Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 128 127. Overwhelming Yun Wuhen!
Hearing these words, there was a strange silence under the Yushu.

People were full of surprise.

Even stronger than Yun Wuhen's arrival.

Someone wants to challenge Yun Wuhen head-on?

Is this crazy?
They all looked towards the source of the sound.

A scholar-like man with a gentle temperament was looking down at himself and the others from a high position.

"Brother Lu?!"

Zhang Lang couldn't help but exclaimed.

He never thought that if there is no sound in peace, Yiming is so amazing!
Jiang Yulan's eyes were serious, quite worried.

The others quickly learned about An Le's identity through the low-pitched conversation, and they naturally felt disdainful.

"Mostly it's just trying to please the public."

"How dare you provoke Mr. Wuhen, I'm afraid you're tired of work?"

Ma Zhengshan gloated: "This is the end of Lu Bin!"

"Even if Mr. Wuhen doesn't make a move, his fans will not let this guy go."

Chen Xiaoshuang frowned, and looked down on Lu Bin again.

If the legendary ghost-faced man said such words, they would still be a little interested.

But how dare a mere little-known casual cultivator speak nonsense?
Isn't this grandstanding?
Between clouds and mist.

Yun Wuhen was wearing a platinum Taoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns, and his posture was elegant and refined.

But the face is very tender, not like a young man, but rather youthful.

This is because he was too young when he broke through the foundation establishment, so his appearance remained in this state.

Many of Yun Tianyu's older female cultivators liked him even more because of this.

"Wuhen! This man is too presumptuous, let me teach him a lesson."

Beside him, a mature female cultivator said angrily immediately.

The appearance of a woman's breath is actually in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Yun Wuhen shook his head lightly: "Sister Xiaoya, there's no need."

"If I ignore everyone's provocations, I won't have to do anything else for a day."

When the monks around heard it, they all followed suit.

"As expected of Mr. Wuhen!"

"This kind of demeanor really makes me feel ashamed."

"It's no wonder he has such achievements at such a young age. It's really extraordinary."

Hearing these words, even though Yun Wuhen knew that they were flattering them, he still felt secretly refreshed and felt at ease.

I can't wait to let this group of people say a few more words.

at this time.

An Le on the tree said again.

"Why, the dignified Yun Tianzong Yun Wuhen, don't you even dare to fight me, an unknown pawn?"

"It turns out... I misread you."

He is very confident in this rhetoric.

During the deduction, An Le knew it clearly.

Yun Wuhen not only has a tender face, but also has a childish disposition. He has no other hobbies on weekdays, but likes to appear holy in front of others.

In other words, pretense!
It was for this reason that Yun Wuhen offended the ancient Lingyu tree, causing the nearby monks to be wiped out.

Even the two people who were already sitting on the jade futon lost their lives.

Anle's plan is very simple, as long as Yun Wuhen's attention is restrained, he has no time to attack Yushu.

This crisis will also be resolved.

The nearby monks, naturally ignorant of Anle's hard work, were even more astonished.

Mr. Wuhen is very merciful, he is not as knowledgeable as you, yet you still provoke him again?

Isn't this looking for death?

Yun Wuhen raised his eyebrows, stopped Chen Xiaoya who was about to make a move, and smiled coldly.

"Since this fellow daoist invites you so kindly, I have no reason to retreat."

"Just let me meet you!"

Before he came under the Yushu, he had learned the rules of this secret place in advance.

Stretch your legs, and climb up with the clouds wrapped around you.

Yun Wuhen was extremely fast.

The pressure from Yushu was ignored by him, just like a breeze blowing on his face.

Those monks who were still struggling under the jade tree couldn't help but look sideways at him, watching him fly past him.

"So fast!"

"Young Master Wuhen, to be so strong..."

Many people couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration from the mountains, and once again deeply felt the gap between them.

"Wait, look there!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

People saw that An Le, who stayed in the same place before, also started to continue upward.

What's more, his pace is unhurried, as if he is walking leisurely.

One must know that An Le's current height is already at the forefront of the second echelon.

The more you go up, the stronger the pressure on Yushu.

Many well-known monks fell here, and finally had no choice but to leave.

"This person still has some skills, but his intentions are not right, and he wants to go astray."

Chen Xiaoshuang commented coldly.

Everyone thinks so.

However, they all believed that Yun Wuhen would soon catch up with Anle and completely defeat him.

Ma Zhengshan laughed cheerfully.

"Haha, I bet that Lu Bin can only last for half an hour, who of you will bet with me?"

Immediately, other monks gathered around.

******
Above the Yushu.

In the sky where ordinary people cannot see.

He Zhou and his disciples are watching this competition with great interest.

"Master, do you think the ghost-masked man and Yun Wuhen are stronger or weaker?"

As a supervisor of trials.

An Le's identity was naturally no secret in the eyes of the two of them.

That's why Jindan disciples are even more curious.

"The ghost-masked man is strong if he is strong, but only in the flesh."

"As for Yun Wuhen, he is a peerless evildoer cultivated by Yun Tianzong's strength. He is balanced in all aspects and is at the top level."

He Zhou commented softly.

"That is to say, Yun Wuhen will pick the Dao Lingguo first, and then get a piece of jade?"

"Who told you that?"

He Zhou frowned slightly.

"Above this jade tree, I'm afraid none of the five Yun Wuhen can match that ghost-masked man!"

The Jindan disciple opened his mouth in astonishment, his heart shaking.

"But having said that, what exactly is that armor on his body?"

Recalling the previous scene, He Zhou muttered to himself.

"Is it some kind of magic weapon? Or a secret technique?"

"I've never seen..."

At this time, an old voice sounded beside him.

"It's a living evil thing, refined into a part of the flesh through some kind of secret method."

"I see."

He Zhou was stunned when he heard the words, and then he was shocked.

"Elder Yangrong!"

He and his disciples hurriedly saluted.

The old man who quietly appeared beside them was Yang Rongzi.

Such a small secret place actually attracted Huashen Elder to come in person!
It is enough to see its importance.

******
The climbing of An Le and Yun Wuhen continued.

Yun Wuhen's speed was significantly faster.

But he started from under the Yushu, and there was still a long way to go to Anle.

People thought.

That height has basically reached the limit of comfort, and will soon be crushed by the huge coercion, thus embarrassingly embarrassing.

But the reality is far from what they thought.

An Le walked up step by step.

The steps are steady and the breathing is peaceful.

There is no sign of decline.

He even had enough energy to look back from time to time.

Even though he didn't say anything, in Yun Wuhen's view, this was undoubtedly a provocation to him.

So, the speed increased even more.

The fight between the two also stimulated the other monks on Yushu.

Those who can climb here, do not have a bit of arrogance in their hearts, and how can they be willing to be a foil for others.

Most of these people gritted their teeth, surged with spiritual energy, and moved forward as much as possible.

Soon.

Some people fell under the tree because of excessive spiritual energy consumption and exhausted physical strength.

Fortunately, with the physique of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it is quite difficult to fall to death.

Chang Yan, who was close to the height of the tree trunk, turned his head and found that An Le was not too far away, and felt a strong sense of urgency in his heart.

"Damn it! Is he hiding his clumsiness?"

In the early stage of climbing the tree, Chang Yan consumed a lot of spiritual power in order to speed up.

At this height, the coercion around him has already become real, and the air is like a thick swamp.

Every step was extremely difficult.

Chang Yan swallowed the next treasure pill, thinking to himself.

"Don't be in a hurry."

"There are only three Thousand Spirit Pills left, we must use them at critical moments!"

An Le doesn't know what other people think.

Even if you know it, you won't care.

During the deduction, he has fully adapted to Yushu's coercion, and he also knows three or four height nodes where the pressure suddenly increases.

"Go up another 50 meters and take a short break."

"If Yun Wuhen is thrown too far away, God knows what stupid things he will do."

"By the way, digest the spiritual power in your body."

In order to avoid the situation where the spiritual power overflowed to the point of explosion again, An Le did not dare to be as bold as before in absorbing the spiritual energy now.

Instead, carefully digest a part, and then continue to absorb.

An Le sighed.

"Oh, too much spiritual power is also an annoyance."

******
It didn't take long.

See An Le sit down and rest.

Many people under the tree let out a cry of surprise.

"He's going to die!"

"I want to add ten high-grade spirit stones!"

"Master Wuhen's speed has not decreased at all, this is the gap!"

As more and more people came, the gambling game that was just a small game before became huge.

The dealer of the gamble feels that he can't grasp it.

So I found the speakers of Yuntianzong, Qianshanjiao and other sects to host together.

With the benefit factor, these people naturally have a bias in their hearts.

This time, even Zhang Lang was not optimistic about Anle and dared not place a bet.

On the contrary, Jiang Yulan, who has never been very talkative, planted twenty top-grade spirit stones on An Le.

This is equivalent to the entire net worth of a foundation establishment.

"Jiang Daoyou, it seems that you will lose everything this time."

Ma Zhengshan said proudly.

Jiang Yulan responded coldly: "I hope you don't get too happy too soon."

"Humph!"

Ma Zhengshan walked away, ready to collect the spirit stone.

******
On the Yushu, Yun Wuhen lived up to his reputation and climbed all the way.

There seemed to be no hindrance.

It took only half an hour to reach the middle of the trunk.

"Hmph, that's all!"

Yun Wuhen looked up and saw An Le's figure not far away.

There is a little expectation in my heart.

He could already imagine the situation where the other party fell down and begged for mercy.

But suddenly, Yun Wuhen froze suddenly.

The pressure around him suddenly increased to a higher level, making his footsteps a lot heavier.

But it is still within the acceptable range.

"I not only want to win, but I also want to win beautifully and enjoy myself!"

Yun Wuhen is well versed in the trick of appearing holy in front of others.

He was going to catch up with An Le with a crushing momentum.

"call--"

Yun Wuhen took a deep breath, forced the spiritual power in his body, and moved forward at the original speed.

at the same time.

An Le also moved.

He is still in that unhurried posture, and the speed of walking upwards does not increase or decrease.

Seeing this scene, the monks under the tree were shocked.

The smile on Ma Zhengshan's face disappeared: "How is it possible?"

"Lu Bin still has spare energy?"

"This is close to the forefront of the first echelon, right?"

Zhang Lang was keenly aware: "Brother Lu is almost catching up with the Dry Ice Fairy!"

******
An Le walked up slowly, and noticed the dry ice beside him.

Her face was pale, and she looked very hard.

It is almost impossible to maintain a standing position, and can only climb with both hands.

The loss of dry ice using the secret method has not recovered yet.

"Fellow Daoist."

An Le said something softly, as a greeting, and continued to move forward.

"wait wait wait!"

When Dry Bing saw An Le, his eyes were bright and his cheeks were flushed.

Can move forward calmly under this pressure...

She basically guessed the truth.

The dry ice was unusually awkward, and it was no longer as cool as usual, as if meeting a fan of an idol.

"You, are you..."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

After hesitating for a long time, Dry Ice still didn't ask, but said softly.

"Thank you."

When she looked up again, An Le had already gone far.

He sat in a ravine again, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for Yun Wuhen to catch up.

Nearby, the spiritual light of Yushu continued to surge out from the cracks.

Like silk, like streamers, like aurora.

Colorful and magnificent.

These spiritual powers formed a very strong spiritual pressure, and many monks would become stiff and unable to move just by staying here.

The eyes of the old man's face are also at this height.

An unspeakable depression spread.

It's palpitating.

It seems that if you don't pay attention, you will offend this giant tree.

Yun Wuhen had just stepped into this area, and his back was immediately pressed down.

Although he lifted it up quickly, he still showed a little slump.

"Huh-ha-"

Yun Wuhen panted lightly, and a cloud appeared around him just right, covering his face.

In order to avoid fatigue from being seen by others.

For Yun Wuhen, losing face was even more unbearable than hurting him!
Climbing regardless of wear and tear, his physical and spiritual strength were consumed a lot.

Faced with the pressure that has increased several times suddenly, the body still needs some time to adapt.

At this moment, Yun Wuhen also recalled it.

He could see that An Le was trying to make himself rush on the road, unable to compete in the final stage.

"Oh, I underestimated you!"

Yun Wuhen, who was awake, also sat down, preparing to slowly adapt to the pressure.

"The one who wins to the end must be me!"

******
However, next.

Above the Yushu, a very dramatic picture appeared.

Whenever Yun Wuhen starts to move forward.

An Le stood up at the same time.

Until Yun Wuhen sat down to adapt to the coercion around him.

An Le also sat down again.

There was always a distance between the two of them that wasn't too far and wasn't too close.

Seems within reach.

But it seems that it can never be shortened.

At this point, no matter how unwilling the people under the tree were, they had to admit——

An Le really has the ability to compete with Yun Wuhen!

Even, even overwhelmed him?
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(End of this chapter)