One person: I was already fighting the Heavenly Master, but the system just came

Chapter 92 Tell Wang Ai that the ancestor of the Wang family has arrived!
"Old Heavenly Master, could this be the technique that was one of the Eight Great Skills?"

At this moment, Lu Jin on the high platform finally reacted.

Looking at the playing field below.

Even though he was not a sorcerer, Lu Jin knew that ordinary sorcerers did not have the ability to move.

As far as he knew, the only other magic technique that could achieve this level was the unique magic technique passed down by the Chu family.

There is only Fenghou Qimen, one of the eight great skills!

It is obvious that Wang Ye is not a member of the Chu family.

And he was born in Wudang.

The magic technique he used was about to be revealed, and it was the Fenghou Qimen, one of the eight great skills back then.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and nodded.

Wang Ye had already used it in public, so naturally he could no longer help cover it up.

"Indeed."

Wang Ai and Lu Ci looked at each other, with different lights in their eyes.

Another successor of the Eight Great Skills appeared.

By this calculation, there are already four successors of the Eight Great Skills who have appeared in this Luotian Grand Ceremony!
Tongtian Talisman, the origin of Qi body, arresting spirits and dispatching generals, Fenghou Qimen!
Of the eight unique skills, four have been gathered.

Even during the Jiashen Rebellion, there were not so many descendants of the Eight Great Skills gathered at one time.

"Old Wang, Old Lu, things are different now. Don't try to use any tricks. Don't forget that we have people above us who are in charge."

Lu Jin noticed the abnormality on Wang Ai and Lu Ci's faces and couldn't help but remind them.

Back then, both the Wang and Lu families used various means to obtain two of the Eight Wonders. Lu Jin was afraid that these two old guys would cause trouble.

"Oh, I'm not stupid." Lu Ci snorted coldly. Although he was envious, he was not so crazy as to rob.

What's more, the Eight Great Skills are not so easy to obtain. Back then, my brother had already seen through the dangers of the Double Hands.

This is how the Lu family's current soul-clarifying technique came about.

"It's really an eventful time. First Zhang Chulan showed up, then the heir of the Chu family showed up, and finally the heirs of the Eight Wonders appeared one after another."

“I don’t know what big things will happen next.”

Tian Jinzhong sighed and his eyes fell into reminiscence.

Before the Jiashen Rebellion, the alien world seemed to be in such a prosperous state, but unfortunately it all ended with the sudden death of the old gentleman.

The originally stable alien world suddenly changed.

This led to the subsequent Jiashen Rebellion.

now
Tian Jinzhong looked at his senior brother's back.

My senior brother is now imitating that old gentleman and suppressing the strangers in the circle with his own strength.

But how long can senior brother suppress it?

All kinds of monsters and demons jumped out. Even though my senior brother is known to be the best, he is probably still not as good as that old gentleman.

in the audience.

Many spectators looked at the defeated Zhuge Qing with astonishment on their faces.

Lost?

Zhuge Qing of Zhuge Wuhou's faction actually lost to a little Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain? !
Moreover, he lost in the competition of strange magic!

how can that be!

"Third brother, hurry up! Contact the headquarters, a new successor of the Eight Great Skills has appeared!" Xu Si no longer cared about the cigarette butt in his mouth.

His tone was hurried and his eyes were fixed on Wang Ye on the field.

As the person in charge of a branch of Nadutong Company, Xu Si knew the description of the Eight Wonders, but others might not be aware of the technique that Wang Ye had just performed.

But he knew that they were the Eight Great Skills!

Xu San was still in shock. When he heard Xu Si's words, he was stunned.

Eight unique skills?!
This Taoist priest Wang Ye is also the successor of the Eight Wonderful Skills? !

Zhang Chulan also opened his mouth slightly and looked at Wang Ye on the field in disbelief.

A Taoist priest whom I just met is the successor of the Eight Wonderful Skills? !
Is there such a coincidence?

Wow, I originally thought that Taoist Wang Ye was just a minor character here, but I didn’t expect he was so hidden.

Although he no longer had Zhuge Qing as his competitor, meeting Taoist Wang Ye seemed even worse.

In the audience seats not far from Zhang Chulan and others, Chu Qingmei was standing alone at the railing.

He looked at the young man below with a hint of surprise.

No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity when I met him. It turns out that he is also the successor of the innate Qimen magic.

Chu Qingmei blinked and looked at the strange formation that had disappeared under Wang Ye's feet.

I don’t know who will win or lose if I fight with the other party?
"I lost." Zhuge Qing sighed dejectedly, as if relieved of a heavy burden.

Wang Ye patted him on the shoulder and looked up at the eyes of the people above him, without any joy of victory on his face.

He also sighed.

My good days are over.

He could see endless greed in these eyes.

Apparently, without realizing it, I have become a fat piece of meat in the eyes of some people.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, a day's competition was over and the sky gradually darkened.

After Chu Yang came back from the back mountain, he sat cross-legged in the guest room alone, meditating silently with his five hearts facing the sky.

Living again, in addition to solving the Chu family's worldly problems.

He is devoted to the Tao.

Although I cannot achieve the legendary state of forgetfulness of emotions, my desire to seek the truth has not changed at all.

If it weren't for the purpose of repairing the damage to his body, he might have continued to go into the mountains to practice in seclusion, a person who has reached his level.

Any worldly material possessions have already been enjoyed.

Money and beauty are like clouds.

I no longer have those worldly thoughts.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the guest room door.

Chu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and looked outside the door in confusion.

Why is this little guy Feng Xingtong here?

"Come in."

A cold voice came from inside the room.

Feng Xingtong then carefully opened the door, walked into the guest room, and looked at Chu Yang who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Because Chu Yang had taught Feng Xingtong how to practice some time ago, the relationship between the two was pretty good. In the entire Tianxia Association, apart from Feng Zhenghao, Feng Xingtong was the only one who could talk to Chu Yang.

"Is there something wrong, Xiao Xingtong?"

Chu Yang looked at the white-haired boy who walked in with confusion.

Feng Xingtong looked at Chu Yang nervously, hesitant but still said: "Master, we are planning to hold a bonfire party, and everyone wants me to ask you, do you want to go?"

Feng Xingtong swallowed and felt that what he did was a bit ridiculous.

If my father knew about this, he would definitely blame me.

Although this master looks like a young man now, his actual age is unknown. How could he be interested in joining a gathering of children?

In fact, he clearly rejected other people's proposals at the beginning.

But he couldn't resist those people's constant persuasion. After all, Chu Yang's previous performance in the arena was too outstanding.

It left a deep impression on people.

Many people want to take this opportunity to get stronger.

“Oh? I won’t join in your young people’s gathering.” Chu Yang smiled and touched Feng Xingtong’s head.

Although this junior has poor talent, he has a pure heart.

Chu Yang has seen too many talented people with extraordinary cultivation aptitude in his life, but in the end, how many of them can truly realize their talents?
So when he looks at these younger generations now, he no longer focuses on talent, but instead pays more attention to their character.

"Okay, then I'll go tell them now." Feng Xingtong nodded, having thought of this outcome a long time ago.

Fortunately, my master did not blame me for disturbing his meditation.

As the door closed, Chu Yang stretched and stood up from the bed.

He had no interest in this gathering of young people, but he didn't mind taking care of the little bug following Feng Xingtong.

In the dense forest not far from Chu Yang's guest room, a masked man in black was staring intently at the brightly lit guest room.

"Master, Feng Xingtong has left, but the target person has not left."

The masked man took out the walkie-talkie from his arms, his voice was old and his tone was cold.

"Okay, Mr. Song!"

"Get rid of him now!"

"Most people are attracted to Bonfire Night now, so it's a good time for you to take action."

A sinister and vicious voice came from the other end of the intercom, with a strong hatred in the tone.

He wished he could grind Chu Yang into ashes.

"clear."

The old voice sounded again.

He then hung up the walkie-talkie and took out a dagger from his waist.

His eyes were fixed on the quiet room in the distance where the lights were still on.

Like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

The opponent is quite strong and I only have one chance to attack. I must kill him with one blow!

The masked old man took a deep breath and suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes.

He had seen the guy in the guest room fighting before. He was very strong!

It doesn't seem like the strength a young person should have at all.

Therefore, even a strong man of the older generation like him needs to be cautious.

What's more, he is still in Longhu Mountain. He can't make things too big, otherwise he will offend the old Taoist priest, and even the head of the family may not be able to protect him.

The old man continued to take deep breaths, trying to adjust his mentality.

However, he did not notice that there was a person behind the tree branch where he was standing.

Just stare at him quietly.

Silent and ghost-like.

After a few minutes, the old man finally adjusted his mentality and breathing.

There was no longer any murderous intent in his eyes.

The sharp blade is hidden!

"Are you ready, young man?"

Just as the old man was about to get up and sneak towards the guest room not far away, a big hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

A cold voice sounded from behind him.

The sudden sound frightened the old man.

After coming to his senses, the old man suddenly threw the dagger in his hand backwards, and a silver light flashed in the night sky.

It's like there are eyes behind it.

The sharp dagger stabbed straight towards the neck.

At the same time, the old man twisted his body, broke free from the big hand on his shoulder, and suddenly rushed forward several meters.

Dang~
The sound of metal clashing was heard.

The sharp dagger was blocked by a golden light and stopped in mid-air.

The old man then turned around and looked behind him, his old eyes full of surprise and horror.

when!
When did the other party appear behind me?

He didn't react at all.

As his whole body was covered in golden light, the old man could not see Yang's face clearly, he only knew that it was a tall golden figure.

It's like some enlightened master from Mount Longhu.

"Senior. Who is the senior!?"

"Senior, I am from the Wang family. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The old man looked alert and wanted to retreat.

Even though they had only fought briefly, he already knew that he was no match for the other person.

I had no choice but to move out of the Wang family.

The other party is able to possess such profound golden light skills, he should be a high-level martial artist from Mount Longhu. After knowing that I am a member of the Wang family, he will surely give more consideration to the Buddha than to the monk.

I won't do that to myself again.

"The guy you just talked to was that little bastard Wang Bing, right?"

Chu Yang looked at the masked old man in front of him calmly and casually caught the dagger in the air.

His tone was still emotionless.

at the same time.

The golden light attached to his body was like a real flowing liquid, and golden beads the size of raindrops kept shooting towards the old man.

One golden thread after another was drawn in the air.

The masked old man, who had just stood firm, did not expect that the other party would still attack him after he moved out of the Wang family.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

Looking at the golden threads binding towards him.

He wanted to dodge, but his body was completely out of control.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Thousands of silk threads passed through the old man's limbs and bones, leaving tiny bloody holes in his body.

The whole person was like a moth caught in a spider web, with his limbs fixed in mid-air.

The tendons of his hands and feet were all cut by the golden threads.

"Go back and tell Wang Bing that I will go find him in person in a while and ask him to stay in the hospital and reflect on himself during this period of time. Be a little more obedient."

"If he dares to continue to behave recklessly, his fate will be even worse than it is now."

"By the way, tell that brat Wang Ai to wait for me in the woods at the back of the mountain tomorrow."

A cold voice came from Chu Yang's mouth, and the figure that was just a few meters away instantly came in front of the masked old man.

The golden light around him gradually faded, and the old man could see Chu Yang's face clearly.

The old man, who was already frightened, had his pupils dilated again after seeing Chu Yang's face.

I don't even care about the pain in my body.

How can it be!

Why is it this guy?

The face of the person in front of him, isn't it the young man who had fought with Master Wang Bing before? !
Drop the next sentence.

Chu Yang's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

As if it had never appeared.

The golden threads that trapped the old man also turned into tiny specks of mist in an instant.

Thump~
The old man staggered and fell to the ground from mid-air.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he quickly lay on the ground and reached for the walkie-talkie in his pocket.

He must report this matter to the head of the family immediately!
It seems that their Wang family has provoked a terrifying guy this time!

The opponent's strength is obviously much higher than mine, otherwise he would not have been able to detect my existence in advance, let alone subdue me easily.

In front of the young man, he felt like a frog in a well, looking up at the moon.

There is no comparison.

He had actually seen the battle between the opponent and the young master at the Luotian Dajiao before, and originally thought that was the opponent's limit of strength.

After all, for the young generation of extraordinary people to possess such strength, it is almost the limit.

Even Zhang Zhiwei today was not necessarily much stronger than the other when he was young.

However, at this moment, he realized that the opponent had not used his full strength at all when fighting against the young master in the Luotian Dajiao.

Otherwise, just rely on this mysterious golden light spell.

Young Master Wang Bing was unable to use the technique of summoning spirits and sending generals.

(End of this chapter)