Central Plains·Junting·Weishui River
The clear water and drizzle flooded the boat, the vast mist and the mist filled the clouds and cliffs.
The Weishui River on this day was just as expected by Mr. Huimou. It was shrouded in mist and vaguely, and hundreds of ships could be seen one after another. They were all lined with soldiers and looked majestic.
In the mist, a wisp of cold light passed by the ears of the soldiers. The shocked soldiers only felt a wave of cold air, but they didn't know that behind them, in front of Jun Wu An, a long sword was just a millimeter away from Jun Mo's eyebrows. Stop.
Shanzhu Xi and Bei Rutian on the side were shocked and hurriedly stood in front of Jun Mo. It seemed that the sword was so fast that the two first-level stars did not react.
"Hmph, you are in the same realm of stars, but you are far different from my junior brother. If I had entrusted my life to you, I would have died in the hands of the Marquis Mansion. Send the order, the soldiers of the Marquis Mansion have arrived, and the entire army is on alert!"
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There was still a strange scene of clouds and mist in the sky. When the battle was about to begin, the surrounding atmosphere was eerily silent. There were always some pawns who would be distracted by the changes in the environment.
"Hey, Huzi, look at the weather this year. The land that was dry a few days ago is about to crack, but today it's foggy. When did the clouds in the Central Plains surge like this?"
The soldier named Huzi stared blankly at the sky like the others. After a while, he said curiously: "Look at the way the clouds are rolling, is there something strange about it?"
"Hey, don't tell me, it does have the charm of a fairy painting. When I looked at that painting... it looked like a Buddha."
"The entire army is on alert!"
As soon as the messenger finished speaking, an angry roar came from the Buddha statue transformed from the clouds in the sky: "Buddha's Seal: Breaking the Precepts Buddha!"
A huge Buddha handprint fell from the sky, and the suffocating internal pressure made the 20,000 soldiers stationed by the Weishui River tremble completely and became restless.
Although these soldiers have seen battles between those strong men several times, when this scene is so close before their eyes, they are still a little intimidated.
"Hmph! That's a bluff!"
When Bei Rutian saw this, he said disdainfully, and then took off a Buddhist bead from the chain and placed it in his palm. The beads then blended into his palm to form a Buddhist mark, and then flew upwards towards the palm above the sky.
The two palms met, and a trembling impact was seen in the sky spreading out in a circular arc. The surging clouds were suddenly washed away, revealing a dazzling light.
Under the bright sun, the golden body of Monk Buwu floated in the sky, and behind him, a golden Buddha shocked Bei Rutian.
Bei Rutian first cautiously stepped back, tentatively feeling the palm that he just didn't understand, and then revealed a snicker: "Humph, you are at the peak of the first-class master realm, but you just can't break through to the stars. After all, we can’t beat the Sa family!”
Bei Rutian, who fell from the sky, held up his hand in the air, and a burst of air burst out from his palm. Then he flew straight up into the sky to a position level with Bu Wu. He took off two more beads and melted them into his palm. Then he put his palms together and violently One shot.
I saw thick black smoke coming from the palm of my hand, wrapping it up into a ball of air. The ball of air gathered bigger and bigger, purple fireworks emitted from time to time, and suddenly split from the middle, and the same dark black Buddha appeared behind Bei Rutian.
"Black Buddha Seal·Ksitigarbha!"
The two men who were both eminent monks in Shaolin in the past were now fighting to the death here. Looking at the giant Buddha who no longer had any compassion or kindness, he couldn't help but feel sad.
"Amitabha, like heaven, you have completely fallen into the devil's path, and you no longer have any mercy."
"Hmph! Mercy? The Sa family will use the power of this demon today to crush the false compassion of you and the old abbot!"
While speaking, Bei Rutian had already swung out a punch wrapped in black energy and purple flames, and hit Buwu hard.
The Buwu monk didn't seem to feel nervous, and his brows were surprisingly calm. The bright golden Buddha behind him calmly stretched out a palm, and the heavy fist hit the palm of the golden Buddha like a landslide, but it was stabilized. Take it steadily.
"How! How is it possible! How can you, a mere first-class grandmaster, receive this full blow from me?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Rutian suddenly felt that there seemed to be something shining brightly in the wrist of the monk who was not enlightened, which made him dazzling.
"This is... the Shakyamuni Diamond Bracelet? Wasn't it destroyed by that old abbot? How did it appear in your hand?!"
Bu Wu said calmly: "Amitabha, Master has noticed early on that your mind is not right. What you pursue is power, not the mercy of our Buddha. Therefore, Master pretended to destroy it in front of you, but in fact, before his death, he gave it to a poor monk. .”
"Damn it, so what if you have this magical weapon, the Sa family will still destroy you!"
On the bank of the Weishui River, Jun Mo suddenly sensed a special power from the golden bracelet on Monk Wuwu's wrist by virtue of his perception of the three realms of stars. He immediately panicked and said: "Mangosteen, go help him quickly."
"yes!"
Above the sky, Monk Buwu seemed to have sensed that Shanzhuxi was coming, so he stopped entangled with Bei Rutian, clenched the fist of Ksitigarbha summoned by Bei Rutian, and then pushed hard , the Ksitigarbha Buddha statue was immediately blown to pieces.
Black and purple flames fell from the sky, turning the Weishui River into a sea of purple flames. The soldiers who were touched by the flames realized that they could not extinguish the evil fire no matter what, and had no choice but to let it burn their bodies into withered bones.
At this time, Jun Mo, who has always been relatively restless, stood up first. With the strength of Zhongli's object-controlling skills in the three realms of stars, he placed two fingers in front of him, controlling the air with one thought and controlling the power with one thought. Internal force dissipates.
As his two fingers drew an arc from the tip of his nose to his side, he hummed softly: "Scatter!"
A heavy and transforming Qi spread out in all directions like a throw from the universe, and the purple flames on the soldiers instantly dissipated into the dust.
"Hey, you almost burned me to death, Huzi, are you okay?"
"It's okay, but I lost some skin..."
Before the soldiers could relax for a moment, a huge sword as big as a dome pillar on the vast Weishui River slashed them into pieces of blood and juice with the roaring waves.
Red blood dyed into the blue water, accompanied by the huge sword, tumbling in. Facing the attack, Jun Mo seemed to be much more cautious. He put his hands together, made a bow step with his feet, and struck it with all his strength. withstand.
Looking at the entire Hou Mansion, the only person who can use such a level of moves must be his junior fellow apprentice, Yi Jingxingxu, Leng Leng, who is also one of the three disciples of Zhongli Jing.
If it were the realm of single theory, Jun Mo, who had already reached the three realms of stars, would definitely not pay attention to the strength of a mere realm, but Leng Leng was different.
In that Yanyu Tower, Jun Mo, the eldest son of Wu'an Palace, and Ye Qianqiu challenged and competed with each other all day long.
Although Zhongli's object-controlling technique is the pinnacle of object-controlling martial arts, and if Qinglian is included, there are only four people who practice it. However, in the early days, there were two schools of strength and precision.
Among them, Ye Qianqiu's main focus is strength. With one control of his energy, he can set off turbulent waves and break mountains. If he hadn't been nostalgic for the fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River and deliberately stagnated his realm at the level of a first-class master and chose not to ascend, he would have been at least as good as he is now. It has the strength of the three realms of stars.
Jun Mo, on the other hand, puts precision first. Although he cannot conquer mountains and rivers with his energy, he can accurately sense and control every trace of inner energy, making every strike extremely precise.
But just when the two of them were fighting fiercely and could not decide the winner, a child who was less than ten years old was brought back to Yanyu Tower by Mr. Zhongli.
Both of them looked at the child as if they were laughing. Taking advantage of Mr. Zhongli's absence, they playfully tried to tease the child. Unexpectedly, the two of them got up one by one and lost to that child in a single fight. Children under ten years old.
Although he is young, he is able to achieve both precision and strength. A blow with gathered energy is as heavy as ten thousand catties, and a strike with dispersed energy can travel through thousands of steps. Ye Qianqiu is immediately convinced, but Jun Mo always thinks that, It was Master Zhong Lijing who secretly gave guidance to that boy.
So he left Yanyu Tower in anger and returned to Wu'an Palace. It happened that his predecessor Wu'an Jun died of illness, and Jun Mo at that time sat on Wu'an Jun's throne with the strength of a star.
It's a pity that fate has played a trick on people, and fate has once again placed these two fellow disciples against each other.
"The soldiers and horses have not moved yet, the general goes first, huh, you don't take me seriously, little one, I want to see if you can still be as arrogant as you were in the past ten years!"
Jun Mo continued to transfer the internal energy to his hands. He sensed the flow of every inch of the internal energy in the giant sword, constantly assimilated it, and then with a cold snort, he tore the giant sword into pieces.
"A realm is a realm, kid! Without Master to help you, do you think the road ahead will be difficult?"
A figure loomed up from the vast mist on the Weishui River.
"Brother, after all these years, you still misunderstand Master."
"Misunderstanding? If he wasn't partial to you, given your age, how could you have entered the realm of stars! But it doesn't matter, now I can easily neutralize your full blow, and it's no longer the same as before!"
"Really? You're still too conceited."
Jun Mo suddenly felt something bad, and just now he was looking at his fellow disciples and yelling coldly, but he didn't realize that although the giant sword was broken, the fragmented internal energy had not faded at all.
"Yu Logistics·Huasan!"
Leng Leng also placed two fingers in front of the tip of his nose, and with a sudden turn, the scattered fragments became mobile again. They quickly rotated and accurately passed through the throats of the soldiers and dispersed towards the cavalry.
Jun Mo saw this and yelled: "Hmph! You little beast, you don't dare to confront me head-on, but you prioritize reducing our troops. Do you think this can change the pattern of our Jinghong Palace dominating the imperial court? Cowardly!"
"You are wrong again, Senior Brother." Leng Leng said indifferently: "Although you and I have grudges, I came here today with military orders. With Master and I, we can hold you three Xingxu and two An army of ten thousand people has successfully completed the tasks assigned by the military advisor."
Jun Mo's eyes were startled, and he immediately waved out a heavy internal force with his big hand, dispersing the thick fog on the Weishui River, and empty boats with straw figures standing on them floated in front of him.
Jun Mo was furious: "Opportunistic rats!"
"Rat man? Your Jinghong Palace is indeed unprecedentedly powerful, but even if our Marquis Mansion is far behind you, we can still win a victory thousands of miles away if we plan our strategy!"
As he spoke, in the southwest and northwest, Liuxu rose up and flew backwards, exploding in the air.
"Look, senior brother, that's the order for us rats to attack."
