C527 They Used Their Spiritual Souls to Beat Them up
C527 They Used Their Spiritual Souls to Beat Them up
However, no one paid attention to him. Lih Heequan and the others' eyes were all on Chen Yu.
Mo Rann looked around and saw Chen Yu's Mighty Glass Lamp s and Lih Heequan's group confronting each other. His expression suddenly changed.
Lih Heequan said coldly: "Ruling Spirit Sect, Chen Yu, what do you have to say for yourself now?"
"It wasn't me who said it, it was senior brother Mo Rann who said it!" Chen Yu smiled and said, "Senior apprentice brother Mo, tell me about your experiences to senior apprentice brother Li and the others. En, tell me about the experiences I've shared with you!"
"Senior Disciple Li?" Mo Rann was slightly shocked. "Lih Heequan?"
"It's me!" Lih Heequan said coldly.
Mo Rann was shocked when she heard that. She then turned her head to look at Chen Yu. Seeing the latter's calm expression, he could not help but smile bitterly and said, "I've heard a lot about Senior Disciple Li!"
Lih Heequan did not respond.
"It's like this. This time, I originally entered the ancient battlefield with Senior Sister Zuo Yan'er and was lost in the Yin Demon Swamp. At that time, we met a Yin Demon that was at least in the Duke Level."
Mo Rann had roughly guessed Chen Yu's plan, so she didn't hide anything and told him about him encountering a powerful Yin Demon together with Zuo Yan'er.
Zuo Yan'er was extremely famous in the ancient battlefield, so she definitely wouldn't lose to Lih Heequan by much. In fact, Lih Heequan and Zuo Yan'er had fought before, so their strength was not inferior to Mo Rann's. After listening to Mo Rann's story, they immediately gained a deeper understanding of the dangers of the ancient battlefield.
After asking a few questions about the details and confirming that Mo Rann's words were not false, Lih Heequan's expression became extremely serious.
"When Junior Brother Chen Yu entered the Yin Demon Swamp, he also encountered great danger." Mo Rann saw the expressions of Lih Heequan, Zhang Weiloong and the others change continuously and felt inexplicably happy.
Lih Heequan's expression became more and more serious. When he heard that Chen Yu had repelled Wang Jianfaang, the way he looked at Chen Yu became different.
Following Mo Rann's explanation, the cries of the Yin Demon lessened, and the Yin Demon began to fly towards the distant mountain range in the darkness.
"I have fought with Wang Jianfaang before. He is very strong, not much weaker than Pei Aolai!" Lih Heequan muttered to himself for a while and said: "He could be considered to be one of the top disciples of your Ruling Spirit Sect. I never thought that he would actually betray your Ruling Spirit Sect!"
"Who knew that no one in your Qiushu Sect betrayed you?" Chen Yu said lightly: "It's just that you guys did not meet!"
"If anyone dares to betray the sect, kill them all!" Zhang Weiloong snorted and said, "Surnamed Chen, are you sure you're not making up a story?"
Chen Yu shrugged and was too lazy to respond.
Mo Rann scolded angrily, "What do you mean? We made up such a story to scare you? You're a three-year-old? Is it true or false? "
"A waste of Langya Sword Sect, is he looking for a beating too?" Zhang Weiloong and Mo Rann cursed at each other, "If it wasn't for those surnamed Chen protecting you, I would have killed you with a single slash!"
"Come on, who's afraid of who? "Your grandfather! I wanted to chop you apart!"
"Enough!" Lih Heequan reprimanded and said to Chen Yu, "Chen Yu, tell me what you think!"
"It's very simple!" Chen Yu nodded. He was satisfied with Lih Heequan's reaction and said: "Either withdraw from the ancient battlefield, or join hands. Three Sects disciples will join hands. Otherwise, they would only be able to be defeated one by one by the masterminds, and all the Three Sects disciples would be killed off! "
"Heh, so light!" Zhang Weiloong laughed coldly: "Disciples of the Three Sects have been fighting for over a thousand years, so it's unknown how many of them have died at their hands. If you want to join hands, is that possible?"
"Brother Zhang Weiloong, you are too weak. You don't have the right to speak here!" Chen Yu said indifferently.
"You!" Zhang Weiloong was not lightly angered, and said: "Those with the surname Chen, if you have the ability, put down the Mighty Glass Lamp, we've done this before!"
Chen Yu shrugged.
"Junior Brother Chen, wait a moment!" Lih Heequan was not afraid of Chen Yu escaping. He turned around and gathered with the others, and started to discuss in a low voice.
Mo Rann walked to the side of Chen Yu and sat down, saying, "Junior Brother Chen, you really make me submit!"
Chen Yu said with a smile, "Brother Mo has suffered a lot!"
Mo Rann forced a smile and said, "I was not lightly beaten by Qin Zhong. If I wasn't in such a bad state, I wouldn't have been bullied to this extent by these Qiu Martial Arts Sect bastards!"
Chen Yu shook his head. He couldn't bear to insult Mo Rann.
In fact, Lih Heequan's group was extremely powerful. Including Lih Heequan, they had a total of three Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage s, while the remaining two were at the eighth level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage. Even the loathsome and hateful Zhang Weiloong was not weaker than Mo Rann.
Even though Chen Yu's saber strike forced Zhang Weiloong to retreat, in reality, Zhang Weiloong didn't use his full strength when defending against Chen Yu's saber strike. At least, he didn't use the strength of his battle spirit.
A 'battle spirit' was actually a Spiritual Soul. However, its shape was different from an ordinary Spiritual Soul, it was extremely powerful and easy to lose. It was extremely special, and the disciples of the Qiushu Sect normally wouldn't easily borrow the battle spirit energy.
"Junior Brother Chen, are we really going to join hands with them?" Mo Rann asked again.
Chen Yu nodded and said, "Of course, with the current situation in the ancient battlefield, if we don't join hands, there's only death waiting for us!"
"Do you think they'd agree?"
"It should be possible!" Chen Yu said.
People like Lih Heequan would never give up without achieving their goals. This was also the common trait of many martial artists who had extraordinary achievements.
"Chen Yu!" While Chen Yu and Zhang Ming were talking, Lih Heequan had finally finished his discussion. Lih Heequan looked at Chen Yu and said: "You should return the Mighty Glass Lamp first, and then Junior Zhang will spar with you. If you win, then you have the qualifications to form an alliance with me!"
"Alright!" Chen Yu was not surprised by this. He smiled and threw the lamp in his hand to Lih Heequan.
Mo Rann had a look of regret on her face. The effect of this lamp on the ancient battlefield was too great, making one's eyes red with envy.
Lih Heequan's eyes flashed with surprise and surprise, he took the Mighty Glass Lamp and said: "Ruling Spirit Sect Chen Yu, I really want to be friends with you. Unfortunately, you and I are destined to be enemies, and the moment we leave the ancient battlefield, it would be the time for me to kill you!"
"I don't want to be friends with you!" Chen Yu laughed, "Who can say what will happen in the future? Maybe I will kill you?"
Lih Heequan was not angry. Instead, he nodded seriously and said, "You're right. No one can say what will happen in the future. I really look forward to it. Junior Zhang, don't ruin our Dao Sect's reputation again!"
Zhang Weiloong took a step forward, unsheathed his long blade and said: "Ruling Spirit Sect Chen Yu, this time you will lose, you will definitely not have any luck, I will beat you to tears!"
Chen Yu took out his Wind Stabilization Blade and said: "Brother Zhang Weiloong, aside from having a cheap mouth, you really have no strong points. How can someone who can't even withstand a single slash from me have the face to boast like this?"
Mo Rann, who didn't like Zhang Weiloong a long time ago, laughed, stimulating Zhang Weiloong's mood.
Seeing Chen Yu mention that slash again, Zhang Weiloong couldn't hold back anymore, he took a step forward and slashed out.
Chen Yu activated his Wind Transformation Movement and retreated.
Zhang Weiloong walked away with his knife, his sword intent unstoppable as he threw himself at Chen Yu.
Looking at this scene, Lih Heequan shook his head, obviously not satisfied with Zhang Weiloong's performance.
Seeing Zhang Weiloong rush at him, Chen Yu smiled. With a slight tremble of his body, Spiritual Lights flew out from his body and turned into phantoms as they pounced at Zhang Weiloong.
These phantoms were: black Broken Sword, Spirit Connecting Vine, golden centipede, Flamingo, ice fish.
The five Spiritual Soul s came out at the same time, and each of them contained a powerful spirit attribute.
Ever since the Star Soul absorbed the Yin Lightning, the Star Soul was now able to easily suppress the Spirit Vortex in Chen Yu's dantian.
Zhang Weiloong's face immediately became ugly. He wanted to slash, but when the five Spiritual Soul attacked together, he could only use his blade intent to attack one of them.
How was this a kung fu competition? It was clearly a group fight.
Without waiting for Zhang Weiloong to think clearly about the countermeasures, five Spiritual Soul had already arrived. The golden centipede attacked his face, the Flamingo flew to his head, the ice fish circled behind him, and the black Broken Sword pierced through his ribs.
Zhang Weiloong gritted his teeth and slashed forward. The blade intent extended and cut apart the golden centipede and Flamingo.
At the same time, the spiritual light in Zhang Weiloong's body surged. A mass of light and shadow started to float on the surface of his body.
The light ray was extremely bright and it contained a holy aura. It was like a layer of armor covering every part of Zhang Weiloong's body.
The Spirit Connecting Vine wrapped itself around Zhang Weiloong's legs, their form was solid and had the power of pulling, but it could not shake Zhang Weiloong.
The ice fish pounced on Zhang Weiloong's back. Surprisingly, the icy aura was blocked and Zhang Weiloong remained as unmoving as a mountain.
Only the black Broken Sword pierced Zhang Weiloong's ribs, causing the armor of light and shadow to dim, forming a stalemate.
"Battle spirit?" Chen Yu was amazed as he watched this scene.
Although the battle spirits of the Qiushan Martial School were inferior to the variety and myriad of Ruling Spirit Sect Spiritual Soul, they had their own unique features. Otherwise, Three Sects would not be able to be discussed together!
And Zhang Weiloong's battle spirit seemed to be more like a defensive one!
The next moment, Chen Yu leaped up and rushed towards Zhang Weiloong like the wind. His blade was like a thunderbolt that descended from the sky as it slashed down towards Zhang Weiloong.
Zhang Weiloong gritted his teeth, raised his sword to block and the sword intent materialized.
Ding! After the two sabers collided, the two sabers intent mutually annihilated each other. Wu Tie followed the sabre and turned around to Zhang Weiloong's side with the second sabre attack.
Zhang Weiloong had no choice but to turn around and attack again.
With Zhang Weiloong's movement, the light armor that covered his body combined with his body to form a small gap. The black Broken Sword immediately pierced through the armor-like battle spirit. Zhang Weiloong's expression changed greatly.
"We've lost!" Without waiting for Chen Yu to make his third cut, a cold voice sounded and it was Lih Heequan who spoke.
"Thanks!" Laughing loudly, Chen Yu retracted his blade and retreated. The black Broken Sword flew out of Zhang Weiloong's embrace and returned to its original form one by one.
Zhang Weiloong was not injured. Although the black Broken Sword had pierced through his battle spirit defense, it did not actually pierce into his body.
However, Zhang Weiloong's face was ashen, and his body was trembling.
He did not use his full strength at all, and was unable to fight back after being surrounded by Chen Yu's five Spiritual Soul. This kind of feeling was too depressing, and made him want to die!