Chapter 333: The Ancestral Temple Turned Into Ruins

He said word by word: "Unfortunately, your cultivation is not good enough. Even if your master Tian Buyi came, it would not be good enough!"

Murong Ji opened his eyes instantly, and directly took over Daoxuan's palm strike with the power of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, and hit back with the backhand.

In an instant, palm prints were everywhere, and the palm of great compassion almost left an afterimage. It seemed that Murong Ji had the upper hand, but in fact, Daoxuan didn't know what kind of magic he used.

Murong Ji was forced to take it, and he couldn't even land a single blow.

Murong Ji calmed down and used the Tianshan Zhemei Hand. With a split second of attack, the situation was instantly reversed. The greatest advantage of the Tianshan Zhemei Hand was that it could reverse the situation and it almost never failed!

It has to be said that the Changchun School's martial arts techniques are extremely exquisite.

Rushing forward, Murong Ji had time to think, and he flipped his hands, shaking out two entangled light blue dragons.

"hold head high!"

"Ouch!"

The friction between the true energy and the air sounded like bursts of dragon roars.

Two dragons go out to sea!

Two dragon shadows arrived in an instant, one on the left and one on the right, entangled with Daoxuan. Daoxuan did not dodge or evade, being extremely arrogant and not taking Murong Ji seriously at all.

He stepped forward and took the initiative to meet it, "Hehe!" With his left hand and right hand, he shattered the dragon's shadow directly.

Like broken glass, two light blue dragon shadows just began to dissipate in the air, and behind the dragon shadows, a sword suddenly stabbed out.

"Hmph!" Daoxuan was startled and had no time to defend himself. He held his breath and used his powerful true energy to block the Tianwen Sword.

At this time, the dragon shadow completely dissipated, and Murong Ji's figure also appeared, urging the sword in the air, which is a unique sword-controlling move of Lu Zu's swordsmanship.

"jingle"

The sound of a Taoist bell rang out, and the sound waves rippled. Daoxuan was in a trance for a moment. In an instant, Murong Ji urged his sword forward.

The Tianwen Sword shot out like an arrow from a fully drawn bow, piercing Daoxuan's protective true energy.

"puff!"

The sword shadow penetrated the body, bringing out a series of blood mist.

The intense pain instantly woke Daoxuan up, and taking advantage of the gap in Murong Ji's moves, Zhou Zhong's Tai Chi diagram suddenly attacked.

Murong Ji, who was about to make the finishing move and stepped forward, flew backwards, broke a pillar of the ancestral temple, and crashed into the wall.

The pain hit him, causing his whole body to twitch. Without time to think, he subconsciously rolled to the side, half-knelt and stood up. When he looked up, Daoxuan was standing where he fell.

After calming down the severe pain in his body, he slowly took a breath, summoned back the Tianwen Sword, and the Sanqing Taoist Bells slowly circled around him in the air.

Daoxuan did not rush to attack. He touched the wound on his abdomen and said in admiration: "Amazing, you are at the sixth level of Shangqing and can hurt me. If you meet someone like Yun Yilan, you will be able to fight."

Murong Ji's face was a little pale. He had fought with Yun Yilan before, burning incense and jade book, and the highest pursuit was heavenly fire.

Yun Yilan's black and purple flames were also quite overbearing. It would be hard to say what would happen if the two of them faced each other again.

Seeing that Murong Ji didn't say anything, Daoxuan said to himself: "I have always had high hopes for you. How about you just leave and I can pretend that nothing happened?"

Murong Ji breathed a sigh of relief, "All I want is to be with Lu Xueqi."

"Haha, you are so useless. In that case, I will agree. However, you have to rebel from Dazhu Peak like Lin Jingyu and join Tongtian Peak! Then, kill Tian Buyi!"

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and his expression was extremely solemn. "We are all Qingyun disciples. We can enter Tongtian Peak, but it is not easy to kill Tian Bu Yi. It is impossible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. Murong Ji was shocked. It was too fast! Daoxuan's movements were too fast!
"Then go to die!"

Murong Ji stepped back subconsciously. At the same time, he turned the sword in his hand, took over Daoxuan's magic and cast it back.

Speed! Power!
Almost in an instant, Daoxuan advanced several levels. This simple trick put Murong Ji under tremendous pressure.

Calming his mind, Murong Ji's defense was impeccable, the light of the Tianwen Sword kept flashing, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and slashed directly with the sword, the Wangyue Sword Style!

At some point, a sword appeared in Daoxuan's hand, the Zhuxian Sword.

After blocking the sword move, Daoxuan was shocked and retreated seven or eight hundred meters. In a short time, Murong Ji attacked again and used the Demonic and God-Slaying Technique!
"Humph!"

A sword slashed down, Daoxuan responded in panic and was directly blown away. He smashed the door of the house and fell into the yard, retreating several steps before stopping.

Daoxuan's face turned ashen and he looked at Murong Ji coldly.

"Good Daoxing!"

Without waiting for Murong Ji to chase him out of the house, Daoxuan rushed into the house and said, "Let me show you my Seven Star Sword Technique!"

Lin Jingyu looked at the door of the inner hall in confusion. The door was broken, and then he heard the sound of fighting inside.

Thinking something was not right, he rushed in a few steps. With a quick glance, he saw Murong Ji and Daoxuan entangled with each other.

The two's sword moves were fast and fierce. The Seven-Star Sword Move was almost all-pervasive and hard to defend against, but Murong Ji blocked it without missing a single blow. Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Brother Murong! Stop it now!"

Murong Ji had no energy to be distracted and had to be extremely focused in order to survive Daoxuan's sword.

In this situation, the only thing we can do is to see who makes fewer mistakes!

"Master, please calm down!"

Daoxuan ignored him and stepped forward to attack. Swords flashed and sword energy spread everywhere. Almost everything in the room was destroyed by the two of them.

Murong Ji became calmer as the fight went on. This was precisely the opportunity for him to improve his strength.

Lin Jingyu was a little anxious and wanted to dissuade them, but unfortunately, neither of them listened to him. He was helpless and had no choice but to withstand the momentum, force himself to take a step forward, and violently draw out the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The fight between these two people was not something he, who was currently at the second level of Shangqing, could intervene in. But if they were allowed to continue fighting like this, the ancestral temple would be demolished by them.

Daoxuan slashed with the sword and snorted coldly. He used the Zhuxian Sword to directly push away the Zhanlong Sword. Fortunately, Lin Jingyu's foundation was solid enough and the Zhanlong Sword in his hand did not slip out of his hand.

Murong Ji turned around, and the hilt of the Tianwen Sword slammed against the hilt of the Zhanlong Sword, directly snatching the Zhanlong Sword away. This was a move from the Tianshan Zhemei technique.

Then he kicked out, hitting him right in the leg.

Daoxuan also had no intention of killing him. He pressed Lin Jingyu to the ground with the Zhuxian Sword. The two of them tacitly pushed Lin Jingyu under the tribute table.

With Lin Jingyu's intervention, Murong Ji instantly fell into a disadvantage, and Daoxuan pressed him step by step, and every move put Murong Ji in danger.

In a hurry, Murong Ji shook his left hand, and a Taoist banner appeared beside Murong Ji. In an instant, almost half of the true energy of Daoxuan's countless moves was drained away by the Juxian Banner.

Murong Ji felt relieved and his attacks became more fierce.

Before they knew it, the Gathering Immortals Banner began to slowly revolve around the two of them, and a human figure appeared above it.

"Lu Xueqi!" Daoxuan was shocked and looked hurriedly, but found that it was not her at the second glance.

I was still shocked. A magical weapon that could produce a magical weapon spirit must be quite powerful!

The sword light flashed, and the countless sword energy that Murong Ji sent back with a move of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi was avoided by Daoxuan, but it shot onto the spirit tablets of many ancestors.

"Return all my magic to me! Murong Ji! You are so clever, this is how you practice Taoism!"

Murong Ji had a serious look on his face. Even without any effort, he knew that he was no match for Daoxuan. The gap in realm could not be made up by his current foundation!

The fight passed quickly, yet it was extremely long. By the time the two men reacted, the Qi, sword energy, and overflowing true essence had almost completely dismantled the furnishings in the ancestral temple.

Both of them have extremely rich combat experience. In his previous life, Murong Ji was at the pinnacle of martial arts of that era and was a master of his generation. He had seen all kinds of geniuses.

Daoxuan has lived for four hundred years and is no less powerful than Murong Ji!

Until now, the two have not made any mistakes, only a clash of realms, techniques and moves!

Murong Ji casually swung his hand and used the 'Golden Dart Pegasus Style', which was a hidden weapon technique he learned from Mu Wanqing in his previous life. Golden light flowed and the Heaven-Flipping Seal hit Daoxuan's chest directly.

There was a loud bang, heavy and powerful. The force was so great that it directly smashed Daoxuan into the shelf where the ancestor's spirit tablet was placed.

The entire shelf was instantly shattered to the ground by the shadow of the Heaven-Flipping Seal, leaving only the tribute table lying on the ground, with Lin Jingyu underneath.

"Puff, wow!" Daoxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Murong Ji flew up and slashed with another sword to kill the ghosts and gods!
"The righteousness of heaven and earth!"

"Haoran lives forever!"

"I don't want to kill the immortal!"

"But kill the ghosts and gods!"

In an instant, spiritual energy began to circulate, and the momentum became one with the heaven and earth. As it gathered together, it seemed as if life and death from heaven and earth had come.

Murong Ji, dressed in a black and gold robe and with a lotus crown on his head, seemed to be a Taoist master who exorcised demons and defended the way of righteousness.

One sword strike decides life or death!
"Haha, cough cough, haha! What a talented person! What a talented person!" Daoxuan slapped the ground that was smashed into ruins, and instantly stood up to greet him, without dodging or evading!
The Zhu Xian Sword in his hand turned slightly, and a blue shadow burst out, which seemed to be a sword force, rising from bottom to top.

"boom!"

The ground beneath their feet sank several meters in an instant, and the energy seemed to gather into a wall, pressing down in all directions.

The ancestral temple was completely destroyed by the fight between the two and turned into ruins.

Just with this one sword, all the 'power of heaven and earth' accumulated by Murong Ji was broken, and the art of beheading ghosts and gods was broken just like that!
It was broken with great force!
Seeing the blue phantom sword energy coming towards him, Murong Ji's heart sank. He swung the Tianwen Sword in his hand horizontally, and the black light curtain of the dragon ring that had been broken several times lit up again.

With the help of the recoil force of the first attack, he retreated dozens of meters.

After a brief pause, Murong Ji was sure that Daoxuan did not attack him. He felt relieved, and his throat felt sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He was breathing heavily and staring at Daoxuan. He saw that his face was pale and the hand holding the Zhuxian Sword was trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)