One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 370 Chapter 371: Fight Again

Chun Shengjun looked at Zhao Fuyun coldly and said slowly: "I underestimated you."

"With the master's ability, how many people in the world can catch his eye?" Zhao Fuyun said.

"Are you mocking me?" Chun Shengjun narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

He did not take action immediately, having learned from his previous carelessness. He was looking at Zhao Fuyun and the person who had turned into a cloud in the sky.

He had a guess in his mind that this seemed to be the legendary second infant god.

But he didn’t know whether this second infant god belonged to the person in front of him or was left by Yun Yiqing.

"I never mock others. The owner of the manor used his stick to carve out a name for the famous Tiger Roaring Manor. This ability cannot be faked," said Zhao Fuyun.

"But you almost suppressed me with your Jindan cultivation. No matter how you praise me, you are actually praising yourself." Chunshengjun said.

Zhao Fuyun then shut his mouth. He knew that no matter what he said, he would not be able to dispel the other party's intention to take action.

There are three poisons in the heart: greed, anger and ignorance.

The anger that was surging in Chunshengjun's heart at this moment could only be eliminated if he was suppressed by him or killed by him.

However, he still decided to give it a try. After all, facing such a powerful tiger demon's iron stick, even if it was a Nascent Soul cultivator, few would be able to escape unharmed.

"Master, I think it's better not to get involved in some things." Zhao Fuyun said.

Chunshengjun's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something because of Zhao Fuyun's words.

"Why should the owner of the manor get involved in the fight in the sky? I have no choice. I have been in the vortex since I was born." Zhao Fuyun said. He was trying to bluff Chunshengjun.

"Who are you?" Chunshengjun suddenly asked.

When he heard this, he began to wonder if Zhao Fuyun was the reincarnation of the person in the sky.

"I am Fuyun, a native of the Zhao family in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Shangyanyun in Wuzhou. Now I have become a monk and become a disciple of Tiandu Mountain." Zhao Fuyun said.

When Chunshengjun heard this, a snake shadow emerged from the void, landed on another mountain, and turned into an old woman.

Chunsheng Jun sneered and said, "No matter what, today's battle is unavoidable. I was born in the long night, grew up in darkness, and gained enlightenment in this sunless sky. The darkness in my heart revealed that you are the one with the red flame, so I will extinguish the flame in you for Him."

"Since this dark night hates me, why don't you kill me yourself?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"I am the Hand of Night, walking here with its oracle, clearing away all the afterglow of the red flame." Chunshengjun became more and more excited and pious as he spoke. Zhao Fuyun could clearly feel that as he finished speaking, he stood there, forming a perfect fusion with the darkness.

It was as if the constraints of his physical body were broken at this moment, like a bucket falling into the water, the bucket wall broke, and the water in the bucket merged with the water outside.

Zhao Fuyun was still looking at Chunshengjun, but Chunshengjun had already roared like a tiger. His voice was low and full of intimidation, and it contained the art of generating spring thunder. Zhao Fuyun was well prepared, but he still felt the restlessness of his body.

At this moment, he felt that his body was like soil. He didn't know what was in the soil. But after a thunder, countless insects in the soil that were usually invisible woke up and began to drill out. It was as if countless seeds buried in the soil were awakened at this moment and began to break out of their shells and sprout.

Inside and outside his body, his internal organs felt as if worms were crawling and sprouting, but his mind was still clear and his magic power was still not scattered at all.

When you experience such a spell for the first time, you will be caught off guard and at a loss as to what to do. But after experiencing it once, how can you not have any means to deal with it again?

After experiencing it once and thinking about it in my heart, I roughly knew the principle of this technique. This technique must be to suppress the other person's main consciousness through the other person's own ability to intimidate ghosts, and then to evoke those chaotic emotions that are usually suppressed by the main consciousness and make them stronger.

In this way, one will have a feeling that there are worms growing in one's body and buds growing. Of course, Zhao Fuyun also thought of the weather when spring thunder sounds and everything revives.

When magic reaches this level, no one spell is a single spell. Instead, they are a combination of various spells, images, and incantations.

It is impossible to crack it in a short time, but Zhao Fuyun knows where the key is. He only needs to guard the key point, just like a cliff under the raging waves. No matter how fierce the waves are, as long as he guards one point, he will remain motionless.

Although Chunshengjun's magic seemed to be more powerful this time, Zhao Fuyun was also prepared.

He used the Taiyue Zhenshen method to suppress his own mind, and used the fire method to burn his body.

Wherever there was any unusual movement, it would instantly catch fire. He stood there, as if he was one with the mountain, but golden flames shone through the pores of his body.

Seeing that his tentative Spring Thunder Generation Technique had no effect, Chunshengjun roared once more, then leaped up, bringing with him a gust of wind, and attacked the Second Yuanying Taishan Lishi in the sky.

In this patch of light, he leaped up, but pulled up a piece of darkness. From afar, he seemed to be at the front of a huge black wave. He was the crest of the black wave, and with boundless power and heavy murderous aura, he attacked the second Yuanying.

In his opinion, if he went to fight Zhao Fuyun, then this Second Infant God would come to fight him, and he would feel like he was being attacked from both sides.

So he thought it would be better to directly disperse the second infant god, so that the Taoist Fuyun from Tiandu Mountain would not be able to escape.

He struck out with his stick, bringing with him a piece of darkness, in an attempt to destroy the tiny piece of light.

The Taishan strongman hadn't moved yet, but Zhao Fuyun below suddenly threw out a circle of light.

This aperture is a yin-yang ring.

The Yin-Yang Ring was spinning at an extremely fast speed, forming an arc of light. Before Chun Shengjun's stick could hit Taishan Hercules, it was already close to him, forcing him to hit towards the halo.

He suddenly discovered that this Taoist Fuyun had a very good grasp of the rhythm of the fight.

Zhao Fuyun certainly knew that if any stick was struck by this person with a touch of wind and darkness, filled with anger and arrogance, it would be difficult for his Second Yuanying to resist.

So he wanted to destroy the opponent's unstoppable momentum.

Chunshengjun had no choice but to hit the ring of light with a stick. A trace of anger arose in his heart, and his hands could not help but use a little more strength, thinking of smashing the opponent's magic weapon with one stick.

He often breaks other people's magic weapons.

However, when the stick hit the ring, the ring was rotating, which instantly removed the force from his stick, making him feel as if his angry stick had hit nothing.

However, the Yin-Yang Ring was still knocked away, making Zhao Fuyun unable to control it for a while.

Chun Shengjun's pounce on the second infant god did not stop for a moment, but his momentum was slightly weakened.

At this moment, the light that was originally behind the second Yuanying Taishan Lishi suddenly came out from behind the clouds, and in an instant, a strong golden light shone towards Chunshengjun.

The light condensed into one like a sword beam.

Faintly, he seemed to see a divine bird flying down and swooping towards him, as if the sun was falling.

　再写

　　
　
(End of this chapter)