Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 165
Just as several masters were fighting together, the rest of them were also fighting endlessly.

Ding Ping originally wanted to kill the seemingly weakest Captain Hong in order to snatch the mark, but seeing Zhao Dezhao was also eyeing him, he didn't dare to compete with him, so he had to bite the bullet and go find someone else.

He raised the Kunwu sword in his hand, the sharpness was revealed, the sword light was sharp, and he struck towards Jia Zhiqing.

Jia Zhiqing was Ding Ping's opponent, seeing the bloody sword light attacking, her delicate body trembled in fright, she quickly shrank behind the golden-armored giant, trying to shake off the sword light.

When Jia Xian saw his granddaughter meeting the enemy, he shouted loudly, and armed with a green sword, he attacked Ding Ping.

Ding Ping only hoped that Jia Zhiqing could be killed quickly so that he could escape quickly, and he didn't want to wade through the muddy water here again.

So he made a fierce backhand sword, and with fierce flames, he met the long sword in Jia Xian's hand, chopped him back several steps, then dodged around the golden-armored giant, and continued to charge towards Jia Zhiqing.

Jia Zhiqing was not a young lady without a chicken in her hands. Seeing Ding Ping rushing towards her, she lightly jumped up with her lotus feet and stuck to the golden armored giant, dodging the sword.

When Ding Ping wanted to pursue him again, the golden-armored giant swung down the big stick, which was surrounded by strong winds, forcing him to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

This time, Jia Zhiqing had another chance to breathe.

Her brain also turned very fast, knowing that among the people in the field except Hong Taiwei, her own martial arts was the lowest, and she must be the focus of many parties vying to kill, so she simply turned over and stood directly on the shoulder of the golden armored giant.

This giant was one foot four or five feet tall, like a hill, if someone wanted to attack her, they would have to leap into the air, and since there was nowhere to rely on strength in mid-air, it would be difficult to avoid the attack of the tall and long-armed giant.

But Ding Ping is not an ordinary master after all, he raised his Kunwu sword, and a few feet of sword light appeared out of thin air, like a long whip, and swept towards Jia Zhiqing.

Jia Zhiqing didn't expect that his internal energy was so strong that he could escape from the body. Seeing the sword light sweeping towards him, there was no way to avoid it, so she could only close her beautiful eyes and wait for death in despondency.

Jia Xian was the closest to her, but he was too late to rescue her, his eyes were red and his beard and hair were all stretched out.

At this critical moment, Jia Zhiqing's chest suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light, as if a great sun had risen into the sky, scorching brightly.

The blood-colored light of the Kunwu sword was illuminated by this golden light, and it disappeared without a trace like the spring sun melting snow.

Jia Zhiqing felt the huge change in her soul, she was overjoyed and opened her eyes.

The golden light in front of him converged into a huge ball of light, and a blurry figure walked out of it.

Tsing Yi directly embroidered, tall, thin and straight.

It was her father, Jia Zhengliang who was hiding in the Da Luo rune.

Ding Ping was also very surprised to see a big living person walk out of Jia Zhiqing's body like this, with a horizontal sword in his chest, he asked sharply:
"You... who are you?"

Jia Zhengliang's eyes were bright and energetic, and he glanced around lightly, and he could understand what happened roughly.

He said to Ding Ping calmly:

"You are the one who wants to kill my daughter?"

The voice is not loud, but it carries an undeniable majesty.

Hearing what he said, Ding Ping understood that this person was Jia Zhiqing's father, and said with a sneer:

"Pretentious, I'm not even afraid of your old man Jia Xian, let alone you?"

With a swing of the Kunwu sword in his hand, he swept towards Jia Zhengliang.

Jia Zhengliang tied the golden light seal with his hands, and chanted words in his mouth, urging the golden light mantra:
"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all energy.

Practice extensively for billions of kalpas, and prove my supernatural powers..."

A faint golden light ignited on his body, like a bright moon, pure as a mirror, hanging in the air.

The moonlight was as vast as the sea, like an invisible wall blocking the sword in Ding Ping's hand.

Ding Ping urged his inner strength again and again, but when the strength on the sword encountered this piece of golden light, it disappeared without a trace like a cow falling into the sea.

He was startled, and stabbed with the sword again with his backhand.

Jia Zhengliang stepped away sideways, his eyes became sharp:
"What a murderer, today the poor Taoist will take the place of the patriarch to eliminate harm for the people."

As he spoke with his hands floating in the air, a mysterious and incomprehensible inscription suddenly appeared out of thin air, and he only heard him shout:

"The Empress Dowager descends, and the order of the Heavenly Master is executed. Zhengyixuantan, hurry out of the Crimson Palace. Please use the Thunder from the Dragon and Tiger Xuantan, Marshal Zhao, to use it as quickly as an old ancestor Tianshizhenjun's order!"

With an order, the inscriptions in the air suddenly shone brightly, only to hear the sound of a huge roar of tigers in mid-air, followed by Jia Zhengliang surrounded by lightning, awe-inspiring like a god descending into the world.

Longhushan Leifa.

Thunder method is the first of all methods, and all schools and schools of Taoism have their own cultivation methods, but they are not the same.

The Huashan Thunder Method practiced by Xin Ziqiu cultivates the energy of the five elements and seeks the unity of heaven and man. It is a method of cultivating inner alchemy.

The Dragon and Tiger Mountain spell relies on talismans and the heroic spirits of the ancestors, inviting the gods to come down, or possess them, or borrow supernatural powers.

The higher the cultivation base, the more powerful the gods invited.

The thunder method that Jia Zhengliang is using now is driven by the well-known Zhengyi Xuantan Jinlun Marshal Zhao Gongming, and it is a purely offensive spell.

Zhao Gongming is the protector of the celestial master Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of Longhu Mountain. After he ascended with the celestial master, he was named a marshal by the heavens. He has five thunder gods, 28 generals, and countless magical soldiers. of great power.

Jia Zhengliang condenses his body with the power of his soul, which cannot be sustained for a long time, so the shot is the strongest spell, and he must defeat Ding Ping with one blow, so as to save his daughter from the siege.

His cultivation level is insufficient, and it was difficult to enlist such a powerful god, but at this time, he is integrated with the Da Luo talisman, and can use the power left by them through the talisman of the ancestors of the past.

Relying on the power of the talisman, he borrowed Zhao Gongming's Tianlei.

Although Ding Ping is not a cultivator, he is well-informed. Seeing the vision on Jia Zhengliang, how could he not know the power of this spell?
He is also a generation of heroes, decisive in killing and attacking, turning around and leaving when the situation is not good, without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, the person was several zhang away, got into the woods and disappeared.

But Longhushan's spell was extremely powerful, and when Jia Zhengliang cast the spell, he had locked onto his aura.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, black clouds billowed in the sky suddenly, and a huge thunder with the thickness of a bowl rumbled down, like a green dragon, roaring from Nine Heavens, and plunged into the bushes.

In an instant, the woods with a radius of several feet were completely razed to the ground, replaced by large stretches of cracks like spider webs, and the black scorched earth on the ground was exposed, as if it had been burned by a raging fire.

The power of one blow is so powerful.

This spell has already surpassed the level of an Earth Immortal, but it did not cause the formation here to counterattack or self-destruct. Perhaps it is because Jia Zhengliang borrowed the power of the gods, and he himself only acted as a medium, and did not show strength beyond that of an Earth Immortal. Or maybe there are other reasons, but I don't know.

In the open space in the forest that was split open by the thunder, Ding Ping's shadow was no longer visible, only a section of charred and broken bones, still emitting green smoke.

Only the Kunwu Excalibur he was wearing was still intact, but the red lines on the sword transformed by the blood river sword energy were washed away by the sky thunder and disappeared.

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(End of this chapter)