Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 295: I let you try me, but you are playing with me here?

"The sound of the golden drum!" Wang Ye's loud voice echoed throughout the courtyard.

"Luan Jin Tu" is a technique used in Feng Hou Qi Men to control time. It can specify the speed of change of one or several things in the array, making the thing disconnected from the speed of change of the world. It can be slowed down or sped up, but things at different speeds cannot affect each other.

As for whether it can be calmed down, the decisive factor is "the impact of things on the world."

Those with less influence can be suppressed easily, but those with extremely heavy destiny power cannot be suppressed at all even if all the strength and Qi of the caster are exhausted.

Whoosh!

Yan Huan's palm did not stop for a moment, and with a gust of wind, it hit Wang Ye's back shoulder cleanly.

"Hey, hey, hey?"

Wang Ye stumbled forward several times and almost hit the gray courtyard wall opposite.

"The magic has failed?" Wang Ye stood firm and turned to look in disbelief.

Yan Huan on the opposite side was also confused.

Facing this "Golden Watchman", he did not feel out of touch with the environment at all. The flow of time around him did not change, and there was no obvious consumption of Wang Ye's Qi and physical strength.

After thinking for a while, Yan Huan and Wang Ye seemed to understand at the same time.

It’s not that it can’t be suppressed, but that it cannot be suppressed!
Wang Ye brushed off the dust on his Taoist robe and walked around the courtyard, with the strange game under his feet already opened.

What Wang Ye used was "Fenghou Qimen", one of the "Eight Wonderful Techniques". After determining the center palace, he could freely rotate the four plates in the Qimen bureau. The time, space and the mutual generation and restraint of the four plates in the bureau were all determined by the user.

The user can control the time in the game accurately, and can even correct all four plates in a very short time. Therefore, there is no need to stick to the arrangement of the time pattern and the principles of good and bad luck, and can cast spells at will.

But these are all common sense. After a brief fight, Wang Ye immediately understood that his opponent's condition could not be explained by common sense.

"I can't find good or bad luck, I can't find the flow of time, it's like the four plates are completely stuck..."

Wang Ye muttered to himself, and something suddenly occurred to him.

In Fenghou Qimen's understanding, time is just a scale to record the changes of things, and all the various forms of things in the world are inseparable from the word "change".

If the original intention of the creator of "Fenghou Qimen" was to control the changes of all things in the world, then Yan Huan, whom he was facing now, was the endless "change" itself.

"Interesting, Lao Yan!"

"If the timing wasn't wrong, I'd like to go to the interior to get some general information." Wang Ye was sweating profusely. He tidied up his messy hair and smiled bitterly.

Yan Huan raised his head and chuckled: "Then I advise you not to do that. Have you forgotten who made you bleed from all seven orifices last time?"

“Hehehe…” Wang Ye laughed foolishly, “It doesn’t matter if I can’t suppress you, I still have another trick.”

Kun character——

Tuhe car!
Wang Ye pinched his fingers together and chanted loudly.

The courtyard was silent and even the chirping of insects had ceased. There was a long silence all around and nothing was happening.

"Ok?"

"Tuheche!" Wang Ye stomped his feet desperately and made hand gestures repeatedly, but the ground did not even vibrate at all, not to mention the rolling of earth and rocks.

"No, where is my dirt bike?"

Yan Huan made a stop gesture. All the spells in the Fenghou Qimen Bureau were within the Five Elements. The call upon the five attributes could not surpass the priority of the essence of the Five Elements. Wang Ye's Qimen spells were completely useless.

"Or, Lao Wang, you should use Tai Chi."

At least this body of flesh and blood belongs to you.

"You are being a bit unreasonable. How can Zhuge Qing remove all my tricks? I let you try me. Are you kidding me?" Wang Ye turned his numb right foot and said angrily.

Yan Huan thought that there was some truth in what he said.

This competition was not to determine who was better, but to test Wang Ye's chances of defeating the upgraded version of Zhuge Qing. The purpose was off track.

"I'm sorry, I almost forgot the original intention of this competition." Yan Huan bowed to apologize and got ready again.

"Then I won't block your spell, just come on."

After hearing this, Wang Ye relaxed a lot and put on a relaxed look as if he was at ease.

"Okay, then..."

Li Zi·Chi Lian!

Whoosh!

Wang Ye raised his arm, and flames gushed out from his palm, curling into a long red snake that chased after Yan Huan and bit him.

Yan Huan was not in a hurry, as he had already thought of a way to deal with the situation. He extended his hand forward, and a soft blue flame burned in his palm.

Since it is an advance trial, a full-scale simulation is the most suitable.

Naturally, we have to let this old man try the "True Fire Samadhi".

The dark blue flame swung slowly and slowly, and the inconspicuous dim light made people feel chilled to the bone, as if they were falling into an icy cave.

Wang Ye, who was still controlling the fire snake, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He felt that the phantom fire was eerie and ominous. If he was contaminated by it, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Old Yan, what on earth are you doing?"

Some worldly experiences were not considered secrets, Yan Huan told him frankly: "I had the opportunity to go to Wuhou Sect before, and comprehended the unique skills inherited by the Zhuge family."

"It is only by lighting up the three treasures that one can use the true fire that targets the soul, which is called 'Samadhi'."

"By the way, Zhuge Qing also knows this trick now. You might encounter him tomorrow, so I'll give you a preview in advance."

Wang Ye withdrew his hand, took back the red fire snake, and quickly avoided the dark blue flame that was spreading like ripples.

"So realistic? Thank you so much!" Wang Ye said as he ran.

"You're welcome." Yan Huan replied, the fire in his palm burning more and more vigorously.

"Fuck you, Old Yan. I knew you looked harmless, but you are actually a ruthless person."

Eh?
The king was also stunned. Monks should cultivate their minds and be serious, and should not speak foul language.

He bowed to the sky as he fled.

"Oh my god, what a sin! Forefathers, I shouldn't have uttered such foul language. What a sin!"

"Old Yan, you've forced me to swear!"

Swish!
Just as the phantom fire was about to burn Wang Ye, the courtyard flashed with golden light, and a flow of golden energy condensed into a huge palm, which picked up Wang Ye and threw him behind him.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his palm to drive the strong wind, extinguished the bursts of true fire, and waved to Yan Huan: "Xiao Huan, let's stop here. You should have a rough idea in your mind."

Yan Huan put away the ghost fire and stared at the resolute and upright figure of the old Taoist priest.

Ordinary wind cannot extinguish the true fire that is fueled by the soul. The palm strike from the old Taoist priest just now was mixed with something else.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Zhiwei asked with a smile.

Yan Huan glanced at the courtyard and said, "It seems like he can run quite fast."

"That's enough. Go and have a rest quickly, Xiao Wang." Zhang Zhiwei retracted the golden light of transformation, turned around and said.

"Oh my, I'm so scared. It's okay as long as I can run, right? I'll remember that." Wang Ye was still in shock. He calmed his restless heart, pursed his lips, and looked at Yan Huan helplessly.

"You bastard... I will never fight with you again in my life."

(End of this chapter)