Chapter 260

Yang Xuan's face was solemn. He just walked out of the cave slowly and didn't speak.

The young man shook his head and didn't care, but said to himself: "it seems that the peeping I felt just now should come from you. However, I'm curious that you are only in the open state and haven't touched the avenue of divine knowledge. How do you peep at me?"

Friars in the Kaiguang period can only barely touch the existence of divine consciousness. Even in the late Kaiguang state, they can only know a little. If they want to use it, they must get the fusion state.

What made him even more strange was that he had sensed that when peeping, he was still nearly 200 meters away from the cave. If Yang Xuan really used his divine sense, the range would be too large.

After all, with his current cultivation, he can only cover a distance of more than 100 meters with divine consciousness.

The young man's eyes kept wandering on Yang Xuan, and his eyes showed the color of meditation.

After a long time, he shook his head, suddenly smiled and said, "it's just an induction. Maybe some elder in the sect is observing. If so, you can be lucky."

"Of course, I, Li Changqing, am not a bully. Generally speaking, I don't care about the affairs of your descendants. However, you, a foreigner, treat my disciples of Wanling sect like this, which really deceives me that there is no one in Wanling sect."

Yang Xuan frowned slightly and said seriously, "it doesn't matter if you want to compete. It doesn't matter if you look for trouble. Taoist friends confuse black and white like this, but it's a little inappropriate."

"I advise you not to be so stubborn."

The young man smiled and shook his head. His hands were always behind him. His face was peaceful. However, Yang Xuan found a haze in the depths of his eyes.

The haze flashed by, which was very difficult to detect, and immediately surprised him.

"It seems that this person is the same as that Li Yu."

The young man looks elegant and peaceful, but he is a man with great intentions. If he fights with him, he will certainly do very hard.

Yang Xuan's mind was highly tense, and the silver shield was eager to try. He was ready to roar out at any time. The red wood sword was injected with a spiritual force by him early, and there was red light flowing on the blade.

With Li Changlin's accomplishments, naturally, he had already discovered Yang Xuan's actions, but he didn't care.

This is absolute self-confidence. It's almost impossible to defeat a monk in the fusion realm with the cultivation in the early stage of Kaiguang realm! It should be said that it is completely impossible.

Don't say defeat. Even if Yang Xuan can persist in his hand for a long time, he is proud enough.

He looked at the little sword on Yang Xuan's waist intentionally or unintentionally, smiled and shook his head: "you are a good magic weapon. There are some children of yinshizong clan. However, the gap in cultivation is here. If you say something good, I am not stingy. Maybe I can forget today's business."

He and Yang Xuan did not mention the reason for the confrontation, but both of them were very clear in their hearts.

With cruel smiles on their faces, Li Yu and the man with Qiu beard stood at the edge of the open space and looked at Yang Xuan as if they were looking at a dead man.

"Taoist friends can really talk and laugh. Is it difficult to do that? Is Guizong acting like this in ordinary days? He has ordinary talent, but his ability to confuse black and white has opened Yang's eyes."

"Taoist friend? What are you, a junior in Kaiguang territory, who dares to call me Taoist friend?"

The smile on the young man's face gradually disappeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous smell emanated from it.

The open space in front of the cave suddenly filled with a powerful pressure, as if an invisible big hand fell from the sky and suppressed here.

Yang Xuan sneered at the corners of his mouth, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Although he was in the center of the pressure, he was strong enough to resist and even remained unchanged. On the contrary, at the edge of the site, Li Yu, who had been unintentionally affected, stepped back for several steps, and his face was a little white.

The young man frowned slightly. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the result. He snorted coldly.

He raised his hand and pressed towards Yang Xuan.

Just such a simple action, the aura between heaven and earth moved, naturally gathered in front of his palm and turned into a psychic arm with a height of one person.

"Kneel down!"

Li Changqing said in a cold voice. His voice was ethereal and without any emotion. The Lingli arm immediately roared towards Yang Xuan with his words.

Yang Xuan stepped back half a step. The red wooden sword, which had been ready for a long time, was shining brightly and rushed out into a red streamer.

Considering the strength gap between the two sides, Yang Xuan did not dare to neglect. He injected a lot of spiritual power into the wooden sword. At the moment, the bright red light scattered on the sword tip of the wooden sword, which was very powerful.

The Lingli arm didn't fall down. While flying, the Lingli pressure on it was still strengthening, as if it was absorbing and accommodating the Lingli between heaven and earth. When it was against Yang Xuan's wooden sword, its power had increased by as much as 34%.

Yang Xuan's face was a little ugly and didn't dare to be careless. A streamer suddenly flew out of his cuff. The silver shield soared into a person's height and lay in front of him.

"Boom!"

One sword and one palm hit each other directly, and the powerful spirit pressure scattered around.

Li Changqing's eyes were cold, and his outstretched right hand was slowly pinched together. The Lingli giant hand also made the same action, but he wanted to trap the wooden sword in it.

However, the red wooden sword itself is not simple. Coupled with the blessing of Li yanjue, it has great power. The hot red light continues to disperse, and the palm of the spirit power fluctuates continuously, as if it would disperse at any time.

Li Changqing's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his right hand suddenly pinched. The palm of the spiritual power was also full of momentum. The spiritual power between heaven and earth quickly gathered in the past and completely covered up the light of the wooden sword.

There was a strange silence in front of the cave.

A moment later.

"Boom!"

Hearing a loud noise, the palm of the spirit power that had completely trapped the wooden sword suddenly burst into pieces and dispersed into countless spirit power between heaven and earth, and the hot red awn flourished again.

The red wooden sword appeared, and the streamer on the sword tip had dissipated more than half, but the overall momentum was better than before. With a flash of negligence, he continued to rush towards Li Changqing.

The sudden change stunned everyone except Yang Xuan.

"This..."

Li Yu exclaimed, looking at the wooden sword that shook the palm of Lingli's hand, and his face was shocked.

He was still very clear about the strength of Li Changqing. He was a real great monk in the fusion realm. Even if it was just a random blow, it was not possible for people in the Kaiguang realm to take over.