Chapter 79: The Mystery of the Phantom Sect (1)

Ge Qing walked in front of Long Yu and put his right hand on a protruding stone. A stone door appeared on the edge of the rock. A breeze blew from inside to Long Yu's head. Long Yu looked at the darkness in front of him. Ge Qing handed Long Yu a paper butterfly. "King, when you go in, light up the paper butterfly, and it will take you away from here and return to the edge of the rock."

Long Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Ge Yan, his eyes behind the dark mask seemed to be filled with reluctance. Long Yu looked up at the uneven rock above his head. Recently, he had exchanged ideas with Ge Yan, "Just tell me, what do you want me to do here? With your strength, it's easy to kill me."

Gofen stretched out his right hand, as if he was about to say something, but Ge Yan blocked Gofen's action. "Wang, I'm sorry, it was wrong of us to bring you here, Ge Qing, you escort Wang away from here." Ge Qing glanced at Ge Yan, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, shook his head, and put the butterfly in his hand on his palm and let it fly out.

Long Yu watched Ge Qing walk behind the paper butterfly, and looked back at Long Yu, "King, let's go." Long Yu turned around and walked in front of Xue Yu, and performed a master's salute. "Senior, since you have led me here, are you going to let me go like this? Am I, Long Yu, an ungrateful person?"

The blood jade moved, and a vicissitudes of life voice came, "Daoyou, you can go now. This is our Phantom Sect's business. Daoyou don't have to do anything for these dying people in my dream." Long Yu raised his head and looked at the rock above his head. "Haha, it's a joke that I have learned a few tricks of the Phantom Sect. Do I count as a member of the Phantom Sect? On the way here, several friends died to protect me. If I, Long, walk out of here, will I still be considered a person?"

"Fellow Daoist, my sister brought you here. It was my fault for not disciplining you strictly and offending you. Fellow Daoist, it is a blessing that you have learned a few moves from my sect. It means that God thinks highly of our Phantom Sect." The voices in front of him were getting fewer and fewer, and he felt as if he was being oppressed by something.

Long Yu walked towards Ge Yan and took a look at his mask. The corner of Long Yu's mouth moved, "Tell me, how can I rescue you, senior?" Ge Yan shook his head, looked at Long Yu, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Long Yu. "King, go, this is the fate of our Phantom Sect."

Long Yu glanced at Ge Yan, then turned to look at Ge Fen, "You should know something. You call me Wang, and today I will risk my life to help you." Go Fen seemed to be about to say something, but it was all cut off by Ge Yan.

"If, if you are willing to help, put your hands on the blood jade, there is a formation inside, if you break the formation, the elder brother can walk out of the formation. Among the people here, only you have a shadow, and only you can go in. Long Yu turned around and glanced at Ge Qing who was lowering his head, and the corners of his mouth moved.

Long Yu quickly ran to the blood jade and pressed his right hand on it. He felt a black screen in front of him. When he appeared again, a challenge arena appeared in front of him. It was very simple, just a stone slab. Long Yu thought for a moment and walked up the stone steps of the arena.

The stone steps were not high, there were only three of them. Long Yu stepped on the step with his right foot and smiled at the sky. With his own strength, one of the three of Ge Yan could have carried him in, but they did not do so.

Long Yu stepped on the stone steps with his left foot, shook his head, and stepped on the ring with his right foot. Long Yu took two steps forward, and a dark shadow appeared on the lake beside the stone steps. Long Yu looked at it and it seemed to be his own shadow. Long Yu bowed to the shadow, and the shadow also bowed to Long Yu.

Long Yu finally understood why they kept emphasizing that they had shadows, but they didn't. With shadows, they could break the formation in front of them. If they forced themselves to enter, Long Yu would probably regret having really put in the effort to break the formation.

Long Yu took two steps forward, and the shadow also took two steps closer to Long Yu. Long Yu took out an invisible sword, which was forged by Zong Ling with the help of the Heavenly Vein. Long Yu looked at the shadow, and the shadow also had an invisible sword in his right hand.

Long Yu's right hand circled in the air, and an overlapping sword shadow appeared in front of Long Yu. Long Yu turned to the top of his head and slashed downwards. Long Yu's sword hit the Tai Chi Pisces in the shadow's left hand, and Long Yu was shocked and took two steps back. Long Yu glanced at the shadow, and it seemed to be a clan spirit. These were all the clan spirit's unique skills.

Long Yu threw the sword in his right hand toward the shadow, took two quick steps, and opened a Tai Chi double fish pattern in front of his chest. The invisible swords turned into two, two into four, and four into eight. He pushed his right hand toward the shadow. Long Yu was dumbfounded. There was no shadow in front of him.

Long Yu was a little happy, thinking that he had broken the formation. When he was happy, a ruthless sword energy came from behind him. Long Yu dodged to the right. He dodged the sword tip but not the sword energy. A wound with a ruthless aura appeared on the left side of Long Yu's stomach. Long Yu pressed the wound and looked at the shadow.

This is the sword energy of Zong Ling, but why is Zong Ling here? Before Long Yu had time to think, the tip of the sword appeared in front of him again. Long Yu couldn't care less, and a Tai Chi double fish appeared on his right hand to block the tip of Shadow's sword.

Long Yu was pushed back five steps before he could barely stand still. The shadow attacked again. Long Yu pressed his hands on the ground, and a Bagua formation appeared on the ring, blocking the shadow with flames. Suddenly, the shadow in front of him disappeared again. Long Yu didn't know why he felt a little uneasy.

Long Yu felt a drop of water hitting his back, and this drop of water had a ruthless taste. Long Yu turned his hands subconsciously and reversed the position of the Bagua formation. The drop of water in front of him passed through the Li position of the Bagua formation and quickly moved to the sun position.

Long Yu was startled by the water droplets in front of him. A stream of ruthless water drops seemed to pass through Long Yu's Bagua formation at will, and the water drops were about to fall in front of Long Yu. Long Yu decisively pressed his hands on the ground, and a force was transmitted from the ground to Long Yu's body, and Long Yu rolled in the air.

The water drop just passed under Long Yu's body, and Long Yu felt that his body was kicked. The black fog in front of him was getting closer and closer. Long Yu still bumped into the black fog. Long Yu spit a mouthful of blood on the blood jade, and his body fell backwards. Long Yu looked at the rocks in the sky, and Ge Yan appeared in front of Long Yu. With the help of Ge Yan's hand, Long Yu sat cross-legged on the ground. Long Yu suddenly thought of something. The shadow on the ring seemed to be Zong Ling. This body was originally given to Zong Ling by himself, so many things can be explained.

Long Yu stood up, thinking for a while in his mind, if it was the shadow of the Zong Ling, then how to defeat the Zong Ling would be a key issue. While thinking, Long Yu walked to the blood jade, and Long Yu looked at the blood jade. He shook his head helplessly, the blood jade was so big because of the blood left by countless people who entered it to challenge him over the years.

Long Yu placed his right hand on the blood jade and walked under the arena. Long Yu stepped his right foot on the stone steps. Some questions emerged in his mind. The sect spirits also knew the skills that he knew, and also knew some skills that he didn't know. So what could be used to defeat the sect spirits?

Qin Tai's words appeared in Long Yu's mind: Strength is divided into wisdom, cultivation, luck, experience, and some other things. Long Yu looked up at the sky. His cultivation was not as good as Zong Ling's. He could only exert one tenth of Zong Ling's strength. Luck was too mysterious and might not exist. Combat experience was even more incomparable. Zong Ling absorbed countless secret combat experiences. In terms of wisdom, Long Yu was even more mysterious. He had never comprehended and applied Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Long Yu stepped on the second stone step with his left foot. What the other things would be, Long Yu never understood. Long Yu shook his head, "Just work hard, and leave the rest to fate." Long Yu walked onto the ring with a determined look of death, and the shadow in front of him appeared again.

Long Yu held the sword in front of him, watching Shadow's sword pierce his forehead. Long Yu removed Shadow's sword to the left, and was forced to step back two steps. Long Yu held the sword on his chest again, and could only counter the sword's moves. With a feeling of irritation in his heart, Long Yu had no choice but to do this.

The shadow disappeared, and there was silence in the air. Long Yu didn't know where the shadow would appear next. This was a very confusing thing to do. Long Yu closed his eyes. Any attack would bring a feeling of breaking the wind. Long Yu was waiting. The longer the shadow didn't appear, the more anxious Long Yu became.

In this passive situation, Long Yu didn't know how to defend. Suddenly, a weak wind appeared, and Long Yu moved his mouth and stabbed towards the northeast. The tips of the two swords collided, and Long Yu was pushed back two steps.

Long Yu supported himself on the ground with his left hand, opened his eyes and looked at the shadow's leaving phantom. Long Yu stood up again, his anger growing. This passiveness was very helpless, but Long Yu could not find a way to defeat the Zong Ling.

The sound of breaking air came from the southeast again, and Long Yu stabbed at it again. The two swords collided, and Long Yu was almost burned by the anger in his heart. Long Yu also knew that the shadow was irritating him, and Long Yu tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

Long Yu tried to calm himself down. The shadow seemed to have hidden away. This was the reason why Long Yu couldn't calm down. Long Yu looked around, but there was no trace of the shadow. Long Yu pressed his left hand on the sword guard, and an invisible earth energy was transmitted to Long Yu's body, forming a protective shield.

The shadow in front of him suddenly appeared in front of him. Long Yu tried his best to suppress himself. The shadow was proficient in Sun Tzu's Art of War and was very good at not standing still and surrendering. Although Long Yu didn't know what it meant to not stand still and surrender, he knew that if he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, he would be controlled by the anger in his heart.

The shadow stabbed towards Long Yu's forehead, but Long Yu was calm and intercepted the shadow's sword. The shadow's eyes were filled with black air as they passed by, and Long Yu looked at each other. There was a slight smile on Long Yu's lips. Even if the shadow in front of him was a Zong Ling, it was not a Zong Ling.

Zong Ling's eyes were not ruthless when he looked at him, but clear. Long Yu was five steps away from the shadow, and the anger in his heart seemed to be out of control. Long Yu kept comforting himself, "We'll find its flaws in a little while."