His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

At the summit of Tianhua Mountain, Xu Bing and Ziyun Xian confronted each other, while undercurrents were already brewing.

Ji Yuan's red dress fluttered in the wind, her golden ponytail catching the breeze. The dress clung tightly to her figure, making her previously subtle curves more defined, enhancing her beauty even more.

She squinted her eyes in the rushing wind and snow.

After holding on for a while, I had to squat down to lower my center of gravity, and at the same time I felt a sense of powerlessness.

If she could mobilize her dragon energy and move freely, she wouldn't be afraid of the wind and snow. However, ever since Xu Bing captured her, she felt as if Xu Bing had taken control of her dragon energy.

Thinking of this only added to the humiliation. She racked her brains but couldn't understand why Xu Bing could manipulate her like this.

This is really too much of a bullying.

She crouched down behind a boulder and saw a vine stretching out on the ground. Her eyes lit up, and she twirled her right foot to wrap the vine around her leg.

In this way, she would have something to lean on, be able to stand firm in the wind and snow, and no longer have to be so passive.

After finishing all that, Ji Yuan finally had the energy to watch the duel between the two.

At this moment, Xu Bing waved his sleeve, and a thousand-pound spear was held in his hand, its tip pointing downwards, its sharpness almost piercing the sky.

Filled with murderous intent, Zi Yunxian could no longer sit still. She formed hand seals, chanted commands, and with a wave of her hand, the wind and snow swept away.

As expected of a Bridge-Building Realm expert, even if he only constructed a perilous bridge, he was still no match for a Lantern-Holding Realm expert. Every move he made was far more powerful than Zhao Qingyun's, who had experienced a fortuitous encounter.

Xu Bing faced it with his spear. His profound inner energy was incredibly solid, and with this one tremor, he dispersed the sweeping wind and snow.

Immediately afterward, the ground beneath his feet caved in, and he charged forward with his gun, engaging in a fierce and dangerous fight.

His marksmanship was unpredictable and quite strange; his thrusts and jabs were completely unpredictable, yet there was clearly a pattern to follow.

On the other hand, Ziyun Xian was no less impressive. After all, she was a Qi Refiner who had cultivated for a long time, so how could she not have accumulated enough?

Seeing that Xu Bing wanted to engage in close combat, he did not back down at all. He patted his pocket, and a sharp longsword suddenly appeared. It was actually a fine sword.

The moment this sword is drawn, it sounds like the joyful chirping of a cicada in spring. Its blade is transparent like a cicada's wing, and it moves silently, yet it is incredibly sharp and can easily cut through stone.

In comparison, Xu Bing's thousand-pound spear only has the characteristic of being heavy, and cannot even be considered a magical weapon.

Zi Yunxian was, after all, a veteran Qi cultivator. Whether it was going down the mountain for training or dealing with other Qi cultivators, she had quite a bit of experience.

Knowing his physical strength was relatively weak and that he was getting older and his vitality was waning, he specially acquired this cicada-wing sword, which was nimble and graceful, and whose killing intent was invisible. It was a perfect match for him, and he was no longer afraid of anyone getting close.

The battle had become quite dangerous. The thousand-pound spear moved with great force, but he had not yet fully mastered it. Facing the invisible cicada-wing sword, he was still at a great disadvantage.

Despite being at a disadvantage in marksmanship, Xu Bing still fought fiercely, his spear flashing like a sudden rain of cold air. This dangerous duel was even more entertaining than street performances.

Furthermore, because the spear weighed a thousand pounds, the power of each shot was terrifying, causing the surrounding snow and wind to intensify and clouds to gather.

Zi Yunxian's expression changed repeatedly, and he secretly realized that if it weren't for his agile swordsmanship and the assistance of the Cicada Wing Sword, he would not have dared to confront this boy head-on.

Otherwise, his body would not be able to withstand the constant nagging.

His assessment of this boy was summed up in just four words: "He was born with superhuman strength!"

He couldn't imagine the weight of that spear, and dared not take it head-on. He could only try his best to dodge it, but the boy wielded it as if it were an ordinary stick.

Terrified, I dared not relax my guard.

On the other side, Ji Yuan braved the wind and snow, using vines to brace her right leg and barely managing to stay upright while squinting at the two fighting.

Under the moonlight, the battle between the two was extremely alarming even to her, and she didn't know who she hoped would win.

After a moment, Zi Yunxian touched the ground with her toes, creating some distance, and threw out a talisman. Several explosions rang out in succession. Xu Bing emerged from the smoke, completely unharmed.

The combat style of a Qi cultivator is different from that of an ordinary martial artist.

The contest of spears and swords only accounts for a small part. The methods of a Qi cultivator are far more than that. At this moment, Zi Yunxian was clearly exhausted and switched to other methods to fight back.

Looking at the proudly standing Imperial Preceptor, how could Ziyun Xian not understand that her precious disciple had not died unjustly?

He also felt that this was a difficult situation, and he would not have dared to provoke this person if he had not been determined to die.

"Xu Bing, I want you dead!" Zi Yunxian roared angrily, pinching her index finger and thumb into a kind of mudra, then putting it in her mouth and biting down tightly with her teeth.

Until both fingers were bitten until blood flowed, filling the entire mouth.

He blew hard again, creating a huge blood bubble. The bubble burst, and a blood-red tiger roared and pounced on Xu Bing.

Zi Yunxian was filled with killing intent and used all her methods, with the five elements of talismans working together to unleash various powers.

They then used the spells Thousand Wind Blade and Great Fireball in succession.

Even so, he was still uneasy. He closed his eyes and opened them again, and a wisp of Dao fire appeared in his chest.

He actually displayed the Taoist lamp, and his aura was even more impressive.

Ji Yuan's pupils contracted. Although she was not a Qi cultivator, she had learned martial arts on the mountain when she was young, so she naturally knew what a Dao lamp was.

Moreover, she had seen Song Si's Taoist lamp and knew the importance of the lamp.

She focused her attention on the Taoist lamp, which was entirely blue and slightly transparent, with nothing particularly special about it.

Compared to Song Si's cup, it is far inferior.

She had once heard Song Siyan say that a Dao lamp is like a person; one can discern a person's circumstances and level of cultivation from their Dao lamp.

Therefore, Qi cultivators in ordinary battles rarely reveal their Dao Lamp, as it is easily spied on by those with ulterior motives. Only in very important battles, such as life-or-death duels or battles concerning one's future, will it be revealed in some form.

"Is this the Dao Lamp of a Qi Refiner?"

"If I had a lamp, what would it be like?"

Ji Yuan's expression was complicated. She vividly remembered that at the beginning, what she longed for was the mountain and immortality. She also remembered how her master was amazed by her talent when she first arrived on the mountain.

Praise was endless. But earthly emperors were no less impressive, of course, provided they regained their freedom.

"Xu Bing, how will you deal with this?" Ji Yuan turned to look at Xu Bing.

At this moment, Xu Bing remained calm, first capturing and killing the giant tiger, then using wind blade technique to block the talisman, and fireball technique against fireball technique.

He resolved each issue one by one, without the slightest confusion. Zi Yunxian's face twitched; seeing that he still couldn't defeat Xu Bing, he was already considering taking a desperate gamble.

In the next instant, the Purple Cloud Immortal raised the Taoist lamp high, and behind him, the shadow of a bridge appeared, the hazy and strange phenomenon making him look like a celestial being.

Low-grade spell: Purple Cloud Bridge.

A purple bridge materialized on the horizon, and the snow beneath its purple light was dyed purple, imbued with a murderous aura.

Ziyun Xian, with her back against Ziyun Bridge and holding a blue lantern, was even more radiant, like a true immortal.

With the blessing of this technique, any further use of magic will have its power and range increased exponentially.

"Does this mere brat think that I have lived all these years in vain?"

"Today, I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

Purple Cloud Fairy's eyes were tinged with purple.

The entire summit of Tianhua Mountain looked pitiful under the ravages of this force.

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