Chapter 366 - Peacock Killing Robbery
Chapter 368 - Peacock Killing Robbery
Looking at the calm and collected Ye Fanchen, a hint of eccentricity flared up under Lu Chang'an's eyes.
Just now, resisting with puppets and magic treasures was just a front.
With a peak body refining attainment of the third rank, Lu Changan didn't want to expose it in plain sight.
"A certain person's consumption was indeed not small with the wood aptitude just now. However, do you, Daoist Ye, feel a slight pain in your Sea of Consciousness and an empty discomfort in your body......"
The smile on Lu Changan's face revealed a hint of strangeness.
"Hm? Hiss! Could it be that you......"
Ye Fanchen focused his senses and his face changed, realizing that there was indeed a hint of vague swelling and pain in the Sea of Consciousness.
The mana in his body was somewhat disorganized, and his body felt slightly tired and empty.
Despite not recognizing the symptoms of poisoning, Ye Fanchen sweated profusely and subconsciously took out the precious antidote pill.
In this short gap.
Swish!
Lu Chang'an in the field of vision only left a residual shadow and disappeared from the clouds.
The next moment, the huge spiritual pressure of a JieDan cultivator, like a hundred thousand mountains, descended on the third-order spirit ship below.
"Be careful!"
"How could Xiang Dalong kill over here?"
On the side of the Spirit Ship, Elder Ye, the man with the strange face, and Tie Danshen, the three JieDan真人, felt the roar of the terrifying Dan power and their hearts thumped.
The three True Dan were attacking the mine formation and were caught off guard by Xiang Dalong who suddenly killed them.
Ten Thousand Deadly Vine Hands!
Lu Chang'an executed a wood-based Evil Dao secret art, his arm suddenly swelled up and extended withered yellow-colored vines, transforming into a dozen zhang long vine giant hand that fiercely slapped at the Three Great True Dans on the Spirit Ship.
"Quick! Block--"
Elder Ye's scalp went numb, and he offered up a streamer magic treasure to protect his body, and slapped out a third-order talisman.
The strange-faced man summoned a third-order puppet and blocked it in front of his body as he retreated violently.
As a result, he realized that the giant hand of vines that emitted a deadly threat did not attack himself or the puppet in front of him.
Pom Pom!
The withered yellow vine giant hand swept across in front of Elder Ye and Tie Danshen.
"Fanchen Xiannian - save me!"
Elder Ye, who was in the middle stage of JieDan, had his body slapped away, the spiritual light of his protective streamer magic treasure dimmed, and the light shield of his third-order talisman, was hardened and cracked.
Elder Ye was in a terrible state, his scarf fell off and his hair was scattered.
"Elder Xiang, spare your life......"
Tie Danxin, who is in the early stage of JieDan, is the weakest, screamed miserably, and was pinched by the huge hand of withered yellow vines, his protective spiritual light extinguished, and he lost his resistance.
Whew!
In an instant, Iron Danxin's dark and robust body turned into a dry corpse.
The cultivators in the Ye family's camp were horrified, and those with even lower cultivation levels of False Dan and Foundation Cultivation cultivators retreated one after another.
"Tsk, drawing on this person's life essence blood is enough to make up for a certain family's loss just now."
After killing Tie Danshen, Lu Chang'an's face was a few shades of red, and his mana was surging and abundant.
"Fooled!"
Ye Fanchen's face turned blue as he chased over and realized that Lu Chang'an had already regained his full mana.
The appearance of the Ten Thousand Withered Vine Hands, a wood-based evil method that draws on a cultivator's essence, blood, and vitality, on Elder Xiang did not come as a surprise to Ye Fanchen and the JieDan cultivators present.
Unlike the Great Green.
In the entire Great Abyss, evil paths were prevalent, and there were instead very few truly renowned sects.
Even the Yunxia Sect can only be considered a side sect, not a Xuanmen proper sect....
Lu Chang'an practiced the Ten Thousand Withered Vine Hands, which was actually a front, as a secret killing technique to cover up Evergreen Kung Fu's overpowering recovery and staying power.
Back then, when he was chased by the "Green Wood True Monarch" who also practiced Evergreen Kung Fu, Lu Chang'an became more vigilant.
The cultivation civilization of the Great Abyss is much older and stronger, so he has to try his best to hide the characteristics of his Evergreen Technique, especially when fighting.
......
Clang!
Ye Fanchen's face was grim as he drew the [Golden Scale Sword Pool] again.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, don't panic! A certain family has always been open and honest, how would I use the despicable tactic of poisoning on a Sword Pavilion heir?" Lu Chang'an was righteous and looked at the grim-faced Ye Fanchen.
He really didn't poison him.
A poison that threatens a JieDan cultivator is very rare.
What he said just now was just misleading and fooled Ye Fanchen.
"Old cunning fellow."
Ye Fanchen's gaze was cloudy, already understanding the cause.
Xiang Dalong, as a Puppet Master, his divine sense was much stronger than the average JieDan Da Xiu, and the Illusory Leaf Flying Sword that he had previously executed caused a slight penetrating influence on Ye Fanchen's divine soul in the sparring match.
This kind of slight injury to the mind and spirit is not a big problem, but coupled with the fact that the consumption of mana in the sparring was not small, it fits with the "symptoms" described by Lu Changan.
Realizing the truth, Ye Fanchen was frustrated and felt humiliated for the first time in a long time.
He would rather be poisoned for real rather than being teased by Xiang Dalong.
In the gap between the duels, Lu Chang'an had exterminated the important True Dan cultivators in the Ye Clan's camp, making him look incompetent.
"Lai Lai! A hundred breaths of time has not yet expired, Mister Xiang and Fellow Daoist Ye will fight for another three hundred rounds."
Lu Changan, who was in full strength, once again activated the Illusory Leaf Flying Sword.
Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!
The many verdant leaves surrounded Lu Changan's body, transforming into indistinct phantom flying swords, actively attacking and entangling Ye Fanchen.
The Six Imperial Sky-Splitting Sword!
The golden scale ancient sword in Ye Fanchen's hand, broke through the air and chopped out, transforming into twenty feet above Lu Changan's head, splitting two transparent golden scale sword shadows on the left and right.
As one of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion's six major sword techniques, combined with Ye Fanchen's sword talent, once executed, it once again suppressed Lu Changan.
However, Ye Fanchen, who once again exchanged blows, felt his heart sink and felt tricky.
Lu Changan had returned to his full strength, but he had not, and his mind was slightly eroded.
I don't know whether it was an illusion or not, but the Illusory Leaf Flying Sword that Lu Chang'an performed once again was not only a constant source, but also unusually tough in the spring breeze, bringing about even stronger erosion of his mind and spirit.
In short, it was this and that.
Once caught in a protracted battle, Lu Changan's Illusory Leaf Flying Sword further penetrated and affected Ye Fanchen's Sea of Consciousness, which in turn cut down on his sword dao intent.
"This Xiang Dalong, what kind of god is he. Not only is he a Third Order Upper Grade Puppet Master, his fighting aptitude is so difficult to deal with......"
Ye Fanchen realized that having missed the previous opportunity, it would be difficult to defeat Elder Xiang within a hundred breaths.
With the current suppression, there was no way to gain a victory.
He had a mission back in the Central Region and was not willing to unleash his desperate dual sword form in a single assisted punch.
The cost is one thing.
Xiang Dalong is not simple, he is a deep concealer, and there is no guarantee that he does not have any hidden tricks.
For a while, Ye Fanduan was in a dilemma.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, let's call this battle a draw. The fate of the Vine Ridge Mining Ground might as well be left to the following duel."...
In the midst of the fierce battle, Lu Chang'an laughed aloud and proposed.
At those words, Ye Fanchen's expression stagnated and his face was slightly hot.
Elder Xiang's "courtesy" is also giving him a step down.
......
The Vine Ridge Mining Field under the clouds, the situation has been finalized in the duel between the two forces.
"Patriarch!"
Tie Danshin's death in battle brought a huge psychological blow to the cultivators of the clan that the Tie Clan split from, and their morale plummeted.
On the Ye Clan's side of the camp, the middle and lower level cultivators, the Tie Clan occupied one third.
With one less True Dan cultivator, Ye Fanchen was completely held back, and the existing cultivators in the Ye Clan's camp simply couldn't break through the mine's third-order formation.
The cultivators of the Vine Ridge Mine even launched a counter-attack with the help of the grand formation.
Not only can the third-order formation defend, but under sufficient load, it can also launch a wide range of spells and prohibitions.
"The momentum has gone......"
Elder Ye tidied up his clothes and crown, his face was tired, as if he had aged a few years in an instant.
Although there was no great defeat.
But for the Ye Family camp, not being able to capture the mine or bring about a huge and heavy defeat is a failure of strategy.
The death of the Tie Clan's leader in battle was very crucial.
The split Tie clan has lost its soul. Going forward, the Ye Clan's camp will have to compete for the benefits of the Vine Ridge Mines, and the righteousness will not be sufficient. Therefore, Lu Changan taking the time to kill Tie Danshin just now was a very delicate step.
"Prepare to retreat!"
Elder Ye made an immediate decision and gave the order.
Two True Dan and several False Dan cultivators covered the area together and retreated, allowing the cultivators to withdraw to the third-order spirit ship and hold up the formation shields on the spirit ship.
The cultivators in the Vine Ridge Mining Site were greatly boosted in morale and cheered.
The Xiuyu real person got Lu Changan's message and withdrew as he saw fit, only leaving behind some wounded captives and not really chasing them out.
......
Between the clouds.
Ye Fanchen and Lu Changan had stopped fighting after a hundred breaths.
On both sides' clothes, there were some tatters and they were not looking well.
Ye Fanchen was silent, escorting the third-ranked spirit ship and guarding against the Yunxia Sect's counterattack.
The third-order spirit ship turned around and just flew out a few miles.
Whoosh--
In the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, the sound of air breaking came from two True Dan level recluse lights, heading towards the direction of the Vine Ridge Mining Site, supporting them.
The Vine Ridge Mine is at the edge of the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, so the support is faster.
This is also the reason why the Ye family had to retreat.
Lu Chang'an looked around and saw that the two JieDan cultivators who were supporting him were at the early and middle JieDan cultivation levels, and they were both old acquaintances.
The middle-aged woman in the middle stage of JieDan is Yu Mei Zhen Zhen, who had been set up by the old patriarch to Lu Changan.
The other handsome young man, with pure and condensed dan power, better than his peers, is Hu Ang, who formed a half-step Jindan a few years ago.
The cultivators from the Ye Clan's camp have all returned to their spirit ships and are withdrawing at full speed.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, thank you."
Lu Chang'an favored and watched Ye Fanchen leave.
Before Ye Fanchen disappeared into the Nine Gangs of Heaven, he looked deeply at Lu Chang'an.
In the middle of the Great Abyss, Ye Fanchen was quite surprised to meet an rival JieDan cultivator, but he was also pleasantly surprised.
This kind of equal match at the same level is very rare for him.
"It's a pity that after this mission, I'm going to fully plan for YuanYing. In the future, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to fight this person."...
Ye Fanchen showed slight regret and shook his head.
Lu Chang'an let out a small sigh of relief and flew towards the Vine Ridge Mines.
With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that Ye Fanchen still had the means to suppress his case.
However, Lu Changan didn't want to fight with Ye Fanchen, even if he had an absolute chance of winning. In today's battle, he can kill all the enemy cultivators, but only cannot kill Ye Fanchen.
Once he killed Ye Fanchen, or severely damaged his foundation, he would be in trouble.
The Heavenly Sword Pavilion was the master of the Southern Domain, one of the three strongest immortal cultivation forces in the Great Abyss.
The head cultivator of the Sword Pavilion was a YuanYing Great Cultivator who looked beyond the Great Abyss!
Even if Lu Chang'an were to ascend to the YuanYing stage in the future, he would need to be afraid and in awe of a great man at this level.
......
"Elder Xiang has returned!"
Seeing Lu Changan descending from the cloud layer, the JieDan cultivators of the Vine Ridge Mining Ground looked awe-struck, smiled eagerly, and took the initiative to greet him.
Hu Ang and Xiu Yu, as disciples of the Yuan Ying True Lord, didn't dare to be slow in the slightest.
"Haha! True Lord Xiang's magic power is heavenly, saving the day and making the Ye Family cultivators look like lost dogs."
"Elder Xiang's power over the Sword Pavilion's heir, with such a battle record, he can be called the number one JieDan cultivator in DaYu Country."
Hearing the attentive, ass-kissing voices in his ears, Lu Chang'an entered the mine field star-studded.
"Xiang Mou is just barely a tie with the Sword Pavilion Successor......."
Lu Chang'an smiled and didn't explain too much.
Late stage JieDan major cultivator, the strength would have crushed ordinary True Dan cultivators, the status is exalted.
He is considered to be at the top of the JieDan hierarchy.
Returning to the Hidden Bamboo Pavilion.
Lu Chang'an received the supportive Hu Ang and the Yu Mei Realist.
"Elder Xiang, in this battle we killed one True Dan cultivator, two False Dan, and the Foundation Establishment cultivator......"
After organizing the battlefield, the Xiu Yu Realist came over to report the situation, discussing and distributing the loot with Lu Chang'an, and rewarding them for their achievements.
The enemy only killed one True Dan cultivator, and the loot wasn't too attractive to Lu Chang'an at this level. He only took Tie Danshen's storage bag, and the loot of the other True False Dan and Foundation Establishment cultivators was distributed to the cultivators on the mine.
In addition to the spoils of war, the clan will award a large number of war merits for this battle, which will be beneficial to all cultivators.
Lu Chang'an, as the highest principal of the mine, decides the distribution of resources to the middle and lower level cultivators with his words and actions, affecting the cultivation destiny of many.
......
"Elder Xiang, now that our strength is steadily winning over the invaders from the Ye Clan's camp. If we take advantage of the victory and pursue the enemy's stronghold fortresses hundreds of miles away, some of the resources are too late to be taken away, so we can take advantage of the opportunity to loot and scavenge."
Hu Ang's eyes flickered and he took the initiative to propose.
"That's right! My Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, is it not possible to come when you want to come and go when you want to go?"
"Even if we can't wipe out the invaders, we can't let them run away too easily."
Hu Ang's proposal was endorsed by Realist Xiu Yu and Realist Yu Mei.
"Cough cough...... truth be told, Xiang Mou just fought with Ye Fanchen and suffered quite a large loss of vital energy, in fact, I have suffered quite a bit of internal injuries."
Lu Changan coughed twice, his breath wilted, revealing a difficult color.
"Since Elder Xiang is injured, this matter can only be put to rest."
Hu Ang sighed softly, showing an expression of regret.
The other two True Dan female cultivators also gave up on this idea.
The Ye Family's evacuation team was escorted by Ye Fanchen, a Great Dan cultivator, who did not dare to pursue them without Lu Chang'an's cover....
The three present were not surprised that Lu Chang'an had suffered internal injuries.
"This son is indeed injured! If he can easily repel the Heavenly Sword Pavilion's Ye Fanchen, as a casual cultivator from a small place in the Outer Regions, it would be too heaven-defying."
Hu Ang secretly pondered.
This body of his, fused with the residual soul of True Lord Yun Lan's Yuan Ying, and the latter was the dominant recultivator. Even if he reaches the late stage of JieDan level, he doesn't dare to say that he can steadily defeat Ye Fanchen.
He is now at the early stage of JieDan cultivation, and although he has been blessed with the True Lord's legacy and possesses the various secret techniques of a YuanYing old monster, he is by no means a match for Xiang DaLong.
After all, Xiang Dalong and Ye Fanchen belong to the best of the great cultivators of Jiedan.
"If we hold back for another armor, we will not need to be afraid of this person."
"At that time, then showdown with Ziyan, with the help of the clan's heritage, return to the realm of YuanYing."
Hu Ang's plan for the path of re-cultivation was clear.
The reason why he didn't showdown with his daoist partner now is that on one hand, he doesn't have enough strength, and he is worried about being strangled by his potential enemies in the cradle.
On the other hand, by staying at the mountain gate, it would be easier for him to find out the problems of Yunxia Sect, including the potential mole and those with evil intentions.
His patience and hibernation is a covert aid to his daoist partner.
......
Half a day later, at dawn.
The Ye Family cultivator's third-order spirit ship flew out of the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, and had already entered the periphery of the "Ye Family", one of the four great families in Da Yu.
At this moment, the third-order spirit ship slowed down.
When the third-order spirit ship is in full flight, its speed is faster than that of an ordinary JieDan cultivator, but it consumes and loads a lot, so it can't last for too long.
In the previous battle, the third-order spirit ship inevitably suffered some damage.
"Uncle Xiang, Fanshen still has a mission ahead of him, so he won't return to the Ye family. The remaining half of the reward, Fanshen is ashamed to receive it, so please convey it to the patriarch!"
"Fanshen has done his best, no need to feel guilty. This mission involves the whereabouts of that devil, be careful."
Elder Ye Xiang smiled gently, exchanged pleasantries and watched Ye Fanchen leave.
Ye Fanchen stepped on a golden sword to escape, valiantly left, not long into the Nine Gangs Sky.
Ye Fanchen was inexplicably disturbed, the two ancient swords on his back, slightly trembling.
The ancient swords are psychic, conveying a hint of fear during the trembling.
"This is......"
Ye Fanchen's heart was aghast, following the direction of the ancient swords' trembling, he looked back in the direction of the Ye family's third-order spirit ship.
......
The outskirts of the Ye Family's power, over the mountains.
The third-order spirit ship shuttled between the clouds.
Steeply, an empty and icy bird chirping sound resounded from the Nine Gangs Sky above the clouds.
"What is that sound!" Elder Ye, the strange-faced man, and several False Pill real people inside the third-order spirit ship had their minds throbbing.
The blood of all cultivators trembled, a great terror originating from the depths of their souls, along with that faint bird sound, spreading to the body and mind, as if there was a great catastrophe coming from the underworld.
Elder Ye fidgety, divine sense scanning the spirit ship above, can not help but scalp numb.
Only to see, a distorted five-colored beam of light, emitting a forbidden destructive aura, descending from the nine heavens, penetrating through the heavy clouds, heading straight for the third-order spirit ship.
At the end of that five-colored beam of light, a vague outline of a five-colored peacock is faintly visible, mysterious and ancient, gorgeous and elegant......
"Five-colored peacock? Quickly! Quickly run--"
As if suffocating, Elder Ye's entire body exploded with mana, barely letting out a roar....
However, when his voice resounded, the five-colored ban-breaking beam that silenced everything had already struck its target.
Boom! Ka!
The thick material of the third rank spirit ship, the powerful formation spirit ship, everything was nothing, and was easily broken by the five-colored spirit light.
The dozens of feet long spirit ship, instantly exploded into a big hole, almost split into pieces, fire raging, screams of misery one after another.
"Ah!"
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of cultivators went up in smoke or left behind charred and mutilated body parts under the broken multicolored fire.
The mere aftermath of the blast was able to instantly melt defenseless False Pill Realist.
The remaining cultivators, almost everyone was injured and terrified.
"Boom" sound.
Elder Ye, whose clothes were scorched black, spat out a mouthful of blood, and drilled out from the ruptured cabin of the spirit ship.
"Five-colored peacock! It's at least a heavenly bloodline, a legendary species with a rare bloodline of true spirits......"
The strange-faced man was farther away from the five-colored aura, and was only slightly injured. Looking out at the outline of the five-colored peacock further up in the clouds, he couldn't help but suck in a mouthful of cool air, and his heart jumped in fear.
The five-colored aura just now, the spiritual pressure emitted by the aura is almost no weaker than that of a human YuanYing True Lord.
Fortunately, it was a single divine ability, not a wide range of spells, otherwise the lethality would have been even more terrifying.
"Split up and escape!"
Elder Ye did not even look back, did not dare to look at the five-colored peacock above the clouds for a second time, and shot out a quasi-fourth-order life-preserving recluse talisman.
Swish swish swish......
His body split into several purple phantoms, with a speed exceeding that of a JieDan cultivator, moving to different directions in the surrounding ten miles away.
"This old piker, running really fast!"
The strange-faced man quickly offered a third-order flying boat and flew towards the Ye family's hinterland.
Although the Ye family had a Yuan Ying True Lord going to negotiate with the royal family, there was still a True Lord sitting in the clan land.
Right now, this five-colored peacock can only be dealt with by a YuanYing cultivator.
A five-colored feather blade flashed above the clouds, chopping at one of the purple phantoms split by Elder Ye in an almost instantaneous manner.
"Elder Peacock--"
Elder Ye's body was freezing cold, despairing, the speed of the five-colored feather blade completely exceeded the limit of his reaction and dodging.
Peng! Ka snort!
Ye Elder's barely mobilized defensive magic treasure, body shield, brittle as paper, instantly broken and extinguished, by the five-colored feather light swept through, his body from the head down, was chopped into two.
"Not good--"
The strange-faced man's flying boat had just started, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble.
He was about to sacrifice his life-preserving protective puppet when his body stiffened violently and his eyes bulged out in a round stare.
Thumbs up!
An even smaller five-colored feather blade swept past the back of the strange-faced man's head, killing him while leaving his body relatively intact.
"Peacock senior, spare your life!"
The third-order spirit ship collapsed and fell, fire bursts spreading, the surviving cultivators, either frantically fleeing for their lives, or kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy.
Hoo hoo!
A five-colored wind haze, haunting the outline of a peacock with several feet of wings, emitting a chaotic and ancient bloodline aura, accompanied by the shadow of the death-killing calamity, swept past the scene in the low sky.
No living being dares to look directly at its face.
The divine sense below the YuanYing level cannot detect the reality within the five-colored wind haze.
A few breaths later. Another noble and icy sparrow chirp pierced through the clouds.
The noble figure of the five-colored peacock disappeared into the Nine Gangs Sky above the clouds at a speed comparable to that of a Yuan Ying True Monarch.
The surviving cultivators were shocked and left a lifelong impression.
No one paid attention to the missing storage bags of the Ye Family Elder and the strange-faced man.
A few cultivators were stunned by the beauty of the five-colored peacock.
Years later, one of the survivors, an old man who had built a foundation, wrote a book called Peacock Zhiyi (Peacock Records) on his deathbed, telling a poignant story about the love between a human and a peacock.
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