Immortal Cultivation Game Realization: Give me ten consecutive draws at the beginning

Chapter 89 Ten Thousand Enemies

In a critical moment, Zhou Cheng didn't dare to be greedy, and directly took out a pill from the golden silk kit with his backhand.

[Juli Pill: Taking it can increase the speed of Qi and blood circulation by 35%, increase physical strength by 7 points, and strength by 10 points (duration 30 minutes)]

[Juli Pill] is not very effective, to a certain extent, it is just a kind of elixir to assist strength, but for Zhou Cheng at this moment, every point of assistance is precious.

After taking the [Juli Pill], Zhou Cheng jumped into the air and caught Zhu Xian's great sword!

In the next second, he swung his sword and slashed, Chi Yan took a picture, and immediately swung away the pens, inks, papers and inkstones around him!

"Young man, it's a little unruly for you to behave like this." Seeing this, the old man in the Wendao Palace became visibly gloomy.

Whether it is the method of controlling objects with the ink, paper and inkstone or the sharp golden light attached to the sword, this old man has no heart at all, and at best it is just a reminder to the younger generation.

However, Zhou Cheng broke the rules several times, which was a bit of a slap in the face.

Standing in Wendao Hall, Zhou Cheng naturally realized that something was wrong with the aura emanating from the old man, but since he dared to climb up the mountain gate of Chunyang Palace, he naturally couldn't back down.

The great sword of Zhu Xian in his hand was slightly tilted, his face became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice.

"You people from Chunyang Palace stole my things. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will never have peace in this Chunyang Palace!"

"Good good!"

This remark made the old man in the Wendao Palace laugh back angrily, and sneered, "Sure enough, there are talents from generation to generation, and heroes are born from young people! I want to see why you say this!"

Between the words, the old man pinched his fingers again, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone hung in the air, gathering golden light again, and an invisible murderous aura permeated the hall.

Zhou Cheng's heart skipped a beat, he had faintly realized that something was wrong, but he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, if he couldn't even beat the Wendao Palace, why would he talk about saving Daji?
Perhaps because he was a little more serious, the old man asked indifferently.

"Old man, Chunyang Palace Wendao Palace Master Elder Lingxu, boy, today is your day of death, you can leave your name, so that the bones of the Qingshan Mountains will not disappear. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to come to this world."

Zhou Cheng couldn't help grinning when he heard the words, "Elder Lingxu, the outcome is not yet decided, so don't talk too much."

"Okay! Be brave, today I want to see how much weight you can dare to break into the mountain gate of my Chunyang Palace!"

As soon as the words fell, with Elder Lingxu pinching his fingers, all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones hanging in mid-air flew towards us!

Zhou Cheng held the Zhuxian Great Sword, and his heart was determined to fight. His wrist was slightly turned to one side, and with the arousal of his true energy, red flames rose from the edge of the sword!
In the next second, he jumped up and rushed towards the flying pen, ink, paper and inkstone without avoiding it!
The essence of imperial swordsmanship lies in agility and quickness, being able to perform wonderful attacks that human beings cannot.

However, Zhou Cheng only used the momentum of a sword, flashing and moving, the long sword in his hand collided with Elder Lingxu's pen, ink, paper and inkstone continuously, blocking all the attacks of Elder Lingxu for a while!

"Good boy, his sword moves are so proficient."

Elder Lingxu was shocked, more because of the sword moves Zhou Cheng used.

As the elder of the Wendao Hall of Chunyang Palace, he naturally recognized at a glance that the sword move was the sword move of the [Chunyang One Qi Dao] of the founding sect of Chunyang Palace, and it was also the most basic first-level move.

"To be able to achieve this level with just one move of the Sword Breaking Style, this kid's talent is not bad, but it's a pity that the youthful spirit is still not that mature after all."

Thinking of this, Elder Lingxu's complexion sank slightly, and the real energy of the inner palace accelerated slightly, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone hanging in mid-air suddenly rose in momentum!
Zhou Cheng only felt the strength on the sword's edge sink, even if he took the [Juli Pill], he couldn't hold the strength for a while!
"What a tyrannical aura! If this magic weapon that Lingxu carries with him, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it at all!"

Although he had expected it in his heart, he was still shocked by the overwhelming strength displayed by Lingxu at this moment.

If this goes on like this, maybe before he finds Daji, his cards will be exhausted!

Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng changed his mind, and simply used the remaining magic tools and elixir, and directly cast [Fox Shadow Step] and fled towards the outside of the hall.

"Where to go!"

Seeing that he wanted to escape now, Elder Lingxu was willing to let him go, so he chased after him without saying a word.

Hearing the sound of "bang", Zhou Cheng raised his hand and swung Zhu Xian's great sword to cut off the gate of Wendao Hall, and then the figure rushed out in a flash.

Elder Lingxu followed closely behind, without giving way at all, between pinching his fingers, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone hanging in the air turned into streams of light and cut towards Zhou Cheng!

Zhou Cheng fought and retreated, the great sword of Zhu Xian in his hand seemed to have lost its tricks, and slashed indiscriminately towards the surroundings.

In an instant, it was heard that the earth and rocks outside the hall were cracked, and the square in front of the hall exploded due to the flurry of sword energy.

Seeing this, Lingxu sneered, "It's only now that I'm in a mess, do you know you regret it? It's too late!"

Before he could make a move, the movement outside Wendao Hall attracted the mountain patrolling disciples outside the mountain gate.

Chunyang Palace has closed the mountain gate for hundreds of years, and there has been no wind or rain all the time, and no one has ever dared to break into the mountain gate.

But today, not only someone broke into the Chunyang Palace, but the commotion was so loud that almost all the disciples of the elders who had not closed the death pass, except the disciples who patrolled the mountain, also heard the news.

Of course, there is also the Singapore dollar.

A group of people came with swords, and from a distance, they saw two people who were fighting outside Wen Dao Hall.

An accompanying disciple sized him up for a moment, then frowned.

"It's Elder Lingxu from Wendao Palace, and the other person doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Chunyang Palace."

Another disciple responded, "That's right, it seems that Elder Lingxu has already gained the upper hand, that person was in a panic and couldn't make a move, so he probably won't last long."

The gossip of the disciples fell into Kuang Xinyuan's ears, his face remained indifferent, but when his eyes fell on the two people who were fighting in the square in front of the hall, he still inevitably frowned secretly.

"Zhou Cheng? I didn't expect this person to actually dare to catch up with me in Chunyang Palace."

The matter of stealing Daji has many twists and turns, but in fact, Xinyuan never thought that he would steal the ancient fox demon so smoothly.

What Kuang Xinyuan didn't expect was that Zhou Cheng dared to break into the mountain gate of Chunyang Palace.

One must know that Chunyang Palace can be regarded as a ten thousand-level sect at any rate, there are a lot of talents in the sect, and all the elders in charge are also the leaders of one party. It is ridiculous that he alone dares to come to Chunyang Palace to make trouble.

Thinking of this, Kuang Xinyuan waved indifferently, motioning for the accompanying disciples to land with his sword.

(End of this chapter)