The Shadowless God of the Six Doors

Chapter 139 The Legendary Power
As Lu Changfeng fell to the ground, his subordinates scattered and fled desperately to the ruined temple.

At this time, Zhang Wenjin, who had been drained of his inner strength by the immortal beheading, fell straight forward, and even his energy and blood were drained by half.Zhang Wenjin forcibly used the Immortal Slash to release the excess internal energy in his body to resist Lu Changfeng's attack, but he did not expect that the Immortal Slash would consume so much internal energy.

Even so, the Immortal Slash performed by Zhang Wenjin is not a real Immortal Slash, it is just superficial. Since it is named "Immortal Slash", it is definitely not something that ordinary warriors can perform.This is exactly the case. In the past few decades, except for the Sanyang Taoist who created the Immortal Slash, no one has been able to truly master this move.

Daoist Jingyue and Feng Hu were amazed that Zhang Wenjin was able to display the fur of this move today and displayed such amazing power and consumption.

In the ruined temple, only Daoist Jingyue, Zhang Wenjin, Feng Hu and a group of dead bodies remained.When Zhang Wenjin fell to the ground, Feng Hu was still opening his mouth wide open, speechless in surprise.

With a sound of "crash", a lot of bricks, tiles and sawdust fell from the roof of the ruined temple, raising a burst of dust, and the ruined temple was cut open by the immortal, and the sun shone down.

Feng Hu was awakened by the sound of bricks and tiles falling to the ground, and hurried to Zhang Wenjin.

"You are so useless, you are so surprised by this little formation, how can you take on such a big responsibility in the future!" Daoist Jingyue cursed secretly when she saw Feng Hu like this, but she forgot that she was as if she had been immobilized just now , looking at Zhang Wenjin motionlessly in surprise.

"Feng Hu, hurry up! Take us out of here quickly, there is such a commotion, and it won't be long before experts from various factions will come here to check and pick up bargains." Daoist Jingyue shouted.

Trembling, Feng Hu hurriedly picked up Zhang Wenjin, stretched out his hand to support Taoist Jingyue, and walked out of the temple.

Half an hour later, several figures came outside the temple gate.

"It's Monk Mingyu from Jingang Temple. It's been a long time!" An ugly man as thin as a bamboo pole clasped his fist at a middle-aged monk.

Monk Mingyu turned his head to look at the ugly man and the two people behind him and said, "The original head of Tianlongmen, Yueming Hongyue, you are also here."

"My Tianlongmen is in this southern region. Even Master Fatong, an eminent monk from Longjue Temple who has not been born for a long time, has come. It is not surprising that I am here." Yue Minghong looked at an old monk on the other side. road.

"Amitabha! I just passed by here and came here to check when I felt the changes in the power of heaven and earth." The old monk said.

After Fatong finished speaking, Monk Mingyu gave him a deep salute, jumped into the ruined temple, looked around, and the rest of the people also entered the ruined temple.

"This trick must be performed by the great masters of the world. Could it be that some masters are fighting again?" the old monk Fatong said, brushing his beard.

"I can't see it all. From the traces on the roof and the wounds of the deceased, it looks like a knife mark, and it was injured by the knife energy, but the knife energy is a bit unstable. It seems that it has just been practiced, and it has not yet been fully developed. Master this strength." A Taoist priest walked in from outside the door, and if Zhang Wenjin was present, he would definitely recognize him as Daoist Feiyun.

This time, Daoist Feiyun was once again entrusted by the Li family to track Zhang Wen into the Southern Region, and was planning to find an opportunity to kill Zhang Wenjin.Daoist Feiyun saw the people in the ruined temple and said: "Everyone, I heard that Taoist Jingyue of Sanyang Temple has left the temple."

"You mean the useless old Taoist Jingyue who lives by deceiving people all day?" Yue Minghong, the head of Tianlongmen, asked.

"Yes, but this person is not the useless person you said. He is an authentic master. But I don't know why he is willing to hide his cultivation and stick to it in the Sanyang Temple. He happened to be out at this time, and here The energy of heaven and earth moved, so I speculate that he did what happened in the ruined temple. Who else has such ability?" Taoist Feiyun said.

"You mean that the Immortal Slash in the Sanyang Temple is real?" Mingyu asked in a daze.

Taoist priest Feiyun nodded, and everyone remained silent, each thinking about his innermost feelings.

Zhang Wenjin was carried on Feng Hu's back in a daze, and Daoist Jingyue faltered, guiding Feng Hu as he walked.When the sun was westward, the three of them came to a small mountain village in a mountain depression.

After entering the village, Daoist Jingyue reached out and knocked on the door of a house.It was a little boy who opened the door.

"Daoist Jingyue, why are you here, please come in quickly." The boy said.

Daoist Jingyue came into the courtyard with the help of the boy, and Feng Hu followed behind.

"You old guy, what's the matter, you've made yourself half dead." A white-haired old man stood in the courtyard and saw Daoist Jingyue being helped in by a boy.

"It's okay, I met an enemy." Taoist Jingyue said.

The old man sighed and said: "I told you earlier, don't use your internal force anymore, you just don't stop. When your master passed away, you used it once to force the people of the Sanqing Temple back, and this time you used it again, and I used it again. It's time for you to return."

"Don't talk nonsense, old man, quickly see if the one on the back is still alive." Daoist Jingyue said regardless of his injury.

The old man asked Feng Hu to put him in the house, and half an hour later, the old man came out and said to Jingyue Taoist who was sitting on the stone in the yard: "You are fine, but don't try to recover within three to five months, he is injured. It's full of blood. What a ruthless person, not to mention using up all the internal energy, and even took away part of the power of blood. I really don't want my life!"

"You're not there, old guy. If it were you, you would have given your life a blow." After finishing speaking, Daoist Jingyue was helped into the house for diagnosis and treatment.

Half a month later, in the Li Mansion in the capital.

"My lord, I just heard the news that Tiejianmen has missed." A servant came to the study and said.

In a rage, Li Cundao crushed the teacup in his hand, and the tea splashed all over the place, saying, "Waste, wasting so much of my silver taels."

"However, although the Iron Sword Sect is unreliable, the Poison King of the South has succeeded." The servant laughed.

"Oh? Hu San, can you finish your sentence next time without panting so much?" Li Cundao said angrily.

"My lord, I want to give you a surprise." Hu San said seriously.

"Okay, you go down. Now that the poisonous king has succeeded, this matter is over. Tomorrow I will take leave and go home to pay homage to the souls of my brothers." Li Cun said.

Hu San retreated.This Hu San has been with Li Cundao since he was a child, and he was his companion. Unfortunately, Li Cundao didn't like reading. He liked to dance with guns and clubs since he was a child. , He also learned some superficial strength, he has a deep relationship with Li Cundao, otherwise how dare he speak like this in front of Li Cundao.

Li Cundao asked people to prepare food and drinks, and when he was about to eat and drink, someone reported outside the door: "My lord, Mr. Lu is here and wants to see you."

As soon as the servant finished speaking, someone yelled: "Li Cundao, you still have time to drink elegantly!"

Li Cundao was so frightened that the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered, spilling the wine all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)