Lord of Time!

Chapter 157 Breaking the Haoran Sword and Collecting the Evil Resisting Book

"This person does have the appearance of a wise master, but it's a pity that there are no resourceful people under his command, which has buried a chance of defeat. It's really lamentable." Xiao Chengyun's face is full of regrets, although there is a faint hostility in his heart, He couldn't help but feel sorry for what the other party did, which was a pity.

"Mr. Xiao is referring to gathering gunpowder and causing an explosion?"

Xiong Ba turned his head in surprise.

From his point of view, Chen Ping's plan was based on tricks, and he used his strength to attack his strength. It was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he easily ruined most of the opponent's troops in one fell swoop.

Even my own "opponents" who were secretly watching and were ready to take a chance at any time, didn't find anything wrong, and almost got trapped together.

I thought that if I waited for someone to ambush a little closer and hid in the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, I am afraid that I would also go to the sky with the fireworks at this time.

Even if he was not killed on the spot, he would probably be covered in wounds like Pei Zixing and others.

This move is too ruthless, the key is that there is no warning at all beforehand, making it impossible to guard against.

Turning hands is a cloud, covering hands is rain.

In an understatement, he played with the Pei family and the masters of Xiuyiwei in the palm of their hands.

In Xiao Chengyun's eyes, does this kind of good strategy, counting every step ahead and driving the opponent to a dead end, still have some shortcomings?
+ Xiong Ba curled his lips secretly, disapproving, but his tone didn't show it, instead he asked with a light smile, "I don't know where the chance of defeat is buried?"

Xiao Chengyun seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, shaking his head and sneering, "If the old man is in the middle to host, one or two masters should be left in the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, instead of lighting the fire from a distance, giving people a chance to quit. If you are willing, if you have There is something for everyone.”

"call out……"

This old clapper.

Xiong Ba took a deep breath, quietly took three steps back, and stayed away from Xiao Chengyun.

It was discovered that Du Jingyun, the fifth younger brother of his family, did not approach at all, and General Huwei Xu Yanzong half-turned his body inadvertently, and was a little more wary of Xiao Chengyun.

If, what Chen Ping planned, according to what Xiao Chengyun said, was indeed a plan to the end, ten deaths and no life.

Planting a large amount of gunpowder as a trap is useful for real masters, but it doesn't have much effect.

At least, at the moment before the crisis comes, the strong who have reached the level of induction between heaven and man can keenly find that the murderous intent between heaven and earth is imminent.

As long as you react fast enough and act quickly, you can always escape.

Just like Liang Qi before, there are also Pei Ziwen, Pei Fangsheng and others.

These people are all at the peak of the innate late stage, and the innate martial arts are roughly perfect, and they cannot be killed by bombing...

Even Pei Zixing, who was in the early Xiantian stage, couldn't be killed by the blast, at most he was a little slow to react, and a leg was broken by the blast.

However, if before this plan is implemented, many illusions are created, making people mistakenly think that Han Wushang and others are in the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, and mislead them with countermeasures.

Then let Han Wushang or Sima Rou stay in the martial arts hall to restrain them, instead of leaving the tunnel a moment earlier...

Whenever a congenital master counterattacks and kills in the courtyard, it will attract the attention of all congenital masters.

And drawing the vitality of heaven and earth, confusing the induction, most of them can completely blind the spiritual perception of several innate masters.

At that time, with the flames coming together, it is his fate that one of these innate masters who rush in can walk out alive.

After thinking about this matter, the few people looked at Xiao Chengyun again, and their eyes became more vigilant.

It's not that his scheme is bad, but that it's too good.

So good that not only did he not want to be his enemy, he even didn't want to be his friend.

Xu Yanzong squinted his eyes, looked at Xiao Chengyun, finally couldn't help it, and said in a deep voice: "This is the difference between General Chen and your military master Xiao. Leave a glimmer of life for others, and a glimmer of hope for yourself..."

Speaking of this, Xu Yanzong suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

Xiao Chengyun saw flaws in Chen Ping's plan, but Xu Yanzong saw benevolence and righteousness in this plan.

The so-called destiny belongs to, the benevolent is invincible, and he obtained the Canglong seal, is it true that there is a will of heaven in the dark?
Although the plan is poor, but the desire of the people's hearts is hard to buy.

It is precisely because Chen Ping can treat his own partners as human beings, and treat the people under his rule as human beings, that he can get more help...

Between gains and losses, who can tell clearly.

Just like this moment.

Even people like himself didn't have much hostility towards him, and even tacitly agreed that it might be a good thing for the Mosang Dragon Seal to fall into his hands.

This shift in thinking.

How could he know that it wasn't the result of him acting with plans and putting benevolence and righteousness first?
……

"Father, do you want to go help? They are preparing to attack, if the younger brother makes a mistake..."

Han Xiaoru stood far away, holding a broad sword in his hand, almost squeezed water.

"No, my father asked himself to stay in the courtyard before, and he categorically rejected all the proposals to contain the masters of the Pei family. He almost made a bad face with me. I think he is very sure.

We just need to prevent those people from being defeated and rush into the city to kill and vent their anger..."

When Han Wushang said this, his face was sullen, and he seemed to feel that he was losing face.

As he spoke, his face was full of smiles again: "This kid, this kid just likes to take care of everything and doesn't want us to take any risks, it's not good...

However, Xiao Ru, you don't have to worry too much. Look at your mother, you won't think too much about what you have and what you don't have.

Do you see, the golden light is concealed on your junior brother's body, and there are golden patterns forming fine lines on the skin, just like real armor.

This is the perfection of the Hunyuan golden body, the stellar energy contains all the limbs and bones, and it has the ability to be invulnerable.

I can't even imagine how the masters of the Pei family, Xiu Yiwei and others have such great confidence to dare to besiege him. "

In terms of understanding and confidence in the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique, Han Wushang must be second to none.

He remembered that before Hunyuanzong fell, there were quite a few seniors with perfect golden bodies...

Just standing there without attacking or defending, even the innate masters of the same realm can't break through the layer of skin exposed by the golden body, let alone hurt the internal organs.

Where is this in front of you?
Sima Rou also pursed his lips and smiled lightly, then said: "Besides, your junior brother is now perfect in martial arts, and he sees his nature clearly.

No matter how many treacherous calculations, there is not much use...

Xiao Ru, if you have time to worry about Xiao Jiu, you might as well perfect your silver body early and step into the golden body level earlier.

Otherwise, the gap with your junior brother is too big, be careful that he won't take you to play. "

This is half joke, half serious.

Han Xiaoru took it seriously, and immediately raised her brows, feeling nervous.

right.

What if the younger brother thinks I'm useless, don't take me in wars, don't take me in sword fights, just let me teach his disciples like the big brother, that's not annoying.

She doesn't know if she will be annoyed to death, she only knows that if things go on like this, she will be farther and farther away from her junior.

One day, I will never see you again...

……

Chen Ping didn't care what the onlookers thought.

With a single blow of his sword, he knocked off the "Qinglong Naohai" of Tongzhi Liang Qi who was commanded by the right commander of Xiu Yiwei, and he didn't stop at his feet, and his momentum became more and more high.

Stepping forward, thunder and lightning flashed above the head, dark clouds shrouded, and there was a strong wind whirling around and roaring.

Under the traction of Qi, the sword intent was like a mountain, pressing tightly on the heads of Pei Ziwen and Pei Fangshu.

Mental lock, aura shrouded, sword light pointing, there is no escape, no escape.

"Come, you don't have to go, please..."

Chen Ping held up his sword to make a false lead, and the green pine welcomed the guests. His footsteps could barely step three feet in front of Pei Ziwen's body, and he didn't move forward.

The momentum is as heavy as a mountain, let him go first.

The person in front of him ranks sixteenth on the land list, he is the Qilin son of the Pei family, and Jiang Zuo is the roost; he is also a candidate for the court, so he should have his face.

'I also hope to give me a little more misfortune. '

Chen Ping thought this way in his heart, but he had a little more expectation in his heart.

"You are too arrogant. You must know that the world is so big that life can overcome impermanence. My Pei family is dominant in the east of the Yangtze River and has not declined for thousands of years. How can you, a child with a yellow mouth, be underestimated."

Pei Ziwen's face was sinking like water. When he saw Chen Ping approaching, he didn't attack violently. Instead, he took every step and gave way... There was a hint of disappointment in the depths of his eyes, but he didn't show any weakness in his mouth.

Immediately, he raised his sword to his eyebrows, and the light on the sword flashed.

The mighty golden light spread in all directions like waves, and there was the faint sound of reading.

"The way of a university is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to be good..."

This voice is pervasive, like a childish harmony, it first rang in the ears, and then rang in the bottom of my heart...

Under the light of Pei Ziwen's sword like the warm spring sun, people seem to have returned to their childhood. Facing the teaching and punishment of the master, they are full of fear and fear, and can't raise the slightest thought of resistance in their hearts.

I just feel that it is wrong to advance, it is also wrong to retreat, it is wrong to speak, and it is wrong to shut up.

As Pei Ziwen slashed down with a sword, in the magnificent sword light, the voice of reciting became louder and shriller.

The people watching all around feel that their hands are soft and their feet are soft, all kinds of selfish thoughts, the true self, are all hidden and disappeared.

At a loss, he just wanted to receive this sword.

In other words, by this foot.

"It's so weird." Relying on half his life as a soldier and bloody fighting spirit, Xu Yanzong woke up first, and saw that Pei Ziwen's sword light had already slashed to Chen Ping's neck.

He yelled "Careful" to the edge of his throat, but for some reason, he couldn't yell out.

But around the corner in the distance, someone exclaimed repeatedly.

He knew that this was Han Wushang and others from the Hunyuan Martial Art Museum.

If he is not in the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, he must be keeping his hands back, and he is obviously seeing a crisis at this time.

People all over the world say that Hao Ran's swordsmanship of righteousness can drive away evil spirits.

Unexpectedly, the only thing that can truly repel the evil spirits is one that is more evil than the evil spirits.

Evil to the extreme is righteous.

The same is the sword intent to attack the heart, and the sword light to kill the soul... No matter whether the opponent is literate or not, whether he has entered elementary school or not, if he cuts it down with a sword, he will turn into a childish child and be slaughtered obediently.

"It turns out that this is your reliance."

Chen Ping suddenly raised his head and chuckled.

No one noticed that after the streaks of golden light shot into his head, he was swallowed by a silkworm baby, and he didn't forget to burp slightly.

For him, although this mighty righteousness is unstoppable and useful, it is basically useless.

As for turning yourself into a toddler... Who doesn't know that in his previous life, even a child in kindergarten would dare to talk back to the teacher...

Master's majesty.

nonexistent.

"roll……"

The sword's edge dragged a bright golden light, and it just hit the neck.

Chen Ping didn't even make a move, just let out a deep shout, in the midair, the dark clouds broke apart, the lightning shot down like a dragon, and the place where the thunder exploded, the molten golden light swept away.

Before the shock in Pei Ziwen's heart abated, a ray of black light pierced his forehead.

Late to the first, sword to sword, attack to attack, but there is no defensive action.

'He has a Hunyuan golden body and can withstand a sword.I attack the strong and defend the weak, but it is formidable.This sword cannot be changed. Before Pei Ziwen could figure out how the other party had broken his righteousness and sword light, he felt that the crisis was imminent.

Terrified, the golden light on the sword rolled back, piercing the sky and hitting the thunder, advancing and retreating, already retreating into the distance.

A flower in front of my eyes...

The figure in the blue robe opposite was still far away, for some reason, I always felt that the sharp light of the sword's edge cutting gold and jade was still staying between the eyebrows, and there was no way to avoid it.

'It's an afterimage phantom...'

Pei Ziwen found out, and Chen Ping, who was standing there, still had a smile on his face and mocking eyes.

On the front and side, there are many phantoms, each wielding their swords, killing each other with their swords.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't tell which sword was real and which sword was fake.

He was very anxious, opened his mouth and roared, "Uncle Six."

It's just a change of two moves, from the mind attack to the change of swordsmanship, Pei Ziwen already felt powerless.

Since his debut, he has never seen an opponent who plays like this, attacking with swords and swords, without a trace of defense.

However, on top of the sword light, he also felt the extreme sharpness and infinite divine power, which clearly swept through the sky without a trace, but it gave people a sense of tyranny as if it was going to explode the sky and split the earth.

This sword cannot be received.

Pei Ziwen knew it well.

The news from many sources proved that the Hunyuan sword technique is invincible in hard battles, especially the Hunyuan sword technique in Chen Ping's hand, which can hurt you if you hit it, and die if you touch it.

The embroidered clothes guard Liang Qi has already demonstrated this very well.

Those who do not believe in evil will all die.

He only removed two or three moves, and Jian Feng used his strength to advance and retreat, and he found that his arms were numb, and his body and mind were exhausted.

The opponent's sword seems to be going straight, no change in point, stroke, and stroke.

But it is fast and steady, heavy and urgent, no change means no flaws.

Even the powerful and awe-inspiring Haoran's perfect sword intent was torn apart by the weird sword intent and turned into layers of fluff.

Slashing, pressing, and shadowless, the three levels of martial arts were exerted at the same time, and his own sword intent rushed up, not only did not have the sense of condescension, but was aggrieved everywhere.

It's like a scholar meets a soldier, and it's hard to tell why.

Can only be beaten.

As the elder of Pei's family, Pei Fangsheng is used to the vicious turmoil, so of course it is impossible for him to have bad eyesight.

Just glanced at it, and you can understand that there are no worthless people under the great name.

The opponent was able to use the mere Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall as the basis to break the plan of the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and kill them all. They even swept away the elite soldiers of the Cui family, one of the thirteen aristocratic families, so that the four forces did not dare to stretch their hands.Obtaining the Canglong Seal calmly and taking control of the Xingqing Mansion... All kinds of stakes are not luck and providence, but real skills.

When the strength reaches a certain level.

All calculations, all plans, are all vulnerable.

"Fortunately, when dealing within the clan, it is always not counting victory, but counting defeat first, so we are prepared to do more. '

He straightened his back, and he was no longer as old as Long Zhong who was injured when he fell down. When the man's eyebrows exploded, the scroll in his hand shook slightly, and hundreds of pages danced in the air with a "huh".

"Repel evil spirits!"

The pages of the book turned into a long dragon, spinning rapidly around Chen Ping and Pei Ziwen, and there were several screams faintly, resounding in the air.

"Stubborn!"

"Dead wood cannot be carved."

"Mud can't support a wall..."

Several screams came from the pages of the book, deafening.

Pei Ziwen's sword light was shining brightly, and his awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly surged, buzzing the sword energy, and roaring to counterattack.

As for Chen Ping's sword, the wind and thunder stopped resting, the golden light on his body converged and disappeared, and the energy, blood and essence that surged and roared like the waves of a long river were firmly pressed in his body, and could no longer be used.

Even the bloody Hunyuan energy attached to the sword suddenly dissipated.

The seven-star step that produced countless shadows, in an instant, the phantoms were shattered at the same time.

"Spiritual energy, true energy, and blood energy are all gone... The sense of heaven and man is cut off, and the martial intent is exhausted. How can you still fight me?"

Pei Ziwen let out a long laugh, and the light of his sword became even brighter.

It turned into a beautiful mountain and river, and fell down with a bang.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifold..."

"Not good, despicable..."

Han Wushang and Sima Rou could no longer maintain a calm posture, and their complexions changed drastically.

They were born in the Hunyuan Sect, and perhaps they have never found out what the best cards of various sects and royal families in the world are.

But I have heard more or less that all major forces have clan treasures.

Although each of them is secretive, it must not be easy to maintain prosperity for countless years.

What is the hole card of the Pei family.

They don't know, but everyone can see the tip of the iceberg now revealed.

The scroll that Pei Fangshu had been holding all this time turned out to be a powerful Confucian treasure.

Able to isolate spirit energy and martial intent within a small area, and draw out his own rules.

Only Haoran's righteousness can exert his cultivation strength within the range covered by the pages of the book.

But within this range, the opponent loses all his supernatural energy, all his true energy, spirit, blood, and golden body are useless, and he is beaten into a mortal on the spot.

The only thing that can be relied on is to lose all the extraordinary body, and there is no other magic.

No, even the seven-star step, the ability to ascend to the sky, and the ability to transform into a figure are gone.

How is this played?
Before Han Wushang and others approached quickly.

However, Chen Ping had already counterattacked, seeing the monstrous golden sword light falling down like mountains and rivers, he was not surprised but delighted.

"That's what makes it interesting."

He laughed loudly, his bones clattered violently, his tendons roared like tens of thousands of long bows vibrating in unison, and his abrupt figure grew half a foot taller.

His arms were as thick as thighs, and his green robe was stretched to pieces like butterflies...

As his stature skyrocketed, Chen Ping looked joyful, suddenly raised his head, and swung his sword back.

The black sword screamed sharply.

Pointing at the sword, the whole piece of air collapsed and cracked, turning into a long white mark.

Pei Ziwen's golden sword light was like the moon in a flower mirror in the water. When touched by the black lines and white marks, it scattered into light and shadow.

This sword is extremely fast and extremely heavy.

You can see that the muscles and muscles on Chen Ping's body are rolling like flowing water, the sword slashes back, and the front of him turns into a vacuum.

There is no sword intent, no stellar energy, and even no sense of vitality and restraint changes.

However, the power of this sword is beyond description.

Snapped……

Pei Ziwen's long laughter stuck in the middle of his throat, where the light of the sword broke, and the shiny long sword in his hand, like a hemp stick, was broken into seven or eight small pieces.

The momentum of the Black Dragon Sword has not stopped, whistling and rolling back...

Before Pei Ziwen retreated crazily, the sword storm was already involved.

Pei Ziwen's gentle and handsome face, as well as his slender and straight upper body, were already rippling like water waves, turning into blood mist and powder and exploding.

Blown by the wind, it flew away without a trace.

Only the two long legs fell to the ground with a slap, splashing a little dust.

"Do not……"

Pei Fangshu's eyes were bulging out of their sockets.

Don't believe everything you see at all.

The unicorn son of the Pei family, who was Tanhualang at the time, just disappeared.

Didn't it say that under the evil spirit book, all methods should be avoided?
Didn't it mean that Haoran is upright and I am invincible?

However, he obviously locked his true energy and martial intent, and also locked his blood energy, how could the sword be so powerful.

"This book is good, I want it."

Chen Ping killed Pei Ziwen with a single sword, his eyes were as cold as ice, and when he reached out with his big hand, the wind howled, and he slapped him on the head.

Pei Fangshu was falling into great doubt and grief, and when he realized something was wrong, he was about to withdraw.

But he found that the air around his body was squeezed into a gel.

The body is heavy and the ground sinks.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the big hand slapped down, and his whole body was hit on the head, turning into a pool of meat sauce.

The volume of "Evil Resisting Book" was turning slowly, and hundreds of pages were collected and fell into Chen Ping's hands.

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