Each Uses a Strange Move
The dry-haired cultivator was crushed to death. Bao Dingheng and the others were shocked to see this scene.
After killing this person, Zhang Yan didn't stop. He leaped to a high place, raised his hand, and pointed in front of him. The two golden hammers flew up and smashed toward the white-robed daoist with a dull sound.
The white-robed daoist was also terrified when he saw his fellow daoist die so miserably. When he saw Zhang Yan charging toward him, his heart couldn't help but tremble. He hurriedly stepped on a cloud and retreated, trying to avoid the two golden hammers that were chasing after him.
Zhang Yan revealed a mocking expression. He got up and followed on a cloud, but he was right behind the daoist.
It wasn't without reason that he targeted this person first. He had also seen it clearly. Although Priest Gao and Bao Dingheng were working together to fight the enemy, they were also showing off their own wits. They both had the thought of forcing the other to use their final trump card first, and this could be used by him.
Thus, he didn't care about Bao Dingheng and his senior brother. He only focused on chasing after the white-robed daoist.
As expected, the two of them slowed down their attacks at the same time. They seemed to want him to kill the white-robed daoist. Only Daoist Gao chased after Zhang Yan. He held the Cleaving Thunder Seal in the air, ready to help at any time.
The white-robed daoist turned a few times on the flying light and finally got rid of the two golden hammers. He couldn't help but calm down. However, he suddenly felt the sky above his head darken. It turned out that Zhang Yan had used the hand of profound light to press down from the sky.
This palm was like Mount Tai pressing down on an egg. The air whirled violently, and the wind blew rapidly. Thinking about the death of his companion, the white-robed daoist's face turned pale. He didn't have the guts to take it head-on and tried to find a way to escape. Zhang Yan sneered and waved his sleeve. A dozen rays of Taiyi Profound Light slashed toward him.
Right now, he was at the third level of the Mystic Light Realm, and his mystic light was as condensed as one. Every ray of mystic light wasn't weaker than a normal flying sword or magical weapon, and it instantly forced the white-robed daoist to dodge left and right. He was in a bad state, but he couldn't escape in time. Seeing that he couldn't dodge anymore, he could only force the mystic light out of his body and defend.
Seeing Zhang Yan in a critical situation, Taoist Gao became anxious and placed the 'Chop the Thunder Seal' on top of Zhang Yan's head. He shouted repeatedly and sent down several more lightning bolts.
Zhang Yan laughed loudly. With a wave of his sleeve, the two golden hammers flew back and blocked in front of him. Even though they were struck by the lightning, they were unable to get close to him.
Even though the sword energy from Bao Dingheng and his senior brother landed on him, they didn't use their full strength. Moreover, he was covered by treasured clothes, and his body was as tough as metal. Therefore, they only created countless golden sparks and weren't able to stop him for even a moment.
Killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the yellow hand slammed down. With a boom, it scattered the mystic light above the white-robed daoist's head. Then, it landed heavily on the daoist's body. With a scream, the daoist fell down like a kite with its string cut.
Before he could land, the yellow hand reached down again and grabbed half of the daoist's body. Zhang Yan looked around and saw another bolt of lightning descending. He smiled faintly and commanded the yellow hand to pull the daoist up.
Taoist Gao was shocked, but he couldn't pull back in time. With a loud bang, a light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and the white-robed daoist exploded into a rain of blood.
Zhang Yan didn't expect the lightning to be so powerful. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and he couldn't help but take another look at the copper seal hovering in the air.
In just an instant, he had killed two people from Taoist Bao's side, and both of them had died extremely horribly. The expressions of the remaining three became even more solemn.
They saw Zhang Yan standing in the air with his hands behind his back. His aura was high, and his hammers were spinning around his body. Above his head was a large yellow hand that looked like a crown. His fingers and palms stirred up the wind and clouds, blotting out the sun and moon, and stirring up the smoke. He seemed to be bearing the might of a thousand catties. When they thought of his indestructible body, the thought of being unable to fight against him arose in their hearts.
However, the three of them weren't from the great clans of the Profound Sects. They'd cultivated to their current realm, and they'd experienced countless hardships and tribulations along the way. Their willpower and perseverance weren't something an ordinary cultivator could compare to. Even though the current situation was slightly disadvantageous, it might not be able to scare them away.
Bao Dingheng, in particular, thought that he still had a few tricks he hadn't used, and he wasn't willing to stop so easily. However, he could clearly see that he could protect himself with his own strength, but he couldn't kill Li Yuanba. He turned to look at Taoist Gao, and coincidentally, the latter was also looking at him.
Although Taoist Gao's expression was unsightly, there was clearly no fear in his eyes. Instead, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across them.
Bao Dingheng's heart moved. At present, Li Yuanba had already killed three people from Taoist Gao's side, and he was the only one left. His threat to Bao Dingheng's side was greatly reduced, so he could attack with ease.
As he flew in the air, he said, "Fellow Taoist Gao, I have a treasure that can break this person's Taoist technique. When I attack later, please don't hold back."
The two of them had known each other for a long time, and he had secretly inquired about Gao Yingtu's background. Although he was a wandering cultivator, he had once obtained the cave abode of a deceased cultivator, and was not as poor as ordinary wandering cultivators. He had a few treasures on him, and other than the Lightning Strike Seal just now, he had even better treasures with him.
Even the true disciples of the Yuan Yang Sect might not be able to match up to his wealth.
Taoist Gao cursed in his heart, "You're surnamed Bao. You waited until all my people were dead before you put on this face. Do you think I'm afraid of you and your Senior Brother? After today, after I kill this Li Yuanba, I'll settle the score with you. At that time, who knows who will be the final victor? "
Although he could see that Bao Dingheng had deliberately allowed Zhang Yan to kill his people, at this moment, he couldn't even leave on his own. Who knew if this fierce person would come to kill him first when he saw that he was alone? Therefore, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "Rest assured, Taoist Master Bao. I, Gao Yingtu, am not the kind of person who ignores the overall situation."
Bao Dingheng shouted at Fang He, "Junior Brother, protect me. Watch me use my treasures to deal with him!"
Fang He responded and used all his strength to spin the ink-colored sword plate again, pulling the thin green sword Qi and scattering it all over the sky. Then, with a shake of his body, eight flying swords emerged from his back and flew toward the plate, combining with the gold Qi. Then, beams of green light flew out, forming a sword formation that was more than a thousand feet wide in front of the two of them. There were countless blade lights in the formation, and the green and white colors intertwined like a wheel, giving off a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees.
Even though Taoist Gao's face was gloomy, he also took out the Split Thunder Seal, waiting for Bao Dingheng to make his move.
Seeing that they didn't retreat and counterattack, Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. These three people's actions were exactly what he wanted.
Today, he used the Mysterious Yellow Dragon Capturing Hand with the intention of silencing them. He wouldn't let any of the people present escape.
If they were to split up and escape, although he could use the Sword Escape to catch up with them one by one and kill them one by one, it would still take a lot of effort to chase after them. If someone else came to interfere, it would also be a troublesome matter. How could it be as easy as gathering in one place to deal with them?
He let out a loud laugh and moved the Mysterious Yellow Hand towards the sword formation, stirring up a wave of Sword Qi.
Every impact made a rumbling sound, causing Fang He's body to tremble. However, he still gritted his teeth and resisted with all his might.
Bao Dingheng saw that Fang He had opened up the sword formation. Even though it was strenuous for him to deal with it, Li Yuanba wouldn't be able to attack for a while, so he relaxed and took out an iron ruler from his sleeve.
This ruler was completely black and dark like a piece of inkstone. However, there were dozens of inscriptions on it. When he rubbed it with his hand, it gave off a faint luster.
He raised the object in the air with both hands and muttered something. The light became more and more eye-catching and dazzling. In the end, it had already turned into an ink-colored cloud of fire that danced in the air.
He shouted, "Junior Martial Brother, dodge a little!"
Fang He had never seen this ruler shaped Transcendent Artifact before. Hearing Bao Dingheng's words this time, it must be extremely powerful. Furthermore, he was already exhausted by the Mysterious Yellow Hand and wouldn't be able to hold on for long. Hearing this, he hurriedly put away the sword plate and flew back, dodging to the side.
Taoist Gao was also vigilant and thought to himself, 'I wonder what kind of Transcendent Artifact this is. This person looks sanctimonious, but he's actually sinister and cunning. Don't drag me down with you. Why don't I go a little further?'
He also rolled up his sleeves and dodged to the side.
As the two of them dodged, Zhang Yan's field of vision opened up in front of him. Seeing the ink-colored cloud in Bao Dingheng's hands, he laughed and said, "Daoist Bao, you're not going to dodge anymore?"
Without waiting for Bao Dingheng to make a move, he spread out the Mysterious Yellow Hand and made it bigger, grabbing at Bao Dingheng first.
Bao Dingheng said, "Good move!"
He threw the inky cloud at the Xuan Huang hand, and an iron ruler rushed out of the black cloud and smashed into the Xuan Huang hand.
A loud sound that could collapse mountains and split the earth rang out in the air. It was as if a golden mountain had been pushed down and a jade pillar had been toppled. The Mysterious Yellow Hand collapsed with a loud bang and turned into rolling yellow clouds. At the same time, the black cloud pressed down like a dark cloud, making whining sounds along the way. It was like a huge beast that wanted to swallow Zhang Yan in one gulp.
Bao Dingheng's voice came from the cloud. "Fellow Daoist Gao, what are you waiting for? If you don't make a move now, I'm afraid it'll be too late. "
Although he had shattered the Mysterious Yellow Hand, as long as Zhang Yan made another hand seal, it wouldn't take long for him to reform it again. He could only take advantage of this gap to attack fiercely and force Zhang Yan to be unable to free his hand. Just Now, he could talk about other things.
Daoist Gao's eyes sharpened. With a flip of his palm, a copper-colored flying sand leaked out of his sleeve and he held it in his hand.
He didn't know the origin of this thing, but when he obtained this dead cultivator's cave abode that day, he found it in a gourd. Its power was unbelievably great. When it was thrown out, once it came into contact with one's body, it would destroy flesh and bones. Even a body of metal could be ground away. Because of this thing in his hand, he didn't have to fear Zhang Yan.
Unfortunately, the amount of this sand was too little. Every time he used it, it would be a little less, so he couldn't bear to use more.
At this moment, the handful in his hand was only forty to fifty grains. He thought it was enough to deal with Li Yuanba. His eyes narrowed, and he fixed his gaze on that figure. With a shake of his hand, he threw all the red sand over.
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