. After the Sword Qi cut through dozens of Talisman, it finally dissipated in the air.
With a shake of his shoulder, a white sword light cleaved down. This sword light was completely different from the one before. Although the previous sword light was swift and fierce, it was merely a casually formed Golden Hepta Qi. There was no change nor was there any divine intent behind it. At best, it was equivalent to an attack from an ordinary magic tool.
Chen Tong shook his shoulder, and a white Sword Qi slashed down. This Sword Qi was different from the one before. Although the Sword Qi from before was sharp, it was only a casual attack. It was a casually gathered Golden Geng Qi. There were no changes, nor were there any instructions. At best, it was equivalent to an attack from an ordinary magic tool.
But, not only was this Sword Qi condensed, it was also a combination of Essence Qi and Divine Intent. Although it was just a Sword Qi, one could feel the monstrous killing intent within it.
The disciples of this sect had a cultivation technique that specifically relied on seizing the Metal Qi in the world to cultivate. The path they took was extremely firm and ferocious, and it required them to have a clear mind and cut through everything. Thus, the disciples of this sect were the most rebellious and unyielding, and they would rather break than bend.
Seeing this, Zhang Yan understood that the Talisman alone would not be able to resist it.
After all, he had yet to break the profound realm of the Talisman. He had used more than 20 of them to dissolve the Sword Qi, but this time, even a hundred of them might not be enough to block it. Not to mention that he did not have enough time to use so many of them at once, even if he could, as long as his opponent controlled the sword light to slash again, how many Talisman could he block it?
He gave a low shout, and a sword pellet floated above his head. With a thought, a blue light slashed toward the sword pellet.
With a "dang" sound, a huge sound of metal colliding resounded in the air and spread in all directions. After the two collided, the Stars Sword Orb only shook slightly, but the White Tiger Sword Qi was shaken off course.
When Chen Chizhong saw that not only was Zhang Yan's sword pellet unharmed, but his Sword Qi seemed to be at a disadvantage, he was startled at first, then a look of surprise appeared on his face. He thought to himself, "My Sword Qi is refined from the Five Qi Golden Sand, it's not something an ordinary sword pellet can block. Could this sword pellet be refined from the Stars Essence Sand? Good! I originally wanted to condense my Golden Core, but I lack the Qi of the five metals. If I can refine this sword pellet, it's no less than refining a divine weapon. In the future, the grade of the Golden Core will definitely be a step higher. No matter where this person comes from, even if he is a true disciple of the Shaoqing Sect, I will still take his life today! "
He shouted, "You can block a blow from my White Tiger Sword, you're pretty good. Let's see how many of my swords you can block!"
He shook his back and released his Profound Light. However, it was not the cloud-shaped Profound Light of ordinary cultivators. Instead, it was a total of seven sword-shaped Sword Qis. At this moment, it was like a peacock spreading its tail.
Among the ten great sects of the Xuanmen, the Yuan Yang Sect and the Shaoqing Sect were famous for their sword cultivation, but the Shaoqing Sect focused on the Sword Dao. Other than the sword, there was nothing else, but the Yuan Yang Sect was different. This sect cultivated Qi into the sword, and the Qi was the sword.
Just like this Chen Chizhong, he cultivated the White Tiger Pure Fiend Mysterious Light, which was secretly passed down in the sect. He could condense his Mysterious Light into sharp flying swords, and when he started practicing, he would have a thousand swords. However, as his realm increased, the number of swords would decrease. Then, with every less Sword Qi, the power would increase a little. When there was only one sword, he could cut through the whims, and the Sword Qi would form the Golden Core.
Now, Chen Chizhong only had seven Sword Qi left, and was not far from forming the Golden Core. That strange tone was so arrogant.
Zhang Yan didn't care how he was showing off. He sneered, and with a thought, the sword pill slashed towards Chen Chizhong's face like a meteor.
Chen Chizhong laughed, and a sword light went up to meet the sword pill. With a "dang", he realized that the sword pill leaped up, and a sword light split off to continue flying up. Below it, there were two sword pills that were firmly suppressing the White Tiger Flying Sword, and it couldn't get away.
"Separation and Reunion Light?" Chen Chizhong was shocked at first, and then he smiled disdainfully. With a shake of his shoulder, another White Tiger Sword Qi slashed down, blocking the sword pill that was flying over. Who knew that the sword pill shook, and actually split off another sword light to slash upwards.
This time, Chen Chizhong couldn't help but frown slightly. With a low shout, he split off another White Tiger Sword Qi to block it.
Who knew that after it clashed with the sword pill, the sword pill actually split again!
This sword pill split seven times in a row, and each time it changed, it was closer by a bit. Chen Chizhong had used up seven White Tiger Sword Qi, but there were still two sword pills flying towards him.
His face finally changed. With a "clang", he pulled out his sword from the scabbard, and swung it to the left and right. Only then did he manage to split the two sword pills, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
After all, Zhang Yan had just learned the Separation of Sword Light Technique, and he hadn't learned the matching sword move, so his opponent was able to block it. Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel pity, "It's a pity that I needed the power of two Separation Light Sword Pills to suppress one of his Mystic Light Flying Swords. Although I have two more swords than him, he still has a magic sword in his hand, so I can't do anything to him."
"Separation of sixteen swords?"
Chen Chizhong was also shocked and angry at the same time. As the successor of the Yuan Yang Sword Sect, Zhang Yan had actually forced him to draw his sword to meet the enemy with just a sword pellet. Even though he did not know Zhang Yan's background and was careless for a moment, it was still an extremely embarrassing thing to do.
But he immediately realized that although Zhang Yan's sword was powerful, it was only a surprise attack. The sword move he used did not match the Separation of Light Sword Light Technique, and the movement was also a lot jerky. Obviously, he was not proficient in using it. If they were to compete in exquisite sword moves, it was obvious that he had a better chance of winning.
The Zhengyuan Sword Scripture could only be regarded as the entry-level sword technique of the Qincang School. Although it mentioned the Separation of Light Sword Light Technique, it only involved the method and didn't have specific sword moves. Moreover, Zhang Yan had separated sixteen swords, so there was no ready-made sword move for Zhang Yan. For a period of time, he could only rely on himself.
Zhang Yan pondered and said, "This person's sword technique is not bad, he is a rare opponent. I can use this person to train my sword technique. With the Mellow Shield of Containing Harmony in hand, I am already in an invincible position."
Thinking of this, he became spirited and didn't think about anything else. He only used the sword pills to fight with Chen Chizhong.
The two exchanged blows and in a flash, they had exchanged more than a hundred moves. Zhang Yan's sixteen sword pills circled around and danced up and down, clashing with the seven White Tiger Mystic Light Flying Swords. Even though his sword technique was not as good as his opponent and he was at a disadvantage for a moment, he couldn't take him down in a short period of time.
Moreover, as the two of them fought longer and longer, he became more and more proficient in the use of sword moves.
Chen Tong watched from the flying carriage for a long time. Although Zhang Yan was being "suppressed", he seemed to be very tenacious. Chen Tong couldn't help but feel slightly anxious. A beautiful maid behind him said, "Langjun, can Seventh Master take down this person?"
Chen Tong snorted and pointed below. "Did you not see that this kid is being suppressed by Seventh Uncle's sword light to the point of being utterly defeated? He is already on the verge of death."
He was only saying this to boost his family's morale, so he said it very loudly. But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a ray of sword light flying over. He felt a chill on his neck, and the heads of the two beautiful maids behind him fell to the ground.
The sword light flashed and returned to Zhang Yan's sword net. His expression didn't change in the slightest, as if he had just done something unimportant.
This sword came so suddenly that even Chen Chizhong didn't realize it. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. He said angrily, "Junior, how dare you kill the clansmen of my Chen clan!"
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