[Chapter 1238: Perfect Xuanhuang Sword Qi]
The collision of one gold and one black caused a visible air wave, which spread out with Yang Yiyu and Yuan Chenhuan as the center.
The surrounding grass and trees were catalyzed and shattered by such a huge air wave.
Yang Yiyu’s 30-meter-tall Dharma body could not help but retreat to the city gate under the huge air wave.
Yuan Chenhuan and the black-scaled python also swayed back easily…
Both sides’ attacks were evenly matched.
However, Yang Yiyu knew that he was still a step behind. Although the seal of the Supreme Immortal was powerful, the disadvantage of using the three seals was that each seal consumed more energy and soul than the other. In addition, the previous activation of the Dragon Scale Talisman had dissipated more than half of the power in his body, and at this moment he was a little exhausted.
On the other hand, Yuan Chen Huan was able to use the power of the black-scaled python. His previous attack was obviously fused with the power of the black-scaled python. The two-in-one power collided with his own immortal supreme magical power and forcibly resolved his immortal supreme second seal attack.
At this moment, Yuan Chen Huan’s face did not seem to be red or out of breath, and he was not affected much.
Think about it, the old immortal Yuan Chen Huan can completely let the black-scaled python launch an attack, and he only needs a small amount of power to take the lead in the battle. In this case, it is obvious that Yuan Chen Huan has the advantage. When
Yang Yiyun thought of this, his heart was a little heavy.
The power in his body is limited, but Yuan Chen Huan, the old immortal, can use external forces. If he continues to fight like this, Yang Yiyun knows that he will lose sooner or later.
At this time, Yuan Chen Huan laughed and said, “Yang Yiyun, the waiter, is just like that. Now you can die beautifully if you surrender to me obediently. Otherwise, I will tear your bones, pull out your skin, and refine your soul. Hand over Lu Yanzhi to me as soon as possible, otherwise… die.”
After Yuan Chen Huan combined the power of the black-scaled python, he felt relieved. He was an old monster who had practiced for thousands of years. The collision of the magic power just now naturally saw that Yang Yiyun’s Hou power was insufficient and he would be defeated sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Yuan Chen Huan began to attack his heart.
Standing on the head of the black-scaled python, he urged the black-scaled python to swim and attack Yang Yiyun.
Yang Yiyun held his face and grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand. He communicated with the Dragon Slaying Sword spirit with his mind. What he could do at this time was to use all means to fight the immortal Yuan Chen Huan. He knew that it would be useless to him for a long time, but there was nothing he could do.
Behind him was the inner city, where there were more terrifying and unknown existences. Being in the inner city, he could only fight Yuan Chen Huan.
Fortunately, the perception just now made him know that the seal of the magical power of “Twelve Supremes” had a new use. He could use the seal of the magical power on the Dragon Slaying Sword. He could try it. If it really worked, he could emit a more powerful force. Only by killing the black-scaled python could he have a chance.
The sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword had always existed, but it was too arrogant and never took the initiative to come out. It had been a long time since he last communicated with the Dragon Slaying Sword Spirit. So far, he could only mobilize 60% of the Xuanhuang Sword Qi in the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Now, after hundreds of years, he wanted to communicate with the Dragon Slaying Sword Spirit to see if he could perfect the Xuanhuang Sword Qi. If he could, he would have the strength to fight Yuan Chen Huan. He
was also very glad that Yuan Chen Huan was restricted in the area below the Tribulation Period, and was always suppressed in the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Period. Otherwise, if the old immortal had the cultivation of the third-turn earthly immortal, he would have killed him in seconds.
In fact, Yang Yiyun knew that compared with ordinary cultivators, his current strength plus various means were fully qualified to challenge ordinary cultivators in the Great Perfection of the Crossing Tribulation Period.
It was just that he encountered Yuan Chen Huan, an old poisonous creature who suppressed his cultivation, and he was always frightened to deal with him.
From the beginning, he couldn’t do it with his cultivation in the early stage of the fusion realm, and he didn’t even dare to think about it. Now he has reached the Great Perfection of the fusion realm, and has comprehended the second seal of the immortality of the “Twelve Supremes” magical power, and the four transformations of the black lotus sword technique, and the eight wastes return to one…
His strength and cultivation have been constantly improving.
However, even with the immortal stone and the dragon scale talisman, he still had a hard time against Yuan Chen Huan, and even couldn’t beat him.
What’s more, after the old immortal recovered from his injuries, he actually found a black-scaled python at the level of a great lord, which made him feel even more depressed, almost forcing him to a little breathless.
Now he can only try all the means he can use to fight Yuan Chen Huan.
He held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, communicated with the sword spirit with his mind, and said: “Sword spirit…”
He shouted to the sword spirit, but there was no response.
“If you hit me again, I will kill you.” Yang Yiyun was furious. The sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword had clearly surrendered, but it was still as arrogant as before, ignoring its master, as if it always looked down on itself.
“Master, what’s the matter?” The sword spirit’s voice finally rang lazily in Yang Yiyun’s mind.
“What’s the matter? I’m in great trouble, what else can I do? No nonsense, I ask you, can I exert the Xuanhuang sword energy of the Dragon Slaying Sword to its fullest?” Yang Yiyun asked directly. Yang Yiyun was
also helpless about the Dragon Slaying Sword, which even the old man couldn’t see through. He really didn’t know whether he was holding a magic weapon or a grandfather?
It is said that spirit swords have spirits and can automatically protect their masters, but the sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword never takes the initiative to help its master, and is always silent.
It seems to be always asleep like the old man, and will never jump out by itself.
This makes Yang Yiyun feel that his magic weapon is a grandfather.
He always felt that he had not yet exerted one tenth of the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword. In every battle, he relied on the hardness of the Dragon Slaying Sword to fight the enemy to death. The
spiritual power of the sword was not exerted at all. The
only Xuanhuang sword energy he had could only exert 60%. As his cultivation level improved, 60% of the Xuanhuang sword energy was not enough.
Listening to the lazy words of the Dragon Slaying Sword Spirit, Yang Yiyu was very angry.
If the old man hadn’t been able to see through the origin of the Dragon Slaying Sword and had determined that the Dragon Slaying Sword was a treasure, Yang Yiyu would have replaced it long ago.
After speaking angrily to the sword spirit, he waited for the sword spirit to answer.
The sword spirit said casually, “Oh… I can, I will open the seal of the remaining 40% of the Xuanhuang Sword Qi for the master, and then I can exert the 100% power of the Xuanhuang Sword Qi.”
“It can be used… a long time ago?” Listening to the sword spirit, Yang Yiyu almost spit out a mouthful of blood and roared, “Why didn’t you let me use it when it could be used a long time ago?”
“Master, you didn’t ask, my power is too strong, and you can only use the power of the Xuanhuang Sword Qi with your little cultivation. To be honest, it’s a waste for you to hold the powerful Dragon Slaying Sword. Your cultivation is too low, and you can’t exert my power at all. I can’t take the initiative to use the sword energy power for you. First, you can’t control it, and second, it will hurt me, which is not in the interest, so let it be like this.” The
sword spirit’s answer made Yang Yiyu hold his breath in his heart, and he became even more angry, but he couldn’t say anything.
Because according to what this guy said, he was not qualified to use the Dragon Slaying Sword at all. In this situation, he could barely control it.
He didn’t have time to get angry, and he couldn’t find a suitable reason. The
sword spirit’s words were still as mean as before, with contempt in his words, and he looked down on his cultivation as scum.
It was really uncomfortable to hear Yang Yiyun. He was now at least a great perfection in the fusion realm, and he was considered a high-level cultivator in the world of cultivation, but in the mouth of the Dragon Slaying Sword spirit, he was scum.
Although he was angry, Yang Yiyun was sure of one thing, that the level of the Dragon Slaying Sword was very likely to reach a level that he could not imagine.
At this moment, Yuan Chenhuan had already driven the black-scaled python to swim over. Yang Yiyun had no time to argue with the Dragon Slaying Sword spirit, and snorted coldly: “Open it…”
“As you wish.”
After the sword spirit finished speaking, the Dragon Slaying Sword in Yang Yiyun’s hand trembled suddenly, and a deep sword sound came out.
“Om…”
The hum was soft and long, and Yang Yiyun even heard the sound of a dragon’s life faintly.
The Dragon Slaying Sword burst out with brilliant silver light, turning into a small sun, and then exuded a chilling breath, which made Yang Yiyu shiver.
“Roar…”
At this time, the Black Scale Python, driven by Yuan Chenhuan, roared at Yang Yiyu, opened its bloody mouth, and spit out a foul-smelling poisonous gas.
Yang Yiyu has a Dharma body, but he is not afraid of the poison of the Black Scale Python. However, he has no way to withstand the combined power of Yuan Chenhuan and the Black Scale Python. He dare not be careless. After a thought, he activated the Enlightenment Seal on the Dragon Slaying Sword and urged the true energy to the Dragon Slaying Sword.
The next moment, the Dragon Slaying Sword vibrated and trembled. The powerful sword energy permeated, and the coldness made the temperature around it drop a lot.
Yuan Chenhuan, who was standing on the head of the Black Scale Python, suddenly felt the breath of the sword in Yang Yiyu’s hand, and couldn’t help shivering.
(End of this chapter)
