Inadvertently Invincible

Chapter 507: Hitting a Stone with an Egg

Inside the house.

"You didn't do anything out of line last night, did you?"

Lin Fan saw that Qin Yang was beaming with joy, as if something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked.

He was playing, but he couldn't really do it.

Qin Yang was puzzled. "Isn't that excessive? Do I look like someone who can do anything out of line?"

"That's good."

Lin Fan felt that he should not stay here for long. The temptation was too great. He was really afraid that Qin Yang would not be able to control himself and something pleasant would happen.

"Fellow Qin, are you there?"

At this time, a pleasant voice came from outside the door.

"Miss Mu Yu, come in." Qin Yang was full of smiles and even a little proud. After all, among the three of them, he was the only one who had such a good relationship with a girl.

Whoosh.

Mu Yu pushed open the door. Seeing that there were others, he smiled and nodded. Then, he came to Qin Yang's side and said, "Today, a big power has come to our sect. There seems to be a competition. Do you want to see it?"

Qin Yang laughed and said, "If Miss Mu Yu invites us, we must go."

Mu Yu blushed.

When Lin Fan saw this, his heart was filled with a thousand 'fuck you'. He carefully sized up Qin Yang. This guy didn't look like a decent person at first glance. He didn't expect that he would be so liked by girls.

However, when he heard that there was a big power, Lin Fan became interested.

"Miss Mu Yu, where did the big power you mentioned come from?" Lin Fan asked.

Mu Yu said, "A clan, a very ancient clan. They are a very powerful force in the Southern Mountain Range. To think that they would come to our sect. Even the Grandmaster would personally welcome them."

"Right now, they are at the Yama Arena. The competition should be about to begin."

Xiang Fei whispered, "Brother Lin, ordinary people naturally don't know our names, but some big powers might have heard of them before. We have to be careful."

Lin Fan nodded.

Qin Yang and Mu Yu were stuck together. From an outsider's point of view, this little sister Mu Yu had been flirted with by Qin Yang. Everyone could see that the girl liked Qin Yang, but no matter how much Qin Yang tried to flirt with him, he still maintained a certain distance.

Yama Arena.

At this time, there were many disciples gathered there. They did not know what had happened, and the sect would not tell them about this matter. Therefore, to them, this was a friendship and exchange of strength between the two sides.

The sect master and the clan leader sat side by side.

The sect master had a very serious expression. No one knew what he was thinking. However, his tightly knitted eyebrows told everyone that he had something on his mind. Don't come and disturb me.

Behind.

An elder looked at the disciples in front of him with a serious expression.

"Remember, you can only win this battle and not lose. You are all direct disciples of the sect and have not cultivated for three hundred years. As long as you win one battle, you will be able to obtain a sacred art. Those are the sacred art manuals that the Yama Sect once took away. Many of them are missing from the Yama Sect."

The elders were helpless.

If they could go on stage, even if they had to go all out, they would have to snatch back the mystic art.

But it was a pity.

They were too old and disliked that they were old. Not letting them go on stage was truly an excessive behavior.

"Yes, Elder, don't worry. We will win no matter what."

Everyone clenched their fists tightly. Even if the other party was a major power, they did not panic at all. No matter what, they had to take back their mystic arts for the sect.

Outside.

Lin Fan and the others stood in the crowd and looked at the situation in the distance. Then, Lin Fan looked at the Grandmaster in the distance. His cultivation state was not bad, but it was still not enough to support a faction. Without the cultivation state of the Immortal Emperor Realm, it was still very easy for him to be beaten up.

As for the old man sitting beside the Grandmaster, his cultivation state was the same as the Yama Sect's Grandmaster, both at the Immortal King Realm.

At this time.

The clan elder took out a jade slip and handed it to the Yama Sect's Sect Master, "This is the order of the clan's disciples to appear. At the same time, there is also the divine ability of each competition. Sect Master Yan can take a look and choose a disciple to deal with it."

Sect Master Yan took the jade slip and looked at it.

[Five Demons Heaven Flipping Palm]

[Ten Kings of Hell Law]

...

Every mystic art was a mystic art that the Yama Sect had lost during their time in the sect. Moreover, their grade was very high, and even the Yama Sect did not have one right now.

The last one of the techniques caused the heart of the Yama Sect to jump.

[King of Hell Heart Sutra]

This was the Emperor's Sutra, a technique that once cultivated by an Immortal Emperor from the Yama Sect. Now, the Yama Sect only had the first half.

When the Yama Sect was destroyed, only a few elders survived. Because they were elders who could come into contact with the Emperor's Sutra, they could only come into contact with the first half. The latter half was something that only the sect master could cultivate.

Therefore, after the [Hell King Heart Sutra] was lost, no one knew about it anymore.

"Sect Master Yan, have you seen it? The clan is not very interested in the sacred arts of the Yama Sect, but some of the sacred arts are quite interesting."

"Now, with just a word from the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall, the clan has given this kind of face. As for whether you can get it yourself in the end, it depends on you."

The elder's voice was steady, but his tone was full of confidence. It was his trust in his clansmen. Even if he gave the Yama Sect such a great opportunity, he believed that the Yama Sect would find it difficult, very difficult, and difficult to enter the heavens.

The first match began.

The person from the clan was a young man. He had a smile on his face as he floated onto the arena. He stood there with his hands behind his back and waited quietly. He did not take the Yama Sect to heart at all.

"Fellow, seniors, I hope that the fellow on the arena will show mercy."

He said with a smile, but the contempt in his eyes was very strong.

He had cultivated for thirty-five years and was at the Heavenly Realm.

It was enough to be proud of himself.

Of course, this person was slightly weaker than Zuo Xian. Zuo Xian had only cultivated for thirty years and he was already at the Heavenly Realm.

When Sect Master Yan saw this youth, his expression changed. He looked at the clan elder in disbelief. It was not that he was weak, but that this youth was too strong.

"Sect Master Yan, please." The clan elder laughed.

At this time, the elder in charge of sending disciples saw this youth and did not see his cultivation.

The young man's cultivation was restrained and the laws were hidden within his body.

"The first match, no matter what, we must win."

"Chen Qingyun, you go."

Chen Qingyun had cultivated for more than two hundred years and was a Golden Immortal. He was already the strongest disciple of the Yama Sect.

The elder already knew the first sacred art. It was a Dao Grade Mystic Art and was very important to the Yama Sect. No matter what, he had to obtain it.

"Yes, elder." Chen Qingyun replied.

Then he came to the arena and looked at Qin Wutian warily. He cupped his fists as a greeting.

"Fellow, do you believe that you can go down with a sneeze from me?" Qin Wutian said with a smile.

"What?"

When Chen Qingyun heard this, his face was full of shock. He did not understand the other party's meaning. His talent was average, and he was diligent in his cultivation. He cultivated day and night without rest in exchange for today's cultivation. Especially now, he had even taken back the mystic arts that had been lost for the sect. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless.

Qin Wutian smiled. "For example..."

"Ah, tsk."

In an instant.

Chen Wutian raised his head, opened his mouth, and ruthlessly sneezed. Immediately, this sneeze contained the laws of the Grand Immortal, and it tore through the sky.

Chen Qingyun felt this might, and his expression changed greatly. This power came too quickly, and it was truly terrifying. His body suffered heavy injuries from the laws of the Grand Immortal. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards.

"No... I can't lose."

Chen Qingyun gritted his teeth and roared. He forcefully circulated his qi and his body was pulled by the ground. With a loud bang, he fell down in a straight line and fiercely smashed into the ground.

"So itchy." Qin Wutian rubbed his nose and saw that the other party did not fall out. He said in surprise, "Ah, I did not expect you to be so powerful. I thought you fell out, but I advise you to obediently fall out. This way, you can avoid a lot of suffering."

Chen Qingyun panted heavily and did not say a word.

He could not retreat.

Even if the other party's strength was so terrifying, it was the same.

When the disciples below the stage saw that the strongest senior brother of the sect was going to compete with the other party, they were all very excited. Some of them even cheered. However, before they could cheer, the scene in front of them completely stunned them.

Senior Brother, he...

He was actually injured.

In the blink of an eye.

He didn't even have time to react before he became like this.

How was this possible?

Everyone was silent.

It was different from what they had thought.

Sect Master Yan's face was ashen.

He knew that he was thinking too much.

The other party had no intention of returning the mystic art at all.

He did not even have the thought of returning the mystic art.

"Sect Master Yan, it seems that you want to give up the first mystic art. The disciples sent out are a little weak."

The clan elder stroked his beard and said with a smile.

He naturally saw the expression on Sect Master Yan's face.

Qing is right.

Even if the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall wants to help you.

We'll have to see if your Yama Sect has this kind of ability.

The elites of the clan went up the stage. From the beginning to the end, who could deal with them?

And at this time.

The scene on the stage was very miserable.

Qin Wutian used his mystic arts, and what he used was the "Five-Demon Overturning Heaven Palm". Five illusory devil gods appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Chen Qingyun. Then, he stretched out his big hand and directly pressed down.

Bang!

Bang!

Chen Qingyun was like a ping pong ball, slapped by a giant palm.

Fresh blood flowed everywhere.

The clan elder said, "This is the [Five Demons Overturning the Heavens Palm]. The disciples of my clan are quite talented. They like this divine art very much. I would like to ask Sect Master Yan to take a look at it. How about it?"

Sect Master Yan's expression was very ugly.

He knew this Dao Grade Mystic Art, but he did not know it. Now that he saw that the people of the clan actually cultivated this mystic art, his heart seemed to split open.

"Tian'er, stop here. Do not harm your life." The clan elder reminded.

Qin Wutian curled his lips. A phantom palm of a demon god descended, grabbing Chen Qingyun in the palm of his hand. Then, he ruthlessly threw him out of the arena.

Too weak.

It was difficult for him to display even a bit of his strength.

It was as if he was bullying a child.

It was very boring.

Chen Qingyun, who was thrown into the air, had his pupils turn pale. He had been completely stunned. But at this time, it was unknown where the will came from. He growled, flipped his body, and knelt on the arena. He raised his head and said,

"I haven't lost yet..."

Qin Wutian frowned. He was rather impatient. With a wave of his hand, a phantom palm of a devil god pushed forward. With a rumble, it directly covered Chen Qingyun and ruthlessly smashed him against the wall in the distance.

"Striking a stone with an egg, you are asking to be humiliated."

"I'll play with you and take it seriously."