Chapter 79: Without a divine root, don't even think about entering the Tai Huang Sect!

  In Feng Nan's words, there was a hint of disdain that was evident. This disdain was not spat out from his mouth, but rather emanated deeply from within his bones.

  How can an ordinary person enter our immortal's cave mansion?

  What arrogance! What disdain!

  Yi Chu's expression changed upon hearing this, but he didn't say anything. However, just because Yi Chu didn't speak, it didn't mean others wouldn't. When Li Yingqiong heard Feng Nan speaking like that, her expression suddenly changed. A layer of frost instantly appeared on her delicate face.

  "Who says Yidage is an ordinary person? This time I came to Haotian Mountain, I wanted Auntie to take in Yidage and become a disciple of the Xian Dao." As Li Yingqiong spoke, she tightly grasped Yi Chu's hand.

  "Haha, Li Shimei, as your senior brother, I advise you to stop making this kind of joke. Although his current martial arts skills are not bad, wanting to enter the Taihuang Gate is absolutely impossible! A person without a spiritual root, he fundamentally cannot break through the boundaries of innate talent." Feng Nan Yi's demeanor was still as elegant as ever, but the words that came out were sharp and hurtful.

  No immortal roots, can't cultivate the pre-heaven. Through Wang Luo and others' Taoist books, Yi Chu also knew a thing or two about this immortal root. Because he had no immortal roots, wanting to achieve the pre-heaven there was only one way, that is to cultivate the demonic path.

  Compared to Hei Chu's calmness, Li Yingqiong seemed particularly excited. She glared fiercely at Feng Nan and said: "You're talking nonsense! I'll hand over the Dengxian token to Big Brother Yi right now and let him become a disciple of Taihuamen."

  "Ascend to the Immortal Realm? Li Shimei, even if you let him join our Taihuang Sect, he can only become a miscellaneous disciple. What's the point of doing this?" Feng Nan said with disdain, his mouth curling up slightly more.

  At this time, he seemed to have finally found a way to deal with Yi Chu. After persuading Li Yingqiong with bitter words, he looked at Yi Chu lightly and said: "This Mr. Yi, since you don't have that good fortune, then just take care of yourself. You've already sent Li Shimei here, your task is considered complete. Here are two orange-yellow pills, consider them the reward for this trip."

  A small jade bottle was suddenly thrown over by Feng Nan. Facing the falling small jade bottle, Yi Chu coldly smiled and didn't even stretch out his hand.

  The small jade bottle smashed heavily to the ground, shattering into two pieces. Two orange-yellow pills rolled around on the ground. Feng Nan was clearly not expecting Yi Chu to reject his gift, and the broken jade bottle seemed to mock him silently with its shattered "mouth".

  "You ungrateful thing, Master Dao bestowed something upon you and you dare not accept it. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know the height of heaven and the thickness of earth!" Feng Nan's face turned red with rage, and as his hand gestured, a dazzling beam of light shot out from behind him.

  "It's Flying Sword, it's indeed Flying Sword!"

  Those astonishing figures in the jianghu, at this moment saw Feng Nan Yi actually use his flying sword, one by one they were shocked. Their eyes were filled with eager gazes, hoping that Feng Nan Yi could kill this blood demon who kills without blinking an eye with just one sword!

  "What do you want to do? Feng Nan Yi, I'm telling you, if you dare hurt Yee Da Ge even a little bit, I'll never let you off!" Li Ying Qiong shouted loudly as she drew out her flying sword.

  "Are you a man? If so, why are you hiding behind a woman's back and letting her speak on your behalf?" Feng Nan sneered at Yi Chu with biting sarcasm.

  "Feng Nan, you're a good man, but using a flying sword to bully me, a mortal? I'll tell you, even with that sword, I'm not so easy to bully!" Yi Chu slowly released Li Yingqiong's hand and took a slow step forward. As he stepped out, a fierce and murderous aura burst forth from his body!

  "Hmph, to deal with a frog at the bottom of the well like you, I don't need to use my flying sword. You're not bad at martial arts, are you? Well, today I'll let you see the difference between an ordinary person and a cultivator!"

  Feng Nan spoke, and with a flick of his wrist, his flying sword shot out like lightning, piercing the mountain rock hundreds of feet away. As they watched in awe, the flying sword vanished into the stone, leaving all the Jianghu people stunned and speechless!

  What would happen if Feng Nan was commanding the flying sword to attack himself?

  "Feng Xianren slays the Blood Demon, avenging his fellow martial artists!"

  "Feng Xianren's magical powers are unmatched, this Blood Demon is no match for you at all! Don't show any mercy!"

  The chaotic cheers rose again, like a tsunami. Fēng Nán seemed to be enjoying this sound, he coldly stared at Yì Chǔ, thinking that this time I will give you a big lesson, so that you know, I, a cultivator, am not someone who can be offended by an ordinary person!

  "Alright, let's cut the crap! Let's compare!" With a cold laugh, Yi Chu suddenly rose into the air, his palm waving between, endless killing intent directly enveloped Feng Nan. As Yi Chu waved his hands, the demonic cloud's massive grasping force tore towards Feng Nan.

  Feng Nan Yi gazed at the palm shadows filling the sky, and his disdainful expression intensified. At this moment, he had already broken through to the Cong Qi realm, a high-level cultivator who had transcended the mortal realm. Only an Eighth-Grade peak cultivator like Yi Chu was not even worthy of being considered by him!

  A palm wind shot out from the waving of his hand, directly towards the vast expanse of palm shadows that Easy Chu had summoned! This palm strike was full of power, but there wasn't a shred of technique to be seen.

  Xian Dao disciples, focus on cultivating their inner power and ignore the physical body. They don't even bother with martial arts techniques. To them, all techniques in the martial world are trash. As long as they have their Xian method, control over magical artifacts, and flying swords, no matter how good your technique is, it can be shattered instantly. Spending time cultivating martial skills is just a waste of time.

  Feng Nan Yi had already reached the Condensation Period, his innate True Qi had been cultivated to perfection. This True Qi was a level higher than True Strength. In his opinion, as long as he made a move, no matter what technique Yi Chu used, it would be useless.

  Facing Feng Nan Yi's seemingly clumsy yet powerful palm, Yi Chu coldly laughed and his body flashed, instantly transforming into three figures. The Splitting Light Sword Technique was incredibly swift, splitting not only the sword but also his body, making it seem to others as if he had split apart.

  "Slap!" Feng Nan was still unclear where Yi Chu was when he suddenly received a severe slap in the face!

  Although his innate true energy had already formed, the force of Yi Chu's slap on his face was not enough to cause him any harm. However, this act of slapping him in the face made Feng Nan, who always regarded himself as an immortal, extremely resentful!

  "Slap slap slap", Yi Chu's figure was as swift as lightning, and his palm continued to strike Feng Nan's handsome face.