Chapter 82

Where the gaze reached.

One could see a large, scorched-yellow banana leaf suspended in the deepest part of the clouds, and on that leaf, two people were standing at this moment.

One of them was a middle-aged man of about forty, with a round, fat, and kind face, a stout figure, and two small mustaches on his lips. There was a clear aura circling his crown, and one look told you he was an Immortal Dao cultivator; the banana leaf was his talisman artifact.

Seeing Chen Hang looking over, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank slightly, and then he retreated behind his companion without changing his expression, protecting himself behind him.

And the other one.

Was the one who spoke earlier, calling himself Yuan Yangsheng.

He was a heroic youth with an extraordinary demeanor.

He wore a scarlet Dharma robe, no crown on his head, his full head of black hair draped down, his two ink-black eyebrows were thick, his eyes were like bright stars, deep and profound.

Added to the fact that this youth was already tall and straight, with a handsome face, and when his eyes opened and closed, cold electricity darted out, he had an intimidating aura, like a mountain peak pressing down, extremely oppressive!

"Gujie Heaven, Gang-Sha Martial Dao?"

After hearing Chen Hang's words, Yuan Yangsheng's wanton and arrogant demeanor restrained slightly.

He raised his eyebrows, looked Chen Hang up and down a few times, and suddenly sighed deeply, saying:

"You Daoist indeed have some insight. Good! Very good! Unlike those Immortal Dao cultivators I met earlier, who were all extremely stupid! They actually thought I was practicing the mundane martial arts of the Xudu Heaven? Every word they said meant to slight me, arrogant and conceited! It made one very unhappy!

If it weren't for my gentle and honest nature, I would have stripped them down to their underwear long ago, and would never have allowed them to leave with thirty percent of their harvest."

He gave Chen Hang a thumbs up, pulled the corners of his mouth happily, and grinned:

"In view of your good insight, after I win against you later, can you bring it yourself?"

"You said the Immortal Dao cultivators you met earlier were all extremely stupid? This clearly includes me in the scolding!"

On the same banana leaf, the middle-aged man hiding behind Yuan Yangsheng was a bit unhappy:

"Kid, watch your mouth!"

"Old Hu, you actually look like you're not very smart either..."

Yuan Yangsheng rolled his eyes:

"Did you recognize that what I practice is the Gang-Sha Martial Dao of the Gujie Heaven?

When we first met just now, you clearly said first that I was practicing the Heavenly Human Martial Arts of the West. Seeing me shake my head, you said it was Divine Demon Martial Arts, Three Treasures Martial Arts, Shakya Martial Arts... You guessed four or five times in a row and didn't guess that I was walking the path of Gang-Sha."

"It's thanks to you, Old Hu, being sensible now and not being an instructor anymore, otherwise with your insight—"

Yuan Yangsheng shook his head:

"I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to mix a hot meal while begging."

The middle-aged man's face turned black, the flesh on his fat face twitched several times, and he wished he could put away the banana leaf underneath and simply throw Yuan Yangsheng to his death.

"The Gang-Sha Martial Dao of the Gujie Heaven is also the orthodox transmission of the Great Dao received by the Mystic Tribulation. This poor Daoist naturally has heard of it."

Chen Hang watched their actions with cold eyes and said faintly:

"However, I have no grudges against you, fellow Daoist, and this is our first meeting. Why must you insist on competing with this poor Daoist?"

"Making friends through martial arts is a great pleasure in Yuan's life. Why must you retreat, Daoist?"

Yuan Yangsheng said:

"Being able to operate a mid-grade talisman artifact at the Qi Cultivation realm, I see you are also a person of character. Don't you want to try it yourself?

What is the difference between the Gang-Sha Martial Dao and your orthodox Immortal Dao?"

The Great Thousand World, ten thousand heavens and ten thousand Daos, immeasurable and as numerous as dust and sand—

The Gang-Sha Martial Dao of the Gujie Heaven is one of them.

This path is different from Immortal Dao cultivation—

First, one must nourish blood, strengthen qi, refine tendons, change bones, exchange marrow, then gather Earth Sha, condense Heavenly Gang, nourish intent to build the origin, forge with water and fire, and finally excavate the Divine Wheel Great Treasury to suppress the Heavenly Heart of Creation.

And the strongest among these martial artists are honored as "Venerables". Their blood and qi are boiling without limit. Releasing a wisp at will can easily burn the stars and moon, and steam the seas and marshes!

Their inconceivable means can even move the great millstone of the chaotic universe, open the heavens and earth! And reshape the cycle of the heavens!

And if one wants to make a comparison in other Mystic Tribulation Great Daos.

These Venerables in martial arts—

Are the Dao Lords in Immortal Dao, Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, Great Sages in the Demon Clan, Perfected People in Human Dao, Divine Lords in Divine Dao, and Heavenly Kings in Heavenly Human Outer Dao!

Although this martial artist named Yuan Yangsheng cannot support his body, get rid of the shackles of the earth's magnetic field, and fly in the sky.

Clearly, he is still some distance away from gathering Earth Sha into his body.

But watching his blood and qi rolling, every bone under his skin was bright and brilliant. When his aura rose, there was faintly the sound of tigers roaring and dragons chanting. Even standing still in the world, he shook the clouds and qi in all directions.

Like a rock of Vajra, he gave people a feeling of majesty, extremely oppressive!

This martial arts realm, even if it is not marrow-exchanging, is bone-changing.

Chen Hang's eyes flickered slightly, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

Gang-Sha Martial Dao—

This kind of Great Dao True Law that is different from Immortal Dao was told to him by Wei Lingjiang, otherwise he would never have seen through Yuan Yangsheng's disguise.

Gujie Heaven and Xudu Heaven are separated by I don't know how many cosmic voids; they are different heavenly worlds... Like this kind of other-heavenly Dharma Dao, in the Dao books he read, there would not be too much mention, at most just a name. If one wants to delve into the details, one must read those extremely ancient historical records and classics to understand the general idea.

Out of curiosity, Chen Hang had once questioned Wei Lingjiang, so he had gained some knowledge.

The Gang-Sha Martial Dao in this Gujie Heaven is different from other martial arts branches that can prove the ultimate realm.

It is not only different from the Heavenly Human Martial Arts of the Heavenly Human Outer Dao, but also very different from the Divine Demon Martial Arts, Innate Martial Arts, Three Treasures Martial Arts, and Shakya Martial Arts.

The most important point of the Gang-Sha Martial Dao lies in the two words "Gang" and "Sha".

First gather Earth Sha, then condense Heavenly Gang—

Only by gathering Earth Sha into the body, combining it with one's own blood and qi, and refining it into Sha Qi, can this path's cultivators get rid of the shackles of the earth's magnetic field and use Sha Qi as a guide to display various martial arts divine abilities!

The previous realms of nourishing blood, strengthening qi, refining tendons, exchanging marrow, etc., although they are tempering tendons and bones and grinding blood and qi, can make this path's cultivators possess infinite terrifying power, and their shells are sturdy to the extreme.

But whether one can gather Earth Sha into the body is still a huge dividing ridge—

"This person's body is heavy and still needs the help of Immortal Dao talisman artifacts to fly in the high sky. Clearly, his blood and qi have not yet turned into Sha Qi, so he is not to be feared..."

Chen Hang narrowed his eyes, summoned the Thunder Fire Thunderbolt Pearl, secretly held it in his sleeve, and turned to the male cultivator of the Blood Lotus Sect, thinking slightly.

This Yuan Yangsheng also has an Immortal Dao cultivator companion. Looking at his aura, he is also around the eighth layer of Qi Cultivation.

If they fight later, it will be difficult to avoid being besieged by the two of them, and he must also guard against the Blood Lotus Sect male cultivator falling into the trap and participating.

In this way.

It is a situation of one against three...

In this stiff and stagnant atmosphere, the auras of Yuan Yangsheng and Chen Hang were locked on each other, just waiting for the other to show a slight flaw, and they wanted to strike a thunderous blow!

And at this time.

The Bai He Cave disciple with a broken arm showed a look of struggle. After hesitating for a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and patted the white crane under him heavily, moving toward Chen Hang's side.

"You fighting them three alone, I'm afraid it's not easy. Although I have a broken arm, I can help you entangle them a little..."

As this Bai He Cave disciple moved, all eyes in the field gathered on him.

His body trembled, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quietly sent a voice transmission:

"This poor Daoist is Zhou Tong of the Bai He Cave. This junior brother, if you really can't beat them, let's slip away together, it's not shameful!"

To leave Huaiwu Cave, one needs to deliberately divide one's mind to communicate with the spirit. This process takes at least a dozen breaths, and at most, even half a cup of tea.

Zhou Tong had just been chased like a stray dog; if he were a moment slower, he would have been split in two. Where would he have the time to divide his mind?

He had long wanted to escape in his heart, but he felt that this action was really too shameful and violated his usual conduct. After hesitating several times, he helplessly stood by Chen Hang.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong, please leave quickly, I can delay them for you."

Regarding Zhou Tong's persuasion, Chen Hang just shook his head and laughed lightly.

And on the other side.

The Blood Lotus Sect male cultivator saw this scene and suddenly laughed coldly.

He raised his blood light, smiled and approached Yuan Yangsheng, cupped his hands, but before he could speak, he was impatiently interrupted by Yuan Yangsheng.

"What kind of filthy low-class goods are you, and you deserve to talk to me? I hate you demonic evildoers the most in my life. If it weren't for my elder brother saving me, I would have been blood-sacrificed by you people of the Demonic Sect long ago!"

He looked back and said: "Old Hu, this grandson will be handed over to you, don't let him escape!"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Return two percent of your vital essence!"

"Really?"

"When have I ever lied to anyone!"

"Deal!"

The middle-aged man behind Yuan Yangsheng instantly beamed with joy. He spat out a mouthful, and another cloud of mist was born, trembling and carrying Yuan Yangsheng's figure.

At the same time, he pinched a spell, and the scorched-yellow banana leaf under his feet grew with the wind, like an acre of yellow clouds, pressing down on the Blood Lotus Sect male cultivator!

The Blood Lotus Sect male cultivator's expression changed greatly. Before he could say anything, he hurriedly took out a black iron plate from his sleeve and threw it away. In an instant, dozens of fierce and evil smoke surged up, emitting a miserable sound of divine suffering and ghost wailing!

"Actually want to fight me one-on-one?"

Seeing this scene, there was a hint of surprise on Chen Hang's face.

"This Xiao Xiao Shixiong from Bai He Cave, please retreat further, I alone am enough to handle it."

He said to Zhou Tong beside him.

And at this time.

The cloud carrying Yuan Yangsheng was also constantly descending.

Finally, only twenty or thirty zhang from the ground, Yuan Yangsheng leaped down with a "Boom", smashing into a large pit, dust and sand rising!

Just half a moment!

In that dust and sand, a figure suddenly flew over, five fingers spread, each step crossing several zhang, his whole body's blood and qi naturally released, as if carrying the Heavenly Gang!

But before Yuan Yangsheng could get close, a flying sword also shot over like a cold star. Its speed was extremely fast, instantly piercing through his released blood and qi, heading straight for his brow!

With a "Puchi" sound, in this hair-breadth moment, Yuan Yangsheng's spine twisted like a snake, bending into a strange arc, barely avoiding this strike.

He used a martial arts method, his palms shining with golden light, as if carved from refined gold, flawless, and faintly it seemed that thousands of shouts of killing were coming from the void!

Boom!

The airflow vibrated and exploded, roaring like thunder!

Yuan Yangsheng opened his hands, like a long dragon probing its claws. The moment the Qinglü Sword slashed empty, he wanted to grasp it in his hand and suppress its movement.

But when they touched, the light on the Qinglü Sword just surged, and it actually shook Yuan Yangsheng's hands open like tearing silk, leaving countless fine blood marks on his palms.

If he hadn't retracted in time, I'm afraid even a few fingers would have been sliced off!

"Hmm?"

This move, which was usually successful, had fallen into a disadvantage. Yuan Yangsheng gave a light sound of surprise, his blood and qi rolled over his palms slightly, and the cracks in his palms healed as before.

Different from before when killing the Gu Diao.

Facing this martial artist Yuan Yangsheng, Chen Hang did not have the intention of tempering his sword moves, so he naturally exerted his full strength, bringing the power of the Qinglü Sword to the extreme!

"Can even break the 'Wuqu Scattered Hands' taught by my elder brother with one sword? You Daoist are indeed extraordinary!"

Yuan Yangsheng was stunned first, then overjoyed:

"They all say that your orthodox Immortal Dao is the most noble Dharma tradition among the ten thousand heavens and ten thousand Daos, but unfortunately, those I met before were all trash. You are very good! Very good! Fighting you is not in vain for my special trip!"

Chen Hang didn't talk much to him, just pressed his hand virtually, and the flying sword broke through the clouds and air again, carrying a cold killing intent, and slashed down toward Yuan Yangsheng.

"Well come!"

Yuan Yangsheng laughed wildly toward the sky, his body stepped forward heavily like an angry dragon, his bones made a crackling sound like frying beans, his right hand swung out, and he smashed a heavy punch directly at the flying sword!

The airflow within a few zhang rippled like water waves!

And after the Qinglü Sword cut open half of Yuan Yangsheng's arm, it could not advance any further, being stuck by his dragon-elephant-like bones, emitting a trembling sound.

"Die!"

Yuan Yangsheng opened his left hand and grasped a large beast-faced ring saber. He held the saber in his hand and slashed down heavily at the stuck Qinglü Sword, but after a sharp sound of metal clashing, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Under this slash.

Not only was the Qinglü Sword unharmed, but there were several nicks on his own large saber...

"Even if a martial arts cultivator can regrow severed limbs, how much blood and qi can you use to heal?"

Chen Hang pointed his fingers, and the Qinglü Sword retreated. With just a shake of the sword body, it shredded the flesh and blood of Yuan Yangsheng's severed arm into blood foam.

Immediately, it flew out again, the cold light piercing the skin, forcing its way toward Yuan Yangsheng's eyes and other vital parts!

"Don't worry, although my blood and qi are not much, it is enough to hold on until I defeat you!"

Yuan Yangsheng operated his martial arts, regrew his severed arm, solemnly danced the beast-faced ring saber in front of his chest, and used a very high-level saber technique.

For a time, there were saber shadows everywhere, and the Qinglü Sword slashed down several times, but was steadily blocked, guarded airtight.

Neither side held back. After fighting with full force for several incense sticks, Chen Hang hadn't done anything yet, but Yuan Yangsheng couldn't help but start frowning.

He let out a low shout, threw out the large beast-faced ring saber that had been broken in half, and forced the Qinglü Sword away in mid-air.

At the same time, taking advantage of this gap, he seized the opportunity to operate the blood and qi in his chest and abdomen according to the acupoints, healing the wounds all over his body.

"No, I have to bring out my real skills, otherwise I'm afraid I'll lose if I keep fighting... My weapons are broken, my clothes are ruined, how miserable! That Daoist is floating in big sleeves, looking like he is not stained with dust, which makes one's teeth ache!"

Yuan Yangsheng's thoughts turned rapidly.

The Qinglü Sword flew over again. He made up his mind and naturally was not in a hurry, just lighting up a fierce red light from his chest, and out of thin air, he nailed the flying sword in mid-air, unable to move.

But before Yuan Yangsheng could take the next step, Chen Hang took advantage of this moment to flick the Thunder Fire Thunderbolt Pearl he had been holding in his sleeve!

Only a loud sound like a golden mountain collapsing and a jade pillar falling suddenly erupted!

Yuan Yangsheng was hit by this pearl and could no longer maintain the martial arts that restrained the flying sword. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through a small mound, breaking several ribs, and spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

"Not good..."

Yuan Yangsheng secretly called it bad in his heart.

In mid-air, he twisted his body, punched down, and hit the Thunder Fire Thunderbolt Pearl, making it wail and fly backward more than ten zhang away.

But before he could stabilize his decline, the Qinglü Sword, having lost its restraint, let out a clear chime, pierced through the long sky like a shooting star, and pierced a bucket-sized blood hole in his chest! Through and through!

"Puff..."

Yuan Yangsheng's face turned pale, his whole body's aura was chaotic, and several mouthfuls of blood were spat out, almost kneeling on the ground.

Looking at this scene.

Not far away, the middle-aged man who was fighting the Blood Lotus Sect male cultivator shook his hands, revealing a look of shock.

"This flying sword is already the limit of a mid-grade talisman artifact. He is only a Qi Cultivator. Besides the flying sword, how can he operate another mid-grade talisman artifact? Is his Embryonic Breathing endless?!"

And while Yuan Yangsheng was spitting blood miserably.

Chen Hang pinched a spell again. This time, the flying sword pierced straight down like a shocking rainbow sweeping the sky, wanting to behead Yuan Yangsheng and nail him to death on the spot!

"... As expected, it is the most noble Dharma tradition among the ten thousand heavens and ten thousand Daos. I underestimated you, an orthodox Immortal Dao cultivator, and almost capsized."

Yuan Yangsheng murmured and slowly stood up.

Regarding the wounds on his body and the flying sword attacking from above, he looked like he didn't care at all.

He just closed his eyes, chanted in a low voice, and gently wiped his hand in front of his eyes.

"Not good! You seem to be in trouble!"

At this time, inside the Universe Bag, Ancestor Fu Can, who had been watching the show happily, suddenly jumped up and shouted in a voice transmission:

"Heavenly Eye! It's the Heavenly Eye! The kid actually opened the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye?!"

Hum!!!

The flying sword was only a few fingers away from Yuan Yangsheng's head, but it could not advance even half an inch, frozen in mid-air by a vast and invisible power, like an object sealed in amber.

Under the sword tip.

Yuan Yangsheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chen Hang with incomparable solemnity.

His pupils were pure white at this moment, without any impurities, like a martial sage who had existed for eternity, opening his eyes and looking down at the world under the clouds.

Chen Hang's heart sank, he raised his aura, and waited solemnly.

And after a few looks, the expression on Yuan Yangsheng's face suddenly stiffened. He turned his eyes in surprise and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"No! Your blood and qi—"

Two-in-one