novelaction Chapter 143 Battle against Yun Zhongzi
Chapter 143 Battle against Yun Zhongzi
"boom!!!"
The two spells collided violently in the air, making a deafening noise.
It seemed as if the entire sky was trembling at this moment, and everything around became blurred under the impact of this force.
Yun Zhongzi stood opposite, staring at Luo Shu. He was slightly shocked to see that his magic was easily blocked by the opponent with a casual attack.
He originally thought that 70% of his power would be enough to make the person in front of him panic.
However, he did not expect that the other party could resolve his attack so easily.
A hint of surprise flashed across Yun Zhongzi's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He realized that the person in front of him was no ordinary person and he had to give it his all.
"Daoyou, you are really a hidden talent!"
Yun Zhongzi took a deep breath and spoke slowly, trying to get some clues from the other person's expression.
Hearing this, Luo Shu curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, his eyes revealing disdain and provocation.
He responded coldly:
"Let's stop talking nonsense. Since you insist on doing this, I will accompany you to the end!"
As Luo Shu finished speaking, an even more powerful aura emanated from him, sweeping across the entire valley like a gale.
Yun Zhongzi was furious when he saw this scene and said in a deep voice:
"If you hadn't insisted on not handing Lei Zhenzi over to me, how could I have fought with you here!"
When Luo Shu heard this, a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.
He glanced at Yun Zhongzi coldly and said disdainfully:
"It's really interesting. Why should I give it to you? Is it because you said that you and Lei Zhenzi are destined to be together? The first person he saw was me, so he and I are destined to be together."
Luo Shu's words were sharp, like a sharp sword, piercing Yun Zhongzi's heart.
Yun Zhongzi's face darkened and his brows knitted. He took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and then slowly said:
"Fellow Daoist, Lei Zhenzi, it is the right path for you to practice with me. If the person you are looking for has corrupt morals and shallow cultivation, then you are harming him."
"Okay, stop talking! You're annoying me!"
There was obvious impatience in Luo Shu's tone. His brows were furrowed, as if he was extremely annoyed by Yun Zhongzi's long speech.
Yun Zhongzi was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Luo Shu to interrupt him so directly.
His face darkened, but he then took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in his heart.
"If you want to fight, stop talking and just go for it."
Luo Shu continued, his voice full of defiance and provocation.
Yun Zhongzi's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and his voice was cold and resolute:
"Well, since you are so eager to get a fight, I will grant your wish!"
He slowly raised his hands and began to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, preparing for the upcoming duel.
Seeing this, Luo Shu curled up a sneer, looked down at Lei Zhenzi in his arms, and sent him into the Thousand Illusions Tower.
Then, his figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Yun Zhongzi.
Suddenly, Yun Zhongzi waved his sleeves, and a strong airflow rushed out, bringing up a cloud of mist.
In the mist, a sharp sword flashing with cold light appeared out of thin air and landed steadily in his palm.
The sword body is as transparent as jade, and the blade is so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through space. It is one of the few magical treasures in Yun Zhongzi's hand - the Demon-Zhao Sword.
When Luo Shu saw the sword, he recognized it at once.
Although this sword is not as good as his Feijin Sword, it is also one of the more powerful spiritual treasures. Its main function is to eliminate demons.
Yun Zhongzi held the Demon-Snatching Sword tightly, and the sword body flashed with a cold light, as if to dispel the darkness around him.
"Humph! I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Then let me use the Demon-Revealing Sword in my hand to teach you a lesson!"
Yun Zhongzi shouted, and his voice rolled in like thunder, shaking the surrounding clouds.
Facing Yun Zhongzi's provocation, Luo Shu showed no sign of panic. A scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with disdain.
With a casual summon, he brought out a top-grade innate spiritual treasure - the Flying Golden Sword.
Luo Shu leisurely waved the Flying Golden Sword in his hand, and the sword drew a golden trajectory in the air.
"Who doesn't know how to talk big?"
Luo Shu mocked, "Listen carefully, Yun Zhongzi, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come to it. Today, I will let you see my true strength!"
Before Luo Shu finished his words, he pounced towards Yun Zhongzi like a ghost.
His speed was so fast that it seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, making it hard to keep up.
The Flying Golden Sword in his hand turned into a golden stream of light, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it pierced straight into Yun Zhongzi's vitals.
When Yun Zhongzi saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He swung the Demon-Snatching Sword in his hand quickly, turning it into a silver barrier to block Luo Shu's attack.
"Qiang——!!!"
The two swords collided in mid-air, making a crisp metal collision sound, as if playing a passionate war song.
With the loud sound of metal clashing, the two separated again, each standing above the clouds, like two confronting gods of war.
Yun Zhongzi held the Demon-Shooting Sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword lowered and a cold silver light flowing on the sword body. Every breath was accompanied by the fluctuation of sword energy, as if to cut through the surrounding air.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed tightly on Luo Shu, looking for the next opportunity to attack.
Luo Shu was not to be outdone. He gripped the Feijin Sword tightly, and the sword body emitted golden light, like a burning flame.
His steps were light and steady as he kept shuttling above the clouds. Every movement was dazzling, as if he was performing an elegant dance.
Suddenly, Luo Shu moved and turned into a golden lightning, rushing towards Yun Zhongzi.
His speed was so fast that it seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, making it hard to keep up.
The Feijin Sword in his hand turned into a sharp sword energy and pierced straight into Yun Zhongzi's vital points.
When Yun Zhongzi saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He flashed and avoided Luoshu's attack. At the same time, the Demon-Snatching Sword turned into a silver sword light and counterattacked Luoshu.
The sword lights of the two men intertwined in the air, making a series of harsh metal collision sounds.
Every confrontation was accompanied by the surge of spiritual energy and the flash of light, as if to ignite the entire sky.
They constantly changed their attack methods, sometimes slashing, sometimes stabbing, and sometimes sweeping. Each attack was full of power and skill.
The surrounding clouds seemed to be attracted by their battle and gathered together to form a huge vortex.
In the center of the vortex, the battle between the two became more intense.
In the fierce confrontation, Yun Zhongzi brandished the Demon-Snatching Sword, and the cold light flashing on the tip of the sword reflected his increasingly solemn expression.
Every time he fought with Luo Shu, he could feel the aura of the other party who was only at the early stage of Daluo Jinxian cultivation, but that power was extremely tenacious, which made him feel puzzled.
Yun Zhongzi swung his sword while muttering to himself:
"How could a cultivator who is only at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm fight so hard against a cultivator like me who is at the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm?"
Luo Shu had no idea what Yun Zhongzi was thinking. A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his sword's momentum did not decrease at all, and it drew an even more fierce trajectory in the air.