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Chapter 50
Hoarding Rare Goods
When Fu Yuqing saw Xu Cuo suddenly making a move, he was both shocked and angered, and he shouted, "Stop!"
Senior Martial Sister Wei and the others who followed behind him also exclaimed, and their faces were filled with anger.
But Xu Cuo didn't put away his saber. He crossed his arms and said with a smile, "If you can defeat me, I will let him go, but if you can't defeat me, you will be my defeated opponent. What use do I have for him?"
Fu Yuqing stared at him and said heavily, "Fine! Don't involve others in our battle. Life and death will be up to fate. "
Xu Cuo chuckled and didn't say anything. His body trembled, and a white light flew out from his back, aiming straight for Fu Yuqing's head.
When he looked closely, he realized that this white light was actually a white saber that seemed to have solidified. Fu Yuqing took a step back, and just happened to avoid the sharp edge. He shouted in a low voice, and a ball of mysterious light rose from his back, condensing into a large yellow hand. It slapped the saber with its fingers, and with a muffled sound, the saber was smashed into a ball of dissipating essence Qi.
But before he could counterattack, Xu Cuo pointed with his hand, and another saber came down.
Fu Yuqing had fought with the disciples of Chongyue True Temple before, so he didn't panic. With a calm expression, he controlled the large hand, and with the back of his hand, he blocked the flying saber, preventing it from coming down.
While he was doing this, Xu Cuo didn't stay idle either. He formed an incantation, and the ball of white Qi that had dissipated earlier spun on the spot, condensing into a white saber again, and slashed down again.
But that wasn't the end. From all directions in the sky, flying sabers appeared one after another. There were a total of seven flying sabers, and they danced around Fu Yuqing like snowflakes.
Fu Yuqing shouted loudly, and the muddy yellow hand expanded out of thin air. It blocked left and right, and all the flying daggers were blocked outside the circle of light.
When Xu Cuo arrived, Zhang Yan was also alarmed, but he didn't go out, and just watched coldly from the side.
He carefully inspected the cultivation techniques of the two, and from the looks of it, Fu Yuqing and Guo Lie's cultivation techniques were very different.
However, although Guo Lie was the eldest disciple of Tao Zhenren, he cultivated the cultivation technique of the Southern Flower Sect. It was said that after Tao Zhenren broke out of the sect, he obtained immortal fate, and that Mystic Light Hand was probably the dao technique he learned later on.
On the other hand, Xu Cuo's attack was like a torrential storm, wide and unrestrained. It was completely different from Beigong Hao's sinister and vicious style. Moreover, Beigong Hao had only mastered five flying daggers, but this person had used seven. Who knew what other tricks he had up his sleeve?
Zhang Yan pondered for a moment, then took out a smooth jade from his sleeve and called out, "Is Fellow Daoist Beigong here?"
Hearing his voice, a wisp of Yuan Spirit floated up from the jade. However, Beigong Bo was a cultivator at the third rank of the Mystic Light Realm after all, so much time had passed. After, Lie, Yi, and,., ",", ",", "
Beigong Hao looked in that direction, and smiled bitterly. "Brother, how did you offend this brat?"
Beigong Hao looked in that direction, and he smiled bitterly. "Brother, how did you offend this brat?"
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows. "Oh? Could it be that this person has some background? "
Beigong Hao spoke hesitantly, "This person is the grandson of our Chongyue Zhen Temple's Sect Master. His father is an elder of the Demon Sect. This kid's cultivation is not weak, but that's not all. I've heard that he has a powerful magical treasure, and his enemies often die mysteriously. It's just that no one has ever seen it. Although he's using the Liyuan Flying Dagger to fight, it's not his true skill."
When Zhang Yan heard this, the words "rare goods" appeared in his mind. His eyes flashed, and he smiled. "Since this person has such a background, he must have a lot of Ren Kui Water Essence on him?"
Beigong Hao was startled, and he thought for a while before nodding slowly. He said with certainty, "Of course, I have a lot. To be honest, although I am an elder, I am not as good as the sect master's family. Take the Yin Yang Origin Leaving Flying Saber for example, we need to use it with mist, and the number of saber strikes we can practice is much lower than theirs."
Zhang Yan laughed and said, "Originally, I wanted to use the spirit shell to go to the celestial market to buy the Ren Kui Water Essence Qi. Now that this person is here, why do I need to go far away? As long as I capture this person, what's there to worry about?"
Beigong Hao thought for a while. The most outstanding disciples of Chongyue True Temple were the two surnames Shen and Xu. They also relied on these two families to control the other families and support the entire sect. This Xu Cuo's identity was not simple. If Zhang Yan proposed to exchange the Ren Kui Water Essence for Xu Cuo, this matter would most likely succeed.
He secretly smiled bitterly. But next, he would also have to face the thunderous revenge of Chongyue True Temple, right? He could only hope that Xu Cuo could escape this disaster, or else he would be buried with him.
At this moment, the two of them had been fighting for no less than half an hour. During this period, Xu Cuo had been the main attacker, and Fu Yuqing had been passively defending.
Although Xu Cuo's face was carefree, and there was not the slightest trace of anxiety, he knew that he was also forced into a difficult situation.
Although the seven flying sabers were sharp, they could not penetrate his defense. Fu Yuqing had been suppressed for a long time, but he had been secretly accumulating strength. Once his momentum weakened, his counterattack would probably come like a blanket.
However, his tactics did not stop here. He hooked the little finger of his left hand, and a trace of cunning appeared in his eyes.
A black saber silently appeared behind Fu Yuqing, and it slashed down towards the side of his back that was completely unguarded.
This was a Yin Origin Saber.
The Yang Saber of the Origin Yin Yang Flying Saber walked on the righteous path, whereas the Yin Saber walked on the devious path. They were like the art of war, but it was impossible to achieve the reversal of Yin and Yang until one's core was formed, and it lacked a type of variation. However, ordinary cultivators were usually unable to resist such an attack.
When this saber silently slashed over, Fu Yuqing seemed as if he was completely unaware, and he still utilized the enormous hand made of dark light to deal with the seven Yang Sabers that ceaselessly slashed down before him.
Right when he was about to perish beneath the saber, a clear cry sounded out, and then a demonic crane that was an entire 6m tall appeared by his side. It flapped its wings and slapped the black saber into pieces, causing it to transform into a strand of black qi that drifted away.
The corners of Fu Yuqing's mouth puckered. After he cultivated the Skyearth Dragon Capturing Palm, he was practically fearless when facing an enemy head-on. But when he fought another, he noticed that his side of his back had always been an extremely huge flaw, and if he didn't repair it, it would sooner or later become a flaw.
Because of this, he'd walked through many desolate places, and not long ago, he'd paid the price of losing an arm to capture this demonic crane and use it to guard the flaw on his side of his back. At this moment, he was only at the Profound Light Realm, and he didn't have any flaws. Moreover, he hadn't controlled this demonic crane for a long time, so he wasn't able to control it as he pleased. One day, when he completely subdued it, he would be able to attack and defend at will, and it would be completely different from before. This was the source of his confidence in going against Shen Minggu.
Fu Yuqing's face was expressionless as he fought steadily and dealt with every move that came his way. He knew that he didn't have to be greedy for quick victory, and he only had to defend steadily. Once Xu Cuo's strength was exhausted, it would be the time for him to counterattack.
After successively slashing over a hundred times, Xu Cuo noticed that he was still unable to defeat his opponent, and he felt anxious in his heart. This Fu Yuqing really does have some ability. I'll lose for sure once he's free. Looks like I have to use that treasure in the end to decide the outcome of the battle! However, not a single one of the people here can be left alive!
He snorted and suddenly jumped out of the circle. He took out a wooden box, and with a flick of his thumb, he opened the cover. A black aura that was as black as ink flew out, and he pointed his finger downwards. This black aura headed straight for Fu Yuqing.
Fu Yuqing was already on guard when he saw Xu Cuo's movement. Now that he saw it, he calmly threw out the Demon Subduing Circle, and with a long cry, the Ink Feather Eagle appeared under his feet. The eagle was a mutated species, so its speed was extremely fast. With a flap of its wings, it was able to bring Xu Cuo dozens of feet away.
However, the black aura followed him, and no matter where he flew to, it was like a ghost that wouldn't leave. He couldn't shake it off.
When Xu Cuo saw this, his eyelids twitched. This was also the first time he saw someone actually able to dodge his transcendent artifact. Seeing that Fu Yuqing was being chased by the black aura, Xu Cuo used his Origin Flowing Flying Daggers to intercept him from the front and back, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't reach Fu Yuqing. He instantly gnashed his teeth, and wanted nothing more than to bite Fu Yuqing to death.
This Fu Yuqing was also a disciple personally taught by Tao Zhenhong, and the spirit bird under his feet was meant to deal with the peerlessly fast Sword Escape of sword cultivators, so how could Xu Cuo's flying daggers catch up to him?
Xu Cuo's eyes darted around a few times, and he immediately came up with a plan. He suddenly shouted, "Fu Yuqing, you can slowly escape. Let's see how many of your fellow disciples can dodge my flying daggers!"
After saying that, he flicked his finger, and the dagger flashed. Blood burst forth, and Dai Huan's head was instantly chopped off. Another seven white daggers flew up and slashed at the other three people.
Senior Sister Wei and the others had weaker cultivations, and they knew that they had no chance of winning, so they hurriedly turned into rays of light and flew straight toward the Treasure Pavilion, hoping to rely on the restrictions to avoid these flying daggers.
When Fu Yuqing saw Dai Huan die in front of him, he instantly became so furious that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He let out a furious roar, and the movement of his spirit eagle couldn't help but pause for a moment. He was only delayed for a moment, and the black aura flew up and wrapped around his face. He only felt his mind become dizzy, and his body swayed before he fell off the spirit eagle's back.
When Xu Cuo saw this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He abandoned Senior Sister Wei and the others, and drove his flying daggers to take Fu Yuqing's head.
However, right at this moment, seven bright sword rays shot out from the horizontal, and every single one of them accurately slashed at the flying daggers, causing them to transform into a ball of essence at almost the same time.
Xu Cuo was caught unprepared by the sudden change, and just as he was about to make a hand seal to gather these flying daggers, he was caught off guard by another sword ray. This time, his expression changed, and he raised his hand to slap out a small black flag to block in front of him. However, the moment this sword ray was blocked, the air trembled, and another sword ray split off and slashed at him again. It actually didn't give him the slightest chance to catch his breath.
At this critical moment, he let out a loud roar, and the Origin Li Yin Saber flew out from an unknown place to slash at this sword ray, blocking it.
However, to his horror, this sword pellet trembled, and suddenly, another sword ray split off and came for him. In a hurry, he couldn't care about anything else, and he only had time to use the wooden box in his hand to block in front of him.
With a crack, the wooden box that contained the black qi was actually slashed into two, and the sword's momentum didn't stop there. It continued to descend, and with a "chi" sound, it split open a wound from his shoulder to his chest on his upper body. Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain, and he also let out a miserable cry before falling down.
A flight light flashed by, and he was enveloped in it. Then, it landed in the treasure pavilion. Zhang Yan revealed himself, and he threw the half-dead Xu Cuo on the ground. With a wave of his sleeve, a few golden Talisman flew out and stuck to his forehead, four limbs, and navel, sealing his halogen Sea of Qi.
Zhang Yan shook both of his sleeves, and he looked down from above. With a slight smile, he said, "With you in my hands, there's no need to go forward. I can just sit and wait for that Shen Ming to come."
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