ATPnovel Chapter 97: Testing Combat Strength
Chapter 97: Testing Combat Strength
After doing all this, Yang Jiuli reached out and touched the little snake that was looking at him with a silly grin, as if it were asking for credit.
Just then, Yang Jiuli's eyes flickered, as if he sensed something.
The Jade Python's gaze also shifted, looking back in the direction it had come from.
Instantly, Yang Jiuli's mind stirred, and a 'Blazing Flame Talisman' flew out from between his eyebrows.
As the talisman swept through the void, raging flames burst forth, like a fire dragon sweeping across, instantly incinerating Zheng Jin and Xu Can into ashes.
After doing all this, Yang Jiuli used the "Earth Escape Technique" and disappeared underground with the Xuan Yu Python.
call out!
Three breaths later, a red jade flying boat, about 36 feet long, appeared high in the sky above this mountain range.
Standing atop the flying boat were Zheng Cha, a man with a scar, and Xu Jiang, a long-haired cultivator.
And another man in hemp clothing, Zheng Shu.
"Is he gone?" Xu Jiang looked around, his brows furrowed.
They saw Yang Jiuli flying to this place from afar.
I even heard sounds of fighting just now.
It was obvious that his elder brother had already made a move.
But when they looked around, there was no one in sight, which was truly strange.
While everyone was watching, Zheng Cha used his divine sense to sense his surroundings and left.
Zheng Shu then manipulated the white spirit sable in his palm, allowing the latter to sense the 'Moonlight Fragrance'.
"That is..." Just then, Zheng Cha's pupils suddenly contracted as he saw two human heads rolling down in the valley below.
One of them was his younger brother, Zheng Jin.
"Big brother..." Xu Jiang also saw his older brother, Xu Can.
Immediately, Zheng Cha put away the flying boat.
The three of them moved swiftly and flew down into the valley.
"Second brother..." Zheng Cha lowered his head and looked at his second brother, who was lying on the ground with his eyes still open, feeling heartbroken.
"Big brother..." Xu Jiang was also filled with grief and indignation.
"You bastard, you killed my second brother! I'll grind you to dust!" Zheng Cha roared.
The sound shook the heavens and echoed endlessly through the mountains.
"Brother...this person doesn't seem as simple as he appears!" Zheng Shu said, his face full of apprehension, just about to speak.
"It's not that simple?" Zheng Cha's grief and indignation gradually subsided, and he began to ponder.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A sudden chill swept through the valley floor, freezing the vegetation.
Zheng Cha and the others felt a chill in their feet, and ice crystals began to form on their heels.
The veins under their feet began to freeze, and they gradually lost sensation.
"This is..." Upon seeing this, Zheng Cha was horrified and quickly channeled his magic power to his feet to dissolve the icy power.
Beside him, the white sable in Zheng Shu's palm immediately spat out a white fireball, which fell toward the ground.
The falling flames caused the ground temperature to rise slightly, but only to suppress the cold air somewhat.
A chill rose from beneath their feet, causing the flames to gradually die out.
Fire can overcome cold.
However, if the flame level is too low, it will be extinguished by the cold air, or even frozen.
"What terrifying cold air!" Zheng Shu exclaimed in horror.
However, at that moment, a figure suddenly leaped out from the ground behind Zheng Cha.
This light and shadow is Yang Jiuli.
He held a gleaming sword in his palm, and as he wielded the sword, a chilling aura bursted forth from its blade.
The seventh move of the Snowdrift Sword Technique, "Sword Flowers Fall Like Rain," was executed by Yang Jiuli.
In that instant, the temperature in the mountains suddenly dropped.
Zheng Cha shuddered and immediately turned around to look.
He saw a young man standing in mid-air, his long sword dancing, and the tip of the sword instantly condensed into tiny ice swords with a chilling aura. These ice swords were like frost flowers or a rain of swords, pouring down continuously with an extremely powerful momentum.
"'Blood Burning Technique'..." Upon seeing this, Zheng Cha was horrified and immediately used the secret technique, 'Blood Burning Technique'. His blood energy burned and his magic power surged. The ice under his feet was instantly dissolved. In addition, his body flashed and retreated backward.
They avoided the rain of swords.
However, the other two were not so lucky.
Before Xu Jiang and Zheng Shu could even react, the rain of swords had already fallen.
They had no choice but to activate the talismans to create a protective shield around themselves.
Clang!
However, the rain of swords fell with unparalleled ferocity, piercing through Xu Jiang and his companion's protective shield in the blink of an eye.
Then, a rain of swords fell from the sky, annihilating them.
Two cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Refining were thus killed.
The little white ferret, however, darted about, constantly dodging the rain of swords.
Suddenly, however, they were enveloped by a cold light and pulled underground.
However, they were ambushed by the Xuan Yu Python hidden underground.
At this moment, Zheng Cha flew back sixty meters, narrowly avoiding the rain of swords, and stood in mid-air.
He first glanced at his two brothers who had been annihilated by the rain of swords.
Seeing that both of them were dead, he couldn't help but gasp.
If he hadn't been decisive enough to use a secret technique to break free from the icy restraints, he would have been seriously injured.
He looked at Yang Jiuli in front of him with disbelief.
"You're a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator?" Zheng Cha asked with a solemn expression.
The power of Yang Jiuli's sword strike was so great that even a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator would have to be wary.
He was even filled with fear.
Even a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining wouldn't be able to cultivate swordsmanship to this level at such a young age.
Unless they are cultivators from a sect.
You should know that an ordinary cultivator who can reach the ninth level of Qi Refining by the age of thirty-five is already considered a genius!
It is absolutely impossible to have honed one's swordsmanship to such a terrifying level within such a short period of time.
To master a sword technique or a first-grade high-level spell, it takes more than ten years of hard work.
With such distraction, how could an ordinary cultivator possibly reach the ninth level of Qi Refining?
Therefore, Zheng Cha was filled with fear and assumed that Yang Jiuli was a prodigy of the sect.
"What, scared?!" Yang Jiuli stepped through the air, each step creating an ice lotus.
Grandmasters are still unable to walk in mid-air.
However, one can use martial arts to condense an ice lotus to temporarily contain oneself.
As for cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining, they can indeed use magic to briefly float in the air, but this is not sustainable.
Seeing Yang Jiuli approaching with graceful, lotus-like steps, Zheng Cha panicked. However, he moved his hand, and a spiked club appeared in his palm. He said with a cold gaze, "Although you are exceptionally strong, I, Zheng, am not someone to be trifled with. If you continue to press me, don't blame me for fighting you to the death!" As he spoke, a surge of magical power flowed into the spiked club from his body.
At this moment, Zheng Cha unleashed the "Blood Burning Technique," causing his blood and qi to surge and his mana to expand. His aura had reached the perfect state of the tenth level of Qi Refining, and his mana was second only to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
However, this secret technique does not last long. Once the effect wears off, his cultivation level will plummet, and he will be powerless to fight again.
Therefore, Zheng Cha was not afraid of Yang Jiuli.
However, he didn't want to really fight to the death, because if his combat strength was greatly reduced and he was discovered by a passing cultivator, he would be finished!
As for the so-called hatred of killing one's brother, it is obviously insignificant compared to one's own life!
"Heh, a fight to the death?" Yang Jiuli approached step by step, laughing, "Do you think I don't know your brother put 'Moonlight Incense' on me?"
"You knew about this all along?" Upon hearing this, Zheng Cha was shocked, and then asked, "Then why didn't you get rid of it?"
"If I were to dispel this 'Moonlight Fragrance,' how could I have lured you all here and captured you all in one fell swoop?" Yang Jiuli said.
In fact, Yang Jiuli had already sensed something when Zheng Shu bumped into him at Chenjia Danpu.
Originally, Yang Jiuli wanted to drive it away.
But then he thought again, now that he had perfected the first level of the Heavenly Fiend Body Refining Technique, he needed someone to practice on.
Let's test our combat strength.
So he decided to play along and pretended to be completely unaware.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Cha felt a chill run down his spine. "So, you intend to wipe us all out in one fell swoop!"
"How ridiculous! We thought you were just a naive lamb!" he thought bitterly.
After years of hunting eagles, he finally got his eyes pecked by one.
Yang Jiuli walked towards Zheng Cha, his expression calm, yet his robes were not billowing in the wind.
A surge of sword intent quietly gathered around him.
Clearly, he had begun to immerse himself in the profound mysteries of swordsmanship, preparing to unleash his full power and test the results of his training.
"Hmph, even if you are exceptionally talented and a disciple of a sect, I, Zheng, have been running rampant in the Dazeshan market for many years. It won't be so easy for you to kill me. Since you don't know what's good for you, today I'll show you what I, Zheng Cha, am capable of!" Zheng Cha also sensed something was wrong.
He snorted coldly.
While talking, Zheng Cha secretly affixed a first-grade high-strength talisman to his body.
There is also a 'Swift Wind Talisman'.
Instantly, Zheng Cha's bones crackled and popped, his blood surged, and his body grew three feet taller.
The spiked club in his hand was intertwined with blood energy, which actually condensed into a blood energy phantom, causing the spiked club to expand by about ten feet. With a movement of his feet, his body flew towards Yang Jiuli like a cannonball, and the spiked club in his hand smashed down with the force of ten thousand pounds.
boom!
The blow sent a blast through the air.
The powerful energy roared, raging like a blade of steel.
However, Yang Jiuli vanished from his spot in a flash.
The next instant, he appeared high in the sky.
"Sword Thirteen Style: Splitting Light and Shadow Sword!" In the next instant, Yang Jiuli's body swayed in the air and transformed into three sword shadows.
Three Yang Jiuli attacked Zheng Cha from different directions, swords drawn.
"This..." Upon seeing this, Zheng Cha felt a chill run down his spine and quickly looked up, holding his spiked club to meet the attack.
boom!
The spiked club struck a sword shadow with a loud bang.
He was knocked backward by the impact.
But the other two sword shadows did not disappear and continued to thrust.
"Is this really true?" Upon seeing this, Zheng Cha was shocked.
His robes shone brightly, forming a protective shield that blocked the sword shadow.
And it transformed into several golden blades, attacking the sword shadow.
Unfortunately, the sword shadow was too fast, seemingly able to predict Zheng Cha's attack and avoid those golden blades.
boom!
Three sword shadows struck the light barrier one after another, producing a loud bang.
Each sword shadow was followed by a retreat after a single strike.
It was obvious that Yang Jiuli was too fast.
He thrust out three swords in succession.
Because the sword strike was so fast, it was withdrawn immediately after the thrust.
After the three sword strikes, his body had already appeared high in the sky.
Below, Zheng Cha was already in awe, as cracks appeared in the light shield that his robe had conjured.
If the opponent were to stab him a few more times, he would certainly be unable to defend himself.
"This swordsman is truly terrifying!" Zheng Cha thought to himself. "I can't afford to fight him for long!"
He felt a chill run down his spine, and a talisman appeared on the palm of his left hand, its patterns intertwined.
In addition, he flashed into the air and once again swung his spiked club at Yang Jiuli.
Yang Jiuli brandished his long sword.
Sword Thirteen Styles: The tenth style, "Autumn Water Flowing Around the Finger," is unleashed.
A chilling sword aura, like a ripple on water, coiled around the leaping wolf-tooth club and Zheng Cha.
Unexpectedly, just as the chilling water ripples came, Zheng Cha, who had leaped into the air, paused and turned to flee to the right.