Chapter 25: Meeting an opponent in chess and encountering obstacles
The surrounding dragon boats quickly dispersed to avoid the invincible sword light.
The monks on the boat all wanted to avoid his sharp edge and let others consume Yuan An first. Once the sword energy in his body was exhausted, it would be impossible to make a quick breakthrough and sooner or later he would be surrounded.
Some of the dragon boats gradually turned to the rear, completely blocking Zhikarizhen's escape route back to the shore.
A trace of suspicion flashed in Green Yi Zhu's beautiful eyes. If Yuan An had fled directly to the river bank before, with his unexpected swordsmanship, he might not have been able to fight a bloody path. Now it seems that he is making great progress, but it is difficult to last, which is not a good strategy.
Is this out of youthful spirit and the persistence of maintaining a straight sword rather than bending it, or is there something hidden in it and an ulterior motive?
If it's the former, then Yuan An is just a brainless reckless man, not worthy of being her cauldron; if it's the latter, only such a top-notch cauldron, which is brave, resourceful, talented and beautiful, can inspire his own excitement to conquer.
Desire, in order to break through the bottleneck of magic power.
Liu Yingwu noticed the subtle changes in Lu Yi Zhu's expression, and he was also a little puzzled. Judging from Yuan An's attack route, it seemed to be going straight to the direction of Ji Kang and others. However, the Six Sons of the Bamboo Forest were blocked by many dragon boats, and were blocked by the Four Blue Dragons.
With Yu following him all the way, it would be difficult for both sides to meet up.
As far as he knew, Ji Kang specifically asked his master for a powerful Big Dipper formation. Could it be that Yuan An really thought that with this formation, the Seven Sons would be able to sweep all the heroes together?
"Isn't that the Tianhensheng of the Tianmo Sect?" A second-generation demon monk pointed to the Zhangshui River and shouted in surprise, "The maid gave birth to a son who was imprisoned for several years to cause trouble in the sect. How did he escape secretly?" p>
On the rolling roaring waves, a white-bone dragon boat refused to hide or escape, like an iron chain crossing the river. It blocked the front majestically, facing the approaching Yuan An, and it looked extremely eye-catching.
A dwarf man over three feet tall lifted the hood that covered his face and stood proudly on the head of the boat alone. His head was as big as a bucket, his face was ugly, and his dark skin was uneven and covered with pockmarks.
The two-headed and four-armed celestial magic figure emerged from behind and rose into the air, emitting a colorful halo. One of its two heads was an elephant's, with a long nose as white as jade, and a solemn and compassionate face. The other was a lion.
On the head, the manes are as dense as golden needles, shining, and the momentum is extremely powerful. The four muscular arms each hold the Dragon Subduing Pestle, the Golden Light Sword, the Lotus Hammer, and the Black Tort Shield, and the dazzling light shoots straight into the sky.
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"You also know that Tian Hensheng has always been at odds with the little magician. He must have wanted to snatch the Golden Que catalog when he escaped, so as to embarrass the little magician." A second-generation demon from the Tianmo Sect curled his lips contemptuously.<
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"Does this toad also want to be in the limelight?" "Look at his flashy appearance. How is it different from the pet animals raised in the mountain gate?" Many second-generation demons clasped their hands and laughed. Tianhensheng's biological father was a demon.
The elder of the sect gave birth to this illegitimate child after a drunken visit to his maid.
Tianhen grew up short, ugly, and disliked by others, and was just a servant in the Tianmo Sect. Later, he accidentally received the legacy of the previous generation of the Demon Sect, and was able to practice magic. He took the Taoist name "Tianhensheng" and gave up his real name.
No need.
Liu Yingwu also laughed along with everyone. It was said that Tian Hensheng was disrespectful to the little magician and was thrown into a cliff prison. However, the inside story that Yu Zhenhui got was clearly that Bian Wuya forced Tian Hensheng to hand over his own skills.
, only after being rejected was he sentenced.
The dragon boats in front moved aside one after another, and Tian Hensheng, who was alone in the boat, could be seen at a glance, appearing in Zhi Qing's empty field of vision.
The two sides' eyes met, and they moved and fell silent, and the invisible momentum collided with each other. "Boom!" Pulled by the two people's energy, the Zhangshui River suddenly set off an angry wave, agitated and empty, just separating the sight of the two sides.<
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The next moment, huge waves crashed down and bubbles flew up. The two people's eyes interlocked again, and the distance between them was only one foot away.
Zhikarizhen's heart sank slightly. The demon cultivator opposite him was majestic and his spiritual power was surprisingly stable. Although he was only practicing Qi Huanshen peak cultivation, his Qi was thick and mellow, circulating endlessly, and was not affected by the sharp sword at all.
Qi influence.
Especially the appearance of heavenly magic presented by the other party is completely devoid of the sinister and sinister nature of the demonic energy. On the contrary, it is majestic and solemn, and it obviously has a different mystery.
Such a master cannot be defeated with just one sword.
The sword energy made a sharp sound of wind, and the air shook like ripples. As Zikari rushed forward quickly, the distance between the two sides was only half a foot.
In the perception of Zhikarizhen's huge spiritual power, Tian Hensheng's limbs have been as stable as rocks, unmoving, and even the pockmarks on his face have not trembled. Only his breathing has become more and more powerful, like Zhangshui.
The surging waves on the river climbed to the peak one after another.
"Why don't you fight this toad from Tianhensheng? Isn't he just scared?" The second-generation demon monk from Tianmo Sect couldn't help shouting.
"An ugly and stupid illegitimate child still wants to challenge Yuan An, he is really overestimating his capabilities!" "Isn't his magic power just a show?" The other second generation demons laughed in succession.
The distance between the two sides has been shortened to more than three feet, and Zhikari really only needs to send the silk bamboo sword forward to stab the opponent. His wrist vibrates frequently, and the fierce burst of sword energy is like a roaring wind, getting stronger and stronger.
The air seemed to turn into sharp needles, hissing with terrifying force.
Tian Hensheng remained unmoved, standing as still as a pine, and his calm aura seemed to be a world of its own, having nothing to do with the fierce and threatening sword light from the outside world.
Zhikari sighed secretly. No matter how he changed his sword skills and pressed hard, this opponent was always calm and steady. He stopped with silence, so that he could not find any flaws and the sword light could not take advantage of the gap.
Zhi Shou had no choice but to touch the grass figurine in the middle Dantian with his mind, ready to launch a witchcraft spell at any time. Even though the grass figurine of the forbidden figurine sacrifice technique can withstand a certain amount of backlash, casting spells so frequently may damage the foundation of practice. p>
But he had no choice, he had to kill his opponent instantly without stopping.
"I will fight you fairly." Facing the approaching sword light, Tian Hensheng suddenly said. His voice was much stronger than his appearance, low and soft, but it penetrated the screams of the dense sword energy.
Passed clearly into Zhikarizhen's ears.
Zhikarizhen didn't pay attention to it. This should be the other party's trick to confuse himself. What's more, when fighting with others, he never talks nonsense or chats.
As soon as the sword light was displayed, Zhi Shouzhen quickly accelerated and swept forward, entering within three feet of the silk and bamboo sword. The tip of the sword shed thousands of dazzling cold lights, virtual and real, densely covering the opponent.
Tian Hensheng's eyes narrowed, the radiance of the Heavenly Magic behind him shook, and the golden-haired lion's head suddenly roared. The deafening sound exploded like a thunderbolt, shattering part of the illusory sword energy light spots, and the elephant's trunk suddenly rolled up,
The snow-white Pi Lian swung around, blocking all the actual sword light.
Suddenly, all the dissipated sword light regrouped into a gleaming sword tip, tilted upward, and stabbed Tian Hensheng between the eyebrows.
This diagonal strike is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace, following a smart line trajectory, completing an unexpected blow.
At the same time, Zhi ShouZhen suddenly launched the victory-weary forbidden figurine sacrificial technique - the heavy-as-a-thousand-jun curse!