I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 238 Battle with Zhang Junyi!

Behind the small Taoist temple, there is a bamboo forest and a large open space in the bamboo forest. It seems that it is used by the Taoist priests in the temple to practice martial arts.

At this time, Xie Yuan was standing in the middle of the open space, and the two "tea Taoist priests" from the tea shop were standing beside him.

The first one was naturally Zhang Junyi who was staying here. He had already informed Xie Yuan of his whereabouts.
The other "Taoist priest" had fair skin, an innocent face, and wore a small hat to cover his bald head. He turned out to be Monk Huijue.

Xie Yuan looked at Huijue, feeling both amused and annoyed:
"Monk, you have somewhere else to go, so why are you staying in someone else's Taoist temple?"

Huijue took off his hat, but still wore his Taoist robe. He put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha! All cultivators in the world are one family. Brother Zhang is so kind that he took me in."

Zhang Junyi looked disgusted:
"This monk is as sticky as a piece of taffy and he insisted on coming. No matter how hard we try to get rid of him, the Taoist priests here don't like monks. I just let him wear a hat, and no one said anything."

Although Buddhism and Taoism are generally harmonious in the world today, they are definitely not friendly. Not to mention that when Dali was founded, Buddhism and Taoism had a dispute over the orthodoxy of the state religion. Even for thousands of years, there have been endless disputes, with ordinary warriors fighting ordinary warriors and outsiders fighting outsiders.

Generally speaking, although the two religions were on par with each other and were evenly matched, neither could ultimately defeat the other, and they were able to go hand in hand and share the same path. However, there were many times in history when one religion became stronger and launched wars to "destroy Buddhism" and "eliminate Taoism", and there were also times when there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

So Xie Yuan was surprised to see Huijue hanging out in the Taoist temple, and he looked even more strange when he saw him wearing a Taoist robe.

I wonder what the monk Zhiling, a giant in the Zen world and known as the incarnation of an arhat, felt when he saw this scene?

He looked at Huijue and said with a smile:
"Monk, you are wearing this kind of clothes, aren't you afraid of betraying your master and ancestors?"

Huijue shook his head, with a simple look on his face:
"Thank you, benefactor. You are obsessed with appearances again. The body in this world is just a stinking skin bag, not to mention the clothes outside. Let alone the Taoist robe, even if it is the emperor's robe, palace dress, or a girl's dress, I can wear it."

What he said was quite a bit of Buddhist philosophy. Xie Yuan did not debate with the monks in Bodhi Temple, but just laughed and said casually:
"You are right. Wear this and go back to Prajna Temple if you have the guts."

Huijue asked back:
"Thank you, donor. Will you come with me to witness it? If you don't go, how will you know whether I wear it or not?"

Zhang Junyi interrupted:

"Xie Daoxiong, please ignore this stinky monk. His chatter is so annoying that I want to chop him off with a sword!"

Xie Yuan nodded in agreement:

"Indeed. I wonder how the Taoist priests here can bear it?"

"Master Wang is deaf."

Zhang Jun said it succinctly.

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

Zhang Junyi bowed solemnly towards Xie Yuan:
"Thank you, Brother Dao, for saving me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to leave Jianzhen Lake."

Xie Yuan shook his head:
"No way. I think without me, the last disciple of Master Yuxu, I wouldn't be stumped by this situation. As for me, I have to thank the Taoist priest for sending me the Dingshui Pearl to help me kill Qian Yangsheng. Otherwise, the Dingshui Pearl would really be a headache."

If Zhang Junyi hadn't restricted the Dingshui Pearl to help him, Xie Yuan would have had to fight alone against Qian Yangsheng, who was fighting at home. I'm afraid that his only chance would be the sword power given by Li Xingtuo. He didn't know how powerful the small sword was. If he only had one chance, facing Qian Yangsheng holding the Dingshui Pearl, he had to be extremely cautious and seize the only chance of survival.

Fortunately, the Yao family didn't stir up Zhang Junyi when they stirred up the lake. With his help, they consumed another magic talisman to subdue the Dingshui Pearl, and finally they were able to kill this powerful enemy whose cultivation was far superior to the two of them. As for the treasure, naturally whoever contributed the most would take it.

The two of them bowed, and Huijue also put his hands together in the middle:

"Amitabha! Since you don't want to take credit, then if I don't go to hell, who will? Just thank the monk! Please stand up quickly, there's no need to be so polite and so many false formalities."

Xie Yuan looked at Huijue with his hands raised in vain, feeling both angry and amused:

"Monk, what does this have to do with you?"

"Thank you for your hurtful words. If the monk hadn't brought us together, how could we have this meeting?"

Huijue looked aggrieved:
"Besides, although I am away, I am thinking about you two and praying for you day and night."

Xie Yuan thought about it and nodded:
"Then you have some truth in your words."

Zhang Junyi looked puzzled and muttered:
"Xie Dao brother, please don't be fooled by this evil monk."

Huijue was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled and looked at Zhang Junyi with a squint:

"Thank you, benefactor, for being enlightened. Look at you, you are practicing Taoism, but your realm and mind are far behind others. You should return to secular life as soon as possible!"

Although Xie Yuan felt that the monk's words were not proper, what he said was not necessarily false.

This time in Jinling, he took the initiative to find me, and then found Zhang Junyi. If he hadn't been the one to make the connection, there would have been no subsequent events.

Huijue looks sinister, but he is actually a bit mysterious. Xie Yuan thinks maybe he did it on purpose?
Seeing the monk and the Taoist priest start arguing again, as if they were about to fight, Xie Yuan waved his hand to stop them and looked at Zhang Junyi with a sharp look in his eyes:
"Taoist, I was originally going to run away, but we have an agreement. We have to have a good fight after this matter is over."

Zhang Junyi's expression brightened up, and he was eager to try:

"That's right! Thank you, Brother Dao, for your amazing skills. I have long wanted to learn from you seriously."

"Now then?"

Xie Yuan asked with a smile.

Zhang Junyi answered seriously:

"Then now!"

The bamboo forest is quiet, with occasional sounds of wind rustling the bamboo leaves.

Xie Yuan and Zhang Junyi stood on either side of the open space, facing each other.

Huijue stood aside, witnessing the event with great interest.

"The true disciple of the world's greatest Taoist sect, the last disciple of the Grand Master, a young Taoist priest of extraordinary talent;
"Facing a gifted independent cultivator, a wanted thief by the imperial court, a genius swordsman of the Yunshan Sword Sect, a confidant of a Jiangnan family, a young warrior who can threaten the Grandmaster, and a man of good fortune who has repeatedly broken through thousand-year-old ruins - hey, there are so many identities? Where does this person come from?

"Let's see who will win the fight between dragons and tigers and the battle between the geniuses. Allow me to tell you in detail..."

Huijue kept muttering, distracting the other two people in the field, and they shouted in unison:

"Monk, shut up!"

"Ok."

Huijue sighed and said helplessly:
"If you want to know what happened next, please read the next chapter."

Without the monk's interference, Xie Yuan and Zhang Junyi rested quietly and stared at each other.

If the two had not made an appointment to fight after the matter of the Yao family was settled and before the Xiao Qianlong meeting, Xie Yuan would have already gone deep into the famous rivers and mountains to visit ancient temples and Buddhist sites.

But Zhang Junyi came down the mountain for the first time, wearing a Taoist robe but with a chivalrous demeanor, and he and Xie Yuan were quite congenial, and he admired his kung fu, so he cordially invited him to learn from him;
Xie Yuan also felt itchy when he saw strong opponents, and was delighted to meet distinguished friends. When he met a true leader among his peers, how could he not want to have a fierce battle and prove his martial arts skills?

The two hit it off immediately. Now that the matter in Jinling had come to an end, they finally had time to find a venue.

Xie Yuan looked at Zhang Junyi and cupped his hands:
"Master Zhang, please!"

"Thank you, Brother Dao, please!"

Zhang Jun returned the salute, then without any hesitation, he pulled out the peach wood sword from behind him and slashed at Xie Yuan!
From a long distance away, green energy rose from the peach wood sword and transformed into a long dragon. With a roar, it pounced towards Xie Yuan with its fangs and claws bared!

Xie Yuan's eyes lit up and he shouted:
"Well done!"

He suddenly drew his sword from its sheath, and suddenly a white sword light appeared in the bamboo forest, like clouds descending on the ground.

However, just as the white mist was formed, a dazzling sword light appeared, and a long dragon flew out from it, facing the green dragon on the opposite side without any retreat!

The cloud dragon sticks its head out, looking extremely domineering.

Two dragons fought for supremacy and collided. The white light and the green light collided, and a circle of two-color light suddenly appeared. The strong wind blew through the forest, blowing the bamboo forest in the distance outwards, as if it would break at the next moment.

The two men slashed at each other with their swords, neither of them moving, and this move was surprisingly evenly matched.

Xie Yuan and Zhang Jun both had a stern look in their eyes.

Only when facing Zhang Junyi did he realize the profoundness of Xuan Zhen Sect's profound skills and the domineering swordsmanship. The Qinglong sword energy was as if there was a real dragon soul living in it. One sword strike could make people lose their minds. The power was even more fierce and invincible, which made Xie Yuan dare not underestimate it.

Zhang Junyi was even more surprised. Although Xie Yuan's skills were unique and his fighting power was extremely high, in terms of pure cultivation, he was much weaker than himself and Huijue; however, after this hard fight, the two of them were evenly matched, and he did not feel that the opponent's skills were inferior to his own!

The power of the Nine Yunlong Styles combined with his profound skills is no less than that of his own Xuanzhen Sect's true skills.

Zhang Jun's eyes lit up and he shouted:
"Thank you for your great skills, Brother Dao! Please wait for my next strike!"

He turned the peach wood sword, and it emitted a bright green light, stabbing directly at Xie Yuan's chest.

Xie Yuan's eyes flashed, and the long sword suddenly reached down lightly with the shining light, touching the peach wood sword three inches away, as if it had just cut Qinglong's neck, and the sword's force was instantly stopped.

He swung the sword forward quickly like a flash of lightning; the white light on the sword and the green light on the peach wood sword collided countless times in an instant, causing a series of explosions and flames.

Zhang Junyi had a serious expression as he looked at the long sword that was rapidly cutting towards his wrist. The peach wood sword suddenly shook and tilted upward, knocking Xie Yuan's long sword away. He then took advantage of the rising tip of the sword to stab Xie Yuan's throat.

With a clang, Xie Yuan, as if he had expected it, drew a circle with the long sword after it was raised. He was the first to arrive and cut the weak spot on the peach wood sword, like chopping off a green dragon from the sky. The peach wood sword fell straight to the ground.

He swung his sword horizontally, cutting towards Zhang Junyi's throat. Zhang Junyi took a step back, and suddenly a bright green light appeared in front of him, blocking Xie Yuan's way.

This powerful energy made Xie Yuan's sword seem to be slashing on an air shield, and it suddenly became slower and slower. The next moment, the peach wood sword bounced up, but instead of defending, it cut towards Xie Yuan's legs from the ground.

Zhang Junyi ignored Xie Yuan's sword in front of him without changing color and continued to attack!
Xie Yuan exerted force on his feet and jumped up immediately, while retracting his long sword. With a bang, he pressed down Zhang Junyi's peach wood sword, and after landing steadily, he dodged two fierce attacks. The mysterious Yunlong Step movement, which can be seen from the flashing and swift movements, can be seen from the front and the back.

Zhang Junyi finally got the upper hand. He took advantage of the situation and swung his sword again, slashing out two green sword auras.

The two green lights seemed to be about to devour someone, but Xie Yuan nimbly dodged them and slashed at the ground, missing it, but blasting two large holes in the empty space. Judging from its power, if it was hit head-on, even the Golden Bell Cover would be seriously injured.

After dodging Zhang Junyi's sword energy repeatedly, Xie Yuan displayed a round of exquisite body skills. Not willing to be outdone, he suddenly circled to the side of the Taoist priest and avoided the opponent's stab with perfect ease. Then he fully deployed his sword skills, which turned into layers of clouds, dazzling people and making it impossible to see the true appearance of Mount Lu.

Zhang Junyi looked cautious, knowing that the Nine Styles of Yunlong not only had the variety and exquisite moves of all the Yunshan swordsmanship, but was also the most domineering and swift among all the Yunshan swordsmanship. Its power should not be underestimated. He always had to be on guard against an unrivaled real dragon leaping out of the misty sword light.

Amid the continuous clinking sounds of fighting, Zhang Junyi suddenly raised his sword and saw through Xie Yuan's real killer move hidden in the sword flowers. The two of them fought hard again, creating a fierce whirlwind that blew away Monk Huijue's Taoist robe.

Huijue watched the two of them interacting with each other so quickly and with great amazement in his eyes.

He had fought with Xie Yuan before and was very familiar with Xie Yuan's strength, but he did not expect that in just over a month, Xie Yuan's cultivation had improved so much, and he had actually reached several levels!

Is this guy's cultivation so fast?

Or is the effect in the real lake just that good?

Huijue's eyes flickered as he watched Xie Yuan and Zhang Junyi fight hard and not lose the upper hand at all. He felt that the Taoist priest would have a difficult time in this battle.

"Donor Xie is not known for his profound martial arts skills. His real strength comes from his ever-changing secret techniques and axe skills with unparalleled killing power, but he has not used them yet.

"The Taoist's peach wood dragon-slaying sword is extremely powerful, and his Xuanzhen Wuji Gong is profound and domineering. With the careful training of Yuxu Zhenren, I am slightly inferior to him in terms of fierce attack and deep power. However, Mr. Xie can fight him on equal terms with just his sword skills... The progress in the past month is really amazing."

The key point is that Xie Yuan has now made up for his previous shortcomings to a great extent and is on par with Zhang Junyi's strengths; so when he uses his ultimate move, how can Zhang Junyi resist?

Huijue couldn't help but wonder, if he were to face Xie Yuan now, how could he win?

However, his strength lies in the fact that the Indestructible Golden Bell is difficult to break, and his defense is the best among the three present, making him invincible;
The Golden Body Arhat's Demon Subduing Fist is equally ferocious and powerful. Xie Yuan can fight against the Dragon Slaying Sword, but he may not be able to fight against him head-on.

If it drags on for too long, I, a Buddhist disciple with a heart as firm as a rock, will have the last laugh.

Huijue's expression was just beginning to relax, when he suddenly remembered that the previous result seemed not to be the case.

At that time, Xie Yuan's strength was far worse than it is now, but he could still win with his rogue killing moves. If he used his treacherous and unpredictable body movements and sacrificed that frustrating axe, how could he be defeated?

Huijue thought about it and felt that there seemed to be no way to do anything to Xie Yuan except to use his cultivation to suppress him; the problem was that his cultivation did not give him an advantage now, so what should he do?
His expression changed constantly, and finally he exhaled slowly:
"It seems that if I want to defeat Benefactor Xie, I have to use the strategy of procrastination. The rainstorm will not last all morning. With my immortal mind, I will wait until he is exhausted. Then I will win without fighting. I will be calm and composed, which is the style of a great monk."

Huijue nodded, feeling that he had come up with a strategy to defeat the enemy. His mood calmed down a little, and he once again showed his innocent, mysterious smile that deserved a slap.

Looking back at the battlefield, the two people in the battle group each displayed their unique sword skills and had fought hard for many times in a row.

Even though they were standing in the middle of an open space, the bamboo forest on the edge still suffered. It had been destroyed by the scattered energy and sword energy, and was scattered and fell, with roots broken and spread all over the ground. Even the green bamboo farther away was a little shaky.

Although Yunlong Nine Styles Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique was restrained in name, its performance was exactly the same, and it even gradually gained the upper hand!
The Xuanzhen Sect's true swordsmanship was of an extremely high level. It was difficult for Xie Yuan to gain an advantage with just his swordsmanship. However, after fighting for a long time, his sword heart was triggered from time to time. Over time, he accumulated some advantages and gradually suppressed Zhang Junyi.

However, the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique was obviously not an ordinary skill, and Zhang Junyi had received careful guidance from a great master. Although his cultivation was not high and he had not practiced swordsmanship for a long time, there were almost no flaws in his swordsmanship, and he already had the spirit of a great master. Xie Yuan could only occasionally find one or two discordant points, and wanted to attack them, but he was not sure if he could catch them!

But it dragged on for too long and happened too many times, and he finally gained the upper hand. A cloud of mist trapped Qinglong, and Zhang Junyi rushed left and right, but he could not break through the layers of thick clouds and white light, and could only circle in place.

Zhang Junyi's face was serious. He knew that if he continued like this, it would be like boiling a frog in warm water. If he delayed any longer, he would have no chance of resisting at all.

The green light in his sword suddenly became brighter, and the sword's radiance became even stronger, instantly piercing several holes in the white mist.

However, he urged the sword light, and Xie Yuan also urged the sword light. The long sword flickered with white light, and as the sword edge danced, Zhang Junyi's eyes were filled with a vast expanse of white clouds, as if he was on a cloud mountain and entering a cloud peak.

Zhang Junyi was dazzled when a white dragon suddenly appeared again. The long sword was like a real dragon, with a sacred silver-white body, and its eyes were burning with blazing white flames, pressing towards the opponent with unparalleled gusts of wind.

Zhang Junyi was stunned for only a moment, and the long sword had already reached him. He raised the peach wood sword as if by reflex, and blocked Xie Yuan's sword tip in front of him at the critical moment.

However, the strong energy had already attacked his body. Zhang Junyi's face turned pale, his whole body shook, and he slid backwards as if he had been hit hard, and his feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground.

Xie Yuan's Xuanbing was extremely sharp, but it did not leave any marks after repeated collisions with the peach wood sword. He blocked the long sword with a casual block. Obviously, it looked like wood, but it was actually a rare treasure. How could the Xuanzhen Sect's true disciple go down the mountain with an ordinary sword?
It’s just that the sharpness of the sword can be blocked, but the powerful sword energy is not so easy to defend against.

Zhang Junyi was trapped in the clouds for a long time, and finally revealed a flaw, so he was caught by Xie Yuan. The Nine Yunlong Styles combined with the powerful Yunshan Sword Intent Sutra, the sharp sword energy had already caused Zhang Junyi to suffer minor injuries.

Since he had the upper hand, Xie Yuan would naturally not give it up.

He turned around and rushed to Zhang Junyi's side before he could stand firm. His long sword brought out a streak of sword light and chopped him off on the head!

Zhang Junyi felt the strong wind coming at him again, bringing a slight stinging sensation before it got close. Knowing that there was a stern sword intent contained within, he did not dare to be careless. He thrust the peach wood sword upward with green flames rising.

A bright green light shone in the open space, as if a green dragon was rising into the sky. The light shone on the bamboo forest nearby, making the bamboo leaves greener and the bamboo greener, and then suddenly they all shook, and were stained with a hazy white.

Although Zhang Junyi forcibly resisted Xie Yuan's fatal blow, Xie Yuan's Nine Styles of Cloud Dragon did not stop, like a violent storm, with rolling clouds and heavy rain. The dragon was constantly tumbling in it, sticking out a few claws, shaking its head and tail, with infinite power, making it almost impossible for the green air to appear in the field.

Huijue's eyes widened as he watched from the side. He had never expected Xie Yuan's swordsmanship to have reached this level. After gaining the upper hand, he did not even give Zhang Junyi any chance. The stalemate just now became one-sided in an instant! Logically speaking, his swordsmanship was not perfect and perfect, so how could it have such an effect?
This strength was completely different from what he had imagined and was much stronger than he had expected!
Not only has the improvement in cultivation far exceeded expectations, but how much more has he not seen?

Zhang Jun saw that he could not escape from the cloud cage created by Xie Yuan. His range of movement was being compressed again and again. Even though the peach wood sword was glowing brightly and he tried to break out from both sides, he could not succeed.

He knew that if he didn't play his trump card, this would be his last chance.

Then Zhang Jun looked into the air and took a deep breath, and all his profound skills were activated, like a rushing river, even attracting the surrounding airflow, causing Xie Yuan's sword light to flicker slightly.

Xie Yuan's expression turned stern, and he was about to strike with his sword repeatedly to prevent Zhang Junyi from counterattacking, but he saw that Zhang Junyi had already accumulated enough energy - since he had the world's top martial arts, why would he need to inhale five times and exhale three times even if he exploded?

Suddenly, a real dragon roar sounded in the bamboo forest.

Zhang Jun raised the peach wood sword, and all the green light condensed on the tip of the sword, and then shot out like a column of light, straight into the sky.

A shadow of a blue dragon appeared in the sky above the bamboo forest, shaking its head and tail, spinning in a circle, and then suddenly swooping down, full of murderous intent, leaving no room for escape! This kind of power, can only be achieved by those below the Grandmaster level?
One has the Five Finger Mountain, and the other can control a dragon.

How come these grandmasters' disciples are more outrageous than each other!
Xie Yuan's whole body tensed up, and he instantly felt an extreme sense of crisis.

Without any hesitation, he transformed his sword into a giant daylily axe in an instant. He held it horizontally with both hands and poured all his energy, blood and internal energy into it.

A dark and dull light appeared on the axe blade. Xie Yuan lifted the giant axe upwards, and the black axe light, which had been condensed to the extreme, flew into the air and collided with the huge dragon shadow.

A deafening roar shook the air, energy radiated, light burst forth, and a large section of the bamboo forest collapsed.

There were a few pilgrims and passers-by in the Taoist temple in the distance who heard the loud noise. They were so scared that they hid under the table instantly, looking confused and wondering if it was a thunder in the clear sky?
But how could an ordinary thunder be so violent? Could it be that someone had brought about a punishment from heaven?

The pilgrim's face turned pale and his legs were trembling, but when he saw the Taoist priest in front of him had a calm expression and no reaction, he felt relieved instantly.

Although the Taoist temple is small, the Taoist priest looks like an expert. Such noise cannot do anything to him, so he must be able to protect himself and others.

The bamboo forest was in a mess.

Although Xie Yuan's axe blade was small compared to the blue dragon's phantom, its power was not weaker at all. One axe blade almost cut the entire dragon off from the air, and the two rays of light directly canceled each other out in mid-air!
However, although he neutralized Zhang Junyi's killing move, Xie Yuan looked stern.

Zhang Junyi in front of him took this opportunity to break free from the encirclement of sword light. His momentum rose, his breath surged, and the peach wood sword was shining with green light. The sword light was so thick that it already had some characteristics of sword energy!
He swung his sword, bringing up a green flame that covered half of the open space, like a sky-blue moon.

With a hissing sound, a pale white light emanated from Xie Yuan's sword. He also generously activated his internal energy, releasing sword light and fighting with Zhang Jun.

Two dazzling rays of light, one blue and one white, crisscrossed the open space in the forest, blazing in all directions, far exceeding the level that ordinary warriors could achieve.

Huijue was forced to jump back and forth and dodge continuously due to the aftermath of the clash of the two swords and the dissipated sword energy. He had no choice but to retreat again and again until he arrived in the middle of a bamboo forest that was in a mess and full of broken bamboos.

He watched the two men fighting evenly, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and murmured:

"The Taoist priest has used his ultimate move! With such a strong consumption, he won't wait too long and will definitely fight with all his might.

"Thank you, benefactor, why don't you use your killing move? You are so arrogant. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist. You might be exhausted before you can use your secret method!"

The two men in the field fought without regard for consumption, and sparks flew everywhere.

However, no matter how powerful Zhang Junyi's peach wood sword was, and even his unleashed Xuan Zhen Wu Ji Gong overwhelmed Xie Yuan again, he was still unable to penetrate the three feet around Xie Yuan.

Zhang Junyi discovered that in terms of pure swordsmanship, he was not on the same level as Xie Yuan. He relied purely on his profound skills and fierce sword moves to win over Xie Yuan, which was a legacy of inheritance. It could be said that one force could defeat ten skills.

Of course, Xuanzhen Sect does not rely on swordsmanship for its livelihood. Although the swordsmanship of the world's number one Taoist sect is not weak at all, it has more various other skills and methods.

It's a pity that Zhang Junyi had only been learning Taoism for a short time, and his main skills were focused on chopping and chopping. He did not learn more mysterious methods. Although he was a true disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect, he ended up becoming a martial arts madman.

However, with his talent in Taoism, this chopping and chopping skill is almost unmatched among his peers. Learning Taoism is expensive, and if you really keep practicing Tao sword, you can also master the Tao. But with the current skills, he happened to meet Xie Yuan.

No matter how powerful Zhang Junyi's peach wood sword dance was, and no matter how great and righteous his Taoist skills were, they brought gusts of strong wind, but he was unable to break through Xie Yuan's Nine Cloud Dragon Styles, which could be used for both offense and defense.

The Nine Styles of Cloud Dragon is a master-level sword technique. Xie Yuan has already practiced it to a high level. Facing Zhang Jun, he was both offensive and defensive, and he knew when to advance and retreat. It was useless for him to take a defensive stance at this time.

The rainstorm did not last all morning, and Zhang Junyi felt that even with his endless supply of Xuanzhen Sect's true skills, it was becoming increasingly difficult to sustain. If this continued, he would probably be exhausted to death by Xie Yuan.

Logically speaking, Brother Xie's cultivation is at most on par with mine, and his skills are not necessarily that advanced. He should be running out of strength by now...

Just as he was thinking this, Xie Yuan opposite him suddenly glowed with joy. His movements, which had been a little slower than before, instantly became swift again, and he looked as if he had taken drugs.

what's the situation?
Zhang Junyi had a confused look on his face, looking at Xie Yuan as if he had found a second spring. Although his attacks were no longer as fierce and vigorous as before, they were delicate and long-lasting, with a lingering aftertaste. The power was smaller, but the aftereffect was greater, a bit like Taoist Kung Fu. He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

How come Brother Xie’s internal energy can change?
Looking at his flushed face, it is clear that he can still fight for another 300 rounds. This is really unfair!

Huijue also noticed that Xie Yuan seemed to be in high spirits again. The two geniuses had been fighting for such a long time and their energy had almost reached the final moment, but one of them recovered instantly. What was there to fight for?

The monk was somewhat confused and his face changed. He thought to himself:

"What kind of incomprehensible Kung Fu is this? How many times will I be frightened by this guy today?"

It seems that there is no time to delay. Huijue is a little unsure whether he can defeat Xie Yuan purely through martial arts.

Zhang Junyi was the one who felt it most clearly. The pressure from Xie Yuan in front of him suddenly increased. He knew that if he delayed any longer, he would have no chance at all. He could not help but shout:
"Thank you, Brother Dao. It's been a great fight! How about we fight one last time?"

Xie Yuan also laughed loudly:
"It is indeed refreshing! Taoist priest, how do you think we can pass this time?"

Zhang Junyi put away his sword and retreated. He held the peach wood sword horizontally with both hands, and the green flame on the sword edge flickered, like a magic weapon, illuminating his face.

"Thank you, Brother Dao. I have a sword with unparalleled power. I have the confidence to face an enemy who is higher than me. But Brother Dao, your attack is so powerful that I cannot use my special moves..."

Hearing this, Huijue sneered and said mockingly:
"Taoist, you don't want your opponent to stand there for you to hit, do you? Are you a demon practicing on a wooden dummy?"

Zhang Junyi blushed and said awkwardly:
"This kind of killer move is not easy to use. I also know that there is no chance to do so in a real fight. So I envy Brother Xie's secret method... But I still want to satisfy this craving and give this fierce battle a final stroke."

Xie Yuan held the sword in one hand, pointed it at the ground, and said with a calm smile:

"Okay, Canglong's attack just now was already brilliant, Taoist, do you have any more tricks? I can't wait to see them."

Zhang Junyi shook his head:
"That attack was very powerful, but it was only due to the power of the weapon. This attack now relies on myself. Thank you, Brother Dao, be careful."

His face became solemn, and he held the sword in both hands, pointing vertically towards the sky, as if asking for instructions from the heavens.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew over the forest, and heavy pressure enveloped the entire bamboo forest.

"The purple sky of the gods is shaking, the jade sky is blowing; the magnificent power of heaven, listen to my command; the nine-day divine thunder, lead it with the sword!"

Zhang Jun swung the peach wood sword fiercely, and a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

A streak of purple lightning struck from the sky, hitting Zhang Junyi's peach wood sword and wrapping around his body.

"Thunder Lord, help me!"

Zhang Junyi suddenly shouted and swung forward. The purple lightning turned into a sharp sword, which crossed the sky and stabbed towards Xie Yuan!
Xie Yuan felt his hair stand on end, as if he had just seen Zhang Jun swing his sword and lightning appeared in front of him.

He roared angrily and swung the axe that had been ready to strike.

Since this was his last blow, he no longer held back. All his blood, energy, sword skills, and health-preserving skills were poured into this axe.

His entire body was shining brightly with golden light, and his Golden Bell Cover was also stimulated to its maximum, making him look like a golden scorching sun!
This axe is also Xie Yuan’s strongest attack now!
The axe chopped out a dark and heavy axe edge, which collided with Zhang Junyi's unmatched thunder, and burst out with a bright white light that was impossible to look at directly.

The field seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then suddenly there was a loud explosion.

An unprecedentedly strong wind blew in all directions, even uprooting nearby bamboos and blowing them away like javelins!

Fortunately, there was no one else in the bamboo forest, otherwise there might be accidental injuries. Anyone below the Qi and Blood Transformation stage would not be able to block even the slightest bit of the aftermath.

Zhang Junyi and Huijue both subconsciously narrowed their eyes and covered their heads.

When the noise subsided, they looked and saw Xie Yuan standing proudly with an axe in his hand. He actually split the storm apart. Even though the surroundings were in chaos, he stood in the center without moving.

Can't he do anything about this?
Zhang Junyi heaved a sigh of relief, his breath was a little weak, but his face was very ruddy and he looked very happy. He bowed and said:
"Thank you, Brother Dao, for your profound cultivation and invincible magical power. I admit defeat!"

Xie Yuan laughed loudly and said:
"It's fun, it's fun!"

This competition was very exciting!

His voice was a little hoarse and his face was slightly flushed.

Huijue watched from the side and said quietly:
"Thank you, benefactor. Why are you still pretending to be a master? Your Golden Bell Cover has been broken."

Xie Yuan glanced at him and said,

"You come and you break it! I think you are jealous."

Zhang Junyi's Heavenly Thunder Sword is extremely powerful, it is a true Taoist magic, almost as powerful as his sweeping army; but it also has its drawbacks, if you are not proficient in its use, you have to chant spells to cast the spell.

If he encounters a master of the same level or more powerful, he will not have the opportunity to display his skills. But if the enemy is of lower cultivation, he will not need to do so.

Xie Yuan faced the storm of two deadly moves colliding with each other. He looked handsome, but he also suffered some injuries.

He could have avoided it, but this was supposed to be the last blow, and it would not feel complete if he didn't take it completely!
In a great battle, he did not use any of the Heavenly Concealment Technique or Heavenly Illusion Technique at all. Wasn't it just to see what his real strength was besides these?
After verification, it is very satisfying.

Even if it was Zhang Junyi, the genius who was accepted as the closed disciple by the second greatest grandmaster in the world and who was allowed to bring down the mountain by Xuanzhen Sect, he could still defeat him and never be at a disadvantage!

More than a month ago, even if I could win, it probably wouldn’t be such a fair and just victory.

Compared to before, my strength has improved significantly.

His cultivation, which had always been a shortcoming, was made up for. With the combined power of the two internal skills, even though the quality of his skills was not as good as Zhang Junyi's, he was able to win by quantity.

Xie Yuan was somewhat excited. The improvement in his cultivation had been tangibly reflected. This competition was really enjoyable.

Actually, Xie Yuan was somewhat restrained towards Zhang Junyi.

After all, Taoists mainly practice swordsmanship, and no matter how powerful the Xuanzhen Sect's swordsmanship is, as long as one is human, there will be flaws, and his sword heart will be somewhat restrained; in addition, although the Dragon Slaying Sword is of high grade, Zhang Junyi has not yet practiced it to the level of a grandmaster; and Xie Yuan's Yunlong Nine Styles is a real grandmaster-level swordsmanship, and he has achieved some success relying on a little bit of talent.

Although Xie Yuan's cultivation level was no longer at a disadvantage, his skills were still inferior. The Sword Intentions Sutra and the sword skills were a perfect match, and could be considered a second-rate internal skill. With the addition of the health-preserving skills, his internal skills were not at a great disadvantage. However, when the Golden Bell Cover met the top-level skills, its shortcomings were completely magnified.

It just so happens that the Xuanzhen Wuji Gong is a combination of internal and external cultivation, which is harmonious and balanced, and does not rely on blood and qi. Although it is still much better than the Golden Bell Cover, it is not as obvious as the Buddhist Qi and Blood Divine Art.

If I were to face Huijue, I would probably have a harder time.

Of course, he still didn't use his ultimate move, but it is still unclear whether Huijue actually used his full strength.

He glanced at Huijue, who had a strange expression on his face, and pondered secretly.

Huijue saw him looking at him, took a step back, and said with a vigilant look:

"Thank you, Taoist priest, didn't you enjoy this? Please don't mess around. Taoist priest, Taoist priest! Come here and apologize."

Zhang Junyi was still savoring the thrilling battle and ignored him.

The young Taoist was silent for a while, then raised his head, looked at Xie Yuan, and took out a copper coin:
"Thank you, Brother Dao. Please keep it."

He threw it over, and Xie Yuan caught it with a bewildered look on his face:
"Taoist, what is this?"

“This is my life-saving money.”

Zhang Junyi talked freely:

"The Taoist priest said that if I was going to be beaten to death or lost the fight, I would use this money to buy my life. Since I lost this fight, this copper coin is for thanking Brother Taoist priest."

"what?"

Xie Yuan felt quite confused, but seeing that Zhang Junyi was very serious, he had to take a look at the copper coin which looked like ordinary paper money and accepted it.

A divine light flashed in Huijue's eyes, and he chanted the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha! In this case, I have just watched a fight between a dragon and a tiger, so I cannot be too stingy and must add some excitement."

He rummaged in his sleeves for a long time, took out a Buddha amulet, and handed it to Xie Yuan:

"Thank you, benefactor. I will give you this amulet. Chanting the name of the Buddha from time to time will keep away all evil spirits."

Xie Yuan was a little slow to react. He just felt that the two of them were just acting on their own accord.

He took the amulet and looked at the simple Buddha image on it. It was crudely made, as if it was bought at a street stall. He said in a hissing voice:
"Monk, I accept your kindness. But this amulet...did you pick it up on the street?"

"Amitabha! Thank you, sir. This is called a small gift but a big thought."

Huijue smiled:

"Thank you for your wisdom and affinity with Buddha. This amulet has its own affinity and can help you understand the Buddha's rhythm."

what?
Xie Yuan was shocked when he heard this and looked towards Huijue.

The monk had an innocent smile on his face, as if he was just saying it casually and no one knew whether it was true or not.

But Xie Yuan always felt that every move of this thief's bald head was meaningful, so he couldn't help but stare at him for a while, and became more interested in the amulet, and slowly put it away.

He looked at the sky and smiled at the two of them:

"Everyone will eventually part. It is Xie Yuan's honor to have met you two in Jinling. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. I hope to meet you two again one day."

Zhang Junyi was quite reluctant to hear this and sighed:

"Brother Xie, you are a chivalrous man. I admire you. I just regret that I can't follow you and fight against evil. Although I haven't been out for long this time, I have gained a lot from meeting Brother Xie - and Master Huijue. It's time for me to return to the mountain to practice. Brother Xie, Master Huijue, we will definitely see each other again. But the next time I go down the mountain, I think I have broken through to the third level of Qi and Blood Transformation. I hope to discuss Taoism and martial arts with you two again!"

Huijue smiled:

"Amitabha! I will not fall behind you. We say goodbye today in order to meet again. No need to say more."

He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, then turned around and left without any reluctance.

Xie Yuan shook his head and laughed:

"Good monk!"

He and Zhang Junyi smiled at each other, bowed solemnly at the same time, and then left one on the left and the other on the right.

The bamboo forest regained its tranquility once again, with bamboo leaves fluttering in the breeze.

Jinling City is always so lively.

It's been a while since Xiao Qianlong came out, and although people still discuss it frequently, it's not as popular as before.

But there are always new topics in teahouses and taverns. Either this hero has killed another villain, or that famous person is exposed to have his wife stolen.

However, when talking about the warriors in Jinling Prefecture, most of the topics could not avoid the Yao family.

The aristocratic family is like a towering mountain. In the city of Jinling on the bank of the great river, no one can ignore it and everyone can see it at a glance.

So when a swordsman in white suddenly appeared at the gate of Yao's mansion, looking up at the plaque without saying a word, many people noticed him at the first moment.

The guard of the Yao Mansion looked at the swordsman standing in the middle of the gate, frowned, stepped forward and said in a deep voice:
"Who are you? Tell me your name and let me pass it on. Don't stand in the middle of the main entrance!"

His question was quite polite, but if the other party couldn't explain clearly, he would have to be caught and punished just for blocking the door to the Yao family.

The swordsman stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the magnificent golden plaque of "Jinling Yao Family" for a while, then he slowly lowered his head and smiled at the somewhat vigilant guards:

"I am Li Xingtuo from the Yunshan Sword Sect, and I have come to visit the Yao Clan of Jinling."

(End of this chapter)