The Naughty Senior Sister
Farewell To Soul Elder Fan Jiayao From Senior Brother
Wang Jia Li's beautiful eyes widened when he saw the figure in front of him.
Her lovely little mouth opened slightly and muttered, "Teacher?"
The figure of the old man who was in front of him was an elder in the Luo Immortal Sect, the teacher who educated him for the 60s this year, Fan Jiaodao.
Hearing Wang Jia Li's voice, Fan Jiadao frowned and shouted, "I don't have an unfilial disciple like you!" he pointed straight towards Wang Jia Li.
Both of Wang Jia Li's beautiful hands clenched tightly. He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again. From the sharp look in his eyes, there was an unshakable confidence.
"That's right, this disciple has no teacher who will intervene in the various savage schemes," Wang Jia Li replied coldly.
'So cool! I also want to say that with a cold expression! Perfect grades for you, Junior Sister Jia Li!' yan Xu's heart jumped up and down while clapping in pleasure, looking at the scene as well as his favorite dialogue. He secretly stored it in the inner room of his head to be seen again later while relaxing.
With Fan Jiaodao's already weakened condition and disheveled appearance, it could be said that Senior Brother Yan Xu had fought desperately to weaken him. Wang Jia Li smiled slightly and felt grateful to Senior Brother.
Despite looking solid on the outside, she was still a gentle-hearted woman. Hitting the Master who had been educating him well, was like cutting down a father who had raised him. As the saying goes, a day becomes a disciple, forever a child.
Was the Fan Jiaodao in front of him a father figure who taught him all sorts of cultivation insights as well as the lotus techniques he was currently using?
Wasn't it! Wang Jia Li could feel something very disturbing from the aura of an old man who was in front of him, the existence that was named Fan Jiayodao had already disappeared after appearing for a while when he was heading here earlier.
Fan Jiaodao's expression turned even colder since Wang Jia Li's arrival. The wrinkles on his face looked more and more, in contrast to Fan Jiaodao who always smiled warmly to his disciple. His immortal robe was shrouded in qi energy and automatically repaired itself.
Wang Jia Li threw his lot sword into the air, then he formed a hand seal while chanting a spell.
"Fire samadhi .. burn impurity .. lower evil to the underworld ..."
Woosh!
A deep red flame enveloped Wang Jia Li's entire body. His red dao robe underwent a change of shape, becoming more beautiful with a fiery red color and rainbow pattern accompanied by a golden lotus knit.
On Wang Jia Li's forehead appeared a red lotus tattoo with five leaves as well as one lotus on his bottom. Red fire qi energy surged around Wang Jia Li, preparing to burn the enemy!
Meanwhile, Fan Jiaodao concentrated qi energy on his dantian center. The aura that was originally bright orange, turned pitch-black and brought disgust to every other person's divine consciousness that sensed it.
Fan Jiaodao's left hand was raised and six pitch-black energy swords appeared around him, then spread out and fused within the miasma qi. The six energy swords were disguising their aura well between the miasma qi, preparing to attack silently.
Seeing that, Wang Jia Li's eyes sharpened to the brim with anger. He stomped his feet to the ground, bringing out a wave of fire that swept the miasma qi around to make the black sword unable to hide.
Wang Jia Li moved his right index and middle fingers, bringing out six energy swords and shot out at Fan Jiaodao's black energy sword. The twelve energy swords clashed against each other in the air, causing waves of powerful energy to spread around yet none of them were budging.
The twelve energy swords were still clashing in the air, meanwhile Fan Jiaodao tried to attack Wang Jia Li using a wooden root that suddenly appeared from under the feet of his disciple.
Before the pointy wood root could touch his immortal robe, the aura of red flames that were all around Wang Jia Li burned it to nothing.
"The plant cannot penetrate the fire, Master will not seidiot this using his technique ..." a sneering smile appeared in Wang Jia Li's mouth.
He darted forward straight ahead, a flame shield surrounding his entire side. Wang Jia Li closed the distance to ten meters, he shot the fire lotus palm technique towards Fan Jiaodao.
"Silly, don't forget I taught you all these techniques!" Fan Jiaodao flicked his hands, three palms swarming the fire lotus palm belonging to Wang Jia Li until it exploded together.
"Not yet!" Wang Jia Li cupped his palm and shouted, "Fire Lotus Technique, Samadhi Fire Burning!"
In front of Wang Jia Li appeared a fire with a red lotus in its blaze, the flame was advancing ferociously like a dragon that wanted to devour the opponent.
"Your fire is still too weak!" Fan Jiaodao cupped his palms together, then said in a sneer tone, "Black lotus technique, Fire hell."
Black lotus flames appeared and clashed against each other with red lotus flames, the two flames lingering in the air. Up to a few seconds, the black lotus flames began to devour his opponent's flames.
Seeing that, Yan Xu immediately sent a voice transmission to Wang Jia Li, "Junior Sister, dodge!"
Following the instructions of his senior brother, Wang Jia Li twisted his body to move sideways until his dao robes widened.
Wang Jia Li summoned his lotus sword, then created two energy swords on both of his wrists. He used the cloud step technique and quickly dashed towards Fan Jiaodao.
Fan Jiaodao pointed his index finger upwards and a huge black energy sword was created, then he dropped his finger and the black sword slashed down vertically from top to bottom!
With both of his energy swords, Wang Jia Li used a swirling slash movement and gave rise to the six crescent blades that charged into the black energy sword. The movement of the great black sword slowed down, so Wang Jia Li could dodge to the side.
Fan Jiaodao created an energy sword in both of his hands and darted forward to serve his student's sword technique.
Ding!
The energy sword slash splashed out powerful fireworks so as to devour the miasma qi in the air. Several slashes had already clashed against each other, making the auras of both sides explode violently and affecting the surroundings. A huge crater was formed, similar to when General Lao blew himself up while fighting the golden-patterned black snake beast.
There were some tears on Wang Jia Li's shoulders, but the enemy's condition still looked even more dire as his immortal robe top was no longer there!
With this, the enemy's upper defense would be wide open, but it was still difficult to cut down because the other party was definitely protecting an open area that would most likely be attacked. Wang Jia Li did not focus on the area of the exposed body part, he just took turns attacking towards the neck and hands.
He deliberately did not target the open side because he knew it would be well protected and make his attack patterns easy to read. So, he was aiming for a point that was still vaguely going to his defense while trying to find a gap to the open passage.