Chapter 72: The master of kendo, the supreme talisman
A person with a rich body does not sit in a dangerous position. When he has truly reached a certain level and position, he is more concerned with coordinating the relationship between various places and departments, sorting out the context, knowing people well and making good use of them, and strategizing. This is what a true leader needs to do.
The thing is, you haven’t seen the bloody fights on chess, Go, military chess, and other chess boards, but have you seen a few chess players rolling up their sleeves to fight?
Although Shou Shou Shuang Cheng showed good fighting ability when they first debuted, they are more famous for their outstanding status in Longhu Mountain, as well as their long-sleeved skills and skills. The Southwest Bureau is actually the foundation of each division.
, the strongest branch, but Zhao Chengfeng has been able to stabilize the situation in the past two years since he was airborne, and he has done a good job. This is what the higher-ups value most.
However, this does not mean that Zhao Chengfeng's cultivation level is not high. In fact, since this guy who was put on the table by Longhu Mountain has the Yin Yang Sword in his hand, it means that his status in Longhu Mountain should at least be
Being able to rank in the top five, maybe even higher than the real person Mochizuki. It is not that easy to obtain the holy gifts. To be able to have such a heritage without any accidents, this is enough to explain a lot of problems.
Zamao Xiaodao just said that he was heroic. It was a strategic contempt for the enemy, but in reality, he was also very careful. He followed closely behind him. After a sword exchange, there was a clang and he turned somersault.
Stopped directly on another broken bridge.
The two were about ten meters apart, holding swords against each other, looking at each other from a distance. Only the buzzing sound of the swords meant that the two had actually exchanged hands.
Seeing the ragtag standing like nails on the broken bridge, with the thunder roaring, my heart suddenly jumped, and I could see that this battle was actually unfair.
Why is this?
If the two of them fight with each other intact, even if Zhao Chengfeng possesses the Yin-Yang Sword given by the Holy Spirit, the outcome will still be between two. However, in the vanguard battle when they landed at the dock just now, with me, Za
The Southeast Bureau headed by Mao Xiaodao, Qijian and Senior Brother, as well as Taoist Laojun Guancanghai, whose highly cultivated foreign aid withstood most of the pressure, while Zhao Chengfeng and his friends actually only resisted on the inside, and the fighting intensity
Far inferior to those of us fighting on the front lines, we suffered the least consumption and damage.
So it was good that the two sides did not fight. When they did, the two of them used their swords to test each other, and immediately found out the details. From a scene point of view, Zamao Xiaodao was really at a disadvantage.
A thousand-pound cow and a ten-thousand-pound cow. The cowhide of the Zamao Trail was slightly bigger just now. Coupled with this kid's achievements in recent years and the god-like performance of the Divine Sword's Lightning Drawing Technique just now, Zhao Chengfeng was really frightened.
I was covered in cold sweat, fearing that the end of the night would be ruined and the boat would capsize in the gutter. However, after a fight, I realized that although my opponent was not a paper tiger, he was just a sick cat. If he wanted to challenge himself, he would still need to practice for several years.
The higher a person is in a high position, the more afraid he is of falling off the stage. When this threat was eliminated, Zhao Chengfeng stood with a sword in his right hand, stroking his newly grown delicate beard with his left hand, and said with a master's style: "Xiao Keming,
This is the last time I remind you that swords are ruthless. If you feel unwell, you can postpone it. Otherwise, if you really get angry after a while, if I can't hold back my hand and hurt you, your Tao Zhenren will go down the mountain in person and come find me.
It’s troublesome, why don’t we just let it go?”
He spoke grandly and with the air of a general, but he revealed his worries. He was afraid of killing the younger ones and attracting the older ones. This was not what he wanted. However, Zamao Xiaodao sneered,
Without answering, he took the secret steps of the Nine Palaces of Luoshu on the broken bridge with a radius of less than one meter.
Although this step is only within a square circle, it is a huge formation that inspires wind and thunder, is as fast as water and fire, turns the mountains into mountains, overturns the earth, transforms the surrounding Qi field into chaos, and fills the sky with blood in the evil spirit ancient town.
Under the cover, another world was faintly outlined. However, what is even more ingenious is that although he has affected the secret of heaven, Zamao Xiaodao himself is "my body is strong", calmly and silently, turning himself into a swirling world.
In the center of the storm, the calmest eye.
Zamao Xiaodao has often returned to Maoshan in recent years to practice with Tao Jinhong and Master Chuan Gong. Without a few brushes to press the box, how could he be identified as the next master? Seeing the changes in the Qigang field around him, the river under his feet rolled
, the waves rolled furiously, the sky and the earth changed color, and the faces of the Southwest people in front of me also turned gloomy. They never expected that this careless man would be so powerful once he became serious.
Could it be that...the legendary Two Cities with Sleeves and Hands, will lose?
Everyone was surprised, and Zhao Chengfeng was no exception. As a leader among the contemporary people in Longhu Mountain, his eyesight was far more extraordinary than others. He knew that if the Zamao Trail was allowed to complete this set of steps, the breath would be
Condensed into a majestic formation, then even if he has this Yin Yang Sword, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat him.
With this thought, worries arose in his heart. He no longer waited, but raised the Yin-Yang sword in his hand and chanted quickly: "...The chariot grid, the limelight washes over, Yin-Yang is like fish, fish is like jade, fast!"
This mantra seems to be slowing down, but it is coming suddenly. The whole person soars like an eagle and freezes in the air, and the Yin Yang Sword slowly moves forward to kill him.
Suddenly, a fierce sword light appeared out of thin air. This sword light was also black and white. On one side, it was surging and violent. On the other side, it was calm and undercurrent. It was like lightning flashing across, directly cutting into the storm centered on the Zamao Trail.
Among them, it was indeed extraordinary beyond what was given by Emperor Daozong. The power of this sword was like a hot knife cutting butter. It came out suddenly and exposed the hairy path wrapped in countless water droplets with one strike.
Zamao Xiaodao's horizontal sword came to block it, and the Thunder Punishment caught the sword light abruptly. The blue electric light continued to circle around the contact point. However, even so, the Thunder Punishment couldn't help but let out a mournful cry, and Zamao Punishment couldn't help but let out a mournful scream.
The clothes on Mao Xiaodao's body were also suddenly torn apart by the scattered sword energy. With a brush, dozens of strips were cut off from his neat robe, turning it into an authentic beggar's outfit.
In addition, the stone pier at the foot of the Zamao Trail finally could not withstand such terrifying pressure, and directly made a tooth-piercing sound, collapsed for the second time, and sank into the water along with the Zamao Trail.
As soon as the master made a move, he could tell the taste. Zhao Chengfeng's sword, which he had used all his strength to do, actually broke through the Gangbu Tianwei on the Zamao Trail and slashed it directly into the water. It was so powerful that it was simply shocking.
I was shocked inexplicably. I watched from a distance and felt that Zhao Chengfeng's sword was no less powerful than Huang Chenqujun's one-word sword at the top of the Evil Spirit Peak. Zhao Chengfeng had never been known for his force, so it can be seen from this that this sword
The Yin Yang Sword must have greatly improved his cultivation.
Among masters, the most common situation is to decide the outcome with a few moves. Zhao Chengfeng had been brewing for a long time and slashed out with a sword. Not only did he break the formation of Zamao Xiaodao, but he also knocked the boy directly into the water.
According to the chief's estimation, although Zamao Xiaodao blocked it with his sword at the last moment, the dark energy that extended over the past was enough to defeat Zamao Xiaodao, which was already scarred, and he did not attack directly.
He went into the water and continued the pursuit, firstly because he was concerned about his image, and secondly because he was afraid of Tao Jinhong behind the trail of miscellaneous hair.
He came back gracefully and landed gracefully on the original bridge pier. Although he received applause from all his subordinates, it also made Zamao Xiaodao, who had been squatting under the water preparing for evil, rush to nothing. Just before Zhao Chengfeng
Just when I thought the competition was over, a wet figure emerged from the water, turned over and jumped onto a pile of gravel protruding from the water.
In the astonished gaze of everyone, the failed sneak attacker took out a dark thing from his arms, sneezed and said: "You still have a few brushes, it seems I don't
It’s really impossible to use a special move..."
Zamao Xiaodao was mumbling alone and looked very embarrassed. However, as his opponent, Zhao Chengfeng felt an inexplicable panic in his heart. He secretly thought that something was wrong. He immediately kicked off his feet and rushed towards Zamao Xiaodao again.
.However, he was fast, but not as fast as Zamao Xiaodao's hand. On the surface, Zamao Xiaodao was nagging, but in fact, he was chanting a spell. He had already completed the entire process of casting the spell. With a flick of his wet sleeves, there was a
The gray-white bone talisman shot towards Zhao Chengfeng.
"talisman!"
Behind me, Zhu Guozhi screamed like a castrated actor. I squinted and saw that the bone was taken from the body of a monkey that had been killed on Dragon Island in Dongting Lake that day. It had passed through the Zamao Trail for more than a year.
The refining is naturally of absolute quality.
At this time, everyone remembered that this disheveled Taoist was not only a master of swordsmanship, but just a year ago, he had defeated the most famous person in recent years, Wang Yue Zhenren, the heir to the mantle of Maoshan Talisman King.
It is possible that he is the first-class talisman master in the world.
Soon enough, the rune-covered bone had already shot a few meters in front of Zhao Chengfeng, exploded suddenly, and then a seven-color brilliance appeared, and countless energy-enhanced flags fell from the sky.
On Zhao Chengfeng.
Facing such an offensive, Zhao Chengfeng was not afraid. No one who came out to wander around in the world had anything to defend himself. What's more, the Luofan Divine Curse had a miraculous effect on the spiritual body, but it had no restraint on him, who was from the same Taoist lineage.
The effect, so as soon as the blue light appeared, all the flags and flags fell down one after another, and Zhao Chengfeng smiled ferociously and attacked with a sword: "Do you think you can defeat me with this talisman?"
Facing Zhao Chengfeng's wanton provocation, Zamao Xiaodao took out five, six or seventy-eight talismans from his arms and responded: "One or two cannot kill you, but a pile of these can kill you!"