Six hundred and sixteenth chapter sticks and swords
However, even if they didn't know the real fighting power of Mr. Dong, the people who came with him had a consensus: they could capture Mr. Dong, or they could humiliate him severely, but they should not kill anyone unless necessary.
The key point is that Dongyi Ming's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, not to mention who else is behind the Dong family, just that those who have benefited from Wendao Valley should also be grateful to Dongyi Ming.
It should be noted that those who gained something from Wendao Valley were not only people within the Lanxiang sect, but also people outside the sect who became immortals because of it. It is difficult not to associate this cause and effect with the Dongshang people.
Now Dong Yiming's influence in Western Xinjiang has probably exceeded that of a sect. The entire Lanxiang is only following his destiny, and there are still some forces on the periphery, many of whom have deep background.
In particular, Wen Dao Valley is right there, and there is no telling how many opportunities will arise in the future, so even the disciples of the Zhenyi Sect are unwilling to offend Dong Yiming to death.
However, the young man in red shirt didn't see it that way. He had a serious feud with Mr. Dong. He thought that this man was just Mr. Dong and not Dong Yiming himself. He only cut off his two legs to give Dong Yiming face.
He wanted to settle the score, but the angel in sapphire blue hesitated, glanced at the Hong family's mountain gate, and whispered, "Even if that's what you think, is it appropriate to... here?"
At the Hong family, there were a few people standing far away, arrogant, and as you can imagine, there were even more people watching invisibly. Once Mr. Dong's legs were cut off in public, Dong Yiming would easily get the news.
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"Senior Brother Feng, what do you mean?" Junior Brother Fang's eyes lit up.
"First put this person under restraint," Senior Brother Feng winked at him, "Take the person away and then we'll talk."
The people that Junior Brother Fang invited this time are all of similar status to him. They are not descendants of the family, but they are also supported by a Jade Immortal-level master. This is equivalent to being a rich second generation or a second-generation official.
circle of generations.
Although they did not want to offend Dong Yiming, they were not afraid of trouble at all. They only wanted to capture Mr. Dong, humiliate him severely, cut off his legs, and then throw them away.
Without witnesses, they are not afraid even if Dong Yiming comes to find him. There are people behind him to support him, but they don't believe you dare to search for Dong Yiming's soul.
Even if the Dong family is very powerful, no matter how big it is, can it still be bigger than the Zhenyi Sect? When it is really invincible, everyone can hide in the sect and everything will be fine.
The boy in red shirt quickly realized this statement.
He couldn't ravage each other in front of the Hong family, which made him feel a little regretful
Revenge is not very complete.
However, if he could cut off the opponent's legs, he could also vent most of his resentment, so he gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Good advice, Senior Brother Feng."
"The time for Master Fang's talisman is almost up," Senior Brother Feng pulled out a large sapphire blue net and threw it towards Young Master Dong who was entangled in green energy. He chuckled and said, "Keep running."
"Are you done discussing it?" Chen Taizhong chuckled, took out a black stick in his hand, and stabbed Qing Qi beside him, but it turned out that the stick was like a sword.
Unintentional knife skills.
In fact, the spiritual attack just now was not as powerful as the opponent thought. He just lost his mind slightly and quickly reacted. It would not be difficult for him to escape Qing Qi's pursuit.
And that green energy didn't give him any feeling, nor was it a very strong threat. He vaguely felt that this green energy contained an artistic conception of "control".
Take it for people's use! Chen Taizhong reacted immediately. Now that he knew this, he was not in a hurry to get out. He said to himself, I want to see what you want to do.
If the other party does not throw something like a soul-binding rope, but just controls the artistic conception to attack him, he is really not afraid. According to his experience, under control, he can still make some small movements - especially if the control is not done by a real person.
If you do something, he will be less afraid.
Therefore, he quietly took out a jade bottle and held it in his hand. Inside was the poison given to him by Lao Yi - this was his last trump card, so he was not in a hurry to use it.
When he heard the other party's plan clearly, he didn't want to wait for his legs to be cut off. He quietly opened the jade bottle and covered the mouth of the bottle with his fingers. He only waited for the moment when the poison was released. At the same time, he wanted to use the long knife to break the green energy.
Unexpectedly, the long sword was also wrapped in the green energy, and it was too difficult to drive. He wanted to get another long sword, but found that there were only two mid-level swords in the Sumeru Ring.
The nameless sword technique he practiced was very powerful, but it was too bad, especially when he had a duel with Chu Xida a while ago and destroyed two more swords. The sword was not enough.
The mid-level sword was not powerful enough to break through Jade Immortal's control. Chen Taizhong secretly muttered, or... "Should I consider refining my life magic weapon into a sword?"
But at this time, he couldn't help but think too much, so he took out the knife and suddenly saw a dark stick.
He had some impression of this stick. He probably snatched it from the hands of the immortals of the Zhou family in Bluestone City. The stick was not long, but it was extremely hard. He once thought that there was some mystery in this stick, so he tried to chop it with a mid-level sword.
Tests have proven that without the use of spiritual energy, the sword will not leave any traces on the stick. As for using spiritual energy to chop
He is so full of food that he wants to do this kind of experiment?
That's it! Chen Taizhong pulled out the stick and slashed at Qing Qi with a "sword". Although the movement was not big and slow, it was an unintentional move that was vividly displayed.
Wherever the stick passed, a big crack was opened in the green air. Chen Taizhong didn't hesitate when he saw this, and then he slashed out with another unintentional knife!
"Is this?" The angel in the sapphire blue outfit couldn't believe his eyes. This person actually broke the real person's trap?
When Chen Taizhong used his second sword, he was already filled with green energy. He opened his mouth and shouted loudly, "Get out!"
The fairy in sapphire blue dress knew that this person had the thunder and lightning power of sound attack, so he didn't dare to grab his edge lightly, and he didn't care about controlling the big net. He suddenly dodged and retreated more than a hundred feet. Then he blushed, I wiped it.
…Where’s the white light?
It was impossible for Chen Taizhong to waste his spiritual energy on such a person. As soon as the other person hid, he really ran out of spiritual energy. He just threatened him a little, then shrank on the clouds, came to the boy in red shirt, and raised his hand.
The stick falls.
The fifth form of the nameless sword technique is unintentional!
All this time, he has maintained some restraint and does not want to be cruel to this guy. The main reason is that he rarely has a relatively stable life and enjoys this comfort very much. He is unwilling to do anything too outrageous.
But the opponent is going to cut off his legs, so there is nothing to discuss, especially before his legs are cut off, he will probably suffer a lot of humiliation.
If you don't want me to have a good time, then everyone else doesn't want to have a good time, so this time, he won't hold back anymore.
A flash of green light flashed, and the stick hit the red-shirted boy's leg hard.
This time he struck with all his strength. Even though the opponent's body flashed violently with white light, it only took an instant for the dazzling white light to burst open. Chu Xidao had a saying, one unintentional sword strike could kill a real person.
What's more, it's just a talisman made by a real person?
Then, all I heard was a scream of "ah".
When everyone present looked again, they discovered that the whole body of the young man in red shirt was gone from his knees down, and the air was filled with blood mist and various debris.
Chen Taizhong's knife or a stick actually smashed both of Junior Brother Fang's legs to pieces!
Taking advantage of the other party's unbearable pain and dizziness, he launched another spiritual attack, hitting the person directly to the ground. The spiritual consciousness of the Zhenyi Sect members is very strong, but when the mind is lost, it is not
That's what happened.
"How dare you, thief!" Three people pulled out their weapons and treasures and rushed over. Another person rushed towards the red-shirted boy, trying to catch him before he hit the ground.
Only Senior Brother Feng in the sapphire blue suit stood there vigilantly, motionless.
Chen Taizhong dodged twice, did not fight with them at all, and went straight to Senior Brother Feng.
"It turns out he's not just a mid-level immortal," Senior Brother Feng sneered, raised a crystal bead as big as a bowl, and threw it at him.
What he said was not a guess. He could cut off the real person's talisman, and the real person's talisman could also be smashed with a stick. Such combat power could not belong to the mid-level immortal.
Who among the top level immortals can be so powerful?
This bead was definitely not a good move. Chen Taizhong knew this very well. He swayed and avoided it. Regardless of whether the bead would automatically track it, he raised his hand and "cut" it out with a stick.
"Do I have such a big hatred against you?" A trace of panic appeared on Senior Brother Feng's face, and he retreated violently again, "I stopped Junior Brother Fang from doing whatever he wanted."
As he spoke, he already pulled out a talisman in his hand. This was the teleportation talisman he got from his clan.
"You are not a good person," Chen Taizhong's consciousness struck out again.
However, he also knew that the spiritual consciousness of a disciple of the True Intention Sect was much stronger than others, and his spiritual consciousness might not be much stronger than that of the eighth-level immortal in front of him.
But with his spiritual consciousness, he just wants to disturb the other party. He does mental calculations but not intentional. If he can delay the other party's actions, he will achieve his goal.
The next moment, the opponent's figure froze. Chen Taizhong didn't even answer. A white light flashed in his mouth, "Duh!"
This time, 30% of the spiritual energy was used to combine energy into thunder. He did not believe that the opponent could block the red-shirted boy. He could block it because he had lightning protection methods, but the Zhenyi Sect was not a Lei Xiu sect, and there were only a few people who knew Lei Xiu's methods.
Some people.
Sure enough, Senior Brother Feng's body flashed with white light, which was inevitable, and then his whole body stiffened and his body fell backward.
Chen Taizhong didn't hesitate at all, he raised his legs and chased after him, shaking his hands and shooting the Red Dust Heavenly Lob.
At this time, the role of the Red Dust Tianluo is the same as that of a general binding treasure, and it is not afraid of people recognizing it.
However, at the moment when he shot the Red Dust Heaven, there was a slight sluggishness in his figure, and he glanced diagonally upward suspiciously.
"How dare you use spiritual energy like this?" Mr. Feng, who was dressed in sapphire blue, saw a large net coming down. Although his body was stiff and unable to avoid it, he couldn't help shouting, "Junior brothers... he doesn't have much spiritual energy left.