This Jinghong Zhenren is actually in the formless realm!
Xu Qian did not know the other party's strength? Although Jinghong Zhenren is famous throughout the country, his cultivation level has not been announced. There are everything in the folk songs. Anyway, for ordinary people, immortal cultivators are superior and powerful people. As for what realm they are
, What's the difference?
Just now, Xu Qian asked Jinghong about his identity, but Jinghong didn't answer. Now Qianshu ignored his question at all. Jinghong felt a little embarrassed and snorted coldly: "No matter who you are, you can't be in my hands today."
Save anyone! You must stay, including you!"
Qianshu has killed a powerful man in the Wuying Realm with his hand. The momentum he showed is naturally different from that of the immortal cultivator who has never defeated the Wuying Realm. There is not only calmness and confidence between his eyebrows, but also the eyes of Jinghong Zhenren even bringing
It means disdain.
The imitation elf gun in Qianshu's hand moved. Zhenren Jinghong noticed the gun. The patterns on the gun were very exquisite, and you could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary product.
A shot was pierced in the air, and Jinghong's whisk swung, forming a multi-layer protective energy. The elf's gun failed to completely pierce. A smile just appeared on Jinghong's face. Qianshu flew over and slapped the tail of the gun with one palm.
The Elf Spear prevented the powerful force from bursting out again, and instantly penetrated the protective energy. Jinghong was shocked and immediately flew back, but it was too late. He was still stabbed into the shoulder by the gun, cutting off a small piece of meat.
Jinghong stabilized his body, threw the whisk in front of him, and then pushed his palms, and the whisk flew towards the thousands of trees with colorful light.
The whisk suddenly released countless silk threads, trying to bind Thousand Trees. Thousand Tree waved a spear in its hand, drew a circle, and cut all the silk threads.
At this time, Xu Qian saw an undetectable smile appearing on Jinghong's face, and felt a big deal.
Sure enough, the next moment, the cut silk threads were as hard as steel needles, flying towards thousands of trees as if they had life.
Xu Qian's face turned pale. Could it be that Qianshu is so beautiful that he is going to become a sieve?
Elf Ice Closure
Suddenly, a hard ice layer about a thick fist appeared beside Qianshu, and blue light appeared faintly above the ice layer. Obviously, this was not ordinary ice.
Even if the thin filaments are as hard as steel needles, they cannot penetrate the ice layer, and some of the silk threads are even frozen by the ice layer.
At this moment, Jinghong Zhenren didn't know where the head of the whisk in his hand went. He was holding a wooden stick. The head of the wooden stick was actually a metal point cone with a cold light.
Everyone present knew that the one who can make a weapon in the hands of a powerful person in the formless realm cannot be ordinary metal. This pointed cone can definitely pierce the body of a monk who is far stronger than an ordinary person.
The pointed cone pierced into the ice layer. The ice layer did not withstand such a fierce attack. It immediately shattered, and then it became atomized without a trace.
Qianshu's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he was about to pass through Jinghong's throat with a spear in his hand.
At this moment, Qianshu strangely discovered that his body seemed to be bound by something, and his movements became slower.
Although it was only half a minute, even if the strong fight, even a mistake in a moment would become a fatal mistake. Qianshu's spear did not make it, and Zhenren Jinghong's palm fell heavily on Qianshu's shoulders first.
This palm was really not light, and Qianshu flew backwards. Fortunately, she was caught by Xu Qian, otherwise she would not have time to control her body and fell heavily to the ground.
"That short guy is weird." Qianshu's voice sounded in Xu Qian's ears.
Xu Qian was caught by his big hand when he first entered the Chang Palace. At that time, he felt that he could dodge it, but for some reason he just didn't dodge it. It felt very strange, just like he was in the ocean, and his movements were
It is subject to resistance from water, so it is slower than in the air.
He and Qianshu were both victims. Qianshu's words may not be understood by others, but Xu Qian understood the meaning as soon as they heard them. The one who made their movements slow was the one who had been standing in Jinghong.
The little man around.
Zhenren Jinghong did not continue to take action, but looked at Xu Qian and the others with a slight smug look.
"I said, no one of you can leave today!"
Xu Qian said disdainfully: "What are you arrogant? It's not that you have the ability. If it weren't for him, you would have been stabbed into a hornet's nest by this spear."
In fact, Jinghong is not as unbearable as Xu Qian said. Even in the fight just now, he only suffered a small loss when he underestimated Qianshu's strength at the beginning. If he fought for a desperate battle, it is still unknown who will win.
Xu Qian could see that Jinghong was more face-saving, so he spoke like this. Once the other party was unstable, he had an opportunity to take advantage of it.
When Zhenren Jinghong heard Xu Qian's words, he couldn't help but retort: "He is my servant, and the master and servant join forces to fight against the enemy. What's the problem? So what? Let the woman save him, and dare to speak wildly!"
Jinghong is right. The ability of a servant is the face of the master. It can make the strong man his own servant, which further shows that his own means are excellent. This view is mainstream in the Tang Dynasty.
Xu Qian laughed, "She is my woman, what's the problem with the couple joining forces to fight against the enemy?"
Refuted by the same sentence, Jinghong Zhenren was speechless and felt extremely unhappy. But Xu Qian said that there was no problem at all. A couple joined forces to kill the enemy, and this kind of thing can even be passed down as a good story.
"Old Master, I ask you, what is your relationship with King Chang? Why did you appear at his home?"
Jinghong laughed in anger, "Now Dao Ni has the upper hand. When will it be your turn to ask questions? If you want to get the news from me, use some means to defeat me and ask questions again!"
Xu Qian whispered to Qianshu: "You deal with that Taoist, I deal with the dwarf."
Qianshu glanced at Xu Qian and thought to himself, you would be embarrassed to assign your opponent like this.
Xu Qian was so shameless that he thought so much. After saying that, he took out a spiritual sword and rushed to the short man. Seeing this, Qianshu immediately fought against Zhenren Jinghong again.
Xu Qian had a very strange idea about the short man's ability. Because he felt that this was not a certain combat skill, nor did it look like a talented magical power, but it was more likely to be a superpower, but there was no superpower in Blue Sea Star.
It is recognized that this person is a supernatural person who came to the Tang Dynasty from Earth?
Xu Qian's spiritual sword was two meters away from the short man. Such a distance was only a moment for him, but when he saw a strange smile on his face, his movements slowed down, even to the point.
It's the same as that of ordinary people.
The short man avoided the sword.
"I don't believe it." Xu Qian continued to chase the other party, and at this time he felt a sense of shame that he was teased.
But after a minute, he didn't even touch the other party's hair. As long as he approached the little dwarf, his movements would slow down. But the other party had never taken the initiative to attack. Even at the moment when his movements were slowest, the short man
He just continued to dodge and escape, and never attacked once.
Qianshu and Jinghong Zhenren had a very lively fight. Both of them used some tricks, but they still couldn't do anything to each other.
Jinghong Zhenren could naturally see that Qianshu's cultivation was not as good as himself. He was forced to draw by a young female monk with a level lower than himself. Jinghong felt his face was dull and wondered whether to use some of his trump cards.
"Old Master Jinghong, I said, why are you doing this? Why don't we sit down and talk? If we don't have to do anything at all, what are we doing when we hit each other?" Xu Qian hasn't figured out Jinghong so far
Why did they appear here and why did they attack them?
Zhenren Jinghong snorted coldly: "It's okay to tell you that you are waiting. Dao Yu was ordered by Your Majesty to take care of the Crown Princess here. Anyone who rashly enters Prince Chang's mansion can be killed directly."
"Crown Princess?" Xu Qian looked confused, "Are you saying that Lin Qiaoni became Li Yuanxi's wife?"
"You call the prince's name to despise the emperor's majesty. You really deserve to die!" Jinghong was about to continue to attack, and Xu Qian hurriedly stopped him and said, "Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet, I'll fight before I finish talking.
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"You are a cultivator in the formless realm, but you are actually surrendering to the imperial power? This is not reasonable! What are you trying to do?" Xu Qian didn't know much about the situation in the Tang Dynasty, but he still knew some of this. The emperor was
The mortal emperors, monks, especially high-level monks, have few people who will recognize the imperial power in their hearts. After all, monks are already half immortals, and can fly to the sky and escape the earth. Their lifespan is as long as the mortals' lifetime, and even one person can match it.
The army has no attachment to secular things, so there is no need to pay attention to the emperor.
Of course, the thoughts of the Tang Empire are different from those of China. These immortal cultivators were only ordinary people at first, and the king was already deeply rooted in the subject. Moreover, as long as they did not break through Taiqing, they were still humans and not immortals. They had to eat and sleep, and they also had seven emotions and six desires.
, there are birth, old age, sickness and death, and it may not be true that one can be able to be clear about one's mind and few desires.
Therefore, there are some immortal cultivators who served the imperial court in the Tang Dynasty, but there are very few immortal cultivators who are as powerful as Jinghong.