People in the world generally have the same definition of a master. In the eyes of many people, a master with a name is considered first-class. If someone cannot even be called out by name, then he is obviously not one of the best.
When fame is linked to martial arts, the definition of the so-called "first-class master" is too broad. If this algorithm is followed, then Tianquan can barely be called a first-class martial arts master.
However, in fact, this kind of definition of Mohu is simply a poison that kills people at some point, because if all masters with an upward average line are called "first-class" without distinction, then the Thousand-Faced Dharma King is nothing more than
Just a "first-rate master" on the same level as Tianquan.
But after a brief confrontation, everyone present could see that the strength of the Xuantian Cult's protective Dharma King could be said to be completely different from theirs in a different dimension.
In the eyes of Jianghu people, martial arts is the ability to live and work and is an inseparable part of their lives. Therefore, to them, martial arts is as real as bricks and tiles, built one after another in a tall building.
But at the same time, martial arts is mysterious and unpredictable, because when people standing in a two-story building suddenly look up and find a sky-high tower that reaches straight into the clouds, they will inevitably fall into deep self-confusion.
They are also martial arts practitioners, but some people's martial arts are so high that they cannot even imagine.
In the distance, on an inconspicuous hillside, Huangfu Xiaoyuan put down the telescope in her hand and said to Lu Hanjiang, who was burning incense and making tea leisurely beside her, "The victory or defeat has been decided."
"Really?" Lu Hanjiang's expression was not surprising. He picked up the tea cup and drank all the hot tea in it. When the two Jin Yiwei Baihu who were standing next to him heard this, they immediately took another telescope and brought it to him.
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Lu Hanjiang raised his hand slightly, signaling the hundred households to retreat. Due to the arrival of Commander Lu, this small area was temporarily laid with carpets, screens, heaters, refreshments and other items.
Huangfu Xiaoyuan turned around and sat down opposite Lu Hanjiang, and asked indifferently: "The righteous path has been completely defeated. Don't you plan to see it with your own eyes?"
Lu Hanjiang paused slightly while holding the kettle, and then said helplessly: "Since you have seen the results for me, that is enough. Going to see that hell like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, apart from making me feel unappetized, is there anything else?
Other uses?”
Although the tragic situation tonight is to some extent the result of him taking advantage of the situation, Lu Hanjiang is neither a pervert nor a murderer. What he wants is just the result of the injury to the right path. As for how cruel and terrifying this process is, he is not impressed.
Interested.
"" Huangfu Xiaoyuan was speechless.
After a moment of silence, Huangfu Xiaoyuan asked again: "Another Dharma King of Xuantian Sect has appeared. If we take action now, we can kill another general of the other side."
Lu Hanjiang nodded, and then asked: "So, are you sure?"
Huangfu Xiaoyuan stopped talking. What she just said to Lu Hanjiang, "the righteous path has been completely defeated," was not an exaggeration. Facing the unparalleled power of the Thousand-Faced Dharma King, the righteous heroes had almost no power to fight back.
The Xuantian Sect has been able to carry the banner of demonism on its own in recent years. It is indeed true that it has real abilities. The martial arts of this Dharma Protector King are no longer something that these juniors can resist.
The King of Thousand Faces is a figure of the same era as the headmaster of Wudang and the former leader of the Beggar Clan. In front of him, Si Luochao and others are indeed juniors.
Although there are talented people from generation to generation, it is a pity that the heroes of the Zhengdao generation failed to excel and suffered heavy casualties under the dimensionality reduction attacks of the older generation.
Huangfu Xiaoyuan muttered to herself, and then said: "As long as you take action, the Thousand-faced Dharma King will have nowhere to escape."
To be honest, with Huangfu Xiaoyuan's perspective, she couldn't tell who was better in martial arts, Lu Hanjiang or Thousand-faced Dharma King. After all, for the former, even she had only seen the other take action a few times.
It is impossible to judge the specific strength.
However, the strength of the Thousand-faced Dharma King was clearly revealed in front of them at this moment. It was a kind of power that could have an overwhelming advantage over the famous masters of various factions.
But Huangfu Xiaoyuan has unusual confidence in Lu Hanjiang, perhaps due to the mystery of the other party's undefeated history.
However, Lu Hanjiang was obviously not interested in doing it himself. He said nonchalantly: "Since Xiaoyuan is not sure, why don't we just let this Dharma King go?"
"Why?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan didn't understand: "Since we want to suppress the Xuantian Sect, we naturally shouldn't miss any opportunity. What are you hesitating about?"
"Actually, before leaving Beijing this time, I went to the Ministry of War."
Lu Hanjiang suddenly talked about the gossip outside the venue, and he said with deep resentment: "Even if I come to the door with the seal of the West Factory, those old guys won't sell anything. They are really a bunch of old stubborns."
Huangfu Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Are you planning to borrow the Divine Cannon again?"
"Of course," Lu Hanjiang said without reservation: "Masters like the Dharma King of the Xuantian Sect will die one by one. He is now a precious experimental material."
Huangfu Xiaoyuan's immediate reaction was that Lu Hanjiang was becoming playful again, but after thinking about it carefully, something seemed wrong.
The other party's temperament is indeed a little out of tune, but when it comes to attacking enemies, he has always been unruly and flawless. This rhetoric seems more like a prevarication that does not want to tell the truth.
As if he had recognized this, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's face darkened, and she stopped talking as she sat down. She just stared at Lu Hanjiang with her unavoidable eyes.
After a while, Lu Hanjiang was defeated. He spread his hands and said, "Okay, actually I think this thing went a little too smoothly."
"Is it going too smoothly?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan's frown deepened. Shouldn't it be a good thing that things go smoothly? How come there are still people who worry because things go too smoothly?
"Her Highness the Crown Princess took the initiative to tell us that Qingping is still alive," Lu Hanjiang paused and said slowly: "It seems that the mountain top problem within the East Palace has never been resolved."
Huangfu Xiaoyuan said: "The fact that Qingping is alive can be used to provoke disputes between Wudang and Xuantian Sect. Although the current situation is somewhat different from what we planned, it can be regarded as progressing on the path we expected.
,What are you still hesitating about?"
"I'm curious about what that Highness is thinking," Lu Hanjiang touched his chin and said, "Tell me, does she plan to use Xuantian Sect's help to clear the place, or does she plan to use ours to teach her disobedient person a lesson?
Allies, or maybe she has other fantastic ideas."
After Lu Hanjiang finished speaking, Jin Yiwei, who was observing the battle situation in real time with a telescope, suddenly said, "Sir, the situation has changed."
Huangfu Xiaoyuan's eyes narrowed when she heard this. She stood up and took the telescope from the hand of the Jin Yiwei. She picked it up and looked at it. She was slightly surprised and said: "Why is he here?"
The battle was originally one-sided, but because of the appearance of a person who shouldn't be here, the balance of victory and defeat tilted in an instant.