Please ask the dream.

Chapter 660 The Wind Rises

There was a loud shout from Chen Jincheng, the man with the world in his sleeves, and waves of noise followed.

The sound of countless bamboo sticks and wooden sticks hitting each other came one after another, mixed with some confusing techniques, making people feel upset and unable to concentrate.

This Lotus Falling Formation consisting of a hundred people was countless times stronger than the previous dozen people. Feng Xue felt that his san value was actually starting to drop.

Before he could break the formation, Chen Jincheng had already rushed out under the cover of the beggars' sticks, and thrust forward with a short iron stick in his hand. It seemed like an ordinary attack, but it blocked the angle of Feng Xue's sword. At this moment, no matter how he drew his sword, the short stick would definitely press down the sword guard first.

However, Feng Xue was not a swordsman who was "loyal to the sword". Seeing this situation, he simply did not draw his sword. His aura field wrapped around his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, he easily bounced away the stick that had been loaded with all his speed and strength.

But Chen Jincheng was not someone to be trifled with. He twisted his body violently, using the force of rotation to dissipate the huge force from the tip of the stick. His left hand was like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, and he swung out a palm from under the cover of his sleeves!
Although Feng Xue's vision was blocked by his sleeves, his perception had already been activated. Coupled with the previous reminder from Passerby Emperor, even if he was distracted by the Falling Lotus Formation, there was no possibility of him being hit at such a close distance!

The strength comes from the root, and the fist becomes the phoenix eye.

When fists and palms collided, Chen Jincheng felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. Although the palm defeats the fist, the Phoenix Eye Fist, although named as a fist, is actually a finger technique, the bent knuckles directly hit the Laogong point on the palm.

Chen Jincheng only felt his left palm become sore and weak, and his body suddenly retreated. Seeing this, the disciples around him waved their short sticks and attacked together to cover the helmsman's retreat.

Feng Xue succeeded in his attack, but did not pursue. As his muscles moved, it seemed as if a group of stars were shining above the sky covered by dark clouds.

"My fate is with Uranus, my luck is with Bell Star, and the world will be shaken by my song!"

Accompanied by a very melodious voice and reciting music, large ink characters appeared behind Feng Xue. No matter from which direction you look at it, the words can be reflected in your heart.

The original golden drizzle suddenly became heavier. Amidst the big raindrops, Feng Xue played the sword and sang!

"Here it comes. It's the Heavenly Principle, one of the five great immortal techniques of Baiyujing. This technique can be used to investigate the changes of heaven and earth and understand the principles of all things. It is a method of deducing the mysteries of heaven and seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster. Feng Xue used this technique to combine the three arts of sword, sound, and whistle, and used man to represent heaven. It is the best sound attack technique in the world!"

The Passerby Emperor explained it at the right time, but Chen Jincheng's face turned pale and he shouted angrily:
"on!"

Although the Lotus Falling Formation was disrupted by the sound of the falling rain sword, the Lotus Falling Formation was meant to confuse the mind with chaos. This chaos within chaos could not stop the actions of each disciple. The Beggar Gang disciples struck each other with bamboo sticks, making chaotic music to interfere with Feng Xue's sword sound, while...

No, there is no side!

The golden rain suddenly turned into wisps of sword energy, nailing the Beggar Gang disciples to the ground one by one. The blood and rain merged into golden red, flowing freely on the uneven ground.

The long sword in Feng Xue's hand suddenly made an ethereal overtone, as if a long sword was slashing at him from the air!

"Duang!"

Although he couldn't see the sword clearly, Chen Jincheng's many years of combat experience made him subconsciously swing the short stick. The iron-clad short stick shook violently, and his palm went numb. Chen Jincheng stepped back three steps.

At this time he already knew how powerful he was and wanted to escape immediately, but Feng Xue suddenly snapped three fingers, and three clangs of metal clashing together made him scared to death.

In a factual sense!

[Operation ends, perfect tactics]

[Node settlement: Fantasy +5, Fame +12]

[Collections are being drawn...]

[You obtained a folding stool (blue)] [You killed the leader of the Beggars' Sect and a group of Beggars' Sect disciples with an extremely powerful attitude. Your reputation has spread widely in the Wangjiang area, and the popularity of Baiyujing has also increased. Reputation +1, Prosperity +6.]

Name: Folding stool

Category: Fighting Stuff

Quality: Blue Excellent

Effect: You can knock your target prone as a standard action.

Note: You can also sit on it and hide your murderous intentions, so even if you are caught by the police, they can't sue you!

……

"This thing is quite interesting!" Feng Xue looked at the fallen folding stool and was eager to try it out. Although it looked like an effect of taking an object, resistance without taking an object was still quite rare in this world. He just didn't know how this standard action was done.

"I really want to give it a try..."

Although he thought so in his mind, Feng Xue hesitated again when looking at the remaining four dangerous and fierce enemies.

Regardless of whether this thing is effective or not, first of all, he is creating a kind of banished immortal character, and using this thing always feels like it would lose his class.

Muttering to himself, Feng Xue refocused his attention on the node.

"The first dangerous enemy is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. His fighting ability is only slightly stronger than Hongying's lame dreamers. It doesn't seem too difficult... Who will be the next one? The leader of the Beggars' Sect or something like that?"

After roughly guessing what he would encounter next, Feng Xue suddenly had a sense of déjà vu as if King Jinlun had suddenly entered the martial arts conference. He shook his head to get rid of this strange thought, and he concentrated and clicked on the node again...

The scene in front of him unfolded, but golden rain was still falling from the sky, and the water on the ground gathered into shallow puddles. Before Feng Xue could mutter anything, he felt that the golden rain had already connected with his structure.

"It looks like the momentum-building plan is going pretty smoothly!"

Feng Xue scanned the crowd around him and saw the enemy this time. However, this time they were not from a sect. Although they could not be said to be a ragtag army, their inconsistent uniforms made Feng Xue feel that they were even worse than the Beggars' Sect.

However, before he could open his mouth, and before the Passerby Emperor spoke, a young, fair-faced man in the crowd shouted:

"There's no need to talk about chivalry when fighting this evil heretic! Let's attack together!"

"Dian!"

……

While Feng Xue was fighting fiercely in the fantasy dream, the entire Qingyun was in chaos. Although it was only a few minutes in reality, the news that Feng Xue appeared in the Wangjiang fantasy dream had spread all over the country.

Be it the various rebel kings who had already announced loudly that they would purge the emperor's side, or the aristocratic families who were still waiting and watching, or the high-ranking officials of Qingyun who were entrenched in Suqin, all received the news at the first opportunity, and the major families in Heshuo started to send people to Wangjiang like crazy.

It’s not that they want to do anything bad to Feng Xue, on the contrary, these people came here with full sincerity.

Just kidding, if Feng Xue had not shown up, they would not have thought too much about it, but now that he has shown up, it means that he also has ambitions to compete for the throne. The other party has both popular support and strength, but just lacks a little local support. In this case, if they don't get on board now to gain the credit of following the dragon, will they wait until he takes the throne to settle accounts?
(End of this chapter)