Chapter 201: The Second Battle, Redhead vs. Zhu Mei

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β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”Ascetic fellow, this battle is over, in the next battle, you don't know who you want to send to appear?" Zhong Yuan still had that calm, warm and warm smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

Seeing Zhong Yuan's appearance, he couldn't help but feel that the anger that had been accumulated for a long time by the ascetic head suddenly burst out, and his anger moved, and he snorted lightly, and said, "Sect Master Zhong, it's not like this. Since the first game is designated by our faction, this one, it should be your turn!"

Naturally, there was nothing wrong with what the ascetic Toutuo said, but with his current mood, many of the people present secretly shook their heads, thinking that he had lost his grandeur and looked a little small-bellied. Even the Divine Camel Yixiu and Han Fairy, who have always been friendly with the Emei faction and don't know when they have reconciled as before, also have such thoughts.

All this was naturally seen by Zhong Yuan, but he secretly said in his heart, "Dapai, you can't take advantage of it at any time, sometimes, you have to take the loss as nature!"

Zhong Yuan's mind turned, but his answer was unusually crisp, "That's right, since that's the case, I, Hongmuling, will send someone to play this second game first."

Senior brother red-haired, this first formation will be handed over to you!"

The red-haired ancestor didn't say much, nodded slightly, and with a leap, he arrived at the central place of the competition. "Which Taoist friend did Emei send to come up and give advice?"

"Brother Ascetic, how about leaving it to me for a while?" At this time, Zhu Mei took the initiative to ask for help with a casual smile on her face.

The ascetic head Tuo knew very well that Zhu Mei was pretending, and the anger in his heart at this time was only greater than himself. After all, the Qingcheng Sect Master, who was originally ironclad, is now a chicken and an egg. He had previously spent a lot of effort to sweep away all the other cultivators of all the veins who practiced in Qingcheng Mountain, such as Si Taixu, a Maguan Daoist, but now, he only ended up making wedding clothes for others. Moreover, even thanks are estimated to be hard to hear.

The strength of the dwarf Zhu Mei is very clear, he is already a half-step immortal, and he is a red-haired ancestor. Even if the red-haired ancestor cultivated the Great Asura Immortal Body, he would be dwarfed by it. At that moment, the ascetic head nodded and said, "Senior Brother Zhu made a move, how can I not be at ease?"

With that, he waved his hand. Seeing this, Zhu Mei was not polite, it was also a step, and she arrived at the central battlefield and faced the red-haired ancestor head-on.

"Red-haired Daoist, offended!" Dwarf Zhu Mei took the lead in slapping a joke.

"They belong to two factions, so it should be!" The red-haired ancestor also returned the salute immediately.

The dwarf Zhu Mei and the red-haired ancestor are both masters who have been famous for many years, and they know the importance of the first move, plus they both have a sense of depression in their hearts, so they are not too polite, and they all shoot together.

As soon as the red-haired ancestor made a move, it was two Heavenly Demon Blood God Knives, the blood light was like a refinement, and they crossed each other, like a giant pair of scissors, cutting towards Zhu Mei.

And Zhu Mei waved his hand and released a full twelve flying swords, shining with golden light, like twelve golden snakes dancing wildly, intersecting each other, and actually unleashed a set of sword formations with his own strength.

As soon as the monks watching the battle saw the two of them move, many of them retreated with their own disciples. It's not that they don't have the confidence to block the aftermath of the confrontation between the two and protect their own people. But in this way, the battle between the two can be seen more clearly. It is very rare to fight against masters, and such a great learning opportunity, but anyone who has a little heart will not miss it.

However, in this first encounter, everyone saw that something was wrong.

"Why doesn't Zhu Daoyou use his famous flying sword?"

"These twelve flying swords are all of the highest grade, and I don't know where Zhu Daoyou got them?

"This seems to be a new flying sword, I haven't seen blood light yet, could it be that Zhu Daoyou refined it himself? How is this possible, there are no hundreds of years, how can it be like this?"

Listening to everyone's discussions, the ascetic head and the cloud-chasing Bai Guyi had mixed feelings in their hearts.

They all know that Zhu Mei has the intention of being a party in charge, and Changmei Zhenren has also had an edict to stay, Zhu Mei can open a mountain and establish a religion for the Emei faction. Therefore, when Zhu Mei was a first-time immortal, she visited the world to collect various high-quality sword refining materials such as the essence of hardware, and spent several months of effort every year to practice. It took a hundred years of hard work to get this twelve banana leaf swords.

Although Zhu Mei had shown off with them, she had never used it, but had always hidden it. According to his intention, he wanted to pass it on to his disciples when he officially established the religion in the future, so that his disciples could become famous all over the world in one fell swoop.

Now, since Zhu Mei has given the Banana Leaf Sword, it is obvious that in his heart, he has completely lost his heart to the position of Qingcheng Sect Master.

The sword fighting between the dwarf Zhu Mei and the red-haired ancestor was exactly the same as the previous sword fighting between Emei Eryun and the Yu family sisters. The red-haired ancestor made a move, the sword light was magnificent, the sword was majestic, and the two blood-colored pairs flew up and down, like two blood dragons, showing a majestic posture in the clouds and mist of the nine heavens, which was extraordinarily majestic.

The dwarf Zhu Mei of the restaurant, although the twelve golden rays of light are incomparably magnificent, but they are condensed into twelve rays of light as thick as little fingers, cruising in all directions, like a spiritual snake, from time to time a turn, devouring a bite at the blood light, but it is a strange sword path.

On both sides, the monks who didn't understand the feelings in the hearts of the two of them kept admiring, the two of them deserved to be a generation of grandmasters, all kinds of swordsmanship, easy to come by, with the will to come out, still natural, without the slightest omission.

However, the familiar person couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart.

Zhong Yuan is a little nicer to the red-haired ancestor, although he can't make a profit for a long time, he is confident that the red-haired ancestor will still not joke with his net worth. Ascetic Toutuo and Bai Guyi were extremely worried about Zhu Mei.

Of course, what they are worried about is not that Zhu Mei is not familiar with this kind of sword path and may lose. What they were worried about was that under Zhu Mei's agitated emotions at this time, it was possible that the Dao Heart would be imperceptibly affected. In the future, it will become extremely extreme and eccentric. If he is born with this kind of character, it doesn't matter, but if someone like him is like, it will probably affect his future cultivation path. I can't say it, in the rest of his life, he will stop here and never move any further.

Zhu Mei himself didn't realize whether his current change was bad for the future, and he was now enjoying the fun of fighting selflessly.

What he wanted was not just victory, he wanted to be able to slash the red-haired ancestor, or even kill him.

Bliss was a peak that he could not climb in this life or this life, so he could only pour out his anger on the red-haired ancestor. In his opinion, if it weren't for this, it is impossible to say that the true person of Bliss would not have let Qin Yu be born so early. In that case, he still has a chance.

If he had established the Qingcheng Sect first, then even if he had made a great contribution, he would not be embarrassed to let it change its name. At that time, I am afraid that Qin Yu will join directly.

Madness is sometimes a kind of power.

The current Zhu Mei is such a situation. In addition, Zhu Mei's own cultivation above the sword path was higher than that of the red-haired ancestor, so after half an hour, the red-haired ancestor's majestic sword light began to be secretly subject to Zhu Mei's strange swordsmanship.

The two huge blood dragons seem to be bound by a lot of ropes, and it is quite inconvenient to move around. The twelve golden snakes, as if the foolish prince moved mountains, synthesized sword wheels again and again, and in the middle of the fluttering, the blood dragon was constantly disintegrated.

How could the red-haired ancestor not know about his own situation? The swordsmanship was restricted, and he immediately began to use the magic weapon.

Between the thoughts, a palm-sized round tripod flew out of the sky above the head, rising, every time it rose a foot, it doubled in size, and in an instant, it turned into a thousand zhang in size, and the big mouth was like a huge black hole, sending out a majestic and incomparable suction force.

This treasure is the key treasure of the red-haired ancestor to achieve the double master of Dan and Instrument - the Mother Ding of the Five Elements Divine Fire Furnace. This Ding is even more powerful than the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife and the Blood Transformation Shura Banner, but because it is not a killing weapon, its reputation has never been shown in front of people.

The Five Elements Divine Fire Furnace is full of might, just like the primeval dragon whale absorbing hundreds of rivers, and like a divine beast devouring heaven and earth, the void is darkened, as if even the space is about to be shattered and swallowed by it.

Zhu Mei's twelve banana leaf swords, pulled by this, immediately shook one after another, and they were about to throw themselves at the Five Elements Divine Fire Furnace Ding. Zhu Mei is a person who has the intention to be a person in charge of teaching, and Ping Suli naturally pays attention to collecting treasures, how can he have no treasures to deal with? Immediately, the power of the Five Elements Divine Fire Furnace was removed by most of it.

Then, as soon as Zhu Mei exerted a force, she stabilized the banana leaf sword and killed the general again. However, after such a delay, the red-haired ancestor also calmly let his Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword get out of the predicament, and showed his majesty again, competing with Zhu Mei's banana leaf sword.

The scene was at a stalemate again. However, in just a moment, seeing that the Heavenly Demon Blood God Knife that was being restrained suddenly merged together, the sword soared, and it broke through the combined force of Zhu Mei's twelve banana leaf swords, like a flash of lightning, and slashed towards Zhu Mei's waist and ribs at great speed.

Its speed and power are shocking.

"Hehe, Second Elemental God, there is really something mysterious, but if you want to hurt me, you can't!" Zhu Mei was not in a hurry, turned a ring on her hand, and immediately, a purple and blue light appeared around her.

That day, the combined power of the Demon Blood God Knife flew and slashed on it, only cutting into the foot, and then it could not enter an inch again. Then, the purple and blue light rippled, and it forced its sword edge out inch by inch.

(To be continued)