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Chapter 199 Debut in full bloom
"You are Zhang Zhiwei?" Dade's expression finally changed a little, and he became more solemn.

"It's the old man." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"You want to stop the poor monk?" Dade said.

"Why not?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

The Dharma put his hands together, showing compassion, "Amitabha, the donor has fallen into a demon."

Zhang Zhiwei was slightly taken aback.

I'm fine, why did I become obsessed?

He looked at Dade strangely, and asked, "Is this old man bewitched?"

"Only demons can stop the Buddha." The compassionate look on Dharma's face became brighter.

However, Zhang Zhiwei's complexion became a little gloomy.

He felt like he had met a fake monk.

A demon in the appearance of a monk.

"It seems that you are a fake monk who doesn't recite scriptures."

A real monk is definitely not like this. A real monk should speak little, not be annoying, wise as a fool, and not involved in right and wrong.Recite the Buddha's name wholeheartedly and practice Mahayana meditation.

For example, Compassionate is the last monk who has practiced compassion, and he never kills a single person even on the battlefield.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has already fallen into a demon." Dharma said with a holy face.

Zhang Zhiwei squinted at him, and said, "It's too much for you to call the old man a devil."

After the words fell, his slender figure suddenly shot out.

The golden light condensed in the palm of the hand and patted Dade's bald head.

"Since you are a demon, and the poor monk is a Buddha, you should cross the demon."

Dade raised his head slightly, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, covered in golden light, and stretched out his palms to meet him.

boom!
When the two palms collided, thousands of golden lights shone, making it impossible to look directly at.

next moment!
The palms of the two kept colliding, and waves of golden light continued to spread like tides.

"This monk is not weak."

A gleam flashed in Zheng Ming's eyes, and he smiled lightly.

This great virtuous monk is much stronger than Xin Yuanchen, and he was not killed by the old celestial master.

But he couldn't last long.

Because the old master is angry.

A serious old heavenly master and a casual old heavenly master are two completely different concepts.

"I just hope this monk can hold on for a while longer."

Zheng Ming raised his hand and waved it lightly.

Now it's just going to the Buddha Hall, and there are two more who haven't made a move.

"Continue the execution!" Cao Zhengchun shouted again in a thin voice.

The ghost head knife stood up again, but this time it was destined to fail.

"Your Majesty Li Huang, why is this necessary?"

Daoming walked out helplessly, stretched out his hand and sent out an invisible force that directly flicked the executioner's ghost head knife away.

The heavy ghost head knife fell on the bluestone floor, making a noisy sound.

Zheng Ming looked down at him.

The looks of these great masters are all good. The virtuous monk has a fair complexion, delicate features, and looks as if he is really an eminent monk.

And the bright Taoist priest in front of him with three thousand silver threads fluttered in the wind, his aura was so high above the dust, he looked like a worldly master with immortal demeanor.

"How about Your Majesty, there is no need for you to say more." Ximen Chuixue held the hilt of his sword in his hand, dressed in white clothes better than snow, and floated down.

Daoming sighed slightly, and said, "I knew the opponent was you."

Now Zhang Zhiwei and Ximen Chuuxue are not unknown people. Since Zhang Zhiwei is dealing with the great monk, Ximen Chuuxue is naturally left to him.

"It's a pity you don't practice swordsmanship." Ximen Chuixue said.

Daoming looked at Zhang Zhiwei and Dade Monk who were fighting together next to him, and said, "Actually, I want to compete with fellow Daoist Zhang."

"But now it seems that I, the old Daoist, should not be the opponent of Zhang Daoyou."

There are only a few great masters around Dali. Although they seldom show up, it's not like they haven't dealt with each other.

Daoming is very aware of the strength of the great virtuous monk, the late master, far surpassing him.

But now Zhang Zhiwei completely suppressed the great virtue monk.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him, so he drew out his long sword and said, "Please!"

If you don't practice kendo, you don't have a common language with him.

Feeling the sharp sword intent, Daoming's complexion slowly became serious.

"The way is natural!"

He squeezed the seal with his hand and said in a deep voice.

In an instant.

There seems to be an inexplicable charm between heaven and earth.

You can't see it, you can't touch it, but you can vaguely feel something abnormal.

Ximen Chuuxue stared at him, observing his every move.

As the saying goes, all changes remain true, no matter how many changes in moves and techniques, the essence remains the same.

The great master condenses the power of the world and controls the artistic conception of the heart. These two points will not change no matter what the cultivation profession is.

"Take advantage of the power of heaven and earth, and guard against the debate of the six qi, so that you can swim endlessly."

I saw Daoming's figure move slightly, and disappeared in front of Ximen Chuuxue in an instant.

"This is!"

Ximen Chuuxue raised the long sword in his hand.

A crisp ding sound.

A black as ink, without blade or front, flat as a foot sword hit his long sword.

At some point, Daoming's figure had appeared beside him.

"So fast!"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the sword in front of him, but said again: "This is not the way of the sword."

"The art of controlling the sword is the Taoism of my Daoyuan Sect, and naturally it is not the way of the sword."

I saw Daoming's figure disappearing silently again, but Ru Mo Kuanjian kept attacking Ximen Chuuxue as if he had his own consciousness.

While resisting the attack, Ximen Chuuxue observed Daoming's figure.

Daoming's fighting style is completely different from Xu An's.

One of them is Daoyuanzong, the other is Daoist, but the difference is so huge, which makes Ximen Chuuxue very surprised.

But no matter what, the essence remains the same.

suddenly.

There was a gleam in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

The long sword stabs straight, the sound of the sword roars, and the sword energy soars into the sky.

Seeing this, Daoming's expression changed.

At this time, he used two kinds of Taoist arts in total, Yujianshu and Buxushu, Yujianshu is attacking, Buxushu is defending.

Although it was his first time fighting against Ximen Chuuxue, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

The way of swordsmanship is far more fierce than other ways of cultivation. Once one gets hit, one will either die or be injured.

That's why he used the Buxu technique to limit Ximen Fuxue's attack.

But he never expected that Ximen Chuuxue would make a move so quickly.

Before he had time to think about it, the Rumo Broad Sword suddenly blocked his chest.

A crisp ding sound.

Daoming's body retreated rapidly, and he didn't stop until he retreated ten steps.

With a solemn expression on his face, he said: "Your swordsmanship surpasses Xin Yuanchen!"

He and Xin Yuanchen are on par in strength, and he knows Xin Yuanchen's swordsmanship very well.

Although it was just a tentative move just now, he lost a move.

Even facing Xin Yuanchen, he couldn't make him do this.

"I realized a little bit yesterday!" Ximen Chuuxue said with his long sword back.

Although Xin Yuanchen's kendo is different from Ximen Chuuxue's, there are still many things that can be learned from.

Yesterday Zheng Ming gave Xin Yuanchen's experience to him, and he studied it all night, so it can be regarded as a little comprehension.

But the way of the sword is just the way of the sword, and this is not the only thing that practitioners compete for.

At this moment, Daoming was a little depressed. He thought he could easily defeat Ximen Chuuxue, but now it seemed that he had to work hard.

"In that case, don't blame the old man for being rude."

"The highest goodness is like water. Water is good for all things without competing."

He muttered in a low voice, and the magic seal in his hand changed again and again, and the mysterious breath turned into waves of water and hit Ximen Chuixue.

The waves are three feet high and overwhelming.

Ximen Chuuxue's long sword stood in front of his chest, the sword's momentum was concentrated, and the sword's intent exploded.

The sword comes out like a rainbow, cutting through the water waves.

However, those water waves quickly gathered again, hovering around Ximen Chuixue's body.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, he felt a bad breath.

The sword is sharp, but this Taoism just limits the sharpness of the sword.

"This is the highest kindness like water, enough to hold you back."

A gentle smile appeared on Tongming's face.

……

The four great masters made a move, which shocked the surrounding warriors.

When had they seen such a scene, the majestic aura, terrifying power, and palpitating sword intent all opened their eyes.

In particular, Zhang Zhiwei's fighting power shocked them even more.

The angry old Tianshi is nothing short of a monster.

Every move carried majestic power, and with just a few moves, the Dharma monk was helpless and could only defend passively.

"Hehe, your body is really hard enough!"

Zhang Zhiwei slapped Dade's chest fiercely with his palm, and the dull sound was like a drum beating.

The indifference on Dade's face had long since disappeared, replaced by anger.

Anger at Zhang Zhiwei.

He drew back and retreated quickly, wanting to temporarily avoid the battle with Zhang Zhiwei, but unfortunately Zhang Zhiwei didn't give him a chance at all.

The hands that condensed the Golden Light Curse were like drumsticks, beating his chest continuously.

dong dong dong~~
There was a muffled drum beating.

Zhang Zhiwei's savage hammer made Dade's face even more ferocious.

"Eight~bu~day~dragon!"

He growled through gritted teeth.

"Amitabha!"

The seven monks who came with him chanted and all joined the battle.

Zhang Zhiwei's face darkened slightly, and he retreated several meters in a row, but the eight people alternately attacked him one after another

The golden light shone, and violent fists bombarded him non-stop, and the offensive and defensive momentum changed in a blink of an eye.

"Eight dragons, the method of attacking the Buddha Hall is not as mysterious as the formation of Daoyuanzong, but it can make the grandmaster fight against the great master. The power of eight people is multiplied, not to mention that there are great virtues among them." .”

On the cornice, Shuertu narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Zhang Zhiwei who had fallen into a passive state.

"Now that Zhang Zhiwei is suppressed and Ximen Chuuxue is restrained, shouldn't it be time for us to take action?" Fei Yi blinked and smiled.

"Wait a little longer." Shuertu said

"waiting for what"

"Wait until the situation becomes more intense," Shuertu said.

On the city floor.

"Your Majesty, do you want to help the Heavenly Master?" Cao Zhengchun asked softly.

Zheng Ming turned his head and looked at him strangely.

Help the old master?
You think too much.

"No, this little scene, the old heavenly master can handle it."

Are you kidding me, now Zhang Zhiwei hasn't even used the Five Thunder Correction method yet.

Zheng Ming waved his hand and said, "Let them take action, and get rid of the miscellaneous fish first."

"The slaves obey!"

Cao Zhengchun responded, and then cast a wink at the surrounding people.

next moment.

The Six Swordsmen and others jumped out of the city wall and scattered around.

There are not only a few great masters who came this time, there are also many masters who want to fish in troubled waters.

On the broad street, five people from the Witch God Temple were waiting for the opportunity, but before the opportunity came, Six Swordsmen came to them first.

Miao Yun was the head of the five members of the Wushen Temple, and the other four were two burly warriors, a Gu master covered in a black cloak, and a wizard covered in silver ornaments.

They looked at the six sword slaves around them warily.

"Six sword masters under Li Huangzuo!" Miao Yun leaned on a snake-headed crutch with a serious expression on his face.

"kill!"

Zhen Gang didn't give her any time to talk nonsense, the six people turned around, and the chain sword flew, and the sword's edge was like a light.

"Stop them!"

Holding a snake-headed crutch, Miao Yun slammed the bluestone ground hard.

The two brute warriors jumped out and ran directly towards Zhen Gang and Luan Shen.

Ding!
There was a sound of shock, and the two swords pierced them with a metal-like collision sound.

Zhen Gang and Luan Shen got nowhere with their sword strikes, and retreated.

Zhuanpo and Miehun controlled the chain flying shot, and entangled towards Miao Yun and the young and beautiful wizard respectively.

"Ghost dance!"

I saw the young and beautiful wizard's body dancing lightly and gracefully, like a dream and fantasy, neither fiction nor reality.

And the snake-headed cane in Miao Yun's hand swept out, swinging the chain with a violent aura.

It took only a moment to fight, and the result came out.

The Six Swordsmen returned in vain, but it was not without gain, at least they tried out some of the opponent's means.

"Be careful, Gu poison!" Zhen dared to say in surprise.

Wisps of black smoke spread towards the surroundings.

The methods of the Wuman tribe are the most bizarre, but the most difficult to deal with is the poisonous poison.

Unfortunately, Chen Duo is here.

Chen Duo stood on the eaves beside the street, condescending.

Looking at the floating Gu poison with green eyes, he opened his mouth and inhaled forcefully.

Her breath fluttered, and the Gu poison permeating the air was instantly sucked into her mouth by her.

"Gu holy body!" Miao Yun looked at Chen Duo with horror.

Gu Sacred Physique is a legendary physique among the Wuman tribe. It feeds on Gu poison and Gu insects, and can control all Gu insects in the world. It is called the master of Gu masters.

However, Chen Duo is not a Gu holy body, but a Gu body holy child. The two seem to be very similar, and even have similar abilities, but they are actually different.

Gu Sacred Body is a physique, and Gu Body Saint Child is a Gu, there is an essential difference between the two, but they are very similar.

It stands to reason that the Gu holy body can control all Gu insects, but when this Gu has its own thoughts and beliefs, that is not necessarily the case.

Besides, the sacred body of Gu is just a legend of the Wuman tribe, and it is uncertain whether it exists or not.

next moment.

Chen Duo let out another breath of green air, winding towards Miao Yun and the others like ribbons.

"I can deal with them, you should back off first." Chen Duo said softly.

Six Swordsmen were slightly stunned, but they still retreated slowly. However, they did not leave, but were not far away, ready to attack at any time.

This time they and Chen Duo's mission is to take down the people from the Witch Temple.

Shashasha~~
There was a sound of caressing, and long snakes crawled out from the grass, the cracks in the stones, and the mansions, and surrounded the five of Miao Yun.

At the same time, there are countless flying insects in the sky, all kinds of strange flying insects, densely packed like a dark cloud.

This is how difficult it is for a Gu Master, especially a Gu Master Gu Master, and a Gu Master Gu Master who is a Gu Body Saint Child like Chen Duo is even more difficult.

"How is it?" Miao Yun looked at the Gu Master next to him.

The Gu Master had a bitter face and said, "My Gu worms are all afraid."

The pupils in Miao Yun's eyes constricted, his face full of disbelief.

The Gu Master she brought was not an ordinary Gu Master, but the Gu Master with the best qualifications in the Wushen Temple in the past century. In order to train her, the Wushen Temple gave her almost all the Gu worms.

"Is it really the sacred body of Gu?"

"Trouble!"

Miao Yun's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Originally, this Gu master was their biggest reliance this time, but they didn't expect to be dismissed right after they met.

……

Zhang House.

Zhang Lingzheng's mansion.

But at this time the mansion was empty, without any popularity.

suddenly.

A figure flashed across the air and hid behind a stone pillar.

This person was wearing a black suit, with a thin body and an ordinary face, and there seemed to be nothing special about him.

But in his hand was a one-foot-long dagger with a pure black blade.

"Come out, wind into the dream."

Yan Xiaoyi stood on the roof, holding a longbow, looking at the stone pillar opposite.

Feng Rumeng, a well-known guru weirdo in the Dajin Dynasty, although he is a guru, he does not act like a guru. His favorite thing to do is stealing. He has even entered the Dajin Palace, and it is said that he has stolen a lot of good things. thing.Therefore, the Dajin Dynasty was extremely ashamed and offered a high reward to him.

However, this person is very good at lightness, and he can also disguise and disguise. Without the great master's action, even the Dajin royal family can't do anything about him.

However, this time he actually set his sights on Zheng Ming's palace, wanting to fish in troubled waters, if Yan Xiaoyi hadn't just discovered him, maybe he would have succeeded.

"Your speed is very fast, but my arrow is even faster." Yan Xiaoyi whispered.

Feng Rumeng was sweating coldly on his forehead, and his eyes were full of aggrieved look.

He had already fought against Yan Xiaoyi just now, and Yan Xiaoyi's cultivation base was much worse than his.

But Yan Xiaoyi's archery skills are simply his nemesis.

"Commander Yan, I'm just here to join in the fun, and I don't have any malicious intentions. I also ask Commander Yan to be the next horse." He confessed.

"Why did you enter the palace without malice? You should be glad that I stopped you, otherwise you will die even worse." Yan Xiaoyi said.

He was right, if he hadn't discovered Feng Rumeng, if Feng Rumeng really entered the palace and took something, then the result can be imagined.

It's strange that Zheng Ming let him go.

"I would like to thank Commander Yan, there will be rewards in the future, how about letting me go first?" Feng Rumeng said.

Yan Xiaoyi shook her head slightly, said with a faint smile, "I can let you go, but no one will let you go."

After finishing speaking, he put away his longbow and leaped towards the palace.

His task is to guard the palace, catching thieves is handled by professional people.

Feng Rumeng noticed that he had left, and was slightly taken aback. He poked his head out from behind the stone pillar and looked around vigilantly.

"Really gone?"

Suddenly, a white feather floated past him.

"What are you looking for?"

The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, his neck turned slightly, and he looked back to the left.

Dressed in white, with arms crossed.

"King of birds!"

"Trouble!"

He was extremely depressed.

Just as Yan Xiaoyi, a life-chasing arrow, was sent away, another king of birds, Baifeng, came.

　I didn't go out to play during the National Day. For the sake of my hard work, please give me the monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)