People in the early Tang Dynasty: I compete with Wu Zhao for the throne

Chapter 469 Lunar Illusion, Hurricane Rage

Under the full moon, the vertical eight-sided Han sword stood in front of Li Xuan's eyes, the smooth blade reflected his cold eyes.

In front of the blade, Wen Fuzhi's footsteps quickly touched the surface of the river, and in a blink of an eye he had already rushed in front of the big boat.

In the sky above the head, countless crossbow bolts flew by rapidly, and then fell fiercely on the small boats behind Wen Fuzhi.

"Puff puff puff..." The sound of crossbow arrows piercing through the body made Wen Fuzhi's footsteps not dare to stop at all, and even became faster and faster.

He rushed forward quickly, his eyes fixed on Li Xuan who was above him.

Above the bow, at this moment, from bottom to top, he can only see Li Xuan.

And the sword in his hand.

The straight and sharp blade seemed to divide the world.

Suddenly, Li Xuan on the bow of the ship closed her eyes.

Wen Fuzhi was startled by this weird move, and subconsciously stared at Li Xuan's eyes.

At this moment, the blade of the sword in Li Xuan's hand suddenly turned.

Suddenly, a bright moon suddenly appeared on the blade.

The light was so bright that it pierced into Wen Fuzhi's eyes, and he couldn't help squinting.

Dazzling, how could the bright moon be dazzling.

The thought just flashed in a flash, and Wen Fuzhi suddenly felt a huge threat appearing in front of him.

He didn't even think about it, the long knife in his hand immediately drew countless knife shadows, and cut down like a mountain towards the front.

There was a light "ding", and the extremely thin force flashed in front of him.

In an instant, a huge threat appeared on the right side of the body again, and the long knife instantly slashed to the right side of the body...

From the back of the body, the left side of the body, and finally the front again, "Ding Ding Ding" sounded three times in a row, like torrential rain.

At the last moment, Wen Fuzhi took a step directly on the river without any hesitation, slashed sharply in the middle of the knife, and then heard a loud "ding", followed by the time when the person retreated rapidly. , the sound of "哗啦" brought out on the surface of the river.

At this time, Wen Fuzhi's footsteps were a little on the surface of the river, and he quickly retreated.

Meanwhile, his eyes had quickly readjusted.

With a widening of his eyes, he was already fixed on Li Xuan who had just stood firm on the river 30 meters away.

Above the head, countless crossbow arrows were still shooting backwards non-stop, and a Tianyin cultist was using his life in exchange for Wen Fuzhi and Li Xuan's rare opportunity to fight.

"Why bother, is it necessary to play this kind of trick?" The true qi in Wen Fuzhi's body was recovering quickly.

"Sorry, your strength is too strong, I have to be more careful." Li Xuan stared at Wen Fuzhi like a fiery gaze.

More precisely, it was the top of Wen Fuzhi's head.

[Wen Xu (false), Hangzhou Xiaoshan county lieutenant, real identity: Wen Fuzhi, chief supervisor of Tianyin Sect, father Zhang Shuyin, Xuantai Middle Realm, in charge of Taiyin God Realm]

Li Xuan's eyes were locked immediately, and Wen Fuzhi turned out to be Wei Wenxu from Xiaoshan County, Hangzhou.

Li Xuan once saw Wei Wenxu's name in Xiaoshan County on a certain document, but never thought that he was Wen Fuzhi.

It is even possible that they have met before, and Li Xuan does not necessarily know that he is Wen Fuzhi.

Because even now, Li Xuan and Wen Fuzhi had this fierce confrontation before his true identity was completely exposed.

It's a bit strange that Wen Fuzhi's strength is only in the middle realm of Xuantai.

But what really alarmed Li Xuan was that he was in charge of the Taiyin God Realm.

Li Xuan had never seen this word on any Tianyin believer before.

The same goes for the goddess Ye Wanwan and Wen Fuzhi's younger sister Zhang Wanyu.

The only thing that can be connected with the Taiyin God Realm is the Tianyin God Kingdom controlled by the Queen of Tianyin.

The connection between Tianyin Divine Kingdom and Taiyin Divine Realm should not be too obvious.

Wen Fuzhi is the true successor of Tianyin Sect.

At this moment, Li Xuan has only one thought in his mind, the text in front of him is not easy to kill.

But, still want to kill.

The trump card has to be brought out.

……

In an instant, two huge jets of water suddenly exploded under the two people's feet, and the two figures were already heading towards each other, one from the south and the other from the north.

Two figures, one black and one blue, pulled out a series of afterimages on the surface of the river, and in an instant, the two figures collided fiercely.

The light of the knife is like a wheel, and the shadow of a sword is like a forest.

"Ding, ding, ding..." Almost in an instant, dozens of rounds had passed since the clash of swords and swords, but the two were still tightly entangled.

"Boom", I don't know what happened.

One of the two intertwined figures retreated rapidly in a blink of an eye, and retreated under the big boat in a blink of an eye.

This person is Li Xuan.

Li Xuan's cultivation was not as good as Wen Fuzhi's. He had been relying on his super-strong nerve response and natural divine power to hold on, but when Wen Fu's blow broke out, Li Xuan almost couldn't keep up.

But even so, he was still beaten tens of meters away.

Li Xuan stared intently at Wen Fuzhi in front of him, watching him raise the long knife in his hand high, Li Xuan's breathing suddenly changed from heavy to light, and it was close to nothing in the blink of an eye.

Wen Fuzhi is about to get serious.

The crossbow arrows above the head kept shooting, and countless Tianyin believers were bleeding non-stop.

Wen Fuzhi couldn't wait any longer, he wanted Li Xuan's life, and he wanted it now.

……

In an instant, the bright moon above the head suddenly shines brightly, and in an instant, it has already illuminated the river's surface completely white.

At this moment, an inexplicable singing sounded suddenly.

Li Xuan raised her head subconsciously, and suddenly saw a huge bright moon suddenly falling from the sky.

It fell fiercely to the top of Li Xuan's head, as if it was about to penetrate his body directly.

Although the feeling is extremely real, how could the bright moon fall for no reason.

This is a kind of illusion, an extremely real illusion.

Taiyin God Realm.

How could the real bright moon fall on Li Xuan's head so quickly in space hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, and the size of that phantom was no more than three meters in diameter at most.

Ah!
Li Xuan saw the details of the illusion in a blink of an eye.

That bright moon hides a deadly weapon.

The inexplicable singing sounds all around brought Li Xuan's spirit into this special illusion. They are the essence of Taiyin God Realm.

But what really kills is the weapon hidden behind the bright moon above his head.

Li Xuan had to break free from the illusion in a very short time, otherwise, in Wen Fuzhi's carefully arranged illusion, he could only die.

The Eight-faced Han Sword was thrown in front of him immediately, and under the control of the powerful Zhen Qi, the sword kept spinning in mid-air.

At the same time, Li Xuan quickly pinched out countless formulas in front of her with both hands, and the sound of her heart resounded in the fantasy world in an instant.

【Fu Tian Wang·Falling to Heaven·Raging Sea and Cang Liu】

The sound of the heart resounded, and one black and one white Tai Chi strings suddenly appeared in Li Xuan's hands.

The waves of water on all sides immediately jumped up in front of Li Xuan, and the next moment they had already risen above his head.

The water waves rolled, bringing out a huge momentum.

Li Xuan's hands tightly grasped the Eight-faced Han Sword in front of him for a moment, and all the strength from the whole body followed closely, and all of them slashed forward.

"Boom!" The overwhelming water waves came out with the sword in an instant, rolling and tumbling, as if entangled on the long sword.

The power of the waves and the power of the long sword merged into one in an instant, and finally smashed fiercely on the falling moon.

With a sound of "ding", the water waves exploded, and the bright moon swirled backwards.

In an instant, there seemed to be countless voices ringing in my ears.

It's like a fairy's light voice, or like a Buddhist Zen song, or even like a witch whispering in the ear, vigorously stirring people's heartstrings.

But at this moment, Li Xuan has no time to take care of so much.

The long sword in his hand was tightly held, and blood dripped from the hilt of the sword to the surface of the water from time to time.

It was his own blood, and his hands had already been directly shattered by the powerful counter-shock force.

His entire body trembled visibly, even for an instant.

All of a sudden, the Eight-faced Han sword in Li Xuan's hand slashed forward and to the left.

The air rips.

The next moment, a figure flew upside down.

The surrounding moonlight completely dissipated in an instant, and everything returned to the Wujiang River under the bright moon.

The illusion was completely broken, and the sense of threat like a gangrene disappeared in an instant without a trace.

On the surface of the river, Li Xuan held the Eight-Faced Han Sword tightly with both hands, blood dripping slowly along the spikes of the sword, making the spikes of the sword red.

The surrounding waves are constantly churning, as if there is an invisible force that wants to directly set off the waves.

Although Li Xuanren was already standing on the surface of the river, his feet were already submerged in the river, up to his ankles.

It's summer, but it's inexplicably bitingly cold.

Li Xuan's breathing was very heavy. Although she was fine, her expression was a little dull.

The mystery of the Taiyin illusion still hurt him a little.

If Li Xuan's situation is fine, then Wen Fuzhi's situation has already been extremely miserable.

He lay directly on the river, with half of his body submerged in the river, and even the long knife he used to kill Li Xuan was gone.

But at this moment, Li Xuan did not act rashly at all.

[Wen Fuzhi, chief supervisor of the Tianyin Sect, father Zhang Shuyin, in the middle of the Xuantai, in charge of the Taiyin God Realm]

He was still alive, and he hadn't even fallen into a coma. Maybe he put on this posture now just to get Li Xuan to take the bait.

Looking up at the top, Li Xuan seemed to feel something, and said slowly and forcefully: "From now on, all ships will dock and drop anchor."

Li Xuan's voice resounded very clearly above and below several Wuzhou warships, followed by all the ships, which slowly approached the west bank in an instant.

This time, out of nowhere, he was even closer to Wen Fuzhi's subordinates.

Li Xuan stood on the river, looking at the boats with sympathy, but at this moment, Wen Fuzhi, who was lying on the river with the waves, suddenly jumped up. Still shouting loudly: "Dock, all ships, dock immediately, dock!"

Wen Fuzhi had great prestige among the Tianyin sect, and with one order, all the ships leaned against the west bank.

Standing on the river, Li Xuan slowly inserted the Eight-Faced Han Sword back into its scabbard. He looked at Wen Fuzhi calmly, and said softly, "It looks like you can feel it?"

Wen Fuzhi gritted his teeth and spit out a word: "Wind!"

The word "wind" fell to the ground, and suddenly, the whistling wind sounded in his ears.

In the zigzag river bend behind, the flames that were already burning rapidly became more and more intense at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, all the ships were swept into the flames.

At this moment, even the soldiers of the catapult on the shore in the distance gave up the catapult directly at this time, and ran towards the distant mountain village.

When Wen Fuzhi saw this, a word popped out of his mouth: "The dragon sucks water!"

The dragon absorbs water, the dragon wags its tail, and the dragon hangs upside down. In fact, they all have the same meaning, that is, a tornado.

"No, it's not the dragon absorbing water, it's the hurricane, the sea hurricane." Li Xuan turned his head and looked southeast sideways, his expression became solemn for a moment.

As soon as the word hurricane was uttered, Wen Fuzhi's face suddenly became very scary.

The wind turned suddenly at this moment, and several small boats were almost overturned by the sea wind.

"That's how it is. No wonder they all say that you can call wind and rain. That's how it is."

Wen Fuzhi looked at Li Xuan, his cold eyes became extremely fierce at this moment: "It seems that there is only one person between you and me who can leave here alive today.

(End of this chapter)