Jun Shu took off his mask, revealing a man in white clothes as white as snow, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a long sword in his hand, pointing diagonally at the ground.
It is the banished immortal under the moon, with a cold sword shining brightly in the frost and snow.
Studio:
[Ahh, a god has descended to earth! I took screenshots like crazy! ]
[This is the correct way to appear! ]
Zhu Changyang covered his chest and said, "Our little Ci is so pretty!"
Jun Shu's movements froze: "..."
He only took it off because it was inconvenient to wear that mask.
Zijiu asked with a sinister look in his eyes: "So it's you."
Zhu Changyang said loudly: "Zi Jiuwen, give up, he is the man you can't have!"
"Ah, so Brother Jun is the one...!" Tan Tai Buqi looked at Zi Jiuwen in shock, then looked at Jun Shu, and finally understood!
It’s you, the handsome male cultivator!
Jun Shu closed his eyes, suppressed the urge to beat Zhu Changyang, and said coldly: "No."
Tan Tai Bu Qi nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand."
He wouldn't be willing to admit it.
Jun Shu: “…”
Zi Jiuwen almost vomited blood, but he hadn't completely lost his mind. He gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you get through the magic circle and get here?"
Those magic arrays were designed extremely cleverly, with one ring connected to another. Even a powerful person would not be able to break the array without any noise.
"Of course it depends on strength." Zhu Changyang said proudly, "How about it, are you scared?"
Tan Tai Buqi couldn't help but glance at him, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Strictly speaking, it is indeed a kind of strength.
These remarks really made the other people from the Yuxu Sect feel fearful, and they became a little timid before they even took action.
Seeing this, Zi Jiuwen knew that he could not let Zhu Changyang continue talking. This man's mouth could affect people's mood very much, and he had suffered a lot from it before.
He immediately pinched his fingers and pointed at him, "You are talking nonsense again, I want to see how capable you are."
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, whistling towards Zhu Changyang, but was immediately cut off by a ray of sword light, instantly destroying all of Zi Jiuwen's breath.
The rusty sword flew out immediately and went straight to Zijiuwen's face like a broken bamboo.
Zi Jiuwen's eyelids twitched, and he immediately took two steps back, swallowed a golden pill, and pointed his fingers. The aura around him became stronger and instantly condensed into thick fog, covering the sky and the moon.
The thick fog swept in like a strong wind, surrounding Jun Shu.
Tan Tai Buqi exclaimed in surprise: "Zi Jiuwen is making rapid progress!"
Just based on the ability to control Qi, one must have cultivation level of at least the middle stage of Nascent Soul, or even the peak stage.
When Zi Jiuwen was on the hot search in the cultivation world because of his wedding scandal, it was rumored that his cultivation level was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm. In less than a year, he had actually advanced several levels.
This speed is astonishing in the entire Piaomiao Continent.
Tan Tai Bu Qi was a little nervous and grabbed Zhu Chang Yang's arm: "Brother Jun, what realm are you in? Can you beat Zi Jiu Wen?"
"Good question." Zhu Changyang fell into deep thought, "What realm is our Lord in now?"
When I first met Jun Shu, he seemed to be at the foundation-building stage. Now that so much time has passed, I really don’t know how he has progressed.
Tan Tai Bu Qi's mouth twitched slightly: "Are you really friends?"
Zhu Changyang remained calm: "I only make friends based on my sincerity and never care about the other person's cultivation."
Tan Tai Bu Qi was deeply touched when he heard this and exclaimed: "You are really good at finding a way out."
Zhu Changyang spread his hands innocently: "I'm serious."
The main reason is that Jun Shu himself never mentions anything about cultivation. As a modern man, he really has no habit of paying attention to such things, nor is he like these natives who can judge a person's realm with their naked eyes.
But now thinking about it, it seems that every time they encountered problems, Jun Shu's cultivation was always just enough.
It feels very elastic.
As they were talking, Jun Shu and Zi Jiuwen had already exchanged dozens of moves.
There were flashes of sword light in the thick fog, and the rusty sword created countless sword qi, which crushed the fog one by one.
The majestic sword intent seemed to have a thousand pounds of force as it rushed towards Zijiuwen.
Zi Jiuwen took several steps back, but it was still a little too late. He felt a chill on his face, and the mask broke into two pieces and fell to the ground. The covered face was revealed, exposed under the moonlight.
Tan Tai Buqi immediately let out an "Ah" and took a breath of cold air.
I saw that half of Zi Jiuwen's face was cracked and blackened, like a rotten corpse, while the other half was still intact, and you could vaguely see some of its former charm. However, when they were put together, it looked even more eerie.
Zhu Changyang was also surprised, but not frightened. Instead, the corroded state on Zi Jiuwen's face was very similar to the appearance of Wang Quanyi after he was harmed by the poison pill in Qili City.
At that time, Wang Quanyi said that the two monks who fed him the poison pill went to Qili City to find a place to hide the corpse.
Now it seems that the two cultivators are most likely from the Yuxu Sect. The Yuxu Sect is searching for the corpse everywhere, and the places they have stolen are probably not limited to the Yaoyin Pavilion and the Jijin Sect.
Zi Jiuwen's true identity was exposed, and he was horrified. He angrily scolded the others: "You useless people, why don't you hurry up and do it."
The guards around them finally reacted and attacked Jun Shu with their Qi, while two others rushed towards Zhu Changyang and Tan Tai Buqi. Jun Shu's eyes moved, and he turned his rusty sword around, ready to protect Zhu Changyang.
Zhu Changyang knew his own strength and knew that he could not help, but at least he could not be a drag, so he quickly said: "You deal with the guy surnamed Zi first, don't worry about me, I can protect myself!"
At this time, Zi Jiuwen swallowed three golden pills in succession, and suddenly soared into the air. He waved his hands and the thick fog rose again.
This time the fog came like a carbuncle, surging in as if it could penetrate into the bone marrow.
Jun Shu could only draw a barrier in front of Zhu Changyang and warned him, "You must be careful."
Then he flew up on his sword, with sword light flashing everywhere, and struck at Zi Jiuwen and the few people who rushed over.
Zi Jiuwen only felt the mighty sword power, which actually made his blood boil. His face changed, "Impossible, your cultivation -"
They had fought once at the wedding banquet at Changchun Tower. At that time, this man was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Now he has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and will soon enter the Spirit Severing stage. How could this man be able to suppress him
Zi Jiuwen was secretly shocked and had to swallow another golden elixir. He quickly flew back to a curved mountain in the northeast.
Seeing that he had no strength left to attack Zhu Changyang, Jun Shu caught up with him on his sword, his sword energy as strong as a rainbow, rushing towards the dangerous peak.
With a loud bang, the earth shook and the mountain peak was cut off, with dirt and gravel rolling down.
Tan Tai Bu Qi stared at him with wide eyes: "Brother Jun, your cultivation is not simple!"
Zhu Changyang was also a little surprised. Jun Shu usually slept in his room every day and didn't practice much, but his progress was even faster than his own.
Could this be related to the memories that Jun Shu lost
But before he could think about it, the other people from the Yuxu Sect had already controlled their Qi and rushed towards them.
Zhu Changyang quickly bumped into Tan Tai Buqi's arm and said, "Hurry, it's up to you."
Tan Tai Bu Qi was silent for a moment, then said, "Didn't you just say that you can protect yourself?"
Zhu Changyang: "Yes, I'm counting on you to protect me."
Tan Tai Bu Qi: …The bodyguard turned out to be me.
Although he was speechless, his actions were clear. He grabbed into the air with both hands and the talisman flew out.
"A mere trifle." The two leading men from the Yuxu Sect sneered disdainfully and raised their hands, with a gust of wind blowing the talisman away.
When they were about to chase after them, they heard a loud "boom" and a bolt of thunder struck from the sky, just an inch in front of the two of them. They were so scared that they took several steps back and almost fell down.
"Tsk, it was a little off." Tan Tai Buqi expressed deep regret.
Those people were all experts in the Yuxu Sect. They barely stopped two of them, but they could not withstand the other side's large numbers and strong forces. In the blink of an eye, two more people approached them.
Tan Tai Buqi threw the talisman again, but the two men were well prepared. They chanted silent incantations and the spiritual energy around them increased, forming a barrier that made it impossible for the talisman to get close to their bodies.
Tan Tai Bu Qi exclaimed softly: "This is a technique of ghosts and gods."
The art of ghosts and gods can drive the spirit energy and use it for one's own benefit. It is an extremely powerful skill. These disciples can actually use this magic, which shows that their cultivation is not bad.
Although Tan Tai Buqi is proficient in the art of talismans, he is young after all, and his cultivation is still insufficient. It would be fine if he could only deal with one or two people, but when facing so many people at once, he is no match for them.
"I'm going to die." Tan Tai Buqi was covered in cold sweat and was just getting anxious when he heard a deafening roar. A black shadow jumped out of Zhu Changyang's pocket, flipped in the air, and suddenly grew bigger.
It was a sturdy black tiger with a white forehead. The black tiger roared to the sky, showing its sharp white teeth, and pounced on the two people who were close to it.
The two were startled and reacted quickly to move to the sides, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Tan Tai Bu Qi glared fiercely: "Demon, demon tiger—"
Tan Tai Bu Qi: "...!"
What the hell, little cat! No wonder he heard a tiger roar at Tu Chaofeng’s house that night and he thought he had misheard it!
The developer was extremely ferocious, swift as lightning and pounced on one of them, his claws like hooks. Fortunately, the other party had good skills and a strong wind was forced at him, which gave him a chance to slow down, but his flying robe was still caught and torn into pieces with a "hiss".
Zhu Changyang still sighed: "Look how cute it is!"
Tan Tai Buqi looked at the beast with a forehead full of silk flowers and agreed with tears in his eyes: "Very cute."
Wear the pinkest flower and wave the fiercest claws.
With the help of the developer, Tan Tai Buqi's pressure was slightly reduced. After a while, he set up another talisman formation to resist the ghost and god techniques of the Yuxu Sect.
Zhu Changyang watched as they played whack-a-mole, pressing down one and another popping up. He knew that dragging it out would do more harm than good, so he patted Tan Tai Buqi on the shoulder and said, "Hold them back first, I'll get some weapons."
"Can you do it?" Tan Tai Bu Qi was about to cry. He could see that Zhu Chang Yang really had never learned any fighting spells. Now was the time to fight with fists. He was really at a disadvantage in this situation. But he still said, "Then hurry up. I can only hold on for a while..."
"No problem." Zhu Changyang made an OK gesture, then poured out a pile of broken swords from his pocket.
Tan Tai Bu Qi Yuan was expecting him to come up with some powerful weapons, but when he looked at the ground, he saw only scraps of copper and iron. He was completely numb and shivered, "I believed your lies."
Feeling that Zhu Changyang was unreliable, Tan Tai Buqi decided to rely on himself. He immediately rushed forward, quickly forming seals with his hands. The spiritual energy in the four corners of the depression surged, and spiritual talismans appeared all over the sky in an instant.
The talisman fire lit up and the cinnabar glowed red.
The spiritual energy that the people of the Yuxu Sect had gathered was suddenly suppressed, and their feet became stagnant, making it almost impossible for them to move.
"It's a trap formation." One person narrowed his eyes slightly, "This person is from the Mishan Sect."
"We must not let him escape." Another person's eyes flashed with brilliance, "Form a formation."
Several people swallowed several golden pills each, and their cultivation level increased instantly. They broke free from the constraints of the formation, and at the same time quickly seized positions and formed a formation.
The spiritual energy condensed and, as if being driven, broke through the trap and drilled into Tan Tai Buqi's spiritual platform.
Originally, cultivators practiced with spiritual energy, so it should be a good thing for spiritual energy to enter the body. However, this spiritual energy contained a faint aura of evil and was completely out of control. Once it invaded the spiritual platform, it immediately rushed to the limbs and bones.
Tan Tai Buqi screamed "Ah!" and his limbs were controlled by the breath. He was like a puppet tied with strings, unable to move.
One of them laughed proudly: "It is said that the Mishan Sect's talisman technique is unique in the Nine Regions, but it seems that it is still inferior to the ghost and god technique of my Yuxu Sect."
"Bah, hundreds of you beat me up, and you still have the nerve to brag about yourself." Tan Tai Buqi cursed loudly, then silently chanted a spell, and a talisman appeared out of thin air, which was stuck on his forehead and lit.
The spirit platform was closed, and those breaths mixed with demonic energy no longer invaded. Tan Tai Buqi's limbs relaxed, "Grandson, see the talisman method of Mishan Sect."
The people of Yuxu Sect didn't expect that he could still use talismans even though his limbs were trapped. They were very surprised. Then they saw that he was still very young and fierce in his eyes, so they quickly guessed, "You are Tan Tai Buqi."
He is the only one in Mishan Sect who has this ability at this age.
Tan Tai Buqi did not deny it, and mocked wildly: "Hey, you have heard of me, but I haven't heard of you, which means you are still not good enough."
The Yuxu Sect's people's faces turned black: "Arrogant, well, I'll let you see the real art of ghosts and gods."
Several people changed their spells, and the spiritual energy that had previously invaded Tan Tai Buqi's body was driven out again, and actually controlled him to walk towards the people from Yuxu Sect.
Tan Tai Bu Qi was shocked: "How could it be—"
One person laughed loudly: "The magic of ghosts and gods can control ghosts and gods, let alone living people."
Seeing that he was about to get close to them and couldn't control his limbs, he was undoubtedly at the mercy of others. Tan Tai Buqi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Not only him, but everyone in the live broadcast room was also extremely anxious.
Studio:
[Oh no, Brother Fu is in danger! ]
[Where are the people from Changyang? Why are you leaving Brother Fu to handle this alone? ]
[Um, Chang Yang seems to be flying a sword...]
[What the hell? What sword is flying? Why can't I see it? ]
As Tan Tai Buqi was fighting fiercely with the people from the Yuxu Sect, most of the attention in the live broadcast room was focused on this side, and only a few people were still paying attention to Zhu Changyang's movements.
At this time, Tan Tai Buqi was in a bad situation. Everyone turned their attention back and found that Zhu Chang Yang was really throwing those rotten swords at him.
Zhu Changyang inherited some sword skills from Gu Peng. Although he was not very proficient in them, he had no problem with basic sword-controlling techniques.
He held his breath and concentrated, controlling the rusty broken swords to fly towards the depression.
The flying sword was moving at a very fast speed, but it did not have any killing intent, and it was not even heading towards the people from the Yuxu Sect. Instead, it stayed close to the ground, flying in different directions in a stealthy manner.
Studio:
[Chang Yang, stop slacking off. If you can fly a sword, hurry up and kill them! Why are you still playing with a drone? ]
[No, there seems to be a string connected to his sword...]
Because it was night and Zhu Changyang was hiding in the dark, the audience in the live broadcast room could not see clearly. After careful observation, they saw that each sword was connected to a thin metal wire.
No matter how lightly his flying sword moved, the Yuxu Sect's people were highly skilled after all, and they would notice the slightest movement.
However, seeing that there was no sword energy on his sword, and he did not get close to them at all, they all thought that his cultivation was low and his sword skills were too weak to touch them, and they did not take him seriously at all. Therefore, they completely ignored him and focused on dealing with Tan Tai Buqi.
Seeing that Tan Tai Buqi was about to fall into the hands of the Yuxu Sect, Zhu Changyang finally completed his plan. He was not good at swordsmanship, so when he was anxious, he always made some sounds and movements. He immediately raised his fingers upwards and shouted, "Get up!"
As soon as the words came out, the broken swords that were originally flying close to the ground suddenly rose up. Some people from the Yuxu Sect then discovered that there were thin metal threads connected to those swords.
The broken swords were scattered in all corners of the depression, and the silk threads crisscrossed to form a net, surrounding the people of the Yuxu Sect.
In fact, several people in the Yuxu Sect had noticed these metal wires a long time ago, but they didn't even care about their flying swords, let alone the time to deal with these ordinary thin ropes.
Some people in the mortal realm use steel wires and the like as weapons, because the flesh and blood of mortals are fragile and will break if cut.
However, it would be too naive to think of using this method to deal with cultivators. These threads have a little bit of weak spiritual power, but they are far from being magical weapons, and they may not even be able to cut off their aura.
One person mocked, "I think you have been in the mortal realm for too long. Your brain has become stupid, right?"
The live broadcast room saw the clues:
[Wow, is Changyang going to be electrified again? ! ]
[Electrocute them, urgent! ]
[Alas, this trick won't work, right? These people are quite powerful, and the wires may not be able to touch them. ]
[Indeed, even if they were to be electrocuted, it would be a question whether they could be electrocuted. These people are not on the same level as the little thief before.]
The live broadcast room was extremely tense.
The Yuxu Sect was in a normal state. When one of their men saw that Tan Tai Buqi was unable to move, he slowly separated his breath and reached out to the metal wire laid by Zhu Changyang, trying to break it.
At this moment, Zhu Changyang put his hands together and a powerful sword intent surged out.
This was the move he used to deal with Su Ti in the Gupeng Secret Realm, and it was also the move he was most proficient in.
The sword energy surged, instantly shattering the breath released by the Yuxu Sect's man. The surrounding broken swords flew wildly, driving the metal wires to wrap around the Yuxu Sect's man.
The people of the Yuxu Sect never expected that he had such sword skills. They were caught off guard and terrified, and hurriedly used their energy to resist the sword energy.
But the sword energy only lasted for a moment and immediately weakened, giving the silk threads the opportunity to wrap around them.
The people of Yuxu Sect breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Zhu Changyang's cultivation was just so-so. He had used all his strength to come up with this sword move to scare them, but in the end he still wanted to rely on those metal wires. They couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, you think you can use these to deal with us?"
When Tan Tai Buqi saw the material of the threads clearly, his eyes widened, and he struggled to jump to the side, then fell to the ground suddenly, avoiding those deadly threads far away.
One of them sneered at the sight, holding onto the string wrapped around his waist, not even bothering to concentrate on his cultivation, "This thing, I can break it with just a pinch..."
Before he finished speaking, all the disciples of the Yuxu Sect let out a shrill scream. Their eyeballs almost popped out as they stared in Zhu Changyang's direction in disbelief. They wanted to say something but couldn't open their mouths.
In the distance, Zhu Changyang squatted beside the generator and slowly touched his chest: "I was scared to death. Fortunately, I got the transformer, otherwise I really couldn't do anything to you."
Fortunately, his cultivation had improved, and he used spiritual fire to refine high-voltage wires, so the wires did not need to be made that thick, and could withstand such a high voltage, allowing him to successfully build a network in secret.
Studio:
[… Transformer? ? ]
[Damn, hahaha, so it’s high voltage electricity! ]
[As expected of you, Zhu Changyang, if you had been a little more cautious, these people would have survived the calamity right on the spot! ]
[It’s so toxic, but I like it so much! ]
The author has something to say:
Chang Yang: Faraday, you are my God~
And thank you again, Brother Gu Peng.
(End of this chapter)