Zhang Yan didn't expect the Water Element True Light to be so powerful. Once it was released, it swept away the devilish aura. At this moment, when he raised his head, he saw the clouds in the sky had dispersed, the wind had stopped, and the rain had stopped. The sky was already as cold as jade, the leaden color had faded away, and the bright sun was in the sky. [Xun] [Xun] [Xiao] [Shuo] [Net] [\]
He turned his head and saw Yan Yuyou standing in the distance. He sneered, "So it was Fellow Yan who was behind this."
As his voice sounded out, he had already flung open his sleeves and flew over on a cloud.
Yan Yuyou felt a huge force pulling her, as if there was a boundless water rolling over. It made her sway left and right, as if she would fall into a huge whirlpool if she was not careful. She only managed to stabilize herself after resisting with all her might.
Now that she was shouted at by Zhang Yan, she looked a little flustered and hurriedly waved the Yin Fiend Corpse Burial Banner in her hand.
No matter how hard she waved, the banner seemed to have lost its spirituality and did not react at all. She could not help but turn pale with fright. When her expression fell into Zhang Yan's eyes, he snorted coldly.
Yan Yuyou thought that the hundreds of Yin Corpses were destroyed by the light screen, so they wanted to reform. However, she didn't know that the Yin Corpses didn't dissipate, but were all sucked into the Water Attribute Profound Light.
This light was a Five Element True Light that Zhang Yan cultivated by relying on the Ninth-Tenth Water Essence, and there was a myriad of rivers and streams within it that overlapped and curved. So long as one was swept by this True Light, then if one was unable to resist it, one would fall within it and be unable to find a way out for a long time.
The cultivation of these three hundred Yin Corpses was not as strong as before. After being swept by his Water Light, they were all drawn into it.
Within this True Light, the rivers and streams could change according to Zhang Yan's thoughts. Even if someone were to strike fiercely within it, the person would be obstructed by the layers of rivers. Unless the person's cultivation in the Profound Technique far surpassed Zhang Yan's, only then would the person be able to break through the True Light with brute force. But then again, Zhang Yan wouldn't easily drag such a person inside.
Now that Zhang Yan had not reached the Core Transformation realm, he could not use the full power of this True Light. If he had profound cultivation one day, this True Light would be like an ocean that could contain all the water in the world. When facing an enemy, he only needed to release this True Light to sweep thousands of troops and shake the mountains.
Yan Yuyou's Yin Fiend Corpse Burial Banner was her biggest reliance. Now that it had suddenly lost its magical power, she panicked when she saw Zhang Yan rushing towards her. She hurriedly took out her mirror and chanted a spell. The mirror flashed and a beam of light that was as bright as snow fell down.
Zhang Yan moved his fingers and attracted the golden hammers. With a slight movement, it released a golden light. Two golden balls the size of a wicker basket spun continuously in front of him, stirring up the smoke and opening up a path. Every time a dazzling white light shone, it was firmly blocked by the head of the hammers, unable to shine on him. .
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In the blink of an eye, he had already charged to within ten feet of Yan Yuyou. His figure didn't stop as he threw a punch forward. In an instant, a thunderous cyclone shot through the sky.
Yan Yuyou turned pale when she saw Zhang Yan's ferocious attack. She lifted her skirt and spun to the side to avoid it. However, she was careless and was brushed by the cyclone, causing her to lose her balance. Fortunately, she was a veteran of hundreds of battles. In such a critical moment, she was able to keep her composure. She quickly grabbed a hairpin on her head with two of her slender fingers and pulled it out. "Quick!" she shouted.
A ray of light shot out from her palm like a golden snake and pierced towards Zhang Yan's eyes. Without checking to see if it hit, she borrowed the momentum of her charge to wave her sleeves. The crimson ground silk shoes under her feet tapped lightly on the cloud and she was about to escape on a ray of light.
Zhang Yan flicked his sleeve and slapped the hairpin away. His figure slowed down for a moment before he stood up again to give chase.
Just Now, Yan Yuyou was in the air when a green cloud suddenly floated over and blocked her way. She quickly turned around and wanted to escape to another place.
However, no matter how fast she dodged, the green cloud moved even faster and entangled her like maggots on a tarsal bone. In the blink of an eye, she changed her position several times but her escape route was always blocked by the green cloud.
In the blink of an eye, she saw the green-clothed young man standing on a cloud and sneering at her, and then he flicked his sleeve and returned to the azure cloud. She gnashed her teeth in hatred, and when she turned around to look, she saw Zhang Yan had caught up as well. She instantly knew that the opportunity to escape was lost, so she had no choice but to turn around and slap out a scorching flame that was like a lotus flower towards Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan raised his hands and pushed. Two golden hammers flew forward and smashed the firelight with a bang. Then, the hammers smashed towards the woman.
Yan Yuyou was in a hurry and couldn't dodge, so she struggled to prop up the mysterious light. A ball of bright red firelight as bright as the sun shone and dyed the surrounding clouds red like blood.
These two golden hammers weren't ordinary Magic Treasures, but Divine Weapons forged from Metal Essence. They possessed great strength and possessed the might to shake mountains. As soon as they descended on the profound light, it seemed as if a corner of a mountain peak had collapsed, causing flames to scatter in all directions and red clouds to scatter. The profound light was destroyed with a single strike.
Yan Yuyou only heard a loud noise in her eardrums, causing her chest to feel stuffy and short of breath. She knew that this was not good. She twisted her body and dodged. She only felt a strong wind sweeping across the sky while the other one brushed past her back. Her body went limp and her vision went black. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although she was injured, her mind was still clear. She knew that she couldn't delay for even a moment, otherwise, she would die. She forced herself to raise her Qi and swept her sleeve, releasing a ball of scorching red flame.
Zhang Yan casually swatted it away. He strode forward and punched again.
Yan Yuyou felt a strong wind blowing on her face. Her eyelids hurt as if they were about to burst into tears. She quickly raised her hand and gathered the scattered firelight into a ball. Then, she hurriedly threw it down to block the attack.
The air and fire collided with each other, twisting and tearing at each other. After a muffled explosion, sparks flew in all directions, and the light of the flames dissipated.
Although Yan Yuyou managed to block the attack, she was hit by an invisible wave of Qi and was forced to retreat a few steps. Her hair was disheveled and fluttered in the wind, blocking her vision.
Yan Yu You bit her lips tightly and shook her head, causing her beautiful hair to flutter up. Then, she forced out a wisp of flame from the tip of her finger. She steeled her heart and simply burned off a chunk of this hindering beautiful hair, revealing her pale and beautiful face.
She looked up and saw Zhang Yan striding towards her like a divine general. His aura was fierce and fierce, as if he could crush anything in front of him. She didn't feel like her aura was stolen.
She knew that she wouldn't be able to stop him with ordinary techniques. She thought to herself, "If I don't injure him, I won't be able to escape this time."
She changed her mind and came up with an idea. She pretended to be seriously injured and secretly formed a spell, waiting for Zhang Yan to catch up.
Zhang Yan was a veteran of hundreds of battles and had sharp reflexes. When he saw that she suddenly stopped moving, he felt something was wrong and slowed down his pace.
Yan Yuyou saw that Zhang Yan had the intention to stop and thought that he had seen through her. She became anxious and stopped waiting.
With a clear and crisp sound, the teardrop-shaped sparkling red jade on her forehead suddenly shattered, turning into a wisp of white smoke that flew out. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown in front of Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan was alarmed. He didn't take it head-on. Instead, he waved his sleeve and only used the corner of his robe to deflect the smoke.
He looked down and saw a layer of black gas wriggling on the corner of his robe. It was very strange and there was indeed a secret behind it. Fortunately, the robe he was wearing was the treasure robe that he got from Xiao Han, so the gas couldn't penetrate it.
He sneered and stepped forward. When he was in front of Yan Yuyou, he swung his hammer at her.
Yan Yu You saw that this method was useless against Zhang Yan, she lost all will to fight. Seeing the golden hammer coming down, she quickly pulled out the sword from her waist to block. But the hammer was like a mountain pressing down on her, a huge force was transmitted and the sword flew out of her hand. Her body trembled, her body swayed and she retreated several steps. She felt a sweet taste in her throat and could not help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Yan didn't let her go. The golden hammer in his hand swept across her waist. Yan Yuyou didn't have time to dodge and hurriedly pulled the banner in front of her to block.
Zhang Yan's hammer swept up a gust of evil wind, and when the hammer struck down, a "kacha" sound was heard, and the Yin Fiend Corpse Peace Banner was broken.
As the banner fell, a withered skeleton seemed to rise from the miserable fog. It opened its mouth silently and seemed to say something. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the banner destroyed, Yan Yuyou suddenly let out a scream. She felt that she had lost all hope. She stared at Zhang Yan with resentment and screamed, "Li Yuanba, I won't die in your hands …"
She made a hand sign and her cheeks suddenly turned bright red. With a 'hu' sound, countless sparks came out from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. The fire fiercely increased, and her entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist. A gentle breeze blew over, and she disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Yan was startled and nodded. He had rarely seen a cultivator commit suicide since he started cultivating. That was because even in a crisis, a cultivator would rather take the risk than give up that slim chance of survival. This woman's action could be considered unyielding.
Not far away, the green cloud trembled like ripples. A young man in green walked out and said to Zhang Yan, "Li Yuanba, I can't beat you right now. I'm afraid that if we continue to fight, it will be difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time. Why don't we fight another day? What do you think?"
Without waiting for Zhang Yan to speak, he laughed and said, "If you think you can beat me, feel free to come and try."
Just now when he was recuperating, he was swept by that Water Element True Light and felt his breathing was unstable, as if he was about to fall into that light. He thought that it was a magical weapon in Zhang Yan's hand, and he thought that with his current broken body, if he continued to fight, he would definitely not be able to take down Zhang Yan. Therefore, he wanted to stop the battle and wait for the day when his body was mended before fighting again.
Zhang Yan didn't want to kill this person at the moment. The fire in his chest was burning and he wanted to find a place to cultivate. Moreover, he didn't know how many acupoints this fire could burn. If it wasn't enough, he would have to look for opportunities from this person. Therefore, this suggestion was also in line with his intentions.
He smiled and said, "If Fellow Daoist is fine, you and I will meet here in half a month's time. At that time, we will decide the winner."
The green-clothed young man was straightforward. He shouted, "It's decided then." He swung his sleeve and soared into the sky on a green cloud.
Zhang Yan was not in a hurry to leave. He stood quietly in the cloud for a moment and pointed to the ground. He dug up a pit and buried all the scattered relics that Yan Yuyou left behind. Then, he swung his sleeve and covered them up. Only then did he fly away.
Not long after, he returned to the vicinity of the Nine-headed Peak. After circling around the cave dwelling that he built earlier, he didn't see any trace of Shi Gong. He must have found a place to hide. Now that he had the Zoysia Ancestor's body, there was no need to look for him.
In this Green Inch Mountain, there were very few people who could threaten him. Thus, he did not have the patience to go anywhere else. He sat down in the cave and pointed to a huge rock to seal the cave door. Then, he activated the ball of fire in his body.
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