[Chapter 396 Strong Enemy]

Fudiao Mountain is actually a historic tourist attraction in the county where Yang Yiyu is located. It is famous for its Tang Dynasty sculptures and is also a Buddhist temple. There are not many people on weekdays.

This place is relatively remote, and the mountains are lush with trees. It is a good place to escape the heat in summer. You can go into the Thousand Buddha Caves of the temple. When Yang Yiyu was in high school, he often skipped classes with his classmates to come here to the Thousand Buddha Caves to cool off. There was no entrance fee at that time, but now there is a fee to go up the mountain.

I don’t know why Ding Chan of the Shenzong chose the location at Fudiao Mountain, but Yang Yiyu didn’t think much about it. Since he came, he must save Liu Xiqi.

In his hand, he has the defensive talisman given by Lu Xuexi, which can withstand the attack of the late stage of foundation building, that is, the ninth level of innateness. If used well, it is not without amazing counterattack power, which makes him feel at ease.

In addition, with Lu Xuexi, a pseudo-master who is at the Jindan level and has the cultivation level of the first level of foundation building, he feels that he is still confident this time.

At the foot of the mountain, the gate was locked. Yang Yiyun and Lu Xuexi looked at each other, jumped up and went over the gate. After a few ups and downs, they went up the mountain.

After reaching the top of the mountain, Yang Yiyun’s spiritual consciousness was released. The next moment, his expression changed and he quickly retracted his spiritual consciousness.

Because he saw four people a hundred meters ahead in his spiritual consciousness, one of whom was a young man. He also sneered and exuded a powerful spiritual consciousness that was no worse than his own spiritual consciousness. The

collision of spiritual consciousness was the most dangerous, so Yang Yiyun had to retract it.

Among the four people seen in the spiritual consciousness, one was Liu Xiqi, who seemed to have only one breath left when lying in a pool of blood.

This made Yang Yiyun’s heart suddenly furious, and he flew up with a long roar and ran straight ahead.

Liu Xiqi in the spiritual consciousness had obviously been tortured, and next to the young man who looked to be in his twenties were two old men in their sixties, and the three of them had a stronger aura than the other.

The two old men were innate at the fourth and fifth levels, while the young man was innate at the third level.

It seems that the two old men have strong cultivation, but from the position they are standing, it seems that the majority are young people.

Without asking, Yang Yiyun knows that the young man should be the demon of the Divine Sect mentioned by Wu Nan – Ding Chan, who ranks ninth on the Xiantian Theory List.

According to Wu Nan, each of the ten demons on the Xiantian Theory List has the strength to fight across levels.

So Yang Yiyun saw that Ding Chan was at the third level of Xiantian, but he did not despise him at all.

Seeing that Liu Xiqi was angry, he was angry, but he was very alert and did not take it lightly.

It is very likely that Ding Chan, who ranks ninth among the ten demons, is obviously at the third level of Xiantian, but his real combat power may be the fifth or sixth level, or even higher?

This is similar to him.

Yang Yiyun knows that although he is at the first level of foundation building or comparable to the first level of Xiantian, he can be comparable to the fifth and sixth levels of Xiantian with the help of magic and the powerful mental power of ordinary people, plus the dragon scales nurtured in the dantian, etc.

This is the same

for Ding Chan. What kind of strength Ding Chan has can only be known after the battle.

The moment he flew up, he said to Lu Xuexi: “Find a chance to save people first.”

“I know~” Lu Xuexi nodded in reply. She had a powerful spiritual consciousness of the Golden Core Realm, so she naturally knew the situation of Ding Chan and others a hundred meters away, and was prepared.

In an instant, Yang Yiyun used the Wind Control Technique to fly to the top of Ding Chan and others’ heads. The true energy on his palm gathered, and he slapped Ding Chan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, with a Sky-Splitting Palm.

As for Ding Chan, after seeing Yang Yiyun’s palm strike, the contempt on his face was put away, and he said to himself: “He has some Taoism, but it’s not good enough.”

While speaking, he casually threw a punch, and the powerful true energy gathered on his fist, forming a huge fist of true energy, which suddenly met Yang Yiyun’s Sky-Splitting Palm.

“Boom~”

After a loud noise, Yang Yiyun’s palm was dissolved by Ding Yang’s punch.

Yang Yiyun’s pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was pounding.

I thought that he was called the top ten powerful monsters on the Xiantian Theory List, but I didn’t expect it to be so powerful.

Seeing Ding Chan’s casual punch just now dissolving the strongest palm of his Qi-transforming palm, Yang Yiyun knew that today’s matter might not end well.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind, waved his hands, and two drops of blood appeared on his fingertips, and roared: “The sky is above, the earth is below, the witch should establish the heaven and the earth, the blood is the guide, the fire spell, burn ~ the blood is the guide, the earth spell, start ~”

In an instant, Yang Yiyun cast the fire and earth spells of the witchcraft blood spell. These small spells have been cast since he successfully built his foundation, but the earth spell was used for the first time, and he didn’t know how effective it would be.

Yang Yiyun didn’t have much hope for the attack. The earth spell only mobilized the earth to tie up the place, and it didn’t have much attack power.

Two drops of blood, the fire drop went straight to Ding Chan, and Yang Yiyun activated it three feet in front of Ding Chan. In an instant, the small drop of blood turned into a fireball with a diameter of half a meter.

The other drop of the earth attribute blood curse fell directly into the soil three meters away from Ding Chan, causing the earth to tremble. In the violent vibration, barbs emerged from the soil and stabbed Ding Chan directly.

After Yang Yiyu’s two drops of blood were released, Ding Chan’s face finally became solemn and he put away his contempt. He had never taken Yang Yiyu’s investigation seriously.

This time he came to avenge his little tree Ding Yang, and to seek the Peiyuan Pill on Yang Yiyu’s body. Peiyuan Pill is also a recognized elixir in the entire ancient martial arts world, and everyone wants it.

Originally, he wanted to go directly to Yang Yiyu’s hometown to settle accounts with Yang Yiyu, but after Ding Chan entered Jiuzhou this morning, he was invited by Qingcheng Yuanchenzi. He listened to Qingcheng Yuanchenzi’s advice and took a shortcut. It was the easiest way to deal with Yang Yiyu and catch his friend Liu Xiqi.

Originally, Ding Chan would not have done so according to his pride, but another demon of the same level in Qingcheng also participated in it, saying that Yang Yiyu not only had Peiyuan Dan, but according to Qingcheng’s investigation, Yang Yiyu had other things more precious than Peiyuan Dan.

Ding Chan believed this after Yang Yiyu performed the palm method. Now facing the two drops of blood essence suddenly performed by Yang Yiyu, one drop turned into a hot fireball, and the other drop fell into the soil and had barbs, which made Ding Chan more convinced. The

two drops of blood essence performed by Yang Yiyu were magical. In Ding Chan’s view, it was the art of magical power, which was the most mysterious thing in every ancient sect. The

art of magical power was almost available in every sect, but it was very rare. This was the secret art that ancient warriors dreamed of, and everyone wanted to get it.

The reason why Ding Chan was able to enter the Xiantian Theory List and become one of the top ten demons was because of the art of magical power.

The ancient warriors of Jiuzhou have almost a long history, and have been searching for the secret art of magical power for thousands of years. This secret is only known by some ancient sects.

Mastering the magic skills means becoming the king and the overlord, becoming an immortal in the eyes of ordinary people, and being able to explore the realm above the innate.

Therefore, the magic skills are what all ancient warriors want to get.

According to someone in Qingcheng, Yang Yiyu has the magic skills. At first, Ding Chan didn’t believe it, but now he believes it.

Putting away his contempt, facing the fireballs and barbs in the soil, Ding Chan was not afraid, but full of excitement.

He must get the elixir and magic skills on Yang Yiyu.

And he knew that he had to act quickly. The local people in Qingcheng tipped him off and provided him with information. It was not out of kindness. Maybe they were hiding in the dark waiting to be the oriole.

Thinking of this, Ding Chan snorted coldly and suddenly let out an inhuman long roar: “Roar~”

With a long roar, Ding Chan’s mouth emitted a wind force that could be seen by the naked eye.

He blew Yang Yiyu’s fireball to the side and easily dodged it.

Then he stamped his foot again, and the ground shook with a rumbling sound, and a wave of true energy emanated from under his feet.

Under Ding Chan’s foot, the barbs of soil broke into pieces and shattered.

Ding Chan smiled sinisterly, thinking that Yang Yiyun had magical skills but could not exert their true power. Only people like him who had innate blood could master such magical skills and exert their power to the maximum.

Yang Yiyun saw that his blood curse was easily resolved by Ding Chan, and his face suddenly turned ugly. He did not expect Ding Chan to be so powerful. Just when Yang Yiyun was

stunned, Ding Chan took a step forward with a sneer and punched him in the face.

The speed was fast, accurate and fierce, and there was no time to dodge. In a hurry, Yang Yiyun circulated his whole body of true energy and punched him.

“Bang~”

“Crack~”

After the blows collided, Yang Yiyun retreated four or five steps and stopped, his face pale. The bones of his wrist were broken by Ding Chan’s powerful force.

“Strong enemy~”

This was the answer Yang Yiyun gave in his mind.

(End of this chapter)