Peerless Taoist

C750 A Battle Between Great Geniuses



C750 A Battle Between Great Geniuses

In the field, Lord Yin Luo and Lu Wuya finally fought together.    

    

They were all experts of the same generation and also knew the strength of the other party. Hence, they did not hold back when they attacked.    

    

The moment Young Lord Yin Luo attacked, a thick black fog enveloped his entire body.    

    

He stretched out a finger and lightly pointed at the place where Lu Wuya was.    

    

Black fog appeared on his fingertip. With a puff, it broke Lu Wuya's defense.    

    

"Is that all you have?" Young Lord Yin Luo mocked repeatedly.    

    

The moment he attacked, he used the Yinluo Sect's killer move.    

    

This finger did not injure the human body, but stabbed straight at the opponent's soul.    

    

If the soul was slightly weaker, the soul would be directly pierced through.    

    

On the surface, it might seem to be intact, but it was motionless, like a puppet that had lost its soul.    

    

Lu Wuya coldly snorted, visualizing the Demonic God of Happiness in his sea of consciousness. A huge shadow stood in the sky.    

    

The moment Young Master Yin Luo's finger touched the phantom of the Demonic God, he immediately encountered an obstruction and was unable to enter at all.    

    

Then, Lu Wuya waved his sleeve and a powerful force instantly pushed the two of them away.    

    

Bang!    

    

The two of them simultaneously slid backwards a few steps. The first exchange of blows was actually a match of chess.    

    

"Again!" Young Master Yin Luo laughed sinisterly. He also summoned a huge skeleton statue that was several zhang tall and instantly clashed with Lu Wuya.    

    

The battle between the two young experts actually caused the entire stone platform to shake violently.    

    

An intense storm swept up in the surroundings. Some people who were unable to dodge in time were directly affected by the storm. They did not even have the chance to scream before they instantly turned into a mist of blood.    

    

The two of them were engaged in a chaotic battle, but their subordinates were not idle either.    

    

The attacks of the followers of the Yinluo Sect were even more vicious. If they encountered someone who resisted, not only would their bodies be destroyed, their soul would also be stripped out.    

    

These Yinluo Sects cultivators held long lamps in their hands. Once a soul was pulled out, they would immediately recite an incantation.    

    

Instantly, countless scattered souls were sucked into the long lamp.    

    

The souls of the dead cultivators were taken away by the Yinluo Sect. They didn't even have the qualifications to jump into the five elements and reincarnate.    

    

Some of the people who were still watching felt their blood run cold.    

    

"I surrender!"    

    

"Send me out, I give up!"    

    

For a moment, many people on the scene gave up on competing for the Heavenly Connection Tournament spots and fled.    

    

The moment the people from the Yinluo Sect made a move, Wu Xunyan and Song Han felt a wave of fear.    

    

They originally planned on hugging Yan Jin's thigh, but who knew that Yan Jin himself had the Heaven Realm Receiving Decree and did not care about them anymore.    

    

Song Han gritted his teeth and brought a group of disciples, running behind the female disciples of White Crane Mountain with his tail between his legs.    

    

As for Wu Xunyan, it was the most awkward.    

    

She had been chased out of White Crane Mountain to begin with, but now she was looking for White Crane Mountain as protection. This was truly the greatest irony.    

    

"As long as I can survive the Heavenly Connection Meet, I have nothing to do with White Crane Mountain. At that time, the sky will be high and the birds will fly. Senior Brother Yan Jin and I will have a good relationship. When the time comes, don't cry and beg me! " Wu Xunyan's heart was filled with resentment.    

    

Those Yinluo Sect cultivators didn't care if you were Lingxiao Sect or not.    

    

Seeing that there was still a group of people who had yet to leave, the black-robed Yinluo Sect Cultivators immediately charged toward them.    

    

"Screw off!"    

    

Bai Suqing waved the horsetail whisk in her hand and a white colored magical force flew out, sending a few black robed cultivators in front of her flying away.    

    


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