Zhang Yan activated his teleportation ability and retreated another ten miles, putting some distance between him and the small sword. Seeing that it couldn't catch up to him for the time being, he took out a dazzling white shuttle from his sleeve.
This was the White Tiger Shuttle that Huo Xuan lent to him. There was a white tiger spirit condensed by the Western Gold Qi on it. It was also a combination of spirit and essence, and it was good at suppressing evil things.
He held the shuttle in his hand, circulated his mana, and threw it out. It immediately turned into a white ray and flew in front of the small sword. Suddenly, it shone and a white tiger appeared out of thin air. It roared and pounced forward. It tore off a strand of impure Qi from the sword. The sword that was as solid as crystal immediately dimmed a little.
Zhang Yan saw that the spirit on the shuttle was effective. A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes. He reached out and pointed a few times. The tiger leaped back and forth a few times under his control. It tore off half of the evil spirit from the sword. But even so, the last strand of evil spirit was still controlling the small sword and moving forward.
Zhang Yan saw that the spirit on the shuttle was effective. A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes. He reached out and pointed a few times. The tiger leaped back and forth a few times under his control. It tore off half of the evil spirit from the sword. But even so, the last strand of evil spirit was still controlling the small sword and moving forward.
Seeing this, Zhang Yan thought for a moment and made a gesture. The white tiger's body shook and it let out a shocking roar. It leaped forward and bit. The small sword trembled when it heard the sound. At this moment, it was firmly bitten in the tiger's mouth. It tried its best to shake, but it couldn't break free.
Although this sword was formed by Ding Qun's spirit, without the support of the evil spirit, it had nothing to rely on. All that was left was the purest spirit, which was slowly dispersing like smoke. If no one cared about it, it would soon disappear from the world.
Even though the sword was condensed by Ding Qun's essence, without the evil spirit to support it, it had nothing to rely on. All that was left was the purest essence. It was slowly dispersing like smoke. If no one cared about it, it wouldn't take long for it to disappear from the world. With a clear sound, it returned to the aperture between his eyebrows.
After dealing with this thing, he looked around again. It was empty. Yan Huixin had already escaped. He didn't know where he went.
Zhang Yan changed his mind. He and Ding Qun had only fought for half an hour at most. This person wouldn't be able to escape far, so with a flip of his hand, he took out the Moon-Cleansing Mirror. A moment later, a streak of light could be seen in the mirror, fleeing towards the north in panic.
He smiled and put away the mirror. Then, he summoned his sword light and flew forward.
The movement techniques of the Jiuling Sect were not that great. Yan Huixin did not escape far. Not long after, Zhang Yan saw a streak of light fleeing in front of him from afar.
As Yan Huixin fled, he kept an eye on his back. When he saw the flying sword, he didn't know that Ding Qun had already died in the hands of Zhang Yan. This demon spirit rarely came out, so he had high hopes for him. Yet, he didn't expect him to be killed so quickly. He was filled with regret. If he had known that he wouldn't be able to delay this little bit of time, he might as well have activated the talisman and escaped from the star stone.
Seeing that the sword light was getting closer and closer, he knew that he couldn't delay any longer. He hurriedly summoned Lu Muqiu in his mind and begged, "Junior Martial Brother Lu, quickly move me away. Do you really want me to die here?"
After a moment, Lu Muqiu's sigh came from the bottom of his heart. It sounded rather helpless as he said, "Senior Brother Yan, it's not that I don't want to help you. Qincang School's Zhong Muqing and Luo Qingyu are attacking the restrictions. I have the heart, but I don't have the strength. You better pray for yourself."
Yan Huixin wanted to say more, but he felt as if something in his body had been taken away. The Heart and Shadow Synchronization Technique had been removed. He was both shocked and furious.
At this point, he was absolutely unable to escape, and he was forced to the point of being anxious. So he simply steeled his heart and stopped fleeing. He turned around and swung his hand, and he withdrew the Thousand Spirit Life Taker Knot once more. In an instant, it opened up like a net that covered the heavens and the earth.
Zhang Yan had seen this treasure once, so why would he go up to it? With a turn of his sword light, he went around it.
Yan Huixin secretly activated the Ground Imprisonment Technique. When this technique was used against an enemy, if his mana was above his opponent's, he could immediately restrain his opponent and let him kill him. However, if his mana was not as strong as his opponent, he could only activate it for a moment before he could use it.
Because Zhang Yan's mana was extremely strong, he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain him if he used his strength hastily. Hence, he continuously activated his Xuan Art. At the same time, he hid a Soul Snatching Curse in his Ancestral Aperture. This curse was a secret technique of the Jiuling Sect. After it was used, if it was not broken halfway, it would enter the cultivator's eyes and invade their soul. If one's mana was strong enough, one could even seize the cultivator's body and refine the cultivator into a devil spirit.
This technique was extremely dangerous. If it failed, the cultivator's vitality would be greatly damaged. If it was serious, the cultivator's foundation would be destroyed. Yan Huixin had never dared to use it recklessly. However, now that he was forced into a dead end, he had already decided to go all out. He was prepared to use the technique together with the technique, hoping to succeed in one go.
The sword light rushed into the sky and entered the clouds. However, in the blink of an eye, a dazzling thin line flashed by and it had already arrived in an instant.
Yan Huixin propped up the protective treasure light and placed a silk scroll on top of his head, releasing a yellow light to protect his body. With his mana, be it the Ground Imprisonment Technique or the Soul Snatching Curse, he could only use them when the opponent was within 300 feet of him. Before that, he would definitely be attacked by the flying sword. Hence, he could only wait for an opportunity.
His idea was brilliant. However, when Zhang Yan was 1,000 feet away, he glanced at it and smiled. However, he did not come forward at all. He first shook his sleeves and the sword light suddenly separated, shooting out without a trace. Then, he pointed forward, and a spot of clear light flew out from between his brows. It flew swiftly and fixed the silk scroll in place. Then, a yellow light rose from the High Cloud above his head. With a rumble, the Yellow Giant Hand stretched out and expanded to 1,000 feet in the blink of an eye. It covered the sky and the earth. It grabbed Yan Huixin, who did not know how to deal with it, and held him in the palm of its hand.
Yan Huixin was so shocked that his spirit was about to scatter. He shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please wait. I am willing to offer the talisman order …"
Zhang Yan ignored him and activated his mana. The five fingers of the Yellow Giant Hand grabbed him fiercely and pinched him to death.
His expression did not change. He waved his sleeve and rolled up a shining talisman order and kept it in his sleeve.
At this moment, two streaks of golden light flew over from not too far away. When they were about a thousand feet away, the light scattered, and Yang Bi and Zhu Xin walked out hand in hand. The couple just happened to see this scene, and they couldn't help but be greatly shocked.
Although they knew that Zhang Yan was not ordinary, they did not expect him to be so strong. He defeated a disciple of the Devil Sect in an instant, and with such ease, as if he did not use any strength at all. They could not help but feel a lot of fear towards him.
Yang Bi thought to himself, "This person must be on good terms with." A smile appeared on his face. He went forward and bowed, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist."
Zhu Xin also followed behind a Wan Fu.
Zhang Yan looked at the two of them and returned the greeting. He smiled, "So it is Fellow Daoist Yang and Fellow Daoist Zhu. I did not expect the two of you to come here as well. What a coincidence."
Yang Bi was afraid that he would misunderstand that they were here to fight for the talisman order. He hurriedly explained, "The two of us saw from afar someone using the divine sword art of our Yuan Yang Sect. We wanted to come over to take a look, but we did not expect that Daoist Zhang would be here. This is unnecessary. With Daoist Zhang's ability, I think you should be able to deal with Yu Ru."
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed and he said, "I am Just Now fighting with Jiuling Sect's Yan Huixin. This person has a Devil Spirit, so he should be from your sect. I think what you saw was the divine art that he used."
Yang Bi came to a realization, "I see."
He also knew what was going on and did not pursue the matter further. He took the initiative to change the topic and said, "Daoist Zhang, why don't we go together to look for the Jun Yang Pot?"
Zhang Yan smiled, "Hearing Fellow Daoist Yang's words, you seem to know where the Jun Yang Pot is?"
Yang Bi hurriedly shook his head, "That pot has already developed a spirit and can run around on its own. How would I know where it is? It's just that on this Star Stone Road, there is a flying peak. There was once a senior expert who built a temple there. Why don't we go there and check it out first? "
Zhang Yan did not mind, so he agreed. The three of them flew towards the center of the road.
After traveling for a while, they heard a rumble in front of them. They could already see the explosive Qi and lightning from hundreds of miles away. It seemed like someone was attacking the formation.
The three of them looked at each other and did not say much. They sped up their flying lights by a lot.
After traveling for another dozens of miles, the sound became clearer. It sounded much more intense than Just Now. Zhang Yan looked up and saw the spiritual opportunity that shot through the clouds. It seemed to be the Dharma of the Qincang School. He immediately turned back and said, "You two, I will go first!"
Yang Bi and his wife were about to reply, but before they could open their mouths, they saw a blur in front of them. A sword light had already shot into the sky and flew far away.
Zhu Xin was stunned. She could not help but say, "Husband, Fellow Daoist Zhang's Sword Escape Technique is so fast. I'm afraid it's not inferior to the Shaoqing disciples."
Yang Bi was also looking at it in a daze. He nodded and said, "Although it's still inferior to the Shaoqing Supreme Sword lineage, it's far above us now. If we can retrieve Jun Yang's Qi of Essence, Madam and I can go back to practice the 'Heaven's Azure Clouds' technique. No matter how powerful his Escape Technique is, he can only be controlled by me."
After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, a huge peak with beautiful mountains and rivers appeared in front of them. There were pavilions, terraces, and waterside pavilions. At this moment, Zhang Yan was standing on the top of a temple, talking to two tall and slender cultivators.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Zhong and Fellow Daoist Luo from the Qincang School."
Yang Bi and Zhu Xin immediately stopped their flying lights and went forward to greet him.
The two disciples from the Qincang School did not have much of a relationship with them. Zhong Muqing only returned their greeting as a greeting. Luo Qingyu, on the other hand, smiled and responded in a clear voice. He did not seem to be distant at all.
Yang Bi looked to the side and saw a pot in Luo Qingyu's hand. He asked in surprise, "Senior Brother, is that the Jun Yang Pot?"
Luo Qingyu smiled and did not say anything. He flicked his sleeve and threw the pot over.
Yang Bi's spirits rose, and he raised his hand to receive it. But after taking a look, he was disappointed, and said, "So it's a fake …"
He looked at it a few more times and sighed, "It's very similar. It's hard to tell if it's real or not."
Luo Qingyu smiled and said, "Both of us came here because of this item. Although we thought that it was a fake item, we would not be satisfied if we did not take a look at it. It's a pity that Lu Muqiu managed to escape. Otherwise, we could have gotten a talisman."
Yang Bi also said it was a pity. He looked to his left and right and asked curiously, "Since both of you are here, why don't I see Perfected Huo from your sect?"
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