Lord of Time!

Chapter 168 Qinglong Broken Leg, Tianfa Murderous Intent

Chen Ping's figure was first hidden in the thick jungle, like a light and shadow, flowing down silently.

Gradually, this faint light and shadow finally disappeared and completely merged into the breeze and setting sun.

Even though it was not dark yet, the person on the mountain who was watching anxiously seemed to see a ghost.

In their line of sight, Chen Ping was completely wiped out from the entire world.

And where he disappeared, gradually, there were two more figures.

Those were the former headmaster Sun Yun and Sima Rou.

Their task is also simple, that is, to break into chaos at the foot of the mountain, rush into somewhere and grab something while the bloody battle is in full swing.

If no one is entangled with Jiang Wuji, no one will attract the attention of the three thousand army.

Even if the two masters and apprentices are innate masters, if they go there, they will naturally seek death.

However, over time, opportunities will naturally arise.

On this point, Chen Ping thought that he had calculated carefully, and there was absolutely no mistake or omission.

……

Chen Ping knew that when one reached the level of a great master, one would generally describe it as "melting into the world with one's heart, watching the situation of the world", or "transforming the gods with extreme intent".

Therefore, he didn't even think about attacking Jiang Wuji in the past.

The target is not the other party.

No matter how arrogant a person is, without any backers, he can go up to a higher level and sneak attack a serious Grand Master of the Unity Realm.That's a fool, a force.

On this point, from Tang Lin'er's experiences when he traced the origin to win his luck, he had already clearly told him that Jiang Wuji was very difficult to deal with, very difficult to deal with.

Tang Lin'er has the ability of "Vatican and I are one" to reduce damage, and the true meaning of martial arts has reached a perfect state. The number one on the list is well deserved, and it is indeed extremely difficult to fight.

Even if Chen Ping's swordsmanship is world-shattering and his divine power is unparalleled, he fought with him for more than a dozen moves, but he didn't gain any upper hand.

He was beaten repeatedly by the local area, and he fought back and forth between defense and offense. Even, there was absolutely no way to deal with his damage reduction and transfer skills.

If Chen Ping hadn't been lucky enough to suddenly integrate the perfect sword intent of Tianxin Mingyue Sword into his own Hunyuan swordsmanship, and be able to see through the weak point of the opponent's "Vatican and Me as One" without being trained well, and take advantage of the situation to kill him in one go, I'm afraid There's really nothing to do with him.

Under the same level, swordsmanship and kung fu are restrained, which can only be blamed on Tang Lin'er's fate, there is no way to do it.

However, just such a No. [-] player with almost no weaknesses in his whole body, in the hands of the great master Jiang Wuji, he didn't have much power to fight back, and he was beaten like a mouse and ran away like a mouse.

He tried his best to escape from the land of the three prefectures, but with the "Vatican and I as one" practice, he kept carrying it hard and vomited three liters of blood before leaving the battle.

Presumably, it was because Jiang Wuji couldn't kill him with successive shots, and because he was worried about the fury of Fa Xiangzong's masters, he didn't continue to pursue him.

If he really kept chasing and killing him, Tang Lin'er might be in danger.

This is also the reason why he was still extremely angry after returning to Fa Xiangzong, and vowed to avenge those three palms.

It seems so.

Except for the Tianxin Mingyue Sword, Chen Ping was better than Tang Lin'er when facing Jiang Wuji, but it was probably not much better.

Blind self-confidence, believing that you can break through everything, is irresponsible to yourself.

Can Tianxin Mingyue Sword's consummation level be able to deal with Jiang Wuji, a great master?
"Not optimistic."

Chen Ping still knew it in his heart.

He knows that this kind of swordsmanship originated from the soul is the easiest way to attack those with weak souls or those with loopholes in the soul, and the one who wants to break through the congenital perfection, transform the mind into the gods, and break through the unity realm, the one who improves the most is actually the soul .

"The heart melts into the world, and after the transformation of the mind, even the way of fighting may have changed."

As for the realm of cultivation, when you are at a low level, you have practiced unique martial arts and powerful skills, and it may not be difficult to leapfrog the level.

However, at a high level, especially when the congenital perfection breaks through to the unity state, such a large-level breakthrough will have all kinds of miraculous abilities.

Can't wait to challenge.

It doesn't matter whether this grand master is injured or not.

No matter how sublime his swordsmanship and martial arts at the level of innate sincerity are.

As long as it has not reached the level of harmony between man and nature.

In the eyes of the other party, it is as ridiculous as a three-year-old child dancing with a knife and stick.

Maybe the posture is accurate, or the dance is exquisite, but in terms of practicality, it is too far behind.

If they were discovered tens of feet away, then the original intention of sneak attack would be lost.

Moreover, he will also send himself into a dangerous situation. Once he is restrained and injured by the opponent, and then surrounded to death by the army, he will not be able to escape even if he wants to escape, so he can only drink his hatred on the spot.

In view of this, Chen Ping's target can only be the Chinese tent of the Qingmu Suolong Army Formation, where the chief general Jiang Yutong is located.

He believed that as long as he was not surrounded by the army, his arm would be cut off first.

With Jiang Wuji alone as a great master, it is not so easy to kill himself.

This was the case in the past, not to mention, now he has practiced Tang Liner's housekeeping skill "Vatican and I are one".

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The pungent smell of "fire oil" and "tung oil" wafted in the air, and a large amount of dry firewood was transported to various important roads.

"Really want to light a fire? Sure enough, the Jiang family's heart is cruel enough, and their actions are strong enough. This time, since they have formed hatred, they will definitely cut off their arms and break the Dongmu army's might."

Chen Ping thought to himself, the killing intent was hidden deep inside.

Wherever it passed, the entire army array was like a placenta, and like a huge root system, firmly locked on the flat ground...

The troops and horses in the periphery flowed endlessly, like countless tentacles, and like branches without trees, followed by the cavalry passing by, sealing several downhill trails of Yubi Peak.

"It's not easy for the Dongmu army to occupy one prefecture and two prefectures before they start battle, and the military spirit is not integrated. It is indeed not easy for the Dongmu army to occupy the southeast with 30 elite soldiers."

Chen Ping is no longer a novice in the art of war.

Even Han Xiaoru seized the time to learn how to lead troops in battle and how to mobilize formations.

As the backbone of Xingqing Mansion, he is the absolute leader.

How dare you relax a bit.

It is natural to be indifferent on the surface, but it is necessary to study hard secretly.

At this moment, one can see through the subtlety of this array at a glance.

If this formation is formed, the military energy will be gathered, and the strength and energy of three thousand elite soldiers will be integrated into one. There is nothing to say. The key point is that this kind of military formation is useless if you hit the tentacles that he protruded, and it will even shrink infinitely. Leading the army into ambush, countless tentacles and branches rolled back to form a maze, strangling the opponent inside.

To put it bluntly, no matter which direction you hit it, it will be sunken, then wrapped up, and then cut and split with a rich maze array, and devoured bit by bit.

As long as the core is not damaged and the main general is not dead, no matter how much the troops on the periphery of the formation are lost, it will not hurt.

It seems that it doesn't have much attack power, but the ability to defend against entanglement is very strong.

"It's no wonder that the Eastern Wood Army's Cyanwood Locking Dragon Formation is famous in the southeast, and it's not for nothing."

Chen Ping's eyes flickered slightly, and the silk-drawing play was running at full capacity, his heart had stopped beating long ago, the blood in his whole body had stopped flowing, and his breathing was cut off...

He even faintly felt that his cell division had slowed down infinitely, and his whole body was worse than a corpse.

If he came out and lay down on the ground at this time, anyone would say that he had been dead for more than three days, and his body was already stiff and cold, and he was short of spots.

Of course, it's not enough to only have the physical body restraining breath in the silk-drawing show. After all, everyone is not blind. If such a large person directly breaks into the formation and moves forward at a high speed, anyone can see that something is wrong.

But it’s okay, he still has another secret method of invisibility, Qingfeng True Intention of Qingfeng Wuying Sword, practiced to the extreme, melting into the wind, can make people turn a blind eye, hear but not hear, and completely eliminate the sense of crisis, opponents of the same level, You can only find out that something is wrong when the sword's edge is approaching.

Under the blessing of these two secret methods.

Chen Ping's figure slowly staggered away from a military tent in front of him...

In the telepathy, there is a huge air mechanism, and the vitality of the surrounding world gathers and intertwines, like a huge tornado.

As long as you want to get closer, if you are still twenty or thirty feet away, your pores will shrink slightly, your heart will throb slightly, and you will know that your guess is right, no matter how strong your invisible breathing method is, you still can't hide it. Inspiration from the great masters.

The person who lives in that military tent should be the ancestor of the Jiang family, Jiang Wuji.

The soul of the other party is always integrated into the space between the heaven and the earth, with a circumference of tens of feet, and the aura of the sky and the earth interacts with each other at will. Unless they can also achieve the same state of unity and do not disturb the world, there is a slight possibility of pretending to approach.

Obviously, at this time, I can't do it.

But it doesn't have to be.

Jiang Wuji couldn't bear to lead the army, he believed that he was highly cultivated, and he wouldn't bring a large number of soldiers with him... As the leader of the army, Jiang Yuantong naturally couldn't sit still, he had to mobilize troops in the middle.

In particular, as the outer cavalry set fire to the mountains and made various preparations, his formation was also being fine-tuned all the time.

Of course, the most important thing is to prevent the Hunyuanzong people from suddenly swarming down from the mountain.

It is also ready to start at any time.

After all, he still had to stand in the most suitable position to command all the soldiers and horses.

Chen Ping was waiting.

Waiting for Jiang Yuantong to leave Jiang Wuji, nearly thirty feet away from him.

He knew that as long as he had murderous intentions in his heart, he would naturally be unable to hide from the telepathy of the great master Jiang Wuji.

Some things just don't make sense.

But you can talk about distance.

Thirty feet away, if you want to rush over, you can't teleport, this is your chance.

……

Jiang Yuantong looked at Yubi Peak of Hunyuan Mountain with cold eyes, seeing the black shadows on the mountain that were as big as small bugs, he felt a little disdainful in his heart.

Isn't it just to deal with Chen Ping?

What if some people on Hunyuan Mountain are added?

With the death of the last great master of Hunyuanzong, this mountain and this sect are no longer worth mentioning.

If you really want to meet, you can use yourself to mobilize three thousand elite cavalry, and you can kill them all within the time of a stick of incense.

He didn't understand his old father at all, why should he be so cautious?

It's a big deal.

What else to say, as long as the opponent comes down, surround them with formations, and work together to trap and kill them.

It takes a great master and an army to besiege and kill him, seeing how big his face is.

Just as my thoughts turned here, not far away, in the camp where my father was staying, there was an angry roar, "Let's fight."

The sound waves rolled, resounding through the sky.

A gust of wind blew up beside him, and his clothes ripped like thunder.

Jiang Yuantong hadn't figured out what happened, there were countless blood flame qi machines pouring into his body frantically from all directions, and there were endless billowing green wood damage vitality rumbled to bless his limbs and bones.

Together, these waves seem to pass through time and space, and when one thinks about it, a big explosion arises.

There is still a bigger and fiercer wave of military spirit coming from behind.

The aura in his body rose up little by little, getting stronger and stronger.

"There is no reason to start a battle, the old man..."

Jiang Yuantong was astonished, the thought had just arisen in his mind, his heart was filled with chills, the green dragon knife in his hand suddenly jumped up, only in time to block the center of the eyebrows and the heart...

Pain in the lower abdomen, right lung, and the middle of the mutton. There was also the sound of wind blowing in the neck, and half of the neck had been cut open.

Amidst the blood splashing wildly, the pain came to his mind.

He roared angrily, and finally understood that the opponent had already touched his side in some unknown way, and, in an instant, stabbed nine swords, killing him with the sword.

The upper body was pierced with several holes, and it was impossible to stop it at all. If the old father hadn't ordered the formation one step ahead of time, he was blessed with great strength.Even the eyebrows and the heart were hit by the sword just now.

Fortunately, just in time to start the battle, even though they didn't get the support of three thousand elites at the same time, with half of the army's energy gathered, their strength was still extremely strong, and they naturally blocked [-]% to [-]% of the opponent's attack power.

As for the Aoki Longevity Kungfu, under the blessing of the formation, the recovery ability is incomparable, and even in an instant, the injuries are almost healed, and the combat power has not been lost much.

As long as he is relieved, he can be trapped to death.

Looking at a young man with a sword in green robes who appeared in the air like a phantom in front of him, Jiang Yuantong's heart was cold, and at the same time, his anger was like a raging tide, and his murderous intentions rose.

At this moment, the Qinglong Saber in his hand didn't defend and counterattacked. With the help of the heavy army, he whizzed and chopped down like a stream of lightning.

boom……

Boom!

Three swords in a row, slashed on the black sword light, the fire splattered, and the ripples of energy impacted in all directions.

Chen Ping's body shook wildly, and he was cut back three steps abruptly.

It is even more felt that strands of air in all directions are coiling back like long snakes, and they are about to form a net.

And the leading general in front of him, with the big sword in his hand, was as heavy as a mountain under the increase of military spirit, and he was not inferior to his fast and heavy black dragon sword head-on.

The most outrageous thing was the injury on the opponent's body. After half a breath, the mouth was closed, and the wound was almost healed in the gleaming blue light.

You Qi had a cut in his neck, logically speaking, it was a fatal injury, but in just two blinks, the injury was already healed.

"It's cheating."

Chen Ping cursed secretly.

Sensing a huge aura, it rushed towards him like the sky, knowing that he could not delay any longer.

He thought that he could fool Jiang Yuantong's epiphany and blatantly assassinate his opponent, but he didn't expect that Jiang Wuji's old clapper could also order this formation to activate.

Under the support of the army formation, the main general Jiang Yuantong's strength and martial skills have increased by three to five times. It is simply impossible for him to kill him with a single blow or within a few breaths.

Even, when his army is completely running smoothly, he may be entangled to death, unable to escape.

Chen Ping's eyes flickered slightly, and he was no longer greedy for merit, and acted according to the original plan.

Since it is possible to injure and kill without dying, then it can only be the next best thing.

The black sword in Chen Ping's hand cut across the sky, cutting three swords in a row, and after leaving a bloodstain on Jiang Yuantong's body, the sword's posture of opening and closing suddenly changed, becoming soft like a spring breeze. There was a slight flicker on the sword, which turned into a line of black marks, and it was cut against the horse's belly without a sound.

This sword, from the majestic Hunyuan sword momentum, turned into a breeze without a shadow, and then it was activated with the seven-star sword intent.

It made Jiang Yuantong so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

The green dragon sword he wielded turned into green hills, blocking in all directions, but it couldn't stop the sword of starlight.

The head and heart were protected.

The sword light seemed to rise from the ground, passing through the horse's belly.

There was a soft chirp.

Jiang Yuantong felt a lightness in his lower body.

The severe pain came again.

The Aoki Longevity Kungfu was running crazily, and under the gathering of military energy, the wound healed again, but the strange feeling still existed.

His saber was like a waterfall, rumbling in front of him, not daring to relax for a moment, he glanced at the sky while sweating profusely, and found that half of his calf was missing on the ground...

Very familiar.

At the same time, a whole picture of internal organs and intestines was also seen.

The internal organs and intestines slipped down, so it was naturally the horse under him, and the lower legs, of course, were his own legs.

"Damn the little thief."

Jiang Yuantong's eyes were red, he let out a roar, his body swayed, he jumped off his horse, his sword was like a green dragon coming out of water, and he rushed forward like crazy.

The soldiers on all sides rushed forward, turned around, joined forces with his sword and light, and were about to encircle... but found that the figure in the green robe floated farther and farther away, and in the blink of an eye, he had already retreated twenty or thirty feet away.

"Don't you know how to heal injuries? This leg is broken on the ground, please heal one and show me."

Ha ha ha ha voice, Chen Ping shot backwards like an arrow, pulling out a long afterimage.

His purpose has never been to kill anyone, as long as the formation is broken.

Jiang Yuantong, who had a broken leg at the same knee, even if he used Qingmu Changsheng's true energy to the fullest, no matter how much military energy he gathered, he would still have trouble moving.

Riding on a horse, you can't sit still.

If he doesn't ride a horse, he can't even walk steadily. Could it be that fighting with a cane, wouldn't that be a laughing stock?

Under such circumstances, what is there to talk about commanding the battle formation and gathering military spirit?

So, it's actually not that difficult to break the battle formation?

Amidst the laughter, dark clouds swirled in the sky, and a gust of energy enveloped tens of feet of land, rolling down like a frenzy.

The air seemed to turn into a solid gel, blocking all directions.

A figure has been shot like lightning.

The sword is full of light, like green mountains and emerald green mountains, and the forest sea is full of waves.

"Boy, you killed my grandson, Ziyang, and today you hurt me, Yuan Tongbai, and you will surely be torn to pieces."

The sound was extremely penetrating, shaking the vitality of the world, and the muscles, bones, and tendons of Chen Ping's body all vibrated at the same time.

The most powerful thing is that where the sword light rises, the heart is beating, and the vitality of heaven and earth responds in unison, like an arm and a finger...

It was as if the entire sky was showing power at the same time.

Collapsed and crushed.

There is no escape, no escape.

Facing this overwhelming attack, although Chen Ping had escaped from the green wood lock dragon formation, he couldn't escape Jiang Wuji's air lock, so he could only block it.

……

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(End of this chapter)