Volume 2: embarking on the road to immortal cultivation

Chapter 154: Jiuquhe: Yumo defeated the two ghosts

Wang Dana held a ghost-headed knife in his hand, thinking that this was coming against Huang Zilin, the Yin-Yang man. He was so burly, he weighed twice that of this Yin-Yang man. This big knife was as heavy as Huang Zilin. Wang Dana still had some strength. The knife weighed more than 30 kilograms. He could not wave the big knife without the strength of his hand. The big knife waved and the force was poured into the knife. The knife had a "slim" sound of breaking through the air in the air. This sword could not be swung without hundreds of kilograms of force. He slashed Huashan with one knife and slashed directly on the ground. The Yin-Yang man was like air, and his body was light and he avoided.

Wang Dana made a move faster and faster, one after another, with golden light shining, almost breaking everyone's eyes.

No matter how Wang Dana cut the slam and how powerful it was, the Yin-Yang man danced in the air like a piece of yellow paper, and his strength could not hit others. Mr. Liang was about to open his mouth and call Wang Dana back, but the paper man flashed and disappeared in front of Wang Dana. Wang Dana was also experienced in many battles. He used his ears to hear a sound behind him, saying that it was too fast. He snatched his right hand with his left hand, and the blade was back with his left heel as the axis, like a whirlwind, and his body turned with his sword peak. As soon as the knife was rotated, the blade had not yet stuck to the Yin-Yang man's body, Wang Dana felt that his body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer on his back, and his body flew into the air, and he fell directly into the eyes of everyone. Liang Zhong stepped forward and snatched the person back. Wang Dana was also seriously injured and kicked out the blood with one kick.

"Let me try your kung fu!" Liang Yun jumped out. In addition to Lao Liangtou's prestige, Liang Yun's kung fu is stronger than Lao Liangtou. He said that people don't talk about the ability of essence and bones. Mr. Liang's nephew has obtained the true teachings of Mr. Liang. After more than ten years of training, his kung fu has reached a bottleneck. If he breaks through, he will be at a higher level.

This shows what it means to be a father-son soldier. This team is in danger, so the nephew leads the way, fearing that his uncle will be in danger.

As soon as Liang Yun came out, the other party's white-faced man also came out.

"Your opponent is me. Brother Huang takes a break and see if I can beat this kid. This kid's reputation is almost surpassing Lao Liangtou behind!" The white-faced nemesis Wang Zhen walked out with a smile.

Liang Yun showed his sword and first gave an immortal a guide. The sword pointed to the white-faced nemesis. The white-faced nemesis looked at the handsome Liang Yun with his eyes like a ghost. He raised the corner of his mouth and held a white sail in his hand. The so-called white sail is actually what people call the soul-conjuring sail. There is a gun in the middle, and a white cloth hung at the tip of the gun, and the word soul-conjuring is written on it.

The white-faced nemesis Wang Zhen and Bai Fan pushed forward and forced Liang Yun back two steps at once. They all said that one inch long and one inch stronger. The spear forward pushed Liang Yun back two steps.

I saw the sword flying up and down again, and the white sail seemed to be blocking the left and right, which made Liang Yun not really have any advantage. The two of them became more and more brave as they fought. The white sail was hanging with the sound of the wind, and the sword showed a little cold light.

As time goes by, the white-faced nemesis feels a little tired at this time. Liang Yun is in his thirties! He doesn't feel tired, this is the capital of youth.

Mr. Liang also saw that his nephew was about to win. Here Liang Yun stabbed Wang Zhen with a sword. Wang Zhen turned around, the tip of the sword gently slid over, and it fell into a blank space. Wang Zhen shook his hand, and a black gas came out of the white sail and suddenly covered Liang Yun. Liang Yun smelled a burning smell, and the sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground. His head suddenly knew nothing and fell to the ground.

The white-faced nemesis on the opposite side is not

When he attacked Liang Yun again, the sail in his hand shook, and the black air was received into the sail again, as if nothing had happened.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun!" Liang Zhong shouted his nephew's nickname without reaction. He still had breathing but he was never awake.

Liang Zhong walked forward with his sword in his hand, "What spell did you use and what did you do to my nephew?"

"Haha, Liang Zhong, I said, you, let's leave with us, how great it would be for you to take your nephew away! You have to fight with us, even if you let you practice for hundreds of years, you can't beat me Julingfan." Wang Zhen said bluntly as Liang Zhong.

"You are too bullying. Half of the escort guards and half of them are on the chariot!" Liang Zhong knew at a glance that today's affairs were not easy to pass. If he didn't take the initiative, he would ask others to knock them down one by one. Not to mention the escort, it would be hard to say whether they would kill him or not.

The dart flag on the escort car was "pulling" in the wind. The group of people rushed towards the two people in front of them as if a tiger on the mountain met a goat. The two people seemed not afraid of themselves, but the white-faced nemesis Wang Zhen shook the white sail in his hand, and a stream of black smoke appeared around everyone. The group of escorts fell to the ground one by one.

When everyone was frightened, the two of them flashed and came to Mrs. Long's side, and at the same time, black fog was released. While stunned, the group of people fell to the ground one by one. Only Liang Zhong was the last one to fall to the ground.

Liang Zhong looked at Huang Zilin, a man from Huang Yin-Yang, and walked towards him. He could no longer see the east at all, and only a burst of laughter could be heard.

"You really do it! Don't wait for the people behind you. The immortal master comes and you can't blame our brothers and brothers!" Wang Zhen blamed Huang Zilin.

"I didn't kill him either. Let's talk about it when he comes by himself! What if he doesn't care, isn't this already helping you?" Huang Zilin looked indifferent.

"That's right. None of them was killed anyway. You can see the immortal master's whatever he wanted. Not to mention that the magic weapon given by the immortal master is really awesome. He knocked down so many people at once!" Wang Zhen looked at Bai Fan on the weapon.

The two of them looked like a hanged ghost. They were dubbed by martial artists as two fierce ghosts in the Chu State, which also shows that they had a certain status in the martial arts world of the Eastern Chu State, and were not ordinary soldiers.

Yu Mo and the other three were listening to the chat of the two, knowing who the two were waiting for, as if they were monks. Yu Mo thought about it and said to the two, "Two brothers, don't have to go out first. If I lose, the other party will help you and bother you."

"Okay! Brother Yumo, be careful!" Liu Cheng glanced at his senior brother.

Yu Mo and the two met one after another, saying that they were helping, was it a test of their own abilities?

Just as Wang Zhen reached behind Liang Zhong, Yu Mo came to Wang Zhen like a ghost and said softly, "Are you sure these people have no help?"

Yu Mo's voice sounded in front of Wang Zhen, and at the same time Huang Zilin pulled out a treasure sword and was ready to fight.

Looking at the actions of the two men, Yu Mo was not nervous, but was very relaxed. He watched Huang Zilin holding the gun sail, and waved his right hand and shot out his wind blade from his hand. He heard a "defying" sound hit Huang Zilin's gun, which made Huang Zilin's hand numb.

This suddenly shocked Huang and Wang, and the eyes of Yu Mo turned into terror, because their martial arts could only refine the qi of Gang, so that they could not use weapons to hurt people. The person on the other side could only hurt people with one hand with a wave of their hand.

After watching the wind blade swinged by Yu Mo, a deep groove appeared on the gun. This was stronger than the innate master. Is this?

After reaching the acquired realm, it is divided into martial arts realm. If you practice to a certain level, you can reach the level of a master, and then there will be an innate level. The most difficult one is the acquired level. After reaching the acquired level, you can practice immortality with martial arts. The acquired level is equivalent to the level of Great Perfection in the Qi Refining Stage, and you are only a little short of that of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Are you a innate master or a acquired master? Who asked you to take action?" Wang Zhen looked at Yu Mo with a little shock.

"Innate, acquired, I don't quite understand what you said, but you were so confused that my friends were so I want to see what else you want to do?" Yu Mo looked at the two people with a smile.

"Are you a monk? an immortal cultivator!" Wang Zhen and Huang Zilin widened their eyes at the same time.

Yumo didn't say much, and saw the two of them doing something, and they didn't take action, just like an ant on a hot pan, rushing around there.

The two of them looked back from time to time. Yu Mo knew that these two people must be waiting for support, was they the immortal master they mentioned?

At this moment, a stream of black smoke floated out from Huang Zilin's gun sail and went directly to Yu Mo's body. Yu Mo felt a flash in front of him, as if he was about to faint. As soon as the wooden spiritual energy was circulating in his body, it immediately became clear and there was no feeling of dizziness.

Yu Mo took the opportunity to close his eyes and fell to the ground immediately, becoming the same as the others. The two people opposite here turned their bodies and immediately ran backwards. This was not a win. I felt afraid that Yu Mo would get up and ran to the distance immediately.

Yu Mo originally wanted to let the two of them come over to seize the opportunity to capture them alive so that they could wake them up.

Looking at the two people running away, Yu Mo moved his body and immediately came to the two people. He waved his hand forward, and a wind blade drove the sound of the wind. It was as fast as a feather arrow. The two ghosts were also experienced in the battlefield. They rushed forward and kicked the ground with their feet at the same time. The head was in front and the body was behind and the back flew up, shooting towards Yu Mo like a meteor, and then collided with Yu Mo.

Yu Mo's body slightly sided and the two of them flew over in the air. The white-faced nemesis stretched forward with both hands, rolled forward with their hands on the ground, rolled forward with their forwards, Huang Zilin's body turned in the air, and suddenly turned his body and feet to the ground.

At this moment, the larger black air enveloped Yu Mo's whole body. This black air rushed straight into Yu Mo's purple mansion. This was a mental attack. Yu Mo felt dizzy in his body, and a black rushed straight towards the purple mansion. The black air entered the purple mansion. Yu Mo felt a sense of confusion. The purple river rolled and a large amount of purple air emerged. The purple air rose to the sky and swept the black gas into the purple river. After a while, the black air disappeared, and Yu Mo became clear again.

Looking at the two people in front of me, as soon as the Yumo Yuqing Kunlun fan came out, a small hill appeared in the sky, and the hill was slowly getting bigger.

"How do you think you can wake everyone up? Or..." Yu Moyu looked at the two of them threateningly.

"I said, I said, just click on the temple of the injured person and you can wake up!" Huang Zilin quickly said the method, looking at the hills in the sky, he knew that they were not people of the same level as Yu Mo. Yu Mo waved his hand like a sharp sword, and a mountain could emerge from the sky with a wave of his hand. In this way, he was an ordinary person, a god, and a monk. These two people knew the existence of the monks. Huang Zilin's soul-suming sail was given by the one, so when he saw Yu Mo's method, he knew that Yu Mo was not the one who could fight against them, so he could only save his life first.

Yu Mo ignored the two of them and turned around and came to everyone, controlling the air, and gently tapped on everyone's temples. In a short while, everyone woke up.
Chapter completed!