[Chapter 193] Battle against the Monster

[Chapter 193] Battle against the Monster

The one breathing fire is Suzaku. The moment Nangong Suhao's cultivation broke through Nascent Soul, its cultivation level recovered to the peak of level four.

The one that spews lightning is the Cloud-winged Thunder Peng, which is at the peak of level five.

The combat power of the Vermilion Bird is inherently stronger than that of ordinary monsters. In addition, it is not affected by the level of pressure emanating from the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng at all, so it can fight on par with the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng.

It was the first time Ye Yisheng saw such a wonderful battle, and he couldn’t take his eyes off it. Thinking of the purpose of their coming here, he had to give up the idea of ​​finding a place to watch the battle.

Nangong Chenyu's gaze stayed on the two fighting animals for a few seconds, then he turned his attention to the monsters and cultivators fighting on the ground on the other side.

There are about twenty or thirty monsters, about ten of them are level four, and the rest are level three. Every monster had red eyes, which looked abnormal.

There are more than forty cultivators, six from Yunjue Palace, and the rest are disciples from other sects. If it weren’t for the protection of Xuanwu, who knows how many human cultivators would have died.

The battle seemed extremely fierce, but the scene was very chaotic. Except for some individual battles, some of the people and monsters in the melee could not distinguish between friend and foe.

The roars of monsters mixed with "bang bang bang" sounds of explosions could be heard from time to time.

"Let's go and help."

Just as Nangong Chenyu called out to Ye Yishen, Suzaku's voice came from above his head.

"Nangong Chenyu, you guys came just in time. I'll leave Cloud Winged Thunder Peng to you."

The Vermillion Bird led the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng to the air above Nangong Chenyu and the other man, and then it dived down by itself. The closer it got to Nangong Chenyu and the others, the smaller its body became.

By the time it fell on Nangong Chenyu's shoulder, it had shrunk to the size of a palm.

"Are you Suzaku?"

Ye Yishen looked at the little bird on Nangong Chenyu's shoulder with curiosity.

If the other party hadn't spoken first, Ye Yisheng would never have associated it with Suzaku.

When Nangong Suhao was going through the tribulation before, the Vermillion Bird was struck by lightning and turned into a bald chicken. Afraid of being laughed at by a few people, it kept pretending to be dead. After being showered by the spiritual rain, it was collected by Nangong Suhao into the contract space.

Although Ye Yisheng knew about Suzaku, he had never seen what it really looked like. The Suzaku in his memory looked like a chicken.

The Vermilion Bird pattern on the Yunjue Palace Records of Strange Beasts is very abstract. It cannot be said to be similar to the real Vermilion Bird. It can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

I don’t know whether the predecessor who wrote the Record of Strange Beasts didn’t know what Suzaku looked like, or he deliberately drew a picture of an unknown monster.

Ye Yishen had just seen the Suzaku and the Cloud-winged Thunder Peng fighting each other to a draw, and was still wondering what species this powerful and beautiful bird was.

"It's me." Zhuque raised his little head and answered Ye Yishen.

At the same time, the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng hovering in the air made a "clang clang" sound and spit out two bolts of lightning towards Nangong Chenyu and Ye Yisheng on the ground.

Nangong Chenyu immediately said to Ye Yisheng: "Ayi, you take Zhuque to help the others, I will stay to deal with Yunchi Leipeng."

If you want to end the battle quickly, eliminate the enemy's strongest combat force first.

The strongest among the monsters is obviously the Cloud-winged Thunder Peng.

Zhuque hurriedly warned: "Your elder brother wants the feathers from the Cloud-winged Thunder Peng, don't burn them all."

Ye Yisheng took off the Dust Light Sword on his head and put it into Nangong Chenyu's hand: "How can a sword cultivator not have a sword that suits him?"

"Don't worry about me. I can protect myself."

After saying that, Ye Yishen used spatial teleportation and disappeared on the spot. The lightning that should have struck him on the head struck the ground instead.

The lightning that struck Nangong Chenyu was steadily caught by his outstretched left hand.

The next moment, the thunder-attributed spiritual energy in the lightning flowed along Nangong Chenyu's hand and into his body. The lightning in his hand turned into stars and disappeared.

With a thought, the Dust Light Sword that had turned into a hairpin returned to the shape of a sword. He gathered his spiritual energy and shot into the air like an arrow.

As soon as the Vermillion Bird's aura disappeared, Yunchi Leipeng's attention was entirely focused on Nangong Chenyu. It was about to spit out lightning to attack Nangong Chenyu, but it saw Nangong Chenyu actually flying towards it on his own initiative.

The Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng circled around, making a deafening "deafening" sound. When it found the opportunity, it opened its beak and attacked Nangong Chenyu fiercely.

Nangong Chenyu's speed is comparable to lightning. He cleverly avoided the sharp beak of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng and swung his sword to cut at the right wing of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng.

I saw a shadow of the Dust Light Sword flying out from the Dust Light Sword, transparent and huge. The oppressive sword energy slashed squarely on the right wing of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng.

There was a crisp "clang" sound.

The sword was precise and powerful, cutting off one third of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng's right wing, and blood gushed out like a waterfall.

The Cloud-winged Thunder Peng let out a shrill "bang bang" sound in pain.

Without giving it a chance to breathe, Nangong Chenyu flew forward and swung his sword down again.

The sword flashed, and another sword energy several times more powerful than the transcendent lightsaber attacked the right wing of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng again.

With a "clang", the right wing of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng could no longer flap, and it drooped and was about to fall. The Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng lost its balance and fell crookedly towards the ground.

Nangong Chenyu quickly used his spiritual energy and followed closely behind. He found the right position and swung his sword again to cut at the right wing of Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng.

With a "puff" sound, blood splattered everywhere, and the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng and its right wing were completely separated by the sword energy, and both fell to the ground.

Nangong Chenyu immediately released his spiritual sense and wrapped the right wing of Cloud-winged Thunder Peng. He silently said "collect" in his heart, and the right wing of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng successfully entered the Qiankun bag in his hand.

With a loud "bang", the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng fell heavily to the ground.

It did not fall down, but quickly turned over and stood up. Then it opened its beak and spit out lightning at Nangong Chenyu who was following closely.

Nangong Chenyu’s figure flashed, he dodged the lightning attack, and appeared above the head of the Cloud-winged Thunder Peng. He put away the Dust Light Sword, grabbed the feathers on the top of the Cloud-Winged Thunder Peng's head with one hand, and kept hitting its head with the other hand.

Again and again, Cloud-winged Thunder Peng was hit so hard that golden stars appeared before his eyes. The lightning it spat out could not attack Nangong Chenyu, so it could only shake its head left and right, trying to throw Nangong Chenyu off.

Unfortunately, Nangong Chenyu held on tightly, and Yunchi Leipeng almost shook himself dizzy but failed to shake Nangong Chenyu off.

Not long after, Yunchi Leipeng was beaten to a pulp by Nangong Chenyu, and his brains were splattered all over the place, and he closed his eyes forever.

Here, Ye Yisheng appeared out of nowhere in the sky above the battlefield where flames of war were raging. After observing for a while, he did not go down to join the battle, but sat cross-legged in the air.

He just raised his hand slightly, and a guqin appeared on his legs.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he had an otherworldly aura.

Ten fingers lightly pluck the strings of the zither, and the melodious sound of the zither rises, and the invisible sound waves spread out like ripples.

The next moment, the brains of the monsters in fierce battle seemed to be hit hard by a hammer. Their movements seemed frozen in an instant, appearing extremely uncoordinated and funny.

Some attacks that should have been dodged quickly were not avoided due to stagnation, and some attacks that were about to be launched were not launched in time due to disordered rhythm.

In stark contrast to the monsters' reactions, the monks' fatigue instantly disappeared after hearing the melodious piano music.

Their eyes became bright and sharp, and they were more flexible in switching between offense and defense. Every strike was extremely accurate, as if their combat power had soared to a new level.

Ye Yishen's method is only useful against creatures with the same or lower cultivation level than him. For example, Nangong Suhao was not affected by the sound of the piano at all.

As Ye Yishen's ten fingers jumped on the strings like flying, the attack notes that were difficult to capture with the naked eye cut into every corner of the battlefield like sharp blades, and accurately embedded themselves into the bodies of the monsters.

Some lower-level monsters were hit directly in the vitals and fell down one after another.

There were several monks who were nearly killed by monsters. They did not see the invisible attack notes. They only saw the monsters fall to the ground after being hit by them.

After falling into a brief state of daze, they all looked at their hands in disbelief.

One of them couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Am I so amazing?"

The next moment, he was awakened by his fellow apprentice: "Don't dream, Junior Brother. The attack you launched was at most just tickling the monster. The one who really killed the monster was the senior who played the piano in mid-air."

Despite the misunderstanding, the man was not embarrassed at all. He looked up at Ye Yishen in admiration and smiled.

"I was wondering how I could suddenly become so powerful. It turns out it was all thanks to Senior Yun Juegong."

"Don't stand there, Junior Brother, come and help."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

With Ye Yisheng joining, everyone felt the pressure was reduced.

This shows how powerful Yin Xiu's group killing skills are.

Of course, the speed at which spiritual energy is consumed is also very fast.

In just a few minutes, more than half of the spiritual energy in Ye Yisheng's dantian had gone.

Seeing this, he put away the guqin, took out the Golden Rainbow Sword and flew into the battlefield.

When Nangong Chenyu rushed over, he saw that the two sides, which were originally evenly matched, were now at a disadvantage with the group of monsters suffering many casualties.

Several Jindan-stage disciples of the Yunjue Palace were fighting hard with a Level 4 early-stage Fire Dancing Cang Lion, and one of them was about to be hit by a claw of the Fire Dancing Cang Lion.

But at the critical moment, a sword flashed, and the flaming lion fell to the ground with a bang.

The disciple who was almost hit by the claws of the Fire Dancing Blue Lion had blood splashed all over his face. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, just grateful for surviving the disaster.

"Thank you, Uncle Nangong, for your help."

Nangong Chenyu nodded to the others and said, "Go and deal with the level 3 monster."

"yes."

Several people obediently avoided the fourth-level monster.

With the addition of Nangong Chenyu, the powerful killer, the group of monsters was completely defeated. There were not enough level 4 monsters in the field for him to kill, and he killed almost one with one sword.

Every time he killed a monster, he would immediately put its corpse into his Qiankun bag.

This was a habit he developed in his previous life.

Don't give others the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Within two minutes, there was no level 4 monster left standing on the battlefield.

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