After the battle in front of the inner treasury began, the entire arsenal defense took action, gathering towards the inner treasury from all directions, and people surged like a tide.
Wei Yan, on the other hand, held the knife and rushed out, as if he was going against the current.
In order not to leak the news, all the arsenal guards were unaware of this operation, and only Wei Yan was ambushing here.
He alone is enough.
More masters were actually scattered throughout the city. As the lord of the city, Wei Quji could not put the entire people of Maplewood City in danger even though he used dark candles as bait.
Fortunately, the Three Cities Discussion attracted a large number of people to watch, and the security of the martial arts arena was absolutely foolproof. This greatly reduces the pressure on defense.
The city guard who met Wei Yan turned around and followed him without saying a word. Wei Yan just said casually: "Stay here, don't leave without permission."
Although the Ming Zhu was taken away, the arsenal was still the top priority.
The two city guards were still guarding the gate of the arsenal. Of course they heard the commotion inside the arsenal, but until they received the order, the gate was their post.
They were on full alert, but when a bloody light swam out against the wall, they were still unaware of it.
At this time, a richly dressed young man passed by waving a folding fan. His big sleeves were rolled up, as if he was shaking off the dust. The blood snake disappeared.
The young master walked forward and reached the end of the street. He passed a clothing store and passed a seller carrying a load at the corner.
Walking on Xuanwu Street, he looked relaxed and even hummed a little tune.
Two city guard masters passed by him, and right behind him, they hacked an exposed evil cultivator to death.
The young master seemed completely unaware and drifted away.
"Stop!" one of the city guard masters shouted.
This young man was too calm, which aroused his suspicion.
The young master turned his back to the two city guard masters who were on alert, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned into a sinister smile.
He was about to go crazy in the street when suddenly there was a scream of a long knife piercing the air.
"Quick Snow!" His eyes widened, and he looked down at the long, narrow and straight blade, slowly disappearing from his chest and being pulled away.
The name of the sword is Kuai Xue, and the person's name is Wei Yan.
Perhaps already understanding the inevitability of death, he did not ask how he was discovered or how he was caught up.
The fear in his eyes faded, and gradually became filled with a kind of fanaticism. He smiled proudly: "The thing... is not here with me!"
Wei Yan put away his knife and walked away.
At this time, the peddler carrying the load was already walking on Qingmu Avenue. The two bamboo baskets containing scattered groceries, both covered with a piece of linen, were dangling on his shoulders.
In one of the bamboo baskets, there was a strange thing among the groceries. It was a small, dark candle.
…
Dong A and Wei Quji were both watching the battle in the stands, but no one knew that their attention was not there.
As for Wei Quji, he was more concerned about the situation he had set up in the city today. A very simple lure trap, but one that stands out because of its flawless execution.
For Dong A, on the one hand, he is more concerned about the safety of the entire Maplewood City than on the outcome of the Three Cities Discussion. On the other hand, he has a certain degree of confidence in Zhang Linchuan. Even after Lin Zhengren showed his strength as a sixth-grade monk, he still remained unwavering.
The two big men standing at the top of Maplewood City could only speak in each other's ears.
Wei Quji sneered: "Seeing Mingzhu is like a dog seeing bones. Those guys are indeed the demons of the White Bone Path!"
The Underworld Candle is a treasure from the underworld, and it is exactly what the White Bone Path left behind. Wei Quji specially took out the Mingzhu to verify his guess.
Dong A frowned: "It's been two hundred years since the White Bone Dao orthodoxy was destroyed. Emperor Gaozu had been purging them for nine years and had already killed them all. How can there be any remnants left to this day?"
"The centipede is dead but not stiff."
…
Lin Zhengren defeated Fu Baosong, seemingly effortlessly. The next battle was between him and Zhang Linchuan.
Zhang Linchuan did not put down the hand covering his mouth, frowning and said: "Can you clean up this place before fighting?"
Previously, when he defeated his opponent, it was considered a crushing blow, so a quick fight was better. At this time, when fighting Lin Zhengren, he must not be able to take into account anything else.
There is a dedicated competition venue in the Taoist Temple, but the Maplewood City Taoist Temple itself cannot accommodate so many spectators. As for the square outside the city lord's palace, there are no formation markings at all.
The place where they fought had been beaten into disarray. The floor tiles were broken, mud and water were mixed, there were many potholes, and with the blood spilled by some people, it could be said that everything was devastated.
Zhang Linchuan frowned deeply: "This combat environment is really dirty."
Dong Ah didn't even raise his eyelids: "If you talk nonsense any more, I will throw you into the cesspit and soak for three days."
Zhang Linchuan immediately put away the handkerchief and smiled very politely and very formally at the referee: "It's time to start."
After the referee gave the order, Lin Zhengren strode forward.
Then thunder exploded.
boom!
boom! boom!
Lin Zhengren's body is like a wave, with three waves.
And behind him, three charred deep pits have been left.
Zhang Linchuan has many problems. You can say that he has a mysophobia, is picky about smells, is afraid of trouble, and has his own way of doing things.
But one cannot deny his strength.
Everyone knows that lightning is powerful, but how many can really control it freely?
Lin Zhengren's two instant Taoist spells engraved in Tongtian Palace were the Three Waves and the Vine Snake Wrapping the Wall. He did not choose to defend at the first moment, but chose to move. Naturally, it was for...attack!
A seed breaks out of the ground, a bud opens, and its teeth are as sharp as hooks. Take one bite!
The second-grade low-grade Taoism is the flower of food.
Zhang Linchuan fluttered past, threw a thunder ball into the flower's mouth with his backhand, jumped up, and pointed to the sky above the charred corpse of the Flower of Eating.
There are dark clouds and faint thunder.
Roar!
A water dragon wave roared out, but it did not attack Zhang Linchuan. Instead, it swung its tail and directly blew away the clouds.
Water mist exploded in the sky, and lightning flashed and dispersed.
This picture is extremely beautiful and awes the viewer.
But Zhang Linchuan's carefully prepared Taoist skills disappeared.
If we talk about the strong ones who open the gates of heaven and earth, the most significant difference between those who are cultivators below the seventh level is that they can begin to master first-level Taoism.
There are some people with outstanding talents who have mastered certain first-level Taoist techniques before reaching the sixth level, such as Wang Changxiang and Zhang Linchuan. So can the gap be smoothed out? What's the difference between them and the strong ones who open the door to heaven and earth?
Lin Zhengren gave the answer.
A strong person who opens the gate of heaven and earth can almost merge with heaven and earth, and can understand the flow of vitality of heaven and earth, and immediately understand the loopholes in Taoism.
This was reflected in the battle, which was to defeat Zhang Linchuan's powerful Taoist skills that were still being prepared.
But that's not all.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Lin Zhengren appeared in front of Zhang Linchuan.
Only then did everyone notice that there was a water dragon wave under his feet. He actually used this attack technique to achieve close range!
After opening the Gate of Heaven and Earth, he had a completely new understanding of all Taoist techniques, greatly shortening the time for making secrets, and could quickly develop other changes.
Zhang Linchuan was still in the air, and Lin Zhengren's hands were already on him.
The outcome seems to be decided.
