Chapter 186: Corrupt scholars and harm the country

Thunder lights fell one after another, and the world was like a huge net spreading!

Pei Donglai was in the giant net, constantly igniting the seeds of thunder and fire with one hand, while the other hand continuously condensed the righteous energy in his body and turned into sword energy.

As the thunder and fire entanglement was entangled, the Qi transformed by Haoran's sword energy continued and was vast and grand. This was also the means that Pei Donglai could come up with the least strength to achieve the greatest defense.

This is what Zheng Fengtu wants to do, and use the least consumption to make the best defense in this consumption.

The thunder and fire are intertwined into a net, filling the loopholes with the omnipresent righteous energy. I dare not say that I can resist the full-strength attack of the magical power realm, but I can also compete with the general magical power realm for several rounds.

Before this, Pei Donglai had used several methods, but each of them was easily resolved by Zheng Fengtu. Zheng Fengtu avoided trouble and did not kill him immediately. He just approached him and scratched his neck.

If a martial artist at the realm of magic power is brought close to his side on the battlefield, it will be almost the same as if he is already dead.

However, the realm of magical power he encountered was obviously not a martial arts practitioner in the general sense of magical power realm.

Zheng Fengtu was walking in the sky like a leisurely garden in the thunder and fire sword energy, and walked towards Pei Donglai easily. After Pei Donglai completed the defense for a while, he entered the defense range of Leihuo. If Pei Donglai had not given enough time to build a defense, Pei Donglai had been defeated many times with Zheng Fengtu's body skills.

Zheng Fengtu turned around, avoided a lightning bombardment, and then took two steps back. After he retreated less than three breaths, a lightning light as thick as a bucket slashed hard at where he was just now.

He did not take action, but just made movements on his body to avoid the attack. Zheng Fengtu seemed to have the ability to predict the future. He clearly showed no sign of attack, but he still had to make movements. After he made the movement, he would not take one or two breaths, and the place would inevitably be bombarded by lightning.

"This time, you have improved a lot compared to before. However, there are still many flaws."

Zheng Fengtu stretched out a hand, as if he was pushing it in a slight manner, and used his hand to touch a sword energy coming towards him. The sword energy was immediately changed direction and flew towards Zheng Fengtu's head, colliding with a thunder fire that had not yet been formed.

"You can say that this is the structure and strategy, but I call this the rule."

Zheng Fengtu kept raising his hand, turning around, lowering his head, advancing or retreating. But Pei Donglai's attack was always one step slower, and it only came after he moved, so naturally he could only bombard the earth.

"I don't have the ability to predict the future. I just see it a little bit more clearly than you. You may not have noticed it yet. There is a subconscious habit in your defense attack."

"Just find out this habit, calculate it, and then split the current situation and put it in the result, you can naturally avoid every attack you have."

Zheng Fengtu's slender fingers slashed Pei Donglai's neck with a smile on his face.

Pei Donglai sighed and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

There is no such thing as heaven and earth's vitality in the soul-leaving mirror, so naturally there is no problem of loss. Therefore, Pei Donglai can use all his methods without worrying about the exhaustion of the energy. However, even if he throws out all the methods and cooperates with it to achieve perfection, he still can't escape the finger in Zheng Fengtu's throat.

A natural monster like Zheng Fengtu is more like the protagonist than himself.

Pei Donglai said to himself in his heart.

"You may not understand it if you tell me in vain." Facing Pei Donglai's gaze, Zheng Fengtu said frankly: "Don't think I'm insulting your head. It's just that it's easy to say the truth in a brief way, but it's difficult to say it in detail. There are even things that cannot be expressed in the joints, and you won't understand it even if I say it."

Pei Donglai believed this. Some of the feelings may be understood in his heart, but after he said it, it was completely different. In other people's ears, this meaning will be distorted.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ***, these nine numbers are arranged in this way, and even school children can recite them very smoothly."

Pei Donglai looked at Zheng Fengtu who was picking up his hands and frowned slightly. He understood in his heart, but it seemed like a layer of fog was passed through, and he could not touch or see clearly.

"However, 496352718 are also the arrangement of these nine numbers. However, this arrangement is completely unruly. It is probably impossible for ordinary people to read it once."

"The sword moves you use are like "one three five seven nine, two four six eight." or "nine eight seven six five four three two one". Although they are not the same as usual, the rules can be seen clearly as long as you look at them carefully."

Zheng Fengtu is a real poisonous tongue. His words are useless to belittle Pei Donglai. However, there is a problem with any poisonous tongue. They themselves are determined not to realize their poisonous tongue. Although Zheng Fengtu’s methods are amazing, they cannot avoid the vulgarity at this point.

He paused and continued to say lazily: "You should forget all the coherent sword moves you have learned, forget your tricks, and then start defending and attacking."

"Every move must be in line with the situation in front of you. There must be no habit between the previous move and the next move. This habit may be extremely exquisite tricks for the same vision as you. But in the eyes of me and the masters you are about to face, this is a great opportunity to kill you."

"What should I do?" Pei Donglai had never heard of such a method. The smooth flow of sword moves and sword moves, and coherence was the standard for evaluating a person's skillful moves. Pei Donglai was also convinced of this statement. Zheng Fengtu's statement made it impossible for him to start for a while.

"Sword moves are nothing more than lifting, stabbing, slashing, slashing, shaking, and clicking. Even if a martial artist uses a sword, he will only use more sword control and release several techniques to expose the sword energy."

Zheng Fengtu held the void and drew a sword from the void. He was the owner of the Soul-Leaving Mirror, and he could do anything he wanted to create here.

"All the sword moves in martial arts cultivators cannot do without these moves. No matter what sword tricks you use, it must be the same as the fundamental ones in the sword."

Zheng Fengtu threw the long sword in his hand to Pei Donglai, and then said with a relaxed look: "Since that's the case, then you just need to simplify all the sword moves and techniques you have learned and turn them into their true colors."

"The simpler it is, and there are not so many changes in the moves, the less likely it is to be found by the opponent to break the moves. If you want to make a sword successful, then fight him in the most direct way."

"The face-to-face place is a great threat to everyone. A realm of destroying the Void and the Realm of Supernatural Powers can only forcefully bombard the enemy with their own abilities. Within this range, any change is meaningless."

"Simple and effective moves are the most suitable."

Zheng Fengtu is very insightful, and it is naturally much easier to say these things. Even if he is asked to do it, he can do it easily. But in Pei Dong's view, Zheng Fengtu's statement is completely...

"God-telling." Pei Donglai snorted and mocked Zheng Fengtu, "You must know that it is a means to improve me now, not yours. Do you want me to face-to-face with a magical realm? Even if your statement is really effective, then tell me how I get close to him and how can I ensure that I will not be killed by him as soon as possible?"

Not to mention the realm of magical powers, as long as the martial arts practitioners who have reached the realm of magical powers, few people will fight each other in close combat except for the very few who have entered the Tao with martial arts. Most of the martial arts practitioners use means to bombard them from afar. Zheng Fengtu asked Pei Donglai to approach a realm of magical powers, which was tantamount to seeking death.

I'm afraid that before Pei Donglai arrived, he would be bombarded with spells that followed one after another.

“What’s the difficulty?”

Zheng Fengtu raised her eyebrows, and seemed very dissatisfied with Pei Donglai asking such a stupid question.

"Why can't you get close to you in the thundering light in the sky? After all, your real ability also has the level of supernatural powers."

"You can see all my changes and then find a way to crack them, and then..."

Speaking of this, Pei Donglai suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"Understood?"

Zheng Fengtu laughed, and took his hands, looking at Pei Donglai with a lively expression: "As long as you have such means, then there will be no problem?"

"Doesn't get rid of all attacks that may threaten you, and then cast a simple and effective sword in a small place. Tsk tsk, just think about it and feel that the future is promising."

Pei Donglai's mouth twitched, looking at Zheng Fengtu who was smug on the side.

He knew that he was definitely not a fool. But what he knew more was that he was definitely not a monster like Zheng Fengtu!

The means he can use does not mean that he can use them!

Zheng Fengtu thought about it, and a light flashed in his palm condensed the Soul-Leaving Mirror hub. He wrote and painted it on it, and said to Pei Dong: "Don't worry, the three or five days of kung fu in the Soul-Leaving Mirror is just a cup of tea outside. As long as you use your heart, I think, you will be able to cultivate it in one or two days outside."

"I will take care of you in the past or two days, and it will not delay your affairs. Just rest assured."

The big tent of the marquis of Qishan.

The Marquis of Qishan threw the documents in his hand on the table and sighed softly.

This is a document from Kyoto about rewarding meritorious officials in the army.

The result was the same as what Qishan Hou wanted, and he did not award Pei Donglai's official position in the army, but from the rhetoric of this document, he saw something completely contrary to his original intention.

"Corrupt scholars are in trouble."
Chapter completed!