This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 50: Kill All the Ghosts (eighth update, please give me a monthly ticket)
This black-robed disciple had opened his eyes and ears, and was several times stronger than Cheng Yong, Cheng He and the like. He was extremely wary, and when he saw his fellow disciples acting separately, he was stunned for a moment before reacting immediately.

He just raised his sleeves and five cold rays flew out, heading straight for Xiang Yuan's chest and face.

Using attack instead of defense, he forced Xiang Yuan to draw his sword, and he also had extremely rich combat experience.

Xiang Yuan picked the wrong opponent. Seeing that the opponent looked ordinary, he thought he was a younger brother. As a result, he directly chose the eldest senior brother Duan Wei. If he chose to sneak attack the other two, no matter who they were, he would definitely be able to kill another one.

There is a one in three chance of getting an SSR directly. This is incredible luck.

When hidden weapons attacked, Xiang Yuan retracted his move and swung the knife net. The pear blossoms on the tree bloomed, and five points of cold light were knocked away with a clanging sound.

It was too late to give chase, as two other men in black robes came over and the three of them surrounded him.

Duan Wei's face turned pale, and he asked three questions in a row: "Who are you, where did you get the information from, who betrayed me?"

Because Xiang Yuan used the Huangquan Dao body skills and could control the dark wind and pass through ghosts without being attacked, Duan Wei recognized him as a fellow disciple.

A conspiracy quickly took shape in my mind.

He recruited people to refine ghosts and gods, but his fellow disciples were jealous and did not want him to succeed. It would be best if he could steal the ghosts and gods for his own use. If he failed, it would ruin his great opportunity, and it would be fair if no one got anything.

Thinking of this, Duan Wei was about to explode with rage. His fellow disciples were killing each other and perishing together. How could he build the Huangquan Road well by staying with these short-sighted guys?

You deserve to be stuck outside the sect your whole life!
Xiang Yuan's body movement was the Thirteen Changes of Yin Wind and Ghost Fog, which came from the Three Yin Book of Life and Death, and he also had a set of palm techniques called 'Blood Transformation Palm'. As it was the first time he simulated it for actual combat, he lacked yin energy, and the way he performed it was a bit out of place, so Duan Wei mistook it for the 'Soul Chasing Step', a footwork inherited from the outer sect.

It can only be said that his imagination is still insufficient. He could be bolder. Huangquan Zuoshi failed in his attempt to seize another body, and his accompanying skills were lost outside.

Xiang Yuan was ruthless, holding his sword in front of him to protect himself, and ignored Duan Wei's shout. He was surrounded by yin energy and his breath was erratic, as if he was practicing martial arts in an encirclement.

He is really practicing.

Do three things at once, practice martial arts with cold blood, calmly refine the Yin Qi, and integrate the thirteen changes of Yin Wind and Ghost Fog to facilitate further simulation of the Wuxiang Seal Method.

As the name suggests, this set of body movements imitates ghosts. In the awakening stage, the body moves like a ghost in the shadows. The wind howls, the fog is thick, and the body is like a ghost, appearing and disappearing in the fog, like a ghost moving around, elusive. It is one of the best body movements in the awakening stage.

The only drawback is that he is too recognizable. If someone who knows the goods finds him, they will definitely associate him with the old demon Lingguang.

Oh my god, Huangquan Zuo Shi has taken over another person’s body and rebuilt it. He is back again!

Due to insufficient Yin energy, Xiang Yuan's body movements were not appropriate. Duan Wei did not have such a high vision and failed to recognize him as the Left Protector of his sect. Seeing that he was silent and staring at his neck, heart and other vital parts with cold eyes, he became even more angry.

"Kill him, capture his soul and send it into the formation."

Duan Wei snorted coldly and raised his right hand from under his sleeve. He was wearing a pair of iron claws. The iron sheets wrapped around his entire palm. The claws were sharp with razor-sharp blades extending from them. When the mechanism was triggered, the blades could be ejected as hidden weapons.

Among the three, he is the strongest.

Xiang Yuan was not afraid of danger, he rushed towards Duan Wei with his sword in hand, and when the black-robed men on both sides surrounded him, he suddenly changed his footwork and his figure was like a ghost, he turned at a right angle without releasing his strength and killed a man in black robe.

The blade was shining with a cold light, and wherever the blade pointed, the wind was roaring and the cold air was pressing.

The strange footsteps seemed to be beating in the heart of the black robe. Guan Xiangyuan's eyes were as fast as lightning, as if the god of death was approaching with a knife, without any emotion at all, which made his heart chilled.

He felt timid, paused, and subconsciously took a step back.

In the battlefield, if the momentum weakens, everything will be lost.

The black robe's momentum weakened, and Xiang Yuan's momentum suddenly surged, and his true energy flowed through his limbs, and his speed suddenly surged. He abandoned his ghostly footwork, and his body flashed like a meteor in the thick fog. The next moment, he was already at the black robe's neck, and the knife flashed, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as a lone star chasing the moon.

The man in black robe was still thinking of retreating three steps away from the enemy and waiting for his senior brother to arrive before slowly attacking him, but he felt a chill on his neck and his head was separated from his body and rolled to the ground.

His cold-blooded knife skills were clean and sharp, his heart was as calm as still water, not moved by external things, and without a trace of hesitation. In his eyes, there was only the corpse in front of him and the next target.

"No, this knife path is wrong..."

Duan Wei suddenly became alert: "He is not a disciple of the sect, but a lackey of the Six Gates."

The man in black robe next to him didn't recognize the exquisite sword technique, but when he saw the ghost holding the sword, he realized that it was clearly his fellow apprentice. He took small steps towards Duan Wei.

You useless thing, you're so scared now, what use are you?
Duan Wei abandoned the waste and rushed forward, waving his sharp claws in a chilling wind.

He was an extraordinary fighter, with extremely advanced claw skills and a long-lasting true energy. He stopped Xiang Yuan with a head-on collision. When the iron claws closed and retracted, ghostly fire flickered, and the yin energy swirled into a skeleton mist shadow, tearing through the gloomy wind, making waves of weeping and complaining ghostly sounds. Xiang Yuan raised his sword to fight, but was suppressed after three or five moves. He liked to kill the enemy with one blow. Although he seemed powerful, he did not have much combat experience, so he suffered a small loss and fell into a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Leng Xue was cold-blooded enough and his swordsmanship was steady, so no matter whether Duan Wei was at an upper hand or a disadvantage, every strike of his sword would go straight to Duan Wei's vital points.

In Duan Wei's eyes, his fearless fighting style seemed to indicate that he was confident of winning the battle.

Duan Wei couldn't think of any other reason and guessed that there were six more gates lying in ambush nearby. After a low roar, he raised his five fingers and created a terrifying gust of wind, which whistled and pressured Xiang Yuan to retreat again and again.

This retreat led them directly to the thick fog blockade area outside the formation. Hundreds of ghosts were wandering around, each of them looking stiff. Driven by Duan Wei, they all turned their heads and stared at Xiang Yuan.

Being stared at by hundreds of eyes, with such eerie and strange gazes, if it were someone else, they would most likely be scared for a while.

He glanced coldly and knew that ghosts had blood strips and he had a knife, so ghosts should be afraid of him.

He did not take these ghosts seriously, and tried to rush out of the thick fog with his sword in hand. However, after taking several steps, he did not find a way out and realized that he had fallen into a formation.

What kind of formation is this?
Uncle Master, help me!

Outside the thick fog formation, Duan Wei was holding a small triangular flag. It was all black with red and yellow ghost-like symbols painted on it, which looked ominous.

He muttered for a while, stabilized the formation, and after trapping Xiang Yuan, he handed the flag to the black-robed man beside him: "Junior brother, you get rid of him."

"Ah I?"

The man in black robe felt terrible. The scene of Xiang Yuan chopping people like chopping melons and vegetables was still vivid in his mind. The ashes of his fellow disciple were not even cold yet, so how could he have the ability to fight with such a vicious man.

"He is trapped in the formation. If you hold this item, he can't see you. Hide your murderous intentions and kill him in one move!"

Duan Wei glared at his fellow junior brother fiercely, thinking that he was so cowardly that he would not be able to accomplish anything great. Next time, he must not team up with these trash, otherwise he would be implicated by them and die unjustly.

When the man in black robe heard this, his fighting spirit surged and he walked into the thick fog with a small flag.

Duan Wei snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. There were six gates lying in ambush all around, so he had to hurry up and start the formation immediately to refine the ghosts and gods. Let his junior brother kill Xiang Yuan, so that he wouldn't be distracted, and he could save some energy to deal with the six gates.

As for whether my junior brother will exhaust his inner energy or be seriously injured... I can only say that everyone has his own destiny and it cannot be forced.

In the formation blocked by thick fog, Xiang Yuan got help from his uncle and mastered three methods to break out of the formation.

The first one is to break all the methods with one force, no matter what kind of formation or not, just rush in and it will be over;
The second is that wherever there is a formation in the world, there must be the interaction between yin and yang and the five elements. If you find the operating rules of the formation, you can get out without any injury;

The third method is to destroy the magic tools used to set up the formation.

The cold-blooded Xiang Yuan was more inclined to the first option, but he was not strong enough and could only think about it. The second option was also not acceptable, as he did not have enough knowledge and could not understand the rules even if they were right in front of him.

The third option is even more impossible. The enemy has trapped him in the formation. There is no reason for him to bring in the tools to set up the formation. There is no such stupid person in the world.

"We can only take it step by step..."

Xiang Yuan murmured to himself, and saw ghosts waving their sharp claws all around him. A cold wind blew towards them, and he rushed straight towards them with a long knife in his hand.

He doesn’t believe that this formation can still work after killing all the ghosts!
The knife light swept across like a violent storm, and the ghostly figure was sometimes like the wind and sometimes like the fog, stirring up a vortex of yin energy. It was more like a ghost than a ghost, making it impossible for ghosts to grasp it.

Xiang Yuan was like a warrior in an empty space, and no one could stop him with his sword. Every time he appeared, there was a flash of cold light, and every time he disappeared, he left behind a wailing sound. He used the common Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword with the grace of a supreme martial art.

Watching the ghosts fall one after another, the man in black robe trembled. Thinking of what his senior brother Duan Wei said, he tightened the small flag in his hand, summoned thick fog to wrap around him, hid his figure in it, and carefully moved towards the distance.

It’s okay, this vicious guy can’t see me, he can reach behind me and pull out his heart and liver with one claw!

Five fingers raised, and suddenly, his sight met Xiang Yuan's cold eyes when he turned around...

Oh no, he found me!

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