The sudden change exceeded everyone's expectations.
This ghostly masked man gives people a sense of déjà vu that comes out of the air.
Whether it is heartbeat, breathing, or thinking fluctuations, they are consistent with the frequency of Feng Shui and earth running. The heaven and earth are mixed and round, and they are not distinguished from each other.
Apart from the naked eye, the mind and spirit cannot sense his existence at all.
The masked man's sword did not inject internal energy, nor did he have any special techniques, but he was just simple and fast.
It was almost time for Jiang Wanggu to fly suddenly, and his brain nerves didn't have time to stop. The expression on his face changed from panic to incredible as he flew up.
Until his head fell to the ground, a pool of blood burst out from his neck, and the shocked expression on his face suddenly fixed.
The palm he turned around and slapped suddenly stopped three inches in front of the masked man, and only blew the other party's robe and pulled it tightly, swelling like a wheel. The strong wind leaked, and it did not hurt the other party at all.
Even the supreme masters were shocked by this unpredictable attack and were unable to react.
Seeing Jiang Wanggu's head fall to the ground, he died with his eyes closed.
Watching the masked man walk towards Jiang Tianhe and feed a golden elixir to his mouth.
It was not until the masked man looked up and spoke domineeringly at the crowd that several people came back to their senses.
"You Qingxu Sect doesn't care about Jiang Tianhe, I will take care of you."
"You are inseparable from the black and white of Qingxu Sect and cannot eliminate evil. I, Zhang Wu, come to eliminate it."
"The world is unfair, and someone will accept it!"
Zhang Wu looked down at Jiang Tianhe who was exhausted and comforted:
"Uncle Jiang, you fight to the death and do everything your father should do."
"Leave the rest to me."
Passing your secret technique and making you work hard is the choice to respect you.
And I came here to kill Jiang Wanggu because of the friendship of an old friend, and I will avenge you.
You have done what you should do and obligations, and I should do everything my friends should do.
The world is not cold, and you are not alone.
Loyalty, passion, chivalrousness, I, Zhang Wu, have it too!
It was not until he turned around and left that everyone suddenly woke up like a dream, and there was an uproar in an instant.
"Who is this person?"
"The fourth elder did not die under that kind of mental attack, but was stabbed by someone?"
"Zhang Wu? When did the figure appear?"
"The Supreme Master's heart is like a god, and his body is full of wind and movements. How could he be attacked?"
"A big disaster!"
The originally quiet island suddenly triggered the noise and became extremely noisy.
Jiang Zangjing and Jiang Qingyun were furious.
They have a good opinion of the fourth brother, but they are all brothers, so we can fight ourselves. If outsiders attack, it would be an irreconcilable hatred!
"Don't leave!"
Jiang Zangjing was furious and shouted, and his body jumped up, like the Taoist Heavenly Lord stepping on the tide. A gradually fading phantom left behind in the spot, and the person had already jumped out thirty feet, as if it was flashing. It was Zhang Wu's early practice.
Dayu Step!
Except for Jiang Wanggu's lineage, the rest of the Qingxu Sect did not practice martial arts, but this did not mean that they were weak.
In the eyes of disciples of Qingxu Sect, Dayu's stride does not belong to martial arts at all, but is just the pace of opening an altar and sacrificial sacrifice. However, the reason why the great sect is a great sect is that any fur can be used as a magical skill.
It is even more terrifying to compete with martial arts masters.
Jiang Qingyun only cares about practicing Taoism in daily life, silently, and his actions are ten times more cruel and a hundred times more strange than Jiang Zang’s scriptures!
Instead of chasing him, he took out a piece of golden talisman paper from his sleeve with expressionless expression. He twisted and wrote a rude green symbol of gods and ghosts, stared at Zhang Wu who was jumping down the island, muttering words, and sealed with both hands.
Writing with fingers as a pen on the paper is like casting a spell.
"boom!"
The golden talisman paper spontaneously ignites without fire, and a faint green ghost fire ignites.
Zhang Wu, who was running wildly on the lake, suddenly staggered and almost fell into the water.
Although I stood firm and stepped on the water, I was dizzy and filled with an indescribable sense of disgust, as if I was plagued by a thousand-year-old evil ghost, cursed with evil, and my whole mental state became abnormal.
Even the supreme meditation mantra that I kept silently chanting in my heart was inexplicably unable to recite, and my heart was in a mess.
Previously, he maintained a state of unity between man and nature with this mantra and heavenly will and nature, and his body and spirit were integrated into the end of the night, turning into the king of assassination, the king of shadow, the king of destruction, and one sword resulted in the supreme master.
Now, Jiang Qingyun's talisman paper, with incredible mysterious power, has broken the artistic conception that fits the nature of heaven and earth.
With the power of ghosts and gods, the world has been turned over!
"What's going on?"
Zhang Wu was surprised and suddenly smelled a body odor on his body, and his armpits were sweating. His smooth skin was filthy and a layer of black mud appeared in his pores.
The five declines of heaven and man!
Just as he was stunned, Jiang Zangjing had already flew up and snatched up.
"Leave it to me!"
Jiang Laoer had never practiced martial arts, but his unparalleled aura had the power to shock the world and cry out in ghosts and gods.
At this moment, he was angry, his breath was flying, his palms were surging, and his palms burst out with a storm, causing a strong wind on the lake surface. The lake water was printed with huge palm prints of five feet wide, and the storm enveloped Zhang Wu, wanting to win
He shattered with one palm.
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Wu's hair stood upside down. The strong sense of crisis made him roar, as if he was roaring, causing Jiang Zangjing to suffocate his palms, and his whole body suddenly shrank, curled up like seventy-two changes.
The thin monkey squatted and disappeared inexplicably.
Such a strange scene made the spectators rub their eyes in disbelief, thinking that Zhang Wu knew magic.
Only Jiang Zangjing could see clearly that the other party did not have invisibility, nor did he have the ability to penetrate the air. He just squatted down and drilled into the water with a thousand-pound pendant. Because he was too fast, there was heavy fog on the lake surface, and people were separated.
Distance creates a visual sense of déjà vu that disappears out of thin air.
"Boom!——!"
The big palm cover pressed down, pressing the lake surface out of a huge palm-shaped pit until the energy was released to its limit. The surging lake water suddenly exploded with huge waves, which was astonishing.
"Wow—"
Waterfall-like splashes fell from the sky, like God poured a basin of water, flooding a hundred feet in a radius.
When the water fell and the lake surface returned to calm, Jiang Zangjing glared and kept changing directions to scan the surroundings. Where was Zhang Wu's figure?
Once a person dives into the water, his breath is flooded and he cannot even find his mental sense.
If you can sense people on the ground, it is because Feng Shui is flowing, and the qi is traction in the dark, and there is a sense of it.
The water is completely closed, which is equivalent to a natural pattern of blocking spiritual sensing. Looking for people in the vast Qingxu Lake, which is a vast and 100-mile range, is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
Just when Jiang Cang was at a loss for the scriptures, Jiang Qingyun's face turned pale.
Tonight, the moon shines on the earth.
Suddenly, in their senses, a five-color halo slowly rose from the horizon, even brighter than the moon in the sky.
The old voice was not high, but everyone around the isolated island could hear it clearly, and Zhang Wu in the water was also clear.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, kill my fourth son, and leave slowly."