After hearing what Yang Zhen said, Sun Yushi laughed loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a terrifying energy. Amidst the turmoil of his true energy, the long sword pointed at Yang Zhen who was rushing towards him.

"Yang Zhen, you think that you can be arrogant just because you can condense the talent inscription. In front of the Nascent Soul stage, you are just a small Golden Core stage cultivator. The Nascent Soul stage... is not as simple as you think!"

Buzz! A terrifying pressure erupted from Sun Yushi's body, and the long sword was covered with talent, which turned into a golden wave in the air, rushing towards Yang Zhen with violent power.

Sun Yushi wielded his sword like a flying bird, his face full of elegance, and he said aloud: "The sky is full of clouds for thousands of miles!"

Boom! The violent true energy formed a mountain and river scene in the air. The towering mountains fell down in the clouds. A river in the sky seemed to be real, and the golden light was so bright that even the surrounding air was squeezed away.

Yang Zhen felt the tremendous power and his speed suddenly dropped a lot.

Compared with this, Yang Zhen was even more shocked by Sun Yushi's martial arts, he actually... really wanted to shout it out!

Yang Zhen's eyes widened as he looked at the vivid mountain and river scenes in the air, and he was very interested: "Oh, this one, this one, read a few more sentences!"

This is quite interesting, powerful and pretentious. These celestial phenomena seem to be real and are definitely a great tool for showing off. No wonder Sun Yushi has such a strong reputation. Even the Queen of Shuiling Kingdom praises him highly.

Buzz! The long river ended, Yang Zhen slashed down with a sword, and suddenly thunder rolled, and two violent air waves collided with each other, making a shocking sound, and the surging air waves flew, and the hearts of the two were shocked at the same time.

Yang Zhen was shocked. The Yuanying stage strongman was indeed extraordinary. Whether in terms of understanding of strength or the thickness of the true energy in his body, Yang Zhen suffered a loss.

However, what surprised Yang Zhen was that his golden elixir, which had remained motionless for ten thousand years but was only getting fatter, finally underwent some changes under this pressure.

A golden light burst out from the golden elixir, and the power in Yang Zhen's body suddenly became a little stronger.

Sun Yushi laughed loudly and swung his sword: "As you wish, the Milky Way will shine brightly like a blue sky!"

Buzz! The scene in the air changed, and under the galaxy, the endless starry sky enveloped Yang Zhen.

Boom boom boom! The Milky Way was hanging upside down, and countless star rays shot towards Yang Zhen, covering him like an overwhelming force.

A ball of green light suddenly burst out from the Thunder Sword in Yang Zhen's hand. Under the shining thunder, mad dragons appeared and blocked the galaxy.

The more such a cross-level battle, the greater the pressure. The fat golden elixir in Yang Zhen's body became brighter and brighter, and it even made a buzzing sound, which made Yang Zhen's blood boil. He laughed loudly and advanced instead of retreating, facing Sun Yushi.

"Reading a poem, right?" Yang Zhen was in the mood, and he suddenly retracted the long sword in his hand. He suddenly became a scholar, flicked his long gown, and pointed his sword at Sun Yushi: "Come, come, I'll read a poem too, so you can see what a poet and swordsman is!"

"What?" Sun Yushi was shocked, sneered, and suddenly swung out a series of phantoms from the long sword in his hand, heading towards Yang Zhen. The violent air wave blew away all the surrounding soil and rocks: "Just you?"

Yang Zhen's talent was like a rainbow, and countless talent inscriptions were poured into the Thunder Sword. The long sword performed an extremely showy sword flower behind his back, and he laughed loudly, free and wild.

"ah!"

Yang Zhen's emotional voice startled Sun Yushi, who quickly turned from offense to defense and looked at Yang Zhen with a vigilant look.

The golden elixir in his body seemed to become excited along with Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen looked up to the sky and chanted, and a popular ancient poem came out of his mouth.

"Oh! Sea! You are all water!"

With a humming sound, the terrifying inscription air waves in the air suddenly turned into an endless ocean. The air waves rolled and set off huge waves, and in these air waves, there were even roars of thunder, which rose and fell like a long dragon.

"Impossible, this... this is also called poetry?" Sun Yushi looked at the sea in the air that was emitting endless power with a confused look on his face, but he did not dare to be careless at all. The long sword in his hand followed him like a shadow, and endless rays of starlight rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Just when he was about to kill Yang Zhen in one go due to the huge difference in strength, he heard Yang Zhen scream "Ah" again.

"Ah! Horse! You have four legs!"

Boom boom boom! The sound of thousands of horses galloping suddenly rang out. In front of Yang Zhen, a row of aggressive horses rushed over, neighing, with surging air waves and endless dust.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

Yang Zhen couldn't judge him by the standards of an ordinary person. This bastard was full of mysteries. How could he think that he could be defeated by someone in the Nascent Soul stage?

But Sun Yushi knew that regret was useless and he could only fight to the death where the thunder was surging and the war horses were neighing.

"ah!"

Yang Zhen's voice came again, and Sun Yushi spat out a mouthful of blood, and yelled hysterically: "Stop! This is so disrespectful, it's just uncivilized!"

Is it so great to be in the Nascent Soul stage?

Yang Zhen made a pooh sound. If I dug out my golden elixir, I could crush your Nascent Soul to death. I was just worried that you were getting fatter but there was no movement. Now that there is finally movement, how can you just stop?

"Ah! Girl! Look at your little cherry mouth!"

Puff! Sun Yushi was completely submerged in the ocean of thunder, and his warhorse neighed and nearly trampled him to death.

Girl, my God, is there such a thing as reciting poems and composing couplets?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

When Sun Yushi was lying on the ground and saw a graceful and charming woman wearing a transparent black glass silk gown, through which even her underwear could be seen, with a pair of bare jade-like feet, holding a whip and walking towards him with a smile, he completely collapsed.

Snap! The woman held a black whip in her hand and lashed Sun Yushi's face fiercely. Sun Yushi looked at Yang Zhen blankly and said angrily: "You...you bastard, are you a devil?"

Yang Zhen was also confused. He didn't expect that just by thinking about it for a little while, he could actually visualize a person. His mind suddenly felt empty, and he stopped infusing the talent inscription.

"I'm sorry, it was an accident. I swear on my life that this was definitely an accident!"

With half of his face swollen, Sun Yushi had no chance to resist at all. He had been beaten to a pulp and was barely breathing. He stared at Yang Zhen and spit out blood mouthful by mouthful.

"You are not in the Jindan stage, you are definitely not in the Jindan stage..."

Sun Yushi muttered to himself, watching the woman holding the whip in front of him slowly disappear, his eyes becoming increasingly heavy.

Yang Zhen hurriedly walked up to Sun Yushi and squatted down, saying with a look of regret: "Brother, don't die, I said I did it on purpose, no, I definitely didn't do it on purpose, oh, don't be angry, this injury is a bit serious."

Sun Yushi turned his head away with difficulty and didn't look at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Brother Sun, you see, you are going to die anyway, can you teach me the martial arts you just displayed? The one with 'Tianhe hangs tens of thousands of miles', it's so cool and impressive, I really want to learn it."

"Devil...devil, you are...devil..." Sun Yushi's head tilted, he kicked his legs and died.

Yang Zhen stood up and said unhappily, "Bah, stingy guy, you won't give me any martial arts skills, not even a hundred dollars!"

After collecting all the things on Sun Yushi's body, Yang Zhen stared at Sun Yushi for a long while, sighed and said: "When a person dies, the birds fly to him... Well, death is the greatest thing, and the dead should rest in peace. Forget it, who made me a kind-hearted person? You can rest here forever!"

After burying Sun Yushi, Yang Zhen happily checked the golden elixir, only to find that the fat guy was not moving again.

Yang Zhen looked back at the grave where no grass had grown yet, shook his head and said, "Actually, I really don't like fighting!"

The next moment, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up and he rushed in certain directions: "This wave, it's definitely a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Second update

(End of this chapter)