"Have you noticed that Junior Brother Li Yan's 'Quicksand Technique' is different from most people's? The time it takes to cast the technique is too short. It is rare among the foundation-building cultivators I have seen." This is a cultivator from the Wuliang Sect.
"That's true. Junior Brother Li performed four or five Quicksand Techniques at a time. Normally, others can only perform one. How...how...did he do that?"
“Hiss, that requires an extremely strong physical foundation to prevent the tendons and veins from being damaged by the instantaneous impact of a large amount of spiritual energy!”
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In a short period of time, discussions arose everywhere. The cultivators who came to Fengliang Mountain were all at the foundation building stage or above, and their eyesight was certainly not weak. They quickly discovered the problems in Li Yan's magic.
Gong Yuantai's people were calm and composed at first, but soon their faces looked unhappy. Although the two sides had only exchanged a few moves, the progress seemed to have exceeded their expectations.
This Li Yan from Xiaozhu Peak was already beyond the reach of all of them with just this one skill called "Quicksand Technique". No one could achieve such a level.
"How many years has this person been in the sect? He was able to advance to the fake elixir stage. This is the result of Uncle Wei's painstaking cultivation. How can he be so powerful in immortal arts
This is not something that can be achieved by accumulating pills. It requires extremely strong talent and a lot of practice, but even so, it is not necessarily possible to achieve this speed of performing magic."
Gong Yuantai thought about it in his mind, but he couldn't get an answer for a moment. He thought to himself that he couldn't do it, and he couldn't even achieve half the power of the magic cast by Junior Brother Li.
Although he had heard before that Li Yan from Xiaozhu Peak had come to Fengliang Mountain, their "Green Bat Camp" and "Heavy Front Camp" were mainly responsible for exploring in different directions and had very few intersections, so he did not know Li Yan's cultivation level before, otherwise he would have been shocked when compared to a month ago.
For a moment, all the cultivators present had a myriad of thoughts, but most of them were puzzled. Everyone knew that cultivators were short of time. On the one hand, they had to seize the time to advance to a higher realm to increase their lifespan. On the other hand, no matter how well they practiced the low-level basic magic, it would be better to practice a random intermediate magic to be more powerful.
Bro, who was already flying in the air in the distance, curled his lips and muttered quietly, "I knew this would happen! How could a person make the basic immortal arts that Qi Condensation cultivators just practice several times more powerful? Only those who have nothing better to do would give up practicing more advanced immortal arts and waste their time on this."
Seeing that Li Yan used the "Quicksand Technique" to make the entire courtyard full of rolling yellow sand, and only spiritual consciousness could penetrate to see the situation inside, Wang Ning also became more vigilant and cautious in the flying yellow sand.
She was a little surprised that the yellow sand could counter her sword energy and crush silk, but she was more concerned about the yellow sand itself.
What are the Wuliang Sect cultivators? They are all poison cultivators, and they are the strongest poison cultivator sect on this continent. The endless stream of poisonous insects and poisonous pills are famous throughout the Desolate Moon Continent.
It was no exaggeration to say that they were notorious in the past. Facing them, Wang Ning had already opened the spiritual power shield on her body. The scene of Tang Minglong being ambushed by the other party just now was still fresh in her memory. How could she fall into their trap again
However, after seeing Li Yan's methods, the coldness on Wang Ning's pretty face eased a little. At least it seemed that the higher-ups did not arrange this person to be the captain out of nepotism, and they did not take their lives to do whatever they wanted.
Now that the streaks of light that Wang Ning had shot out had been almost completely entangled by the opponent, the streaks of light that seemed to be galloping like dragons were slowly dispersing.
"You can't hold back any longer!"
Wang Ning thought of this and whispered softly, "Daoyou Li, be careful!!"
Just now she was worried that she might accidentally hurt the other person, but now it seems that she was worrying too much.
She stopped slashing out streaks of light, and suddenly a blue light appeared on her jade hand, creating a crystal blue scene. A strong aura slapped down towards the sword with her palm.
The Hundred Refined Sword in the other hand suddenly disappeared. In a trance, a number of small swords appeared beside Wang Ning, as if they had turned into fish swimming in the water. There were hundreds of them, shuttling back and forth rapidly beside her like fish swimming.
Wang Ning quickly raised her hands and was about to make sword gestures and perform the "Fish Swimming in Green Lotus" technique, but at this time Li Yan, who was standing far away and controlling the "Quicksand Technique" with only one hand, chuckled.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, it turns out that you are training a set of mother-and-child swords. No wonder you don't need a sword box!!"
With Li Yan's advanced cultivation level having just absorbed the essence of the "Immortal Dark Phoenix", he was confident that he could control his opponent between the two moves just now. However, that would be too shocking, which was not what Li Yan wanted.
So instead of fighting for a while longer, there was another reason. Li Yan wanted to see where Wang Ning's sword box was. If a cultivator who was a master of inner sword also practiced outer sword, it would be extremely terrifying.
Now that he already knew that Wang Ning was definitely just an outer sword cultivator and that the sword box was also the mother sword, he planned to prevent the other party from using subsequent means.
After all, Li Yan is a vengeful person. Although he seems not to care about the ridicule of Gong Yuantai and others, he has actually remembered it in his heart.
Although he had no intention of retaliating, he suddenly didn't want the other party to see more of his and Wang Ning's tricks.
Wang Ning also wanted to end the battle quickly and use some trump cards soon. Every cultivator's trump cards would be more or less beneficial and touching when seen by others.
Although he might not be able to defeat Wang Ning the next time he fights with this person, at least he is mentally prepared, and it will also help his own cultivation.
Li Yan didn't know how many people here had fought with Wang Ning, but he didn't want him to continue to use his skills, especially when he saw the gleam in Gong Yuantai's eyes when Wang Ning's sword turned into a swimming fish.
It was obvious that at least Gong Yuantai didn't know Wang Ning's methods, and he looked like he wanted to see what magic Wang Ning was going to perform next.
Li Yan suddenly felt a bad taste in his mouth. Those people who were gloating over other people's misfortunes wanted to take advantage of him? Then let Gong Yuantai be expectant one moment and extremely disappointed the next.
Li Yan felt that this was a good approach, as it could make others feel upset while making him feel happy.
So, when everyone was staring at Wang Ning, just as her pair of snow-white jade hands were about to make a gesture, Li Yan in the distance uttered "Boom!" Then the large amount of yellow sand in the courtyard turned into large pieces of fine powder with the sound of "bang, bang, bang..."
"It's poisonous fog!"
"poisonous!"
"Damn, this is all the Wuling Sect knows how to do!"
"What are you talking about? What's wrong with my Wuliang Sect? What abilities do you have? Show them to us, let us see them..."
For a moment, chaotic sounds arose again, accompanied by figures flying high into the sky.
Even Gong Yuantai and his men are no exception. Although they are also poison cultivators, it does not mean that they are not afraid of other poison cultivators' methods. Only fools would resist them.
“As expected!!” Wang Ning saw that when he was about to cast a powerful spell, the other party was indeed trying to take the initiative and stop him from casting the spell.
The yellow sand was indeed poisonous. Although Wang Ning was mentally prepared, the magic formula in his hand still paused, and his spiritual sense immediately explored his whole body.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that the fine powder in the rolling yellow fog hit his spiritual power shield, but the shield was not damaged and he did not feel any discomfort.
The reason why the Wuliang Sect was able to make the other three sects secretly join forces to resist it was really because its methods of stabbing and killing were too vicious. Not only were they endless and hard to guard against, but they also used every possible means.
Wang Ning had heard a long time ago that the number of low-level cultivators from the Wuliang Sect killing high-level cultivators was far greater than that from the other three sects. Their combat power might not be very strong, but as long as the opponent was hit, they would usually end up in excruciating pain.
Wang Ning didn't know Li Yan's character, but she heard that most of the monks of the Wuliang Sect were vicious people. Although he was here today, it was unlikely that Li Yan would use a deadly poison.
But if something was left on her, that was not what she wanted to see.
She usually doesn't seem to care much about her appearance, but if she really had scars and strange smells on her skin, she would definitely be extremely ashamed and angry.
The spiritual power shield outside Wang Ning's body was wrapped in layers of yellow mist. Although it was not a problem, she suddenly felt that her spiritual power consumption increased greatly. The yellow mist was constantly corroding the spiritual power shield. She dared not stay for long at this moment.
The ground beneath her feet gave off a circle of blue ripples. The speed at which the hundreds of small swords swam around her increased dramatically. In just an instant, another circle of sword energy formed outside the spiritual power shield, which immediately shattered the yellow mist in the sword energy.
At this time, her body had begun to rise into the air. In this situation, of course she had to get out of the yellow fog first.
At this moment, Wang Ning felt a thin and undetectable dark wind suddenly coming from his shoulder. This dark wind came at an incredibly fast speed, and there was no warning at all. If Wang Ning had not already increased his magic power to the extreme, he would not have noticed it at all.
Before she could think about it, the rapidly swirling sword energy outside her body suddenly stagnated, and a crack appeared in the spiritual power shield instantly, and a yellow mist floated in.
Wang Ning was a little dazed for a moment. At the same time when she felt the dark wind blowing into her shoulder, she smelled a faint strange smell at the tip of her nose. She was terrified and wanted to hold her breath, but she didn't have time to react.
She just felt a little dizzy, and the circulation of spiritual energy in her body slowed down. As a result, the sword energy of the swimming fish outside her body also slowed down, and more yellow mist took advantage of this gap to cover the spiritual power shield again.
Wang Ning knew that something was wrong, but even though she knew it, her reaction could not keep up. More strange smells came from the gap in the spiritual power shield on her shoulder.
With a "clang", Wang Ning could no longer hold on. The sword energy of the swimming fish at his side instantly merged into a long sword as fast as water, and fell to the ground the next moment.
At this time, Li Yan in the distance immediately rolled up his sleeves, and the yellow sand and yellow fog in the courtyard were immediately sucked into his sleeves. In an instant, he had taken them all back, and the courtyard became clear again.
At this moment, in the middle of the courtyard, Wang Ning was kneeling on one knee with one hand supporting the ground, with his long sword thrown aside.
Her body was a little shaky, and she was barely raising her head, her beautiful eyes looking at Li Yan in the distance, with confusion and bewilderment in them.
"Friend Wang, I'm grateful for your kindness!"
Li Yan bowed to her.
"I... I give up!"
Wang Ning was finally awakened by Li Yan's words. She was quite straightforward, but her head was still dizzy, so she could only force herself to speak.
At this time, several figures were flying over from a distance. Before they arrived, someone had already shouted, "Friend Li, Senior Sister Wang has admitted defeat. Please help her detoxify as soon as possible!"
Behind these people, many others also descended from the sky, looking at Wang Ning with anxious eyes, their gazes revealing strong worry.
Obviously, these people in front must be familiar with Wang Ning, and they may even be from the same school. Everyone knows that the sooner a poisoned person is detoxified, the better, to prevent the poison from entering the internal organs, which would be troublesome.
Li Yan was still standing there, not even planning to move his body, which made those people turn their eyes towards Li Yan, flashing with coldness and murderous intent.