The Taiyue School’s mountain gate is located in a valley at the main peak of up to 2,000 meters.

At this time, Chen Yu and the eight spiritual gathering cultivators from the Taiyue Sect were all suspended in the air, with a deep valley of more than a thousand meters under their feet.

"Brother Ji Dao..." Ji Changsheng came on the moon, and several spiritual gathering monks from the Taiyue Sect were slightly happy on their faces.

Chen Yu is really a bit bullying. He just kills people just by placing the ground. Our posture is so low, what else do you want?

However, these people didn't think about it: Ye Yongxuan wanted to poison Chen Yu, and what kind of behavior was it to let him go? Can a word of brotherhood in the same school cover up Ye Yongxuan's attempt to kill Chen Yu?

Ji Changsheng nodded slightly to the Taiyue Sect, looked directly at Chen Yu, and snorted disdainfully, "Chen Yu, is it interesting to bully the weak? Didn't you want to fight me that day? Come and fight me!"

At this time, Le Luan came in the light of escape. Seeing that his father was still breathing a sigh of relief, disgust, looked at Chen Yu with hostility, and looked at Ji Changsheng with admiration to justice.

Chen Yushai smiled and watched Ji Changsheng's "performance".

Seeing that Chen Yu seemed to be exhausted, Ji Changsheng taught a lesson again: "You are asking Elder Ye for trouble. Do you have evidence to prove that Chen Wan'er's poison is from Elder Ye? What if Chen Wan'er deliberately framed Elder Ye before his death? Chen Yu, you are still short of entering the world of cultivation and do not know that people's hearts are sinister. Today is a lesson for you."

Le Luanxiao's eyes narrowed slightly. Chen Wan'er is dead and has no way to confront her. Brother Changsheng's words are reasonable and concise!

"hehe…"

He spoke full of benevolence, righteousness and morality! Of course, Chen Yu would not tell Chen Wan'er's whereabouts. In fact, he came to the Taiyue Sect to confirm that Chen Wan'er was dead.

Chen Yu looked at Ji Changsheng, who was handsome and elegant in appearance for dozens of meters away, and drew his sword and turned it into a pin!

clang.

A dragon roar accompanied by Chen Yu holding the Netherworld Sword, a murderous aura of winter swept across the cliff in the air.

All the Taiyue Sect spiritual gathering monks retreated frantically.

"This is Chen Yu's unique skill. Brother Changsheng..." Le Luan was taken back by his father Le Daoji, and his face changed drastically. Any monk who had watched the Yuntian Mountain Fighting a month ago would still remember Chen Yu's swordsmanship!

"The Nine Swords of Taixuan, the virtual and the real are created together!"

Two figures of Chen Yu holding a sword suddenly appeared in the space and stabbed Ji Changsheng.

Ji Changsheng whined and said a big truth, and Chen Yu's answer was: Give him a sword.

For a person who likes to say that "the treasure is virtuous and dwells on it", do you think it is useful to use your mouth to reason with him? The right way is to reason with your fists!

"This is the trick! Chen Yu, Qian's donkey's trick is so poor!"

Ji Changsheng smiled slightly on his handsome face, his figure floated sideways, and a flute appeared in his hand and leaned against his lips. Several melodious and crisp notes were spit out. The illusion that enveloped Ji Changsheng suddenly disappeared.

The third move of the Taixuan Nine Swords that Chen Yu made contributions in the battle was broken. This shows Ji Changsheng's cleverness. He is obviously more powerful than Jiang Wudao, who is at the second level of spirit gathering.

"Okay, Brother Changsheng is really amazing! It's clever to crack it."

Chen Yu was neither sad nor happy, and his expression was calm and unaffected. A long roar from his mouth interrupted Ji Changsheng's musical rhythm and followed the trend.

The second move of Taixuan Nine Swords, the universe is thrown away!

A sword light with the aura of the Great Dao came as lightning. Ji Changsheng snorted gently, "Good come." The flute in his hand changed like a sword, and waves of flute shadows scattered.

Suddenly, a harsh demon sound rang out in the air, which was breathtaking. It made people feel as if they came from the normal world to the hell where evil ghosts were everywhere. One by one, the flute shadows accurately hit Shen Yu's Nether Sword, trying to interrupt it.

This is Ji Changsheng's unique skill: The Que.

Boom boom.

When magical instruments intersect, the qi and roar of the great Dao meet. In the air, there seems to be a roaring thunder, which is traction.

How familiar is Chen Yu with Ji Changsheng? How unfamiliar is Ji Changsheng with Chen Yu? He also thought of killing Chen Yu's lower-level magic weapon, the Netherworld Sword, with the advantage of the intermediate magic weapon. But is this possible?

Ji Changsheng is only at the second level of spiritual gathering. He is only one level higher than Chen Yu. Chen Yu practices the Immortal Sutra. The Nanhua School is the nine major sects in China, but what level of mental methods are its classics?

Too far from it!

Compared with Chen Yu, Ji Changsheng’s understanding of Tao is so different at this moment? How many “Tao” and “Techniques” can “Capital Qu” show?

The sum of these two gaps cannot be compensated by a middle-level magic weapon.

Puff.

Ji Changsheng didn't expect the power of Chen Yu's sword, and his body flew backwards and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"This... is really worthy of its reputation! Chen Yu has the combat power of the fifth level of spirit gathering! Fellow Daoist Ji is only at the second level of spirit gathering. Even the pride of heaven is still difficult to compete with him."

"well…"

"Brother Changsheng..."

Ji Changsheng quickly stood firm, and the blood on the corner of his mouth was not dry, and he quickly pinched his hands.

"The nine-character mantra is the one with the word "the one with the word "the one!"

Crack crackle.

The sound of the bone burst sounded. A white light appeared from Ji Changsheng's wound. Ji Changsheng's injury was instantly restored. The Nine-character Mantra is worthy of being the top secret technique in the cultivation world, even though Ji Changsheng did not fully master it at this moment.

How could Chen Yu give Ji Changsheng some time to breathe? He had arrived at this time and raised his left hand high. His whole arm seemed to have suddenly become longer, his muscles and bones whirlwind, and thunder sounds. He slapped the thick black and blue palm with one palm.

The secret technique of the divine realm: The Heaven-Shaped Seal!

From Ji Changsheng's perspective, it seems that there is only one palm left in the whole sky.

"Chen Yu, I admit that I underestimated the enemy. But you wouldn't have thought..." Ji Changsheng raised his single fist and punched out with one punch. The Nanhua School's yellow-level martial arts: Zhenwu Seven Killing Fist.

"I am also a dual spiritual martial arts cultivator!"

Ji Changsheng punched Chen Yu's Tiantian Seal, and his momentum suddenly increased. He then pinched his hands with one hand, and a boxing glove appeared in his right hand, bullied him in front of his body, and punched him out with one punch. "Zhenwu Qikill Fist, broken."

"Haha, who gave you confidence?" Chen Yu sneered, and the long sword in his right hand floated in the air, and then took another slash of the sky-turning seal.

Bang.

Bang.

The sound of golden jade in the air sounded. Chen Yu and Ji Changsheng exchanged damage. The two of them played extremely arrogantly and domineeringly.

From Ji Changsheng's perspective, he is not afraid of interchangeable harm. Ji Changsheng did not forget that Chen Yu is a warrior of the divine realm. However, he has the mantra of the word "威" in his body and can be recovered at any time.

But how did he think about Chen Yu wearing anti-injury armor?

This is a broken armor that Chen Yu got from Xian Yuping. It can only cover his body and can injure 20% of it. It is an excellent weapon for monks to deal with warriors. This armor was not revealed in public that day.

boom.

Ji Changsheng did not knock Chen Yu back with one punch, but instead took Chen Yu a turn of the sky seal. He had a trigger-type defensive jade talisman on his body. But this jade talisman could not defend against Chen Yu's divine realm secret technique!

Second palm.

Pu--. Ji Changsheng vomited blood again and was injured. However, at such a close distance, he could no longer calmly retreat and cast the Mantra of the Converter.

Ji Changsheng, who was at a disadvantage, was not panicked. Instead, his eyes flashed with shimmering, and he pinched his hands with one hand, "Die!"

laugh.

A violent white light suddenly burst out from Ji Changsheng. The light was scorching hot, as if it could melt everything.

At such a close distance, Chen Yu could not hide at all.
Chapter completed!