Seeking the Way of Immortality

Just when everyone was talking about it, Liang Shaohua stopped their discussion with a look, signaling them to watch the battle carefully. After all, if they could understand something from a battle of this level, it would definitely benefit them for life.

Even powerful cultivators like Xing Weidong looked at Wu Zheng and Chang Wenye intently at this time, not for anything else, but to see how strong the legendary Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation Master was.

Wu Zheng knew that Chang Wenye would never take the initiative, so Wu Zheng's hand flashed with light, and the purple spear suddenly appeared: "The spear is called 'Purple Extreme', please teach me."

Chang Wenye's eyes condensed, and he swung his right hand, and a gold-plated long sword suddenly appeared: "The sword is called 'Zhantian', Brother Wu, just let it go."

Wu Zheng did not hesitate, and raised his spear, and cold stars shot at Chang Wenye like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Chang Wenye knew that in the world of cultivation, almost all the cultivators who dared to use the spear as a magic weapon were powerful fighters. Ordinary people could not control the domineering power of the spear at all. At the moment when Wu Zheng just took out the spear, he clearly felt a domineering power that was unstoppable.

He knew in his heart that Wu Zheng must have understood the domineering power of the spear and was definitely a master of using the spear. There was no doubt about that.

Therefore, at the moment when Wu Zheng was about to attack, he was ready. The long sword in his right hand drew a circle, forming a vacuum circle, blocking all the cold light from Wu Zheng's spear outside the sword circle.

For a while, the sound of "ding-dong" in the martial arts field was endless.

Wu Zheng never had the habit of looking down on anyone. No matter if he was a stronger or weaker opponent, once he entered the battle state, he would go all out, and there was absolutely no such thing as letting him go.

Wu Zheng used his left hand to hold the gun barrel and his right hand to hold the gun stock. He used all his strength to thrust it out suddenly. The gun tip made a series of piercing buzzing sounds, biting Chang Wenye's right hand at the speed of sound.

Chang Wenye's figure flashed and disappeared at the end of Wu Zheng's gun tip. Wu Zheng was aware of it. He swung his dragon tail and the purple spear suddenly turned around. At this time, Chang Wenye's Zhantian long sword suddenly slashed at Wu Zheng's gun body, making a shocking sound.

The two separated as soon as they touched.

Xing Weidong and others who were watching the battle looked solemn. It was obvious that Wu Zheng's strength was equal to Chang Wenye's at this time, and this was not Wu Zheng's ultimate move. They could all see this. After all, it was not a life-and-death battle, and Wu Zheng could not use his ultimate move.

Chang Wenye looked even more solemn. That move might make him equal to Wu Zheng in the eyes of outsiders, but he knew that he had actually lost. An inexplicable force made him retreat again and again. Although Wu Zheng was also retreating, he knew that Wu Zheng was just doing it for outsiders.

The long sword swung, and with a move of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, thousands of sword lights danced out, and the sword light turned into a huge phoenix, and the phoenix's mouth was just aimed at Wu Zheng's head.

Wu Zheng was not surprised either. His figure flashed, and the long spear shook rapidly. Ten thousand points of cold light enveloped the phoenix's head, forming a silver-white halo.

The phoenix flapped its wings, and two tornadoes rose from the ground and merged rapidly. The phoenix also turned into nothingness and lingered around Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng had never seen such a strange move before, but he had been on the battlefield for a long time. Although he was shocked, he did not show it. His whole body suddenly became stronger, and a domineering aura suddenly appeared on Wu Zheng. He waved his spear and chopped it down suddenly, facing the airflow around him.

The sound of thunder was heard, but it was the first move of the Overlord Spear Technique, "Spring Thunder Rolling".

Chang Wenye's move was ineffective, and he knew it was not good. He suddenly flashed and used the unique skill of the Yuanying period cultivator, "Teleportation", and the whole person disappeared again.

Wu Zheng turned his spear around, but he did not find anything.

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Wu Zheng's heart, and the wind wings behind him instantly unfolded, and the space was agitated. When he appeared again, Wu Zheng was already several meters away.

Chang Wenye followed like a shadow and appeared above Wu Zheng's head. Zhan Tian's long sword used a move of "Force Splitting Huashan" and chopped it down on Wu Zheng's head.

At this time, Wu Zheng wanted to use the Wings of Wind, but it was too late. He held the Purple Extreme Spear horizontally, lowered his waist, and raised his hands with blue veins exposed.

‘Bang’.

Wu Zheng’s feet were deeply sank into the bluestone slab, while Chang Wenye flew back.

Purple light flashed on Wu Zheng’s body, but it was the Purple Extreme Light Shield that opened automatically, and Chang Wenye was blown away by the force surging from Wu Zheng’s body.

Wu Zheng did not wait for Chang Wenye to land. He held the middle part of the Purple Extreme Spear with both hands. The spear circled rapidly, driving Wu Zheng’s body to fly up. His body flew higher and higher until he was in the air. Wu Zheng looked down at Chang Wenye.

An unparalleled domineering spirit surged up, and the Purple Extreme Spear quickly chopped nine times, forming a huge light purple spear phantom in front of Wu Zheng.

Chang Wenye looked cautious over there. The Zhantian Long Sword flew out of his hands and flew into the air. The sword body flew up against the wind, quickly became larger, and spun in the air.

Chang Wenye made a series of hand gestures, and the magic power of his body was poured into the giant Zhantian long sword like the Yangtze River. For a moment, the sword energy was surging, and the golden sword light was flying all over the sky, gathering on the giant Zhantian long sword. It was the sword intent that Chang Wenye had comprehended, unfolding at this moment.

Chang Wenye comprehended the golden sword intent, which was famous for its attack power. At this time, the golden sword intent in the sky gathered into a huge sword, condensing above Chang Wenye's head.

Wu Zheng knew that Chang Wenye's gold-attributed sword intent was only the second level, which was much worse than Wu Zheng's Gengjin sword intent. However, Wu Zheng did not intend to use the Gengjin sword finger. Sometimes it was okay to expose a little, but it was not good to expose too much.

The sound of the encounter between 'Thundering Nine Heavens' and 'Giant Sword Technique' was earth-shaking. If it were not for the soundproof formation in the Qingmu Hall's martial arts field, the sound would probably be heard several miles away.

The monks watching the battle nearby retreated one after another, and the monks with weaker cultivation collapsed directly to the ground. If Xing Weidong and others had not intentionally protected them, the sound would probably be enough to stun them.

On the battlefield, Wu Zheng and Chang Wenye both flew back. Chang Wenye's clothes and hair were messy, his eyes were red, and he held the sword in one hand, leaving a several-meter-long gully on the bluestone floor. The corners of his mouth were also bleeding. Obviously, he did not take advantage of Wu Zheng's strong collision this time.

On the other side, Wu Zheng's green gown was covered with sword marks, his hair was messy, his spear was swung horizontally, and his feet were strong, leaving two deep grooves on the bluestone floor, but he stopped his retreat with the power of his feet.

Wu Zheng's eyes were calm, and the purple aurora shield on his body was flashing, but he was not seriously injured. Obviously, he had the upper hand in this collision.

Of course, this was just a competition. Neither Wu Zheng nor Chang Wenye used any tricks, just a tentative attack!

Both of them knew this very well, but they were just pretending to show it to the monks of Qingmu Hall.

The two people here can ignore it, but those ordinary monks are shocked beyond words. You know, their deputy hall master Chang is famous for his fierce fighting ability, but he was defeated by a young and unknown monk. Although it can't be said to be a big defeat, it is an indisputable fact that Chang Wenye was injured.

What kind of person could escape unscathed from the hands of Deputy Hall Master Chang, and in their Qingmu Hall's territory.

Just as the monks were shocked, Chang Wenye suddenly attacked, combining his body and sword, and rushed forward. Wu Zheng stomped his left foot on the ground, and a powerful recoil force pushed his body forward.

The man and the gun instantly merged into one, turning into a stream of light, rushing towards Chang Wenye, who was in harmony with his sword.

Both of them were monks known for their fighting power, and their cultivation was extraordinary. Whether it was Wu Zheng in the Jindan stage or Chang Wenye in the Yuanying stage, they had already comprehended the trick of combining the body and magic weapon into one.

For a while, only a spear and a sword were left on the martial arts field, and there was no trace of Wu Zheng and Chang Wenye.

The sound of spears and swords colliding was endless. The light purple color of the Zi Ji spear and the golden sword intent of the Zhan Tian sword were flying all over the sky. The sword intent and the spear intent struck the martial arts field. The bluestone floor, which was harder than pure gold, was completely damaged by the two magic weapons.