Seeing that Du Xuan seemed to hesitate, the white ox couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself, what's so difficult about this?
Just follow it directly into Qingyang Temple, find that person, and kill him. Then see who can stop you.
However, just as Du Xuan was hesitating, a stream of light suddenly rose from the Qingyang Temple opposite him, and in the blink of an eye, a person appeared in front of Du Xuan and stopped a dozen feet away.
The visitor was none other than Wen Zaidao.
This text describes a man with a handsome appearance, fair skin, and a tall, upright figure. He wore a loose white robe and hemp shoes.
At this moment, he stood in the void against the wind, his white robe fluttering gently, his hands behind his back, looking both proud and confident.
He opened his eyes, which shone like cold stars, and looked at Du Xuan. Instantly, he had a feeling that the person in front of him was definitely his destined rival.
As Du Xuan sat on the broad back of the ox, his clothes fluttering and his hair swaying in the wind, a strange flutter arose in his heart the moment he looked at Wen Zaidao.
This sudden realization made him understand that if this person continued to grow, he would become a major obstacle on his path to enlightenment.
Then, a thought popped into his mind—this child must not be allowed to live!
Otherwise, the future will inevitably be entangled in endless troubles, from which it will be difficult to extricate oneself...
The two exchanged a glance, a hint of murderous intent flashing deep within their eyes.
They all knew clearly that today's battle was not only about victory or defeat, but also a battle that would determine the future.
Du Xuan leaped down from the ox's back, holding a purple bamboo staff in his hand. He clasped his hands in a salute to Wen Zaidao and introduced himself: "I am Du Xuan. Today I have come to fulfill my destiny with you, fellow Daoist. I hope you will not hesitate to give me your guidance."
Wen Zaidao returned the greeting, bowed slightly to Du Xuan, and said with a smile, "I am Wen Zaidao, and I am just asking for your guidance, fellow Daoist."
After saying this, the two stopped talking, exchanged one last look, let out a sharp shout, and then pounced on each other.
A moment later, the two collided in mid-air.
Du Xuan brandished his bamboo staff, striking Wen Zaidao relentlessly. However, Wen Zaidao had somehow produced a sword, which immediately clashed with the bamboo staff…
Although the battle that broke out on their side was not very large, it was only a short distance from Qingyang Temple, so it naturally did not escape the notice of some people in the temple.
However, when they saw that it was Wen Zaidao who was fighting against others, most of their worries immediately disappeared.
After all, Wen Zaidao is the strongest expert among the younger generation of Qingyang Temple, and his strength should not be underestimated.
Therefore, instead of immediately stepping forward to help, they chose to remain on the sidelines and wait for the right opportunity to act.
Wen Zaidao and Du Xuan, one wielding a sword and the other wielding a bamboo staff, moved like two bolts of lightning intertwining in the air.
The staffs gleamed coldly, casting numerous shadows, and the crisp sound of metal clashing was incessant, like a fierce symphony.
The overflowing energy rippled outwards like a raging storm, tearing the surrounding clouds into fragments that scattered in the air.
In the air, a streak of cyan sword light and a streak of purple mystic light intertwined, exchanging dozens of blows in an instant.
The cyan sword light was emitted by Wen Zaidao, a true disciple of the righteous immortal sect Qingyang Temple. He cultivated the supreme Taoist method of Qingyang Temple, "Dadu Zhuanxuan Tianzhen Jing", and thus possessed unparalleled and mysterious supernatural powers and techniques.
The purple light on the other side came from Du Xuan. Although he was only at the Nascent Soul stage, all his supernatural powers and techniques were taught to him by Hu Le.
Hu Le is the Lord of the Primordial Creation. Every one of the beings he has taught has become a hegemon in the Primordial Universe. Just this bit of good fortune and creation is enough to make Du Xuan surpass more than 99% of the beings in the boundless Primordial Universe and the infinite myriad worlds.
Just then, seeing that he could not defeat Wen Zaidao in the short term, Du Xuan decided to reveal some flaws and pretend that he was being forced to retreat by the opponent's sword light.
Seeing this, Wen Zaidao did not notice anything unusual. Instead, he thought he had gained the upper hand, so he intensified his attack and pressed Du Xuan closer and closer.
Du Xuan brandished his bamboo staff, constantly deflecting Wen Zaidao's fierce attacks.
However, faced with Wen Zaidao's fierce offensive, he did not choose to fight head-on. Instead, he skillfully used his body movements and techniques to retreat lightly, as if he were dancing in the air.
At the same time, a thousand-petaled blue lotus appeared beneath his feet, emitting a dazzling immortal light. It swayed slowly with his movements, gradually increasing the distance between him and Wen Zaidao.
Unbeknownst to them, their battlefield had already moved far away from Qingyang Temple.
At this moment, Du Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief; he could finally go all out...
In the distance, the white ox silently watched the battle. When it saw Du Xuan deliberately feigning weakness and moving the battlefield away from Qingyang Temple, it couldn't help but chuckle to itself.
Bai Niu naturally understood Du Xuan's purpose in doing so. This kid must be worried that if he gained the upper hand, it might attract the attention of some people in Qingyang Temple and lead to their intervention.
After all, this is Qingyang Temple's territory, and Du Xuan probably doesn't want to be besieged.
However, Bai Niu did not agree with Du Xuan's approach.
In its view, Du Xuan was being so cautious because he had doubts about his own strength.
Bai Niu believed he was capable enough to help Du Xuan deal with any situation, but Du Xuan seemed not to believe he could stop the reinforcements from Qingyang Temple.
This made Bai Niu feel a little annoyed...
Wen Zaidao was in the middle of the game, but due to his limited experience and insight in combat, he was naturally no match for Bai Niu. Therefore, he did not see through Du Xuan's act of feigning weakness at first and intentionally led him away from Qingyang Temple.
Moreover, even if he realized Du Xuan's intentions, given his arrogant personality, he would still choose to do so.
He firmly believed in his own strength, and even though Du Xuan was a Nascent Soul True Person with a cultivation level comparable to his own, he didn't take him seriously.
Even if he encountered an opponent of celestial level, he was confident that although he might not be able to defeat them, those celestial beings would definitely not be able to stop him if he wanted to escape unscathed.
This is the unique pride of being a true disciple of the Qingyang Temple's leader.
Du Xuan continued to retreat for hundreds of miles until he could no longer see the outline of Junshan Mountain. He finally made up his mind to launch a counterattack.
Suddenly, he straightened his waist, and the wisp of primordial magic power that had been hidden in his acupoints surged out, circulated through his body, and then flowed into the purple bamboo staff.
A streak of light flashed across the purple bamboo staff in his hand, and it suddenly felt much heavier.
The bamboo staff clashed with Wen Zaidao's flying sword once again.
"Snap!"
With a crisp sound, the sword in Wen Zaidao's hand suddenly shattered.
He felt a powerful force surge into his body, and he couldn't help but groan, spitting out a mouthful of blood...
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