The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 311 Dragon Scales
A good one can break armor for two thousand three with one sword.

Gesang clapped his hands and said hello, his face full of pride, and he looked proud of me.

Soon the fat man was relieved and said: "You are so damn handsome, cousin, you will be my only idol from now on. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I will not obey you, I will only obey you."

Even Qin Hongli couldn't help but said: "You have two brushes. No wonder grandpa pleases you so much. The Zhao family is really extreme. Either they will produce a peerless genius like you, or a fool like Zhao Goucheng."

This woman is really sarcastic. While praising someone, she also doesn't forget to belittle the other person.

Facing such a desperate counterattack, I felt calm deep down in my heart. After all, I had expected this step from the beginning.

I didn't forget about it because of this. I had destroyed so many talisman sand soldiers, but the burly man was still there.

So I turned around slowly, wanting to see his reaction at this time. It would be best if he could be shocked by my method. If he was so angry, I might not be able to avoid a new fierce battle.

As soon as I looked over, this big man was like a tiger running down the mountain towards me.

His speed was so fast that he brought up a gust of wind, even the yellow sand around him was rolled up, making him look more fierce.

I immediately took a defensive posture, but he passed by me, came to the pile of skeletons that I had chopped open, leaned over and picked up an armored soldier.

"This, this is impossible. How could the Xuanmen's yin and yang technique really break the immortal talisman of my Luban sect? Even the old gentleman can only seal them but cannot break them. How can you, a boy, do it? ?”

After confirming that the talisman on the armor had been destroyed, the big man looked in disbelief and kept mumbling to himself, as if his faith was about to collapse.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked at me and said: "No, what you did was not Yin Yang Technique, but Yan. What you cast was Yan, and it was against my Yan. You used Lu Ban Technique to break the Immortal Talisman Armor."

It seems that he looks reckless, but in fact he is as wise as a fool, and he can see the clues so quickly.

He was right. From the beginning to the end, I never thought about relying on magic to break the talisman armor. When I knew that this was the Luban talisman armor, all I thought about was relying on Luban magic.

So I borrowed the thunder from the sky, borrowed the energy of the Nine Sources, and focused on the word "borrow" which is the essence of Lu Ban Sect.And borrowing words is not the key to my success. The most important step is to force the big man to regenerate the talisman, make him disgusted, and then get disgusted based on his disgust. This is what I just graduated from the Holy Temple not long ago. The old man learned it.

So I said to him: "Since you can tell it's Lu Ban Shu, you must be a disciple of Lu Ban Sect. We are friends, not enemies. Why don't we have a good talk."

But he stared at me and said, "This is not the victory-weary technique of the Luban sect outside. Where did you learn it from?"

From his tone, I immediately learned his identity, and this made me even more convinced that I had come to the wrong place. Perhaps the mysterious Saint-Guardian Church was hidden in this vast desert.

So I said to him directly: "You must have come to Luban to teach the Self-shou Temple, right? They are all members of our family. I am here to see Mo Chen. Please take me to see him quickly."

Mo Chen is the old church leader who guards the church. I learned this not long ago when the cold man had a conversation with the old man guarding the church.

He never thought that my close words would not work. On the contrary, his eyes became extremely sinister, looking at me as if he were looking at a dead person.

He sneered and said to me: "After destroying my Luban talisman armor, you still want to go to the sect? Die, you will all die here today!"

I hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean to destroy them. The talisman can be rebuilt if it's gone, but my relationship with the Shou Temple is extraordinary. Don't ruin this big thing."

But he shook his head and said, "You think it's me who wants to kill you? No, it's not me, it's it. Not only will you die, but I will die too."

After saying that, he pointed to the ground, and then he sat quietly on the spot, as if waiting for death.

I really don’t know what kind of existence would allow such a fierce man to wait for death with peace of mind.

At this moment, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly bulged out piece by piece, each piece was about the size of a palm, as if it had been carved into it.

At this time, the fat man on the side suddenly exclaimed: "Scales, come to the hall, these seem to be dragon scales..."

(End of this chapter)