Chapter 291 – Duel with Mr. Dongfang
Chapter 291 – Dueling Mr. Dongfang
The sky was cloudy, and the wind and snow were as fluffy as they were a few days ago.
Shui Qingliu, Lu Jiu and hundreds of other people had already run behind the extremely distant attic, standing densely and cautiously watching over.
The six family heads were not there, and the dense shouting and killing sounds and the saving fire of stone cannons, bows, and stone throwers came from the mouth of the valley in the distance, and it seemed that the Western Qin army was already attacking the valley.
Only, Xin Zhuo’s mind had been completely placed on the opposite loft, frankly speaking, he hadn’t seen Mr. Dongfang in the true sense, the old man he saw that time in Volsung Mountain was completely unlike the old man in front of him, but he still instantly recognized this person as Mr. Dongfang.
This stems from the natural sense of an old enemy, I know it is you, it is bound to be you.
This Mr. Dongfang gave him a feeling that was different from most martial artists, this person seemed to have practiced martial arts and magical abilities that were far beyond the norm, or had a kind of deep heritage that the younger generation did not have.
On the contrary, the other male gentleman with a male female appearance gave him a very common feeling, sword cultivation, sword pool, is the top form of sword cultivation in this world, it is very common.
“The White Crane Mound has sent out three Great Venerables and four Lesser Venerables to lay out to kill one of my Great Masters, what a great stroke! This certain death situation is truly lamentable.”
Xin Zhuo chose to take the initiative to speak, his expression was serious, and his tone was sincere, treating Mr. Dongfang, he felt the need to sincerely …… go for a spell.
Mr. Dongfang indifferently relative, a Confucian robe swaying with the wind, the figure appears to be a little thin, but it seems to contain the power of thunder, which is not to be underestimated, only his eyes imperceptibly flashed a trace of fatigue.
He was born in the western region of the famous school of white crane hill, the son of the master, young man studying Zhou capital An Du, a few years to the absolute arrogance of the talent rocketed up, had entered the six ministries, the six departments as an official, had been proud of the major academies, but also into the imperial army to lead the troops in combat, those years of great splendor, talent, and some people have said that “the birth of children when the East”.
He also had a few games of red dust, beauty as a companion.
He has experienced all the things that the geniuses in the world should experience, no matter what kind of genius, he has encountered.
Just now can not help but give birth to a kind of “a hundred years have passed, the vicissitudes of the world” feeling.
When he first met Xin Zhuo, the other party was as weak as a mole cricket, and could be killed by waving his finger, and he was not even qualified to really meet with himself.
But it is this son that makes him feel extraordinarily tired, hard to kill, not good to kill, and even now has the strength to compete with himself.
He naturally saw that Xin Zhuo had successfully entered the Little Exalted, the realm breakthrough could be described as ridiculously fast, ridiculously fast, a year tops other people’s ten or twenty years.
A leisurely sigh, pale voice said: “Kill you, naturally your encounter, your identity makes it, just as your realm, the secret of your body, you yourself should be the most clear, anything in the world …… is always reasonable.”
Xin Zhuo clapped his hands and laughed: “Mr. said it is very right, then you think you should also understand, in my bitter struggle to be a mountain bandit, break into the river, into the Jiang family, leading the Western Qin army, the same is reasonable. Life in this world is full of flavors, my Xin Zhuo’s life, existence is reasonable, so Mr. bitterly kill me, is dim-witted and shameless!”
Mr. Dongfang stroked his beard and shook his head slightly, a trace of strangeness suddenly appearing in his eyes.
Xin Zhuo looked to his side, the gentleman had disappeared, and did not feel surprised, smiled, gently a little under the body.
“Geling prong ……”
Ice and snow instantly diffuse hundreds of feet in a circle, the road surface, flowers and grass, the pavilion have knotted up a thick layer of ice, for a time it was like a world of ice and snow.
And hundreds of sharp swords are like ghosts, suddenly scurrying out from the ground, shattering the thick layer of ice, stabbing straight up, as fast as lightning.
However, Xin Zhuo reaches out and points again, incomparable arcane ice layer shield layer after layer to resist, block.
“Boom boom ……”
Dozens of bowl-thick thunderbolts struck down on his head, and he rawly struck the hundred sharp swords into a charred black shape, scattering them all over the place.
“Ten thousand swords are like a fix, I am like the Sword Immortal, Sword Pool, now!”
That gongzi suddenly scurried out from a thick iceberg, his clothes fiercely rattling, manifesting dense sword shadows in mid-air, like the huge waves of a great river, surrounding Xin Zhuo in a group. “Between a line of mountains and water, my path is this long, landscape realm, please enter!”
Mr. Dongfang Hera also disappeared into the attic, when he reappeared, he was already high in the sky, his finger gently pointing, a huge landscape scroll had already surrounded Xin Zhuo into it.
One could only see a huge landscape painting with mountains and water like ink, small streams and homes, mountain flowers and weeds, which in turn contained that gongzi’s Wandao Sword Pool.
Xin Zhuo stood in it as if he was a grain of corn in the great momentum of heaven and earth.
……
“This ……”
In the distance, Lu Jiu, Tuoba Ling’er, and Ning Zhiwei’s group of people snapped their eyes wide open, even revealing a hint of humility.
The fight between the three Zunis in front of them had completely exceeded their understanding. Below Zun Shi, the realm characteristics of the Ninth Grade to Great Master realm were understandable to them, and it was nothing more than utilizing the various manifestation changes of True Qi, Essence Essence Soldiers, and Essence True Treasures in order to wrestle.
But now, whether it was Jiang Yuqing’s Ice and Thunder Great Potential, Gongzi’s Sword Pool and Mr. Dongfang’s Landscape Painting, all of them had completely exceeded this kind of realm.
Unable to comprehend, unable to see very well.
Shui Qingliu’s gaze wandered and he sighed softly: ”Senior brother’s great power is Shen Daozi’s ice and thunder. I’m afraid that eunuch has been in the Great Exalted Realm for a long time, using the three great momentums of gold, wood, and earth to fuse into one, forcibly transforming sword formations, and from the sword formations combining into sword pools again.
The most terrifying is still Mr. Dongfang, now with all the five great potentials of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, forcibly fusing them into a landscape scroll, it is said that this is the White Crane Mound’s unspoken secret, and even though he has not yet entered the Divine Dao, he is still only a fraction of a second away.”
If it came to vision, among the hundreds of martial artists present, she was the first, because her master Ji Jiwei had already entered the Great Exalted Realm for a year, and also had all the five elements of the Great Potential.
Feng Shuning also said, “Understanding of the nature of the heavens and the earth as Dharma, and fusing the great potentials into one’s own techniques as Art, Mr. Dongfang is worthy of being a Confucian master of more than a hundred years old, and already has a few of the Earth Immortal’s martial dao dharma tactics.”
“Spells? The canonical records are mostly biased by the self-understanding of the authors, and the elders’ teachings are also said to be unspecified, how can a person who does not enter the venerable world understand the wonders of this natural grand momentum?”
Lu Jiu slightly shook his head, “I don’t know how Jiang Yuqing, who has just entered the small venerable, can break through the combined stranglehold of the two great venerables …….”
He wanted to say the word “strangle”, but suddenly couldn’t say it.
Just see the landscape painting, Jiang Yuqing suddenly laughed, said neatly: “Into the venerable only understand what is God’s way, you five elements, but can not really unity, can not be trapped ice and thunder heaven and earth momentum? Dongfang old ghost, the Earth Immortal is not out, just with your two great reverends, you can’t kill me, you old thing is afraid to be old and confused, brain problem.”
These words were somewhat arrogant, but he did have the qualifications to say this, and a monstrous compulsion shadow, military intent, demonic aura, and moonlight suddenly flooded around his body, swirling endlessly around.
Reaching out with his hand, a great river-like current of great power instantly irrigated the entire landscape painting.
With another point, the great river froze and thunder roared.
The roiling pool of swords was instantly messy.
The frozen area was even larger, and there was even more thunder and lightning.
The beautiful icy landscape painting slowly tore from its edges.
That’s not all, a blood-colored scimitar glowing with monstrous red aura flashed out, instantly dispersing into hundreds of channels, each of which was incomparably evil and bloody killing, with auger shadows scurrying about and four elephants running, intercepting sword pools and landscape paintings in all directions.
(End of chapter)