Chapter 62: The Power of the Copper Bell!

  Under the crazy drive of spiritual power without counting loss, two golden flying swords shone brightly.

  Although he had cultivated both wood and gold spiritual energy, Chu Yan's current strength was comparable to that of a tenth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining stage. However, the Golden Robe Elder was a thirteenth-level cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection stage of the Qi Refining period, and had been cultivating for many years. The depth of his spiritual energy was far beyond what Chu Yan could match.

  "Dong dong!"

  Four items were constantly colliding fiercely in the air, and the Dragon Turtle Shield was still holding its own thanks to the extreme durability of the top-grade artifact, but the Fire Qilin Knife was already somewhat struggling to counterattack.

  However, Chu Yan's methods were limited to competing in spiritual power? Of course not!

  "You old undead who has cultivated for decades dare to compare your spiritual power with mine? You really have the face!"

  Chu Yan let out a cold shout and suddenly accelerated on the ground, while his hands continuously pointed at the air.

  The golden-robed old man drove the flying boat, which was not very high from the ground, about twenty meters away, and was still within Chu Yan's attack range. Chu Yan circled around with a circular motion below him, and dozens of water balls flew out from all sides to strike the air.

  Low-level four-pattern technique: Exploding Water Ball!

  "Instant Magic?"

  An unusual glint flashed in the eyes of the old man in golden robes. Anyone who could cast spells instantly was undoubtedly a person with extremely strong comprehension of magic.

  "You think you can defeat me with just a few low-level Four-Stripe Water Ball techniques? How absurd!"

  The golden-robed old man was a cultivator of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, but he had not yet grasped the instantaneous release of magic. However, in battle, he only followed the principle that the winner is king.

  Having been in the Qi Refining stage for decades and being the oldest senior of Qianbao Building, Jinpao's foundation was still very rich.

  Only to see the golden-robed old man slap his waist, dozens of golden talismans flew out from his money bag, and in the blink of an eye, a golden light screen spread out. The next moment, dozens of golden light palms condensed and emerged.

  Lower Grade Four-Patterned Talisman: Golden Palm Talisman

  The next moment, the golden light palm met those water balls one by one.

  "What?"

  In the astonished gaze of the Golden Robed Elder, dozens of water balls exploded loudly, and those golden light shields were blasted into a sheet of light.

  The old man in golden robes couldn't understand why the clearly four-patterned Water Ball Technique suddenly exploded.

  However, Rong could not help but think of the old man in golden robes:

  A solid azure light beam suddenly struck the flying boat.

  Low-level Eight Trigrams Technique: Xuan Feng Water Fist

  The old man in the golden robe was standing in the flying boat, and he was hit so hard that he was dizzy. He couldn't believe how fast Chu Yan's magic was, and before he knew it, he had suffered a great loss.

  "Boom!"

  Chu Yan grasped the golden bronze bell in his hand and let out a loud roar.

  "Dong dong..."

  A golden sound wave that was almost substantial spread out rapidly into the air!

  "Hmm..."

  The extremely ear-piercing sound of copper bells exploded in the mind of the golden-robed old man.

  "Ah!"

  Under the sudden and unexpected attack, the old man in golden robe was hit again. He only felt a severe piercing pain in his ears, but Li was even more unbearable, two blood columns flowed out from his ears, and he was directly stunned unconscious.

  "Flaming Reindeer Blade, return!"

  At this time, the golden-robed old man's control over the golden flying sword was already extremely weak, and Chu Yan shouted loudly to recall the Huilin knife and fly into the sky.

  "You little brat, I'll kill you!"

  In the sky, the old man in golden robes recovered from the severe pain in his ears and immediately let out a lifetime of angry roars, but below him, there was no sign of Chu Yan's figure.

  "Get out of here!"

  An icy voice that was extremely cold sounded beside the old man in golden robes, and the old man subconsciously turned his head around. What entered his eyes was a massive fist wrapped with white bones on half of its surface, with each small bone spike being sharp to an extreme degree.

  "Ah!"

  With a mighty punch, he struck the golden-robed elder's abdomen with a loud crash, and as the sound of shattering bones spread out, the golden-robed elder was directly knocked off the flying boat, plummeting downwards at high speed.

  "Back!"

  The golden-robed elder, despite being caught off guard and suffering consecutive injuries, was after all a cultivator in the Great Circle of Qi Refining. At this moment, enduring the intense pain in his abdomen, he rapidly recalled his flying sword.

  A golden flying sword flew in from the sky, and an old man in a golden robe descended upon it.

  "Boom!"

  A golden airship in the sky lost control and crashed to the ground with a loud bang.

  Chu Yan took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from his savings bag, and suddenly gulped down a large mouthful, slowly falling from the air.

  Chu Yan looked at the old man in golden robe with a faint smile and recalled all his magical instruments.

  The old man in the golden robe had a bloody mess on his abdomen, with white bones faintly visible. His face was extremely gloomy and he spoke viciously: "It's my fault, kid! Today you'll witness my true power! You can go die now!"

  The old man in golden robes let out a loud roar, and from his waist flew two golden swords.

  "Go!"

  Golden robe inner spiritual power rapidly burning, four golden light swords radiating angrily towards Chu Yan's rapid stab.

  The golden-robed old man finally made his killer move, and as a cultivator of the Great Circle of Qi Refining, his spiritual sense was twice that of an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator.

  Ordinary practitioners in the Qi-refining stage can at most control two magical instruments simultaneously, while Jinpao Laoren can control four magical instruments under such a strong divine sense. Four flying swords come out, and many Qi-refining stage practitioners will be killed by the sword.

  "It's all over!"

  Chu Yan gritted his teeth and poured almost half a bottle of spiritual liquid into his mouth. The spiritual energy ignited rapidly.

  P.S: Got it, Xiaoyi was very satisfied with yesterday's results. Hope everyone will continue to support Xiaoyi, thank you!