[Chapter 497 Everyone is confused]
Yang Yiyun took the lead in attacking Mu Daoran. He did not look at him anymore because he knew that the key to fighting with Mu Daoran was to establish his authority at the Xiantian Dao Conference.
More and more people were watching. Yang Yiyun had already felt many powerful auras. If he did not take down Mu Daoran, he might be attacked by the crowd next. Of course, he
had not forgotten his old rivals, Shenzong and Yinyuemen. Yang Yiyun was sure that the people from Shenzong and Yinyuemen would definitely attack him.
So he had to take down Mu Daoran first to make an example of him, so that the people from Shenzong and Yinyuemen would not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, the people from the three sects would unite to besiege him, which would be bad. The true
energy of the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand was running. After a thought, the mysterious sword energy was also stored and ready to be launched. With a roar, he chopped down Mu Daoran with a sword.
Mu Daoran also narrowed his eyes and waved a pair of Wu Gou in his hands. Suddenly, a fire python and a cold python formed a python, one cold and one hot, and rushed towards Yang Yiyun.
As soon as the fire python emerged from the Wu Gou, some people who were watching closely felt a huge wave appearing and could not help but retreat.
The cold python moved close to the ground, and the soil instantly froze wherever it passed.
This was the attribute of Mu Daoran’s top-grade magic weapon, and it was enough to make people’s scalps numb just by looking at it.
“This is…” It was the first time someone saw a fire python and an ice python appear in a magic weapon.
“What kind of magical power is that…?”
“I’ve heard that Senior Mu Daoran has a top-grade magic weapon in his hand that can transform into a human form with his true essence. Today I see that it’s true.”
“Fengmo Yang is in danger…”
…
On the Kunlun side, Ling Xuzi shook his head and said after seeing the situation on the field, “This little Yang Yiyu is in danger~”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xuzi’s eyes condensed and he exclaimed, “No, Yang Yiyu’s sword energy seems to be no worse than Mu Daoran’s Water and Fire Python~”
“Great Elder, I am sure that Yang Yiyu’s sword energy is deeper. His sword energy seems to be even more powerful than that of the Ancient Sword Soul.”
“That’s right~”
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On the Emei side, an old woman stared at the field and said to the woman wearing a hat beside her, “Ying’er, be careful in the future. If you go against Yang Yiyu, be careful of the sword in his hand.”
“Master, is it possible that Yang Yiyu’s sword energy is even more powerful than Mu Danran’s Water and Fire Python?” asked the woman wearing a bamboo hat.
The old woman laughed and said, “It was natural at that time. In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Yiyu’s sword energy was ordinary and looked no different from ordinary sword energy, while Mu Daoran’s water and fire python was extremely powerful. Many people thought that Mu Danran was powerful.
Little did they know that the more plain and ordinary things were, the more they could kill people without showing off. Yang Yiyu’s ancient sword energy was better than the general ancient sword soul energy, while Mu Daoran’s magic weapon attributes were not as good as the ancient sword soul energy. However, it also depends on Yang Yiyu’s fighting methods. It is not easy to fight against the shrewd Mu Daoran.”
“So that’s how it is. Thank you for your guidance, Ying’er has taken note.” Under the bamboo hat, a pair of phoenix eyes flashed with brilliance and stared at Yang Yiyu’s figure in the field, as if trying to see through him.
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Across the valley, the old monk and the young monk also stood in the distance, pointing at the battle between Yang Yiyu and Mu Daoran.
The old monk was wearing a tattered cassock and holding a wine gourd in his hand. He asked the young monk while drinking wine, “Disciple, let me test you. Do you think Yang Yiyu’s sword energy is stronger, or Mu Daoran’s?”
The young monk touched his fair bald head, flicked his fingers to remove the dust on his spotless white cassock, then snatched the wine gourd from the old monk’s hand, took a sip and said, “Old monk, can you please not put water in the wine gourd, but put some real wine in it?”
“Amitabha, I am a monk, can I sober up? Drinking clean water is good for your health. Just imagine it as wine, and the clean water in your stomach is the wine.” The old monk said to the young monk.
The young monk rolled his eyes: “Stop it, you can use this to lie to others, you still say quit drinking? Why didn’t you say quitting sex when you were peeping at the widow bathing down the mountain?”
“Ahem cough~” The old monk suddenly coughed, then said with a dark face: “If you are not the possible reincarnation of the great Buddhist master mentioned by the old host, your master really wants to slap you to death. In the future, we will discuss this when there is no one around. After all, I am your master.”
“Haha, I want to tell you, if you are not my nominal master, I also want to slap you to death~” The young monk laughed and mocked.
The conversation between the two weird masters made the group of monks around them laugh, but none of them dared to laugh, and they all looked like they were used to it.
“Let’s get back to the point, tell me, is Yang Yiyu’s ancient sword stronger? Or is Mu Daoran’s magic weapon more powerful?” The old monk took a deep breath and changed the subject. He was afraid that if he continued to talk, he would be angry with this traitor and vomit blood.
“I’m not interested in answering. You’ll know after you see it yourself~” The young monk threw the wine gourd filled with water in his hand to the old monk, and looked at the field with a gleam in his eyes, and ignored the old monk.
“You… this traitor~” The old monk looked helpless at the young monk.
This pair of master and apprentice who are not like master and apprentice are really two extremes.
The master is dressed in a rotten cassock, very sloppy, with a wine gourd filled with water, and calls the apprentice ancestor.
The apprentice is just the opposite of the master, dressed in white clothes that are whiter than snow, and calls the master old monk.
It’s really a pair of weird masters and apprentices, a pair of weird monks.
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In the field, Yang Yiyu’s Xuanhuang sword energy and Mu Daoran’s water and fire python sword energy collided.
“Boom boom boom~”
A dull explosion sounded!
Everyone saw that Yang Yiyu’s silver-white sword energy disappeared in an instant under the attack of Mu Daoran’s water and fire python.
In an instant, Mu Daoran’s water and fire python sword energy rushed to three meters in front of Yang Yiyu.
“It’s over~ Yang Fengmo is finished~!”
“I didn’t expect Mu Daoran’s water and fire python sword energy to be so powerful~”
“Isn’t it? Yang Fengmo’s sword energy looks powerful, but it turns out to be a show.”
“This time Yang Yiyu is going to lose~”
The onlookers talked about it.
Wudang Qianjue and others also changed their faces.
Feng Tianya and several Yunmen casual cultivators also changed their colors.
Wu Moqiu, who was hiding in the dark, was anxious and flew towards Yang Yiyu immediately.
In everyone’s eyes, Mu Daoran’s water and fire python was three meters in front of Yang Yiyu, but Yang Yiyu’s face did not change at all, his body did not move and stood there, and he did not know how to dodge.
He looked like he was scared silly.
Many people were worried about Yang Yiyu.
Of course, only a few old monsters from several major sects in the distance had the opposite expression to most people.
Ling Xuzi of Kunlun muttered: “My goodness, this kid’s sword energy is beyond my imagination~”
The old woman of Emei stared at the scene and said: “What kind of sword energy is it that is even stronger than the sword energy of the ancient sword spirit?” The old monk
drank the clear water in the wine gourd and said: “Yang Yiyu is indeed a monster. Disciple, you can avoid making enemies with Yang Yiyu. Anyway, don’t make enemies. At first, I thought that this kid was backed by the butcher Lei Zhenzi of Kunlun. Now it seems that his own strength is not weak~” The little monk
snorted coldly and said: “Do you need to say whether to make enemies or not? I will beat him up if I don’t like him.”
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In addition to the few old monsters hiding in the distance to watch the excitement, one person also discovered the power of Yang Yiyu’s sword energy.
This person is the person involved – Mu Daoran.
As the person involved, Mu Daoran is very familiar with the power and everything of his water and fire python.
The sword energy clash with Yang Yiyu, on the surface it seemed that Mu Daoran’s water and fire python swallowed Yang Yiyu’s sword energy in an instant.
But in fact, what Mu Daoran felt was that Yang Yiyu’s sword energy was exerting its power in his water and fire python.
It cut his water and fire python inch by inch.
This made Mu Daoran look ugly. He didn’t expect Yang Yiyu to be so powerful, or in other words, the ancient sword in Yang Yiyu’s hand would exceed his imagination.
Only Yang Yiyu knew in his heart that as his cultivation level improved to the level of the ninth level of the ancient warrior, the power of the Xuanhuang sword energy he exerted would naturally be much stronger than before.
He also knew very well what kind of damage his Xuanhuang sword energy had done to Mu Daoran’s water and fire python.
So Yang Yiyu’s face did not change at all as he watched the water and fire python that suddenly rushed three meters in front of him without moving.
At this time, Yang Yiyun felt that Wu Moqiu, who was invisible, was coming in a hurry. He sent a voice to Wu Moqiu with his spiritual consciousness, saying, “Qiu’er, don’t panic. Everything is under control.”
After that, he gently uttered a word: “Disperse~”
As Yang Yiyun closed his mouth with the word “disperse”, the water and fire python that had already impacted three inches in front of him instantly turned into fragments.
At the same time, a thought reached his ears, and he gave the insect hidden in his ears an attack order.
He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Mu Daoran.
What many people saw outside the venue was that Yang Yiyun was about to be swallowed by Mu Daoran’s water and fire python, because it was already three inches away from him and attached to his skin.
However, many people were shocked the next moment, but saw that Mu Daoran’s water and fire python was broken into pieces in an instant, and the whole body of the python burst out with dazzling silver light. Isn’t it the silver sword energy that Yang Yiyun had before?
Now everyone understood that it was not Mu Daoran who was powerful, but Yang Yiyun’s means were even better.
Look, Mu Daoran’s water and fire python disappeared.
“Puff~”
Mu Daoran vomited blood on the spot. Using the sword energy supernatural power among the best supernatural powers is not without cost, and there is a backlash force.
Just when the water and fire python disappeared, Yang Yiyu made another move, took a step forward, raised the Dragon Slaying Sword and stabbed Mu Daoran like lightning.
At this moment, no one saw that a small insect the size of a soybean flew out of Yang Yiyu’s ear and rushed towards Mu Daoran along Yang Yiyu’s sword energy.
Mu Daoran’s water and fire python sword energy was dissolved by Yang Yiyu, causing him to backfire and get injured. Seeing Yang Yiyu stabbing with a sword, he immediately snorted coldly and raised his sword to resist. He lost a bit in sword energy and was also backlashed, but it meant that he would lose his combat effectiveness.
Resisting defense is still possible.
Facing Yang Yiyu’s sword stab, Mu Daoran was not afraid at all. He raised the Wu Gou in his hand to resist. In his eyes, this kind of stabbing sword without any technical content can be resisted by raising his hand.
The next moment, the two people’s magic weapons collided.
“Boom~”
A dull sound.
“Puff~”
To everyone’s surprise, Yang Yiyu’s simple move made Mu Daoran spit blood and fly backwards. Even
the old monsters watching the battle from a distance were puzzled. Logically, Mu Daoran should be able to withstand Yang Yiyu’s sword.
But… the reality is that Mu Daoran vomited blood and flew backwards.
Only Yang Yiyu raised his mouth slightly, and summoned the insect back to his ear. The insect’s small body, without any spiritual fluctuations, and under the cover of sword energy, attacked Mu Daoran. Who could find it?
The attack was successful.
But everyone in the field was almost shocked.
(End of this chapter)
