Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 279 Arriving in Time

Yuan Wu's epee hit the sword light, and in an instant, two forces exploded.

"Ah!" Yuan Wu's whole body trembled like a lion's roar, and a surge of majestic internal force surged away, splitting the sword light directly, turning it into nothingness.

Without stopping for a moment, Yuan Wu's body rushed out suddenly, and swept his sword towards Xiao Jian. Where the sword light passed, bursts of sparks arose.

Xiao Jian was still dodging non-stop, his body was light and nimble, every time Yuan Wu's attack, he narrowly dodged it.

But Yuan Wu's movements became faster and faster every time. During these failed attacks, he didn't take a breath, but his movements became more swift and violent.

Lin Miao couldn't help feeling: "Yuan Wu's dantian is much larger than the dantian of ordinary warriors, and he contains more yuan power, so his ability grows and becomes braver. If it is consumed for a long time, Xiao Jian, who has not fought for six years, will suffer greatly." Lost."

Ye Feixue nodded slightly at the side, quietly listening to Master's analysis.Here Nangong Que also looked a little terrified: "This brother Yuan Wu is really a barbarian! We need to use some unusual methods to deal with him. From what I see, Xiao Jian probably won't be able to avoid it for long."

Bu Liushui also looked strange: "Why does Uncle Xiao Jian always avoid and not attack?"

Nangongque smiled wryly: "Do you think Xiao Jian can still attack? Yuan Wu's offensive is too fierce, the last move didn't stop, and the next move will immediately meet him."

"So that's how it is!" Bu Liushui sighed, "It seems that Uncle Xiao Jian will suffer a big loss this time, Duan Qi, what do you think?"

Duan Qi was silent, he used his heavenly eyes to observe the whole process.

Under Tianyan's subtle observation, he faintly felt that Xiao Jian's strength had not been brought into play, the martial arteries in his body were very disordered, and he could not display his internal strength.

Although his dodging speed is fast, the connection between his movements seems very blunt, and his strength is much lower than what he usually sees.

"Duan Qi, why are you in a daze?" Bu Liushui patted him on the shoulder.

Duan Qi came back to his senses, hid the golden pupils, then was slightly taken aback, and said, "What's wrong? What did you ask me just now?"

Bu Liushui patted his forehead, and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, don't ask, pray that Uncle Xiao Jian can win! If we lose, then we will become the laughing stock of others."

Duan Qi smiled and nodded.

He didn't care whether he became a laughingstock, but secretly prayed in his heart that Xiao Jian could win, and at the same time, he kept observing Yuan Wu's fighting style, hoping to discover his weakness.

"Xiao Jian, let me see how long you can hide!" Yuan Wu roared, and with a single finger of the epee, a cyan halo formed above the tip of the sword.

"This is..." The disciples of the surrounding Cuizhu Peak all lit up their eyes, observing Yuan Wu's movements carefully.

"This is the Tai Chi Spirit Void Seal!"

Many disciples have already seen it, and they are all very excited. It seems that Yuan Wushou is going to make a real move this time.

Yuan Wu's movements were very fast, and when he stabbed out with a sword, the Tai Chi Lingxu Seal was immediately formed in the void, and the huge seal suddenly pushed towards Xiao Jian.

The attack range of the Tai Chi Diagram mark is huge, no matter how difficult it is for Xiao Jian to dodge, he can only swing the sword with one hand. Almost at the same time, Xiao Jian's Tai Chi Spirit Void Seal is also formed instantly.

The two Tai Chi totems collided violently in the air.

Rumble!
The powerful storm spread in all directions, the bricks and tiles on the ground flew wildly, and the surrounding disciples dodged one after another. The leaders concentrated their strength and used defensive martial skills to resist the violent aura.

After an explosion, the scene billowed with smoke and dust, Yuan Wu was still standing where he was.

And amidst the smoke and dust, Xiao Jian's clothes were all torn by pieces, and bloodstains were left on his arms. He plunged his sword into the soil, as if he had already lost.

Looking at the desolate figure in the smoke, Yuan Wu couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! Brother Xiao Jian, you still lost!"

Hearing Yuan Wu's laughter, he, the disciples of Cuizhu Peak, shouted and cheered for the master one by one.

"Okay! Master won, that's great."

"Master is really amazing."

"Our Green Bamboo Peak won."

More than 200 people cheered happily, while others were silent, just looking at the figure in the gray smoke with some regret.

Daoist Baihe was smiling, he was not shocked by this result, could it be that this was something he had expected a long time ago, after all, Xiao Jian, a drunken alcoholic, has been decadent for more than six years, and his strength has dropped drastically, not in a day or two thing.

He has almost become the laughing stock among the chief seat, even some disciples can laugh at him.

Such an existence, is it normal to lose?

A flash of unbearableness flashed in Lin Miao's eyes, thinking of Xiao Jian back then, and looking at Xiao Jian who is so decadent now, made Lin Miao feel a burst of regret.

"I lost, Junior Brother Xiao Jian still lost!" Nangong Que couldn't help but sighed bitterly.

"I didn't lose, my master didn't lose!"

A girl's voice sounded from the crowd. Accompanied by the clear and melodious bells, the girl's voice was like the sound of nature, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, and the lingering sound made many disciples feel slightly moved.

The girl quickly appeared in the crowd's sight.

"Little Ling'er, you're here." Duan Qi turned his head immediately, and saw Han Mengling walking behind him unknowingly.

Han Mengling twisted the Najie lightly, took out a wine jug from it, and shook it lightly in her hand, and she could hear the sound of liquid sloshing inside.

Duan Qi saw the flagon in Han Mengling's hand, and immediately understood, his whole body regained his spirits, and with an unprecedented firm belief, he shouted: "It's not over yet, Master has not lost!"

Duan Qi's voice seemed to penetrate the fog, and that confident and resolute voice resounded throughout the entire Temple of Worshiping Heaven.

The crowd looked at Duan Qi and the beautiful girl beside him. She was 17 years old and she was at her most beautiful age. The red dress and the bell around her waist made the girl look more youthful and full of personality.

"Here, I'll give it to Master!" Han Mengling tossed the jug into Duan Qi's hands, then leaned into his ear, and whispered, "This is osmanthus wine. Picked from the forests of the mountains, paired with my exclusive prescription, brewed exquisitely overnight, the fragrance is mellow, I want to drink a few sips after smelling it, hehe."

Duan Qi gently opened the lid of the jug and sniffed it. A scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and the mellow aroma of wine came to his nostrils, which lifted his spirits: "Good wine, it really is good wine."

Thinking of this, Duan Qi was full of confidence. He passed through the crowd and shouted loudly to the figure in the smoke: "Master, continue!"

After all, Duan Qi threw the jug high, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and fell into Xiao Jian's hands with precision!
(End of this chapter)