Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 777 The Mature Woman is Here

Fan Xiaochai said with admiration: "Brother Lin, you are amazing. You analyzed their actions so clearly, as if you saw them with your own eyes."

"Of course, my eyes are very sharp. It's impossible to hide anything from me, including... you."

"I?"

Fan Xiaochai looked confused.

"As a Qi Refiner, Tan Tai Pingjing has mastered many secret techniques, one of which is a kind of illusion technique that can confuse people. If he is in the environment of the Land Chaoxiantu and receives a gift from a celestial being, his illusion technique level will be temporarily improved. Even if one reaches the ultimate realm of immortality on earth, he will not be able to break it. Am I right? The female leader of the Guanyin Sect?"

"Fan Xiaochai"'s face suddenly changed, and she slapped him hard, trying to push him away, but she didn't expect that his other hand behind his back suddenly grew larger, like a boneless elastic rope, and grabbed her shoulder, pressing a large ball of Seven Deadly Shadowless Evil into her.

"Fan Xiaochai" was unable to avoid it, and was controlled by the Seven Deadly Shadowless Evil before her protective Qi was activated. She groaned and fell to the ground. Her face and body twisted for a moment, and then returned to her original appearance as a tall and beautiful Taoist nun in white. She looked at him breathlessly: "How could you... be possible?"

Chu Pingsheng rudely lifted his green shirt and pointed at a circle of purple spell patterns on his dantian area that were faintly visible and wriggling like maggots. He said, "You are wondering why I am not affected by the ancient witch doctor's Dantian sealing technique that you performed while pretending to be Sister Fan, right?"

As the words rang out, the Seven Deadly Shadowless Evils overflowed from under his skin, and in less than two breaths, it had corroded the faintly visible purple curse patterns around his dantian.

Tan Tai was not calm: "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm your man."

"You? Bah!"

"I don't even think you're old, but you still think you're old?"

"Devil, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Wait a moment, and you will know after a moment." Chu Pingsheng looked straight ahead: "I turned Xu Fengnian's daughter into my slave, and his apprentice into my own succubus. His first and second maids are my vases, and his eldest and second sisters are my pets..."

call out.

Before he finished speaking, a flash of sword light shot out and pierced his chest, followed by an old voice: "Calm down, go quickly."

"..."

How could Tan Tai Pingjing, who was hit by the Seven Deadly Shadowless Evils, possibly move?

Chu Pingsheng pointed forward with a faint smile on his face, and the Shao Shang Sword repelled the sword light. At this time, the owner of the voice also came forward, an old man with a broken right arm and loose white hair. He just roared, slapped his hand on his abdomen, opened his mouth, and sword lights flew out one after another, a total of twelve real swords and thirty-six sword auras, trapping Chu Pingsheng in the middle, separating him from Tan Tai Pingjing.

These forty-eight swords, each real sword leads three sword energies, forming a small formation, and the small formation forms a large formation, with different positions, different rotation speeds, and different rotation directions, locking Chu Pingsheng firmly, trying to find the best attack point through the qi.

"Jian Jiuhuang's master, Sui Xiegu? When Li Chungang was defeated on the Demon Slaying Platform and fell to a lower realm, you met him and exchanged arms with him. In the past twenty years, you haven't improved much. You are also in the immortal realm on land, but your strength is inferior to Li Chungang."

While Chu Pingsheng was speaking, two more people entered the space inside the Land Chaoxian Map. They were Deng Tai'a, who had received a generous gift from Li Chungang and advanced to the peak of Zhixuan, and Wu Jian, the patriarch of the Wu Family Sword Tomb.

While the latter went to help Tan Tai calm down, Deng Tai'a slapped the rosewood box in his hand, and Xuanjia, Qingmei, Zhuma, Ant, Tai'a... a total of twelve small but powerful flying swords came out one after another, flew towards Chu Pingsheng, and surrounded him.

After Wu Jian realized that he was unable to help Tan Tai Pingjing detoxify, he handed the person over to Jia Jiajia who arrived later, walked to Deng Tai'a, raised both hands, and the remaining four sword energies, Chiwen, Chaofeng, Jiaotu, and Pixiu, froze three feet above his head and looked for a gap to advance.

There is the Water Moon Sky Well above to suppress the Yuanshen, and the Land Chaoxiantu below to block Lao Xu, the White Ape and other helpers. In the middle is Sui Xiegu's sword formation and Deng Tai'a's twelve flying swords that can kill immortals. There is also Wu Jian to support. If you add in the operation of Tan Tai Pingjing using illusion to deceive him and trying to seal his Dantian with witchcraft, this time the demon-subduing plan can be said to be carefully planned. Unlike the simple siege in Longhu Mountain, it should be the idea of ​​Xie Guanying or Huang Longshi.

Jia Jiajia supported Tan Taiping, looked at the big devil who was surrounded by people with hatred, and said in hatred: "Go to hell!"

She had been subjected to a lot of insults these days, even if she had only picked up a few drunks who were not afraid of death...

……

At the same time, in Wudi City, when Old Xu and his men arrived, they were empty-handed. In a hurry, he slashed with his sword, smashing the ring into pieces, but failed to get his master back. Just when he was about to capture Xu Fengnian and threaten Huang Longshi to hand over the person, Yu Xinlang and Zhu Huang brought a group of swordsmen to surround him, the Fire Kirin, and the White Bone Ice Python. There were at least a hundred of them.

Standing in front of the carriage, Huang Fangfo, who was responsible for protecting the mistress, was a little worried. He found that he knew several of them. The one who used the broadsword was Zhou Lianchi, a master of the finger-pointing technique. The female swordsman who used the soft sword was called Nalan Huaiyu, who was at the peak of the Vajra Realm. There was also an old man with white eyebrows named Cui Meigong, who was at the peak of the Vajra Realm in his early years. He should have made further progress now, right? There were also Zhang Luantai, Liu Jianzhi, Yue Zhuowu...

Because he was a guest of the Xuanyuan family in Huishan, his knowledge was higher than those who only knew how to practice hard, so he knew that this group of people came from the Wu family sword tomb. There were nearly a hundred people, more than a dozen first-grade masters, and the rest were at least second-grade junior masters. Among them, one-third had unique skills and could reach the pseudo-first-grade realm.

In order to strangle his master, the Wu Family Sword Tomb has sent out all its elite troops.

Huanggua, Luyi and others were also worried, and Pei Nanwei even knocked over a teacup. Zhao Kai…was outside the city and didn’t come in. Only Lin Xiao and Danying, who had no idea about the battle situation, were still playing in the carriage, giggling from time to time. In her opinion, if her cousin said it was okay, then it must be okay.

ji...

With the cry of an eagle, a black shadow rushed down from the sky, accompanied by the whistling wind, thunder and lightning. The Flying General released a wild tornado with flying feathers in it. It could not defeat Deng Tai'a, so it vented all its anger on the hundreds of riders at the Wu Family Sword Tomb.

Its offensive marked the beginning of a major battle in the city.

……

Outside the city, in the half-human-high grass outside the woods, the wind blew the grass leaves down continuously, revealing the figures of two monks. One of them was wearing white clothes with a broken sleeve, leaving a black gap. Although his expression was calm, his anger was as condensed as the flame of Buddha. He was three feet around him, and all the grass and trees bowed their heads.

Opposite the white-robed monk, the demon monk in a blood-stained patchwork robe held a dragon-slaying sword, which was burning from the handle to the tip, and the slightly curved blade was red and dripping. There were also several wounds on his body, revealing the skin and flesh, and purple palm prints could be seen.

Even with the physique of Nagarjuna monk who was at the Vajra Realm of Buddhism, he was able to cause substantial damage to him, which shows how powerful the white-robed monk's fists and palm attacks are.

Li Dangxin, the monk Nagarjuna, and the two living Buddhas of the Liangchan Temple in Langya County were also a pair of master and disciple. However, when the two sides met, without any communication, Li Dangxin switched to the posture of wrathful Vajra and greeted him directly with fists and feet, because he knew very well that the monk Nagarjuna was dead, and now standing opposite him was a murderous demon monk. Only by smashing him into pieces with one punch could he show respect and redemption to his master.

"drink!"

Li Dangxin shouted loudly, and behind him there was a bright Buddha light and angry Vajra eyes. Behind him, there was even a shadow of an Arhat. This is why many people say that he is the reincarnation of the Immaculate Arhat.

Boom!
He took a step forward and reappeared, already in front of the demon monk. He dodged the red-hot sword that could actually hurt him. At the same time, his hemp shoes hit the ground and exploded, leaving a half-foot deep hole on the ground. Mud and grass were scattering. His left fist was covered with a thick layer of Buddha's light from the back of his hand to his wrist. He blocked it outwards with a bang, and before he could turn the blade around, he blocked it with the back of the flaming sword.

At this time, flames burst out from the blade and spread out like a whirlwind. Li Dangxin took a deep breath and blew it outwards. A strong wind comparable to that condensed by a great celestial master burst out, blocking the flames outside and swollen up into a big flaming umbrella. His right hand was also covered with Buddha's light, and his fingers that could easily crush granite were slightly opened, and he slapped the chest of the monk Nagarjuna again and again.

puff.

puff.

puff.

He moved forward and he moved backward, the Buddha's light illuminated the sky, on one side were forests and grasses set on fire, on the other side were forests and grasses crushed by anger, the ground within a radius of ten feet collapsed, not a single blade of grass grew, with the restrained force of Li Dangxin's palms just now, a temple of five or six feet high would have been completely destroyed, even a pagoda would have been flattened.

The patchwork clothes on the demon monk's body had long become tattered, and there were purple palm prints on Vajra's body. When these palm prints connected into one, the withered face finally showed a trace of pain, and his mouth opened and let out a sad roar.

"what……"

The Buddha's light actually spread over the surface of the purple palm print. The skin of the monk Nagarjuna began to crack, and the necrotic muscles became obviously stiff, covered with a layer of gray.

The Buddhist Vajra physique versus the Buddhist Vajra physique, in the end, Li Dangxin, who had mastered the Vajra Demon Subduing Palm and the Great Vajra Fist, was more skilled.

call!
A gust of wind swept up the dust and the broken patchwork pieces. Li Dangxin's face was filled with anger. His arms almost turned golden. He punched the monk Longshu's chest hard with both fists. A cloud of blood mist floated in the air. At this moment, a long-hidden sword energy suddenly burst out. The blue and red sword energy shot out from Longshu's lower abdomen.

Li Dangxin was very clear about the strength of the monk Longshu. From the fighting characteristics of his master after he was turned into a corpse puppet, it can be seen that his lethality depends entirely on the divine sword in his hand that can cut through iron like mud and occasionally emit flames. In other words, his main body only has the physique of a great diamond and no new skills.

So when he was pursuing the victory, he used all his strength in his fists in order to completely kill the corpse puppet. He never expected that there was an extremely powerful sword energy hidden in his master's body. The white robe was pierced easily, and the spiral sword energy smoothly broke his Vajra physique, which had its defense reduced by half due to the dispersion of strength.

(End of this chapter)