[Chapter 277: Battle against Xiantian]
This person is none other than the ancient Qingcheng, the backer of the Ye family—Yuan Chenzi!
After landing, Yuan Chenzi stared at Yang Yiyu with a sharp look in his eyes, holding a Buddhist dust in his hand, ready to slap Yang Yiyu to death.
In Yuan Chenzi’s eyes, Yang Yiyu’s palm strike was indeed amazing, a move that only Xiantian strongmen can use, the power of releasing the true essence.
But Yang Yiyu in his eyes was not Xiantian, and he was amazed at how Yang Yiyu did it?
On the other hand, he was also furious that Yang Yiyu actually killed the Ye family, which was killing their Qingcheng’s spokesperson in the secular world, a slap in the face. Of course,
as a Xiantian strongman, he was not in a hurry to take action, because Yang Yiyu could perform the move of releasing the true essence, but he was not a Xiantian ancient warrior, which was really weird. The first thing to do was to figure out who this young man was?
Was he from an ancient sect?
He was not a reckless person.
However, after figuring out his identity, it was hard to say.
Killing the people of the Ye family is a direct slap in the face of Qingcheng. Today, he must find an explanation no matter what.
In Yang Yiyun’s eyes, Yuan Chenzi is wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dustpan. He has a three-goat beard and seems to be in his forties with a ruddy face.
But in Yang Yiyun’s eyes, this is definitely not the real age of this person, because Yang Yiyun can’t see through him, and his aura is weaker than that of the mermaid Xia Lu.
This shows that this person is a strong man of the first level of innate.
Xia Lu said that there are nine levels of innate, and the first level of innate is the lowest among the innate.
But at this moment, in Yang Yiyun’s eyes, this Taoist is not simple. He can clearly feel the strong aura emanating from him, or the power of the true essence and his own true qi at the same level.
These are what Xia Lu said to him.
According to the level of cultivation, innate is equivalent to the foundation-building stage.
Yang Yiyun is now one step away from the foundation-building stage, which is the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Only by breaking through the ninth level can he enter the foundation-building stage.
Facing this, he has increased his spirit by twelve points, but he is not afraid.
It is said that cultivators have an advantage over ancient warriors. They also have true fire and spiritual consciousness, so they may not lose in a real fight.
Yang Yiyu looked him in the eye and said without giving in: “Who are you?”
“Humph, I am Qingcheng Yuanchenzi. Junior, which family are you from?” Yuanchenzi asked tentatively.
Yang Yiyu slowly said: “Yang Yiyu from Yunmen.”
“Yunmen? Yang Yiyu~”
Yunchenzi thought in his mind that there was no Yunmen among the ancient sects, but he heard about Yang Yiyu. According to the information he learned from the Ye family, this Yang Yiyu was a poor boy who suddenly rose in the secular world. He had no background, and the Peiyuan Pill came from him.
For this, Qingcheng’s analysis was that Yang Yiyu might have accidentally obtained some ancient inheritance and became an ancient warrior. He had no background, and he had never heard of Yunmen.
It seems that he was just bluffing.
Thinking of this, Yuan Chenzi had a clue in his heart. He looked at Yang Yiyun and squinted his eyes and said, “The Ye family is my younger brother of Qingcheng. You killed the Ye family. I will find an explanation today no matter what I say~”
After saying this, Yuan Chenzi’s voice was long, and then he changed the subject and said, “However, I heard that you have the Wudang Xiao Peiyuan Pill recipe. If you can tell me the truth, I may be able to make a leniency and even let your family be the spokesperson of my Qingcheng in the secular world. In this way, your family can become the top family in Jiuzhou, okay?”
Yang Yiyun was stunned when he heard this. He had seen many shameless people, but this was the first time he met such a person. What Xia Lu said was indeed right. These ancient sects only had interests in their eyes. The Ye family was their subsidiary force. Now they can abandon the Ye family for a pill recipe, and even let themselves replace it. It’s a pity that
he, Yang Yiyun, is the supreme inheritance and the authentic successor of cultivation. How can he bow his head for an ancient martial artist Xiantian sect and lose his integrity?
Yang Yiyu dared to bet that if he agreed to Yuan Chenzi today, he would be scolded to death by his master.
The descendant of the dignified Yuntian Supreme, would he bend down for the other party’s little dangerous sweetness?
Sure enough, the master’s disdainful voice rang in his mind: “There are still such shameless people in the world, stinky boy, stop talking nonsense and beat him directly.”
“Uh, old man, are you sure I can beat him?”
“What are you capable of? This mountain goat Taoist is only at the peak of the first level of Xiantian, not the second level of Xiantian. Remember that you are a cultivator. Use the True Qi Transformation Palm. Under three palms, although you can’t destroy him, you won’t lose.”
Hearing what the master said, Yang Yiyu was confident in his heart. Now he is at the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage, and the True Qi Transformation Palm, the Heaven-shaking Palm, the Heaven-opening Palm and the last Heaven-splitting Palm are enough to perform. He
will not be defeated when facing the first level of Xiantian.
Thinking of this, Yang Yiyu looked at Yuan Chenzi and laughed, “I’m sorry, buddy, I’m the leader of Yunmen, I don’t need your spokesperson, if I need an endorsement, I will endorse it myself, I don’t need your charity, and let me tell you, the Peiyuan Pill in my hand is my own, and it has nothing to do with Wudang. If you want to avenge the Ye family, just come, why bother talking nonsense.”
Today was destined not to be low-key, he was so high-profile, the innate strong, the myth in the eyes of many ancient warriors, he wanted to test his wrists, he actually wanted to see what the gap was between him and the innate.
And with his master backing him up, he was not afraid of losing.
Yang Yiyu’s words deceived Yuan Chenzi, he didn’t expect Yang Yiyu to be so arrogant, he was almost going against the sky.
Yuan Chenzi gritted his teeth and said, “Young man, you don’t know what’s good for you, today I will teach you a lesson, let you know the difference between the innate power and the ancient warriors who have reached the perfection of dark energy~”
When Yuan Chenzi finished speaking, everyone in the field was shocked.
Many people in the field had never seen Yuan Chenzi, let alone knew that he was Xiantian, but these words were equivalent to telling everyone that he, Yuan Chenzi, was Xiantian and Yang Yiyu was a dark energy master.
Grandpa Duanmu Xingtian, Zhao Changsheng and other close people were worried. Although Yang Yiyu was powerful, Yuan Chenzi was a Xiantian legend.
Can he fight?
Duanmu Xingtian was already ready to make a move.
Only Wu Nan and other people in Shenlongtan were thoughtful. They had previously thought that Yang Yiyu was also Xiantian, but Yuan Chenzi just said that Yang Yiyu was a dark energy master, which seemed impossible. If the two sides fought, Wu Nan was thinking about what to do?
In a flash, Yuan Chenzi took a step with the Buddha dust in his hand and stepped in front of Yang Yiyu. He hit the Buddha dust with his backhand, bringing up the strong wind of the strong, and the dust in the field was flying, which looked very powerful.
And Yang Yiyu had been paying attention to Yuan Chenzi’s actions, and when Yuan Chenzi took a step, he also took action.
However, when Yuan Chenzi attacked with the Buddha dust, Yang Yiyun still trembled in his heart.
Whether he is a master or not, the truth can be seen in his hands.
When Yuan Chenzi attacked with the Buddha dust, Yang Yiyun felt that the power was no less than his own true qi, like the waves of the sea, and it felt like one wave after another, which was very powerful.
At this time, Yang Yiyun’s face was solemn, and he exerted his full strength.
He kept in mind the words of his master Yun Tianxie, and used the true qi transformation palm to hit one palm after another.
“Zhentian Palm~”
“Kaitian Palm~”
“Cracking Sky Palm~”
He hit three palms in a row, one after another.
In fact, it was extremely powerful. After the three palms, Yuan Chenzi’s face changed drastically.
When he hit the first palm, he still used the Buddha dust to dance and dissolve it.
But the second palm came immediately, and when Yuan Chenzi didn’t react, the Buddha dust in his hand made a cracking sound and broke into pieces in an instant.
Yuan Chenzi immediately took a step back, snorted, gathered the true energy of his palms, and roared: “Double Dragons Out of the Sea, Break It for Me~”
Yuan Chenzi felt that Yang Yiyu’s third palm was actually beyond imagination. When he used the second palm, the Buddha was broken inch by inch and suffered a loss. When he used the third palm, he took a step back, put away all his contempt, and used his best skills. He
mobilized the true energy of his whole body to face the same true energy outside Fang, and a pair of huge palms faced Yang Yiyu’s six-meter huge palm.
“Boom~”
The collision of the two people sounded a deafening sound in the field.
The huge air wave was heavily formed, and in an instant, the sky was full of dust, blocking everyone’s sight.
However, Yang Yiyu had sequelae after the three palms. The three palms drained the true energy in his body, and he didn’t expect Yuan Chenzi to be able to dissolve his Sky-Splitting Palm. Not only did he become nervous, but if Yuan Chenzi attacked at this time, he would have to run away. He quickly took out a Qi-Gathering Pill and swallowed it.
In his spiritual consciousness, he saw that Yuan Chenzi only looked a little pale.
It is true that Yuan Chenzi resolved the three palms of Yang Yiyu, but his body was not as relaxed as it seemed. He forced himself to swallow the blood that was about to come up.
After the dust dispersed, Yuan Chenzi stared at Yang Yiyu and said coldly: “Good boy, you are not a congenital but you have such means. You are the best person under the congenital. I have never seen such a genius in my life, but today I still want to teach you a lesson. I hope you can hold on.”
Yang Yiyu was shocked. This old guy was not seriously injured and could still make a move. Just when he was about to shout to his master for help in his heart, a hoarse voice rang out.
“Yuan Chenzi, should you stop?”
Hearing this voice, Yuan Chenzi’s face froze and stopped.
But Yang Yiyu smiled.
(End of this chapter)
