Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 145: Cause and Effect, Fight! (Part )

The moment the three strange gates intertwined, the original delicate balance of the three legs collapsed.

The Qimen Bureau under Master Hong and Master Lu's feet were like two awakened beasts, madly invading Mo Yu's territory, and the four plates were flowing and intertwining on the ground.

The space in the entire cave seemed to have been tampered with by three hackers at will, and became extremely unstable!

The stone walls twisted and deformed, the ground trembled slightly, a faint tearing sound could be heard in the air, and the light and shadow cast by the morning light were torn into pieces.

Master Hong flashed and approached Mo Yu like a ghost, but he was not in a hurry to attack. He hid his fists in his wide sleeves, ready to strike.

Mo Yu put his hands in his sleeves, his expression indifferent. He calmly met Hong Ye's empty eyes, and had no intention of taking the initiative to attack. He was still waiting for Zhou Meng's reply.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet sank, and the hard stone surface suddenly turned into a quagmire. Sticky mud and gravel mixed with gravel quickly spread up along his calves.

Mo Yu's eyes were calm, the sword energy in his body surged, and his legs shook violently, causing all the mud and rocks to shatter and turn into powder and scatter everywhere.

But just as he was about to break through the mire, Master Lu made his move. A thin figure stood in the distance, his left hand forming a seal, his right hand pointing at Mo Yu.

Countless vines suddenly sprang out from the rocks under his feet. They were thick and twisted like snakes, carrying the scent of soil. With vines as their skeletons, they rushed towards Mo Yu from all directions, carrying mud and rocks.

Vines tore the ground apart, mud and rocks rolled like tides, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Yu was trapped inside. Master Hong, who was ready to strike, also threw a punch at this moment.

At the entrance of the cave, Taoist Yunlong's face darkened when he saw this. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Zhou Meng grabbed his Taoist robe and pulled him back.

"Master?" He turned around, a look of astonishment in his eyes, full of confusion.

"He can handle it." Zhou Meng's voice was as deep as a bell, but his gaze was fixed on Mo Yu. His wrinkled face showed no emotion. His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles white, clearly gathering strength.

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, a loud bang suddenly occurred and no one could see what happened.

The cage made of mud vines seemed to be torn apart by brute force and collapsed in the most violent way!
In the dust and fog, Master Hong's figure flew backwards at an exaggerated speed, hitting the rock wall with a dull thud.

Master Lu waved his sleeves, and the wind magic was activated. A strong wind blew up, blowing away the dust and fog, revealing Mo Yu's figure.

He stood in place, his black Taoist robe rustling in the air waves, his bright and introverted eyes as calm as water, and his whole body wrapped in white and yellow true qi.

Master Lu's hollow pupils trembled slightly, and a hoarse voice squeezed out from his throat: "Eight Divine Powers·Taibai Value Talisman?"

The Zhifu is the head of the Eight Gods and the leader of the Nine Stars. He is one of the most auspicious and kindest gods.

Although Taibai Gengjin is the most evil evil star, if it is under the control of Zhifu, it will disappear into the tomb. Good things can be reported, and bad things will not be a disaster.

Simply put, this strange technique is a suppression rather than a benefit to Mo Yu.

The murderous sword energy in him that could kill people was forcibly restrained by the value symbol at this moment, and turned into a simple force.

However, because Mo Yu's sword intent was too sharp, even though it was suppressed, the explosive power it generated was still so terrifying that it was enough to shatter the mud vines with one blow and repel Master Hong.

But without the Taiyi sword energy that can break all laws, what is this brute force to the two oldest practitioners in Wudang Mountain?
"Yashiki, Suzaku!"

Before Master Hong's body, sent flying, landed on the rock wall, his toes stomping hard to steady himself. The Vermillion Bird Divine Evil emerged, crimson Qi surged like a tide, and the temperature in the cave suddenly soared!
Crimson flames rose from under his feet, wrapping his thin body. He turned into a roaring fire dragon, moving along the rock wall and circling to Mo Yu's left side.

"Eight Divine Powers, Black Tortoise!"

Master Lu followed closely behind, and the Xuanwu demon appeared.

A dark blue Qi flow wrapped around his body, carrying a cold and murderous aura. His figure flashed and flew to Mo Yu's right side. Mud and rocks surged under his feet, faintly mixed with the breath of frost, echoing the flames of Master Hong from afar.

The Vermillion Bird rules over the vast expanse of the sky, fierce and wild; the Black Tortoise is murderous and warlike, cold and treacherous!
The two men, one on the left and one on the right, intertwined their energy, like two ferocious beasts attacking their prey.

Mo Yu stood where he was, his gaze swept around calmly, he casually grabbed the black Taoist robe on his body, shook it, and threw it out of the cave.

He found that his clothes would burst every time he fought, so he simply took them off at the beginning to save trouble.

The white vest was clinging to his muscular body, and a pair of strong calves were revealed under his black shorts. He jumped lightly in a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes, and the whole person seemed to be a little ethereal, light as mist, with an indescribable casualness.

Hong and Lu did not communicate with each other at all, but relying on their years of friendship, they instinctively cooperated with each other.

Master Hong let out a low roar, suddenly stepped over the wall and rushed out, kicking Mo Yu in the chest with a flaming foot. The firelight made the wrinkles on his face look as hideous as if they were cut by a knife.

Before Master Lu could make a move, Mo Yu disappeared from the spot in a flash, and the next moment he slammed into the fire dragon transformed by Master Hong.

The iron right arm, which was emitting white and yellow qi, swung violently, and the fire dragon's head was blown apart, and the fire dragon's skull was exploded, and red flames splashed everywhere. The iron arm hit Master Hong's calf, and a slight sound of bone cracking was faintly heard.

Master Hong grunted, and Mo Yu thrust out his left hand, grabbing his collar, attempting to swing him towards Master Lu, who was charging behind him. But Master Hong was a seasoned cultivator after all, and even though he was unconscious, his fighting instincts remained. With a sweep of his hands, his soft, winding hand wrapped around Mo Yu's left arm like flowing water, locking the joint and preventing him from swinging.

In this brief moment of delay, Master Lu had already rushed over like a shadow, and his powerful punch hit Mo Yu's back like a drum. The punch was sharp and carried a cold chill.

Without time to look back, Mo Yu suddenly arched backwards, his spine bent like a dragon, and his back muscles instantly tensed, like an iron fist to meet Master Lu's punch.

The human back has well-developed muscles, so who says you can't punch with your back? Boxing is such an inconvenient thing! "Boom!" With a muffled sound, air waves spread out, and Master Lu took three steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground, and mud splashed.

The flesh on Mo Yu's back, along with his vest, burst apart, revealing his knotted muscles, but there was no trace of blood. The next moment, the damaged flesh began to wriggle and repair itself.

The three of them fought in a group, ice and fire intertwined, and the shadows of Suzaku and Xuanwu appeared, surrounding Mo Yu in the center of the formation.

In an instant, dozens of collisions sounded like thunder, the entire cave shook violently, and large pieces of rocks fell from the top of the cave, smashing the ground into flying dust.

Taoist Master Yunlong stood at the cave entrance, waving his sleeves to shake off a few pieces of rubble overhead. Zhou Meng's face was gloomy, and he tapped his toes, trying to stabilize the cave with his strange magic.

However, three players who play Fenghou Qimen are fighting for the control of this space. How can he, an ordinary player, participate in the GM battle of these three who have manually modified the game parameters, no matter how high his level is?
In the midst of the battle, Mo Yu was sent flying by a powerful blow from Master Hong, but the ground seemed to rise up beneath his feet, providing him with leverage. His left hand drew a talisman in the air, a flash of lightning flashing at his fingertips, and the wind in the air moved.

'Five Thunder Talisman, Xun character, Wind and Thunder Benefit!' He did not release this Five Thunder Talisman to attack the enemy, but instead slapped his own chest with one palm.

Wind and lightning intertwined under his ribs, transforming into a pair of pale blue wings, with lightning leaping and wind whistling.

In an instant, Mo Yu's speed increased dramatically, and his figure disappeared in the air in a flash, like a flash of lightning.

Master Lu had a premonition, and the ground beneath his feet surged up, with ice crystals condensing and sparkling on the surface, turning into a barrier that just blocked the black shadow that was rushing towards him.

Mo Yu did not fight back at lightning speed. He stepped on the ice crystal barrier to gain leverage and turned around to kill Master Hong at an even faster speed.

"Come on! The word 'Zhen' - Jingzhe!"

The old man was over a hundred years old, but his temper was as violent as fire. Without dodging or evading, he unleashed the Vermillion Bird Divine Evil with all his might, lightning and fire intertwining in his palms as he thrust both palms forward to meet Mo Yu's left fist.

"Boom!" The wind and thunder collided with the thunder and fire, and the sharp explosion made the cave wall buzz.

Master Hong's palms were like a giant mouth, a blend of hardness and softness, devouring the power of wind and thunder, biting Mo Yu's left arm. A single misstep would cripple the arm.

But Mo Yu was prepared. He swung his right arm, and the true energy destroyed the evil spirit. The metal arm swept across like an iron rod and hit Master Hong's arm, sweeping him away.

Mo Yu didn't pursue them. The moment he landed, he took a deep breath, his tone tinged with fatigue. "Grand Master, if you don't make a decision and continue to waste time, I, with my current level of cultivation, can't withstand these two masters."

Even though he had the triple-stage Reverse Life technique that transformed his own flesh and blood into True Qi, which greatly increased his mana bar, but facing two hundred-year-old monsters, his cultivation level was still insufficient.

Elsewhere, Master Hong collided with the stone wall, but as he landed, he used the force to roll. With a flick of his robe sleeve, flames condensed once more, transforming into a fiery snake that pounced upon him. Master Lu seized the opportunity to attack, his Xuanwu Qi surging. The water vapor in his hand condensed into an icy whip, which he swung towards Mo Yu's waist, the tip of the whip flashing with cold light.

Mo Yu extended his left palm and pulled with Tai Chi force, breaking the ice whip into pieces. He blocked with his right arm, dispersing the fire snake, and turned his body to force the two elders to retreat.

But Master Hong and Master Lu did not give in!
The moment he landed, Master Hong pressed his hands together, and a stream of lava gushed out of the ground, a scorching heat wafting towards him. Master Lu activated his wind magic, and a fierce gust of wind swirled the dust in the cave, fueling the lava's power. The fire, fueled by the wind, transformed into a sea of ​​fire, sweeping towards Mo Yu.

Mo Yu lowered his legs slightly and punched out with pure force, shattering the sea of ​​fire. The aftermath cracked the ground. He swayed his body to avoid the remaining lava.

But Master Lu had already circled behind him, and the black tortoise water vapor mixed with the soil, turning into cold earth spikes that pierced Mo Yu's body. Master Hong followed closely, and the phantom of a fire snake roared and pounced on him, punching out in succession, each punch ignited with fire, and his moves were fierce and swift.

"Dang, dang, dang!" Mo Yu propped up his right arm to block several punches. Metal and fire collided, sparks flying. He slammed his left palm against the ground, shaking off the earth spikes. He spun around, and smashed his right fist into Master Hong's chest.

Master Hong dodged sideways, combining Tai Chi power with magic, and swung out a fire chain from his robe sleeve to wrap around Mo Yu's arm. Master Lu took the opportunity to get close and kicked Mo Yu in the waist with a sharp kick, his toes wrapped in ice-cold air.

Mo Yu grabbed Master Lu's ankle with his left palm, used the Taiyi fighting method to disintegrate his Qi, shook his right arm to break the fire chain, and punched back to force Master Hong back.

Master Hong and Master Lu took a few steps back, their breathing a little disordered, but they stood side by side again.

"Grand Master, if you don't make a decision, I really can't bear it anymore!" Mo Yu's face was a little solemn. The pressure gradually increased and he began to feel a little tired.

Before he finished speaking, Master Hong let out a low roar, and the Vermillion Bird flames transformed into dozens of fireballs that came crashing down. Master Lu's wind magic rose again, and the wind helped the fire's power. The fireballs expanded into fire clouds and came crashing down.

Mo Yu used his profound skills again, and white and yellow Qi flowed out. He punched out fiercely, and the heat wave exploded, and the fire cloud was torn to pieces.

But the frost in Master Lu's hands condensed and turned into a vortex of ice wind, blocking Mo Yu's retreat. Master Hong came up close, his fists like flaming meteors, continuous and endless.

Although Mo Yu's metal right arm was strong, it was not very mobile. He could only use his left hand to block four punches, and he had to be on guard against strange magic that might attack from all directions in various forms.

For a moment, he was clumsy and looked a little embarrassed.

But even so, Taoist Yunlong was still dumbfounded.

Taoist Master Yunlong, who taught Mo Yu for a month and laid the foundation of his martial arts, knows his strength best.

Before participating in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, even if Wang did not use Fenghou Qimen, Mo Yu might not be able to gain the upper hand when fighting with Tai Chi power.

He went out to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, but after just a few days of not seeing him, he already had such strength!

He was able to withstand the fierce attacks from the two most experienced Wudang masters.

Taoist Master Yunlong has practiced for decades, but this is all he can achieve, right?
"Oh~, just go ahead and do it."

(End of this chapter)