Chapter 239: The wealthy man is the bride of the bride, and the rival has arrived (12)
Chapter 239 The rich man is the one who makes the wedding dress, and the opponent has arrived
"What!?"
An Wenyuan's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant!
He had no time to move his body.
But his thoughts turned very quickly, and he moved like a conditioned reflex!
This is the sharpness of often walking on the edge of life and death!
A jade shield appeared in front of him, and at the moment when the fist was about to hit his face, it was barely blocked!
Bang!
Crack!
Crack!
The fist and shield intersected, and a roar resounded in all directions, followed by two slight crisp sounds!
That was the sound of the shield being cracked and the bones being cracked!
"Huh?"
The skin was all cracked, and blood flowed out. Yu Xian rushed out in blood like a demon from hell. His scarlet eyes were filled with surprise, but more of it was a strong murderous intent!
"Break!"
Even though the fist had cracked bones, he did not retreat at this moment, but instead pushed forward again. With a loud bang, the jade shield exploded completely, and Yu Xian's hand bones were completely broken!
In order to trick him and get him close, he didn't even use the Spirit God Shield. He relied purely on his physical body and the third-level Bu Yunyi to withstand his spells, just to make him think that he had been killed by the spells!
At this moment, the third-level superior Bu Yunyi had already been beaten to pieces, but his physical body in the late stage of Xiaodan body could withstand the bombardment of two foundation-building great perfection spells!
Even though he was seriously injured and his flesh and blood were torn, he held on and got a chance to counterattack!
The opportunity was rare. Once An Wenyuan ran away and opened up the distance, although Yu Xian was not afraid, if the two sides wanted to have a life-and-death battle, it would really be a protracted battle, and even Yu Xian would be defeated in the end!
Because in the final analysis, his realm of magic cultivation was not enough, and after An Wenyuan had learned a lesson, there was no possibility for him to get close!
So, this was the only chance!
Fight to the death!
"Physical cultivator!?"
An Wenyuan's pupils began to dilate again. As the jade shield shattered, he retreated madly and screamed!
It turned out that this guy was not only a Dharma cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, but also a physical cultivator in the late stage of foundation building!
No wonder he dared to come in! !
Yu Xian, who was attacking like an ancient beast, was filled with terrible blood and energy, which made him feel painful all over! It was like a furnace, burning everything!
I was careless! I was careless! I shouldn't have come so recklessly! The continuous victories made me dizzy! !
An Wenyuan gritted his teeth and roared. The jade shield bought him a few tenths of a breath. His hands flew like lightning, and a green tripod roared out, and another blood-colored long sword also shot out!
Defense is not as good as attack! !
But he didn't have time to pinch the formula to cast a spell, so he could only use magic weapons.
He didn't believe that Yu Xian's punch could kill him. His body was not as weak as that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator. In order to prepare for Dan Condensation, he had worked hard on his body!
And under the combined attack of the big tripod and the blood knife, even if he couldn't kill him, he could still repel him!
By then, even if he was injured, even if he was seriously injured, he could immediately distance himself, and then there would be infinite possibilities, and he could counterattack!
Now all he had to do was to distance himself! Distance himself!!
Yu Xian's eyes were still cold, and there was no trace of his previous laughter and scolding?
Facing the big tripod smashing down and the blood knife stabbing, he didn't even blink, his flesh and blood turned over, his bones broke, and his fist with bone fragments exposed was still clenched like a hammer!
"Die!"
Xiao Dan's late-stage body exploded completely, and all his strength gathered in this fist, hitting an ear-shattering sonic boom, and in a flash, it fell on An Wenyuan's chest.
The head was out of reach. He was leaning back and retreating. If you insist on hitting his head, you may not be able to hit him, and give him enough time to buffer!
So, the chest is enough!
With a low shout, like a muffled thunder, the fist is faster than the two magic weapons. The blood on it exploded into mist, like a blood flame, and fell on An Wenyuan's chest!
Time seemed to slow down.
Fear and pain appeared on An Wenyuan's face, and then his eyes bulged, his mouth opened, and pieces of internal organs and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out as if they were squeezed!
Boom! !
The earth roared, and the fist smashed down with An Wenyuan. The ground instantly cracked into turtle patterns and sank to a depth of half a foot!
Boom!
Puff!
The next moment, there were two more noises. The big tripod hit Yu Xian's chest on the spot, and the blood knife slashed the air by the neck as Yu Xian tried his best to dodge, but it still cut a wound and gushed out blood.
Yu Xian retreated four or five steps, his eyes were fighting, his footprints were deeply embedded in the ground, he held up the cauldron, spit out a mouthful of blood, and rushed over again to finish off An Wenyuan.
"Gu..."
At this moment, An Wenyuan's face was full of blood mixed with his internal organs.
He lay in the pit, whimpering in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
He stared at Yu Xian, his eyes were filled with reluctance, shock, and despair, and finally slowly lost color.
The heart, liver, spleen, and lungs in his chest were all blown up by Yu Xian!
Unless someone now brings him an eighth-level or ninth-level treasure pill to prolong his life, protect him from death, and help his internal organs regenerate, otherwise he will definitely die!
But obviously, there is no such person, nor such a precious medicine.
"Good!"
Above the sky, a loud and happy shout suddenly came from the two distractions: "Good kill!!"
As for the other spirit, he was silent. After a moment, he said slowly: "Winning and losing are common. You are so excited that you are really out of control. A cultivator from a big sect is like a shrew in the market. It's really ridiculous."
"I do!"
Fu Ning'an laughed and said: "I laugh when I'm happy, hahaha!"
"Hehe, go out and choose someone."
The old Taoist ignored Fu Ning'an, but his words were obviously cold. As soon as he finished speaking, his spirit was silent and returned to the outside world.
Fu Ning'an laughed again, glanced at Yu Xian, and then he thought about it and returned to the outside world.
"Hu...Hu...Hu..."
Yu Xian panted, stretched out his hand, and took out several healing pills in the storage bag, put them into his mouth, sat cross-legged, and began to heal quickly.
According to the rules, you have to wait for one incense stick outside, so he has fifty incense sticks here, so he has ten hours.
However, no one knew whether the old Taoist would send someone in immediately. After all, he had done the same thing before. He had every reason and excuse, so he had to hurry up to recover.
Under the effect of the fourth-level treasure pill, Yu Xian's neck injury recovered quickly first, and then the depression in his chest also recovered little by little.
The wounds all over his body naturally healed visibly.
Only the bones in his fist were broken several times, and the injury was serious. He could not recover for a while.
This is also one of the defects of physical cultivation.
The body is strong, but once it is damaged, it is difficult to recover.
However, it is useless to rush. The effect of the medicine is still continuing, and continuing to take medicine is a waste.
After resting for an hour, Yu Xian opened his eyes, exhaled, and raised his hand.
Several water balls appeared and fell on him, washing the blood stains on his body. With another wave of his hand, a brand new green robe was put on.
Yu Xian stood up, put his right hand, which was still horribly injured and slowly recovering, into his sleeve, and looked at the body of An Wenyuan, which had already cooled down.
Of course, there was nothing to see in the body. Yu Xian raised his hand and several storage bags in the body flew out.
In addition, the fourth-grade top-grade magic weapon Da Ding and the fourth-grade top-grade magic weapon Blood Knife flying in the distance were also summoned by him.
The owner was dead, and Yu Xian could easily refine the Da Ding and Blood Knife.
After putting these things away, Yu Xian raised his hand again, and the fire dragon flew out, turning An Wenyuan's body into ashes. Then he looked at the direction and went straight to the execution ground established by An Wenyuan before.
No one came for an hour, and it seemed that he had to wait outside for an incense stick.
Then he still had plenty of time here, maybe he could get familiar with the execution ground that An Wenyuan had already built and turn it into his own execution ground?
And the fact that he was a physical cultivator might be secretly told to the later cultivators by the old Taoist.
After all, this evil old Taoist priest didn't have Fu Ning'an's persistence. Even if two of his disciples died, Fu Ning'an would at most say one more word of caution.
But the old Taoist priest would probably quietly tell the other party his methods, spells, and even weaknesses.
As for evil practitioners, it's nonsense to ask them to talk about morality. Just make the worst plan.
On the way to the hill, Yu Xian began to check the harvest.
He didn't lose much, but only lost a third-level cloth cloud robe. Anyway, it would be eliminated sooner or later. Its wearing significance has exceeded its defensive significance.
And what is in the four storage bags in his hand makes Yu Xian very curious.
The mirror shadow method and the big five elements handprint, these two spells, Yu Xian really want.
Especially the big five elements handprint, Yu Xian only feels that it is almost as good as his two thunder fusion method!
He used his body to feel it for sure.
If it weren't for his strong body, he might really be killed by this handprint!
But his thunder ball is a fusion method, but it is just a spell!
It is definitely a secret technique, passed down from ancient times, or even ancient times!
Anyway, Yu Xian does not believe that An Wenyuan can comprehend such a spell by himself. A foundation-building cultivator cannot even feel the rules of heaven and earth, so it is impossible for him to create a fart spell by himself.
He casually opened a medium-grade storage bag, which was shining brightly. What he saw was more than one million low-grade spirit stones and more than a thousand medium-grade spirit stones. Of course, there was no difference in the wealth of a foundation-building great perfection.
However, except for the spirit stones, there was nothing else here. Obviously, this place had been cleaned up by An Wenyuan, and the spirit stones were left only because his storage bag could not hold them.
After putting it away casually, Yu Xian opened another one.
What he saw was still a pile of brilliant spirit stones, more than one million, and thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, and there was still nothing else.
Obviously, these two storage bags belonged to Liang Cheng and Lu Mingshan.
The two were killed by An Wenyuan, and the storage bag fell into An Wenyuan's hands. Now that he killed An Wenyuan, the storage bag fell into his hands.
Putting it away casually, Yu Xian opened the third storage bag.
The spirit stones still caught his eyes, and they were even more dazzling. A closer look showed that there were three piles, with more than three million low-grade spirit stones!
In addition, there were no less than 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and more than 200 high-grade spirit stones piled on one side.
This storage bag was purely used to store all the spirit stones.
Really rich!
Such a lot of spirit stones, more than one million more than when Yu Xian was the richest!
Of course, the 1 billion in the top-grade storage bag cannot be counted.
With only these three storage bags, Yu Xian has already obtained more than 6 million low-grade spirit stones, nearly 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and more than 200 high-grade spirit stones.
With so many spirit stones, Yu Xian might be able to exchange them for a set of fifth-level lower-grade magic weapons after he returns this time.
As for spirit stones, they should be spent when necessary, so that they can be converted into one's own strength and combat power.
Otherwise, if they are kept, they may become wedding clothes for others one day.
However, it is also possible that An Wenyuan intends to save a large sum of money and buy a Jinyuan Pill.
After all, it is time for him to condense the pill.
It's a pity that now they are all false. All the beautiful imaginations and future aspirations have turned into ashes at the moment of death.
So there is a saying in the cultivation world that nothing is more important than death, and everything is possible if you don't die!
Putting the storage bag back again, Yu Xian looked at the last one.
This must be the storage bag where An Wenyuan placed his magic weapons, pills, talismans, secret books, etc., which can be used at any time.
The thought probed into it, and it was indeed empty inside, without the flickering spirit stones.
After a glance, Yu Xian saw a pile of secret books at a glance.
As for the other fourth-level medium-level magic weapons, junk talismans, pills, and some messy sundries, Yu Xian didn't even look at them.
He quickly searched through the pile of secret books.
"Xuantian Yangshen Fa"
"Sun and Moon Magic"
"Spiritual Moon Slash"
"Small Light Technique"
"Big Five Elements Handprint"
"Xuantian Battle Armor Technique"
"Brilliant Sun Slash"
"Mirror Shadow Body Technique"
"Double Dragon Water Scroll"
"Spirit Body Step"
...
Just by looking at the names of the secret books and spell scrolls, Yu Xian knew that these things must be good.
Especially the Xuantian Yangshen Fa, which is the secret art of Xuantian Sect. Ordinary disciples can't learn it, and he is not qualified to learn it.
The Xuantian Yangshen Fa, like the effect of Yu Xian eating Yin Dan, is used to nourish the spirit and soul, in preparation for the future condensation of the Heaven and Earth Great Golden Pill.
But eating Yin Dan has risks, but using the Xuantian Yangshen Fa to train the spirit, except for the time-consuming, the rest are steady progress, without worries.
As for the Small Light Spell, it should be an attack spell similar to the Spiritual Finger, with a power of neither too great nor too small, Yu Xian thought to himself and threw it aside...
Spiritual Moon Slash and Brilliant Sun Slash should be derived spells from the Sun and Moon Divine Art, and they are more powerful when used together. His Wanshou Muchun Art cannot be used.
Xuantian Battle Armor Spell is a defensive spell. He has the Wood God Armor, so he cannot use it.
Spirit Body Step, I think it is a method of escaping into the air, which should be much more powerful than his Soaring Cloud Spell. He has seen An Wenyuan's speed. First, his realm is high, and second, the power of this Spirit Body Step must be high. He will learn it in the future to replace the Soaring Cloud Spell.
After Yu Xian sorted out the secret manuals and spell scrolls one by one, he set his sights on the Great Five Elements Handprint and the Mirror Image Shadow Body Spell.
These two spells are what he wants most.
But now time is urgent, and I am afraid it will be difficult to learn these two spells, so I can only try them a little.
Thinking of this, Yu Xian retracted his gaze and did not go to the hill. He sat cross-legged on the spot and reached out to take out the mirror shadow body technique.
He had no shortage of attack spells now, but this kind of confusing body technique was lacking.
This spell was a perfect match with his late-stage Xiaodan body.
Think about it, someone else blew up his fake body with a spell, and his real body rushed over like a tiger pouncing on its food. Who could react? Who could withstand it? Wouldn't it be easy to blow his head with a punch?
This is a killer move!
Yu Xian's mouth corners slightly raised, and he lowered his head to open the spell scroll.
I am a phantom god, with billions of boundless, mirror shadow clones, invincible in the world!
For this kind of skills, the bragging words that must be said at the beginning of the spell, Yu Xian has long been immune, skipped directly, and began to look at the way the spell works, the techniques, the formulas, and the method of using aura.
Soon, Yu Xian's aura was spinning all over his body, surrounding him.
Yu Xian kept pinching his fingers, and finally finished, and suddenly raised his hand and clapped: "Split!"
His figure shook on the spot, as if he had pulled apart an illusion, but then it overlapped again.
Failed.
But failure is normal, not failing is nonsense, a genius who succeeded in one stroke? That's playing tricks on the people watching.
Yu Xian looked calm, and pinched his fingers again to operate.
Time passed, and six hours passed unknowingly.
After six hours, Yu Xian performed dozens of times, but without exception, all failed.
It seems that this mirror shadow, or the spell called mirror shadow clone, is really difficult to practice!
"Yu Xian, get ready for battle."
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Yu Xian's ears, it was Fu Ning'an's voice.
Yu Xian's eyebrows trembled, and suddenly raised his hand and waved, dispersing the spiritual energy condensed by pinching his fingers, opened his eyes, stood up, and turned to look at the entrance of Xuantian Secret Realm.
In the distance, at the twisted entrance of Xuantian Secret Realm, a small black dot emerged, fell, and disappeared.
Yu Xian's eyes flashed with cold light. Without saying a word, he did not use any spells. He only used his physical strength and rushed towards that direction like a cheetah.
Time was not enough for him to make the small mountain execution ground his own.
So now he had only one choice.
Find that monk.
Get close.
Kill him.