The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 306 Revealing my trump card (please subscribe)

Since the decline of Lingsu in this great cycle, there are no more people who can observe the sky in the martial arts path.

At this moment, Pei Wuju had wasted his whole life, but he took advantage of the heavy snow to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth.

This is of course not a coincidence, but in the past few months, under Ji Ping'an's guidance, he has been infinitely closer to that time.

It's just that there is always a lack of opportunity.

Just like countless well-sitting peaks in history, whenever you try to enter the realm of observing the sky, you will chase some places with dense spiritual elements, and even set up formations to help.

The so-called "observation of the sky" means that every move truly affects the surrounding world.

According to the original idea, Pei Wuju would choose to go to some dangerous places or find a hearty fight with a strong enemy, using this method to break through the limits of his body and gain opportunities for promotion.

Just like the tradition of playing gymnastics and worshiping mountains in the world, it was originally passed down by practitioners who actively looked for crises to stimulate themselves to advance.

But at this moment, the abnormal increase in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth caused by this snowstorm successfully helped Pei Wuju cross this threshold.

"This is a crisis, but it is also your opportunity. The young master tells you that you have only one task. Keep yourself in the best condition and ride the wind to break through the situation."

Huang He said this when he arrived before.

"Ha ha……"

Above the pond, Crazy Pei laughed heartily, and then he discerned the direction, and roared like a cannonball towards the Dongcheng Martial Temple.

rumbling...

Along the way, the snow demon trembled, and with the sound of crackling air, Pei Wuju had arrived near the Martial Temple.

Just then, he saw a huge bear on his waist carrying a huge mountain-cutting ax, leading a large group of demon soldiers to surround the martial temple.

The blue and white scholar robes of the scholars at Yunhuai Academy were stained red. Many of the scholars were injured and were helped and pulled back to the foot of the Martial Temple.

The remaining swordsmen were still resisting with difficulty.

"clang……"

General Xiong Yao's half-moon-shaped ax slashed diagonally. Qin Leyou tried his best to dodge, but was still hit. The prodigal rolled and hit the ground, his open chest bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother!"

Han Qingsong almost bit his lip, grabbed the crown of his hair and threw it away fiercely. He was filled with righteousness and his eyes were solemn as he prepared to launch the final charge.

They are the geniuses of this era, no less than any generation, but the world is changing too fast.

There is no chance for them to grow.

We can only try our best to resist and buy time for the people behind to enter the shelter.

General Xiong Yao laughed jokingly and swung his mountain axe. As long as he defeated this group of human monks, the martial arts temple in the east city would be in his possession:

"Stupid. If these people were scattered everywhere, it would take a lot of effort to kill them. Now that they are all gathered together, it will be more convenient for me..."

Halfway through, Qin Leyou, who was holding a big sword, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Pei's house in shock.

I could only see the clouds swaying in circles, the sky changing suddenly, and then continuous, explosive sounds breaking through the sky.

The Bear Demon General also turned his head in shock, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

I saw a "middle-aged" martial artist wearing tattered clothes, with hair as messy as weeds, knuckled muscles, and iron chains hanging from his arms. He arrived in the blink of an eye. His eyes lit up, and he punched out with a smile.

With this punch, the wind and snow in the entire neighborhood stopped.

The thick snow on the ground was pulled by invisible forces, and snow waves more than ten feet high rose behind Pei Wuju.

The next second, a big wave crashed down.

The Bear Clan Demon General barely had time to hold his ax in front of him before he was beaten and flew away into the distance.

The body penetrated dozens of walls in one breath, and the hard body exploded into balls of blood mist!
The body fell into the bricks and became motionless.

At this time, Pei Wuju slowly stopped his hand, took out his ears, and asked Qin Leyou with a smile:

"What did it say just now? The wind was too strong and I couldn't hear it clearly."

Qin Leyou froze on the spot, and the thousands of shivering people behind him were also silent.

In the crowd, the Pei family's mother and daughter, who insisted on staying on the surface, looked at the warrior who had returned to youth, and said in silence:

"Father..." "Grandfather..."

The old head of the Pei family?
At this time, Qin Leyou and others also reacted and stared in disbelief at the old man who was rumored to be crazy and even suspected to be dead. Some of them still had not recovered.

Pei Wuju smiled and said, "Move the people quickly and leave this place to me."

After a pause, he turned around and added:

"This is what Ji Sichen told me."

Ji Ping'an?Did he arrange it?

Is this martial artist who suddenly appeared in the Heaven-Observing Realm a member of Ji Ping'an?
Everyone's minds went blank. Suddenly, they raised their heads again and looked to the west.

I was shocked to see that in the direction of the west mountain, the clouds were rolling, and there was a terrifying scene.

……

West Hills.

Because it was too far away from the city and not the focus of the demon clan's attack, Chief Qiu Shan did not choose the disciples to go to the martial arts temple.

Instead, they took shelter in the mountains.

In fact, if it hadn't been for the former star official named Huang He who came to pay homage to the mountain, no one here would have known about the coming crisis.

"Master..." Chief Qiu Shan waited anxiously outside Xishan Ju. Standing here, the old scholar could see the strange birds circling in the city in the distance, and the flashing blood.

The next second, he saw a man in the fence courtyard, wearing a simple green robe, the sleeves seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon, slightly gray hair, Qi Nian, fixed with bamboo branches, walked out of the hermitage.

This legendary swordsman, who had never left the mountain for a hundred years, still carried a rusty iron sword without a scabbard and tied casually with a straw rope behind him.

"Master, please come down the mountain for a while. You can take the students and wait in peace." Qi Nian said.

Chief Qiu Shan was stunned, as if he heard wrongly: "You...you want to go down the mountain?!"

He didn't know that Ji Ping'an had broken Qi Nian's shackles.

Little did he know that in the past two months, the old swordsman had already changed his way of sharpening his sword.

"Everything is a sword." Qi Nian smiled. His thin body was a little thin in the wind and snow, but his eyes burst out with a sharp, even fanatical fighting spirit.

He walked out step by step.

"It takes a hundred years to sharpen a sword."

"The Frost Blade has never been tried."

"I will show you today."

Qi Nian paused, smiled desolately, raised his finger to the sky, and the iron sword behind him soared into the sky, disappearing like a thin chopstick.

Along with this, the old swordsman also disappeared, leaving only the top of the Western Mountain. The wind and snow disappeared, and the clouds were penetrated to create a huge hole.

The newly promoted swordsmen in the Observation of Heaven Realm chanted in unison, their voices sounding like dragon chants:

"Cut the demon!"

West of the city.

Xue Ji glided in the air and threw the two children she was holding to the people behind her. She looked at the huge python that was as thick as a bucket and tens of feet long and entrenched in the house in front of her with an ugly expression.

There were countless dead and wounded around, and the people scattered in fear. Even the people in the Jianghu were trembling and fearful.

Monster general!

"We are no match for this beast..." Nangong Wan, the owner of Tingxue Building, threw the magic weapon flying knife with all his strength!

Desperately, he discovered that the flying knife bounced seven inches away from the python, only wiping out a few sparks.

Xue Ji turned her head, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and cursed at the Buyi Shenxiang in the distance:
"Will the reinforcements you calculated come yet?"

Buyi's lips moved, as if he was reciting some incantation.Hearing this, he opened his eyes suddenly:

"coming!"

The next second, Xue Ji clearly heard the sharp sound of a sword. She turned around and was horrified to see a snow dragon arching up on the snow-covered ground in the distance, approaching rapidly.

It seemed like there was something terrifying and giant approaching underground.

No.

It was the trajectory of something extremely sharp and powerful that was pulling the ground along the way as it flew from high altitude.

"It's a sword..." Jiang Xiaotang murmured, clutching the pipe rod.

Everyone saw a flash of sword light coming like a comet. The huge python reluctantly turned around and opened its mouth toward the distant sword light as if in response.

About to spray poisonous mist.

But he froze suddenly, his head exploded into a ball of blood mist, and the huge headless snake body collapsed like a giant tree.

Qi Nian's figure slowly emerged, with his hands behind his back, he glanced down and said, "I'll leave this place to you next."

Jiang Xiaotang was stunned and said in disbelief:

"Old Sword God of Xishan? You came down the mountain? No... you... you looked at the sky?!" The rest of the world also looked at this scene in shock. The legend of the strong swordsman in Xishan who had never come down the mountain for a hundred years has become a legend in the world. No one knows it, no one knows it.

Compared with this old man stepping into the realm of observing the sky, what really surprised them was his move down the mountain.

It was as if he could see through everyone's doubts at a glance.

Qi Nian's tone was calm:

"It's just that I was entrusted by Ji Sichen. Please quickly follow me to protect the people and go to the Martial Arts Temple in the west of the city."

Entrusted by Ji Ping'an?Xue Ji and Buyi Shen looked at each other and followed immediately without saying a word.

Jiang Xiaotang, on the other hand, froze in place for a long time before being awakened by his men. As he ran, he could not hide the shock in his heart. He couldn't help but recall Ji Ping'an's appearance:

"What...has he done? Or, what is he doing now?"

……

……

At this moment, in the southeast corner of Yuhang.

Ji Ping'an and his party finally broke through the encirclement and actually entered the city.

Everyone is more or less stained with blood.

After leaving the group of iron corpses behind, the group encountered some Four Saints masters to intercept and kill them along the way, but without Ji Ping'an's intervention, Huang Chen took care of them alone.

——After returning to the land, even if it was covered with ice and snow, Huang Chen's power was not greatly affected.

After all, as long as you stand on the earth, it is the home ground of the earth star officials.

The Four Saints want to defend the entire city, and the main target of their obstruction is the Dadong Army, so the obstacles they will encounter next are not big.

Only some of the snow demons were encountered.

"There is another one ahead. You can see it by walking around this block!" Erqing lay on Ji Ping'an's shoulder, his light green hair twinkling with a faint sheen.

The little fox tried his best to raise his head and sniff, but he used the demon's sense of similar scents to guide the team in the direction.

"It's better to avoid it. It will take too long to deal with the demon army on the periphery." Huang Chen said solemnly.

However, Erqing added:
"There's still the smell of someone, like they're fighting."

Ji Ping'an said: "Go over and take a look."

Following Er Qing's instructions, the group quickly found both sides of the battle. To their surprise, it was Huang He who led the team.

After working together to solve the problem, Huang He walked out of the crowd and said in surprise:

"Sir! Are you back? Huang Jianhou? Senior Sister Luo? Are you here too?"

At this moment, the former doctor was covered in blood and his face was full of exhaustion.

Huang Chen and others were moved and asked about the situation. Huang He explained:

"Fortunately, the young master reminded me in time, and the roads in the city here are wider, so the people moved quickly, leaving only a few scattered people who were blocked and failed to rush to the shelter. There were demon generals who attacked the Martial Temple before, but the Pei family The old master arrived in time and is now guarding there. According to the young master's instructions, he did not run around and actively hunt the monsters, but focused on guarding."

This is indeed Ji Ping'an's arrangement.

Through large-scale transfers, gathering people into shelters can certainly greatly reduce casualties, but the price is that after the demon army reacts.

They will inevitably give up their original hunting plan and choose to attack the Martial Temple.

Attacking the defensive formation, trying to destroy the shelter, so even if Pei Wuju and Qi Nian were able to successfully use this opportunity to advance, they would briefly have the power to make a comeback.

But they are still human beings, and it is easy for them to go on their own.

But if you want to protect hundreds of thousands or millions of people, even a powerful person in the Shenzang realm can't do it.

Therefore, the core purpose of all tactics arranged by Ji Ping'an is to delay time while minimizing casualties.

"Just now I noticed something unusual in the sky in the city. Could it be..." Huang Chen suddenly asked.

After Guantian has advanced, he can sense something even from a long distance.

Ji Ping'an said: "Pei Wuju and Qi Nian, even though they are the only two newly promoted Guantian, they still can't hold on."

The God Emperor looked at him: "What do you mean..."

Ji Ping'an looked into the distance with an expressionless face, whirlpools condensed in his pupils:

"With the current concentration of spiritual essence, the enemy's truly powerful should be able to come over."

The words fall.

As if to prove his judgment, everyone clearly saw bright beams of light suddenly rising in three directions of the city.

The light beam was huge, opening the whirlpool-like portal, and a huge body was emerging bit by bit.

Demon king level powerhouse.

three!

The expressions of the star officials suddenly changed. Although not many strong people from the demon clan could come over due to the huge cost of teleportation, the three demon kings still exceeded their expectations.

Three against two, in this round, if no new sky-watching expert joins them, they will definitely lose.

"What should I do?" Wang Xian was stunned on the spot and said silently.

Luo Huaizhu also suddenly felt powerless.

This level of war is no longer something they like Pojiu can participate in.

The boys and girls all looked at Huang Chen, but Huang Chen looked at Ji Ping'an.

"It can't be beaten." Erqing trembled. As a demon, he could more clearly sense the absolute suppression of that character.

In this situation, the most sensible action seems to be to run.

Ji Ping'an didn't seem to be in any panic, and said calmly:

"Pei Wuju is blocking the way in the east of the city, Qi Nian is in the west of the city, and the north and south are the most empty. They are guarded by Sanqing Guanzhu and Ye Hongling respectively. Huang Jianhou, you take people to support Daomen. A Dou Shen and I will go find Ye Hong. Ling."

At this moment, Rao was facing a huge contrast, and his appearance seemed to be the same as when he first took over the command.

"Okay!" Huang Chen looked at him deeply for a while. Although he was extremely confused, he didn't think this kind of rescue was meaningful.

But he still agreed and took Luo Huaizhu and others towards the Nancheng Martial Temple.

In the blink of an eye, only Ji Ping'an, the first-generation God Emperor, and Er Qing were left in place.

"Are you sure?" the first generation God Emperor asked.

Ji Ping'an exhaled, looked at the three huge light pillars, and said, "What do you think?"

It was difficult for the God Emperor's puppet to force a smile on his face, so he just pulled Er Qing over, threw him into the book box, and then said: "Let's go, I'll cover you."

"kindness."

The two men immediately ran towards the north city. There was no obstruction on the dead streets. At this time, even the people who had not been moved away were hiding in the buildings and did not dare to come out.

There were only two of them running in this empty street.

Just when he arrived at the frozen Qinhuai River in the center of the city, Ji Ping'an suddenly walked straight towards a remote street.

The God Emperor stopped and stood with his sword in hand.

Erqing used his little head to push open the lid of the bookcase and shouted:

"I'm not with you, you grind your teeth and fart..."

The God Emperor slapped the little fox back and said:

"Hold on!"

Then he looked at the street again and saw Ji Ping'an's figure disappearing inch by inch.

He sighed softly and prayed silently:

"It's all up to you now."

……

Ji Ping'an opened his eyes again and found himself in a "Martial Arts Temple".

It has not seen the light of day and seems to have been dilapidated for a long time, as if no one has been there for hundreds of years.

He knew that this was the "fifth" martial arts temple in Yuhang City deep underground.

A temple that few people know about.

Under his feet is a teleportation array.

In front of him was an ever-bright lamp, and under the light was a statue, but it was completely different from the Thirteen Divine Generals. This was a statue of the Great Master of Zhou Dynasty.

A statue of himself.

"Is it time to use this trump card?" Ji Pingan whispered silently.

He has buried many trump cards in Kyushu, and unfortunately, one of the biggest cards is here.

The next second, Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said silently: "I'm back."

(End of this chapter)