Zhong Wen once had a fight with Granny Xiong, the boss of Lingzun, in front of Jiang Yushi.
At that time, Zhong Wen deliberately showed weakness to the enemy in order to capture Jiang Yushi, and was knocked to the ground by Granny Xiong.
Therefore, in Jiang Yushi's mind, although he was powerful, he was still unable to compete head-on with the Lingzun boss.
Be saved!
She subconsciously believed that Zhong Wen would definitely be defeated at the hands of Master Huanyin, and that she could finally get rid of the humiliating status of a captive.
How to deal with this little thief?
Immediately afterwards, she began to think about how to deal with this hateful young man who had offended her so much after Lord Phantom defeated Zhong Wen.
I want to pay him back for all the things he did to me.
A white feather flashed in Jiang Yushi's mind, and her pretty face turned slightly red unconsciously. She stared fiercely at Zhong Wen, who was standing on the back of the bald eagle in Shankong, thinking about various ways to torture people.
But for some reason, she never thought of taking Zhong Wen's life for a moment.
"Tianlun?" Venerable Huanyin did not expect that Zhong Wen, a Tianlun practitioner, would dare to challenge him, "Such a young Tianlun is quite talented. No wonder he has developed a character that does not know the heights of heaven and earth. Dare to challenge the Spirit Master."
Zhong Wen watched Lord Phantom's lips open and close, but he didn't hear a word in his ears. Instead, he was thinking about a strange question.
Can the black sword of this spiritual master break my defense?
At this moment, he suddenly had a strong impulse to test the limits of the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique".
Although he knew that this idea was very unreliable and that once defeated, it might have irreparable effects on the entire war situation, there was always a voice in his heart urging him to "try it".
Seeing Zhong Wen standing blankly on the back of the eagle, Master Huanyin thought he was afraid, so he smiled slightly, exuding a vast and majestic spiritual pressure, and fiercely covered Zhong Wen. , and at the same time, he slashed out a sword with his right hand, and his spiritual power transformed into layers of sword light shadows in the air, heading straight for Zhong Wen's chest.
Do you want to give it a try?
While Zhong Wen was still struggling, he felt a powerful aura coming towards him. He instinctively activated the "Purple Qi from the East", and his whole body was filled with purple smoke and fairy aura, instantly isolating this spiritual aura from outside his body. .
Seeing countless rays of sword light coming towards his head, he finally couldn't resist the drive of curiosity. He stretched out his right arm to block it. Countless silver light patterns emitted from his body, which complemented the purple smoke, and it was really beautiful.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
The spiritual sword light released by Master Huanyin stabbed Zhong Wen's arm without any suspense. It was like hitting a metal surface, making several sounds of metal and iron hitting each other, and then dissipated. It failed to pierce his arm. Every cent.
Invincible!
Seeing that even the spiritual skills unleashed by Lingzun could not break through his own defense, Zhong Wen was overjoyed. He felt that he finally had the capital to make a splash from now on. In this world, as long as the Holy Land is not released, not many people can do anything about it. Own.
"Huh?"
Seeing that a Heavenly Wheel cultivator could move freely under the pressure of the Spirit Lord, and even easily blocked his own attack, Lord Phantom's expression changed and he exclaimed: "No wonder the two groups of armies couldn't do anything to you before. To have such strength at such a young age is really unbelievable.”
"Wan Jian!"
Zhong Wen didn't know when a long black sword appeared in his hand, and he uttered two words happily. Thousands of golden and purple spiritual sword lights instantly appeared in the air behind him, each one carrying a fierce and unparalleled power. The terrifying and intimidating power points towards Master Huanyin from afar.
Where the hell did this monster come from?
Venerable Huanyin felt the infinite power contained in the sword light that filled the sky, and his heart was filled with panic. It was completely difficult to understand why a young man who looked less than twenty years old could bring such great oppression to him. feel.
Just when he was puzzled, the long sword in Zhong Wen's hand vibrated, and the sword light filled the sky like arrows from the string. They all flew towards him, creating beautiful light and shadows in the air, like a burst of golden and purple. Meteor shower, amid the gorgeous beauty, hides infinite murderous intent.
Feeling that these sword lights were invincible, Master Huanyin very rationally chose to dodge and avoid them.
However, Zhong Wen was so unreasonable that he commanded the bald eagle to pursue him. He waved the long sword in his hand continuously, shooting out streams of spiritual sword light, hitting the vital parts of the Venerable Huanyin. He killed here with ferocious aura.
"Arrogant kid!"
Huanyin Venerable, a dignified spiritual leader, an awesome being who stands at the pinnacle of the world of secular cultivation, has never been bullied by a young man. He was so angry that his eyes were red and his orifices were filled with smoke. He shouted loudly and stabbed continuously with the long sword in his hand. A phantom of sword light appeared in the air like a storm, and its momentum was much stronger than the previous attack.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
However, when this set of spiritual skills, which contained almost ten of the master's power, hit Zhong Wen, they only made crisp and pleasant impact sounds, but failed to cause any harm to him.
What a hell!
Lord Huanyin has encountered countless powerful enemies in his life, but there has never been one like Zhong Wen who made him feel numb and helpless. He saw that his attacks had no effect, while the opponent fired thousands of sword lights. It was already coming towards him, and with no choice but to use his body skills, he could only dodge desperately.
The dignified and veteran spiritual master was as distressed and miserable as a bereaved dog.
He, he actually chased the Spirit Master and beat him!
Jiang Yushi, who thought she was about to get out of trouble, looked at the strange scene in the sky, dumbfounded, speechless, and almost couldn't believe her eyes.
He is less than twenty years old and has already reached such a high level. If it takes another ten years, I really don’t know who else can cure him. Why were such people born in Daqian?
Is it really because God is not blessing me and Fulong?
Jiang Yushi felt depressed. He was worried about his own future and the victory or defeat of the Fulong Empire. His heart was full of worries and mixed emotions.
As expected of the Bell God!
As expected, his magical power is so powerful that no one can defeat him!
Chen Youliang, the number one fan, was so excited that he could hardly restrain his inner joy and almost shouted out.
He secretly made up his mind that when the war was over and he returned to his hometown, he would ask someone to draw a full-length portrait of Zhong Wen and hang it in the ancestral hall. He would kowtow every day and pray for the blessings of the gods.
"Sister, sister, this scumbag is so awesome!" Coral pulled Thirteenth Niang and kept chattering, with a look of excitement on her face.
"Yes, he seems to be much stronger than when he fought against Yao Bei at the first peak of Liangshan Mountain." Thirteenth Niang couldn't help but sigh, "At such an age, I really don't know how to practice. In the world of genius, It’s really unimaginable.”
Compared with the leisurely people eating melons below, the situation of Venerable Huanyin is undoubtedly much more difficult.
No matter what spiritual skills he used, he could not break through Zhong Wen's defense. Instead, he was passed by dense golden and purple sword lights several times. His skin was scratched in many places, and the sharp sword intent penetrated into the body along the wounds, wreaking havoc. It touched the flesh and blood of the meridians everywhere, and even vaguely affected the injury on his left hand, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Soon, he found that not only could he not beat Zhong Wen, he could not even run away.
Zhong Wen relied on the bald eagle to fly in the air. Although it was not as smooth as the flight of Master Ling, the straight-line speed was far greater than that of Master Huanyin.
Often, Master Huanyin changed his movements several times and managed to run a certain distance. The bald eagle could easily catch up with him just by waving his wings. The sour feeling of being chased behind by countless sword lights forced this veteran spiritual master to almost Crazy with desire.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
Another attempt by Master Huanyin to counterattack still failed to break the terrifying defense of the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique". He was chased by countless spiritual swords. He finally lost his mind, his emotions collapsed, and his body showed a trace of Subtle lag.
"Wan Jian!"
Given this opportunity, Zhong Wen naturally would not miss it. He shouted softly and pointed his sword directly at the Venerable Huanyin. Countless golden and purple sword lights were as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder, and they struck straight at the vitals of the Venerable Huanyin. go.
"ah!!!"
This time, Venerable Huanyin was finally unable to dodge, and was penetrated by several spiritual sword lights. His heart was crushed to pieces by the terrifying sword intent of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect". His red body swayed slightly, and he could no longer Unable to stay in the air, he indulged in free fall and fell straight down. His strong body collided with the ground, causing a loud "bang" sound.
"Wan Jian!"
When Zhong Wen saw him landing, he was not relieved and activated "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" again. Countless rays of sword light fell like a downpour, instantly drowning Venerable Huanyin who was lying flat on the ground.
Accompanied by screams one after another, Master Huanyin swallowed hundreds of spiritual swords without any resistance. Within a moment, he kicked his legs, rolled his eyelids, and completely lost his breath.
Zhong Wen glanced at Master Huanyin, who was almost cut into minced meat, and then multiple overlapping shadows appeared on his body, instantly appearing in front of Jiang Yushi and others.
"How are you, silly girl?" He looked at the all-powerful female general Fulong in front of him with a smile, "Do you have the answer to the question I just asked?"
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"Master Xiao, we have lost this battle." Jiang Yulong looked at Xiao Qingqing expressionlessly and said slowly, "Now the spirit-breaking chariot has been taken away by Nangong Yu, and there is another spiritual master on the other side. I’m afraid they will catch up soon and try to catch us all in one fell swoop.”
This time, his attitude finally softened a bit, but although he called Xiao Qingqing "Young Master", his tone was still as if he was treating a servant who came and left as soon as he was called.
"Why not go to the main camp and make plans after meeting General Gong?" Xiao Qingqing suggested.
Despite his many dissatisfaction with Jiang Yulong, Xiao Wuqing's attitude is still as gentle as jade, and his magnetic voice can easily make people feel friendly.
"The relationship between our Jiang family and the Gong family is not as good as you think." Jiang Yulong shook his head and said, "I don't want to talk about other inconveniences. Jiang will arrange for the soldiers to disperse and evacuate. The war situation here has been decided. There is no point in Mr. Xiao remaining in our army, so it is better to return to General Xiao Wuhen and wait for orders."
"In this case, Xiao resigns." Xiao Wuqing's impression of Fulong's army was extremely bad. Hearing that Jiang Yulong was going to drive him away, he felt no regrets at all. "General, please take care of yourself."
"See you later!" Jiang Yulong symbolically arched his hand.
"See you later!" Xiao Qingqing saluted, then turned around and walked out of the tent. His feet were fast, and in just a few breaths, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
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"Jiang family, what a Jiang family!" Walking on the path leading to Xiao Wuhen's army, Xiao Wuqing cursed through gritted teeth, "One day, I will make you all kneel down and beg me!"
Passing by a green lake, he was so exhausted that he couldn't help but squat down and pour a handful of lake water on his face.
The cool feeling refreshed him, and he was about to get up and continue on his way when a small boat on the shore suddenly caught his attention.
Although the boat is small, it has been cleaned very well.
It is clearly a fishing boat, but there are colorful and bright flowers placed all over the board, which looks exquisite and beautiful.
I wonder if I can ask the boatman for some food?
As soon as Xiao Qingqing's thoughts came up, the curtain in front of the cabin was lifted, revealing the face of a woman who was as beautiful as a fish and a wild goose.
"Xiao Wuqing!"
"Feifei!"
The two of them made eye contact and exclaimed at the same time.
