Chapter 21: The Duel (Part 2)

  The wisteria vines have grown for many years, with their roots deeply embedded in the rock wall. However, they were also blown open by the strong gusts of wind brought by the river, and many rocks that had already cracked due to the strong winds fell off and flew out of the valley.

  Compared with the mighty power of the river itself, the violent gusts it brings can be ignored.

  Wang Yangli was also moved, took a few steps back, waved his hand to gather the cloud energy, and set up thirteen layers of obstruction. With Wang Yangli's cultivation, the cloud energy shield he set up, even if it were only as thick as thin paper, would be enough to withstand a strong man wielding an iron hammer striking continuously. Not to mention, each of these thirteen layers of cloud mist shields had a thickness of about the width of a palm, and in terms of solidity, they were far superior to copper walls and iron walls.

  The thirteenfold cloud and mist shield was indeed not to be underestimated, but how could it stop the river's momentum? In a breath, it broke through the thirteen layers of cloud and air resistance, and rushed straight at Wang Yang's face.

  Wang Yang tore off his outer garment, revealing a robust upper body with well-defined muscles. He let out an angry roar and his arms emitted a blue glow as he manipulated the technique, causing two wasp-like insects to suddenly appear on his palms.

  Hiccup!

  Wang Yang held up his palms to block the river, and unexpectedly managed to hold it back. The strong wind blew, and the dark clouds beneath him dispersed slightly. Meanwhile, the two Gu insects in his palm, which were a hundred times more solid than refined steel, had turned into two puddles of sauce.

  If it weren't for the two wasp-like insects, Wang Yang's body, which had been tempered through a hundred hardships, would probably have turned into minced meat.

  Suddenly, three blue small fish jumped out of the river, with overlapping scales and beautiful posture, but sharp teeth, with a hint of blue light, and a layer of hazy mist.

  Wang Yang let out a hum, opened his mouth and spat out three white egg-like objects, which burst forth into the air and transformed into three snow-white wasp-like insects, heading towards the three small fish.

  Suddenly, Wang Yang's eyes snapped open in anger and looked upwards.

  A giant light wheel with a diameter of three zhangs is condensing into shape, suddenly forming and pressing down.

  Below, Zhou Ling Wang's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The large seal in his hand cracked open with several fissures.

  Mahavairocana Mudra!

  This large seal is a ritual object that Zhou Ling Wang exchanged with someone using his entire family's property. It can be used only two or three times before it is destroyed, but its power is so strong that it can crush a small mountain. Ordinary cloud halos are no match for it.

  A light wheel that could crush a small mountain, shrunk to three zhang in size, still enormous but its power had increased several times.

  This opportunity is grasped extremely well.

  Ling Sheng couldn't help but secretly praise, earlier Lin Yun's magic was clearly also borrowed from external forces, letting Wang Yangli exert himself to defend, and now Zhou Lingwang seized the opportunity, suddenly striking out, if Wang Yangli didn't have any other skills, he would probably be defeated here.

  Ordinary people like Yun Gongzi, if they had been prepared, would not have died in this way. But if they were unprepared, it seems that they would have capsized their boat in a hidden ditch.

  Wang Yangyi was already on guard, and it wasn't the usual Yunxia True Person. He let out a loud shout, and the red snake at his waist automatically detached itself, flying up into the air.

  This red belt-like python suddenly swelled up, becoming as thick as a thigh, then thicker by another circle, and finally as thick as a washbasin, stretching seven or eight zhang long, exactly like a rising red dragon.

  That giant wheel was golden in color, with patterns flowing and changing, mysterious and profound, slowly pressing down, with a momentum like a great mountain crushing down, making one involuntarily gasp in shock.

  A giant red snake with horns on its head, similar to a python, opens its mouth and lets out a shrill roar, its sharp teeth gleaming as it wraps itself around the massive wheel and lifts it into the air.

  The wheel of light and the giant snake entwined and coiled around each other, rising to a height of several hundred feet in the air, rolling ceaselessly, with clouds and mist swirling about.

  Zhou Ling Wang saw one strike without success, his face almost lost its blood color.

  Just then, Lin Yun's three blue small fish clashed with Wang Yangli's Gu insects in one place. In just one encounter, the three Gu insects died simultaneously, but the remaining blue small fish still had a strong momentum.

  Wang Yang clenched his teeth and opened a black cloth bag at his waist, wrapped it with one hand, and wrapped the three small fish inside.

  In fact, this black cloth bag was Wang Yang's treasure for raising silkworms, which contained many young worms he had cultivated for a long time. He used it to trap three small fish, and there was no other way to do it.

  Just as Wang Yang let out a sigh of relief, his face suddenly changed color again.

  The remaining Yunxuan Gate disciples, since the start of the battle between the two sides, had been accumulating their strength. At this moment, seeing Wang Yang's fatigue in responding, they seized the opportunity to strike out, swift and fierce.

  The delicate girl's move was a yellow light beam, although far less than Lin Yun's method, but also had the power of Zhao Ling's water thunder.

  The rest of them also took action one after another.

  Wang Yang let out a cold hum and remained completely still, allowing all sorts of spells to land on his body.

  The Yunxia realm, with a single body of Yunxia energy, can withstand many spells. Even if ordinary people who cultivate the boundary of aura exhaust their strength, they may not be able to break through it. Previously, Lin Yun and Zhou Ling Wang both relied on external forces, and their methods were not comparable to those of ordinary aura cultivators. Therefore, Wang Yang should not be underestimated, and what qualifications do these few aura boundary juniors have to make Wang Yang look at them seriously?

  Even if Yun Xuanmen's spells are no better than ordinary spells, this group of young people can't break through the halo around him.

  "You barbarians also dare to claim madness?" The old man's face was filled with indignation, and with a flick of his hand, he slapped him in the face.

  That dusting snow-white silk thread suddenly stretched out, in an instant piercing through the dark clouds, with a thousand holes and a hundred wounds.

  The scattered threads of silk suddenly gathered and rolled towards Wang Yang's face.

  "Welcome!"

  Wang Yang laughed and did not retreat.

  Ling Sheng secretly furrowed his brow, thinking it strange. Earlier, Wang Yang had not taken the Cloud Mystic Sect disciples seriously, and even ignored them, relying solely on his aura to defend himself. But this time, Bai Lao's full-force Dust Sweeping Strike contained decades of cultivation, making it impossible for him to withstand with just his aura alone.

  Then Ling Sheng understood.

  Wang Yangli threw out the black treasure bag where he had been cultivating the larvae, and in an instant it was destroyed by countless snow-white silk threads, turning into flying ash. Among them, a large number of larvae and eggs were completely destroyed.

  As for the three blue fish that were included in it, they have already disappeared, leaving only a few blue specks flying around.

  Lin Yun's face turned pale, suffering from the backlash that caused internal injuries, with a few drops of fresh blood oozing out from the corner of her mouth, making her look even more frail. She slightly turned her head and suddenly let out a startled jump.

  At some point, the old man had quietly stood behind Lin Yun, and was smiling faintly at her.

  Looking at the gentle face in front of her, with a warm smile, Lin Yun's heart chilled, her complexion turned even paler, and she exclaimed: "You..."

  The old man's face showed a few hints of embarrassment and guilt, with a hint of shyness, sighed at life, revealing a concerned smile.

  At the same time, a palm also quietly printed on Lin Yun's back with a gentle smile.

  A dagger hidden behind a smile!

  For some reason, Lin Yun's heart flashed with four words, and then he flew forward, crashing into the rock wall, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

  The crowd was shocked as Lin Yun, who had achieved the highest level of cultivation among them, suddenly came under attack and his life or death was unknown.

  At this moment, a loud and menacing long howl suddenly rang out.

  Everyone looked up and saw a giant wheel covered with dense symbols rolling down from high altitude.

  Several people in the valley held their breath, almost suffocating.