Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 167: Atypical Danqing Sect Disciple

The young Taoist priest was running in the fog with four children, one step deep and one step shallow. She didn't know whether she should trust this sudden helper, but there was no other way now.

But her enemies are not just mortal soldiers, there are also three evil cultivators!
A gust of wind blew over, trying to blow away the thick fog.

Zhao Yifu maintained his composure in the thick fog.

His spirit is already strong enough, and his magic is not a weakness either.

Even the evil wind was unable to penetrate the fog, but was blocked and delayed by the thick fog on the periphery.

And what about Liao Guobing in the thick fog?

They will see one illusion after another in the thick fog, leading them to wander around, thus artificially creating space.

In fact, the young Taoist had brushed shoulders with Liao Guobing several times, but everything was safe and sound under the cover of a large-scale illusion.

But the other party responded quickly, and it was a very cruel response.

I saw dense flying leaves shooting into the thick fog like a rainstorm, directly covering the entire area of ​​the fog!
The other party didn't care at all whether these flying leaves would accidentally hurt Liao Guobing who was also in the thick fog.

Facing this intensive attack, the young Taoist priest was clearly unable to resist. She could only barely hold the children back...

At this moment, Zhao Yifu appeared with a killing knife in his hand.

Although it is only the body of a Yin God, it can wield the killing knife to resist.

His swordsmanship was exquisite at this time, and he was able to defend himself completely against the torrential rain of flying leaves.

But even so, he has essentially lost the situation.

Because Zhao Yifu was only a Yin spirit at this time, he had little room to maneuver after being forced to show up.

"Fellow……"

The young Taoist shouted with some worry.

Zhao Yifu said, "Go quickly. I'll stop you here."

"My master, the Crazy Taoist, is already on his way. You will be safe once you join him."

The young Taoist hurriedly clasped his fists and prepared to leave, but suddenly he was startled and said, "Crazy Taoist... I heard that there's a Liang Fengzi in Danqing Sect who calls himself Crazy Taoist. Could it be that you are from Danqing Sect?"

Zhao Yifu was also surprised. He didn't expect that the other party would see through his origins. It seemed that his master just gave him a nickname at random, and he had had his own nickname for a long time.

He nodded and said, "If Zhendao is in trouble, how can Danqingmen not report it?"

The young Taoist nodded heavily, then turned and left decisively.

When she had been running forward for a while, she heard some movement behind her and couldn't help but look back, just in time to see Zhao Yifu's figure being engulfed by a ball of fire.

The Yin God's body could not hold on for a moment and dissipated, and the magic sword in his hand that could follow the Yin God to provide assistance fell to the ground.

She could hear the evil and smug laughter behind her, and felt humiliated and guilty, but there was nothing she could do.

She ran forward with the children, and her only hope seemed to be to wait for the crazy Taoist Liang Fengzi from Danqing Sect to come and help.

The young Taoist was in a very embarrassing situation and was eventually caught up by the people behind him.

In fact, if she had given up protecting the four children, she could still have escaped on her own. What a pity.

"You guys go, their target is me."

The four children she had protected all the way hesitated for a moment, and then three of them ran away without looking back.

Only one little boy remained.

The young Taoist asked curiously, "Why don't you run?"

The boy said, "We're all going to die anyway, so I might as well go to hell with you, my benefactor."

The young Taoist looked disheartened after hearing this and said, "It was me who harmed you."

However, someone behind him had already caught up and said, "That's right, it was you who harmed them. If you had just come with us, how could you have let the whole village be buried with you?"

As the man spoke, he swung a knife in his hand towards the young Taoist.

The young Taoist's eyes focused and he immediately recognized that it was the knife that Zhao Yifu had dropped.

She waved her sword to resist...

I don’t know if it was because she consumed too much energy or the sword was too good, but the sword that had been with her for decades was easily cut off by a single blow!
The young Taoist took two steps back and then stopped.

She couldn't retreat any further, because if she did, the little boy who stayed with her would be exposed to the opponent's blade.

"What a fine knife!"

The man did not pursue the young Taoist priest, as if he felt that the young Taoist priest was already trapped.

He lowered his head and placed the Killing Knife across his chest, admiring it carefully. He then said, "What a fine knife! That unfortunate fellow wouldn't have left me such a fine trophy if he hadn't saved you. You are truly a sinner."

The young Taoist priest showed no sign of discouragement. She said, "This knife is very evil. I'm afraid it will be harmful to you."

The person was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Why, you, a Taoist nun, are so kindhearted that you even care about the enemy's affairs?"

"Since you are so kind, I wanted to torture you before killing you, but I'll let you die quickly."

By this time, the surrounding fog had dissipated. A soldier dressed as a lieutenant from the Liao army urged, "Master Du, don't waste time. Get rid of her quickly to avoid any more trouble."

However, the next moment, a cold blade light flashed by, and the captain who was speaking had his head chopped off by the blade energy in mid-air.

The man who swung the knife was stunned himself, as if he had not expected that he could have such skills... No, it was the knife that was so powerful!
Then he showed a look of joy, and the slight trace of guilt he had in mind completely disappeared.

At this moment, the Liao soldiers, whose leader had died, immediately fell into chaos, and some of them shouted in panic: "He killed the captain. The captain is dead, and we must all be buried with him..."

The man said nonchalantly, "That's what he deserves. Who told him not to say 'please'?"

There was silence.

At this time, another evil cultivator stepped out from the crowd. He leaned on a sheep skull staff and approached, saying, "Brother Du, what's wrong with you... isn't right? Brother Du, put down that knife quickly, there's something wrong with you!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist named Du suddenly looked up, a red light filled with hostility flashing in his eyes. He said dissatisfiedly, "What nonsense are you talking about? This is my trophy. Why are you letting it go? Are you coveting my treasure?"

The evil one holding the sheep skull staff quickly explained, "No, Brother Du, please don't misunderstand me. It's just that..."

Before he finished speaking, Liao Guobing couldn't help himself.

They roared, "Revenge the captain!"

So they all raised their weapons and attacked the Taoist named Du.

Seeing this, Taoist Du said irritably, "You are just a bunch of ants, why are you seeking your own death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed in his eyes, and then the knife in his hand chopped out again.

This time, the killing knife did not emit a blade light, but the sharp blade still harvested two lives like cutting vegetables.

Human life seems worthless in front of the blade of this killing knife. It only takes a slight swing, and no matter what kind of armor or weapon you wear to resist, it is no different from cutting tofu.

The easy killing obviously made the Taoist named Du more and more addicted, and he even made a sound of joy.

At this time, the Taoist with the sheep skull staff urged again: "Brother Du, stop it, you've already caused great trouble!" But the Taoist surnamed Du didn't hesitate and slashed at him with his sword, saying: "Shut up! I've been annoyed with you for a long time, I'll kill you too!"

The Taoist with the Sheep Skull Staff had anticipated this and disappeared from the spot as he turned into a puff of black smoke, but reappeared three feet away the next moment.

He said, "Fire Fox Fairy, please help me, my brother has gone crazy!"

At his request, a woman wearing a thin long skirt and a bellyband on her upper body appeared beside him, dragging two fox tails.

She looked at the mad Taoist named Du and said calmly, "Useless thing, to have his soul taken away by a mere demon weapon."

However, the Taoist surnamed Du's eyes turned redder when he saw the Fire Fox Fairy. He shouted angrily, "Slut fox, sooner or later I will make you kneel between my legs!"

The Fire Fox Fairy snorted coldly with a frosty face and said, "Then I would like to take out your heart and liver and taste it first."

Then she got on.

After a while, she broke off one of her tails and retreated. She shouted to the Taoist priest with the sheep skull staff who was standing still, "Why don't you come with me?"

"The power of that demonic soldier on him is too great to be defeated by one person!"

Sure enough, the Fire Fox Fairy and the Taoist with the Sheep Skull Staff attacked together, and finally fought the Taoist named Du on equal terms.

The situation changed so quickly that the young Taoist priest who was suddenly ignored was dumbfounded.

Why did the enemies suddenly start to quarrel among themselves?

How come she seems to be able to slip away?

But just as she was about to flee with her child, the Taoist priest surnamed Du, who was still paying attention to the battle, slashed at the air with his sword and shouted, "Don't even think about running away!"

This person has never forgotten his original goal.

Perhaps sensing the murderous intent of the knife-wielder, the blade of the killing knife emitted a cold aura and whistled towards the young Taoist.

The young Taoist knew from the momentum that he was not able to resist, so he simply gave up resisting.

She opened her eyes and watched the blade coming towards her, choosing to face her own death.

However, it was this courageous act of facing her own death that allowed her to see how she was saved.

In front of her, a sword light suddenly appeared in the air.

It was like a meteor falling from the sky, or like freehand brushstrokes on rice paper.

In short, this extremely brilliant and dazzling sword light fell in front of the young Taoist priest, and directly dispersed the aggressive sword energy.

"What a sword!"

She couldn't help but praise him, with stars in her eyes.

"Danqingmen Liang Fengzi arrived a step late, and the fairy was frightened."

The young Taoist, also known as Fairy Zhenyi, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Liang, you've arrived just in time."

She turned her head and saw Liang Zhongzhi walking with a graceful pace, with his feet like ice lotuses, and he came to her side dozens of feet away.

You are so pretentious.

"who!"

The three people fighting stopped.

Liang Zhongzhi looked at the three of them and said calmly, "I am the Crazy Taoist Liang Fengzi. I have met you fellow Taoists and would like to learn a few moves from you."

There was no other nonsense, he just did it when he said so.

After spending a long time with his apprentice, he gradually developed a habit of not liking to talk nonsense with his opponents.

He put one hand behind his back, put two fingers of his right hand together to form a sword finger, then pointed at the air and drew it down...

This was like a dot in calligraphy, but also like a stab in swordsmanship. However, a sword beam appeared in the air in front of the three people, making their scalps numb and they either resisted or avoided it.

At this time, Liang Zhongzhi used his fingers instead of a pen, and his writing moved like dragons and snakes.

I quickly wrote the word 'this'.

The three of them were instantly trapped by this word, oppressed by the sword force, and even had to put aside their prejudices and resist back to back...

However, Liang Zhongzhi had already quickly written the remaining words:
【This time we meet...】

In the end, before the word "no chance" was uttered, the Fire Fox Fairy and the Taoist priest with the Sheep Skull Staff could no longer hold on, and their bodies were scratched by the sword light, revealing blood.

This seemed to be just a minor injury, but in fact their magic power had been completely broken by Liang Zhongzhi's "Book Sword", and their eyes were filled with silent fear.

Only the Taoist named Du could still hold on with his killing knife, but this situation was extremely boring to Liang Zhongzhi.

Because he could kill it with one strike of his sword, but he couldn't make it lose its fighting power.

So he stood with his hands behind his back and said, "It's boring. I can't even finish a sentence."

"Disciple, why don't you take back your sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a person came out from his sleeves!

Zhao Yifu's figure appeared in the air, and an ice lotus emerged from his feet. He rushed towards the Taoist named Du without any pause.

His movements were naturally very graceful, and the operation of the lotus growing under his feet was not inferior to that of the master. The master and the disciple might even be secretly competing to see whose lotus was more exquisite?

In response to Zhao Yifu's actions, the Taoist named Du sneered and swung his knife to chop him.

The fairy Zhenyi in the back widened her eyes and saw that Zhao Yifu had already put his hands together and directly clamped the blade.

Then, when Taoist Du had no power to resist, he just held the blade with both hands and cut back, cutting off the big head cleanly and neatly.

The remaining two were stunned. They never expected that Taoist Du would die so easily with the magic sword as his support?
What Zhao Yifu showed in front of them at this moment was a kind of overwhelming physical attribute.

Whether in speed, reaction or strength, he far surpassed the Taoist named Du, which was why such a scene could happen.

The Taoist holding the sheep skull staff felt his legs go weak and he wanted to kneel down.

However, before he could kneel down, Zhao Yi Fu swung his knife and chopped off his head.

The Fire Fox Fairy was startled and quickly knelt down and said, "I am willing to serve the Immortal Master!"

Zhao Yifu said calmly, "No need."

With another swing of the knife, the charming fire fox fairy lost her head, and a fox head fell to the ground.

The three sword strikes were so powerful and decisive that before anyone could react, the two men and the demon had their heads chopped off.

Good guy!
Fairy Zhenyi was stunned. She never expected that the man in front of her would be so decisive and ruthless.

No, Danqingmen is a sect of scholars, right?
Liang Zhongzhi's "book and sword" had already surprised her, but that was also the style of a scholar. But how come Zhao Yifu in front of her behaved more like a warrior than the disciples of the two sword sects?

But Zhao Yifu's performance goes beyond this.

Because those Liao soldiers still surrounded him without hesitation, and Zhao Yifu still swung his sword without hesitation...

(End of this chapter)