Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Boy, I will kill you."

The female cultivator rushed towards Wu Zheng like crazy, but before she took two steps, she was stopped by a cultivator beside her and shouted loudly: "Ye Mei, don't fall for his tricks."

"Hmph, you are so young and don't learn well, just learning these cheap moves." An old man came forward and glared at Wu Zheng fiercely.

Wu Zheng shook his head and said with a little disdain: "No matter how mean I am, I can't be one ten-thousandth of you. At least, I don't even bother to deal with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child."

"Who are you calling a child? You are the child." Kong Xuan whispered behind Wu Zheng, her tone full of dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, no matter how much you say, it can't change your fate. Surrender and I will spare your life." The old man disdained Wu Zheng's argument.

"It's really funny. You're so old and you're living like a dog. You're so brave to say that." Wu Zheng raised his lips with a look of disdain.

"Set up the formation."

The old man sneered and said coldly to the cultivator behind him. Before he finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and attacked Wu Zheng first.

The female cultivator named 'Ye Mei' could no longer hold herself back. She flashed and held a colorful ribbon in her hand, like a flying poisonous snake, and entangled Wu Zheng.

"Hmph, your opponent is me."

Kong Xuan gave a light scold. As a peak fourth-level existence, she was not afraid of anyone here. The stream of light flashed in her hand, and Kong Xuan wrapped the colorful ribbon with her bare hands.

Elsewhere, Wu Zheng was also bare-handed. He used the Phoenix Extreme Shocking Fist for the first time. The mysterious colored cyclone in the Dantian Qi Sea was mobilized for the first time. The colored fist wind whistled back and forth, not afraid of any attack. The cultivators of Feiyu Sect could not help but frown. These two were too arrogant. They actually fought with them bare-handed. It was simply seeking death.

After fighting for hundreds of moves, everyone woke up. Kong Xuan was fine! After all, she was a demon beast, and her physical body was as strong as the best magic weapon.

But what surprised them was that Wu Zheng's physical body was also strong, not weaker than Kong Xuan. The colorful light flashing on his fist had a force of tens of thousands of pounds every time it came into contact with their magic weapon.

For a time, the blood of everyone in Feiyu Sect was shaken and shook endlessly.

"Xia Yang, Lily, Ye Mei, set up the 'Feiyu Liuguang Formation'." The old man roared loudly.

When the monks heard the old man's voice, they immediately changed their bodies. The colorful ribbons on their willow-leaf eyebrows suddenly turned into a colorful waterfall, rolling and flowing in the air, turning Xia Yang, Hu Baili and others to the source of the colorful waterfall.

Several magic swords were circulated in the hands of the crowd. Before Wu Zheng and Kong Xuan could react, thousands of sword lights suddenly emanated from the end of the colorful waterfall, whistling and swarming towards Wu Zheng and Kong Xuan.

'Hmph! '

Kong Xuan shouted softly, and the light on her body flashed. A colorful peacock, with green light all over its body and a copper-colored luster on its lower back. The peacock was not big, only two meters in size, but the green light was extremely powerful, blocking all the sword lights outside and preventing them from moving forward.

Over there, Wu Zheng was no less powerful. The purple aurora shield on his body turned into blue and red. At this moment, Wu Zheng mobilized the wood attribute true essence and the fire attribute true essence. When the dry wood met the raging fire, the purple aurora shield burned fiercely, as if it wanted to burn the entire void. All the flowing swords within three meters of his body were burned by the scorching high temperature, leaving no trace.

Over there, everyone looked solemn. They didn't expect Wu Zheng and Kong Xuan to be so powerful. You know, this "Flying Feather Flowing Light Formation" was set up by several Yuanying stage cultivators. Each flowing light sword was equivalent to a blow from a late great cultivator. Unexpectedly, it was easily blocked by the two.

The old man frowned: "Condense the sword!"

The light flashed again, and those flowing light swords no longer shot out, but condensed into a silver magic sword with silver-white light at the end of the colorful waterfall.

As soon as the magic sword took shape, silver light surged, and it flew towards Wu Zheng rapidly, bringing with it a sonic boom that shook the void.

Wu Zheng did not dare to be arrogant. This attack was as strong as the full force of a peak cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. Even he did not dare to challenge it lightly. He had no choice but to fly back rapidly, while his hands kept making decisions, and his whole body was shining brightly.

But what surprised Wu Zheng was that no matter how he changed direction, the magic sword could keep up with his pace, as if it could track him.

Wu Zheng understood in his heart that he could not get rid of this attack, so he had to bite the bullet and use his magical powers.

Wu Zheng, who was running away rapidly, suddenly turned around and pointed a finger at the magic sword with silver light. A huge green finger shadow formed above Wu Zheng's head, with pressure everywhere. The veins on the finger were clear, as if it was a real finger. Endless spiritual energy rushed towards the huge green finger.

Just as the green finger was condensing into shape, the silver magic sword also arrived.

A pair of green and illusory wings suddenly appeared behind Wu Zheng. With a flap of the wings, Wu Zheng flew rapidly.

Just as Wu Zheng had just dodged away, a loud noise suddenly came.

‘Bang! ’

At the intersection of the green finger and the silver magic sword, a huge sound burst out, and endless light scattered. Even Wu Zheng, who had expected it, was shaken in the air, and was obviously shaken by the sound of the explosion.

On the opposite side, everyone from the Feiyu Sect retreated. They never thought that this inconspicuous young man could block such a powerful blow without causing much damage.

Over there, Kong Xuan transformed into a human body again, with a short blade in the shape of a peacock feather in her hand. She turned into a stream of light and killed everyone in the Feiyu Sect with lightning speed as they flew back.

It must be said that Kong Xuan had a unique vision and grasped the timing just right. This was the time when the Feiyu Sect's human strength was declining and new strength had not yet emerged.

"Little girl, you are so impudent."

"Sneak attacks are not the work of heroes."

"presumptuous."

The faces of everyone in the Feiyu Sect changed instantly, and they looked horrified, but Kong Xuan's peacock feathers would not give them a chance to react.

‘Poof! ’

A sound so subtle that it was too weak to be heard sounded quietly. In just a moment, two Feiyu Sect monks died, and everyone in the Feiyu Sect had already reacted.

"court death!"

Xia Yang punched Kong Xuan's head without hesitation. Liu Yemei's colorful belt on the other side suddenly flipped and turned into a poisonous snake, surrounding Kong Xuan's waist. On the other side, Hu Lily's magic sword was in his hand. But he appeared quietly behind Kong Xuan.

For a time, Kong Xuan had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth!