If he gets the Wind Spirit Technique again, by merging the two, he might be able to improve his already fast escape technique even more.
With this in mind, Yan Yun stared at Master Le in front of him, with a smile flashing in his eyes.
But seeing himself displaying the wind spirit technique, the man opposite him did not panic, but even smiled.
Such a strange sight made Master Le feel sad, and a trace of panic flashed through his heart.
Immediately, his figure swayed and turned into a black shadow, fleeing into the distance.
"It seems the only way to use it is to use it."
Master Lu Shile's expression changed slightly, and then a cold light surged on his face, and murderous intent surged around his body.
She no longer thought about it and put a bare hand to her chest, spread her fingers apart, and in the sound of a sweet and obscure spell, a ball of green light flew out of the cuff, circled, and landed in the palm of her hand.
The brilliance dimmed, and it turned out to be a bronze oil lamp.
Old and dilapidated, even old and faintly black.
The woman in green shirt glanced at the oil lamp, with a hint of reluctance on her face, and then glanced at Yan Yun fiercely, with a stern look in her eyes.
"This ancient treasure is extraordinary."
Yan Yun stared at the ancient lamp in Master Le's hand and nodded slightly: "This treasure must be destined for me."
Listening to Yan Yun's words, Master Le's jade face sank and he said in a cold voice: "Looking for death."
As he spoke, he opened the mouth of the pool, and a ball of baby fire spurted out from his mouth, spraying on the copper lamp held by one hand.
A little green light slowly lit up on the lamp.
She calmly raised her hand and pinched the green lantern with two jade fingers deftly. A pea-sized lantern appeared between her fingers and was picked up by her dexterous pinch.
"Playing with fire?"
Yan Yun chuckled, and then slowly raised his right hand, and streaks of pale white flames suddenly wrapped around his hand.
"I wonder who is better than me, the Holy Fire of Shura?"
Looking at the flames condensed in front of Yan Yun, Master Le was neither sad nor happy. He held the copper lamp in one hand and the seemingly ordinary cyan lantern in his other hand. He gave Yan Yun a cold look. .
Her beautiful eyes flashed coldly, and she suddenly raised her hand, brought the cyan lantern to the small mouth, and blew it gently.
With a "Puff" sound, the lamp trembled slightly and then disappeared from the female palm in a flash.
The cyan demon flame turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of Yan Yun in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the blue demon flame, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, without any fear, but raised the Shura Holy Fire in his hand.
"Boom!"
As the ear-piercing roar sounded, the Shura Holy Fire turned into a stream of light and hit the blue demonic flames.
The two flames intertwined together, making bursts of harsh roaring sounds.
The powerful flames and high temperatures burst out, even causing the surrounding space to distort.
"How is it possible!"
Ever since he obtained this ancient treasure, Master Le has always been in trouble, often just activating the flames within it.
You can burn monks of the same level.
But when facing the man in front of him, he failed.
Compared with his own ancient treasure, which has a limit on the number of times, the man opposite can hit it casually.
When he thought of the tens of thousands of purple thunder spirit wood swords he owned, a sense of fear swept over him.
You must know that Master Le's copper lamp is no ordinary ancient treasure. Strictly speaking, it is not even the woman's own treasure.
Rather, it is one of the two inherited treasures of the Mulan tribe.
The reason why the woman surnamed Le was able to keep this treasure was not only because she had advanced cultivation and was the number one female magician of the Mulan tribe.
The most important thing is that she has another lofty status that is almost the same as that of the unexpected "Tianlan Saint", and is highly respected by other high-level magicians.
They are the three great masters of the Mulan tribe. When you see her, treat her with courtesy. I didn't dare to show any sign of neglect.
Since this ancient treasure came into her hands, due to some special reasons and the restrictions on the use of the lamp itself. There aren't many times she can use it. I won't use this treasure easily.
Once the specified number of times is exceeded, the treasure must be taken back immediately and wait to be delivered to the next owner who meets the identity.
This shows that the Mulan people attach great importance to this treasure.
However, the most important role of the copper lamp is not to fight with others, but for another special purpose that is extremely important to all Mulan people.
Of course, using this treasure to fight with others will be invincible. The owners who have held this treasure in past generations have used it to kill powerful enemies and refine countless treasures.
Regardless of whether it is an ancient treasure or a magic weapon, as long as it is covered by the cyan flame produced by this lamp, it will never be destroyed.
At this moment, Yan Yun's figure swayed, the wind and thunder wings behind his back flapped hard, and his whole body was quickly surrounded by the sound of roaring thunder.
Wherever it passed, the roaring sound continued.
And when Yan Yun's figure appeared again, he was already in front of Master Le.
Looking at the sudden appearance of Yan Yun, Master Le's eyes widened. Before he could react, Yan Yun had already stretched out his right hand.
An ancient flower basket treasure appeared in his hand.
A ray of white light flew straight towards the copper lamp at lightning speed. The white clouds flashed and the lamp was instantly caught in the light.
Then after circling, the white light whistled, and then landed steadily in Yan Yun's hands.
Yan Yun looked at the ancient treasure flower basket in his hand, with a smile on his lips: "Not bad, not bad."
Seeing this scene, Master Le "swiped" his face and turned extremely pale for an instant. Then he showed a look of shock and anger, and angrily shouted: "Give me back the precious lantern."
"Childish."
Yan Yun chuckled lightly, then glanced at Master Le: "I happen to be very interested in your Mulan spiritual art. How about you become my maid and teach me your spiritual art?"
"You're dreaming."
And just as Yan Yun finished speaking, a figure suddenly rushed from outside.
Yan Yun looked sideways and saw that the person coming was the old man named Ma. He immediately turned his head and shouted at Yan Yun in panic:
"Fellow Daoist Yan, run quickly. The Mulan people's master is here, and fellow Daoist Lu has been killed. It will be too late if you don't leave."
This person turned out to be the old man surnamed Ma, but at this moment his hair was disheveled, one arm was missing, and he had a look of panic on his face.
"The Mulan Master?"
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. In the original plot, this person would come, but he didn't come so fast.
Master Mulan refers to the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Only monks in the late Nascent Soul stage are worthy of being called divine masters.
To Yan Yun today, the late Nascent Soul cultivators are no threat at all.
If it were an ordinary monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he would naturally have no choice but to run away.
Although the late Nascent Soul cultivators are extremely powerful, in front of Yan Yun, they can be defeated without using the wind and thunder body.
If he is ruthless, it will be easy to kill him.
At the same time, the monk surnamed Ma didn't even dare to speak any more. Instead, his whole body turned into a white light, and he planned to run away into the distance, not daring to stay for a moment.
But at this moment, a faint male voice came.
"It's too late. I have already found this place. I gave up an arm just now to allow you to escape. This time, I will see what other secret techniques you can use."
"Isn't it possible that the other arm was also made into a stand-in puppet? If that's the case, I would really admire you."
At this moment, a man in white suddenly appeared on the field, staring at the monk surnamed Ma, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.
"Eh? Isn't this our Mulan's Yuanming Lantern?"
His figure paused, and his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the Yuan Ming Lantern in Yan Yun's hand: "I didn't expect that there is actually a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk here."
"Master, please be careful, this person is very strange, don't be careless."
Seeing the appearance of the divine master, Master Le could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickly spoke to remind him.
"Hmph, you actually dare to touch the inherited treasure of our Mulan people. Is this something you can touch?" He stared at Yan Yun, snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and a silver hand cut through the air and moved towards Yan Yun. Caught it.
"Noisy!"
Yan Yun looked at the oncoming silver giant hand, snorted coldly, and slowly raised his right hand.
A red-gold divine thunder quickly surged out of his hand.
The red-gold divine thunder quickly changed its appearance, and finally formed a red-gold dragon, which struck together with the silver giant hand.
Bing Huoyang's thunder power was extraordinary, and in just a moment, it smashed the silver hand into pieces.
"How is it possible!"
The divine master's eyes widened, a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then spiritual power continued to pour out of his body.
Several silver giant hands condensed again and intertwined with the red-gold ball of Binghuo Yanglei.
"Boom!"
What followed was a huge roar.
Both of them disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had never appeared before.
"Sure enough, there are some tricks."
The divine master licked his lips, looked at Yan Yun, and murmured.
"Should I kill him or not?"
Compared to the noisy divine master, Yan Yun touched his chin, but he was thinking about whether to kill him here.
But if he dies here, the Mulan people will know that there is an extra Nascent Soul monk in Tiannan who can rival the divine master.
Will the invasion change?
Isn't it that I have done so much just to attract the Xuantian Immortal Vine? Otherwise, why would I go to such trouble?
With this in mind, Yan Yun smiled and said: "Forget it, I will spare your life today, but I like the music guru behind you very much, so I will take him away."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind and thunder wings behind Yan Yun gently fanned and turned into a stream of light, quickly dissipating in place.
And when Yan Yun's figure appeared again, he was already behind Master Le.
"Hmm!"
Master Le only had time to let out a whimper before his neck was pinched by Yan Yun.
With Yan Yun's powerful strength, he pinched Master Le as easily as he pinched a chicken.
Then the Thunder Wings stirred up again.
The whole body turned into a blue-purple shadow and disappeared from the place.
The escape technique was so fast that even Divine Master Mulan didn't have time to react.
All he could do was watch Yan Yun speed away into the distance.
Also disappearing with this were Master Le and the ancient lamps of the Mulan people.
Yan Yun was extremely fast and flew for several days.
Finally we came to a steep mountain wall.
Yan Yun looked at Master Le in his arms, who had already fainted.
His whole body was shrouded in the power of wind and thunder, and his aura was blocked, not revealing the slightest bit.
Soon, a bare mountain wall appeared in front of us.
"Just stay here."
Looking at the mountain wall in front of him, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and the mountain wall shattered, and then a deep cave appeared.
Yan Yun turned into a shadow and quickly escaped into it.
As Yan Yun entered it, a formation was quickly deployed.
At the same time, a formation light curtain completely enveloped the entire cave. Looking from the outside, nothing strange could be seen.
There were no people in the ravine.
With a flash of figure, Yan Yun entered and sat down cross-legged.
With a "pop", Yan Yun threw Master Le directly in front of him.
As Yan Yun exerted his strength, Master Le let out a cry and slowly opened his eyes.
Yan Yun looked at Master Le, and then slowly raised his right hand.
A dazzling blue-purple jade sword quickly disappeared into Master Le's eyebrows.
With the control of the purple jade sword, Master Le's life and death are all his own.
"Hand over all the spiritual arts you know."
Yan Yun glanced at Master Le in front of him and spoke calmly.
Listening to Yan Yun's words, Master Le frowned slightly, but soon discovered something abnormal in his body.
"What did you do to me?"
"Nothing done!"
Yan Yun waved his hand gently and said calmly: "I just left something on you."
"Now your life and death depend on my thoughts."
After listening to Yan Yun's words, Master Yue's face hardened. He stared at Hui Yan Yun and angrily shouted: "Kill me."
"You don't have to do this!"
Yan Yun chuckled: "You Mulan people are bound to fail this time and will eventually be annexed by the sudden people."
Yan Yun is familiar with the plot. In the original work, the Mulan people's plan failed, and the other side of the battlefield was also defeated by the Tutu people.
In the end, the Mulan people were swallowed up by the Tubul people, and the entire Mulan grassland was owned by the Tubul people.
"How is it possible!"
Master Le's eyes widened with disbelief.
After all, the Mulan people had already made countless plans for this trip south.
But in Yan Yun's mouth, it seemed that there was no hope at all.
"Nothing is impossible."
Yan Yun chuckled and said: "If you are willing to pass on your spiritual skills to me, I may be able to help you Mulan people when they are in danger of genocide."
"..."
Soon, Master Le fell silent. In his opinion, Yan Yun did have extremely powerful means, and he might not know how powerful he would grow to be in the future.
"Okay, I can teach you some spiritual skills."
……
Unknowingly, half a year has passed.
Yan Yun is still in the heart of the mountain and has not yet come out.
But at this time, the outside world was even more turbulent and ever-changing.
A life-and-death battle between monks and magicians is about to break out.
What made him even more unexpected was that the name of Yanyun of the Hidden Moon Sect was already famous in both the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World and the army of magicians.
Any high-level monk or sorcerer, upon hearing his name, will immediately think of the magical power and strength of the mid-stage Nascent Soul Killer, and will not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.
And all of this is just what happened in the past six months.
After the Battle of Huanglong Mountain that day, the three great masters of Mulan took the lead in taking action.
It only took half a month for the army of magicians to unexpectedly advance to the foot of Tiantian City. (End of chapter)