Daoist Competition

Zhang Yan laughed and said, "How can this harm me?"

He shouted clearly, shaking open the sword ball, and in an instant transformed into four sword balls, without showing weakness, slashing towards the four flying sabers.

Beigong Hao was startled again to see Zhang Yan using the Splitting Light and Shadow Dharma technique. However, he quickly calmed down, knowing that the Yin-Yang Flying Daggers were not just simple killing tools but concealed an extremely profound saber skill that he had practiced for hundreds of years with confidence to best any peer.

Zhang Yan intended to use this opportunity to hone his True Knowledge of Sword. Seeing the saber light twisting and turning, revealing an impressive saber technique, he was delighted by the challenge and steeled his spirit to engage the sword ball in combat.

Their swords and sabers clashed, with radiant energy shooting out and the sound of collisions merging together. However, Beigong Hao, deeply immersed in Yin Yang Saber Skill over the years, displayed exceptional subtleties, outperforming Zhang Yan's swordsmanship by a notch.

If it were purely a skill contest with four sword balls, Zhang Yan would have been at a disadvantage, but he had his methods. Whenever the flying sabers found a gap, he wouldn't bother and split out a sword light to shatter it, still using four sword rays to fight, intending to use this occasion to refine his sword skills.

At this moment, a voice from the Mountain and River Child echoed in Zhang Yan's mind, "Master, that sword Qi borrows Qi to transform, even if shattered, it can condense again from a drop of Water Spirit Essence. I can use the Mountain and River Cloud Scroll to absorb it and see how much Essence Qi he can produce."

Zhang Yan smiled, communicating with the Mountain and River Child in his heart, "No hurry, this Water Spirit Essence is exactly what I seek. This old fellow hides within the Flag Gate, obviously cowardly and afraid of death. If he sees me absorbing the Essence Qi and discovers I have a means to counter him, he'll likely avoid fighting me again. I shall take my time, look for an opportunity, and lure him out of the Flag Gate before dealing with him."

After saying this, he quietly split out a shadow of a sword to ambush below the Flag Gate.

After an hour of fighting, Beigong Hao grew anxious. Though he hid within the Flag Gate where Zhang Yan couldn't reach him, he couldn't reach Zhang Yan either.

He clearly saw that Zhang Yan had another sword light poised but not released, only to be used for protection at critical moments.

Looking at the current situation, if he waits for the two-hour maintenance of the Flag Gate to pass, his figure will be exposed to Zhang Yan, and then he will have even less confidence.

He regretted relying solely on flying sabers to bully others, never bothering with other Dharma Treasures, thinking, "If I had practiced another flying saber, I could more leisurely kill this little thief. It seems I must now use the Yang Blade."

The Leaving Origin Yin-Yang Flying Saber consists of Yin and Yang; only with the cooperation of Yin and Yang can it reveal endless mysteries. At a higher level, it can transform into countless Yin Yang Heavenly Sabers to contend with the myriad flying swords of Splitting Light.

However, as Beigong Hao had been using only the Yin Blade in entanglement, leaving the Yang Blade unused, he was waiting for Zhang Yan to get accustomed to the Yin Blade before suddenly making a killing move.

Seeing the fight reaching a stalemate, he realized that if he didn't act now, when the Flag Gate's time limit arrived, he might have no chance.

Therefore, he pushed the Yin Blade several times, finding a gap to break out of the encirclement and charged straight at Zhang Yan's face.

As expected, Zhang Yan released his protective sword light to meet the oncoming blade energy.

Beigong Hao had been waiting for this moment; his eyes condensed, and the spell was immediately activated. A sudden white light flew out from the gray energy, slashing at the unsuspecting Zhang Yan.

This saber was forged from Ren Water Essence, tough and sharp, with an unstoppable edge, and incredibly fast. With a flash of white light, only the sound of "chop" was heard, splitting Zhang Yan in two, causing a fountain of blood to gush forth.

Seeing this, Beigong Hao couldn't help but laugh wildly, unable to restrain himself from leaping out of the Flag Gate. But he had only just stepped out when a beam of light flew from the ground, freezing his face.

A chilling light passed over his neck, separating his head from his body as he fell to the ground.

A moment later, a panicked Primordial Spirit came out of the headless corpse, first looking around in confusion, then with a sudden fright, hurriedly attempting to escape.

Zhang Yan's figure slowly appeared not far away. Seeing the Primordial Spirit, he smiled, reaching out to grab it, holding it in his palm and teasing, "Where is Fellow Daoist Beigong going?"

Moments ago, he had used the True Form Technique to create a Fake Body as a decoy. Had Beigong Hao concentrated and examined carefully, he would have spotted the flaw. Unfortunately, eager for victory and unaware that Zhang Yan had already placed a sword light in ambush beneath the Flag Gate, he took a single step and was slain on the spot.

Beigong Hao panicked, pleading bitterly, "Fellow Daoist, please spare my Primordial Spirit. Whatever you command, I am willing to comply."

Zhang Yan chuckled and said, "Oh? In that case, I find this 'Yin Yang Separation Flying Saber' quite intriguing. Will Fellow Daoist Beigong share the Dharma technique?"

Even if he didn't plan to practice this technique himself, he could use it as an exchange for other Dharma Treasures or cultivation techniques. Since Beigong Hao's Primordial Spirit was in his grasp, with Beigong making a pitiful plea, he might as well ask.

Beigong Hao hesitated, not out of concern for the mental method leaking out, since the technique couldn't be mastered overnight. Besides, he only knew the first three realms of the cultivation technique. Even if shared, could others surpass the Chongyue True Temple?

What worried him was whether, after revealing the secret, Zhang Yan would truly spare him.

Zhang Yan wasn't in a rush to press him, waiting for him to decide on his own. At this time, the Mountain and River Child whispered in his ear, "Master, I've already collected the Water Spirit Essence and the Ren Water Essence, but I don't know if Beigong Hao has more on him."

Zhang Yan smiled gently, "Take it slow; I haven't even collected the interest yet."

He raised a hand and threw out the "Nine Capturing Demon Scroll." Once released, like a hungry shark smelling blood, it dashed towards Beigong Hao's corpse, rapidly swirling around, devouring the head and body entirely before flying back into his sleeve.

Upon seeing this, Beigong Hao's Primordial Spirit trembled in fear, recognizing it as a demon dao method. Among the demon dao, there were several means of interrogating Primordial Spirits. No wonder Zhang Yan wasn't hurried, thinking to this point, he dared not hesitate any longer and shouted urgently, "Fellow Daoist, hold your hand! I'm willing to speak, I'm willing!"

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