Chapter 916: Strong
Staring at the undulating mountains in front of him, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
This mountain range is Lingyun Mountain, and Huang Ying was also involved in Feixianmen being besieged by various factions. Ye Chunyang naturally wanted to come and settle the ledger with the other party this time.
However, he also had another purpose for this trip. Back then, he obtained the original Heavenly Scripture technique from Lingyun Sect, which allowed him to practice dual cultivation with two bodies from the same source. However, as his cultivation level advanced, now this technique not only allows him to use the main body and the clone Apart from cooperating with each other to cast spells, it is already difficult to improve his cultivation. When this happens, he will go into seclusion to advance to the Nascent Soul. If he can find the remaining fragments of the original scripture, the chance of condensing the soul can be greatly increased.
After contemplating for a moment, he moved and flew straight towards the mountains.
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When Ye Chunyang went deep into Lingyun Mountain as if he were in a deserted place, there was something else going on in the sect.
In the Huixian Hall, a dozen figures in different costumes sat in separate courts, and on the other side were several Lingyun Sect elders, including Ao Qingyun.
Sitting above them were Huang Ying and Gu Xuan Dao Zun.
"Two fellow Taoists, you have also heard about recent events. That boy named Ye is really domineering. He actually destroyed several border sects. Now even the two Taoist priests from Yushou Mountain and Fuling Island in my righteous path are... The elder was also severely injured by him, and almost half of the peak beings in the entire Dongzhou immortal world were killed by him."
A deep voice echoed in the hall. The speaker was a fat man in brocade clothes. He was sitting on the left side. He seemed to be unprepossessing, but he was actually a late-stage alchemy monk. He wore a cloud-white jade crown on his head. , with the Yunxiao mark on it, which is unique to Shenxiao Pavilion.
Obviously this person is the Supreme Elder of Shenxiao Pavilion.
"Our Qianyuan sect also received a blood post from Ye Chunyang a few days ago, threatening to abolish his cultivation, otherwise he will kill the sect to pieces. I really have no other choice, so I have to ask you two. Fellow Taoist came to my aid." A skinny old man also said with an angry expression.
The first two remained silent.
"Brother Huang Ying, what do you think about this matter?" After a long silence, Gu Xuan asked Huang Ying.
Huang Ying narrowed his eyes slightly and his face was gloomy. After a while, he sneered and slowly stood up and looked around everyone: "That boy can kill all the elders of the sects on the border in just a few days. It seems that from the Immortal Tribulation His cultivation has greatly improved since he came out, but what if he has improved a lot? Now that our five major sects are united, are we still afraid of just one person?"
When the two elders of Shenxiao Pavilion and Qianyuan Sect heard this, their expressions flashed slightly, but they were speechless.
At the moment, it seems that this is the only way.
"Wait a minute."
Just when everyone reached an agreement, a deep voice suddenly came from the hall.
"What does Fellow Taoist Fentian have to say?"
Huang Ying and Gu Xuan raised their eyebrows at the same time and looked towards the place where the voice came from. The person who interrupted was none other than the Burning Sky Patriarch of the Burning Sky Sword Sect.
Facing the gazes of the two men, the Burning Sky Patriarch hid his hands in his sleeves and said calmly: "You want to jointly deal with that person, but I, the Burning Sky Sword Sect, did not participate. Don't forget that you were the first to do so. After taking action against Feixianmen, who can be blamed now that people are coming to kill them? "
The faces of several great monks present who were afraid of the late period darkened when they heard this.
Seeing this scene, Ancestor Fentian looked sarcastic and said without fear: "I warned you back then that the man named Ye is not someone to be trifled with. When you were fighting against the Ancient Demon in the Land of Immortal Tribulation, You see, he holds the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure in his hand, and now his cultivation is not inferior to any of you, do you think you will be his opponent? "
Those words were like a sharp cone, piercing into everyone's hearts. Gu Xuan and Huang Ying also became gloomy and speechless for a moment.
If the other party holds the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure alone, it may not be enough to make them afraid, but if he really advances to the later stage, the situation will be very different.
Thinking of this, the fat man in Jinyi from Shenxiao Pavilion and the skinny old man from Qianyuan Sect felt a little regretful. If they had not participated in the siege of Feixian Sect out of greed, how could they be in such a panic today.
"Hmph, so what if he has the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure? I would like to know him for a while. Is it possible that in just a few decades, he really has the strength to surpass us?" Gu Xuan's face was covered with a trace of worry. A layer of haze, Senran said.
The fat man and the skinny old man's expressions flashed, but after hearing this, they both gritted their teeth and nodded.
"What the ancient Taoist friend said is true. The border is far away from us. Whether that boy really wiped out all the sects is just a hearsay. With the combined cultivation of the four of us, let alone not being afraid of him, we will It's very possible that he could be killed on the spot!" Fatty snorted gloomily.
Ancestor Fentian looked at the few people with an expressionless expression on his face.
At this moment, outside the Lingyun Sect's mountain gate, a loud rumbling sound came like thunder, followed by a faint sneer that clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Really? Since you are so respectfully waiting for Ye, how can I let you down?"
As the sound fell, Lingyun Sect's barrier made a crisp sound, and a sword rainbow hundreds of feet long appeared in the void. After a flash, it penetrated the barrier and crashed down. Many Lingyun Sect's low-level members Under the pressure of the giant sword, disciple Jie's mouth and nose immediately began to bleed, and he fell over.
Huang Ying looked at the sect's barrier being broken open, with a look of shock and anger on his face, but he disappeared after a blow from the giant sword, and then a figure appeared in the Hall of Immortals. His back looked a bit thin, But it gives people a majesty like a mountain.
"Later stage of pill formation!"
When this thin figure appeared, everyone in the hall looked grim, and Gu Xuan and Huang Ying also looked uncertain.
"Which Taoist wanted to keep Ye just now? Stand up!"
The person who came was Ye Chunyang. He looked at the old ancestor Fentian with a deep look, then looked around at Gu Xuan and others, and spoke indifferently.
The fat man in brocade clothes who spoke earlier changed his face, but then shouted: "Ye Chunyang! Don't be arrogant! Today, everyone here is the top of each sect. If you know what's good for you, we won't make things difficult for you. But if you don't know what's good for you, you will never come back today!"
"That's right, this is not your border, you can do whatever you want. If you surrender today, it's fine, otherwise we will never show mercy!" The skinny old man also sneered.
"You two are Elder Chen and Elder Zhong from Shenxiao Pavilion and Qianyuan Sect, right? I wonder if you have received the blood notice that Ye sent a few days ago? Today is the deadline. It seems that you two have no intention of giving up your cultivation. Do you want Ye to do it yourself?"
Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows and looked at the two with a smile.
"If you want us to give up our cultivation, you have to have the ability! Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no need to talk to him. Let's work together to restrain him first!" The skinny old man surnamed Zhong had a cold light in his eyes. After he finished speaking, his body was shining brightly. A black snake-shaped flying sword suddenly shot out, and his magic power increased several times, like a python hovering up and down.
The fat man in brocade clothes also had a fierce look in his eyes when he heard this. He shook his sleeves and a square bronze wooden board shot out. He raised his hand and waved it. The bronze wooden board also rose in the wind, and pressed down towards Ye Chunyang together with the skinny old man's snake-shaped flying sword.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
The two attacked in a flash, and there was a buzzing sound, and there were flashes of light everywhere. The old man surnamed Zhong and the fat man were both late Jindan cultivators. When they joined forces, their momentum was unmatched. In an instant, Ye Chunyang was shrouded in a dazzling haze, and was about to be torn into pieces by the flying sword and the wooden board.
Seeing this scene, the two couldn't help but look at each other, with a smug look on their faces. Huang Ying and Gu Xuan at the front frowned slightly, looking at this fight coldly, and I don't know what they were thinking in their hearts.
Just when the fat man and the old man surnamed Zhong smiled, they suddenly heard a strange sound in their ears, and their expressions couldn't help but change. Then they looked at Ye Chunyang who was shrouded in light in front of them, and their pupils shrank in vain.
With a loud bang, a dense mass of red flying swords spread out, shooting out from the light like a startled rainbow. Then Ye Chunyang stepped up and stomped his feet, punched out lightly, and the sky was filled with golden light. The snake-shaped flying sword of the old man surnamed Zhong was immediately dimmed, and the fat man's wooden magic weapon was also smashed by a punch, turning into powder and scattering.
The majestic light that was still unparalleled a moment ago subsided in an instant, replaced by the dazzling golden rainbow on Ye Chunyang's body and eighty-one cold and cold Qingtian Xuanhuo swords.
The two people who were connected to the magic weapon suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their faces turned pale.
However, the scene that frightened them was still behind. Ye Chunyang took a step forward, the golden light on his body disappeared, revealing a cold expression, and then he pointed his finger, and the eighty-one flying swords suddenly dispersed.
There were several muffled "bangs". The fat man and the old man surnamed Zhong changed color at the same time. They felt that the mana in their bodies was rapidly draining away, and the golden elixir in their stomachs was broken into pieces by the flying sword.
"You... you actually destroyed and shattered our golden elixir!"
The two of them looked ashen in an instant. Hundreds of years of cultivation were completely wasted with the shattering of the golden elixir.
Gu Xuan and Huang Ying could not calm down after the screams of the two. They saw the scene clearly just now. Ye Chunyang defeated two cultivators of the same level at the same time with just one move. It was obvious that the recent rumors that he destroyed several sects on the border by himself were true.
"I have already told you that if you are not willing to give up your cultivation, I will have to do it myself. Qianyuan Sect and Shenxiao Pavilion jointly besieged my Feixian Sect, causing my sect to be almost destroyed. Now I am showing mercy by only abolishing your cultivation instead of taking your lives. However, I forgot to tell you one thing. Before coming here, I stopped by your mountain gate to patronize you. From now on, whether Shenxiao Pavilion and Qianyuan Sect live or die depends on God's will." Ye Chunyang said indifferently.
"You!"
The fat man and the old man surnamed Zhong showed deathly silence on their faces.
Ye Chunyang looked at the two with an expressionless face. After he finished speaking, he raised his leg and kicked them directly, turning them into black dots and disappearing into the distance.