Tao and Heaven

Chapter 66: The Murderer Gu Wen (Fourth Update)

What responded to him was a three-meter-long spear force, and the white lotus shattered.

Feng Baizhou spat out another mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards. It was now a matter of life and death. He gritted his teeth and no longer concealed his true feelings.

The fourth level of Dao foundation, the fifth layer of Dao foundation, the sixth layer of Dao foundation!

All the strength of the fourth realm power was exhausted, his body that was falling backwards stopped slightly, and then he actually floated in the air, his hair dancing wildly with the magic power around him.

Bang!
Feng Baizhou blocked Gu Wen's attack with a flick of his finger. A virtual image of a white lotus appeared and said, "I don't know who you are, but the third level of Taoism alone is not enough to defeat me. Even if you have the military and holy spirit aspects, it is far from enough."

"I am not talented, but I once ranked ninth on the list."

Gu Wen paused for a moment. He sensed that the other party had reached the sixth level of Dao Foundation and finally became interested. He grinned and said, "How do you know it's not enough?"

The power of Zhaolie’s spear rose ten feet high, the red dragon lowered its head, and the Dharma image enveloped it.

In the land of immortals, those with higher talents are on top. Can he, who has the third level of Taoism, kill someone at the sixth level?

Feng Baizhou's white lotus Dharma image opened, covering the thousand-meter-high sky and pressing down. He had used almost all his skills, except for burning his life. He knew that he could not hold back, otherwise he might really die here.

Although the other party is a genius, there is a limit after all.

A red spot appeared above the white lotus, and a red light flashed by, piercing through Feng Baizhou's body. A fist-sized hole appeared in his chest, just framing the sun in the sky.

"This is impossible! How could I be defeated by you who surpassed the third level of Dao Foundation!"

Feng Baizhou roared almost crazily. A dying man is like a trapped beast. His aura surged.

Gu Wen had already soared into the sky, shot him down with one shot, then stabbed the spear into his body and slammed it to the ground.

boom!
The earth trembled slightly and dust filled the air.

While Feng Baizhou was confused, Gu Wen slowly walked over, stepped on his handsome face with one foot, staining it with mud, and pulled out the Xuanzhong spear bit by bit with one hand.

It's not an insult, just a way to gain leverage.

"It is impossible for you to be no more than the third level of Dao Foundation."

Gu Wen looked down at him, as if he was looking down on him and taking it for granted, and said calmly:
"You are nothing but a mediocre person."

Although he had reached the sixth level of Dao foundation, none of the levels were perfect. His talent could only support him to the sixth level of Dao foundation, but could not support him to have even one level perfect.

So Feng Baizhou is a mediocre person, a mediocre genius.

Gu Wen only had three levels of Dao foundation, but one level of perfection was equivalent to his two ordinary Dao building levels. At the same time, his Bing Dao Fa was stronger than the White Lotus Dharma, and he also had the most superior Five Elements Spiritual Phase, five more Spiritual Phases than him, thus making up for the gap of one level of Dao foundation.

The two are equal in a sense, and under equal circumstances, how could Feng Baizhou possibly win over Gu Wen.

This is what it means to become an immortal. How dare a mediocre person set foot here?
Feng Baizhou was stunned. He seemed to recall a thousand years ago when he was a young man full of vigor and vitality, but was also knocked to the ground like this.

That white dress, that cold sword, that unparalleled style.

His name is Sword Master.

He laughed wildly with his last bit of strength, "Hahahahaha! How unfair! How unfair! I have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, but I am not as good as a mere servant like you!"

Just as he finished speaking, his head was smashed by a gun tip weighing hundreds of pounds, and pieces of broken bones flew three meters away, covering the ground with red and white.

When I commented on you, you gasped.

Gu Wen turned and left. At the end of the street, countless soldiers rushed over.

On the street, there was a man with a gun, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him through the doors and windows and through the cracks in the alleys on both sides of the street.

Gu Wen rushed into the army, raised his gun, and blood was spilled in broad daylight.

The streets leading to Dragon Bridge were lined with imperial guards, like a solid wall, blocking his progress.

As a member of the imperial guards, Qin Mian was in Gu Wen's mansion and stood among them.

He looked at the flying limbs and arms in the distance, the strong smell of blood filling his nose, they moved forward numbly, as if they were heading towards their destined death. A figure like an abyss or a demon gradually appeared in his sight, and the number of his comrades in front of him gradually decreased.

That figure was the one he had protected in the past, the one the palace had ordered to monitor, the big merchant in Longqiao who often helped the people in secret, and the approachable and generous Lord Wen who would take the initiative to greet their guards in the early morning.

Thousands of swords and spears were on his body, and tens of thousands of people were glaring at him in fear. He laughed lightly in the midst of the slaughter and strolled in the pool of blood.

The peace of the past has completely disappeared, leaving only the unparalleled power and the courage to fight against ten thousand alone!

All the people in front of Qin Mian were dead. He stood in the first row. The soldiers around him thrust their spears forward, and then thousands of spear energies crushed their bodies, leaving an empty ten-step radius around him.

He didn't take action, but just stood there blankly, and that's why he survived.

thump.

Qin Mian collapsed to the ground, and a calm voice like that of the morning before reached his ears.

"Qin Mian."

Gu Wen put his hand on his shoulder, and the blood on his hand instantly dyed the armor on his shoulder red. Seeing the guard who used to run errands for him go to war with him, he did not blame anyone. It was his duty and the situation was pressing.

Being considerate of others' ordinariness and accepting others' mediocrity are the qualities he should possess.

"Are you OK?"

Qin Mian raised his head and said bitterly: "Master Wen, are you an immortal?"

Gu Wen nodded slightly, and while chatting, he sent his troops to attack the target. He raised his hand and condensed the sword energy into a murderous blade. In an instant, heads fell to the ground like fruits.

"Let's go to Nanshui. That ship is leaving today."

Before Qin Mian could respond, he was thrown out, heavily onto the roof of a roadside shed, and then smashed into a pile of baskets.

He struggled to get up, only to hear Gu Wen's voice coming from a distance.

"The one who killed you."

Gu Wen held his gun high and stood among the corpses.

"Gu Wen, common people have no name, remember this on your way to the underworld!"

Without the name of Hongchen, the one who killed people today was Gu Wen, and only he, Gu Wen, dared to kill people.

He could have bypassed these imperial guards, but he chose to kill his way through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

In the end, the imperial guards began to flee before even one-third of their casualties had occurred. Gu Wen did not kill those who fled. Instead, he dragged the body of the Grand Chamberlain, the second-in-command of Daqian, and walked towards Dragon Bridge.
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On the Dragon Bridge, the guard of honor spread out from both sides.

The left and right infantry teams, the yellow banners, the shuttle banners, and the cavalry guards were arranged in different levels. The most important one was Zhao Feng, who rode a white horse, wearing a dragon robe, holding his head high and chest puffed out with the majesty of a royal family.

He has fully recovered and reached the second level of Taoism through medicinal pills, almost reaching heaven in one step.

Because his father, who used to be strict, suddenly allowed him to use a large amount of pills that accelerated his cultivation, and took the initiative to help him refine a pill that was better than the Condensing Dao Pill. Now, not only did he restore his Dao foundation, he also reached the second Dao foundation in one step.

In the magnificent jade buildings on both sides of the Dragon Bridge, he could sense, with the help of his Taoist foundation, countless gazes focused on him, and these gazes were full of scrutiny.

They were the people from various sects who had come to the capital during this period. They were also a group of traitors who were ruining the Zhao family's kingdom.

Zhao Feng passed by Qianfeng Tower and tightened the reins with silk and gold and jade hanging on them, and the white horse stopped, along with the entire team.

He looked up at the highest point of the Dragon Bridge and said, "I heard that the Fox Fairy is here. I wonder if he can come out to see me?"

The surroundings fell silent. Many people in the world did not expect that Zhao Feng would dare to directly tease Lu Chan, who was the Fox Fairy in the Mirror who was ranked sixth on the Earth Ranking.

Even though she was recently knocked down to sixth place by a genius named Hong Chen, this does not mean Lu Chan is weak. She directly stepped on the ninety-three people below her in order, and some unlucky guys were even left out.

It’s just that the man named Hong Chen is too powerful, and Zhao Feng is not qualified to challenge Lu Chan.

But on second thought, this is Bian Jing, and his father is Emperor Daojun, so he can indeed be a little arrogant.

(End of this chapter)