"Elder Huang Jue invites you. Is there any reason why you shouldn't respond? Please!"
Wu Yan said with a smile. He knew that Huang Jue wanted to test his skills. If he didn't fight, she would not be at ease at all.
Either they are secretly looking for trouble with him, or they are looking for trouble with the Feitian Sect. Rather than doing this, it is better to challenge each other directly and find out the details of each other.
After finishing speaking, Wu Yan raised the spiritual sword in his hand, injected his true energy, a burst of flame, onto the long sword, and flew forward.
Huang Jue's face was solemn. She didn't expect that Wu Yan was not afraid of her ninth-level foundation cultivation at all, and he obviously knew a lot about her.
But I knew almost nothing about Wu Yan's affairs, so I was inevitably a little worried. It was normal to be cautious.
She waved her long whip very flexibly. After injecting the true energy, it seemed to be alive, swimming back and forth like a snake.
"when!"
When the long whip and the long knife collided, the air wave spread, not affecting the two of them at all, and they directly struggled together.
The air waves generated by the constant collision are getting stronger and stronger, spreading in the air like the surge of sea water, and constantly superimposing.
Fortunately, if the air wave spreads for a period of time, it will weaken accordingly. Otherwise, the air wave may continue to get stronger.
The surrounding monks were shocked to see it, and they all retreated.
The range of this attack is constantly increasing, and you may be hit by the attack. Once you are hit, the consequences will be disastrous. This is a battle between ninth-level monks.
"Are you actually a monk on the ninth level of foundation building?"
During the fight between the two, Huang Jue also realized that Wu Yan was on par with him and had reached the ninth level of foundation building. At this time, his expression changed drastically again, which was incredible.
"You are allowed to build the ninth level of foundation?"
Wu Yan didn't explain too much, nor did he avoid it. He was a monk on the ninth floor of the Foundation. There was no need to hide his clumsiness at this time. There was no harm in telling him. After all, he could see it.
As long as you are stronger, the Feitian Sect will be safer. If you are not strong, the Feitian Sect may be fully targeted by Suzaku Island.
Wu Yan was originally an eighth-level monk, but after entering the Feitian Sect, he has been in retreat. Su Mingfei provided him with delicious food and drinks, and there was never a shortage of resources for cultivating immortals, which also made his cultivation one step closer.
He had already reached the peak state of the eighth level of foundation building, but he was hit by the evil spirit of fire, which tortured him for a long time, otherwise he would have reached the ninth level of foundation building.
With his strength, before he was injured, his formation and strength were enough to kill a second-level peak monster.
Wang Youcheng was given two second-level peak demon pills. They were not purchased by him, but were obtained from the demon beasts he killed.
However, this fire evil spirit is also helpful to him, and it is not entirely harmful.
Although he was poisoned and tortured, fortunately he was a fire spirit root monk and practiced fire attribute techniques.
While the evil spirit of fire was torturing him, it was also condensing his true essence. This made him unable to use his powerful strength, but his true essence became stronger.
After Wang Youcheng absorbed the fire energy, he was no longer tortured by the fire energy, and his true energy was condensed.
After all these years of impact, he was able to break through the ninth level of Foundation Establishment in one fell swoop. His strength was even stronger than before when he normally broke through the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. It was also a blessing in disguise.
As the battle continued, the long whip grew longer and longer under Huang Jue's swing, like a long snake, surrounding Wu Yan inside.
The long knife in Wu Yan's hand was like a sharp knife. When it collided with the long whip, the long snake kept retreating, not daring to touch its edge.
At this time, the long whip moved faster, curved and swam continuously, driving the tail and began to twitch Wu Yan.
"bump!"
Wu Yan was also accustomed to the attack of this long whip. He used his long knife to collide with the long whip. The powerful attack power made his hand numb.
Wu Yan's expression changed slightly. It was not that he had never encountered each other before, but that was because he had the advantage.
But this time it was different. The power of the whip was much stronger than before, and now his long sword was no match for him.
He observed the appearance of the long whip and found that every twitch was made from the true energy that exerted force from the beginning, from the head of the whip, to the tail of the whip.
The speed is very fast, and after accumulating momentum, the attack power becomes very strong, and the whip is like an encirclement, surrounding him as the main force, as long as he keeps twitching.
He might be whipped to death by Huang Jue here. At this time, he realized the danger, and before he could think of a way, another whip came.
"bump!"
Wu Yan's back was twitched, and the second-order peak inner armor in his body, under the control of his true energy, resisted the attack of the whip.
But the whole person was vomiting blood and falling forward. This was caused by the impact of the whip, and Wu Yan's face became more solemn.
Huang Jue is worthy of being one of the four elders of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. This whipping technique looks very simple. I don't know if she got it herself or Yang Tian gave it to her.
At this moment, as Wu Yan was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, the faces of Su Mingfei and others also became nervous.
At this time, Tang Ming waved his hand, and a large number of monks flew in from the bottom of the water, from the island, and from a distance. They were all several foundation-building monks, leading a group of people.
There were ambushes in three ways: land, water and air. It seemed that Tang Ming had come prepared. He was worthy of being a think-tank on Suzaku Island.
But Su Mingfei was not afraid of stage fright. He also waved his hand, and a large number of monks suddenly appeared from the bottom of the water. They were all in the advanced stage of Qi training and above, and there were nearly ten foundation-building monks.
Judging from the number of people, there are more foundation-building monks than those commanded by Tang Ming. Although the Qi-training monks are not as good, the quality of the Qi-training monks is higher, and they are all monks in the late stage of Qi-training.
It wasn't that there weren't so many foundation-building monks on Zhuque Island, but that Tang Ming didn't bring so many foundation-building monks this time. He didn't expect that Feitian Sect would be so powerful.
He originally wanted to take advantage of Wu Yan's injury and Feitian Sect's morale plummeting, plus he currently had no opponent.
Because Feng Ping was injured after all, he built six levels of foundations and prepared an ambush, hoping to deal a fatal blow to the Feitian Sect at such a time.
"Heal your injuries well, and fight when you feel you can. Don't leave the root of your illness, and don't force yourself. I have arrangements for you, so don't be afraid!"
Su Mingfei said to Feng Ping next to him. He knew that Feng Ping was a person who liked fighting, but he was injured by Huang Jue. It was not appropriate to go out to fight now, so he comforted him.
He had spent all his efforts to cooperate with Wu Yan, his immortal cultivation resources, and the power of his eyes to conquer these three generals and join Feitian Sect. For such a general, he did not want any accidents to happen to him.