From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 196 The Debate of Three Religions
The dark clouds hung low in the autumn night, as if pressing down on everyone.

Hu Qian stood behind Meng Yuan with a knife in her hand. When she saw Xie Yishen making a move, she wanted to help but felt powerless.

He didn't even have the strength to lift his wrist, and his fighting spirit was completely gone, with his seven orifices blocked by the surging water waves.

"Is this the sixth rank?" Hu Qian was stunned, she felt there was a world of difference.

At this time, Meng Yuan was under more pressure than Hu Qian and others, but he did not show any sign of panic.

This so-called longing has a suppressive effect. When the sword is out, it seems to have an effect similar to the power of the gods.

But it is not as overbearing and powerful as the power of a prison, but like a slow-flowing stream, endless and uninterrupted, to the point of wearing down fighting spirit and making one lose the will to resist.

Meng Yuan was quite experienced in dealing with this kind of method that was similar to Divine Might Like a Prison. After all, Mingyue used it on him all the time, and he had also been stared at by the Divine Might Like a Prison by the fifth-rank warrior Dugu Sheng.

The Burning Heart Divine Ability was activated, and the fighting spirit in his heart was revived. Then the jade liquid was boiling, and his heart was surging. Meng Yuan no longer felt imprisoned.

Seeing Qiu Shui approaching, Meng Yuan knew there was no way to avoid it, so he handed over Feihong.

Qiu Shui immediately met Fei Hong, one of them stepped on Qiu Shui and the other borrowed Fei Hong, reflecting the autumn night white, and they collided with each other with a loud bang.

Meng Yuan didn't dare to use Floating Light Cave Heaven easily again. He just chopped the knife down, leading the jade liquid into knife energy.

Xie Yishen did not use his divine power again, but only used his shimmering sword to block Meng Yuan's sword energy.

The two men separated as soon as they touched each other. Xie Yisheng stood still, but Meng Yuan retreated several steps.

Xie Yisheng's black beard fluttered and he pointed his sword at the ground. Although he had the upper hand, he looked up to the young man in front of him even more.

As the leader of the four great generals and a former sparring partner of Prince Xin, Xie Yisheng has extensive knowledge and experience, having fought in countless battles, and his experience in fighting techniques far exceeds that of ordinary people.

If it was an ordinary seventh-rank warrior, Xie Yishen was confident that he could take off his opponent's head in one move, but the young man in front of him had made a name for himself with his desperate Floating Light Cave Heaven, and Xie Yishen had just tried it himself, and it was indeed extraordinary, more than three to five times better than that of a seventh-rank warrior of the same level.

Therefore, Xie Yisheng was quite on guard. Even though the young man had used the Floating Light Cave Heaven once, Xie Yisheng still had the intention of testing him.

Sure enough, after trying it, Xie Yishen found out that the young man in front of him was still full of energy and strength, and it was clear that he had a backup plan.

"You actually opened two Dantians." Xie Yisheng's face showed more interest. "Meng Feiyuan, life and death are just a matter of thought. Follow me and you will see the vastness of the world. If you resist blindly, you will fall before your eyes."

When both sides tested each other just now, Meng Yuan had already realized that Xie Yishen was much stronger than Yang Yuping, and they were simply not the same.

Whether in terms of experience in fighting or the use of her divine powers, she is far superior to Yang Yuping.

If Yang Yuping had replaced Xie Yishen in the cave of Hulu Mountain that day, Meng Yuan and others would have no chance of survival.

Seeing that the other party still had the intention of cherishing talent, Meng Yuan's knees could not weaken, and he just laughed loudly: "Old sir, are you practicing martial arts or talking with me? Why not tell me in detail!"

"Boss Xie, there's no need to say any more to him!" He Jiulang had no elegance of a scholar at all and was already getting impatient. "We need to leave quickly!"

Xie Yisheng nodded slowly, raised the sword again, pointed it at Meng Yuan, and there were spots around him, like mountains and rivers. "Mountains and rivers with one sword!"

As Xie Yisheng finished speaking, everyone around him felt trembling.

For a moment, everyone could not stand steadily, as if the world was spinning and they had no place to stand.

As the person targeted by the sword, Meng Yuan's aura had long been locked. At this moment, he felt even more dizzy, and he even felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart in his heart.

I felt that under the sword, no matter what things or objects, they would be completely destroyed. Meng Yuan had no way to protect himself, and he had not yet cultivated the Immortal Golden Body. The Floating Light Cave Heaven could not shake the mountains and rivers, and the Rainbow and Rainbow were useless, and the Spring Thunder was also not effective.

"You haven't fully opened the Upper Thirty-three Heavens, and you have practiced too little Heavenly Secret Technique. You are also at the Seventh Stage, and you haven't been able to fully tap into the power of the Heavenly Secret Treasury."

Xie Yishen sighed softly, and the distance of more than ten steps was reached in the blink of an eye.

But in a flash, Xie Yishen saw light around the young man in front of him, but he didn't know what it was, and he couldn't tell what kind of divine power it reflected.

But having no feelings in one's heart is certainly not a method to disturb one's mind, nor is it a method to prepare for battle.

But when the sword tip generated infinite power and pressed down with the force to break mountains and rivers, the young man, who should have been timid and had no intention of fighting, suddenly moved.

As the young man moved, he fled at an extremely fast speed, narrowly avoiding the sword and then going away.

Moreover, when he moved, it was as if he was covered in flowing light. Wherever he passed, there was a slight sense of blur, as if the ground he stepped on had also turned into flowing light.

For a moment, it was difficult to see the young man's figure in the dark streets of the autumn night, only the fast-moving light.

"This is a method of escape and pursuit!" He Jiulang said immediately.

"All things flow!" Xie Yisheng was very knowledgeable. "That is the divine power of heaven created by the fox demon clan. It came from the southern demon country."

As he was speaking, Xie Yishen saw the light circling in the distance. Instead of escaping away, it came closer, but then turned around and left.

"Isn't this a bit too fast?" He Jiulang was surprised.

"Speed ​​naturally has its price." Xie Yisheng held the sword in his hand, and did not look at the bewildered Hu Qian and others. He just looked at the extremely fast flowing light and said, "This method is difficult to sustain. It is a magical skill for escaping and pursuing!"

Even as he spoke, Xie Yisheng was not at all flustered. He just raised his sword and said, "Watch me capture the enemy!"

As he spoke, stars suddenly appeared around Xie Yisheng.

"Flying stars in the sky!" Xie Yishen locked the aura again, and his figure immediately rose from the ground like a comet hitting the moon, chasing after the flowing light. Suddenly, his escape speed was several points faster than the flowing light of all things.

Just when they were about to catch up with the flowing light, Xie Yishen suddenly paused, and Meng Yuan also stopped, and the two were only ten steps apart.

In the vast night, there was a man standing on the roof next to the street, holding a whisk in his arms, his long beard fluttering in the wind, and looking at Xie Yishen with contempt on his face.

The visitor was actually an acquaintance, Li Wujiu from Qingyang Palace, who had a close relationship with Dugu Kang.

"The night is born, and the day is cold." Li Wujiu spoke calmly, chanting slowly: "Fellow Daoist Xie chases the moon with the stars, why do you come to bully the younger generation?"

Xie Yisheng looked disdainful and said, "I haven't even used the sword to stab you yet, how can you say I am bullying a young man?"

As he spoke, Xie Yisheng sheathed his sword with great confidence, "Master Li is not at fault, and this young man is not at fault either. I was just excited to see the prey, and I am waiting for you to show up."

"My fellow Taoist, you are studying the teachings of my Taoism and practicing martial arts, but you are actually doing deceitful things." Li Wujiu stood on the roof, his wide sleeves blowing in the night wind, making him look like a man who was about to ascend to heaven. However, his face did not have the composure of a Taoist immortal, but instead contained resentment.

"Do you want to discuss Taoism, Brother Li?" Xie Yisheng said calmly, "You and I have both read the Taoist scriptures, but my junior brother He is a Confucian scholar, but he lacks the bald donkey to perform."

"Amitabha." An old voice appeared in the distance, "I dare not disappoint Mr. Xie, so I came here to discuss the Dao."

(End of this chapter)