coobybook Chapter 262 Who are you?
Chapter 262 Who are you?
"Then ask those...who died at your hands! I...am merely a dead man, now returning with their vengeance...to avenge you!"
Xuan Kun's soul consciousness in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was integrated into the words. The cold words were like swords, piercing into Fen Yu's mind word by word, and a powerful soul shock came towards her.
However, the pink desire with only the consciousness of the early Nascent Soul was suddenly oppressed to the point of being unable to breathe. He could only resist hard and was shocked in his heart.
"The consciousness of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!"
"roar~"
The giant spirit dragon condensed in the formation beside her screamed twice, and spiritual power comparable to that of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul swept out, dissolving the pressure of her spiritual consciousness, which immediately made her feel a lot better. If she had this spiritual pressure, she would need to distract herself to resist it, and her combat power would be forced to reduce a lot.
After hearing what Xuan Kun said before, she looked at Xuan Kun with a look of confusion and understanding in her eyes, but she was unwilling to believe it in her heart. The pink little girl spoke in human language.
"Someone who died in my hands? Someone who has died? How can a dead person be resurrected? Who... are you?!"
What answered her was a raging red flame, and a huge flaming lion was already rushing towards her.
Seeing this, Fan Yu raised his hands and formed a seal, and the giant spirit dragon flew out directly, wanting to kill the red flame army. However, a dark blue figure quietly appeared in front of it, and hit the giant spirit dragon first, directly knocking it out of the battlefield. The two creatures comparable to the middle stage Nascent Soul cultivators opened up a new battlefield and started a confrontation.
"hiss~"
Upon seeing this, the Flying Three-Eyed Python hissed twice and spewed out a mouthful of purple flame. It then flew forward, collided with the red flame army, and blocked the red flame furnace.
"Form a formation! Help me kill the enemy!"
The pink-desired Nascent Soul figure shouted loudly, and the dozen or so Jindan cultivators behind him, led by a late Jindan cultivator, formed a formation on the spot, wanting to help their Nascent Soul ancestor.
Seeing this, Xuan Kun couldn't help but sneer and shouted.
"Hmph, you little dan, you still want to form a formation in front of me, go to hell."
As he spoke, the Five Elements Flying Sword, his life-saving magic weapon, had transformed into dozens of swords, breaking through the air and killing towards a dozen Jindan cultivators.
Seeing this, Fan Yu couldn't help but sneer twice and laughed.
"Haha! Do you think I'm air? Your opponent is me."
As he spoke, the magical treasure in front of him played the flute, and the sound of the flute filled the air. Along with the sound, ripples of spiritual power flew out from it, intercepting the flying sword heading towards Xuan Kun.
"Boom boom boom~"
More than a dozen spiritual explosions were heard, and the flying swords turned into spiritual power and disappeared in the air, but there were still a few flying swords that avoided Xiao Sheng's interception and directly pierced into the formation of the Jindan cultivators.
Suddenly, several screams were heard.
"Ah! Ah~"
"Ancestor, save me!"
In an instant, several Jindan cultivators of the Hehuan Sect died on the spot, annihilated in mid-air by the spiritual power of their Nascent Soul, leaving no trace of their bodies. Even the storage bags and protective magic weapons they carried with them turned into nothingness.
The flying sword that had just killed several people was about to kill the enemy again, but several pink spiritual lights came from behind and intercepted it. Both sides exploded and then disappeared.
The surviving Jindan cultivators of the Hehuan Sect suddenly showed expressions of horror, with a feeling of surviving a disaster in their hearts. They stared at the direction of Xuan Kun, and then looked at their own ancestor.
The Qi-refining and foundation-building cultivators of the Hehuan Sect below were all extremely shocked when they saw this scene. The usually high-handed elders of the sect who were at the Jindan stage were no more than ants in front of the powerful Yuanying cultivators.
In a corner, several people whose cultivation level was only at the foundation-building stage had ugly expressions on their faces. Several women among them were crying and murmuring.
"Master~Master~"
Among the Jindan cultivators who had just died, there was their Jindan master. With the death of their Jindan master, they lost their support in the sect. One can imagine how difficult life in the sect would be in the future.
On the top of a mountain, Ruan Keying, wearing a pink dress, stood there, and beside her was Qing Fengyu, who had returned with her.
The two of them had developed a deep friendship since they fled all the way back from the Hehuan branch sect. Now, it has been a month since they returned and they have become Taoist companions. At this moment, they are watching the battlefield in the sky together.
Ruan Keying stared at the black-clothed man in the air with her beautiful eyes, and deep fear rose in her heart again.
He raised his hand and pointed at the black-robed man in the air in the distance, muttering to himself in fear.
"He...it's him! The one who killed my master...and destroyed our branch sect, he...is chasing us!"
Qing Fengyu raised his hand and hugged the trembling Ruan Keying, and couldn't help but say words of comfort.
"Don't be afraid, Keying. We are now in the sect, and there are no more branches. The Yuanying Patriarch is here to guard this place. This person will definitely die here."
He also had endless fear in his heart, but in front of his Taoist partner, as a man, he could only be strong. Looking at the pink figure shining in the air, Qing Fengyu couldn't help but pray in his heart.
"Ancestor, you must kill him and bury his bones here."
……
On the battlefield, Fan Yu felt the gazes of a group of Jindan cultivators, and the Yuanying figure spoke to comfort him.
"Don't be afraid, he's alone. If he dares to break into our Hehuan Sect, he will die. Set up a formation to kill him."
As he spoke, Fen Yu rushed towards Xuan Kun with the magic weapon Purple Cloud Whip in his hand, and several purple spirit whips had already been whipped towards Xuan Kun.
Xuan Kun couldn't help but smile when he saw this and shouted.
"Oh, I'd like to see if you have the ability to do that with just words."
The Five Elements Flying Sword flashed with five-colored spiritual light, and the sword energy and sword light also slashed out, directly dissolving the purple spiritual whips, and fought with Fan Yu with the sword.
Both of them were at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and both were extremely fast. After a while, they had fought for hundreds of rounds in the sword light and whip shadows. With Xuan Kun's powerful sword, the two were separated.
Xuan Kun looked at the person with the baby standing opposite him and couldn't help but think.
"Fen Yu, whose Nascent Soul has left his body, has more than doubled his strength. He can be said to be fully unleashed. He is truly powerful."
On the other side, Fan Yu, who had separated from Xuan Kun, also cried out secretly.
"This person is so powerful that I, who has reached the Nascent Soul stage, have not been able to gain any advantage from him. If he had reached the Nascent Soul stage and unleashed his full strength, how terrifying would he be?"
Just then, a roar was heard.
"Hi~"
A giant black and purple python flew out backwards, its body stained with red flames, and it was obviously seriously injured. It was Fanyu's seventh-level peak spirit beast, the Flying Three-Eyed Python. It had completely lost the purple-gold scales it had when it first appeared, and its aura was no longer strong, and had become sluggish.
A giant tripod, now burning with red flames, was as powerful as ever, and was about to bombard the Flying Three-Eyed Python again.
Seeing this, Fanyu raised the magic red bamboo umbrella on his head and flew quickly towards the Flying Three-Eyed Python, trying to block the attack for it.
He shouted, "Xiao Jing, come back!"