As night approaches, the fog in the mountains and forests becomes thicker and thicker.
The branches and leaves swayed, making a rustling sound, and a figure walked quickly through the forest. His beard and hair were all white, and his body was as strong as a liger, but his steps were as nimble as an ape's. Neither rocks nor vegetation could hinder him. p>
"Sorcery?"
The fog was so thick that it completely obscured the road ahead. Zhao Shan stopped when he noticed something strange.
"But what's the use of such magic?"
He was on guard, his eyes were wandering, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Shan's mouth.
As a follower of Chang Qingzi, sorcery is not that mysterious in Zhao Shan's eyes. He has fought against monsters more than once. He has seen through the details of the sorcery in front of him at a glance. It only dispels fog and only has the ability to block sight.
It has no attack or defense capabilities.
"Zhao Shan, this road is blocked, you'd better go back obediently."
The mist rolled in, and the thin Zhang Zhong walked out of the dense forest and stood in front of Zhao Shan.
"Go back? Then watch the Zhang family swallow up the inheritance left by the old master?"
Looking at Zhang Zhong walking over, the smile on Zhao Shan's face became colder.
He knew that Chang Qingzi came back injured, and was even very clear about it, but he never thought that Chang Qingzi was really dead. After all, the injury didn't seem serious at first.
To this day, Zhao Shan has already speculated about Chang Qingzi's death, but he has never been willing to believe it. After all, Chang Qingzi was kind to him, and everything he has today is a gift from Chang Qingzi, so
He had been deceiving himself, telling himself that Changqingzi was just in a little trouble. It wasn't until Zhang Chunyi set foot on the path of immortality and the people from the Zhang family came to Changqing Temple that he was stimulated.
He knew that he could no longer remain silent, otherwise the foundation of Changqingguan would all fall into the hands of the Zhang family. This was something he did not want to see, so he bewitched Zhang Tieniu, firstly to test Zhang Chunyi's reaction, and secondly to take advantage of him.
The restlessness of the audience weakened Zhang Chunyi's energy and concealed his actions. However, he did not expect that he would still be discovered, but he was not afraid.
"Zhang Chunyi, is he your support?"
Roaring loudly, like a tiger roaring in the forest, a violent aura bloomed on Zhao Shan's body. Although he did not see Zhang Chunyi's figure, he was sure that Zhang Chunyi was here.
There was silence, Zhang Chunyi did not respond to his words.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhong sighed.
"It seems that you are unwilling to go back. You keep saying that the Zhang family will swallow up the foundation of Changqing Temple, but isn't the young master also a disciple of Changqingzi Taoist Priest?"
A sharp aura emerged, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and wisps of blue-gold brilliance lingered on Zhang Zhong's fingertips. This was the eagle claw power he had cultivated. The powerful eagle claw skill and the eagle claw skill are of the same origin.
After switching to another major, he quickly developed his strength.
Hearing this, Zhao Shan kept silent with a sneer on his face. In his opinion, the reason why Chang Qingzi accepted Zhang Chunyi was just because of the deal with the Zhang family. In comparison, the other two were
Only the true disciples of Changqingzi are qualified to inherit Changqing Guan.
"Stop talking nonsense, you are not qualified to block my way."
"But I have just developed my strength and dare to be arrogant."
Clenching a fist with five fingers, the dark red power was condensed, and the force was exerted on the soles of the feet, crushing the ground, jumping high, taking advantage of the momentum of falling, Zhao Shan punched Zhang Zhong hard, like an angry lion.<
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The fist is as red as fire, and there is a burning smell in the air. Strength has its own characteristics, which can be acquired through cultivation, or it can be innate in martial arts. The blood is as red as fire, and the Lion Heart Fist has its own burning characteristics.
, the skin of the person hit by the punch will be charred black, as if it was burned by fire.
"Well done."
Looking at Zhao Shan who was coming with a horizontal punch, he also exerted force with his feet, and his five fingers were outlined into claws, like an eagle striking, Zhang Zhong rushed forward.
At this time, drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the clouds and mist rolled in, leaving a sufficient open space for both sides, just like an arena.
The figures changed, taking the shape of spiritual snakes. Zhang Zhong and Zhao Shan, two martial arts practitioners, collided again and again, and a pine wood as thick as a bowl would be broken by their palms.
However, Zhang Zhong also knew very well that he was indeed inferior to Zhao Shan in terms of hard power. After all, Zhao Shan's strength was already small, and he had just started, so Zhang Zhong did not go head-to-head with Zhao Shan.
Instead, he gave full play to the flexibility of his body skills and started a fight with Zhao Shan.
Compared with him, Zhao Shan is already old, his energy and blood have declined, and he cannot last long in a fierce battle.
"Want to drag me to death? Do you think I don't know your plan? Roar."
His white hair dyed with red blood, the roar of a wild lion, roaring to shatter the wind and rain, Zhao Shan seized this fleeting opportunity, burst out with unprecedented speed, and punched Zhang Zhong directly in the face.
The roar of the mad lion could still be heard in his ears, and his head was spinning. At this critical moment of life and death, Zhang Zhong was unable to respond effectively.
Looking at Zhang Zhong like this, Zhao Shan's expression became more and more ferocious. His movement skills were indeed not as fast as Zhang Zhong's, but he was not so weak that he was vulnerable.
Zhang Zhong was afraid of his tyrannical strength, so how could he not be afraid of Zhang Zhong's sharp claw skills? He deliberately tolerated it and sold his flaws, just for the sake of this moment. As long as this punch fell, Zhang Zhong's head would definitely look like
A watermelon bursts open, and as long as Zhang Zhong is killed, things will return to their original trajectory. Although Zhang Chunyi has become an immortal cultivator, he is only a new one, and the monster he refines is still a cloud monster, so there is no need to worry about it. p>
The wind of the fist hit, scraping his face like a knife. Fear inevitably spread in Zhang Zhong's eyes, but at the moment when the fist was about to fall, Zhao Shan's figure suddenly froze in place, and then
My knees went weak and I knelt on the ground.
His orifices were bleeding, his skin was chapped, and dense blood streaks spread out, like broken porcelain. His hair was disheveled. In an instant, Zhao Shan became a bloody man.
"This...is this witchcraft?"
He raised his head with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes locked on the rolling clouds, Zhao Shan's face was full of confusion and unwillingness.
The clouds and mist parted, and Zhang Chunyi's figure walked out. At this time, Zhang Chun was surrounded by clouds and mist, and silky mist came out from every inch of his skin. His eyes were pure white, not like a human but like a demon.
"It's magic and martial arts."
With an indifferent expression, looking at Zhao Shan whose life had come to an end, Zhang Chunyi gave an answer.
From the very beginning, he used two spells, one was to dispel fog, and the other was to gather rain, which was reflected in the drizzle.
Under normal circumstances, such a drizzle can't even knock away the grass and trees, let alone a martial artist like Zhao Shan, but Zhang Chunyi added something to the drizzle, which is his strength.
Strength has characteristics. The burning heat of the Lion Heart Fist and the tearing of the Eagle Claw Technique are all specific manifestations. However, they are all inherent in martial arts. In addition, there are other acquired skills that can be cultivated. Among them, Ming Jin,
Anjin is the two most famous ones, and any warrior can try to master them.
Ming Jin is strong and dark Jin is soft. Zhang Chunyi transformed his strength into dark Jin and blended it into the rain, which silently eroded Zhao Shan's internal organs, bones, flesh and blood. At first, without any warning,
When it breaks out, it will be like a landslide, and it will be difficult to recover. Zhang Chunyi named this move Bone Erosion Rain.
Because Zhang Zhong had been prepared for it, he did not suffer too much damage. After all, the most terrifying thing about the Bone Erosion Rain is that it is silent and takes a certain amount of time to erode. Once you are prepared, it is not difficult to resist... p>
Of course, if you want to integrate martial arts and magic, it is impossible for a cultivator in the Sanren Realm to do it under normal circumstances, but Zhang Chunyi has an inner scene and can absorb monsters into his body. Under such circumstances, he can completely
Extracting demonic power and using oneself as the main body to perform demonic spells greatly improves control. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Chunyi shows a posture close to the demon.
Hearing this, Zhao Shan seemed to have some enlightenment.
"It's Jinli, it's Jinli. I underestimated you. I should have killed you earlier."
He was coughing up blood in his mouth, and there was a trace of regret on Zhao Shan's old face.
Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's expression remained unchanged.
"You don't dare."
Looking down at the disheveled Zhao Shan, Zhang Chun directly pointed out his innermost thoughts.
Hearing this, his expression froze, and Zhao Shan lost his last breath.
"Yes, I don't dare. I just have a young son, and I am also afraid of death. You are a bloodline of the Zhang family, how dare I."
As if angry, as if unwilling, after the words fell, Zhao Shan died in despair. From the beginning to the end, he never thought of attacking Zhang Chunyi. This time he came down just to inform Nie Changliang, the eldest disciple of Changqingzi, so that Nie Changliang could
Take over the foundation of Changqing Temple as the first disciple.
As long as they have great righteousness, the Pingyang Zhang family will not go too far after all. The famous family still needs a share of face. Evergreen View is not worthy of them tearing off their face. Although it is inevitable to have their flesh cut off in the end, the foundation can still be preserved after all.
Come down, but it's a pity that he still underestimated Zhang Chunyi.