"Brother Fifteen, long time no see!"
Under the setting sun, the girl holds up her umbrella, her face is smiling, and the clouds are blooming.
The remaining rays of the sun fell on the girl's dress, which was as red as blood, and was coated with a light layer of gold powder, like a goddess stepping out of a colorful gold ink painting.
Mysterious, charming, yet extremely exaggerated!
"咴"
Jiang Li tightened the reins fiercely and sat down, raising the front hooves of the horse high in the air, neighing restlessly, trampling the ground uneasily, sending dust flying into the air.
The big black dog also stopped running, stuck out his tongue, and looked at the black umbrella curiously.
"Don't be frightened, horse!"
The horse was restless. Jiang Li stretched out his hand to caress the mane's neck. The spiritual power penetrated between his palms and gradually merged with the horse's consciousness. A strange feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.
Every thought I have can be transmitted to Dama's mind anytime and anywhere, and I can carefully feel Dama's various emotions while sitting down, as well as my sensitive touch to the surrounding environment.
Danger, murderous intent.
Buried everywhere.
Horses are psychic and often perceive danger more keenly and accurately than humans!
With the spirit soothed, the restlessness of the horse gradually subsided. Jiang Li looked around covertly, and finally landed on the girl in front of him.
In the depths of his mind, two vague figures slowly emerged, and finally overlapped with the woman holding an umbrella in front of him.
"Are you Jiang Xinbai? Or Jiang Xinyu!"
Jiang Li's eyes flashed, and he vaguely recognized the identity of the girl in front of him. She should be one of the twin daughters of the Second Lady Ning!
In Jiang Li's memory of his previous life, the impression of Ning's two daughters was very vague.
All I know is that these two young ladies from the Hou Mansion are incredibly talented. They were born with visions. At the age of three, they even showed their unique talent for Taoism. They were deeply loved by Jiang Shirong and had great expectations in return.
Since the age of seven, the two girls have been sent to Linghe Fort, one of the ten holy places in the Great Zhou Dynasty, to practice Taoism.
He only returns to the Marquis Mansion once every three years, but usually only stays for a few days and then immediately returns to the sect to practice.
The last time Jiang Li saw them was at the New Year's Eve dinner two years ago.
"Thank you for remembering us two sisters, Jiang Li. I am my sister Jiang Xinyu!" said the girl in red.
"It turns out to be Miss Xinyu. You are not practicing at Linghe Castle, so why did you suddenly return to Shengjing?" Jiang Li held a riding whip and saluted from afar.
"If I don't come back, my mother and second brother will be bullied to death by you!"
Jiang Xinyu smiled warmly and said in a soft voice: "In my impression, you have always been a careful and tolerant good boy. How come you have changed so much after not seeing each other for two years? You disobeyed your mother and killed your brother. Could it be that you are possessed by an evil spirit? Damn your mind!"
Before she finished speaking, the black iron umbrella in Jiang Xinyu's hand suddenly fell and hit the ground of the official road.
The umbrella handle, as thick as an arm, plunged into the ground. As the cover-like black umbrella shook, billowing red mist surged out like a tide, covering hundreds of meters in radius, and the scenery changed instantly.
Jiang Li seemed to be in a sea of scarlet blood, with black and red clouds surging above his head. The surrounding sea wind was howling, the bloody water was tumbling, and the waves were hundreds of meters high. It was like the world of Shura descending on the human world.
"Ho ho ho!"
Deafening unknown roars sounded in his ears one after another, like thunder containing endless anger. Each roar was like thunder, exploding in his ears, heart, and mind, tearing open the sky.
Jiang Li's soul was shaken and his spirit was trembling. The sea of blood surged and bulged in his sight. A ferocious sea beast with a height of tens of meters protruded from the sea of blood. Its ferocious and huge head, with black and yellow eyes as big as a water tank, looked cold and ruthless. , looking down from above.
"Shengjing is far away from the deep sea. How could such a sea beast float here?"
Jiang Li was horrified, his consciousness and spirit seemed to be completely immersed in the pressure and envelope of the surging sea of blood and ferocious blood beasts.
But the next moment, the light group of souls in the divine platform in his mind shook violently. He didn't know when it appeared in his mind, and the blood-colored chains that bound the souls shattered.
Jiang Li's vision suddenly returned to clarity. Looking around, there was still some trace of the surging sea of blood. Twenty or so warriors wearing sharp steel claws jumped out from the ground and rushed out of the forest, quietly heading towards him. Fast approach.
The person closest to him was within arm's reach.
The steps of these warriors are as light as civet cats, and their movements are as agile as apes. They are full of vitality, strong and soft, and the breathing of several of them seems to have completely disappeared, and they can feel the beating of their hearts at all.
Twenty Taiji realm warriors, six Juqing realm warriors, plus a divine object realm Taoist master Jiang Xinyu.
Such a configuration can establish a force in the secular world, and even in the military, it can support the branches of a team of thousands of people!
Jiang Li narrowed his eyes slightly, not angry at Jiang Xinbai's blocking of the road.
Being so valued by the enemy also proves that I am no longer a useless scholar who can be manipulated by others.
It's just that with this configuration, it's still a little bit inferior to controlling him.
"Hundred-Step Divine Fist!"
Jiang Li clenched his right fist fiercely and blasted in the air. A zhenqi fist mark rushed out of his body and directly hit the chest of a giant warrior who was quietly approaching.
Although the man was on guard, he never expected that the concubine of the Hou Mansion would suddenly wake up and be hit hard in the chest by Jiang Li's fist mark in the mental illusion.
With a crisp click, the giant warrior flew out upside down, fell on the official road dozens of meters away, and slid out for another dozen meters. He even coughed up blood and was unable to move. His internal organs were cracked by the shock of the true energy.
"Impossible, how could you break my mental control instantly!"
Thirty meters away, Jiang Xinyu turned pale, but as a high disciple of Linghe Fort, she calmed down instantly and shouted in a low voice: "Kill him directly!"
"Follow the order!"
More than twenty warriors accelerated their sprint at the same time. Some of them leaned down and attacked the horse's legs, while others jumped into the air, and the steel claws of their arms tore fiercely at Jiang Li's scalp...
"Flying sand can turn stones into gold!"
Jiang Li held his hands, and in an instant, a strong wind blew up, the sand and gravel were turbulent, and the dust was flying. With him as the center, the vision within a radius of more than 30 meters was blurred and dim, and everything was enveloped and swept by the wind, sand and rocks, and the waves rose more than a hundred meters.
"What is this, Tao method? Qi method?"
Jiang Xinyu stood under the black umbrella. Jiang Li's figure was completely lost in her mental perception. The shock and confusion in her eyes became more and more intense.
The huge storm that suddenly appeared on the official road was not only similar to the fluctuation of Yuan Qi and spirit, but also seemed to contain the flow of Qi. It seemed that there was some weird energy that even she could not identify.
Although these fluctuations, qi, and energy have their own characteristics and should belong to different veins, they are perfectly integrated without any abruptness or conflict.
Never seen before, never heard of.
How can Qi meridians and Tao methods be perfectly integrated!
"Ah, the flying blade hurts someone? There is a Taoist master!"
"Run away!"
Jiang Xinyu was still in shock. In the stormy column of flying sand and rocks, hundreds of stinging sounds were heard intensively. The screams of the accompanying warriors also sounded at the same time, and the smell of blood filled the air...
Jiang Xinyu was shocked, and she couldn't help but shed a layer of delicate sweat in her jade hands that clenched the black umbrella.
She seems to have underestimated this concubine of the Houfu!
At the same time, in the storm, the flying sand was carried by the violent airflow at an alarming speed, like an overwhelming arrow, hitting the bodies of more than twenty trapped warriors intensively.
If an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts is put into such a situation, he is afraid that his skin and flesh will be torn apart in an instant. If it takes longer, all the flesh and blood will be ground away and turned into white bones with scars.
But the twenty or so people were all powerful warriors who had been cultivating martial arts for more than ten or twenty years. Their skin was tough and the flying sand was sharp, but it only scratched their clothes and skin, leaving shallow but dense blood marks.
Such scars and pain are simply insignificant to Tai Chi and Ju Qing martial artists.
"It's just a cover-up!"
"Be careful!"
After the initial shock, the more than twenty warriors quickly calmed down and were alert. While squinting their eyes with their hands to block the wind and sand, they swam quickly, relying on the direction in their memory to surround and kill Jiang Li.
But the next moment, some dust and gravel around them suddenly condensed together under the pull of the air flow, and a little starlight shone in the wind and dust, soaking in the dust and gravel.
When the starlight dissipated, a faint light with an icy aura appeared.
The storm roared violently, and the sharp whine of sharp blades piercing the air erupted instantly. Countless irregular sharp iron blades appeared out of thin air, and pierced the bodies of more than 20 warriors, causing a puff of blood mist.
A shrill scream immediately sounded, and the remaining limbs flew everywhere.
"Flying sand can turn stones into gold!"
In the center of the storm, Jiang Li shouted in his heart. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the wind and sand condensed into nine sharp short spears. The stars shone and turned into solid iron.
"咴"
He clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and the big horse neighed, stamped its iron hooves, and rushed out like lightning.
"What happened inside!"
Under the huge black umbrella that looked like a canopy, Jiang Xinyu was on full alert. Her soul power could not penetrate the raging storm, and she had no idea what was going on inside.
She held the black umbrella tightly, turning a deaf ear to the screams in the storm. In the leather bag around her waist, twelve flying blades covered with blood streaks slowly floated up.
"Da da da"
In the raging storm, the sound of iron hooves was as loud as thunder. There was a sudden sound, and a young figure, wrapped in nine flying iron spears, leaped out on horseback and dogs.
The iron spear flew up and down with a cold glow, directly breaking through the air and piercing the vital parts of her body.
"Shadow expelling things!"
Jiang Xinyu gave a sweet scolding, and thoughts of soul power rushed out of her body. She rolled up the twelve blood-marked flying blades in front of her and fired them instantly towards the iron spear.
"Woof"
From an inconspicuous place, a sudden bark also sounded at this moment.
Jiang Xinyu's eyes were dazzled when she suddenly saw a three-headed ghost dog with its whole body covered in blood. It stretched out its wet scarlet tongue and licked the uneven places on her body unceremoniously.
"What the hell!"
Jiang Xinyu was suddenly startled, and couldn't help but take a step back. Her mind suddenly wandered, and the thoughts attached to the twelve blood-marked flying blades were knocked out by something.
The illusion in front of me disappeared, and there were no three ghost dogs left. There was only a seven- or eight-month-old black-haired native dog, with a lewd expression on its face.
The twelve blood-patterned flying blades landed lightly on the black dog's hair and disappeared.
"Demon dog!"
Jiang Xinyu was greatly surprised. Although she had noticed the local dog that followed Jiang Li all the way, she never imagined that it was actually a monster that had cultivated to the realm of divine objects.
"Damn dog, get out of here!"
Jiang Xinyu yelled angrily, and her hand that was holding the handle of the umbrella twirled slightly, and there was a clicking sound of metal at the edge of the black umbrella.
The black umbrella suddenly separated, and it turned out to be composed of thirty-six slender sharp blades, and the tail was connected to the umbrella handle by thin wires.
"Swish swish!"
The umbrella bloomed like a flower. Jiang Xinyu had just activated the black umbrella. The iron gun shot out like lightning at this time, directly hitting the joint of the blade and messing up the thin wires.
The gun barrel and the blade rubbed fiercely, and sparks continued to spatter.
"Even a mere mortal weapon wants to stop me!"
Jiang Xinyu smiled coldly, twisted the umbrella handle with her jade hand, rolled up the blade, and the nine iron spears instantly shattered into slag.
"咴"
At the same moment when the iron gun shattered, Jiang Xinyu's eyes suddenly darkened, and it turned out to be Jiang Li riding his horse.
The big horse with a shoulder height of nearly two meters leaped several meters and rushed in front of Jiang Xinyu in just one step. From a high position, it hit hard with two iron hooves.
Jiang Xinyu was holding a black umbrella, but she was caught off guard and was hit directly in the chest by an iron hoof. She and the umbrella were trampled by horse hooves and flew out. She fell to the official road dozens of meters away. Her chest was sunken and she vomited blood.
(End of chapter)
