Looking at the ghost-like figure emerging from the smoke, everyone in the long street lost their voice.
Today, those who participated in the siege at Neng Daochang, even the secret archers and crossbowmen, are not ordinary people. They have more or less heard of the 'supernatural power' and 'Tao fruit'.
But even among the senior officials of the Six Sects and Jinyiwei, including Zhao Qingchuan, Bu Lingxu, Tang Bailie, Qiu Zhanyu, etc., no one has actually seen supernatural powers.
How can you not be shocked when you hear about ‘supernatural powers’?
"Supernatural power..."
Tang Bailie murmured.
What are supernatural powers?
What is beyond the ordinary and what ordinary means cannot achieve is called supernatural power.
Mediate nature, reverse yin and yang, move stars to fight, return to heaven and sun, call for wind and rain, draw rivers to form land...
Recalling the various magical powers in the legend, he felt that these two words seemed to be as heavy as mountains and rivers, weighing heavily on his heart and making him unable to breathe.
"He actually, actually..."
Looking at Ji Longshan, who was approaching slowly like a ghost, all the people who were watching the battle from a distance subconsciously took a few steps back.
Some of them had no idea about supernatural powers, but one collision caused the four famous arresters in Qingzhou to fall back and cough up blood. This was enough to frighten them.
"Melding gold and refining the body...Although I haven't heard of it, I think it is extraordinary."
Chewing on the name of this magical power, Xu Wenji shook his head slightly:
"You have been in seclusion for several years just to practice this magical power, right?"
The magical powers are nameless, and most of them are named by later generations. Therefore, for most magical powers, something seems to be gleaned from their names.
For example, he once guessed that the ground turned into steel.
At this time, after hearing this name, he naturally had some guesses about Ji Longshan's magical power.
As the dust gradually fell, Ji Longshan pulled off his shirt that was torn by the airflow with a gentle tug, revealing a muscular body that was made of fine steel.
There were fist marks on his front heart and gun marks on his back heart. At this time, in full view of everyone, these two shallow marks disappeared visibly to the naked eye.
"The boss seems to have very detailed information about the gods? So what does it mean to become steel? Is it the magical power of someone in the imperial court?"
Ji Longshan's heart moved and he looked at Xu Wenji.
He had a chance encounter and quickly rose through the ranks. However, his background was relatively low, and his understanding of Dao Fruit and supernatural powers was not as good as that of court officials like Xu Wenji.
"If you are interested, why not go with me to a teahouse and chat slowly?"
Xu Wenji sighed.
He knew very well how powerful magical powers were, and he was even more aware of how destructive a martial arts master with offensive magical powers could be.
If you want to capture him, I'm afraid the price you have to pay will be beyond imagination.
"Hahaha!"
Ji Longshan smiled, he smiled very happily, and did not care at all that all the court masters were surrounded by enemies, but Xu Wenji was the only one in his eyes:
"Do you think it's possible, Sir?"
"Is this magical power..."
Looking at each other, Zhao Qingchuan and others became depressed.
With their current martial arts skills, how could they have ever encountered anyone who dared to physically resist their combined attack?
"This is Xuan Tie?!"
A hoarse voice sounded.
The short old man, who was only as short as Jilongshan, spoke. He was holding a black iron hundred-refined sword, but it was the Wujiang Killing Sword, named Yu Xuan.
He looked at Jilong Mountain and then at the long sword in his hand. Although it was a bit unbelievable, he still spoke:
"I don't know why, but at this moment, you are like a magic weapon of 'Hundred-Refined Black Iron'..."
Black iron can be said to be the most famous rare metal among the people.
One tael of black iron is worth ten taels of gold. Although this is because the production of black iron in Qingzhou is not large, it also shows that it is valuable.
When an ordinary person forges a weapon, adding just one tael is enough to cause pain.
When more than 60% of the whole body is made of black iron, it is called a black iron sword, and "hundred forging" is a saying spread from the Sword Making Villa.
A mouthful of black iron can be used to forge a hundred soldiers, and the amount of black iron required can be carried in a cart.
After many years of accumulation, he had just created a three-foot-hundred-forged weapon, but that Jilong Mountain...
"Hundred-refined Black Iron!"
Zhao Qingchuan took a deep breath and felt his arms becoming more and more sore.
Although there are also the theories of Thousand Refinements and Ten Thousand Refinements above the Hundred Refinements of Black Iron, the latter two are almost legends. The Hundred Refinements of Black Iron Armor is already a first-rate magic weapon in Qingzhou and even in the world.
If Ji Longshan's body can be compared with a hundred-forged black iron soldier, then who else can hurt him in the slightest?
"When it comes to my martial arts background, I am not as good as everyone else in the public sect. If I don't have some support, how can I dare to come to Qingzhou City?"
Ji Longshan's tone was calm:
"It's a small test, it seems pretty good."
His talent is not bad, but he is equal in both civil and martial arts, so it does not mean that he is talented enough.
A few years ago, he had clearly surpassed these four people at the blood exchange level, but he was still forced to retreat by the four people's joint efforts. He would have been captured and killed if he had not escaped into Changliu.
Why?
It's just that they come from a noble family, and all kinds of martial arts are suitable for them. Moreover, they all have excellent martial arts skills.
But at that time, he only had one intermediate level of martial arts, and it was just a popular one.
Good practice among public servants is more than just talk.
"No, you haven't reached that point yet!"
Yu Xuan suddenly spoke and raised the long sword with clear finger prints on the side:
"If not, you won't stop my sword!"
Hearing this, Ji Longshan looked cold and showed no joy or anger:
"You can try!"
There was silence on the long street, and there was something akin to the smell of a pin drop.
"very good!"
Suddenly, Tang Bailie laughed:
"If you can see supernatural powers, it would be a waste if Mr. Tang died here today!"
call!
As the words echoed, Tang Bailie closed his eyes, and the churning aura around his body instantly fell to the bottom. Immediately, the powerful and fierce energy and blood erupted like a volcano.
"Old Tang!"
"Brother Tang!"
Seeing this scene, the expressions of Zhao Qingchuan and the other three people all changed.
Blood energy is the gathering of the essence of a warrior's body. If it is suddenly detonated, it will burst out with an extraordinary power, but the consequences will also be extremely serious.
Either dead or seriously injured!
boom!
Only a thunderous explosion was heard, and the figure of the old farmer-like figure suddenly became upright, accompanied by harsh sound waves.
It has already rushed towards Jilong Mountain like an arrow from a string:
"kill!"
"Fight him!"
Zhao Qingchuan also roared, and his already majestic body also expanded. He stepped on it, twisted his body, and the sword danced like a tornado and went straight away.
Bu Lingxu and Bu Lingxu's movements flickered, their faces turned red, and they each unleashed their most powerful tricks.
"Fang Qidao, why don't you come out? Then don't blame me..."
As the words drifted, Ji Longshan's figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Tang Bailie.
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
Tang Bailie was seen brimming with vitality and blood, and he was striding forward like a wild lion. His fist seals were filled with wind and air currents, and they were like meteors falling to the ground. The energy was extremely strong.
However, there was still no change in his expression. When he slapped his palm gently, there was no surge of blood or explosion of strong wind. It was as casual as slapping the goshawk on the coffee table while drinking tea.
puff!
However, with such a light palm strike, Tang Bailie's pupils shrank instantly, and he felt that all his energy, which was flowing like a river, was in vain.
boom!
With a muffled sound, all the strength disappeared.
Tang Bailie's chest collapsed and he flew several feet like a straw, tumbling several times in the air before being caught.
The person who picked him up was also a master. The warrior who had exchanged blood for more than seven or eight times was even more outstanding in lightness skills. However, the moment he touched Tang Bailie, all the inner energy in his body was shaken away.
They hit the ground together and rolled several times before coughing up blood and stopping.
"puff!"
Tang Bailie spat out a mouthful of blood, but seemed to feel no pain. While turning over and jumping up, he squeezed his fist seal again, extremely fierce.
Boom!
Once you take action, you won't hold back again.
Ji Longshan's steps were like the wind, his speed was extremely fast, and as he moved, he could move hundreds of feet freely, not to mention a strong crossbowman who wanted to hide in secret.
Even a master like Qiu Zhanyu who has entered the fifth level cannot catch all his movements for a while.
Only a dull low sound was heard.
The three of them, Zhao Qingchuan, had already flown back, falling back faster than when they came in. None of them could even release their energy, smashing up houses one after another and sending large amounts of smoke and dust flying up.
"Master Xu, retreat quickly!"
In the dust, swords danced wildly, Zhao Qingchuan's voice was like thunder, his whole body was scarlet, and he fought forward again.
"Jilong Mountain!!"
Bu Lingxu roared angrily.
Ever since he jumped up from the ruins, the bright silver gun had turned blood red under the influence of his inner energy.
He stepped forward, spears dancing wildly in front of him, like a steel jungle.
Guns are like a forest, like mountains hitting each other!
"Sir, let's go!"
At this point, how could Qiu Zhanyu still hold back?
He only turned around and said something back, but he already set off a cold sword light, trying to join Zhao Qingchuan and others, but also to stop Ji Longshan's footsteps.
But before he could take a step, a dry hand fell on his shoulder.
"My lord, you?"
Qiu Zhanyu turned around in shock.
The old man with gray beard and hair gently pushed him away and said in a deep voice:
"Stop!"
give up?!
Not to mention Zhao Qingchuan and others who were in the midst of a fierce battle, even Qiu Zhanyu and the six masters behind him who were watching the battle were all stunned.
If Xu Wenji hadn't had such a great reputation, he would have laughed at him at this moment.
Now that it has reached this level, even if you are Xu Wenji, who will listen to you and stop?
call!
However, it was beyond everyone's expectations.
Before he finished speaking, Ji Longshan stopped.
He casually pushed away the forest of spears in front of him, and flicked Yu Xuan's murderous Wujiang Sword away with his fingers. However, he did not pursue him again, but stopped and stopped.
Even with one more blow, he would be enough to send away all four famous arrests from the Six Gates of Qingzhou.
"puff!"
Tang Bailie and others were all coughing up blood and looking pale, but they all looked at Xu Wenji blankly.
"Um?"
Ji Longshan's eyes narrowed slightly:
"What do you want, sir?"
Twenty years ago, he had a huge admiration for Mr. Xu, but this was by no means the reason for him to give up, although he did not care about the life or death of these people.
The reason why he stopped was because the moment Xu Wenji opened his mouth, he felt like a light was on his back, and the huge crisis forced him to stop.
"It's just that I can't bear it."
Xu Wenji Xu Wenji swept across the long street and finally landed on Ji Longshan.
"Sir, if you want to recruit me, you don't need to say anything."
Ji Longshan said coldly:
"Don't let a certain family look down upon you! It's not your place to do such a thing, killing someone and setting fire to someone else!"
"The law is unfair and the officials are forcing the people to rebel. This is not your fault. If you can occupy a mountain and become the king and rob the people, you are not necessarily innocent..."
Xu Wenji spoke very slowly, but he was very careful.
In his life, he has traveled through the world, been in the army, been in court, suffered countless injuries, and when he is getting old, he has been exposed to them all.
It's hot in summer and cold in winter, almost the same as an ordinary old person.
"Sir, are you going to capture me?"
Ji Longshan immediately sneered:
"My lord, you may have some means, but Ji didn't do it when he was distracted before. Now, you may not have a chance!"
"Qingzhou is not a good place, and Longyuan Road is even more of a mess. Although I have some martial arts skills, I am old and frail, and my blood energy has declined, so I don't have much means left."
Xu Wenji reached into his arms and seemed to take out something:
"Fortunately, after living for all these years, I still have a few old friends. Maybe they couldn't bear to see me die in a foreign country, so they all gave me some small gifts when they said goodbye..."
"Gadgets..."
Ji Longshan's eyelids twitched, warning signs rising in his heart.
Seeing his appearance, Tang Bailie and others, who were seriously injured and coughing up blood, could not help but ignite hope in their hearts, and they all looked at Xu Wenji's open palm.
In the slightly dry palm, there were clearly a few golden beans and a piece of crumpled yellow paper.
This is……
Looking at the yellow paper unfolded by Xu Wenji, Ji Longshan's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
That's just a piece of yellow paper.
There is something crookedly painted on it. If you look closely, it looks like a child's graffiti. There is nothing lifelike about it, just simple and twisted lines.
But vaguely, I can still see it.
That is……
"A sword?!"
Sitting slumped in the corner, Tang Bailie was breathing out more than he was taking in, his face flushed, and he sat upright suddenly, remembering something that was very talked about in the story novel:
"Flying sword?!"
On the yellow paper, the sword was very strange. It only had a blade but no hilt. This style clearly resembled the legendary flying sword style.
Zhao Qingchuan and others also forced themselves to take a look, but they didn't see anything.
If Xu Wenji hadn't taken it seriously, they wouldn't have thought there was anything magical about the yellow paper.
"This is?!"
Only Ji Longshan's heart was shaken, and he felt an extremely strong edge.
Not the sword's will, nor the sword's energy, but the edge!
This yellow paper is very dangerous!
Compared to Yu Xuan holding the Hundred Refined Sword, the danger of using the Infinite Killing Sword is tens or hundreds of times more intense.
In the former, he just felt numbness between his brows.
At this time, across the long street, he could only feel a chill between his brows, and even felt a tingling sensation from the outside in. This was a warning from his too keen perception.
Even, fear.
"Supernatural power is not enough to maintain self-control. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the sky."
Xu Wenji held the yellow paper in his hands and still swallowed it slowly:
"Ji Longtou, you bought me a cup of tea, and I'll buy you a cup in return. How about that?"