Chapter 1300: Fleeing in Panic

In desperation, Yuan Zhu Zhenren could only say: "Daoyou, can you stop and listen to me?"

"Want to stop? That's not so easy, take another sword from me." Qingyang shouted angrily, and while speaking, the speed of his attack did not change at all. Qingyang was angry at this time, and did not give Yuan Zhu Zhenren a chance to beg for mercy. At the beginning, this guy thought he was easy to bully, and he looked down on him and used his power to suppress him, and did not take him seriously at all. Now that he feels that he can't afford to offend him, he plans to reconcile? How can there be such a good thing in the world? He must wait until he vents his anger.

The Sanyuan Sword Formation is coming in a blink of an eye. Yuan Zhu Zhenren has no time to say anything else at this time. He can only bite the bullet and take Qingyang's move first. Facing this second Sanyuan Sword Formation, Yuan Zhu Zhenren was not as calm as the first time, and responded extremely hastily. The result was of course much worse than the second time. Not only did he suffer the backlash of the magic weapon, but after his defensive means were used up, he was also bombarded by the aftermath of the Sanyuan Sword Formation. He retreated four or five steps in a row and suffered serious external injuries.

Before Yuan Zhu Zhenren could breathe a sigh of relief, the third move of the Three Yuan Sword Formation had already formed. Qingyang did not give him a chance to breathe. This was to teach the other party a profound lesson and completely vent his anger. Yuan Zhu Zhenren did not expect Qingyang to be so vengeful and not give him any face. The two consecutive Three Yuan Sword Formations not only forced him to use all his means, but also suffered internal and external injuries. If it happened a few more times, he might be in danger of losing his life. This time he was finally scared and turned around and ran outside.

Yuan Zhu Zhenren ran quite fast. Qingyang's Three Yuan Sword Formation only brushed past his body and did not hurt him, but the aftermath of the sword formation fell on the surrounding buildings. Although the buildings commonly used by monks will set up protective formations, this level of attack cannot be defended by ordinary protective formations. There was a loud bang, and a large area of ​​the building collapsed.

Yuan Zhu Zhenren fled, making Qingyang's attack fall in vain. He became even more angry. He paused and rushed directly from the ruins of the building into the sky, chasing in the direction of Yuan Zhu Zhenren's escape.

Such a big commotion had already alerted other people in the mansion. However, seeing that Yuan Zhu Zhenren, who was second only to Chi Ye Zhenjun in strength, was beaten and fled in a panic, they naturally did not dare to move forward. Wherever the two passed, others dodged and secretly hid in the distance to watch the excitement.

At this moment, Chi Ye Zhenjun was also alarmed. A figure in a yard in the distance rushed up to the sky to greet him, and angrily shouted: "Which lunatic dares to be arrogant in my mansion?"

Seeing that his master finally appeared, Yuan Zhu Zhenren secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly dodged to Chi Ye Zhenjun. Qingyang followed him without hesitation. Since he had already torn his face with the other party, there was nothing to hold back. It was true that Chi Ye Zhenjun was a Yuanying cultivator, but his cultivation was only at the second level of Yuanying. Qingyang was just trying to see if he could beat him.

At this time, True Lord Chiye had already seen clearly that the one who was smashing his mansion was actually the Jindan cultivator who was looking for him to refine weapons. His disciple was obviously more powerful but was no match for him. He couldn't help but wonder why the two of them were fighting? Could it be that they were impatient because the refining time was too long?

But no matter what, the person who made trouble in his mansion and embarrassed him in public must not be forgiven easily, and the other party was just a Jindan cultivator. True Lord Chiye straightened his body and said angrily: "You are so bold, do you really think there is no one in my mansion?"

Qingyang chased to a distance of less than a mile from True Lord Chiye and True Man Yuanzhu, and stood face to face with the other party in the air. At this time, Qingyang was also very angry. Facing True Lord Chiye's anger, he did not show any weakness and said: "What mansion? It's just a It's just a den of thieves. I have never fought against a Yuanying cultivator. Today I want to try whether a Yuanying cultivator can cover the sky with one hand. " Qingyang was telling the truth. This was the first time he had fought a Yuanying cultivator head-on. The time when he was chased by Shi Fu Zhenjun certainly didn't count. However, for Chi Ye Zhenjun, this was extremely arrogant. Chi Ye Zhenjun had red hair and was a hot-tempered person. He couldn't stand provocation. He wanted to ask what the reason was for the fight between the two sides. Now, after hearing what Qingyang said, how could he care about anything else? He laughed in anger and said, "Okay, okay, okay, it's been so many years, but this is the first time a Jindan cultivator dares to be so arrogant in front of me. Don't you want to try whether a Yuanying cultivator can cover the sky with one hand? Then today, it will be as you wish. All other irrelevant people should get out of my way."

Just now, after Chiye Zhenjun appeared, other people in the mansion gathered here. In their minds, with the presence of Master, a Yuanying cultivator, it would be easy to deal with Qingyang. However, Chiye Zhenjun was not so optimistic. Yuanzhu Zhenren was his eldest disciple, and he knew very well what strength he had. Qingyang, with the cultivation of the ninth level of Jindan, was able to chase Yuanzhu Zhenren away with his head in his hands. His own ability must be not low. A cultivator who can cultivate to the ninth level of Jindan must have a good brain. It is unusual that he dares to be so arrogant in front of a Yuanying cultivator. In other words, Qingyang is either strong and confident, or has a strong background and is not afraid of Yuanying.

Of course, True Lord Chiye didn't think Qingyang would be able to do anything. After all, there was a big level difference between the two sides. At most, it would be a little troublesome to deal with. The gap between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Golden Core cultivator could not be made up by a simple cross-level battle. The reason why he asked others to retreat was because he was worried that the battle would be too intense and the aftermath would hurt others. This was his own mansion, and he was surrounded by his own people.

At the command of True Lord Chiye, all the others moved far away, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense. True Lord Chiye stared at Qingyang coldly, and Qingyang also looked solemn. Although he thought he could stop the second-level Nascent Soul cultivator, this was his first time fighting against a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he had to be cautious. If something unexpected happened, he might capsize in the gutter.

Suddenly, True Lord Chiye moved. He waved his hand, and the Yin and Ming Qi between heaven and earth rushed towards him. I don’t know what kind of magic formula he pinched, but the Yin and Ming Qi actually formed a huge ghost face in the air, opened his mouth and roared, and rushed towards Qingyang.

Facing the fierce ghost face rushing down, even though Qingyang had been prepared, he couldn’t help but be shocked at this time. The strength of this Nascent Soul cultivator really should not be underestimated. This seemingly casual attack had such power, which was much more powerful than that of True Lord Yuanzhu just now.

Qingyang did not dare to delay. The fourth giant sword had already appeared in the air. Together with the other three giant swords, it released thousands of sword shadows, forming a Four Elements Sword Formation and killing towards the huge ghost face.