Under the bright moonlight, he was wearing a plain shirt and was being chased by a man with a double-eared halberd. Wherever he passed, he was also hit by monks in robes, soldiers in armor, and rogues in black wielding knives and sticks.
He put his hands behind his hands and dodged in the shadows of swords and swords, as if strolling in a courtyard, leaving behind pieces of afterimages in the interlacing of zhenqi.
The graceful and plump beautiful woman and the charming beauty in the distance were briefly shocked and then regained their energy. In the melee, they approached the young man in plain clothes as if with divine help, and stopped the man with the halberd in his ears.
The three old monks and the old man in black Confucian shirts high in the sky became anxious. They abandoned the handsome young man in white robes and all rushed towards the young man in plain shirts.
The white-robed young man slowly loosened his grip on the woman in the glazed blue skirt: "Guifen, please be patient and leave for a while for your husband."
The beauty in the glazed blue dress nodded with firm eyes and said, "Chaoyang, be safe!".
Yuan Chaoyang gently pushed her with both hands, and saw her sliding away like a fairy.
As the distance grew farther, the originally beautiful appearance gradually showed signs of aging, and her hair turned white, until her face turned pale with snowy hair, and her skin became wrinkled with old spots. She was standing in the forest in the distance, holding on to the trees and looking forward expectantly.
In the dark night, Li Zhanyi and Yu Xiaowei held back Wang Feng who was holding a double-eared halberd. Only then did Zhao Zhengli in plain clothes have time to raise his arms slightly. Infuriating energy from all directions rolled in. His breath rose, and he only heard a bang in his body, like dust. When the wine is opened, the sound is as crisp as the sound of nature, resounding throughout the night.
"call!"
As if regaining long-lost power, his whole body is filled with infinite energy.
Zhao Zhengli calmly scanned the crowds of people coming from all directions like a banished fairy and son. Only the three breaths above his head gave him a sense of suffocation and oppression.
Du Qiao, a man in black Confucian robes, said sternly as he dived, "After a great fall in my realm, I came back again. If my foundation is like enlightenment for the second time, I will never let you stay!"
When Northern Shaolin woke up, Huicong looked at the old and lonely Zen Master Juekong. He sighed leisurely: "It seems that he is going to end up with Qingcheng Mountain after all."
"Whirring whirring"
High in the sky, the three old monks and the black Confucian-shirted men pressed down with their palms, showing unconcealed murderous intent.
The grand master's full force palm was like a divine punishment coming down, not to mention the four attacks at the same time. An ordinary grand master of the same realm would not be able to withstand it. And now Zhao Zhengli has just returned to the grand master realm, how can he withstand it?
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, Zhao Zhengli broke free from the shackles of the Grand Master's law and rushed into hundreds of people at an almost supernatural speed. He was like a wild beast rushing into a herd of sheep. The fierce energy he exuded could overturn dozens of people.
The four of them were all stunned. It was unbelievable that he could break free from the lock of the law by brute force when he first entered the Grand Master realm. You must know that it was locked by the law of four great masters, which was equivalent to the shackles of the four great Dao. It is difficult for ordinary masters to escape at the peak of their level.
Even if he was at the peak of the middle level of a master before he fell, he didn't think he could break free so easily, but now he has just returned to the first level of a master and managed to escape.
How can you not be surprised, how can you not be afraid if you think about it carefully?
"boom"
Before the four palm powers fell, there was a ray of purple light that was faster and defeated the four palm powers, and the terrifying infuriating energy filled the night.
"Boom"
In the aftermath, the masters below fled away, and hundreds of people quickly scattered. Dozens and hundreds of people who were closer were blown away like scarecrows. Blood was vaguely visible all night long, and they suddenly fell to the ground without moving.
The rest of the people were also pushed several feet in all directions like duckweeds in the stormy waves.
This is just the aftermath of the collision between the five great masters, which shows how terrifying it is.
"boom!"
A burst of zhenqi knocked over dozens of people in the scattered crowd, and a completely opposite scene appeared. Wang Fengzheng, a man with two ears and a long halberd, fled in panic, and behind him, Zhao Zhengli, dressed in plain clothes, chased and slashed like a ghost.
Seeing the situation, the soldiers of the Zhijun Mansion hurriedly dispersed, and the remaining soldiers gathered here and there without forming a square formation.
As the saying goes, if a soldier is cowardly, a whole bunch of them will be cowardly. Young Master Wang, who was usually as tall as a god in the eyes of these soldiers, is now like a bereaved dog. How can these ordinary soldiers gather morale.
In addition, most of the local army and militia are motivated by gangsters and gangsters. They know how to weigh the pros and cons. Their loyalty and loyalty are not even as good as those of Jianghu people. They usually prey on the common people in the streets and are good at bullying others. When they encounter ruthless characters, their true nature will naturally come out.
They were able to survive until now only because of the generous support of the Wang family and his son. After all, they were reluctant to part with this bowl of rice.
However, the current situation is serious, and some people still know how to cherish their lives.
What is left can only be described as a slave to money.
Even so, the dozens of slaves left behind gave Zhao Zhengli a headache. Although he could not gather morale, just killing them all would take a lot of time.
What's more, there are also some Jianghu people raised by the Du family and Northern Shaolin monks, two forces interfering.
Wang Feng rushed behind the soldiers without any hesitation and used dozens of soldiers to hold back the white-faced lunatic holding the sword.
"Puff! Wang Feng's son will die!"
Zhao Zhengli didn't stop, he picked up his scimitar and charged in. He was completely red-eyed because he had almost fallen to Wang Feng's halberd several times earlier. If his skills were inferior, he would have to admit defeat. With strength, the old and new scores will be settled. clear.
Above the night sky, a man in white robe looked like a demon overpowering the four great masters. His black hair danced wildly and his white robe hunted.
Northern Shaolin Juekong, Lingjue, Huicong, and Du Qiao all felt extremely strenuous. Earlier, Yuan Chaoyang held Yang Guifen and was able to draw four of them with one hand. Now that his hands are free and he has no burden, the four of them are no different. opponent.
Seeing the situation, Du Qiao turned around and killed Yang Guifen, who was holding a tree in the distance and was looking forward to it. The Grand Master was very fast. By the time Yuan Chaoyang could react, he had already gone dozens of feet away.
The black Confucian robe rises for a ride.
Yuan Chaoyang was furious: "Don't you dare, old thief of the Du family!"
"Whoosh"
He raised the purple sword in his hand and threw it out with all his strength. The purple beam was like a meteor that cut through the long night, with a rolling rhyme.
"Bang bang bang!"
The three old monks took action almost at the same time, but were all shaken away by the terrifying Tao Yun.
"puff"
Du Qiao felt the fear of being locked by the power of God, and instinctively turned around to resist. He almost lost consciousness as soon as he came into contact with him, and his body was penetrated by a purple mist.
The only thing he remembered before he fell into coma was that the purple mist passed half an inch away from his heart.
"Hoo ho ho"
The three northern Shaolin monks turned around and attacked Yuan Chaoyang, who had no weapons.
"I'm so angry, I'll give it a go!"
Facing the oncoming attack, Yuan Chaoyang held up his sleeves, and his true energy turned into a white ball in his left hand and a black ball in his right hand. The two black and white light balls formed one yin and one yang, with Taoist rhymes intertwined and runes densely covered.
"Crack~Boom!"
The muffled thunder that appeared several times in the night sky finally fell, hitting Yuan Chaoyang who was holding a black and white yin and sun ball.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
At the same time, Yuan Chaoyang calmly threw the light ball in his hand. One black and one white collided in mid-air, spinning rapidly to form a Yin-Yang diagram. The rotation speed absorbed the attacks of the three old monks and was converted into a part of the Yin-Yang diagram.
All this was completed in an instant, and several people were still shocked by the thunder.
"Bang!"
The Yin-Yang diagram exploded out of thin air.
Yuan Chaoyang stepped out of the void and appeared in front of the three old monks almost at the same time, with lightning flashing above his head.
Before the three monks could resist the explosion of the Yin-Yang Diagram, they saw silvery white lightning suddenly falling from above their heads.
Bai Nayi: "Madman!"
Huang Monk Yi: "Yuan Chaoyang, I will fight against you, Immortal Banban!"
Linglong Kasaya: "You are seeking death with your nose!"
…
At this moment, the three eminent monks of creation broke the precept of lying regardless of their image.
Use all your strength to dodge.
"Crack!"
The sky thunder fell faster, and the void was shattered. The night was like day, and four scorched black figures were vaguely seen falling, like comets impacting, kicking up billowing dust.
The sound waves of the sky thunder mixed with the aftermath of the Yin-Yang diagram, spreading in all directions. The air waves visible to the naked eye were devastating, rocks, grass and trees were flying across the ground, mixed with ant-like crowds. The terrifying sound of the sonic boom alone made people deaf, deaf and bleed, and the low-level and serious explosions occurred on the spot. shoot.
Those with higher realms are also affected like fish in a pond. Their spirits are crazy, their heads are buzzing, and those who are better still suffer from tinnitus and deafness, unable to distinguish between north and south.
When the dust settled, the post road was in a mess. The remaining people in the bustle had already lost their sense of fighting and even doubted whether they were dead or alive?
Zhao Zhengli supported Yu Xiaowei, and Yu Xiaowei supported Emei Li Zhanyi.
The three of them were in a panic, looking for Yuan Chaoyang in white robes in the dark night and scorched earth with dull eyes.
"Ahem!"
A figure staggered up from the scorched earth, shook the dirt off the torn white robe, and cursed: "This is the first time in my life that I am in such a mess, you three old bald donkeys should feel honored."
Then he glanced around, looking for the three northern Shaolin monks: "What? Are the bald donkeys still fighting?"
"Swish swish!"
In the pit, two charred figures carried one person and flew away through the sky. Under the moonlight, the monk's robe was riddled with holes. The monk's robe was torn and torn, and even fragments of the exquisite cassock fell here and there.
"Yuan Chaoyang, let's wait and see!"
A harsh word from the world was dropped in the night sky, but the tone was a little weak, but one could still tell that it was the octogenarian Zen Master Juekong.
When the northern Shaolin monks saw that Grand Master and others had all run away, they did not dare to stay, and they fled with great ease.
Not far away, several small soldiers supported the burly man as he fled away lamely. The two soldiers following closely behind him were carrying double-eared halberds.
Zhao Zhengli did not stop him and was unable to stop him.
The long-term battle consumes a lot of money, and being affected by the great master's Dao Yun Qi. Being able to resist is a blessing, and not being able to resist is a disaster.
The onlookers from the distant mountains certainly didn't mind that the matter was serious, and there were even people who volunteered to cut off the mess.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
Three sword energy shot through the air, striking at Zhao Zhengli, Li Zhanyi and Yu Xiaowei respectively.
"boom!"
At the same time, a long force of palm defused them, and then three or two knights in linen were forced to their knees by an invisible force.
“Bang bang bang”
Three pairs of knees sank deep into the ground, stones and soil splashed out, their spines were forced to bend, and their expressions were ferocious. This was the overwhelming pressure of their laws.
A shadow in a black cloak slowly walked out, and said in a hoarse voice: "What's the point of taking advantage of others' danger? The Southwest Wang family will fight for the injustice of their distant relatives without even considering whether it's enough?"
Everyone else was shocked, including Zhao Zhengli and the other three.
It had only been about three breaths since Mai and the three of them took action and were uniformed, and those three people were all at the top of the Grandmaster level. One of them was still at the level of a Grandmaster, but he was so coerced by the black cloak that he knelt down to the point where he could not lift his head. How powerful was that black cloak? realm?
Although Zhao Zhengli and others were puzzled, Yuan Chaoyang had already seen the clues. He picked up the shocked Yang Guifen from a distance. At that time, she had regained her youth, and her beautiful eyes were vaguely filled with panic.
Yuan Chaoyang walked over with a somewhat sluggish pace: "Are you wiping the butt of the unscrupulous descendants?"
The black cloak glanced at the desperate black scholar-shirted Du Qiao in the distance: "We have different positions. It's hard to distinguish between right and wrong. I can only say that his fists are not strong enough. I have heard about what he did, and I also expected his situation today. The worst thing he can do is die, and I still have half a breath of life, so I will naturally have to clean up the mess for him, and it depends on whether the Taoist Master can give me face!"
As he spoke, he withdrew the pressure of the avenue, and the three members of the Southwest Wang family collapsed to the ground as if they had been reborn.
Yuan Chaoyang straightened his dirty white robe and said: "In the current situation, do you think you have the whole army? However, another fight is not impossible." Then he glanced at Yang Guifen, Zhao, Yu, and Li San beside him. Person: "I'm just worried."
Then he turned his attention to the black cloak: "Do you know why the old Taoist didn't hurt anyone in your clan when he went to Cangzhou? Even the carefully selected maids from your clan couldn't be taken away. Why?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, Yuan Chaoyang replied to himself: "I just want to give your incompetent elder a chance to rectify the family. Unfortunately, I am very disappointed!"
The black cloak looked wary: "The Taoist priest doesn't plan to let him go?"
Yuan Chaoyang smiled slightly: "You can let it go, it depends on the sincerity of the Du family!"
The head of the Du family softened his tone: "You don't want beauty, gold? Or exotic herbs? I have a transformed wild ginseng plant, and I'm willing to part ways with it as long as I can resolve the old feud with the Taoist priest."
Yuan Chaoyang's eyes brightened when he heard the transformed wild ginseng, and then he quickly covered it up: "As a monk, money is something that belongs to the outside world, so the wild ginseng reluctantly accepted it. However, I want to go to the East China Sea. I heard that the Du family has several sea ships. I wonder if it is possible. Can I borrow it?"
The black cloak hurriedly replied: "Of course, there is a ship going from Cangzhou in the North Sea to Dengzhou. It will arrive at the coast of the East China Sea in about three or four days. I will make the decision and give it to the Taoist priest for going to sea. I will also arrange for maids and servants to accompany him to serve him. , is Taoist Master satisfied?"
Yuan Chaoyang nodded, and then glanced at Du Qiao on the ground: "The Du family understands etiquette so well, how come he is such a stubborn person?"
The black cloak didn't know how to answer the question, so he said goodbye with his hands folded, and Du Qiao, who was half-breathed with his sleeves wrapped up in his arms, left through the air, injecting a long stream of vitality into him to sustain his life.
In addition to people watching the excitement on the post road, Northern Shaolin monks, Jianghu guests of the Du family, and soldiers of the Wang family all fled in a hurry.
Of course, there were also three linen knights from the southwest Wang family who ran away.
After this battle, Yuan Chaoyang became famous. Changhong's sword was six hundred armor. This was despite being blocked by the four great masters. If he was allowed to swing his sword, he would probably kill thousands of people.
After all, he was able to defeat four great masters with one hand. In the end, he caused thunder to strike down three northern Shaolin monks, and he almost killed the great master Du Qiao with a casually thrown long sword.
At the end of the ceremony, the heads of the Du family even took the initiative to apologize and offered wild ginseng in the form of wild ginseng to the ship out to sea before picking up Du Qiao, who was only half-breathed.
Everything he does is courteous.
Every detail reveals his terrifying strength, which is close to the realm of heaven and human. To outsiders, it seems lively, but Zen Master Juekong of Northern Shaolin understands it deeply, because in his earlier battle with Yuan Chaoyang, he touched the threshold of heaven and human realm from a near-death state. He thought that after his strength increased greatly, he could rival Yuan Chaoyang, who had also reached the threshold of the land gods.
As a result, he almost didn't get beaten to death, and even caused a thunderstorm. He once wondered if Yuan Chaoyang had entered the realm of heaven and humanity. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to protect himself in the face of more than a thousand people and four great masters.
In short, that night was the most crazy battle in recent decades, which caused a sensation in the world and shocked the court.
However, the second Taoist of Qingcheng Mountain has become the hottest topic in the world.
