Zhang Sanqing's words make me a little confused. I don't know his strength, but I'm sure that the chance of him winning against a legendary opponent like Hei Wuchang and Fan Wujiu is not high, or even impossible. The fight was won, but why did he say it was easier to handle?
Later, when Zhang Sanqing came forward, although he was whispering, I still heard it. He clearly meant the word "yin handsome". Although I didn't understand the difference between "yin handsome" and "yin difference", but Guang Just from the one word difference in the name, you can tell that Yin Shuai must be much more powerful!
But before I had time to ask Zhang Sanqing, he walked straight forward and got into a fighting stance with Fan Wujiu!
"It seems that you, a little Yang Ren, are really planning to give me a try?" Fan Wujiu looked at Zhang Sanqing and said, his tone full of disdain for Yang Ren.
When Zhang Sanqing heard this, he didn't answer. Instead, he took out the hand that had been in the bag just now. When he took it out, he also brought something out. It seemed to be... a sword?
Zhang Sanqing had already answered Fan Wujiu's words with actions, because what he pulled out of his bag was a sword!
The sword was not too long, and I never noticed it when it was placed in Zhang Sanqing's bag. The blade of the sword was silver, and it glowed coldly in the moonlight, making it look extremely sharp.
At this time, Zhang Sanqing was not too far away from me. I could clearly see that there were complicated characters engraved on the guard of the sword. They seemed to be from the Warring States period, because when I was in high school, there were words in the history textbooks. I am familiar with the explanation of the characters of the Warring States Period, but after looking carefully, these two characters seem to be..."Pure Jun"...!
Chunjun? Pure Jun sword?
What Zhang Sanqing is holding is actually the legendary "Pure Jun Sword"? When I saw these two words, I almost couldn't help but go up and ask Zhang Sanqing.
Why am I so shocked? Because there was an atlas of ancient weapons at home before, I was particularly interested in that book, so I knew a lot about these weapons. This "Pure Jun Sword" was also recorded in it, so I naturally knew about it.
It is said that the "Pure Jun Sword" was made by the master swordsmith Ou Yezi during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Its main material is copper-tin alloy. It is one of the five famous swords made by Master Ou Yezi in his lifetime. The others are called "Zhanlu" and "Zhanlu". "Fish Intestine", "Giant Que", "Victory Evil", all are powerful weapons from heaven, but these are just legends and cannot be verified!
And today I saw something that seemed to be a legend, and it was also a magic weapon. How could I not be excited? I have to say that in the field of Zhou Yuxi’s hometown, Zhang Sanqing really made me see so many things that shocked me!
Faced with the siege of so many ghosts before, Zhang Sanqing did not use this "Pure Jun Sword". It seems that this time, he is going to do it for real, or in other words, he pays enough attention to his opponent this time.
Fan Wujiu glanced sideways at Zhang Sanqing, and then said: "It seems that you really want to give me a try, a Yang person...!"
Zhang Sanqing also stood with his sword in hand and said with a smile: "If you hand over those girls, we don't have to do anything."
Speaking of this, Fan Wujiu's whole body trembled with yin energy, and instantly the black energy filled the sky. He said fiercely: "I said, you are talking nonsense. If you insist on doing this, then I will kill you!"
Hearing this, Zhang Sanqing was also a ruthless man who didn't talk much. In one breath, yellow Yang Qi spurted out. What was incompatible with the yellow color was that the "Pure Jun Sword" actually exuded a faint red light. …
The moment Zhang Sanqing's yang energy surged, he directly held the "Pure Jun Sword" and rushed toward Fan Wujiu like breaking wind!
The robes all over their bodies were squeaking, and the two of them rushed towards each other. In less than two breaths, they were fighting together. The whole process only took a few breaths!
Fan Wujiu raised the mourning stick in his hand. It was mixed with strong Yin Qi, making the whole stick look like a feather duster, and hit Zhang Sanqing directly in the face.
This strike, just by looking at it, was powerful and heavy. If it had been hit, Zhang Sanqing would probably be in trouble!
"The sky and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows its magic." Before Zhang Sanqing flashed, a spell came out of his mouth, and the red light of the "Pure Jun Sword" in his hand became stronger in an instant.
With a sweeping sweep of his "Pure Jun Sword", Fan Wujiu's mourning stick was directly deflected away!
The mourning stick held in Fan Wujiu's hand is a bit like the flags used by those who carry flags when the dead are sent to funerals. There is no relevant record in "Maoshan Sanqingshu", but I feel that since it is in Fan Wujiu's hand, it must not be an ordinary person. Taste!
But Zhang Sanqing resisted it effortlessly, and he was really capable of fighting!
"Okay, okay, you are a Yang person with high cultivation, so I will take it seriously!" Fan Wujiu looked at the bounced mourning stick and laughed. Immediately, his whole body was shaken, and the Yin energy in his body surged again. Get up!
The Yin Qi of the mourning stick in his hand gathered again, and it was many times stronger than before!
"Boy, you're taking my dick!"
Like a meteor from the wilderness, the mourning stick in his hand fell from the sky. Zhang Sanqing hurriedly raised his sword to parry, but this time, it was not so easy.
When the soldiers met in hand-to-hand combat, there was a thunderous sound, and Zhang Sanqing was shocked by the force and stepped back a few steps before barely able to stabilize his body.
When Zhang Sanqing retreated, I clearly saw blood flowing out of his tiger's mouth, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Then a line of bright red slowly flowed down the hilt of the sword, and his tiger's mouth was shattered!
Zhang Sanqing was actually injured? On this occasion, even the red light on the "Pure Jun Sword" seemed to be a little weaker.
How could a simple stick blow have so much power?
"Those who are coming and fighting are all in formation in front!" Zhang Sanqing waved his hand and said word by word. Immediately, a sword flower appeared from the "Pure Jun Sword" in his hand, and he rushed towards Fan Wujiu again.
This is the Nine-Character Art of the Taoist sect, which has the effect of improving one's Yang Qi. The magic of this Nine-Character Art is that even if you are not a Taoist, when you shout these nine words loudly, ordinary little devils can't get close, let alone A person who practices Taoism.
Two shadows, one black and one yellow, intertwined again. Seeing Zhang Sanqing facing Fan Wujiu alone, I couldn't help at all. I'm such a waste!
The next second after they collided, Zhang Sanqing was bounced away as expected and fell backwards!
"Boy, I advise you to stop resisting. The gap between us is like a chasm. It's impossible for you to beat me. I don't want to kill you, stop it!" Fan Wujiu said with a smile while swinging the mourning stick.
Zhang Sanqing was already losing ground at this time, but he still said stubbornly: "Hand over those girls, and I'll leave now!"
"You're still dreaming! Then I'll wake you up!" Fan Wushu roared, and the yin energy in his body began to explode. The black mist seemed to swallow Zhang Sanqing directly.
Seeing Fan Wujiu's cultivation skyrocketing again, Zhang Sanqing took advantage of the situation and used his strength to row directly backwards, and the two of them pulled away from each other again.
"Ordered by the sky, ascended to the nine palaces, hundreds of gods are in their seats, and serve the gods. Golden light curse, edict!" In conjunction with "curse", "seal", and "fighting", Zhang Sanqing condensed one after another sect spells in his hands. Holding the sword in one hand, he pushed out the curse and went straight to Fan Wujiu's chest.
The golden Taoist Gang Qi traveled through Fan Wujiu's Yin Qi at an extremely fast speed like breaking wind.
"Black cloud, quick!" Fan Wujiu inserted the mourning stick into the ground with his backhand, and condensed the yin energy in his hands, which instantly turned into a black cloud and bombarded it out.
The moment the Daomen Gangqi collided with the black clouds, a roaring sonic boom sounded, and then exploded, setting off waves of air waves. Even though I was so far away from them, I was also affected by these air waves. It spread to the point where it almost failed to stand.
"Boy, it seems you really don't plan to leave?" Fan Wujiu said solemnly, with no expression on his dark face.
Zhang Sanqing stood with his sword behind his back, his power still undiminished, and said in a deep voice: "You are the Yin commander of the underworld. You are not commanding troops in the underworld, but you go to the upper world to harm the Yang people. I think there is nothing wrong with me even if I kill you!"
When Fan Wujiu heard this, he laughed loudly and said: "Huang Mouzi, you are not old, but your tone is not young. I think you should be from Longhu Mountain, kill me? Don't talk about you, even if your sect master is a relative I don’t dare to speak nonsense!” Then, Fan Wujiu’s expression suddenly changed and he said angrily: “I didn’t want to kill you, I could bear it, but you pushed me too far, so let’s see who kills whom today? "
After saying that, Fan Wujiu clasped his hands in vain, and condensed all the Yin Qi distributed throughout his body into his hands. In the blink of an eye, the overwhelming Yin Qi turned into a black beam of light about a foot long.
"Boy, I want your life!"
As soon as he shouted, he threw the black ball of Yin Qi in his hand directly towards Zhang Sanqing.
The black mass grew when it encountered the wind, rising steadily at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, it turned into a torrent of Yin Qi several feet high, heading straight for Zhang Sanqing.
Zhang Sanqing's face darkened. I could feel the change in his pupils. It was a kind of fear. How could Zhang Sanqing be afraid? How powerful is this black light group?
But Zhang Sanqing did not give in. Before the torrent of Yin Qi arrived, he threw the "Pure Jun Sword" behind him, made a seal with one hand, and cursed in his mouth.
"The sky is pure and the earth is pure. The sun and moon have light. I wish a mantra today to sweep away the unknown. Those who encounter the curse will be destroyed. Those who encounter the curse will perish. Kill the essence to destroy the evil. There is spiritual light in the body. The heavenly master's curse is to eliminate evil."
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi, cultivates catastrophes extensively, proves my magical power, golden light appears quickly, covering the altar and courtyard, with golden light in my body, reflecting my body greatly, golden light body protection spell, edict!"
After the curse, Zhang Sanqing's body was like a golden Arhat, exuding golden light, and the surrounding yang energy seemed to have materialized, making his whole body radiant!
At that time, the torrent of Yin Qi also arrived in response. The huge Yin Qi like a big river formed a sharp contrast with Zhang Sanqing's small body.
Just like a fly shaking a tree, Zhang Sanqing waved his fist covered in golden light to contend with the torrent of Yin Qi!
I was not very far away, so I could see Zhang Sanqing's painful expression as he endured the torrent of Yin Qi. Because the Yin Qi was so huge, Zhang Sanqing seemed to have exhausted all his strength when resisting, causing the ground beneath Zhang Sanqing's feet to break. They all cracked and sunk deeply.
"Boy, there's no need to resist. Yang people can't bear this yin energy!" Fan Wujiu sighed softly.
After Zhang Sanqing persisted in pain for about a minute, the torrent of Yin Qi from top to bottom suddenly exploded, and the huge wave of Yin Qi roared directly towards me!
I didn't have time to react, and I was very close, so I was blown away. I could clearly feel in the air that the blood and energy in my body were flowing backwards, as if something was about to spurt out of my mouth.
After gliding in the air for a few meters, I fell heavily to the ground. Then, I felt a sweetness in my throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out from my mouth and nose. Damn it, after practicing Taoism for Mao Laozi, the first Is this something like Fan Wujiu that I encountered once?
I cursed in my heart, and my internal organs seemed to be out of place. It hurt so much that I was sweating all over my forehead. However, I ignored the pain and quickly looked towards Zhang Sanqing. He was at the center of the Yin Qi explosion just now. If he was injured, he should be the most serious!
However, at this time, I looked over and saw that the place where Zhang Sanqing was standing had been turned into ruins by the explosion. Rubbles were flying everywhere and dust was flying. However, there was nothing in the ruins. Zhang Sanqing just disappeared... …?
