The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 122 119: Fierce Battle, Changes (Subscription Request)

Another battlefield.

The middle-aged man holding the sword narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, looked him up and down, and asked: "You are Zhou Wu's eldest disciple, Yin Shengyun, who was born in the mud, right?
It is a disgrace to me to be on the same level as you!"

Across from him, the handsome young man smiled and raised his head: "You should be Yun Lie's nominal eldest disciple, but actually his illegitimate son, Bai Chongyuan, right?

I don't think there's anything special about you, so how could that old man Yun Lie kill his wife and children and then let you return to the sect?
Or maybe it's just that your stepmother who climbed into the master's bed is more powerful?"

This is like poking someone in the lungs. The middle-aged man's face turned slightly cold, and he said, "I just hope that your martial arts are more powerful than your verbal sparring."

"Then come on? Come on? See if I can't kill you!"

The middle-aged man raised his sword and slashed. Rays of sword light burst out, like a blooming lotus, like clouds and mist, very beautiful.

But the smile on Yin Shengyun's face remained unchanged, and his true energy was surging out. A white elephant shadow appeared out of thin air, and it let out a long roar and charged forward head-on.

boom!
With a loud bang, everything within a radius of dozens of meters turned into smoke and dust rising into the sky. What could be seen with the naked eye was a white elephant stomping on the ground frantically, swinging its long trunk, and smashing down with the howling wind and rain.

Bai Chongyuan seemed to be a natural warrior, but he was suppressed terribly.

……

Another place,
The left protector Mei Jiaoniang was fleeing for her life. Outside her, the nine-tailed fox was looming, like a phantom.

Although each time she appeared, she could increase her speed dramatically, she could not withstand the relentless pursuit of the person behind her.

She was a nun, probably in her forties, well-maintained and quite beautiful.

However, that stiff and rigid face already showed that she kept people at a distance.

She chased after him with a sword in hand, the sword energy shooting out like falling rain, she was truly merciless and didn't care about anyone else.

Many dancing butterflies wanted to rush to help their master, but she would avoid them if she could, and would just fight them head-on if she couldn't. She stared at Mei Jiaoniang and slashed out with sharp sword lights one after another.

Even then, she kept murmuring, "I'll kill you, you slutty fox. I'll kill you, kill you, kill you..."

The cries of blood and tears seemed to be filled with irreconcilable hatred.

Actually, there really is one. Her name is Xin Xingjuan, one of the four inner elders of the Yunya Sword Sect. She became famous at a young age and was an expert in swordsmanship. She entered the innate realm at an early age and married her childhood sweetheart.

In theory, this day should be perfect.

Unfortunately, after meeting Mei Jiaoniang, her husband fell hopelessly in love with her. In order to please her, he even sold out the secrets of the Yunya Sword School.

It even led to the first tragedy in the hundred years of Yunya Sword Sect, where the sixth elder Wu Youde was killed by his enemies and his entire family was wiped out.

But even so, he never regretted it. He was only discovered by the sect leader Yun Lie and eventually trapped to death in the dungeon of the Yunya Sword Sect.

But his wife blamed everything on Mei Jiaoniang, which led to the scene before him.

……

Another battlefield.

Cao Bao, the divine hammer king, had gone mad with his hammer, which was almost dancing like flowers. Every time he smashed it, a solid shadow broke through the air, causing the air to explode and the earth to tremble.

But even so, he still had a hard time holding on, because his opponents were a man and a woman, two innate warriors.

The man's name was Jiao Shiheng, he was about sixty years old, with a chubby body, a fat head and big ears. He was the second elder of the Yunya Sword Sect, nicknamed "Bai Li Jian", and he also learned a very special martial art of the Yunya Sword Sect, called "Bai Li Jian".

He is the best at using sword energy. Every strike with the long sword in his hand can bring up sword energy. He is even praised as "one sword, cut through a hundred miles".

Of course, it's just praise, but the explosiveness of his swordsmanship is indeed powerful.

Especially when the sword flashed past, few people dared to stop it.

As for the woman, her name was Tu Xiaolian, she was about fifty years old, short and thin, and so shriveled that she seemed like she could be blown away by the wind.

The sword technique she learned was called "Wind Blowing Sword", which means "the wind blows and the sword leaves no trace", and it is actually a stabbing sword technique.

But this man is also a genius, he has managed to develop the feminine feeling of "gentle breeze brushing willows".

The two of them cooperated with each other, one attacking and the other defending, and the sword light was entangled like a spider web, which managed to restrain Cao Bao's powerful hammer so that he had no temper at all.

……

Another battlefield.
The scene of Zhongli Linghui, the innate deity of Wenxiang Temple, was much better. She used the whip to perfection, as if she was holding a long snake upside down and attacking everywhere.

When the tip of the whip was hit in the air, a cloud of mist would burst out directly; when it was hit on a person, a cloud of blood mist would appear, which was extremely vicious and cruel.

And his opponent was none other than Guan Bochuan, the Grand Elder of the Yunya Sword Sect.

Strangely enough, he did not practice swordsmanship, but became famous for a unique palm technique called "Fire Palm"!
The palm technique is not complicated, but the true energy is extremely unique. It requires a special physique to practice it. Every punch and palm can produce a blazing true energy. Wherever it passes, red flames burn, which actually has some flavor of mystical techniques.

But this is real martial arts, and it has considerable killing power.

It can be said that Guan Bochuan never suffers a loss no matter who he faces, except when facing Zhongli Linghui, where he is really powerless.

Zhongli Linghui used the whip technique to control the distance between the two sides, just to prevent Guan Bochuan from getting close, making him scream in anger.
But Zhongli Linghui was not in a hurry at all, he was even leisurely and controlled the rhythm.

……

Another place,
Chu Zhou descended from the sky and shook the ground with his fist. The shock wave spread outward and directly blew away the surrounding Yunya disciples. Then he reached out and pulled the old drunkard Feng Yan back.

The old drunkard is not in a good condition now. His whole body is covered with sword wounds. Although his lungs are not injured, only half of the wine gourd in his hand is left, and his "fire-breathing secret technique" is useless.

"Puh, puh, puh..."

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of dust, the old drunkard looked happy and nervous after surviving a disaster, and said, "Master Chu, Master brother, you are so lucky to be here. If you were a little later, I, the old drunkard, would have met the King of Hell."

"Good people don't live long, evil people leave their mark for thousands of years. It's not easy for you to die." Chu Zhou stood up straight and waved his hand. Then he saw Yi Huai and Wei Fangjie striding over: "You two, just follow the old drunkard. Although he is not strong, he is experienced. It will be safer for you to follow him."

"Yes, Big Brother!"*2
Chu Zhou looked at the old drunkard again and said, "Take my two junior brothers with you. As long as you don't commit suicide, even if the innate warrior comes, I can save your life."

"Okay, okay!"

Feng Yan nodded hurriedly and stood up straight, but at a certain moment, his expression froze and he asked, "You just said that I'm not strong enough, how can I be weak enough?
I, the drunkard old man Feng Yan, am at least a martial artist who has perfected the practice of marrow. I am naturally no match for the innate martial artist, but as long as there are not several marrow-training martial artists besieging me, I..."

He couldn't continue speaking because he looked to his left.

Yi Huai stood there, his domineering body already unfolded. He was over two meters tall, his muscles like cast copper and iron. He held a sword as if he was holding a toothpick.

He looked to his right again and saw Wei Fangjie, who had also displayed the Dominant Body Technique, with the same sturdy and powerful figure, and a long spear in his hand, which was thick and big, and could be stabbed into people with absolute power.

"If you are not satisfied, then I will find someone else?"

"Satisfied, satisfied!"

The drunkard old man Feng Yan laughed loudly. He patted his left thigh, then patted his right chest and said, "I like the art of domineering body. Let's go, let me lead you to conquer the battlefield."

As he spoke, he looked around and spotted a martial artist who had almost killed him, and shouted, "Hey, where are you running to?"

Before he finished speaking, he made a hand seal and moved like a meteor. Yi Huai and Wei Fangjie followed behind him without any hesitation and strode to catch up.

The marrow-training warrior who had just woken up from dizziness saw three figures rushing towards him before he could react.

At that moment, one can imagine his despair.

When Chu Zhou saw this scene, he just smiled, turned around again, and jumped without hesitation.

boom!
The earth shook as he rushed into the sky, stretching his physical strength to the extreme. He opened his arms, smashed a ray of sword light, and hit a hunchbacked old man.

boom!
The collision between sword and fist did not involve actual contact, but rather a conflict between true energy and magic power.

The sword light trembled, and nineteen sword energies were emitted in succession, changing unpredictably, while Chu Zhou's fist force was as powerful as waves. In an instant, they fought dozens of times.

When he landed, Chu Zhou had already activated his ten-foot-tall domineering form and stood in front of the two old men.

"Your opponent is me!"

"The little kid is quite good, but I am very happy to see a genius like you die."

"I'm very happy too, old lady!"

They had nothing to say to each other, and in just a moment, they bumped into each other again.

Chu Zhou is not a congenital one, but in Wenxiang Temple, he is calculated as a congenital one, and the task given to him by Zhou Wu is to stop these old men who may appear.

The reason was simple. He had killed one before and had a certain understanding of them.

What's more, he is physically strong and can fight a protracted battle. These old guys will definitely not be able to outlast him.

Chu Zhou also tried his best, because he was not stopping one person, but two.

Chu Zhou did not feel nervous at all when facing two innate warriors with decayed bodies who were ready to fight him to the death. Instead, he felt a kind of joy and excitement.

No matter what happened in the outside world, he had been making progress at an extremely exaggerated speed since he started practicing.

Now, more than a month has passed, and he feels that the only challenge in fighting two such innates is how long it will take to kill them!
Today, Chu Zhou has also realized that there are also differences in strength among innate abilities.

Zhou Wu is known as the best master in Tianquan County. Even among the innate masters, he is an absolute strong one.

It is not objective to use him to measure the combat effectiveness of other innate beings. Those in front of us are just the bottom of the innate world and are garbage.

……

At this moment, if you look down from the sky, you will see that in such a large area, countless warriors have collided with each other and fought against each other.

After all, they are martial artists. They cannot follow the orders of the army, but their punches, kicks, and weapons breaking through the air have killing power that is definitely more terrifying than that of the army.

This is not to mention those meridian masters, with their internal energy surging, various killing moves frequently launched, and the light and shadow effects maximized.

As for the battlefield of the innate warrior, no matter where he moves, he can clear a large space in the shortest time.

There was no way. Even if they were not afraid of death, they did not want to die unclearly in the aftermath of the battle with the innate masters.

In the void, King Gongye of Ba Zong looked at the situation on the ground and nodded slightly.

Is that right?
Sometimes there were crossbows, sometimes artillery, it didn't look like a fight between martial arts sects at all.

Even now, neither side showed any signs of weakness, and he didn't know who would win or lose.

But it doesn’t matter. Who wins or loses has nothing to do with him as the Overlord.

It would be better if both sides suffered losses.

When this thought came to his mind, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but as if he had realized something, he looked up.

Thanks to his innate martial arts senses, he seemed to sense something was wrong in the distance.
In the distance, to the north of Anyue City, thick smoke seemed to be rising from the solitary Yunya Mountain.

That should be the gate of the Yunya Sword Sect.

Could it be that someone used some unorthodox tactics?

　First update, here it is!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)