[Chapter 461 Immortal Weapon]
With the support of strong mental power, plus the connection between Yang Yiyu and the Dragon Slaying Sword, he could fly freely with a thought. Flying with the blessing of the magic weapon was like wind and light.
In a flash, he arrived at the side of Zhan Qingren. Yang smiled and said, “Brother Zhan Yaonie, go to the front and wait first, haha~”
Zhan Qingren first walked in the air step by step, leaving Yang Yiyu behind. He sneered in his heart. Yang Yiyu pretended to be cool. Comparing speed with him was simply asking for trouble. Everyone in the ancient martial arts world didn’t know that their Kunlun Yuxu Step was famous in the ancient martial arts world and was the fastest. Who
knew that Yang Yiyu suddenly appeared beside him and spoke, which scared him. He glanced and saw that Yang Yiyu was actually stepping on a huge sword.
Flying with a sword?
Surpassing the innate?
Two thoughts suddenly popped up in Zhan Qingren’s mind.
He was really shocked by Yang Yiyun’s flirtatiousness, but Zhan Qingren thought about it and realized that it was impossible. Yang Yiyun’s realm was only the primary level of the ninth level of the innate realm. He was very sure of this.
As for flying with a sword, Zhan Qingren thought of a terrible idea. Yang Yiyun’s flying sword was beyond the existence of a magic weapon. Only the legendary magic weapon could fly with a sword.
It was clearly recorded in the Kunlun Secret Book that the immortal weapon that surpassed the magic weapon had the ability to fly with a sword.
So Yang Yiyun did not surpass the innate cultivation, but possessed an immortal weapon that surpassed the level of a magic weapon.
Immortal weapon~
How the hell is this possible?
Zhan Qingren watched Yang Yiyun fly past him and disappeared, and immediately cursed: “Are you cheating?”
When Zhan Qingren chased him and landed on the top of the mountain, Yang Yiyun was already standing on the boulder with a smile.
“Give me the 500 innate crystals that Zhan Yaoe promised~” He stretched out his hand to ask for it.
“You… you are cheating~” Zhan Qingren’s face was gloomy. Yang Yiyu had a fairy weapon that surpassed the level of divine weapons. Even if he had ten of them, he couldn’t catch up with them.
Yang Yiyu grinned: “What? You want to deny it? I cheated like this? We didn’t say anything beforehand. Anyway, it was just speed. I was faster than you and reached the top of the mountain before you. You don’t have to admit it. I will go to the ancient martial arts world and say that Kunlun Zhan Qingren is a dishonest person…”
“Stop, isn’t it just 500 innate crystals? I, Zhan Qingren, can afford it, but I don’t have that much on me. I will give it to you later. Here are 100 first~” Zhan Qingren’s face was dark. He took out a small brocade bag from his arms and threw it to Yang Yiyu while speaking.
Yang Yiyu smiled and took it. He scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that it was no more, no less, and better than 100: “You still owe me 400 innate crystals. Write me an IOU when you leave.”
Zhan Qingren’s face was almost wet.
Shame~!
But he was a man of one and two. No matter how hard Yang Yiyun tried, he won and he lost. He had to admit that he had brought a hundred crystals with him before he left. Yang Yiyun asked him to write an IOU, which was really annoying. He
took a deep breath and looked at Yang Yiyun with a dark face and said, “The speed depends on the flying sword. Let’s have a fight with a book~”
After losing a game, Zhan Qingren wanted to regain his face in terms of strength.
“I’m afraid of you~” To be honest, Yang Yiyun really wanted to fight with Zhan Qingren, to weigh the weight of Kunlun, the evildoer, and to test his own strength to see what the current situation was. After
practicing to the ninth level of the foundation-building period, he could kill the innate ninth level primary in seconds and overpower the innate ninth level intermediate. He had never reached his limit, and Zhan Qingren happened to be the right target.
In Yang Yiyun’s eyes, although Zhan Qingren was an innate ninth level intermediate, he himself was comparable to the innate ninth level primary. The difference between the two was half a level, but Yang Yiyun was really not afraid of Zhan Qingren.
Since Zhan Qingren asked for a fight, he was more than happy to do so. On the contrary, it was nominally a competition, but it was a life-and-death fight.
On the other hand, after arriving here, Yang Yiyu did not find the figure of the old man Jiuxian. Since he was not there, he might as well fight with Zhan Qingren first.
It was a good opportunity to hone his skills by fighting with the genius of the contemporary ancient martial arts world.
The next moment, Zhan Qingren sneered and took a step forward and punched Yang Yiyu.
“Hmph~”
Yang Yiyu snorted coldly and also raised his fist to hit him.
“Bang~”
There was a dull sound.
The two retreated three steps each, and their eyes lit up.
Zhan Qingren looked at Yang Yiyu with full fighting spirit. Just now, he tried to fight with him and found that Yang Yiyu’s body was not only full of true energy, but also his physical strength was not inferior to his own at all, and even had the posture of a powerful country.
Zhan Qingren was a master who had been tempering his physical body in a medicinal bath since he was three years old. He had always been quite confident in his physical body, but today he met Yang Yiyu, which made him feel like he had met a worthy opponent.
Then Zhan Qingren roared and raised his fist again, thinking about who had the stronger body. He had been tempering his body in medicinal baths since he was a child, and he was really not afraid of anyone, let alone losing to anyone in terms of physical strength.
Yang Yiyu was also secretly surprised. At this time, he was at the fourth level of the Vajra body. After a head-on collision with Zhan Qingren, he found that Zhan Qingren’s physical strength was no less than his. He
thought to himself: “I really underestimated this kid. It seems that the foundation of the ancient sect is really not as simple as imagined. He was proud of his Vajra body and the Qiankun Body Tempering Technique in the Qiankun Pot, thinking that it was the world’s first-class body tempering technique.
I didn’t expect that Zhan Qingren, the leader of the ancient martial arts world, would also be surprised by his physical strength. What
Yang Yiyu didn’t know was that Zhan Qingren had been tempering his body in medicinal baths since he was a child, while he had only been practicing his body for two years.
With narrowed eyes, he clenched his fists and went forward.
“Bang, bang, bang~”
The two of them had a good understanding. No one used the power of true qi. They relied on pure physical strength to compete.
In the fist-to-flesh confrontation, in a short moment, the two exchanged hundreds of punches and then separated again.
Zhan Qingren’s Shuangquan was shaking.
Yang Yiyu’s fists did not shake, but there was blood on them and the skin was broken by the collision.
“You are not bad, I lose this round.” After seeing the blood on his head, Yang Yiyu knew that he was a little behind Zhan Qingren in terms of physical strength.
“You don’t have to give in. This round is a tie. Although my skin is not broken, my Shuangquan is numb. You are less than 30 years old and you practiced later than me. If we practiced at the same time, you are stronger than me in the physical body.” As proud as Zhan Qingren is, he will never take advantage of others.
Yang Yiyu heard this sentence, but it was a joy. Although Zhan Qingren was proud from the bottom of his heart, he was upright and honest, which changed Yang Yiyu’s concept of him.
“There is no order in cultivation. If you are strong, you are strong. What’s the order of time? I lose this round.” Yang Yiyu was also an arrogant person. How could he accept the words of Zhanqingren?
“Humph~”
Zhanqingren snorted coldly: “Yang Fengmo, let me see your true ability~”
As he spoke, Zhanqingren attacked again. This time, he slapped out a palm, and the huge true energy was circulated. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated strongly, driving the dust and leaves within three meters around him. It seemed that he was just a simple palm. He slapped Yang Yiyu.
The physical body must be strong, and now he is serious. Try your real ability.
Yang Yiyu also slapped out a palm. He knew that Zhanqingren was serious, and he was looking forward to it.
“Zhantian Palm~”
A huge palm formed and hit Zhanqingren directly.
“Boom~”
The two palms faced each other, and a roar rose up, and the dust within ten meters around was flying.
At this time, everyone’s face was condensed. Yang Yiyu felt that the true energy in Zhanqingren’s body was not inferior to him, and even stronger.
Zhan Qingren also watched Yang Yiyu respond with all his strength. This Yang Yiyu was indeed quite capable.
“Dragon out of the sea~”
“Sky-splitting palm~”
The two figures were in a cave in the dust, hitting each other one after another.
“Boom boom boom~”
The sound of earth-shattering noises resounded on the top of the mountain, and a vacuum zone of more than ten meters appeared on the entire mountain top, and the grass, trees, sand and stones were razed to the ground.
In the one-hit-to-one fight, both sides became more and more frightened, and both sighed at the strength of the other, but also became more and more happy.
No one lost to the other.
At a certain moment, the two fell on a boulder, and Zhan Qingren roared, took a step up to the sky, flew into the air, and then roared: “Kunlun Overturning Seal~” While speaking, Zhan Qingren formed a strange gesture with his hand, stood upside down, and slapped Yang Yiyu on the head.
Yang Yiyu’s eyes narrowed. He knew that Zhan Qingren had used his ultimate move, but he was no pushover. The true fire in his body circulated, and flames instantly appeared on his body. He circulated his inner and outer Qiankun skills and shouted: “The true energy takes shape and the Qiankun merges into one~”
This was his realization of the Three Palms in One, a move that combined the Heaven-shaking Palm, the Heaven-opening Palm, and the Heaven-crackling Palm.
“Boom~”
“Crack~”
There was a reverberation first, followed by the sound of smaller boulders exploding.
A huge boulder as big as a house exploded.
Yang Yiyu jumped off the boulder. Zhan Qingren stood on the other side.
Dust was flying all over the sky, blood was flowing from the corner of Yang Yiyu’s mouth, and Zhan Qingren’s left palm was also bleeding and dripping to the ground.
At this moment, in the dust, between the two people, at the place where the boulder exploded, an exasperated voice sounded.
“You’re so pissed off at me. Are you going to let me sleep? You’re such a jerk~”
(End of this chapter)
