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"Old Demon Yun, do you really want to become enemies with me for the sake of three pill-forming monks?"

Ancestor Ji Huan shouted and asked while using his magic power.

Yun He didn't respond, silently feeling the movement of the 'Corpse Soul Gu' in his palm, his eyes filled with cold light.

If the opponent is a monk who practices righteous techniques, such as sword cultivation, five element techniques, etc., he may be a little more wary.

But since the opponent is a monk who practices magic, even if the opponent is a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk, Yun He feels that he has the strength to fight.

of course.

Cross-realm fighting is not what he is keen on, and he rarely even does it. He likes to crush in realms, but he just crushes his opponents.

But this time, he did not hesitate to take action when facing Ancestor Ji Huan, and it was not just because of Pearl and the others.

He had promised Qilin Changkong to protect the pearl, but he was not willing to risk his life for it.

Dong Ningxuan was just his concubine, not a Taoist companion, not to mention Fairy Binggui, who could only be regarded as his subordinate at best.

These three women are not enough to make him fight for his life.

There are naturally other reasons why he is so decisive.

The mana surges more and more intensely.

Seeing that Yun He ignored his words and put on an attitude of insisting on having a fight, Ancestor Ji Huan laughed angrily.

"Okay, okay, you are just a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. You really think you are lucky to have escaped from a late-level fourth-level monster, so you are pretentious? This ancestor will teach you a lesson today and let you understand."

The words are not finished yet.

"Noisy!"

Yun He interrupted with a low drink.

The flying sword strikes again.

Ancestor Ji Huan's pupils suddenly shrank, and under the infusion of his mana into the bloody gong in his hand, all the demonic energy surging around him was absorbed into the gong like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

This is the natal magic weapon of Ancestor Ji Huan, the yin and yang gong.

As soon as the gong sounded, a mist of pink mist filled the air.

Even though the "power of thunder" of the demonic nemesis failed to cause absolute crushing power, it was stained by the pink mist released by the gong and became shaky.

"Yin and Yang double gongs" release the yin and yang aura of joy, which has the effect of a filthy magic weapon. '

Yun He's face was solemn, and the information about Ancestor Ji Huan's magic weapon flashed in his mind.

Without waiting for Ancestor Ji Huan to express his intention, Yun He opened his mouth slightly, and immediately four more flying swords came out of his mouth.

Tightly pinched with both hands.

"Congeal!"

Five Elements Sword Formation!

The Five Elements Heavenly Thunder Sword captured by the 'Yin Yang Qi of Joy' was summoned by the Five Elements Sword Formation and flew back immediately.

"Ow—"

Five flying swords formed a sword formation, and a brilliant golden dragon jumped into the air. As soon as the arc light jumping on it came into contact with the pink mist, it immediately defeated part of the mist and disappeared.

"The power of thunder." Ancestor Ji Huan's expression was extremely ugly.

He had heard that Old Demon Yun had the ability to control the 'power of thunder', but he didn't pay much attention to it at first. After all, even if he could control this kind of power, how much could he control?

But when he really saw the surging 'power of thunder', he suddenly felt very troublesome.

The 'Power of Heavenly Thunder' was too severe a restraint on his magic power.

But if you want him to restrain himself in this way, it would be looking down on the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Ancestor Ji Huan spat out, and a misty essence flowed into the 'Yin Yang Qi of Acacia', and then he threw the gong in his hand into the pink mist.

All of a sudden.

The mist immediately solidified a lot, and with the help of the magic weapon, the 'Yin Yang Qi of Joy' was actually in a stalemate with Yun He's Five Elements Sword Formation.

Speaking of which, Ancestor Ji Huan still had the confidence to act so unscrupulously, and the pair of 'yin and yang double gongs' still had some skills.

However, Ancestor Ji Huan was really surprised at this moment.

He knew very well the power of his pair of 'yin and yang double gongs', but he was just in a stalemate with Yun He in front of him?

You must know that he is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. The gap between each small realm in the Nascent Soul stage is huge. With the advantage of magic weapon and the suppression of cultivation and magic power, he can actually compete with Yun He's Five Elements Confrontation with the Heavenly Thunder Sword?

Perhaps it seemed to others that they were evenly matched, but in fact he knew very well that it was the dragon manifested by the power of thunder that was suppressing him.

The initiative is not in his hands.

If this continues, it will be difficult for him to gain an advantage unless he continues to fight Yun He by taking advantage of his more powerful magic power.

Not to mention how long it would take to exhaust Yun He's mana, and whether some changes would occur during this period. The result of being directly suppressed by an early Yuanying monk was not something he could accept.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Ancestor Ji Huan, and the rough, short palm hidden under the wide sleeves of the robe turned over, and then he injected mana and threw it out.

Whoosh whoosh—

The arcs of three thin hairs shot toward Yun He from three directions at extremely tricky angles.

These three arc lights are not only fast, but also difficult for even the consciousness to perceive.

Yun He's heart palpitated, and the hairs on his back stood up. Feeling a strong threat, he patted his dantian without any explanation. Immediately, a small earth-colored shield was pulled out, and it suddenly grew in size with the rapid injection of mana, and Yun He was shrouded.

Tuk-tuk-tuk! !

Then three muffled sounds were heard.

There were actually three long needles with strange colors nailed to the "Monster Qing Armor"!

"Fourth-level high-quality magic weapon?!"

Seeing that his 'Seven Emotions Needle' was blocked, Ancestor Ji Huan's eyes widened with shock on his face.

His 'Seven Emotions Needle' can be penetrated by a fourth-level low-grade magic weapon. If three of the fourth-level middle-grade magic weapons are used at the same time, there is a certain chance of piercing it. Only a fourth-level high-grade magic weapon can block it so easily.

A mere monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul not only has a set of flying swords that are barely comparable to the fourth-level high-grade magic weapon, but he also has a fourth-level high-grade defensive magic weapon?

At this time, Ancestor Ji Huan realized that perhaps Yun He's ability to escape from the Thousand-Winged Blood Mosquito was not just because of his fast escape speed.

However, his reaction speed was very fast. He immediately bent his fingers, and the three 'Seven Emotional Needles' separated from the 'Qing Yao Armor' and flew into the air again, surrounding Yun He, as if looking for a breakthrough angle.

Yun He had a frosty look on his face, while he was using the Five Elements Sword Formation and using his 'Demon Armor' to prevent sneak attacks.

'The foundation of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying is indeed not comparable to that of the monks in the early stage of Yuanying. '

He had a hunch that Ancestor Ji Huan should still have a trump card.

If the monks are equally matched in their fighting skills, then they will be comparing their trump cards.

As for trump cards, what should he, Yunhe, fear?

the other side.

Fairy Binggui and Dong Ningxuan, who were supporting Pearl, looked at the battle between Yun He and Ancestor Ji Huan in the distance, with surprise beyond words.

"Elder Yun can actually compete with a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk on a par?" Fairy Binggui murmured.

After not seeing each other for decades, Yun He, the supreme elder of their Ice Immortal Pavilion, could actually compare with a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk?

This was more intuitive than the shock they felt when they heard that Yun He could escape from the Thousand-Winged Blood Mosquito.