The real body of Yun Jie by the Yuanyangzhu River, after his neck was broken by the green shirt, his body dissipated on the spot and turned into a purple talisman with white and gold words slowly falling down.
Chen Pingan reached out and pinched the rare life-saving talisman on his fingertips. It was purple and white in color, and the treasure light was flowing. Chen Pingan did not put it into his sleeve, but shook his wrist gently and shattered it with martial arts energy.
I looked around, but there was no trace of the cloud for the time being.
It seems that this Middle-earth immortal is not very good at fighting, but very good at escaping.
The means of attack are weaker than those of Wanyao Sect Immortal Han Yushu.
On the battlefield on the river in the distance, Chen Ping'an now learned and used the "Flower Bloom" technique from Wu Shuangjiang. It was more similar in appearance and only three to four points in spirit. However, Chen Ping'an used the Shrinking Earth Talisman.
The "petals" of the green-shirted guest in bloom of the lotus are actually shukudi talismans, equivalent to temporary ferries, which can be used by Chen Ping'an to reverse the landscape and change positions at will.
Therefore, on the water surface of a large river in Yuanyangzhu, seventy or eighty people in green shirts are standing on the water, which is quite spectacular.
All the young sword immortals have bright eyebrows and are wearing blue shirts, long coats, cloth shoes, big sleeves swaying, and they are elegant and elegant.
As for Immortal Yun Jie, who suffered a great loss, when he sacrificed the substitute talisman, he had already put away the dharma image and did not know where he was hiding.
But it certainly didn't go far.
The yellow paper talismans that Chen Pingan had shaken out from one of his sleeves had been smashed by the huge waves on the shore. Each talisman was shattered. The aura of the talisman overflowed and spread everywhere. The strands of spiritual energy seemed to be pulling.
He took out a fishing net and the fish he wanted to catch was none other than the immortal.
Chen Ping'an has used this method of casting a wide net with a large number of talismans to examine the details of the battlefield many times on the Sword Qi Great Wall battlefield, and has become quite skilled at it.
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.
found it.
His mind moved slightly, and a sword light shot out quickly.
From the shore of Yuanyangzhu, we passed more than ten miles of waterway.
The sword light pointed to the hiding place of Immortal Yun Tie's real body. After the Immortal fled away from Yuanyangzhu Island, he used a blinding method. Only a few traces of "detours" in the spiritual energy of the talisman revealed Yun Tie's traces.
A white-clothed immortal appeared on the river, holding a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in one hand, showing his immortal demeanor. In the other hand, he held a snow-white bronze mirror. The mirror suddenly brightened like daylight, radiating with rays of light. In front of the mirror, there were circles of ancient mirror inscriptions.
, was manifested into layers of landscape restrictions by the unique secret method of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, with the innermost layer of purple text starting with "Holding a Mirror Purple Clear" and ending with "Beheading Hundreds of Spirits", connected from beginning to end, like a dragon entrenched.
, with bright red runes in the center, three fire dragons spinning rapidly, each holding a pearl, and the outermost circle of ancient mirror inscriptions is a rain-praying formula carved on the mountain gate of Jiuzhenxianguan cliff, with a layer of treasure halo.
Such as the mouth of a well.
The sword light from Yuanyangzhu was a straight line, and it arrived in an instant. Immortal Yunqiao raised his arms high, silently reciting the Taoist formula in his heart, and held a precious mirror to face the enemy.
The first inscription on the treasure mirror, the formation restriction was instantly shattered. Yun Jie frowned slightly and looked at it intently. It was indeed a natal flying sword, all white.
The three fire dragons in the second circle were still spinning rapidly in a circle. The orb held by one of the fire dragons suddenly had a crack.
But the flying sword's forward momentum was like breaking bamboo. After breaking through the first layer of landscape restrictions, it finally showed a trace of stagnation, and Yun Zhe felt slightly calm.
Yun Jie hid behind the light of the treasure mirror and took a breath. The purple smoke curled up and condensed into a five-color rope, and the vision of the treasure disappeared in a flash.
It is one of the foundations of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's establishment on the mountain. It is an ancestral magical power of "binding ghosts and gods with sky ropes" and is also known as the "sword-catching skill". Yunqi's preaching teacher, the Ascension Realm Patriarch, is famous.
Tu, this technique has made great achievements, and it has caused many unruly sword immortals to suffer.
When the flying sword is completely hovering, or when the opponent sees a bad opportunity and wants to withdraw it, Yun Jie will let this bold sword cultivator experience what it feels like to have the flying sword captured, and then refine the soul to crush the sword's heart.
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Yun Jie always felt that the dozens of green-shirted visitors behind him would be in the way, so a Yin God wearing a soldier's golden black armor came out of his body to travel far away, took away the white jade Ganoderma lucidum, turned around, the Yin God held the Ganoderma lucidum, and gently moved towards the river.
With one finger, the river was surging under his feet, and there was a magnificent scene of a dragon drawing water. Then a green trace appeared on the white jade Ganoderma lucidum. The Yunqiao Yin Shen in golden armor used Ganoderma lucidum to shoot at the guests in green clothes.
For a time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the clouds were densely covered. With Yunzaoyin as the center of the circle, within a radius of more than ten miles in Yuanyangzhu, day suddenly became like night.
On the surface of the river, as if Yin soldiers were crossing the river, a cavalry army gathered together with heroic spirits and ghosts appeared. They were all condensed by the water transport, clad in blue armor, and rode the waves downstream. They were full of evil spirit and powerful as thunder.
Although it is an army of Yin soldiers with strong water transport, the atmosphere is not dirty. After all, Jiuzhen Immortal Hall is a prestigious immortal sect, not some evil heretic with no taboos.
The orbs held by the three fire dragons have been shattered, and only the last layer of the landscape formation is left in the mirror. However, Yun Jie no longer holds the object with one hand, but puts his hands behind his back, looking very calm and relaxed, as if he is sure of the flying sword.
We are already at the end of our strength and cannot break the restriction of the immortal weapons of the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion’s mountain-holding treasure.
The immortal in white clothes wears a high crown on his head, his temples are flying, and his Taoism is pure and strange.
Let’s just say it looks great.
No wonder the Qi practitioners of Jiuzhenxian Pavilion are praised as the ghosts in the mountains by many landscape newspapers. Because there are many ancient plums and orchids planted in Jiuzhenxian Pavilion, the male Qi practitioners are often called Plum Fairy, and the women are often called Plum Fairy.
Known as Master Lan.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the Yin soldiers charging towards him on the river.
The Yin Shen travels far away, feeling a little envious.
Chen Ping'an thought silently in his heart, "The flowers will bloom again."
Eighty-one guests in green shirts, each divided into three.
With a large river as the battlefield, the two armies faced each other, but there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.
On the bank of Yuanyangzhu, not far from the green-shirted swordsman, three mountain monks, including Liuxiazhou Immortal Qinzao, stood side by side.
To be honest, the three of them were quite surprised when the other party appeared here. Qin Zao moved first and chose to stay ten feet away from that person.
At this moment, Qin Zao glanced at the elusive blue-robed swordsman, and laughed with his two friends beside him from his heart: "This fight will make Yun Qi's body hurt."
Strictly nodded and said: "This talisman is precious, and it will hurt. In a normal fight, even if you encounter an immortal in the same realm, Yun Jie will not sacrifice this talisman."
It was a big talisman on the mountain that had been enshrined in the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's Patriarch Hall for many years, and it was called the Zizhi Bailuan Escape Talisman.
It is said that the old patriarch of the Immortal Hall entered the Ascension Realm. When he came out of seclusion, the talisman was given to him by a certain Taoist ancestor of the Immortal lineage. He climbed the mountain to celebrate and observe the ceremony in his early years. After the Ascension Ancestor died and the Tao disappeared, this talisman was passed down.
Qin Zao asked: "Fellow Taoist Tian Ni, have you ever seen the foundation of this swordsman's cultivation?"
The old monk who was called Tian Ni shook his head and said, "I can't tell. It's just that his body is incredibly tough and he is indeed difficult to deal with."
If the monks on the mountain were to fight against sword cultivators or pure martial artists, they would mostly rely on endless spells and techniques, and rely on their hard work to accumulate advantages bit by bit.
Attack magic weapons, defensive magical powers, concealment methods, and mysterious escape methods are all indispensable.
Chen Pingan turned to look at the three people and said with a smile: "Is the show good?"
Qin Zao smiled slightly and pretended not to hear.
Sword Immortal has a bad temper, so just ignore him.
Otherwise, Qin Zao will take action? Two immortals fighting a swordsman? Even if they win, the reputation will be bad if word spreads. If they lose, it will be over, and a lifetime of fame will be ruined.
Strictly nodded to the swordsman.
I wouldn't want to quarrel with such a confused swordsman because of a mediocre Yun Jie.
The true form of the green-robed swordsman was still standing on the same spot, raising his hands, folding them in front of him, tapping the palms of his hands lightly with the back of his hands, looking very casual.
Just when Yun Zhe was about to show his Dharma appearance again, he couldn't let the green-shirted swordsman just rely on a flying sword and some weird clones to be able to discuss Taoism with an immortal like an outsider watching from the sidelines.
Yun Jie's heart strings tightened instantly, and he stepped very quickly.
Another natal treasure was sacrificed, which was the Jade Book of the Divine Sky from the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.
Stepping on the seven stars, the gods and immortals will fly together to the Jade Capital. The jade books in the divine sky will rise up into the scenery, and they will live in the Purple Garden forever.
On the river surface at the foot of Yun Jie, bursts of purple energy appeared, and a white jade fairy book emerged, so that the entire river surface of more than a hundred feet nearby fell instantly and surged towards both sides of the river bank.
In an instant, Yun Zhe's true body was able to enter a mysterious and mysterious "water and cloud body" state.
A silent flying sword passed through the side of Yun Zhe's neck.
This green flying sword with a strange trajectory only dragged out a little green sword light from the neck of Yun Zhe's "Shuiyun Body", and then disappeared again.
In Yunqi's eyes, at the heart, and in the key acupoints, a green flying sword shuttled back and forth. Soon, countless sword air flow fireflies had completely wrapped around the Yunshui body of an immortal.
Yun Jie still didn't dare to sacrifice the "colorful rope" without authorization.
Because the first flying sword seemed to have been hiding its clumsiness before, and was pulled by the sword fairy's mind. A burst of energy suddenly surged, and it actually broke through the last formation.
The flying sword struck the mirror.
First there was a ding-dong sound, clear and melodious, resounding across both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
Then there was the sound like a nail slowly scratching a bluestone, which made people feel some instinctive scalp trouble.
Yun Jie raised a hand and held it on the mirror.
The flying sword collided with such force that Yun Jie slid back several feet on the water surface.
Yun Jie sneered in his heart. The next time the flying sword hit the mirror, waves of water ripples appeared on the mirror, and the flying sword was instantly imprisoned in the mirror's water patterns.
Yun Jie finally used the five-color rope, like an ancient vine wrapped around a tree, to tie up the flying sword.
Qi practitioners all over the world have put in a lot of effort and thought in order to restrain their sword cultivators.
Even if Yu Xuan was a talisman who traveled down the mountain when he was young, he had to carefully refine hundreds of small sword talismans to defend himself before he was willing to go out.
To be continued...